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Woke up super horny this morning, so I hopped onto Grindr. The very first profile read, "hosting now" - and inside it contained the name of a very nice hotel right around the corner from me, along with a room number. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance to have some fun so close to home. "You just taking loads, or giving them too?" I asked, assuming he would respond that he was a bottom and only there to take loads. Still, maybe I could suck his cock, or at least eat his ass. "Both," he replied to my surprise. "Want to breed a fat ass?" I asked him, attaching a pic taken last year of my ass in the air with a big load of cum dripping out of it. "Sure," he wrote back. My heart racing, I checked his status, and he had listed it as 'neg, on prep'. Oh, well. It would still be fun to take his load! I told him I could be there in a half-hour, and quickly went into the bathroom and cleaned out. A little over thirty minutes later, I messaged him from the parking lot that I was headed into the hotel. "Cool, a guy just bred me and left," he replied. I arrived at the room to find that he had propped the door ajar using the security latch. Pushing it open, I found the room was pitch-black - the blinds were closed and there were no lights on. The only illumination was the faint glow entering the room from around the door. I kicked off my shoes and dropped my clothes on the floor, hoping I'd be able to see to retrieve them later. My eyes began to adjust to the dark and I could make out his shape standing in front of me. He was tall with a stocky build, and he was working his cock, getting it nice and hard for my hole. Instinctively I dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth, getting it rock-hard and slick for easy entry. His Grindr profile said he was 6.5 and cut, and he wasn't lying. But he didn't mention how thick his cock was! My hole twitched at the thought of stretching open around his shaft. After a few minutes I judged he was ready. I stood and bent over the foot of the bed, bending my knees slightly to place my hole at just the right height. He began to push the tip of his cock against my asshole, and I realized he was going to fuck me without lube. I pushed back against his thrusts, and little by little my hole opened up to welcome him inside. He grabbed my hips as he began to pound me, and in the process threw a bottle of poppers he had been holding onto the bed beside me. Ever the greedy popper slut, I took off the cap and inhaled deeply through each nostril. My head swam a little, and I felt my sphincter relax just a little bit more to accommodate him. It's been a while since I was used completely anonymously like that, and I was reminded what an amazing feeling it can be. All too soon it was over, though, and I felt his cock pulse as he pumped his load into me. As he pulled out I spun around, taking his cock in my mouth and cleaning it off as I always do. Without any lube in the mix, the flavor of ass and cum was extra delicious. He lay on the bed and picked up his phone, presumably to find another guest. I dressed hurriedly, found my shoes in the dark, and headed for the door - double-checking to make sure I had my phone, keys and wallet as I did so. When I got home, I got back onto Grindr, still horned and now hungry for another cock. My new friend was still online, so I messaged him. "Thanks for the load!" "That was hot," he replied. "But I should probably tell you that I'm really poz. And not on meds." With that, his profile and message disappeared - he had blocked me. His words hit me like a bolt of lightning. I was incubating his poz babies! I can't describe the feeling using any other word but shock. And yet, as I sat there stunned for a few minutes, another feeling began to take over. I was turned on. In fact, as I thought about his message my cock got rock hard and I was the horniest I've been since I was in my teens. I wanted to respond to him, but now I had no way to do so. But I knew his room number. Composing myself, I dashed out to my car and raced back to the hotel. I arrived at the room just as another guy - tall and slender, with a large bulge very prominently displayed by his tight jeans - exited. He had left the door ajar, and I pushed it open. I had no idea what I was going to say. A small part of me was angry that he hadn't disclosed his true status before dumping a load in my guts, but as a cum dump who isn't on prep, I accept the possibility that it might happen someday - knowingly or not. Much more of me was excited at the prospect, and hungry for round two. Once again my eyes began adjusting to the dark, and I saw that this time, he was on his back on the bed. He was stroking his cock. "I hoped that would get you back here," he said. I could hear the sneer in his voice. "Are you - are you really poz?" I stammered. "Yup, and since you're here, come take another load." I didn't need to think about it. The hunger took over and I dropped my clothes on the floor where I stood. He wagged his cock at me and I climbed up on the bed, taking the proffered bottle of poppers while I was at it. A couple of big whiffs, and I was swinging my left leg over his body. Reaching behind me, I took his hard cock in my hand and guided it to my hole. "If the last one didn't take, I hope this one does," he said, and this time I could just make out the grin on his face. Without hesitation, I sat back on his cock. I slid inside me with ease, no doubt helped by the gape and load he left me with not an hour before. I rocked back and forth, feeling his shaft sliding in and out of me. He grabbed me by the hips and began pounding me hard. I knew his next orgasm was imminent. Sure enough, he moaned as his cock pumped a second poz load deep inside me. As I had done before, once the pulses subsided I slid off his cock and down his body, taking his softening cock into my mouth. I savored the taste once again of cum and ass mixed together, and made sure not to leave a drop behind. "I'll let you know next time I'm in town," he said as I dressed. "Please do," I replied. "I'll take your load as often as I can." I was a little surprised at how calm I was. Maybe it was the peace of finally knowing that it had happened, that I no longer had to go into each encounter wondering if this is the time I'm going to get pozzed. I could lean into it and fully enjoy myself. I got home to find that he had unblocked me on Grindr and sent me a thank-you message, which left me grinning from ear to ear. I know I'll hear from him again. I can't wait.

SA meetings are great to hook up!

Teen seeder I was messaged by a fit chav lad in his late teens on his way to school and gagging to rim a fresh hole and was promised this lads wanked load over it when he was done in return. I agreed to a good tonguing and he made his way over. He had requested I was ass up on the bed in my jock when he arrived in his school uniform. He stripped off to his tenting grey CKs and white sox. I loved how boxers showed a distinctive wet patch from oozing precum. He dropped to his knees and treated me to a horny rim job. He had his tongue deep in my cunt and paused to bite my ass cheeks. He was slurping away for ages making my hole wet. I thought he was ready to wank when he stood up and started fingering my hole while working on his boner. He was slapping his wet teenage dick against my hole, he was soaking my hole with precum and pushing some inside me with his thumbs as he teased my hole. He must have been real horny as he changed his plan and pushed his boner inside me. I moaned with pleasure to enocourage him further, he didn’t disappoint and pushed on till the lad was balls deep. Then he went for it and started to pound my ass. It felt great so I just let him continue. His boner was rock solid and he knew what to do with it as he shifted to make sure I got the full effect of his rampant teenage dick from different angles. He pounded me good and only spoke when he told me he was about to cum. I told him to go ahead and breed my cunt. He responded and with a few hard thrusts shot his morning load inside me. I could feel him pump his teenage spunk deep inside me. He paused then pulled out and unleashed his dripping cum from my cunt. He knew just what to do so pushed his dick back back inside and made sure I took his full Load. He was as done so finally pulled out and dressed back in his school uniform, tagging my ass CUM SLUT as he left. I wondered if he’d tell his m8s about his morning adventure!

The afternoon at school was like a daze. Tom was having flashbacks. The end of the day announcements pulled him back to reality. Tom Kistner, report to Coach C's office immediately. Tom picked up his things and headed for the office. All coach said was, "After practice, I have some things to show you." Suit up and give it all you've got. Wait, Pull down your pants." As Tom did, Coach pulled the plug out, had Tom lick it and said, "You can't be on the field with this in you." Tom went into the john and let the cum run out. It was mostly watery. He flushed it away, sadly. Dressed for the field, the guys in the locker room asked about the interview. Tom said it was rigorous. They asked if there were game films. Tom let the know there were films. Practice was gruelling. Tom expended all his energy, gave his all. There were a few men in the stands watching. He wondered if they were the interviewers. That would have to wait. JD was filming practice as he always did. After 6pm, Coach said hit the showers and head for home. To Tom he said, "after you have supper, my house. " Tom said he would be there. When he walked in the house, his mom said, "There's my studly football boy. Dinner is on the table." Tom sat down with his Dad and his brother Rob. They had the usual dinner conversations. Tom said, "I had an interview for a scholarship today." His Dad beamed thinking how much money it could save the family. Dad said, "Son if you can get scholarships, it will make a big difference for our family budget." Tom knew he would take all the money he could get. At 7:30, Tom rang Coach's doorbell. Coach opened it and pulled the boy in. The room was not well lit and Coach sent Tom to a chair facing the TV. He said, "Watch carefully, this is raw footage. It will be edited to make a better video." Tom couldn't believe his eyes. It was Tom face down ass up. A huge man approached him. Tom could see one fat cock headed for his ass. Then it began, the man saying," take my load, you filthy slut. You know you want it. Tell me you want it." Tom heard himself say, "Give it to me, wreck my hole." The second feature was a smaller guy but he had a bigger cock. Tom heard himself saying, "Fuck me, please fuck me. Fill my cunt with your cum. The man did. He got off the bed and left. God, the third guy was the desk clerk at the hotel. He recognized him immediately. By now, Tom was begging for cock, Pleading to be fucked. Tom didn't remember that. Coach said, "these videos will be available to select people who will pay large amounts of money. We will pay the filmers, editors, and split the profits. Your portion will go into a scholarship fun to add to what I know you will get from State. We will be making more videos. If Possible, I want them to see you just masked, coming in, stripping for the camera and laying on the bed, ready to take the first cock I bring in. By the way, the desk clerk will be a regular." He knows who you are and won't ruin his life with his wife and kids by exposing you." We play Friday night in Carmel. Next filming Saturday afternoon," Coach said. "Will you be ready." Tom only thought of money, his family's budget, and how good being fucked felt and answered, "Yes, SIR."

Popped into a sauna on the way home yesterday. It can be one where it is generally quite, I was not expecting any action but just to actually use the facilities n chill… I was wrong! after a sit in steam room I popped upto the cinema to cool down. There were 6 guys in there all wanking I sat down and shortly after a young Arab walked in sat by me and got his massive cock out. He grabbed my hard n pushed me onto it. Not one to complain I obliged and very soon more hands were all over me touching pulling probing, I heard the tear of a lube packet and a cock slid in my hole the Arab told him to cum deep as he wanted to use it as his lube this guy obliged fucked hard n fast to dump his load. The Arab then jumped up n forced his meaty dick in. He was not messing around he dominated that hole. I’ve not had it that rough in a while he took 20 minutes to cum I of course fuked him clean. As I cleaned him up he said I must wait as his mates will want to use me too. Shortly after 3 more arrived, all very dominant rough tops used me and exploded inside performing for all the other guys in the sauna to see. after they left one do the older guys said it was the best porn scene he had ever watched and asked if he could play with my cummy hole as he didn’t fuck but love to play. I could not refuse and for a further hour or so he played with my hole making it gape, sliding more and more fingers in and out feeling the cum and my fleshy insides pushing the cum in deep. He managed to get his hand in which is rare for me but his hand was small and skinny and it helped to push that cum deeper inside. it was a great afternoon and it took a while to recover to carry on the drive home not sure I will ever take a thought of a quiet Friday for granted again

I am addicted to Ass. Have been since I was in high school. Whether it’s Dick, tongue, toys, especially speculum, fisting, whatever, I love playing with Ass. I love playing with a hole and in a hole. I find it extremely erotic and intimate to stuff my fist up a man’s ass and I love being on my back looking over my belly and dick While he fills up my hole. It may not be an addiction but ass Play is my favourite.

I recently discovered a local cruising spot in West London. It’s not very busy like Hampstead Heath, but a nice mix of local horny guys that want to fuck. I visited a few weeks ago when the weather was mild, it was still light, but dusk started to fall and was mild. I walked in, straight to the cruising spot, well hidden and secluded. A few guys were there already, one guy getting fucked by two other guys, they were taking turns on his wet and very hungry hole. I stepped up, dropped my trousers and the bttm turned around and just took my hard cock bare, he was already wet and wanted cum. We three took turns fucking his perfectly round muscle ass when a tall mixed race guy joined us. He was tall and muscular and smoking. I was still fucking this guy when the new guy whispered in my ear that if I follow him, he’ll give me what I need….. So out of curiosity I pulled out and followed him, deeper into the wooded area to a spot very well hidden from street view, but you can watch out over the park. To my surprise, this guy unzips his jacket and pulls down his tracksuit pants to reveal a set of legs and delicious round ass with a massive pair of balls hanging between his cheeks! He bent over a bench and offered me his ass, which I ate for ages.It took me by surprise because I thought he would be top and thought there would only be oral, but he then pulled me up and said I need to slide my cock into his hungry cunt and fill him up with my cum because he needs to unload. My cock was rock hard, pulsing, then he took it and just slid it into his wet hole. It was the best ass I’ve ever fucked, he knew what to do and what he wanted and what I wanted - deep passionate fucking, outdoors in nature. He was bent over, legs spread wide and he was using his hole to milk my cock and somehow “suck” me in deeper into his ass. We fucked all over that bench and at one point was completely naked, him straddling me and riding me until I couldn’t hold back any longer and came hard and deep inside him, I came a lot! He then shot his load over my chest. We met up again tonight, down a quiet road behind some trees. He was horny from spending the day with his wife and family and needed cock inside his ass. We fucked for 15 minutes, quietly and passionately till he asked me to fill his cunt. I feel like I’m in a porn film with him, lol!

Bang my prostate and I’ll shower myself … or him

When I started University times were tough. I had to move to the city to study, and the small allowance my parents gave me didn't cover costs. Living in college was ok, but the food was never enough, and i had no money for beer or fun, and no time for a regular job because of my studies, so I tried to pick up odd jobs around the neighbourhood to earn a bit of spare cash. It was just stuff like mowing lawns, painting fences and cleaning gutters, but it helped me scrape enough to get by. I adveritised my services by door knocking, and I had little cards I would distribute as well, just in case anyone wanted to call me later. I did it mostly on Saturdays, as that was when I had most time, and it left the evenings free for picking up girls. I was pretty talented with the ladies, and rarely went a night without scoring. One particular Saturday however when I was door-knocking in a new neighbourhood, I had a very different experience. I knocked on the door to a normal looking house; the man who answered the door was big and burly. I suppose he was around 50. He had a big handlebar moustache, and was wearing black jeans with a small black leather vest which was open at the front revealing a hairy chest and big beer gut. He also had an unusual tattoo on his upper arm, which i didn't know then, but now recognize as a biohazard symbol. I commented on it as I went past, as I thought it was a nice design and had been thinking of getting a tattoo of my own at some time. He told me I had to earn one of those, but i didn't understand. I explained why I was knocking, and he offered me $10 to mow his back lawn. I was a bit disappointed by the offer as $10 wouldn't go far, but seeing my disappointment he said he would pay me $20 dollars if I mowed the lawn in nothing but my jocks. Now I was not gay, but I wasn't shy either, and it was a fuckin' hot day, and his back yard was enclosed, and I needed the money, so I thought 'what the hell' and agreed to do it. He led me through the house to the back yard, and my attention was drawn to his computer in his bedroom, as it made a message-received sound on a chat program as I walked past. I noted he also had a webcam set up. He showed me the lawn mower, and without much fanfare i started the mower, undressed and started going about my business. The homeowner gathered up my clothing and took them inside for safe keeping. I must say its a bit odd mowing a lawn with little more than a jock and shoes. Twigs and branches sure sting when they whip past your legs, but it wasn't really much of a challenge: it was a small yard. Within about half an hour I was finished. Although it wasn't a particularly difficult day, and I was largely naked, the heat had caused me to break-out into a heavy sweat. The homeowner had watched most of the mowng apart from a few minutes when he had popped onto his computer and do a few other things. After I had finished and put away the lawn mower, he called me over for a chat. He said his nickname was Daddybear and he was glad i had mowed his lawn, because he had other plans for his afternoon. He asked me to step inside for payment, and offered me a drink of home-made ginger beer. I was happy to accept his offer. While he went to get his wallet, I downed the beer. I can honestly say it was the most terrible beer I had ever had. It was bitter as hell, and if it hadn't been ice cold, I would not have finished it, but I did so, finishing-up about the time he arrived with his wallet. He smiled, saying he was pleased I liked the beer. At that point I started to feel a bit giddy, and Daddybear saw me steady myself. He gave me another beer, saying it had the right combination of salts and sugars to hydrate me. I took him up on the second beer, and while it was only marginally better than the first one, I downed it, thinking it would counter what I assumed was dehydration. This was, as it turned out, a very bad idea. The next thing i remember I was gagging on some sort of ball thing that was shoved in my mouth, with like a harness strpping it behind my head. When I went to pull it out I realized my hands were cuffed to the headposts of a bed, I was unable to move, and I was laying on my stomach. A stack of firm pillows were propped under my hips making me bend in the middle to almost as if I was kneeling. My feet were also secured to the foot of the bed - I assumed by ropes. I couldn't believe the situation in which I found myself. I was now completely naked, and conscious of the cold air which was circulating between my butt cleft, which felt moist. I then heard the voice of Daddybear "ah, you're awake... welcome back! I have just finished preparing you!" It didn't take a PhD to figure-out what he had in mind, but in my position I could see no recourse. No amount of stuggling would free me from my bonds, and the effect of whatever had been dissolved in the drink still lingered and made my mind move very slowly. I was conscious the computer on the desk beside the bed which I had noticed on the way in was going frantic with received messages on chat programs, and I saw a webcam staring back at me from beside it. I saw Daddybear out the corner of my eye on the side of the bed away from the computer and noted that he had now shed his jeans and vest. He was naked. A huge uncut cock stood proudly about a hairy and full looking scrotum. He removed a tube from a night table drawer, and squeezed some clear gel onto his cock, lubing it up thoroughly. As he did so, his foreskin retracted, revealing a bright red head with precum oozing from it! "Look what Daddy has for you, boy!" he leered. "Aren't you lucky?" This was a scene out of the movie 'Deliverance'. At that point i felt anything but lucky. My stomach was in knots, but at the same time I couldn't help but feel my own cock twitch and begin to swell against the pillows. Daddybear walked back behind me, and i felt the mattress sway as he got on, moving behind me on his knees. He placed one hand on my back, and then very rapidly shoved a finger into my asshole and i flet his long fingernail scrape asit plunged in. i tried to cry out, but the ball in my mouth muffled any sound, and as he probed deeper to my prostate i found myself whimpering as my cock betrayed me and continued to swell against the pillows. Daddybear soon enough withdrew his finger and shuffled-up the bed further. I then felt him as he leaned forward, and placed the head of his cock at my hole, as he whispered in my ear "get ready, this is going to hurt some, but if you like, you can have some poppers to ease the pain." I had no idea what poppers were, but I didn't want any of this, let alone pain, so I nodded, and thru the dinging of arriving messages on the chat program I heard the crack and faint hiss of a bottle being opened. Daddybear then thrust under my nose and ordered me to inhale the fumes of what I since learned was amyl nitrate, an smell i will never forget. With the ball in my mouth I could do nothing but inhale through my nose. I could feel the pulse thumping in my head, and felt my ears flush and everything spin. Then the bottle was taken away and i felt Daddybear thrust forward. The lube and the amyl combined to ensure his rigid cock would be successful, and sure enough, I felt a searing pain as the head of his cock popped in. He held still for a second, but soon grew impatient and shoved again. I could feel the head of his cock sliding in further aided, perhaps, by its foreskin sheath. His cock was huge and he kept shoving it painfully inch by inch deeper inside me until I could feel the heat of his beer belly resting my back. The light touch of his testicles brushed up against my own. He let my ass stretch to adjust and accommodate before starting long thrusts back and forward, slowly at first, but building in speed until he was holding my hips and pumping me as fast as he could. I could hear his breathing getting faster and his thrusts getting stronger, and the repetitive onslaughts on my prostate were getting to much, but then he gripped my ass tighter with both hands, leaving bruises which lasted for weeks, and then grunted. I knew he was cumming. I felt the pulsations of his cock against my prostate, and I felt the gush of fluid as his sperm hit my ass, and before i knew it my own cock was shooting cum, as if his cum had gone right through me. He collapsed on top of me, gasping, his belly filling the small of my back, and his rough breath in my ear, but all the while keeping his cock as deep in me as possible. As his breathing settled he whispered in my ear "now I own you bitch! I have bred you! Now daddy's DNA is in you and you will never get it out! You're mine for life!" I didn't understand precisely what he meant, but I understood in some sense, that the exchange meant me owned me. He slowly withdrew, and stepped back, before undoing my hand cuffs and leaving me to untie my legs. I did so, and quickly got up and got dressed with my clothes which were piled on the floor. I needed to wipe away the goo on my ass, and noticed some white stuff tinged with blood which leaked out, but i was in too much of a hurry to get out of there to wipe thoroughly. I just put on my pants and left the room. Daddybear was waiting outside the room for me, and handed me two $20 dollar bills: one for the work on his lawn, the second as a token of his appreciation. I hurriedly left, and ran back to my dorm where I took a shower, and tried to forget the whole horrible experience. I have since learned this is typical behavior for anyone who has been raped. Of course I was much too embarrassed to ever tell anyone, let one the police. I was straight and that was that! I had no idea why my cock had been so hard during my experience, but wondered if there was a message in its response to Daddybear. I heard from Daddybear three weeks later when he rang to ask if i could mow his lawn again. I had apparently left my card with him. I mumbled something like 'no, you fuckin' bastard', but in truth I wasn't feeling well. In fact, I was feeling so poorly I went to see the University doctor, and he said I had a glandular fever, whatever that was. I had a background fever and sore throat for a week with swollen glands. Apparently it was common in my age group, especially with all the girls I was snogging! I spent the next five years fucking girls left right and centre to prove to myself that I wasn't gay. Some time a girl i had slept with unprotected told me she had tested HIV+ when donating blood, and I should get myself tested. It's safe to say that i know what the biohazard symbol means now.

When I get to watch back some close-up video clips of his beautiful hardon as he mounts and penetrates me until I get to watch him throbbing balls deep inside me as he unloads those horny balls and all of his manhood into my welCUMing ass. I think my ass makes the perfect canvas for showing off a sexy hard cock and full sack. I love all men - regardless of what you look like or how hung you are. The best part of close-up porn is that focus is where it should be on your cock n balls using my sexy insatiable hole to build up a nice fun orgasm to capture on video. Imagine your throbbing hardon pulsing inside my sweet hole as you make me yours and empty out that sack of every possible drop. Please message me if you want to make some memories. Wink.

A BBC! Just being honest…

Have you considered doing resistance training i.e. weight training? Many studies including my cardiologist indicated that combining light/medium weight training with cardio exercises yield best results in terms of improvement of heart health.

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! 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For me it was the awareness that the Condom Edict of the early eighties, that we thought was only going to last five years, was still in force thirty years later. Anti-retrovirals mean that I'm essentially non-infectious (I can't rule out the possibility of blips in my viral load, but a jump to infectious levels would most likely be accompanied by illness of some description: the normal blip is less than 100 points) and superinfection remains pretty much theoretical in that it happens about once a year in the entire world. So why the hell not? I couldn't think of a reason: I'd been BBing with other poz guys who I knew reasonably well since the late eighties, and loathe the sensation of rubbers (to me their only use is to deny a bottom the cum he wants as a punishment). ED makes it rare for me to fuck as the standard remedies don't work or give me all the side effects and none of the fun, so I'm more likely to end up getting my ass filled. Shit, but I've missed that sensation!

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

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

Part 2 After swallowing my roommate’s cum, which I actually found tasty, I was ordered on the bed by Jeff, “On the bed slam bitch!” Jeff and Mark disappeared into the bathroom as I smoked some more from the pipe and Caleb sat on the edge of the bed recovering from his orgasm. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen as Caleb looked at me and let me know, “You did a fantastic job sucking my cock roomy. Did you enjoy it as much as I did?” As I was taking a hit on the pipe I shrugged my shoulders in an ‘I don’t know’ fashion. Caleb added, “Were going to have a lot more times like this back at the dorm once we get you completely out of your shell. If you like the pipe as much as you’ve been sucking on it, you’re going to love slamming.” Caleb rubbed my leg as he said this and I was blowing out a big cloud. Just then Jeff and Mark came out of the bedroom with 4 syringes in their hands and a couple pieces of rubber strips over their shoulders. Mark said, “Let’s do this?” Caleb took one of the syringes and approached my left side while Jeff and Mark were fixing the rubber strip on their upper arms. Caleb told me to relax as he tied the rubber strip on my upper arm just like Jeff and Mark had done to themselves. I watched Jeff and Mark take the syringe each had and stick it into their own arm as I felt a cool sensation on my arm. I looked to watch Caleb stick the needle into a very prominent vein as I heard coughing coming from Jeff and Mark. I looked over to see the two naked guys start to kiss with very noticeable hard dicks. After Caleb pulled the needle from my arm he quickly tells me “You will probably feel the temperature in the room jump and a mild difficulty to breathe before you cough out a few times as your breathing and heart rate will increase. Just ride your rush and let us do the work.” Caleb leaned in and kissed me as I felt him pull the rubber band form my arm. Just as he had described I felt the temperature jump and I coughed out and my breathing and heart speed up. While I felt my body become more sensitive Jeff and Mark joined me on the bed and Caleb did his own injection (I later learned was called a slam). All I could say was “Fuck, I feel fantastic.” Jeff let me know that they knew I would enjoy all this when Caleb first told us you were a virgin and never seemed interested in the opposite sex. I hear Caleb cough out as I felt Mark push my legs up and begin to lick my ass. As Jeff moved in to kiss me. I accepted the kiss with a passion I never knew I had inside me. As the two roommates were working on me I saw Caleb approach with his dick fully hard again. Jeff pulled away allowing Caleb to place his cock at my lips. This time I didn’t need a bet to open my mouth as I let Caleb slide his cock inside my mouth for the second time that night. As I sucked Caleb’s cock I felt my legs pushed farther up as the ‘attention’ my ass was getting stopped. Caleb seemed to know what I was thinking as he said to me, “Shh, don’t worry, your hole will soon be filled more than you ever thought possible” as I felt something stiff (yet soft) begin to push inside me. I thought it was going to hurt when I felt the greatest pleasure I had never felt before. Caleb took his cock from my mouth as I looked between my legs to see Mark kneeling there pushing his cock inside my ass. My head was pulled to my right side and Jeff gave me his cock to suck. Caleb moved in behind Mark while I started to suck Jeff. Mark pushed his cock deep inside me as it looked like Caleb was working his cock inside Mark. Once they were positioned Mark resumed fucking me and himself back onto Caleb’s cock. I’m not sure how long we were in that position before I heard Mark grunt out and I felt his cock spasm inside my ass. Mark leaned in kissed me and pulled his softening cock from my ass. He was replaced by Jeff who slid inside my hole very easily followed by Caleb sticking his cock inside Jeff. Jeff began the same thing Mark had just done fucking me and himself back on Caleb. Mark moved up to my head and put his limp cock at my lips. I was already opening my mouth as he told me to clean his cock off. The taste of Mark’s cock was slightly different then Caleb’s tasted. That’s when I heard Jeff ask me, “Yeah, you like the taste of your ass on my cock mixed with my cum, don’t you?” Again I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when I heard Jeff begin to moan and groan that I never heard from Mark and he let it known that he was about to fill me with his load. I felt his cock expand and spasm within me as he filled me with his load. After he was done filling me he leaned in for a kiss and pulled out letting Caleb get his turn at my ass. Caleb quickly filled me with his monster of a cock as Jeff had me clean his off. While I had Jeff inside my mouth I felt a ‘push’ from Jeff as I saw Mark was behind him apparently sliding his cock inside his roommate’s hole. Caleb was slowly fucking me as I sucked Jeff who was getting fucked by Mark. It was almost like a scene from a porno. I felt Jeff’s cock begin to harden in my mouth as Caleb began to really work my ass. I’m not sure how long we were in this position but I could tell that it seemed that Mark and Jeff were getting close. It seemed that the two came almost simultaneously as I was eating my second load of cum. The two roommates took a seat on the edge of the bed as they watched Caleb start to pound my ass. Caleb’s cock felt great inside me as it felt like it kept getting harder and harder. Almost like he did when I sucked his cock he reached down, rubbed my chest as he complimented me on how great my ass felt, how tight my body looked and what a great year we were going to have from this point on. Caleb leaned in to kiss me as I felt him explode deep inside me. After our kiss as he kept working his cock inside my cum filled hole we looked into each other’s eyes as if we made a life altering connection. This went on for two more days with a few more slams to keep us going before we headed back to the dorms. By the time Caleb and I got back to our room I was drained and ready to sleep. It was apparent that things were going to change, instead of climbing into my bed, Caleb and I climbed into his together. Our life as roommates did change. I have to remember to thank the dorm manager for making this arrangement.

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.

Nicholas sat in his car a block from the trailer part working up his nerve. It was either this or marry that bitch Gwen and Gwen, who thought she had him by the balls, was thin and flat chested. She had a face that looked like she had been chasing parked cars and repeatedly smashed it into the bumper out of sheer stupidity. She had also flat out said she would do everything she could to make his life as miserable as possible just for the entertainment value of it. They had hated each other since childhood and it had only gotten worse when circumstances made it look like they would be forced to marry Nick had one alternative but only if he kept a secret only he knew. It all depended on the man he had finally tracked down to this trailer park. The mans name was Tex ***** Tex felt better today. He had been ill for two days with flu like symptoms “The Bug Flu probably” he thought “If so I’m already toxic to others” Tex was in his early 50s though you could not tell from his body or his face. Most people would guess 35 tops. His skin was the color of coffee with just enough cream in it thanks to his mother. She was an exotic Egyptian woman his Dad had met while in the army stationed in Europe Their marriage had not lasted, mostly ecause his mother had a very low tolerance for bullshit. She lived in Paris now and her current boyfriend was 15 years younger than Tex himself. Go mom He had gotten the blue eyes and straight black hair from his dad he also got his tall well muscled 6 foot frae and light body hair from the man. He had never seen his dad naked so he had no idea which side had granted him the ten inch, thick monster between his legs he jokingly called “Tex Junior” He was usually a total top but he had finally given in to his friend Zeke’s repeated requests to poz him. He knew Zeke from his earliest days in the bathhouse. You had met years ago on what had been the first visit there for both men. They had shared a couple bottoms that night and become friends whenever they saw each other on future visits. Every time they saw each other Zeke had said he would love to poz him “Not tonight my friend” Tex would laugh Tex had watched Zeke gradually develop that demon-like persona and had honestly worried about kos friends sanity until Tommy had come along and rescued him from his own darkness. Each time they met after that Zeke would tell him about his latest adventures with the beautiful young man Three weeks ago he and Zeke had been watching Zeke’s two life partners, Tommy and Red poz a couple twinks and it looked like so much fun. Tex had surprised himself by saying “You ready for that crack at my ass you been wanting for so long Zeke?” “Any time, any place Tex” Zeke said perking up *********************** “Finall-fucking-ly” Gabriel said from behind Tex’s eyes. Only one being on this planet could hear him “We have been pushing these two to fuck for years” Ezekiel agreed “This is going to be good" It was the first time they had ever gotten two of their major agents together this way in a century and they loved how it felt to have sex on both the higher and lower planes at the same time. They could only do that with major agents they had discover in the distant past Just like Ezekiel used Zeke to change people’s life paths Gabriel used Tex, Neither human knew how seemingly random things they had done had saved someone from a future of misery or even saved the world Gabriel and Zeke flowed into each other almost merging completely in their higher form of sex as their agents approached each other *********************** “What made you change your mind?” Zeke asked “It just seems like the right thing to do tonight, how do you want me?” Tex responded a bit nervously. Zeke was every bit as hung as he was Surprisingly Zeke leaned in to kiss him and they made out against the wall for a while. That caught people’s attention. Zeke never kissed anyone but his life partners in the bathhouse Tommy and Red just smiled and winked at each other. They knew Tex was special to Zeke Zeke broke off the kiss and finally answered “Your choice my friend. You are not just some random guy I am pozzing for the fun of it. You mean a lot to me” I think on my side on the couch here would be easiest” Indicating the throne like couch Zeke and his men reigned from “Go easy on my buddy I have not been fucked in years” Zeke lay down and stretched out holding his arms open as Tex joined him. They made out for a while longer then Tex said “I’m ready” and rolled over He grit his teeth as Zeke worked his way in as gently as he could. After a few moments Tex started to enjoy the feeling of fullness and even squeezed Zeke inside of him “It feels even better than I thought it would when you do that “Zeke groaned as he began sliding in and out Tex felt long thin fingers circle his nipples then gently pinch and groaned himself. His cock stuck straight out and it dripped precum onto the couch They didn’t last long, Soon Zeke’s breath came in ragged gasps as Tex ground back into him and as he felt Zeke’s toxic cum fill his insides his cock shot off sending cum spewing across the room Zeke rolled him back over and they made out again for a while. It had been incredible and special for both f them *********************** As the two humans came Gabriel and Ezekiel literally exploded as their higher orgasm blew them away from each other seconds before they merged completely/. The pieces of each of them flowed back together and they stood panting though they had no actual need to breathe They came back together and held each other floating in mid air kissing like humans That had been the ultimate expression of the love they had felt since the precursors of Man had evolved the ability to feel the emotion over a million years ago “Lets not wait another century to do that again” Gabriel said “Truly, though I don’t think we should ever get these two together again. They both have to much to do to get hung up on each other” “I know” Gabriel said then a possible future caught his attention “Hey look at this and especially look at HIM, He has all the prerequisites to be yonr of your major agents and he has almost as much potential as your Zeke does” “Yeah, I have lost a few major agents lately, They all pass eventually. If I take him on and we nudge here and here we should be able to…” Ezekiel said “He’s not going to like it at first but his other choices are much worse for him. It’s one of those “for his own good” situations” “We have never managed to get two of our major agents together like that but look what they can accomplish and think of all the times we can repeat today!” Gabriel said That decided Ezekiel, He leaped behind the eyes of the guy they were looking at and made the minor changes inside making him a major agent. He already had hundreds of thousands of them around the world and he could be in all of them at the same time with no problem The man’s name was Nicholas *********************** Nicholas still sat in his car. This was crazy! He couldn’t do this! For one thing he was straight! What id Tex wanted to… and he would have to,,, in a very real way he would be putting himself ay Tex’s mercy if he did this. And then there was that final secret. The other option was Gwen though, At least there was a chance Tex was a good person That decided him He got out of the car and knocked on the trailer door and knocked ***** Tex had showered and made breakfast. He planned to walk the three blocks to the park and cruise a bit. He was horny after two days being sick and not getting off He slipped into his walking shorts s which kept him from getting arrested but did very little else, they were so tight, when he heard a knock on his door The man standing outside looked like he was in his mid to late 20s, He had green eyes, reddish brown hair in tight curls that suggested a mixed heritage despite his pale creamy skin. He was about five foot seven, stocky and fit. To put it succinctly he was the type of man Tex liked from his head to his toes He looked familiar. “I must have hooked up with him before” Tex thought and he unconsciously ran a hand over his bulge adjusting himself The man blanched then swallowed and said “Tex?” “Yeah, when did we hook up and remind me what your name is gorgeous. I’m glad you came back for more” Tex said and this time the grope was deliberate “Umm we have never hooked up since I have not seen you since I was about 8. I’m Sarah Peter's boy, Nicholas” Nick said Tex stopped rubbing his bulge and said “That would be the reason you look familiar. You look just like her on the face. You may as well come on in I’m sure you came here for a reason” he stepped back and let Nick pass “I think you were about 8 the last time I visited home. How is Sarah?” “She died in a car crash last year along with my dad” Nick said “I’m truly sorry to hear that” Tex said simply “So what can I do for you?” Tex said as they sat in the living room. He never would have guessed the answer to that question in a million years “You can marry me and come live with me” Nick said and he sounded serious “Ummmm, what?” Tex stammered “You can marry me and come live with me” Nick said again “Look, let me explain. First of all Your father was an asshole. No offense but he was” “No argument there” Tex agreed :He harassed my mother till the day he died but she never gave him the time of day. His house was next door to us” Nick said “I know, I spent my teen years there. It’s how I know your mom” Tex said “He used to watch her by the pool out his window and I swear he was masturbating. He always told me I should have been his son. Talk about creeping a kid out… just ewwww." Nick shuddered "Anyway since he could not have my mom he decided to ruin my life. In his will he left me everything but only if I marry someone descended from him by my 30the birthday. That's three months from now. I have to stay married to that person for 15 years. If they divorce me it’s all off. He made the will before gay marriage and so he thought my only choice would be your niece Gwen” “She is a little bitch isn’t she? Just like her mom” Tex said “So this is all about money? Are you really that hard up?” “Hardly” Nick said dryly “I started a company with some friends pf mine in by first year in college. It uses your genetics to tell you your ancestry, You have probably heard of it, I am a millionaire many times over” Nick said “Then why?” Tex asked “It’s what happens to all that money if I don't, Your dad was very well off, Probably one of the richest men in the country, All that stock he bought in that fruity computer company and other investments. Anyway if the money does not go t me and the person I marry it will get rolled into a political action pact and will only support the most rabid right wing politicians who want to set our country back socially 60 years, It will literally be used to push for every form of discrimination possible on the local, state and federal levels, Like I said your dad was an asshole” Nick said in disgust “I am totally straight but you are my only choice other than Gwen and she will delight in making me wish I had never been born for the next 15 years. She has flat out said so. I'm also sure she would divorce me at 14 years 11 months out of spite. On the bright side if I don’t marry her she will probably end up scrubbing toilets” Nick said smiling faintly at that thought “So, a gorgeous straight boy walks into my house and asks me to marry him. He has to do what I tell him if I do because if not I can just divorce him and wreck the country. Is that pretty much it? Tex asked Nick nodded Tex thought about it and found he had strong feelings about marriage, “This is important to me, Marriage I mean though I never met anyone I wanted to marry. I won’t marry someone I don’t think I can love and there needs to be at least a possibility that they love me back. If I marry someone we are going to sleep in the same bed every night and I’m going to fuck them probably every night. I might have HIV due to recent events. There is a pretty damn strong chance of it, I don’t bottom, I don’t play safe and I will never pull out so anyone in that situation will get infected most likely. If you can live with all that I am willing to try” Nick swallowed. He hadn’t counted on the HIV thing but even that was better than Gwen. “I will do my best to satisfy you and there is a possibility I could grow to love you. Love is not dependent on sexuality though it helps, I would ask that you be patient with me, I am a virgin when it comes to sex with a man. Oh and I have been told I snore” Nick said Then come sit on my lap and let me see how you kiss boy” Tex said Nick sighed and did what he was told kissing Tez was not that bad actually and he had done everything he could to avoid it Though it was slightly unethical he had even checked the genetic database his company had amassed looking for unknown love child of Tex’s Dad, He used Gwen/s DNA to run the search. She had used his company He had found one match but it was impossible to marry that person He had known since he had founded the company that the man he thought of as his dad was not his actual dad, He was from pure European stock, There was way to much north eastern African in his genetic makeup that didn’t come from his pure European mother either Nick was kissing his own father right now and no one could ever know *************************************************************************************** This has been bouncing around in my head for a while. Let me know what you think! Scanbu

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!

Hey guys, will be at Wet today (19th May) taking any cock and load that I can get into my hungry cunt. no load refused and the more public the better.

By 40 I thought I had tried everything at least once. One night in SF on a business trip changed all that. I was in my hotel room checking out a hookup site and got a hit by a nice looking guy. Simple profile, mid 30's. 5'9, 160 lbs. some hair. Big cock.... His pic was what I liked in a guy. Average Joe not deep into any scene. I sent him a hit back and he said he loved the pic of my furry ass, big beefy muscular build at 6'3 245, and wanted to know if I wanted to hang out for awhile. I sent my phone number and right away my phone rang. Small talk got me out of my room and over to Dan's place in the next hour. He met me at the door and led me to his bedroom. He offered me a bottled water from the night stand and we talked some more. He then asked me to stand up and show him my ass. Not too hard to do since i was wearing a pair of cargo shorts with no belt that like to travel south as i walked. When he saw my furry ass with nothing but a white jock strap he let out a cool "fuck yeah" and started to tell me how much he like a furry beefy ass to lick, kiss, suck, and fuck. When i bent over to pull up my shorts he told me to freeze. The next thing I heard was the sound of the flicks of a lighter. When I turned around he was deep into the draw of a huge hit of the pipe. He exhaled and offered it to me. I shook my head pulled up my shorts and started to button them. Until that day I had resisted the party life. But this time watching Dan kicked back in his chair holding the pipe in one hand and a torch in the other was just too tempting. I bumbled through the explanation I always gave which ended with why I always tried to practice safe sex, and he said "hey thats cool and I get you man. I looked at his handsome face and puppy dog brown eyes, and slowly started to unbutton my shorts. They fell to the floor and I pulled off my T shirt standing there in nothing but a jock strap and running shoes. He starred at me as i dropped to my knees in front of him. He then fired up the bowl and gave me my first shotgun, then my second, third, fourth, and fifth. That night we layed in his bed kissing and exploring each other with our mouths. We never slept but spent a few hours wrapped in each other. Once my head cleared I left and went back to my hotel. The next day I could barely focus on work waiting for a text or call from Dan. At 5 I texted him. " Was great to meet you. Would like to see you again". Right away came "Me too, you know where to find me" I finished my work stuff and headed to the gym for a quick workout. It was back and bicep day and i blew through back to focus on my arms. I ducked into the locker room for a nice long shower and by 9 I was out the door. Dan opened the door and gave me a very sweet hug and kiss. He then led me to his bedroom. Without a word said he put me on the bed and grabbed the pipe and torch. We shot gunned a few times and he put the pipe down. We both stripped down. Me wearing a jock strap and him sporting a big hardon. Big balls and a full bush that lead up to his bellybutton. What looked and felt big last night seemed ever bigger now. 8" and thick on a lean body made me fuckin hot. I dropped down to suck his cock and tasted a huge amount of precum. As I was sucking him he fired up and would bend over and give me a shotgun. A few minutes later I asked him if we could talk. "Of Course" he said. I told him I really liked him and more than anything wanted to spend the night with him. That I wanted him to enjoy my body and I trusted his judgement. Across his face came a grin follwed by a long kiss. He left the room for a few minutes returning with a small bag he sat on the night stand. He sat me on the bed and grabbed a strap from the bag. He wrapped it around my big bicep and made a big smile. It happened so fast I barely know what hit me. With laser precision he found and pierced one of the many bulging veins on my arm. I looked down and saw him pull back as the fluid turned red. He started to push forward asking me if it stung or burned. " All good" he continued until it was empty. He quickly pulled it ourt and undid the strap on my bicep. For the first time I was not in charge of my body. I started to feel this warmth move throughout me, and I let out two large dry coughs. He told me to lay back and raise my arm. As my head spun I looked at him like I have never looked at a man. Things I didn't notice before had me captivated. I was fucking turned on by his smooth hairless ribcage area and how the V shape in his pelvis made his cock and balls look even bigger. It made me want to open my legs and take what ever he gave me. He gave me a kiss made sure I was good and proceeded to put on a hot fucking show for me. From the bed I watch him tie off, and expertly hit himself. When he raised his arm the sight of his hairy pit made me moan. He came to the bed and climbed on top of me. I felt his cock pushing on my ass as we grabbed at each other. From the nightstand he grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted it on his big cock and then my furry ass. I was feeling fucking great as he shoved his cock in me. The thought of using a condom never entered my mind. As he pushed in a pulled out I could see his thick veiny cock enter and exit my ass. Deep thrusts until he pulled it out and put it in my mouth making me clean off all my ass juice. Another big grin and a "So how are you", "Fucking great man". He got out of the bed as I watched him grab for the bag again. He opened it up taking out two more "rigs" as he called them. Mesmerized now as he went through the same exact motions. Tie off, point, aim, hit, unstrap, cough and give up control of my body. Only this time everything was more intense as I laid back with my arm over my head. Cross eyed I watch him do the same and, again I saw the hottness of his body, the smell of a man who has been giving a good fuck to a big beefy man, and a cock I need back in my ass. As he kicked back in the chair riding his high I could feel my ass hunger for his cock. I asked him to fuck me. I was so spun I think I told him I wanted to have unsafe sex with him. The grin on his face was followed by his cock in my ass. Within a few minutes of his pounding and my begging for his load he started to jackhammer my ass until I felt the walls of my ass catch on fire. Six big squirts were buried deep in my ass until he collapsed on top of me in a sweaty mess. Still inside he continued to pulsate until his cock slipped out. He rolled off of me and guided my head and mouth to his cock to clean him off. He then moved his hand down to my ass and started to finger my hole. First soft and then harder as he finger banged my ass. I asked him if he liked my ass and he said "POSITIVELY"

I've always complained that Little Rock has no true Dom (Breeders) here. Well, I found someone on sniffies around 0300 this morning. The only comment was that it was going to hurt a little. Yeah right, I've heard that before. Well, it did. It was 7.5 +. and thick enough that I couldn't get much in my mouth. Hard as a rock, straight as can be and he pounded me me fast and long. I definitely felt it. Took me balls deep, hard, and fast. And boy did it burn! The only prep I had done was the fleets bottle I used to douch. Only lasted 10-15 min, but it was fast and hard the whole time.

Yes, and .... Why do you think that "s/a" can therefore be excluded? It seems that the quote applies equally to both substance use, and compulsive behavior, rooted in the same end-goal. What am I missing here?

I'll take mine black, but if the right situation comes around I can go white😵

I had a British guy eat out my ass for roughly an hour or so... Sometimes a top would come by to see what's happening and he would suck their cock hard and then direct the cock into my ass to unload so he could suck out the cum... In the end he even was able to fist my very sloppy and gaped hole... Best time I had in NZ Sauna in Amsterdam for a long time. Good and expert rimmers are hard to come by. When you find one, you have to give them your all as long as they want it.

My buddy says the same thing, he doesn't think he's a sex addict... but he goes to SA meeting and AA meetings to hook-up with me. LOL it's kinda crazy, but it works for him.

I don’t like the feel of rubber in my arse, simple. But more importantly, I don’t feel any connection to the man who’s fucking me if he has a condom. It’s only half the experience of a raw fuck… knowing this man is pounding my hole til it’s red and sore, then flooding it with his semen so I can absorb it (and him) fully. That just doesn’t happen with a rubber. And what sort of top would want to wear a rubber anyway?!! Not the sort of man I’d want. It’s also much more heightened if I’m off prep.

Junior Year This takes place during my third year in college. I guess I should tell you a little about myself first……. My name is Joey, I am nerd standing 5’9”, weighing 130 pounds, with brown hair, hazel eyes and a small dick, well, small in my mind. It’s just shy of 7” but I’ve always thought of it as small. I graduated high school when I was 15 years old. When I went to college my mother wouldn’t let me live in the dorms saying I was “too young”. Right before my third year I was a month shy of my 18th birthday the dorm manager assured my mother he would pair me with a good roommate so I wouldn’t get into trouble. That’s when I met Caleb. He was also a sophomore, 20 years old. He towered over me at 6’2”, but only outweighed me by about 10-15 pounds. He was a stick compared to me but he had a big dick. I saw him hard once and I swore it looked like it was nearly a foot long….actually he told me it was just over 8” during one of our late night bullshit sessions. He was like a big brother who looked out for me. Caleb introduced me to his two best friends who lived next to us in the dorm. They were Jeff and Mark. The four of us hung out a lot so when Caleb suggested that we get a hotel room to celebrate my birthday. Jeff said he knew of a few girls they could invite over including a freshman who was my age that was easy. I was so ready to be 18 and (from the talk) lose my virginity. My birthday was on Tuesday of the week and we were getting the room on Thursday sine we had Friday off for some faculty day and Monday off for some state holiday. On Tuesday the guys on the floor surprised me with a cake, but Caleb told me that the real party was going to be Thursday night. Over the next couple days I did my best to concentrate on school. After my last class on Thursday Caleb and I headed over to the hotel to get the room. It was decent hotel and the room was nice. I was surprised that we got a room with just a king size bed. Caleb explained that we got the room with one bed since a room with 2 queen beds was too much. Caleb and I got comfortable as we waited for Jeff and Mark to arrive with the girls. Caleb had the habit of relaxing in just a pair of mesh basketball short with nothing under them. To be cool I started to do the same since I could tell most every guy in the door seemed to do the same. We watched TV as we waited for the others to arrive. Jeff and Mark walked into the room alone. Caleb asked where the girls were and Jeff told us that they were supposed to be coming over later. As we continued to watch TV Jeff and Mark got ‘comfortable’ and I got my first look at them without clothes as they stripped down and slipped on mesh basketball shorts. Jeff was a little shorter then Caleb, maybe 6’, but weighed more since he was muscular, he probably weighed 160-170. Mark was about my height and weight. I noticed their dicks seemed to be close to what I had so maybe I didn’t have a small dick. After an hour Jeff tried to reach the girls to find out that they had made other plans. So Caleb said we were going to turn my birthday party into a stag party. I had heard about stag partied before and knew that they could be wild. I am not sure where it came from but all of a sudden there was a porn playing on the TV. It had a young guy built kind of like me with some hot babe getting his dick sucked. The guys started talking about sex, getting laid and blown and I had nothing to really contribute. As we were watching the porn a strange glass pipe appeared and the guys started to light a torch under the end producing a white smoke. Each guy took his turn and when it got to me I wasn’t sure what to do. Caleb told me it would help relax me and make the night more fun. I trusted Caleb and with his help I took my first hit. They guys cheered me on encouraged me to take a second then a third hit before I passed it to the next guy. The pipe went around several times but every time I got it the guys got me to take an extra hit (or two). Caleb leaned in and asked how I liked the Tina was making me feel. I let him know that I really liked the stuff we were smoking. While Caleb and I talked the others were putting more into the pipe. I looked at the video to suddenly see a second guy in the scene. They were taking turns on the babe as the guys began to talk shit with each other. Caleb told us that we now he’s got the biggest cock of all of us. Mark challenged him and somehow Jeff and I got dragged into this challenge. The deal was, the guy with the longest dick would be declared the winner. Jeff chimed in and asked what he would win when it was seen that he had the biggest cock? As the guys argued my eyes were fixed on the porn. The babe had left leaving the two guys horny with each other. Next I saw the two guys in the porn start to kiss and suck in 69. As my attention was focused on the porn I was asked if I was in. Not knowing it I said yes then hear one of the guys say, “then it’s settled, the guy with the biggest cock gets sucked by the others.” Huh? Did I just agree to suck the winner’s dick? I knew I wasn’t the biggest, but guess I agreed to the bet. From somewhere one of the guys pulled out a ruler and we each pulled down our shorts and each guy stroked his dick to get hard. For some reason I couldn’t get hard even though I felt incredibly horny. The guys continued to smoke as this went on and, of course, I was hitting the pipe more than the rest, but now without encouragement from the group. From the looks of things Caleb was so far the biggest, but I couldn’t get hard to measure. Caleb was declared the winner especially since I couldn’t get hard. Caleb waved his 8” cock around asking who would be the first to suck his cock. Jeff and Mark said the guy with the smallest should go first. As I watched the action on the screen I was offered the pipe before I took my turn sucking Caleb. After a couple good size hits I opened my mouth to begin I was told the rest of the bet. Caleb said as we all agreed the first round is one minute sucking, second round 2 minutes 3 round 3 minutes and so on until I cum. The guy sucking my cock when I cum must swallow my cum and then becomes the slam bitch. Not really knowing how to suck a dick I figured I won’t be eating Caleb’s load, but as we got into round 3 then 4 I think I was getting better at it as I would get Caleb moaning and telling me what a good job I was doing. When the others were taking their turn sucking Caleb’s dick the rest of us were smoking and I was watching the porn where this one guy was getting fucked by another guy with couple more standing around. It was my turn again and we were up to 6 minutes. I took a couple big hits off the pipe (4 actually) and began working on Caleb again. I’m not really sure how long I had been sucking Caleb. He was running his hand through my hair, making me feel good about what I was doing when he suddenly grabbed my head and I felt him begin to fire his load into my mouth. The guys just looked at me with lust in their eyes as Caleb recovered from his orgasm. Jeff just said, “on the bed slam bitch!”

I’ve started again. Since Jan 1, i go 6 days a week. 2.5 hours. M/W/F an hour spin, T/Th/Sat an hour aerobics. Each day followed an hour on the treadmill.

Please stop this hate speech thread now as it’s extremely disturbing and disruptive. Agree to disagree and stop it. Thanks Moderator: Thanks for being the voice of reason here. I second this request.

Jack you forgot to add Russia on your list of Hate. And just out of sheer curiosity , are you Gay ? Do you like to suck cocks ? I do.

The thing that saves the poll on this topic is the fact it gives something resembling a definition of addiction, which is paramount when it comes to the topic of sex. Reason being that in the monogamy minded world of religious dogma, having sex for recreational purposes--i.e. not specifically to produce offspring--or having sex with multiple partners are regarded as signs of sex addiction. In reality, any undertaking crosses the line between a passion to an addiction when it negatively impacts the regular functioning of your life like the ability to hold a job and pay your bills. In spite of what the Bible wavers insist, you can be promiscuous, you can enjoy sex for sport and you can have it often and still function as a normal adult. So yes, sex addiction is real, but if we apply the standard of addiction we apply to other things like gambling, recreational drug use, or shopping on e-bay/Amazon, rather than the baseless religious definition of sex addiction, the incidence of it is very low. I do porn, am in group use settings at least four days a month (and as many as fifteen days in a month), popperbate daily and use my big toys most days. To a Bible waver I am a massive sex addict, in spite of the fact I still hold a professional high skill/degree job, I still hit the gym multiple days a week, I still clean the house and walk the dog. So to an scientific minded person I am a fully realized sexually active adult.

I was working down in the industrial area, late one afternoon, last week. There's a spot where truck drivers park up. I walked down past the trucks and into the forrest, behind the truck park up. There are some hidden trails in the forest. I hung out in the spot in the trees for a little bit. A dude with jeans and a button up shirt came up to me. Not a truckie, but still masculine, he felt up the bulge in my work cargo pants. I opened his belt buckle and unbuttoned his jeans, and pushed his pants down. There was not much happening in his tight briefs. I put my hand inside his undies and rubbed his cock and balls, nice and sweaty down there. I put my hand over my nose and moth and I could smell his scent on there, it got my head going. He started to get hard, he had a thin cock. I pulled my pants down and stroked my cock. He was steel hard and I was horny, so I turned around and rubbed his cock on my hole. He did not pull away, so I rubbed some lube in my ass and he stuck his cock in. Hot. He got to fucking pretty quick. He was fucking a good rhythm, when I could see a truck driver in a black hoodie and jeans through the bushes watching us. I pointed to the truck driver, so my guy would not get spooked. My guy just kept at it, while the truckie watched. The truckie started to walk over to me an he unzipped his jeans and opened his belt buckle and flipped his cock out in front of me. He had a mushroom cock, a big head with a shorter shaft. My guy quietly blew his load up me and slid out, tidied up and left. The truckie wanted to be blown, but I was not into it, I just turned around and offered my ass. He struggled a little bit to push in, that big head, had to stretch my hole. Luckily, I already had a warm up. He tried a couple of times, and I bent right over forward to give him access. He finally got the head in and we were locked together. He did a lot of short and fast thrusts. Getting harder and pumping up his big head. He was just trying to get off as fast as possible, I find that hot. He did not take long and blew his load. He zipped up and got out of there. I didn't think much more would happen, because it was getting dark. So I started to walk off. I walked past another trucker in an orange high vis hoodie and dirty blue work pants, with reflective stripes. I walked around a tree, and walked back into the forest. He was in the spot, stroking his cock. He was a tough looking dude with loads of tattoos. I watched him stroke it for a minute, while slowly opening my pants and getting my cock out, I stroked it for a couple of minutes and let him watch me. I slowly walked closer to him, he reached out and stroked my cock. I was not sure what he was into, I showed him my ass, and he rubbed his large floppy cock on my crack. He teased my lubed hole for a bit, but was not hard enough to get it in. We stroked and watched each other for a while. Some other person was walking in the forest near by, and the truckie got spooked, zipped up and left. I stared walking back to my truck. I saw the guy in the orange hoodie get in his truck and drive off. I was parked further off, it was dark now, so I waked back along the industrial area, toward my truck. I went into the toilet block to take piss. It's an old block with no lights, just a skylight in the roof, it's pretty dark in there at night. I could make out a bearded dude in the large cubical with the door cracked open. I waked up to the urinal to "take a leak", but I was a bit hard to piss, so I stroked it for a bit. Another dude waked in, the cubical and the urinal were busy so he stood watching me, I was slowly stroking it. He flopped out his cock and stroked it. I moved toward him and we gave each other a quick tug. He didn't seem to be into it, so I walked into the cubical, where the bearded guy was clearly there to suck cock. I face fucked him for a while and then the other dude came into the cubical, I stood back and let him get to the cock sucker. We took turns. Anyway, I needed to get home so, I rubbed one out and blew on the floor. Left the other guys to their own thing.

If we mean physically, getting the bottom to grip my dick with his arse just tight enough such that I can slip my head in and out of my foreskin; the feeling as I exit my foreskin into his bare, unprotected arse almost always makes me cum really quickly. I don't have a poz fetish (I"m not a chaser and don't actively seek out poz people, undetectable or otherwise) but when I used to fuck my undetectable poz friend (we'd fuck all the time when we lived in the same city), doing the above plus knowing that I was in a poz arse would always tip me over the edge. We dropped the condoms years before the studies came out that U=U; I'd resigned myself to being pozzed by him but it seems if we'd been in that study, then we'd have proven its point too.

Coach opened the door to the room. Said you have lunch period 4? Tom answered that he did. Coach said, "Good, boy, I have another one for you. Just relax, he'll be here in2 min." Another one, Tom thought. Tom Twas totally confused. Meanwhile coach took his finger, made Tom lick it, stuck the finger in a baggy, and then in Tom's ass. It burned and Tom whined. Soon boy, it will feel so good. Just wait a minute or two. The knock on the door told Coach is was time to hood Tom again. Done quickly, Tom heard the door open and a deep voice say, "this the kid who wants to play?" When coach pulled the sheet off Tom to unveil the masterpiece, the man said, "Hell, you sure he's only 19 with all that fur." Here is his driver's license," Coach replied. The man played with Tom's furry ass saying, "I could comb it, but I'm in a hurry. I'm going to fuck it." Finger first had Tom writhing in pleasure. Tom's please Sir fuck me had the man ready. The man said, "You want this fat cock boy? Show me, back up on it." Tom reached around felt for the big cock hand helped to find it way into his hole. He pushed back surprised that he opened easily for it. His hole gulped the dick and Tom pushed back. Suddenly, he began to move back and forth moaning like a bitch. The feeling overwhelmed him. He began to say fuck me over and over. The man rolled Tom onto his back without removing his cock from Tom's hole. The minute he was over he began to pound Tom like a hammer on a nail. Tom pleaded, "harder, fuck me harder." Both man and boy were sweating like in a sauna. Suddenly, Tom shot a load out his cock. The man felt the orgasm in Tom's hole and shot his load as well. The man got up. Tom heard him get dressed and leave. Coach came in saying, "shower boy. I've got 5 Guys for us. Get that plug in you." Tom answered, "Yes, Sir." He slid the plug in but it was sliding out. Coach produced a larger one and Tom worked it in. The ate in the room. Coach said, "We have to get out of here now. They need to pick up cameras and lights." Tom didn't really understand but knew his hole wanted more than the plug. He asked, "Did you take videos?" Coach answered, "I didn't, but a friend did. I'll give you an address to find them on Internet. You can see how good you look all fucked up." "Was this the interview for scholarship," Tom asked. Coach said, "The scholarship is insured."

Jeff slept six hours and was awakened by Ezekiel administering a small slam. “They are ready for you,” he said, smiling as Jeff awoke filled with a burning need to get fucked. Ezekiel took him into the bathroom and touched up his shaving again, then gave the boy increasingly larger enemas with the shower shot, saying “You will soon thank me for giving you a little time to stretch. They will not be kind to you today.” After he had brought Jeff to the point of desperation with the amount of water he put him, Ezekiel stopped and bathed him. Jeff kneeled on the floor with his ass up as Ezekiel filled him with tina-lace lube, starting deep and filling his rectum until it overflowed, he then locked it in with a very big butt plug made of metal. By the time he was blindfolded and led into the dungeon he was fizzy with desire, the metal plug only held in by his concentration on keeping his loose hole closed. He was pushed to a kneeling position and he lowered his head as he knew he was required to do. One of the twins came and lifted him like he was a feather—“Hold that plug in, little cunt, or you will pay,” a deep voice boomed. He was strung up and immediately they started out at top speed, blasting him with their full force with straps, then belts, canes, switches and whips. Jeff screamed constantly, begging them to go slower, but they ignored him. Finally they removed his blindfold and as he blinked in the sudden light, he saw both men behind him holding bullwhips, reflected in a mirror in front of his red-striped body. “We have a message for you from your Daddy Jose. He says you will receive 5 stripes from each of us as a personal punishment from him,” Omar growled. Abdul says, “He says you have really hurt your Daddy Ben and Jose says your fate will be far worse if you ever violate their trust again. He also says he can’t wait to watch the video of your punishment.” They striped his back and ass, first one and then the other, each stripe bringing agony to Jeff. He screamed as each blow drew blood. By the 5th stripe he lost all of his will and hung there, his mouth in a tortured silent howl as they beat him like a piece of raw meat. They left him hanging, drooling and occasionally jerking from pain. When he roused, Abdul came up behind him and whispered, “Your Daddy Ben has asked us each to give you five more, as his personal message to you. He says that you hurt Jose with your dishonesty and if you ever do it again, he will see you regret it.” For the first couple of stripes, Jeff hung there, but some switch in his deep sub hidebrain flipped and he woke up eyes wide, his cock raging hard and pulsing, so unusual for him whenhigh on Tina. As the last few stripes landed, he shouted “Oh God I love you Daddy Jose, Oh God I love you Daddy Ben” and with the last stripe of the whip he came in a huge earth-shattering orgasm. The twins came up and stroked his chest, purring about how well he had done, and telling him that him cumming like that was one of the hottest things they’d seen in a long time. The twins rang the bell for Ezekiel who came and gave Jeff a round of antibiotic ointment, Ezekiel being as gentle as he could. Jeff was in a daze—high as a kite and still pushed beyond his ability to handle pain—when Omar came and gently laid him down. He lay on the floor exhausted, still panting, when he felt Omar begin to push something very big into his ass. When it got about 1/2 of the way in Omar pulled Jeff’s ass up, and slapped it. “Get yourself together, pretty little bitch. We have got plans for you,” Omar commanded. Jeff rallied and arched his back and got into position, holding his sore cheeks open. He could feel a little blood running and pooling in the small of his back. Omar then pushed the rest of the big toy into his hole. While he would ater learn the tool was a version of the twins cock only an inch bigger in diameter and two inches longer. Omar pushed the tool steadily and as Jeff began to buck and whine, he slapped his ass and said, “Tske it, boy, you know you love it.” Once the toy was deep inside him Jeff heard the sound of a ball squeeze and suddenly his hole was flooded with burning lube. Omar squeezed three more times in quick session and Jeff was overtaken with the combination of pleasure and pain that was a giant bump delivered from deep inside him all the way along his colon to his asshole. Omar smirked as Jeff began to quiver and quake. “That was a quarter gram, bitch,” and began to roughly fuck the boy with the huge dildo. After about 30 minutes of Omar using the huge toy on Jeff, he shoved it home and picked the boy up. “Abdul’s turn, boy,” he whispered as he carried the boy in his arms like a child, “You have never known pain like this, little bitch.” He brought the boy over to Abdul. Abdul faced them and held Jeff by his sides, Omar put his squared fist under the big toy filling the boys hole. Abdul began letting go, as the weight of the boys body slowly started forcing the the dildo’s base and huge balls into the boys hole. Jeff panted, as the base stretched his hole wider than Omar’s fist. Suddenly the base was past his ring and Jeff felt the huge fist enter him, driving the silicone cock deeper and deeper, Jeff started screaming and the men smiled and began kissing him passionately. Finally it ended, Omar’s fist was inside him and the big cock had driven deep inside him. Abdul held his body and then Jeff’s eyes shot wide open as Omar drove the big toy deeper, pushing towardsJeff’s second hole until the big base and balls were lodged at their widest point, stretching his second hole to a ridiculous size. Jeff was panting and moaning, unable to keep it together. His hole started spasmimg, causing him to scream as the entire whole colon tightened then panting as it loosened. The twins were merciless and held him there until he calmed down. Then Omar said, “Take this bitch,” as Jeff heard the air ball hanging still hanging out his ass and around Omar’s forearm squeeze six times. “There’s another 1/4 gram, little cunt.” Within seconds Jeff started going wild. They put him down on his knees—his hole quaking and shivering around the huge toy and Omar’s big forearm. Omar pushed forward while Abdul gave the boy hits of poppers. He got the toy and its huge base to the end of the boys second tunnel, his fist almost elbow deep when he stopped, the boy sweating buckets from the strain. He gently reached up and grabbed the base of the toy, stopping again when both his fist and the base of the toy were stretching his second ring. He then fucked the twink driving forward until the base was starting to stretch that next hole and bringing it back, fucking the boy for a good ten minutes with this nearly impossible stretch. Once the boy opened that area he brought it back and fucked the boy, pulling out to stretch his rectum to the max on the base and then smoothly fucking the second hole until he could do all of this easily. Satisfied the boy had submitted to the incredible stretch and that his hole was on fire with need he pulled the toy out slowly. When it popped out, the boys hole just gaped open. Omar slipped his cock into the boy and went all the way to the root—the spent, partied-up hole was like velvet grasping and fluttering around his huge cock. Omar let loose a giant load of chempiss, as the boy began to rock and moan. He pulled out, making sure Jeff kept his beautiful ass, red with welts, high in the air. Abdul then speared the boy to the hilt and delivered his own huge load. Abdul grabbed a rigid hard plastic toy—a series of four increasingly larger balls and threaded it into the boy, showing no mercy until the big final ball was wedged into the boys hungry cunt, showing no concern that the last two balls caused the boy to begin screaming in pain. But soon enough the screams turned to moans of desire as the enormous amount of tina delivered to the boys hole in the span of 10 minutes began to take hold. Once the boy started moaning Omar drove his fist into the boy, making the big ring start to breach the boys second hole. The boy arched his back the pain so intense that he just opened into an open “O” as Omar picked him up, fist still in place and brought him over to the area with the padded table. Abdul stood there, his cock rock hard, and he slapped the boy, already starting to grind around all of the deep intrusion, saying “Look bitch, look at a world of pain.” He turned the boys eyes to a long rubber blanked occupied with about 20 of the biggest and nastiest depth toys Abdul owned. The first one was the large metal tool he’d used at the end of their last session, and the toys then reverted to silicon and plastic, each with bigger and bigger balls, some with twisty ridges, some like heavily textured breaded rope, until the final one: a version of the first metal toy only twice as large. Each of the shapes on the metal toys grew bigger, starting the size of a tennis ball and ending in a long brutal shape the size of a football. Each of the toys glistened with a thick costing of lube and crystal, shimmering like demonic objects. Jeff, even though he was far gone, shivered. “Scared, boy,” Omar smirked. “Yes, master” Jeff replied, looking intently into Abdul’s dark eyes. “Scared but you know you need it, eh?” Abdul said. Jeff looked sheepish and admitted “Yes, Master, I crave your abuse.” Omar gently laid the boy down in the big padded gyno chair and gently pulled the huge balls out of the boys hole. He then began punching fisting the boy, going only to his elbow while Abdul adjusted the chair so there was a straight line from the boys clenching asshole to his chest. While Omar began increasing the brutality of his punches, he adjusted the boys bindings. One arm he restrained straight out—and using a permanent marker he marked off various suitable veins for the boys slams. He then put a small tube that connected to a poppers bottle and made sure the control was easily reachable from the position he would occupy. Once he was sure of the boys position he tapped his brother on the shoulder. Omar gave the boy a final series of 20 brutal squared fist to armpit hair punches and summarily pulled out, leaving Jeff an incoherent mess begging to be used. Abdul started with the larger of the two metal sets of shapes, covered in spikes and whorls. He was absolutely merciless, donning the chain mail glove, and then hreading the shapes into the boy one by one, slowly and relentlessly. Jeff was relatively open from all that Omar had done to him and he was higher than a kite. But the toy had been specially designed to be painful, and even in his state it was hard to take, especially since Abdul was pushing it in so mercilessly. When Abdul got to the final shape, with Jeff panting and groaning and shaking around the painful intrusion, he paused and twisted the entire thing in a half circle one way and then back. This delivered another giant payload while scratching and stimulating the boy. As soon as it went into effect, the boys hole came again alive with fresh desire. Abdul he pushed slowly but relentlessly, until his square fist was buried at the widest point of the boys inner hole. Jeff didn’t scream, he just shouted, “Oh god, Master, fuck me, hurt me, make me yours.” Abdul smiled and drove his square fist deep until the first of the golfball-sized shapes was deeper than the boy had ever taken. Once he made sure that all of the Tina had been delivered from, his chain mail fist, buried inside the boys third chamber, he fucked each of the boys holes, his big fist stretching him wide each time. He then slowly pulled the entire wild thing out. Jeff lay there panting, muttering “More, sir, please more.” He then methodically went through the toys, each one’s increasing size causing the boy intense pain. He worked slowly but showed no mercy, threading the balls and the wedges and the screwing silicon into the boys hole, forcing him to take each new pain before he had fully opened for the previous one. The boy got higher and higher, each toy delivering a small dose of Tina, and as he got higher he turned from feeling only pain to desiring. From time to time Abdul would stop and Omar would take over, punching the boy hard and deep, anytime he felt even the slightest resistance, he would punch that part of the boy’s inside until it offered no fight. He would do this for 15-30 minutes until he got tired of it and hand the boy’s training back to his brother. Abdul knew he had finally broken the boy’s will when he started threading a series of balls on a stiff core into Jeff’s clutching and gaping hole. The first ball was a twice the size of a golf ball and each one increased until the last one was a soccer ball. The boy just lay there panting and groaning as Abdul slid them into him one by one. Abdul smiled wickedly when the first ball got to be elbow deep and the boy just grunted and pushed his hips up, ready to take more. Abdul then picked up the pace, making the boy squirm and groan has he rapid fire pushed the rest of the balls into the boy, stretching the boys cunt around the soccer ball sized ball with one big push. By this point Jeff was unable to form a coherent thought. All he knew was his hole was on fire and he craved abuse. Avdul picked up the bigger metal toy and pushed hard until the toy was lodged all the way past the second ring and breaching the third ring at its widest point. He left it in position so it stretched each of the boys three holes to the max. The boy was so open there had been little resistance but the boy was panting hard. He let the toy rest until the boy started moaning and he slowly pushed it forward right to the point when another shape would go in. “Poppers, please brother,” Abdul said. Omar gave the boy four big hits and as Jeff got to the fourth hit Abdul pushed slowly and relentlessly, Jeff started into a kind of wail-moan, volume climbing as the toy drove deeper. Abdul knew the boy had taken larger toys that deep just moments ago, but the unique shape and absolute lack of bend in this toy made it difficult. As he got the second to last shape in—this was one like a smaller volley ball, and he rarely used all of it or the big football final ball in any hole beyond the second—the boy really started feeling it. Abdul moved slowly, giving the boy’s hole time to straighten itself in line with the toys demanding straight line. By this point Jeff was about to lose his mind from the intense pain/pleasure. He was chanting “Please fuck me, please use me” over and over. Abdul stood up, his cock rock hard. He saw Omar, attracted to what the boy was saying, coming over with the last bottle of spiked lube and a fresh set box of points, his big cock also rock hard. Abdul slapped the boy, getting his attention, “What do you need boy?” “Please stretch me sir, please use me.” “You want us to take things up a notch?” Abdul demanded. “Please sir take me higher, use me harder,” was Jeff’s desperate reply. “Okay, but we are going to go wild,” Omar warned. Jeff just started begging,”Stetch me, stretch me, stretch me.” Abdul smiled evilly and turned to his brother “Send him to paradise, and make it a pretty nice slam. He doesn’t need it but he wants it and he’s ready for us to unleash our animals.” Abdul sat in his fisting chair between the boy legs and poured another layer of crystal all over the top of the toy, smiling with excitement. The football would enter the boy and as long as it was at least 1/2 in, it would stretch both his holes. And only when it was almost at the entrance to the boys third hole, would it be all the way in. After the big slam sent the boy coughing for air, and it began to register all over his body, Abdul put his hand in the boy and pushed up, making a wall with his flat hand, keeping the boys puffy outer lips from coming in contact with the toy, preserving the bonus piles he had just dumped on it for deep in the boys hole. He pushed slowly and little too quickly and made the boy swallow the giant football. He pushed and pushed and the giant tool pushed inside the boy. The toy was now lodged filling his first hole, its widest part was lodged at the gate to his second hole, and the slightest push would start to stretch his third hole. Meanwhile, the round ball tip of the thing, sized right above the largest thing he’d taken so far, was stretching him deep. Abdul looked down on Jeff as he and Omar prepared to point each other. They were using a smallish dose—they just wanted something to up their animal sides and be even more inventive and demanding of the slut. Jeff was at prime readiness now—all of the other hours they had used him were just a dress rehearsal. The boy hadn’t screamed or moaned yet, on this latest violation. The toy had slid into Jeff pretty easily, but Abdul knew the stretch was huge, deep and hard, but now the boy was clearly enjoying it, groaning and trying to hump. As soon they were both up in the stratosphere, he pulled up a chair to watch Omar’s bigger fist do the honors in this further training of Jeff’s little boypussy into gaping boycunt. First Omar slowly turned the toy, going a half turn right and a half turn right. This made all the Tina hidden in the toy’s textures and crevices get absorbed by the boy’s wrecked colon. Both men knew the boy hadn’t needed more Tina to take the rough and deeper play they were starting, but over the years they found even relatively small doses spread up and down a boys hole pretty often during play drove the boys mad with erotic energy. Next Omar took the huge toy and gently fucked in and out, first a centimeter then several, finally while doing this he began to twirl his wrist like he was painting a swirl. All of the metal toys they owned were like joysticks for the entirety of a boys colon. It was the same thing with elbow or shoulder deep fisting: the fister was able to stretch and control the entire length of whatever depth he’d gotten. Jeff’s hole began to loosen and accept the bigger fucking motions, as Omar both made the twirling wider and rucked in and out a little farther. Jeff began to experience a rolling set of anal orgasms, which allowed Omar to really pick up the pace in all directions until he was making a circle of about 4-5 inches of diameter and fucking the boy in and out about six inches. Still keeping the twirling going, he began to slow fuck the toy deeper and deeper, letting his fingers enter the boys hole. “Popper him, brother, Omar said. Abdul went to Jeff’s head, his body covered in sweat and writhing uncontrollably around the giant toy, the boy so open that he was in a blissful stare. “Get his attention, brother, not too much, then a little cruelty before I popper him,” Abdul suggested, “I want him imprinted to our style.” Omar smiled wickedly and stopped fucking the boy and just started pushing. As the end of the giant toy started to core the boy out Jeff opened his eyes and began to round his hips, Omar saw this and began pushing forward with tiny little jolting punches, the boy groaned in pain. Abdul leaned in and kissed the boy, hard, “You like?” Jeff panted, grunting with every tiny punch,”God yes Master, yes master, yes master,”. Abdul gave him several big hits and stood by, enjoying the look of pleasure mixed with pain on the boy’s face. When the poppers kicked in Omar pushed his fist forward, moving the small volleyball into the boy’s third chamber and the football toy filling his entire second chamber while the two shaped held both holes open at once. Omar smiled, “He’s a keeper, only the third boy to take that.” Abdul smiled, “Yes, let’s use him at that depth and then move onto something else.” They used Jeff like this for three more hours. After fucking him some more with the big metal plug until he could take it from the tip down to the big football in his second hole, they removed the chainmail glove and placed a conical thick rubber plug on the base, and put the toy in backwards, filling his second and part of his third with the football shape and his first hole with the volley ball sized ball. They then electrified this with a pleasurable program of small jolts and when Jeff began humping on that as best he could, they put a sound in his cock, and set the program to one which would cause the boy’s hole to contract and fuck itself on a normal plug—but in this case he was getting fucked in two chambers by giant toys stretching him deep. At first this caused much screaming but then his holes learned to accept it. They then spent about 15 minutes giving him a program that alternated between powerful contractions around the metal toys to very hard and increasingly long agonizing jolt as they whipped his penis. They then tired of him in that postition and eased the big toy out and placed him on his hands and knees. Jeff’s need was so great that he went into a perfect position, literally begging to be used with his ass perfectly arched, chest flat to the floor, and hands holding his quivering checks open. Omar smiled, that was exactly the position their little dancer slut from LA automatically went into: Jeff was broken in perfectly. The giant twins used every large and long dildos on the boy, fucking him hard, taking turns. While one worked his ass they other used canes, wires, and nylon cords on the boys back, occasionally pushing a huge toy in deep and then beating his ass. They did all manner of painful things, dripping hot wax, putting clips all over his body, while at the same time rarely giving his hole a second to rest from the onslaught of toys and fists. They got into a space where the men seemed content to just use the boy without switching places. Jeff was slightly suspended facing down through a sort of modified webbing, just a few strong straps holding him at his forehead, mouth, shoulders, hips, and then his legs were wrapped in webbing, arms and legs immobilized, and connected to the frame. Jeff was bent into an A shape, his back slightly arched to give Abdul easy access as he continued fucking the boy with toys and fists and plugs, Omar lay under the boy, his cock buried into the boys mouth, held open to the max by a mouth spreader. His upper body was under the boys cock and abdomen,, and Omar moved through all kinds of ways of punishing the boys nipples, torso ,and especially cock and balls from squeezing with hands to crushing with clamps to needles to whips. Jeff felt like he was being devoured by the muscle men. Omar had a couple of times, with no conversation or any warning, suddenly swiped Jeff’s arm with an alcohol pad and slammed him, keeping up the facefuck the entire time. When Jeff thought—which wasn’t often by now—he knew he didn’t need the Tina, and he figured they knew, but it did keep him in the same space with no coming down, so maybe he needed those little slams to keep pace with their revenous need to use him. His hole pulsed incessantly with burning need, his cock, balls and body being used sending him on a constant ride of pleasure/pain, with multiple rolling anal orgasms crashing like waves. All he could see or smell or test was Omar’s cock, which had been using his mouth and throat like a flesh light for what felt like an eternity. Occasionally Omar would drive deep into his throat and then loosen the mouth spreader so his lips could start to make a seal and he would drink what seemed to be gallons and gallons of piss. From time to time Omar would scoot up and brutally use Jeff’s hole from below while Abdul fed him loads of increasingly rank piss. This went on for a couple of hours, only stopping when Omar grew a little bored. He crawled out and beat Jeff’s back and shoulders with a leather strap for a while. And then threaded a big set of balls into his hole. They unstrapped Jeff, keeping his hole stuffed, and Omar held him upside down on his hands while Abdul clamped the boy’s nipples and the tip of his cock. They tossed him into a sling and lightly bound him, and both fisted him for a while, driving deep into him, Jeff bouncing and moaning. The twins pulled their arms out and pushed in a very large and very big plug. Abdul picked Jeff up and essentially sat him down on the plug, Abdul’s arm only supporting the plug, driving it into him as he sat on it, his arms and legs resting on the man’s shoulders. Over Abdul’s shoulder Jeff could see Omar following, carrying spiked lube, a box of drugs, and an open net laundry bag filled with truly obscenely thick toys and plugs. They brought him over to the “relaxation” area, and lay on their backs jacking their enormous cocks. Jeff put on a little show of self-dildo play. They let him use unlimited poppers and insisted he only used the laced lube. They played slower trance and all of the frenzy began to slow down. The play edged and flowed, and as he worked up to one short squat and truly obscene toy after the other, they would get up and put him on his back between them, his upper back angled on the man’s crotch. They cuffed his ankles and wrist together and would give him poppers from time to time as they slowly but surely forced the big dildos in, stretching his hole wider than ever. Omar got excited, and fed Jeff’s hole about 1/8 gram. He then proceeded to use each toy again until he could punch fuck Jeff with it, his hole closing and opening rapidly around a toy with a head and shaft as thick as a volley ball, then other as thick as a football, then a bowling ball then bigger. Then the same thing with different shaped heads that pushed deeper, little rounded outcroppings. Jeff knew he should be unable to handle this, especially after all this time, but his body and mind betrayed him and so Jeff pushed back and shouted for more. Omar finally tired of the game and forced a dildo a few inches taller and thicker than the last one he’d used into Jeff’s hole until it was completely home. He then sat Jeff down on the dildo, uncuffed his arms and legs and bent his knees up. Abdul came over and arranged a bar hanging from the ceiling to hold his knees in position, locking his ankle cuffs onto the floor. Omar got behind him, his precum flowing down onto Jeff’s shoulders and Omar raised Jeff’s arms up over his head, cuffing them until he was seated with his legs bent and his torso extended straight up. He pushed on a track above, hanging in the ceiling, and forced an arch into the small of Jeff’s back, he then got down and lifted and Abdul came up carrying and small round column about five inches thick. Abdul centered the little platform under the dildo base stretching Jeff’s hole tight as a drum and then lowered Jeff down until the bottom of the dildo was resting on the top of the little round column. his ass held steady by an additional strap. Omar leaned in and said, “We know you are sufficiently high for this, but we must take from you what we need.” Jeff felt the familiarly cool of an alcohol swab and the the prick on his skin and then he was sent into the stratosphere with a yet another slam. When the slam took over, they lowered him down, driving the big toy in two full inches past the base. Jeff began screaming and babbling incoherently for a full two minutes while they tightened the straps holding him in place. When Jeff calmed down, the twins pulled up their big chairs and relaxed and jacked their huge cocks and watched as the boy’s entire abdom bulged, quaked and cramped around the huge intruder. After he finally got to the point where he hole was stretched and he calmed, they immediately gave him a half inch more, doing this slowly and giving him no time to adjust. They left the toy in with the entire extra length for a while and facefucked him brutally, holding his head steady with a big strap around the back of his head. When they saw his throat was irritated they began randomly hiding shards in their foreskin or under the barbells lining their dicks, laughing as he screamed as his throat burned and the drugs entered his system. They then removed the big dildo, roughly pulling it out, and balancing another larger dildo, with a raised ridge meant to drive deeper into him onto a six inch platform. They never gave him more than six extra inches of stuffing, but they did change the dildo sizes a total of five more times, each one just a few centimeters larger and longer, moving more slowly and slowly. Jeff actually started begging them to go faster, the slow stretching they were doing hurt longer and more continuously than way that had started, but they just laughed and kept at it. Jeff was in a constant state of going from agony to pleasure, as each time he got up used to a stretch they would just give him more and more. When the twins saw that Jeff had reached a place of peace with the pain, still clearly having lots of it but not fighting it, they changed the dildo one more time pushing way past what Jeff thought of as his limit, and then the left him on the huge thing, swaying and grunting until he found the absolute pleasure of the biggest stretch of his life. Once they saw Jeff pass into the stratosphere of pain, they lowered the lights and put on low, light trance again, and blindfolded him. They pierced each of his tits twice, Jeff giving a quick shout as the pain registered. He then felt their hands all over his body, occasionally scraping a welt and squeezing his balls. They had brought over some whips and things and Omar used his cock and balls again, slowly and more gently than before. Abdul began pressing and pushing and getting his fingers up into the stretched hole, from behind as Jeff checks covered the sides of the column. He got a hose in and squirted very strong Tina lube in from time to time, working the tube in deeper. Jeff was so broken in mind and spririt, so submitted to their demands, that he just groaned and received everything they gave him. He didn’t resist when they lifted him and slid another two inch disk under him, but he did react when that big tool went in, and so they gave him it in agonizing 1/4 inch increments, Jeff yelling for them to take his hole and own it. They kept him stretched in this way for a total of three had 1/2 hours from when they began forcing him to take giant oversized dildos with the extra discs under them to drive the tool and its base deeper into his cunt. After he’d sat on the sixth dildo with six extra inches, they wired him for electro, lifted him and out one final inch under him, gave him a small slam, and lowered him onto the last inch in one agonizing push. When he quit screaming, he moaned and hung his head, devoid of resistance or thought other than the profound agony in his hole. The men came up, and slapped and punched his stomach, causing his body indescribable agony as he spasmed around the huge toy. Omar and then Abdul, whisphering in his ear, “What is your purpose, cunt?” Jeff hung his head and sighed, “To serve you master.” They then took turns asking him “Who decides when you are stretched to the max?” Jeff opened his eyes, a war between agony and the gaping need of a bottoms hole clearly visible, “You do, master always.” Abdul then methodically used his fingers all around the huge intruder, coatng as much of the boys insides with as much Tina as Abdul could get inside, feeling with his fingers to see if the boy had loosened. Then the twirls began slowly pushing two heavily lubed and ribbed medium sized inflatable dildos, one in front under the boys balls, and the other in the back at the small of his back, aiming to get them all the way in, pressed flat against the column and huge toy stuffed in the boy. Mission accomplished they then began to slowly inflate them, stretching the boy’s hole. They worked slowly until they could tell the boy could feel it, inflating the dildos simultaneously. When the boy was shouting from the strain they deflated the dildos they did this several times always stopping when the boy started shouting. They then brought him to the shouting staged and stopped, and just as the shouting turned to groaning, they inflated the dildos to max, held for a few second and deflated until he was merely shouting, now with tears streaming down. They did this for a good 30 minutes until the shouting and yelling stage required less and less air being removed. They then tested the Jeff’s trashed boycunt by picking him up, and letting the huge toy slid out a few inches and then lowering Jeff back on. Jeff responded to this with increasing lust. Omar leaned in, “You like that now, huh? Was all that pain worth it to get here where I wanted you?” Jeff opened his eyes and looked Omar “ More, Master, the feeling is incredible.” They did this in increasing amounts until they were sure: Jeff could now get fucked by their biggest and most obscene dildos. Omar got a big evil on his face, because if Abdul was the master of the deep painful fuck, he was the master of the trashed hole, the hole pushed beyond its limits, and still begging for more. Abdul let Jeff’s arms down from the ceiling and put them on the floor, making him arch his back and keep his ass up, Omar put a leather parachute on the kids balls, pulling them back through his legs. He used the electronic motor to hoist Jeff up backwards pulling him airborne by his balls, hands and feet scrambling for purchase. Omar hoisted him up until he was just a millimeter up, his entire weight and that of the huge dildo and column buried in his ass dangling by his balls. Jeff screamed and cried in agony, and Omar walked away. He quietly set a four minute timer and put it in front of the boy and went to gather everything he needed. When he had adjusted the fuck bench and gathered more points, he rang a bell to have someone make two bottles of heavily spiked lube. Ezekiel, knowing their ways like the back of his hand arrived bearing the requested items. He also bore a few extra vials of Tina “just in case.” Omar smiled broadly and brought the man in for a passionate kiss, “I love you so my faithful boy” Omar sent Ezekiel on his way. Jeff had stopped screaming and was now softly crying, begging them for relief. Omar made him wait for until he had been up for a good three and one half minutes since he started the timer and let him down until his hands could touch the ground flat. He made sure though that he was on the absolute tips of his toes, his lower body hoisted towards the ceiling by his balls. “If that toy comes out of your hole, slave, you will regret it, probably for the rest of your life. now, thank me for my mercy in letting you have relief boy.” Jeff sobbed, so relived that he said with great feeling “Thank you master for relieving my agony.” Omar then knelt and had the boy drink his piss. After he gave he boy 1/2 a load he stopped and said, “I thought you said you wanted me to keep fucking you with that big dildo in your ass, so why all the begging for me to stop preparing you for that? You looked like you really enjoyed that and said any agony was worth it? So which is it?” Jeff sobbed in defeat, “Please master, use me as you will, please just stretch my hole and use my ass, please use me as you will.” Omar gently fucked the boy with the giant tool, slipping some Tina in with each stroke. “Isn’t that want you want, little bitch?” Omar asked. Jeff groaned with absolute please, “Pleae sir.” “Then stop complaining and let me do what needs to be done,” Omar commanded. He then adjusted the boys balls so he could get some relief on the pressure in them only through great effort and painful pressure on his hands and arms pushing against the floor and walked away, Jeff sobbing. Omar had already moved the two or three largest dildos they had used on the boy over to the fuck bench where his final debasement was to take place. He then selected a few larger ones, some just larger in height and width, and others with deceptive heads which quickly widened into the obscene sizes he was going for. These grew in height, with the first ones adding just an inch of additional stretch to one that added eight inches of additional stretch and a full two more inches of width on top of a mountainous can’t stretcher. Abdul was also busy, bringing all of the instrument of pain near: electro, sounding, canes, cock whips, every type of metal wire, nylon cord, anything that would cause the boy agony at the same time his asshole was giving him ecstasy. It was time. The two men pointed themselves to make sure they were as sexually aggressive as possible and went to retrieve the boy. He was still desperately trying to relieve the pain in his balls. Omar grabbed the big dildo buried in Jeff’s hole and pushed lightly as Abdul let the boy down. The boy never broke position and started pushing back against the toy. Omars fist was already mostly inside the boys hole. “Fuck ya, boy,” he shouted, “You are ready to please your master now.” Somewhere deep in his brain Jeff knew had never experienced anything like this. He thought he’d plumbed the literal depths of his submissive nature, his overwhelming desire to be filled, used, and stretched. But these men had taught him that he had depths and depths more. He knew the tool inside him was literally obscenely large, but all he could think of was getting more of it in him. He just started begging them “Fuck pussy, fuck pussy, fuck pussy.” Abdul laughed, leaning in to look at the boy’s black eyes, his beauty masked behind his animal need, “Oh baby, we are going to fuck your pussy until you can’t take anymore. And then we are going to fuck you harder.” Omar fuck-walked Jeff, the boy on his hands and feet, the huge dildo squelching around, over to the prepared table. It was a padded bench that he knelt on with his head resting on a small platform. They secured his arms stretched out, ready for slamming, and bound his feet and calves, but they left his ass considerable play—Omar knew he’d be participating eagerly in the destruction of his already destroyed hole. They adjusted the height so Abdul could easily reach his balls, shrunken cock, abdomen, and tits. Omar removed the dildo they’d been using—the one that they had used inflatables to force his hole to open around—and went back a few sizes. The boy’s hole was so loose, it slid into the hilt easily. Omar immediately began punching fucking the boy, shifting angles, the muscles on his huge arms bulging from the weight of the thing. After a few minutes of this he went to the next size, sliding the tool in and then fucking the boys hole up and down, left and right, driving it straight in and pushing until he felt resistance and the punching the resistance away. Omar decided it was time to really stretch the boy, and so he picked up a tool that was about an inch bigger than the huge one the boy had sat on last, and pushed it in. The boy groaned but pushed his ass back, eager for his stretching. Omar immediately started rough fucking Jeff, within a minute he was fucking the boy as hard as he had with the previous toys, Jeff bucking and straining but groaning and begging for more. Omar rough fucked the boy for probably an hour, changing toy sizes and shapes, pushing the toys in until he found resistance, his big arm buried to the forearm at times, pushing the toys deeper. Abdul relaxed on the sofa and jacked his cock—he wanted to wait until Omar started the truly painful part of the boy’s stretching before he tortured the boys front. Omar motioned for Abdul to join them, and the second the big toy was out, Abdul’s big clenched fist was shoulder deep in the boy. Abdul punched Jeff while Omar went to select one of the mountain-sized toys with a raised thinner area for even deeper penetration. He decided to skip the one that only added an inch and went straight for one that would fill the boy as he had just been filled, except a middle area which would push into his hole two inches more. Omar watched Abdul punching the boy, really going to town, changing angles constantly. While Jeff grunted and squealed, he still pushed back on every punch, yelling, “Use me! Fuck me! Abdul noticed Omar standing there, holding the giant tool, and he smiled, “Want in, brother? I’m keeping. It warm for you?” Omar nodded and moved into position pushing the toy in firmly, and as Jeff started feeling the big head of the thing pushing into him deeper, he went rigid and arched his back and groaned. Omar just kept pushing, not stopping into the thing was seated firm, Jeff’s pussy more full than it had ever been. Omar paused, wanting the boy to feel the full effect of how much of his hole Omar now owned. And as he did so Jeff started bucking and pushing back, trying to take the toy deeper. Omar obliged, pushing the toy about 1/2 inch more than immediately, starting changing the angle of the thing, giving the boy the biggest deepest fuck of his life. Abdul began hanging weighs off the boys balls, making all of his wild movement of his ass as he begged to be used by the giant toys, painful. He didn’t stop begging with his mouth and his hole, though, his need was too great. By the time, Omar was fucking him with a dildo with a fix inch long extra head, Abdul had the boys cock sounded and was giving him a pleasuresble electro program to his balls and down his cock hole. He was whipping the boy’s back and his abdomen with a wire coat hanger that he pulled into a straight line. Jeff obliged with little screams of pain, but nothing would stop his insatiable holes need to get fucked. Omar switched to a huge, slightly curved tool as big as the one he’d been using, and used the curve to reach new sources of resistance which he brutally fucked away. He invited Abdul to take over, and Abdul smiled broadly as he realized how brutal he could be. He reached down and switched the electric to a punishing series of sharp jolts, each one making the boy scream, but again he never stopped pushing his hole back and begging for more as Abdul punched his hole, withdrawing the huge toy completely and punching it in past the base, shifting angles and opening the boy left and right, up and down, moving methodically to stretch the boy as far as possible. Omar went to collect one of the largest tools in their collection. It’s monstrous shaft was about two inches wider and taller than the monster stretching the boy now. But its bonus stretching outcropping was about 8 inches long, started with a conical head, full of spikes and textured places, that was a diameter of 12 inches, including a flared ridge then the rest of the shaft dropped to 11 inches diameter in a constant rapid increase to 17 inches before disappearing into the enormous girth of monster walrus shaped cock. He costed the stretching head of the thing with thick lube, and the worked about a 1/2 gram of crystal into every surface and cranny and then he pushed several large shareds into the small indent in the top of the thing. He then spread another another 1/2 gram over every surface of about 1/4 of the way down the sides. Abdul looked up and smiled when he saw where Omar had decided to take things and he pushed the big toy in as far as he could, and when the boy went rigid from the stretch he pushed until the boy was panting and starting to shake. He gave a final push, lodging the toy in another 1/4 inch and then he got up, shifting the electro back to a pleasurable level. Abdul went and got a large mirror, and placed it so Omar could see the boys face more easily than in the further-away mirrors on the dungeon walls. He then climbed under the boy and removed the clamps, pierced each tit once at an angle, relishing the boy’s sudden scream, and replaced the clamps, hanging a small weight from the chain between them. He then added several weights to the boys swollen balls and quickly beat the boys balls with a wooden cane resulting in screams even as the boy moved his ass upwards trying to get the toy in deeper. He stood up and he and Omar each gave the boy a full load of chempiss, laughing as he guzzled it like a whore. As Omar stepped behind the boy, displaying the monstrous instrument of ass destruction and Abdul bent down and pulled the boys head up. “See what we have for your pussy, slut,” he spoke softly, “You want that big toy to destroy you?” Jeff looked up, barely able to focus and his eyes grew wider, but his only response was to start chanting “Fuck pussy more, fuck pussy, wreck pussy, cunt pussy, fuck pussy more.” Abdul pulled up a chair to enjoy the show. Both he and Omar were rock hard in anticipation of the boy taking one of the biggest dildos in their collection. The thing was so big and heavy, Omar was going to be getting an arm workout using it. Abdul grinned, because he knew that he would get to share in the duties while Omar rested up for another round. Omar lined the toy up and began pushing, Jeff groaned loudly and arched his back as he felt some of the tina enter his passsge, he pushed back when he felt it begen to work, reveling in the way the head stretched him, he gave a surprised start when the thing really began to widen, but still he pushed back, eager to feel the pain of the Tina turn to hot lust. He went rigid when the thing was about half way in but Omar kept pushing. by the time the toy was three-quarters of the way in, he was panting loudly, Omar was relentless and as the conical head of the 8-inch thick stretcher began to break new ground in his hole he gave a few short little scream as the shards were pressed out into his hole. His hole was now tight around the entire massive top of the thing causing all of the Tina not hidden in a valley between ridges began to be deposited. Omar now picked up the pace, wanting the stretch to hurt. Jeff arched his back, is mouth open with surprised at how deep he was being taken all at once. Once the toy was in him taking four inches of new ground he started yelling “Fuck pussy, fuck pussy,” and Omar increased the speed into almost to that of a shove, Jeff’s voice, hoarse from hours of partying and as the last four new inches was taken, rose into a scream that sounded a lot like pussy. Omar still didn’t stop, giving the boy another inch and a half, then satisfied that the rest of the boy’s hole was too tight he stopped, part of the base of the monster inside the hole part of it out. Keeping on hand firmly on the base of the toy he stood up, admiring how stretched the boys hole. Abdul looked down, and said “If that thing were hollow we could probably fit our heads in there.” Omar smiled, “Pierce the boy so we can fuck him up.” “Fuck him up more, you mean,” Abdul replied, and both men laughed. Abdul climbed under the boy. Jeff was still rigid from the deep and wide penetration, but he was now whispering “Fuck pussy, fuck pussy” and already his body was learning to accept this latest conquering of his hole. Abdul swiftly pieced each nipple again, making an X of pain in the boys nipple. The boy merely hissed, but it clearly got his attention because he was rocking very slightly, trying to find a way to accept the intruder. Omar stood behind the boy, keeping the big toy steady and firmly in his ass. Abdul now pierced huge of the boys balls, going directly through each trsticle. This produced a bellow of pain from Jeff, and then when Abdul pierced the head of the boys cock, putting the needle through the sensitive skin under the front of his now cock head, he screamed loudly this time. When the boy had settled a bit—the piercing causing some squirming—Omar moved a small stand with a five inch square on the end of it into place. This insured that the toy stayed inside the boy. He and Abdul moved swiftly to the boys bound arms, and in perfect unison found veins, swabbed him, and then pricked him. When each had found a register, Omar mouthed one two three and they slammed Jeff with a little over a quarter of a gram into each arm. Jeff coughed and the stand holding the giant cock in the boys ass rattled like an earthquake but held fast. Within seconds he was writhing with pleasure, arching his back and chanting “pussy, pussy, pussy.” Omar went behind the boy and pushed, the boys hole let him have another inch, and Omar still pushed, the toy inched forward another quarter inch and then Omar began to fuck the boy, using the small handles on the underside of the thing to control it. At first he just fucked the boy at depth, occasionally pushing forward to claim more ground, but he then quickly began to subtly change angles, causing new parts of tight how to come into contact with whirls and ridges on the toy and depositing yet more Tina. The boys beautiful face was cycling through a series of expressions, one second twisting in pain, the next wide eyed as some new part of his asshole was opened, then going into an exprsssion of pure bliss. His black eyes open but unseeing, his mind solely focused on the only part of him that had ever mattered: his trashed boycunt. As the boys hole opened and he was able to fuck the boy more easily, bringing the big toy almost free before slamming it home, Omar started shifting the toy a quarter turn, bringing the huge stretcher head of the thing into a new part of the boys deepest places. He would push the toy in relentlessly until it was locked into place and fuck that place until it opened, then a quarter turn and the process started. After about 1/2 hour Jeff boy was relatively open, his ass was beginning to move back and accept the invader. When this happened, Omar nodded at Abdul, and when Abdul was in position he shoved the toy into the boy’s hole refusing to stop when it encountered resistance, taking another 1/2 inch of depth. Once the boy went rigid from this deep invasion, Abdul swiftly pierced the head of the boys cock again, this time crossways through the head, parallel across the head. Jeff groaned and started breathing even more rapidly. Abdul pierced each nipple a third time, the boy gave a small hoarse yell and Abdul felt a few tears fall from the boys eyes onto his thighs. Abdul wired up pierceings on the boys cock and balls and then climbing out, he set an electro program that would be pleasurable for a while and increase in speeds. Omar went around and fed the boy a load of piss then lay down under him, getting him to work licking and cleaning his sweaty pits and chest, sliding his body up when the boy finished cleaning the sweat off one area. Abdul started using the huge toy with increasing brutality, happy his brother had stretched the boy so fully. He fucked him deep at all sorts of angles, then bought the toy out punching the boys hole from deepest part to rectum, pulling the monster out and punching it in, increasing the depth of the punch steadily. As he prepared to really punch fuck the boy the entire length of his increasingly sloppy hole, he looked up. Omar had put a triangular cushion under the small of his back and the boy was cleaning the man’s huge sweaty buttocks, ass crack and Omar was pulling Jeff’s tongue into his asshole. After they went a few more rounds, Omar could feel the boy was getting tender. He kept up the punishing fuck though until the boy started saying “Sore pussy, sore pussy.” Abdul perked up and said, “I think he just said more pussy, let me help with that.” Even in his state of near delirium, Jeff groaned. Omar removed the big toy and handed it to Abdul. While Omar began a brutal punch fuck, Abdul coated the stretcher head with another 1/2 gram making sure to fill every cranny. Abdul stood behind the boy as Omar finished the brutal punchfuck and then sent to the boys head to settle in for a nice relaxing session of getting his asshole and cock worshiped. Abdul lined up the head and the boy was quaking a bit in fear of the pain to come. Abdul smiled, and slapped the boys ass then began to ram the toy into the hole, when it broke new ground—fuck this boy pussy was nice and deep—Jeff went rigid and Omar pushed until Jeff was yelling in pain, Omar gave him one more inch and stopped. Without pausing he left the toy in place and turned it, trying to get as much tins as possible in place. Then, without waiting on the boy hole to open he pilled back and inch, gave the thing a quarter turn and then pushed, taking just a tiny more of the holes depth, he did this all around over and over, using the big tool like a tunnel borer. The entire first time Abdul did this Jeff stayed rigid, his whole torso twitching and spasming. But by the second round he was panting and huffing and pushing back, as all of the Tina took hold. From time to time Abdul would push until Jeff went rigid and the push until he was about to yell, and then he would start the hole boring process again, Jeff soon egging him on. By the time the toys was so deep that Abdul’s forearms were buried in the boys hole, the toy so big the stretched open behind it, and Abdul could see inside with no difficulty , he began to push the toy forward with a bit of force, when Jeff was fully screaming he began to pile drive the boy at this new depth, and he heard Omar click the electro back on to a punishing program. They took turns pile driving the boys hole, never really trying to break new ground but always come up with some fresh angle of resistance they would pound out of the boys hole. The boy was lost to the world, his hole periodically giving him an anal orgasm, his body moving and dancing to the rhythms of a boy who took great pleasure from hole abuse. After about a half our, the boy began to get tender again, so Abdul punched him this time while Omar prepared the toy, knowing this was probably the last session with this toy and that it was probably the right time to then move towards gentler play and fucking the boy and slowing down, he coated the stretching head with another 1/2 gram of boylust powder. Abdul finished up his punchfuck with some brutal full fist to armpit fucks and stood up. As Omar moved into place, Abdul held up a point with a quizzical look. Omar grinned, and said, “I was thinking just a quarter but that will do as well. Wait for my signal.” Jeff sighed with a dreamy look on his face and pushed back as Omar smoothly pushed the into the wide open hole when he met resistance he just kept going and Jeff’s eyes flew open, a low growl starting n his throat, Abdul leaned down and said, “I told you we had prodigious appetites.” Right then Jeff threw his head back, the Tina of the stretching head filling his hole, and he started to yell. Omar said “To paradise, slut” and Abdul dropped another 1/4 gram of Tina into Jeff’s veins. Omar made this stretch the most difficult one yet, and kept pushing while the yell turned into a low, hoarse, scream. He pushed past resistance that he would have stopped at earlier, but the boys hole was stretched deeper due to short jabs and fucks of the toys previous entries. He kept pushing until the hole was truly tight and then he pushed into that until the boy arched his back and yelled, “Oh fuck, Master.” Omar smoothly took even a bit more of the boy hole and the boy started panting. Omar quickly and smoothly began to turn the toy in a circle, gently fucking about 1/2 inch as he did so, he had to rearrange his arms, turning the toy like a steering wheel as he established a rocking fucking, still, turning and rocking he pushed ever so slightly deeper, the hole had only gone about an inch deeper than before they slammed him , but at this depth victories were measure in millimeters. Jeff soon grew to love this rhythm, and began pushing back, Omar slowing claiming deeper bits by the tiniest pushes. When the heat of all the Tina took hold again, he felt the boys hole start to open and welcome the invader. He pounced, and pushed the toy in 1/2 inch. Jeff went rigid, then pushed back as Omar started the rhythmic turning and fucking he seemed to love. He gestured to Abdul to take over, Omar spoke quietly in his brother’s ear, knowing Jeff wasn’t listening to anything but the waves of pleasure from his hole, “He’s starting to welcome it of his own accord, he responds beautifully to a rhythmic fuck and a constant turning of the head. Start off that way but slowly turn rougher and definitely claim whatever millimeters you can when he opens. I am going to enjoy this show until you sense it’s time and tell me.” “When I am in place, push slowly,” Omar said, “But listen to your animal and be relentless. Push until he’s panting and begging you to stop and then I will point him, take some more from him then—at this depth, you may only claim a 1/2 centimeter more from him, but his pain will be beautiful to see. Once you sense he really can’t give you more with that stretch, fuck him with increasing brutality and take him deeper as much as you deem possible.” “I will give his pussy a fuck to remember us by,” Abdul promised, smiling with a distinctly evil air. Abdul was so eager to hurt Jeff, that he only fucked him a a short while before signaling his brother. Abdul didn’t really want to take any depth from the pussy this way—he wanted to do it the hard way with the boy in tears. Once Omar was in place, he began to push, very very slowly, as he knew as well as his brother that small gains in depth at this point could cause lots of pain. Knowing this was his last chance to make the boy suffer in one of his favorite ways—through the claiming of a deep hole—he relished watching the stages of rigidity, then screaming, as he kept pushing he saw the boy was going to beg. “Paradise,” he said, and Omar slammed the boy. Abdul never stopped pushing, but was very, very slow about it. When the coughing ended and the wave of desire reached the boys hole, Abdul felt him open. The boy was completely locked into position, his entire body tense, but Abdul continued to push until he reached a very deep tight place, he paused and held still, the boys hole offered a moment of relaxation and he pushed another millimeter, doing this a half-dozen times, until the boy began to anal orgasm. As the spasm started deep the hole opened to Abdul’s slight pressure and he got another 1/2 millimeter, he pressed a little harder and the boy started keening, his entire body shaking and sweat dripping. Abdul held fast keeping the tiniest bit of pressure. Omar stick his hand in and desposited probably another 1/4 gram into the boy, using lube to massage it into the open hole all around Omar’s arm. Jeff started whispering “No more, no more,” but Abdul kept up the pressure. As the new game took hold he felt the boys hole give way spasming open the stopping, open for the slightest push. Omar appeared, and grinned evilly, holding another 1/4 gram point, and said softly “Penis.” He slid under the boy but the boy was lost in a world between ecstasy and agony. The boy hissed and in the mirror Abdul saw Omar pull the boys cock straight by the needle piercing him, he swabbed the length of the boys cock and then jabbed the needle into the vein ruing along the bottom of the boys cock, and slammed the kid. As Omar scurried out he saw the slam had made the boys cock erect, and pull even more painfully on the needles. Abdul started pushing, and the minute the wave of desire hit the boys ass opened and welcomed probably an entire 1/2 inch. Still Abdul pushed, harder than he had. He looked up and the boy was riding waves of desire and then Jeff’s hole gave him a few more millimeters—by this point Abdul estimated they been pushing the boy for 15 minutes so Abdul pushed again until the boy screamed. He than began to gently fuck the boy with the counter turning rhythm he loved, Jeff groaned and keened for a few minutes, Abdul pounding a little harder and finding the boy had a few tiny little increments yet to give They fucked the boy for a further two hours, not caring that they were pushing his limits very hard. After he was completely open to this latest depth, Omar took over punching the boy with his fists and other giant toys. Abdul moved the boy onto his back in the gyno chair and got out the biggest metal toy, the one Jeff hadn’t taken. It slide in with relative ease, covered in a fresh Tina load, and Abdul too the opportunity to teach Jeff about painful stretching at a new depth. After he got the boy a little deeper, he asked Omar to set up the poppers machine. He used the toy to fuck the boy in all directions, getting bigger and bigger angles, as the boy dissolved further into an ecstatic state. From time to time Abdul would stop and claim some territory. After a while, Omar whispered that he was ressdy to fuck the boys “velvet, sloppy hole.” Abdul said he wanted to hurt the boy a final time. Abdul pushed firmly straight up the boys hole, as new territory was claimed and the boy started screaming he pushed some more, the boy became desperate, panting, but kept the pressure on until he had claimed a total of two inches, an incredible feet at that depth. He then used the toy with incredible brutality, punching the hole deep with all of its shapes and bumps and spiked. At first the boy screamed and then he began to revel in the abuse and his hole gave Abdul a least 3/4 inch note which Abdul took in brutal sadistic pushes. After he’d done this for half and hour, he gave the boy a series of brutal punch’s with the thing claiming a tiny bit of territory each time. Jeff was lost in a pain/pleasure loop and Abdul pushed him harder, and took another 1/4 inch. He then pulled the thing about a quarter out and began to punch the boys hole with it, each time being sure to claim a final bit of the boys soul. Finally he pushed it in until the boy was screaming then he stopped. He got up and kissed the boy, whose face was a rictus of pain, and got up to help Omar get ready to start taking the boy down. When Omar came back the boy was back on a blissful state, so Omar started fucking the boy with the toy. He was able to brutally claim a bit more territory and started pounding the boy at that depth at every angle. He finally sent the toy in until the boy screamed—it didn’t take much at all—and he set the thing moving and twisting and rolling, and keeping this up he fucked the boy deeper until he was desperately begging. Omar punched with at that depth for an out 10 minutes then stopped and threaded the toy out. Despite the serious abuse, there wasn’t a drop of blood, and Omar praised the boy and then had him clean the toy with his mouth, threading the huge thing as far down Jeff’s throat as he could, making Jeff splutter and throw up around it. They moved into the area with cushions and pillows and each brother gave Jeff a load of chempiss, they then dissolved a 1/4 gram into an enema bag of chempiss the twins had collected when they didn’t piss in Jeff’s throat or ass, and gave him that. They plugged him with an inflatable plug that they had to blow up about 1/2 way before it would lock in the boys loose hole. As the men relaxed, Jeff would serve them as directed, cleaning their bodies all over with his tongue, cleaning their ass and worshiping their hole, suckling their big cocks. He worship their huge legs and sucked on their toes and the men idly played with his hole, slipping fingers alongside the toy or inflating and deflating the plug and gently fucking him with it. After about a half hour, the twins cleaned out Jeff’s hole, making him take bigger and bigger enemas, after about six times they filled him so full he was quaking and they plugged him inflating the plug as far as it would go. They then led him, moaning and quivering and bathed him. They then made him bath them and worship their bodies, tweaking his nipples and giving him light slaps. As the fullness turned to pleasure, as it so often does for a true bottom, they let him let the water out. They led him to the other area and gave Jeff a very slam and they fucked, fisted, and punched him, going all the way to the shoulder over and over. They were occasionally brutal, because Jeff craved it, but to their standards it was not particularly rough sex. They doubled him multiple times and finally both men shot loads in Jeff. After he cleaned their sweat off with his tongue they lay and rested. Then they fucked and fisted Jeff, and when he begged Abdul to hurt him deep, Abdul agreed, kissing the boy and praising him before being open about his needs. They all agreed not to go crazy and the men agreed they would keep their animal lusts on a short leash. Abdul retrieved several of his most difficult toys, including the metal one Jeff had grown to love. Abdul loved this kind of pain play almost as much as being truly brutal. The boy was a bit sore, which meant Abdul could be gentle and still cause exciting pain. They played for probably another two hours, Jeff twisting and groaning and going ridged as always. Abdul rarely pushed him beyond a scream, although occasionally Jeff would cry “Please Master, I need it” and urge Abdul on. The pace was very slow, and Jeff seemed to relish twisting in pain. For rest periods, Omar would gently fist the boy while Abdul relaxed and watched, sometime joining in to double the boy, getting in behind the shoulders. Finally Abdul sense the Jeff was truly too sore to continue, and after making him howl and scream and beg for more and then beg him to stop, Abdul pushed him a trifle more. He held that depth for just a minute, to remind Jeff that he was ultimately in charge, and then gently pulled back. They both praised Jeff as a good boy and they all cuddled and relaxed, Jeff drifting on a sea of endorphins, sometimes just relaxing with his eyes closed,sometimes nursing on one or the other of their giant perfect cocks. They rested, and occasionally one of them would gently fuck Jeff, telling him that is hole was pure velvet. Jeff occasionally rode the men’s giant arms, taking them elbow deep, but always slowly and sensuously, his eyes closed in bliss. They both put another load in him and relaxed. After a while, Jeff took a load of piss from each man down his throat and worshiped their asses. They took him to the shower and everyone bathed each other. They gently cleaned Jeff’s hole and praised him and kissed him all over. Omar and rang for Ezekiel, who came to blindfold the exhausted boy, still fizzy with desire, and led him to his room.

I've noticed the look of ecstasy in the bottom's eyes when they know they got my load inside them, so I'm betting that most, if not all, bottoms really love it when their top is cumming inside them.

Part Four In the bedroom, Dan set a chair up next to the foot of the bed where he could sit back and relax and watch all of the action while sipping a cold beer. The three men had come prepared -evidently one of them ran home on a break to collect a few necessities. First up was a blindfold. They told me that it didn't matter if I could see them or not, and they had a few surprises in store. I glanced quickly at Dan and, from the look on his face, he was a little uncomfortable. I was instructed onto all 4’s in the middle of the bed. I felt the cool wetness of some lube being smeared around my hole, and then shoved in with first one, then two, then three fingers. They prodded and twisted, and I felt they were definitely trying to scratch me up for their virus to enter my body. I was so horny I didn’t say a word or yelp from the little sharp pains every time they nicked me. Once the fingers were removed I heard Dan speak for the first time. “What the fuck is that for?” From his tone I could tell he was concerned. “We’re gonna brush that ass inside to get it a little raw for our toxic loads." Surprise number one, I guess. "That alright with you, whore?” he asked me. “You act like a slut all week, you get treated like a slut.” That was a little ominous and I began to wonder just what I thought I was doing here. Getting fucked by an entire crew of construction workers was extreme enough for me. But this? What was I thinking? But I wasn’t thinking. My hormones had completely taken control. And in that moment I really needed to feel used again. “Just please fuck me,” I begged. I was in heat! I’d gotten used to regular dicking all week and today had been agony, my only fuck from Dan before he started work. I heard Dan laugh. “I guess you better do what the slut says.” I felt what was probably a not-so-small bottle brush being shoved into my hole. Given that I’d been pounded so much this week, my hole was pretty open by now, so without it squeezing shut and offering resistance, the brush actually stimulated my hole. It’s not like it would tear me so much as rough me up -which was fine by me. It felt good, nonetheless. And I started backing my ass up to it, and then fucking myself with it. The three poz construction workers laughed at me. “Jesus, I never seen a slut fucking himself with the brush before and like it. This pig likes it -look at his dick. Hard as rock and dripping precum.” “Yeah, this pig needs our seed in him bad. You don’t get to be that slutty without joining the club,” another of them said. “What club?” Dan asked. “The biohazard club. For poz guys -we get to fuck anyone we want, any time, anywhere. Never worry about condoms or other bugs. It’s all inside us and we love spreading the seed.” “Fuck,” was all I heard from Dan’s side of the room, and it was more of an aside comment. I don’t think he was turned on anymore. That was more than enough chit-chat for all of us, and the guy who had control of the bottle brush slid it out of my ass and immediately thrust his entire length into me. Fuck it felt good! A nice dick to start the night, about 6 ½ or 7 inches, I’d say. Decent thickness but not too thick. The kind of dick you could ride hard and be happy to take any time of the day or night. He grabbed hold of my hips and just set to fucking, balls deep in and then almost all the way out. Repeat. Again and again. He didn’t vary his strokes or change position. He was a man on a mission and his mission was to deliver a deadly dose of cock venom into my guts. The other guys stood behind where they could watch, cheering him on, demanding he blast his nut into me so they could have their turn. He snorted through his nose, rammed me extra hard and fast a few times, and then shoved in hard and deep. Standing totally still, making a combo growl/snort through his nose, his dick throbbed and throbbed inside my ass, pumping me with his poz cum. That first load felt so good, I swear I felt every drop of it enter me. And he held still, draining his balls, for over a minute. I knew I’d passed the turning point and there was no going back. In that moment I was too horny to care, anyway. Finally he eased his sensitive cock out of my ass, immediately replaced by the second fucker of the night. His dick was about the same length as the first but much thicker. It took a little pressure to get my ass to yawn open big enough to allow him to start entering me. I could almost feel the first fucker standing off to the side. Dan commented, “Dude, your dick is all . . . it’s all bloody.” He sounded mortified. Seconds later I heard him murmur, “I’ve got to get out of here.” Seconds later I heard the bedroom door click shut behind him. Dan I don’t know what I am doing here. I don’t know what I’m doing all this week. Before coming here I never would have thought of any of this. Sex with other men? One time in that ass is all it took to mess me up. But these guys? They’re too much. This is all too much. The rest of the crew just got sucked or fucked and were out for a good time, to pump his ass full of loads. But these guys? It’s like they’re on a mission. They’re not fucking for pleasure. They’re fucking with purpose. They’re deliberately making his ass susceptible to their diseases. What the fuck? What am I doing here? When Dan saw that big bloody dick coming out of that destroyed ass, his dick was hard as rock. But his stomach dropped down somewhere in the vicinity of his toes. He couldn’t handle it, so he quickly made his excuses and disappeared out the door. Back to our regularly scheduled program . . . I felt my stomach plummet for a moment. Dan thought I was too slutty now. He wouldn’t want anything to do with me. The low feelings didn’t stick around long, though, as the second cock began to penetrate further into me, stretching my opening at an almost painfully slow pace. This guy didn’t just slam into me all the way. He took his time, which he seemed to savour, anyway. He loved feeling my tunnel opening up for every inch he shoved inside of me. “Mmm, that’s it, baby, open that bitch hole up for this fat dick. Tell me you love it and you want every drop of what I got.” “I fucking want it all in me!” I yelled, shoving myself backwards, raping my own ass with his thick dick. It hurt but in the best possible way. “Fuckin’ cum hungry slut can’t wait to get this meat inside. Take it, bitch! Love that big fat dick.” As he bottomed out in my ass and started fucking slowly, the first breeder crawled onto the bed in front of me and yanked the blindfold off. “Fuck this,” he said, tossing the blindfold aside. “I don’t care that you’re seeing us. You already got me in you -and begged for it!” They were all sexy guys, each in a different way. This one was probably the shortest of the entire crew -which doesn’t mean too much. He’s still taller than most people, just not over six feet like the rest of them. His face was a little rough looking, but none of these guys was in his 20’s anymore. They’ve all lived and partied hard. Regardless, he’s good looking no matter what. He shimmied closer to me to have me lick his cock clean while the other man worked at speeding up his thrusts now that my ass had swallowed him up entirely. The dick in my mouth tasted of blood and cum. Quite a lot of blood from the look of the dick. It was darker than pink, but not too bad. Somehow knowing that I was bleeding around them really made me horny, and I sucked that dick better than I ever sucked anyone before. And he noticed. “Good dick sucker. He’s getting me hard again. I’m gonna have to nail that ass again after you guys have your turn.” I was in a total body high at this point. Between the cumtastic dick in my mouth, the amazing sloppy mess that my ass had become, and the big dick now pounding me, I was on cloud 9. The dick in my ass sped up, slowed down, sped up again. He liked to vary his strokes, which was quite enjoyable. The slower he would enter me, the better it was to focus on every ridge and ripple of his cock. The sensations were incredible. The guy in my mouth eventually pulled away and went back behind me with the others to watch my hole being pulverised. It was only a few minutes later that my fucker yelled, “Here it fuckin’ comes, faggot! Take that toxic load, whore!”. His slams were really frantic and hard. Some guys shove in and drain their balls, but this guy fucked harder and faster all throughout his orgasm, his dick working the loads into my ass walls and my bloodstream. The reality of it really sunk in, then. I am going to get infected with HIV tonight. I still felt so horny I didn’t bother to question it. Sure, some part of my brain was probably trying to get my attention and ask if I’d thought this through. I didn’t have to. I knew this is what I needed. His cock eventually slithered out of my used hole and I felt the bed shift as he got off and the last guy took his place. The new guy had a cock very similar to the last, so he kept my hole feeling stuffed as he worked his entire length into me. In the meantime, his predecessor came around for me to lick his cock clean. More cum and bloody streaks, but I did not hesitate. It all still tasted yummy! “Come on, guys, we need to trash this pig hole,” my fucker said. He was working up a good rhythm now, my slack hole slurping over his cock with every plunge into my depths. This is what some asses were made for -and mine certainly was! Seconds later I felt more pressure at my hole. My first fucker had slipped underneath me, and I thought maybe he was trying to finger me along with the dick, but it turned out to be his cock. He had said he wanted to fuck me again, and they were determined to trash my hole, so I guess double-dicking me was the next logical step. Not that my ass was in agreement. Involuntarily, I found my hole was clamping down hard to try and keep him out. One big dick in my butt was enough. Or so I thought. I guess my ass was slick enough with lube, cum, and blood, that somehow he managed to pop his head in. I let out a gasp from shock and pain. I knew that if their bottle brush hadn’t done enough damage, the double penetration sure did. I was torn -literally. “Fuck, it hurts,” I breathed through clenched teeth. “That’s a lot of dick in me,” I added, going into some relaxation breathing. They took turns plunging into me, sliding along each other's cocks in the process, a nice added stimulation for them, I guess. And then they got into a groove with them both fucking me simultaneously, which really stretched me open and made me feel FULL. Every plunge literally fucked the air from my lungs. It felt like I was being punched in the gut, and the impact travelled right up to my throat. There was so much going on back there, they didn’t last long together. Within ten minutes both men announced they were shooting their loads in me, and I felt red hot liquid splashing my insides. It was hot and stung from all of the exposed tears in my hole. I was going to be feeling this breeding session for days to come. They all stood behind me, whistling, and apparently taking pictures of their handy work. The guy who hadn’t just been in me came around and held his phone out for me to see. All around my hole and down the back of my legs, I was slick with pink cum and some bolder streaks of blood. My hole was gaping wide open and you could actually see inside me. Fucking unreal! While I was distracted looking at the phone, I felt one of the guys shove what must have been a very long, very thick snake-like dildo up my hole. It stretched me and penetrated me deep. He pushed it in deep, then yanked hard almost all the way out. And then he pushed it deeper the next time. "Got to work those toxic loads in you, man. Get them in nice and deep so they don't ever want to come out." A few more minutes of this exquisite torture and he yanked it out hard. These guys weren't out to make me feel good, not really. They didn't care that they were damaging my asshole. They wanted me damaged, destroyed, broken in. Receptive to their virus. The guy taking pictures tossed his phone down on the bed beside me and then asked, “Ready for round 2?” right before painfully jabbing his big dick into my slack hole. Even with the heavy use it hurt. But I still backed up onto him. While the first fucker had already gone for round two, he was more than happy to go for round three after the other two delivered their deadly loads in me. I’d never felt so exhausted and used up. We were all drenched in sweat, and my bedroom absolutely stank of sweat and cum. “Let us know if that takes, faggot,” one of the other guys said, while they all got their clothes back on. “If it doesn’t, we’ll have a repeat. And maybe bring along a few other friends who have higher viral loads than us.” One of the other guys piped in just then. “Fuck that -we will be back. Your ass will never be the same. We’re gonna keep pumping that trashed hole until you get sick. And then we’ll pump it some more. That’s when your immune system is good and low. Great time to take more toxic loads.” He gave me a stinging slap on my ass and added, “Sleep well, slut.” At that, they all quietly left. I heard the front door click closed behind them, but I was so exhausted I couldn’t get up just yet to lock it. And then I couldn’t help it, I collapsed on the bed and drifted off to sleep, laying there completely naked, my lower half drenched in sweat and cum and blood. I must have been a sight. Dan As soon as I left the house I jumped in my truck and took off. But I was so confused I didn’t know where to go. Plus my dick was still hard as fucking rock in my pants. I had to adjust myself a couple of times and finally couldn’t take it anymore and had to open my pants for some relief. I just hoped I didn’t get pulled over for some reason. I found myself only driving a few blocks away before circling back. On the second turn around the neighbourhood I pulled into the parking lot of a convenience store to collect my thoughts. All I could think about was the slut back at the house. And even though I felt disgusted by what I’d left going on back there, my cock just wouldn’t deflate. If anything it was harder than ever. And leaking crazy amounts of precum. I was a mess. Without thinking I began swiping up the puddles of precum from my crotch and stomach, and then licked it from my fingers. I’d never even considered that before, but it actually tasted good. And it made my dick throb more now that I was thinking about licking up my own juices. And then the thought of juices brought my mind right back to where this all started. The slut. My stomach was still somewhere down in my feet, but I knew where I needed to be. I started the truck again and drove. The conclusion of the evening of debauchery . . . While I was asleep, a part of me was still conscious enough to be thinking about everything I’d done this week. How low I’d sunk. If anyone who knows me knew that I’d let an entire construction crew breed me -repeatedly!- they would be mortified. But somehow I just couldn’t bring myself to regret it. It’s like that was the missing part in my life. I’d always harboured feelings of wanting to be used by multiple men, but never acted on it before. Not to this extent. But it felt natural. This is what I was meant to be. A cumdump. Probably a diseased one now, but even that thought didn’t deter me the way it might have a week ago. As these thoughts registered, I found myself coming more awake. And that’s when I felt the bed shifted from the weight of someone laying down behind me. Seconds later a hard cock slipped into my sloppy ass, and I felt a kiss on the side of my neck. “Sorry I took off like that,” Dan said. “I had some thinking to do,” he added as he slowly pumped me while we both lay on our sides. “And?” I asked, my heart and stomach both doing flip-flops. “And I’m right where I need to be,” he replied before driving his hard cock into me balls-deep. It’s where I wanted him to be, too. The End (for now) . . . Or Just The Beginning . . .

***Thanks for the positive feedback, guys. it's been a long time since I posted a story on here so it is greatly appreciated. And the story continues . . .*** Part Two “Yesterday you said you would do anything I wanted if we cut out early. Time to pay up,” he told me, strolling into the living room and plopping his perfect muscular ass down onto my sofa. The nerve of this guy! Okay, that feeling didn’t stay with me more than a millisecond. How could I possibly refuse a man like him? I’m considered ‘cute’ I suppose, certainly no hunk or stud, so it just never occurred to me that a man like him would give me a sideways glance. I followed him in and just stared into his deep dark eyes for a moment, unsure how to proceed. “My wife, she hates sucking my dick or licking my balls. I’ve heard stories how you guys are better at it anyway, so how ‘bout it?” It was more of a statement than question, given that he spread his legs wide to practically beam a spotlight on that very proportionate looking bulge in his jeans. Apparently everything about this man is big. I don’t need to be told twice, I was down on my knees faster than you can see ‘swallow!’. At first I just stuck my face into his denim clad bulge, getting a good sniff. And then I reached up and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, revealing not only a lack of underwear but also a very choice cut of meat. Again I stuck my face in for a good sniff, his musky balls working on me like an aphrodisiac -every nerve ending in my body and brain lit up like a Christmas tree! I helped him shuffle a bit to pull his pants down enough to release his balls as well, and then got to licking. I gave him a good tongue bath, as he sat with his head thrown back and groaning, and then licking my way up his now towering 8 ½ thick inches, to a beautiful mushroom head. After licking his entire shaft, I set to work on swallowing him. I slurped and licked and sucked my way down that big piece of dick. Luckily he was inexperienced with men and just let me take the reins, so I was able to go at my own pace, which allowed me to comfortably take his entire thick length right down to his pubes. “Fuck!” he growled once I did that. “Oh, fuck, I never knew . . . feels so good,” he mumbled, feeling so good that words were escaping him. I bobbed and slurped, licked and sucked for at least twenty minutes before he grabbed me by the ears to get me to look up at him. “I’m about ready to blow. You swallow?” he asked, which I just nodded ‘yes’ with my mouth still full. He threw his head back and let out a roar as his balls jumped in my hand and emptied their cargo into my hungry mouth. His orgasm went on for at least two minutes, his dick constantly throbbing more pulses of cum onto my tongue. It was awesome. By the time he recovered and caught his breath, I was licking my chops, very satisfied with my mid-morning snack. “That was awesome,” he complimented. “You suck really good dick.” “Thanks, I try,” I replied bashfully. “You have a beautiful dick.” “What to suck it again?” he asked. “Fuck yeah! Anytime,” I told him sincerely. He returned to work and I did some of my own work around the house, barely able to stop thinking about the studly construction worker I’d sucked off. I couldn’t help but wonder how open minded he might be. Just in case he came back today, I decided to douche out. If I’m lucky at all, he’ll want more. Sure enough, about an hour later the doorbell chimed. I was surprised to see another member of the construction crew standing before me. Also over six feet, kind of a rugby player sort of build (which I’ve always had a weakness for) with very dark curly short hair, black eyes and dark hair on all of his body that was exposed. The definition of a stud. “Hi?” I began, completely unsure what to say. “Hey, Bill, my foreman, told me I should come in here to get a little reward for all of my hard work,” he told me a little bashfully. At that moment we both looked over his shoulder as all of the guys burst out laughing at him, and I saw his cheeks flame red with embarrassment. “Oh, very funny!” he yelled back to them, turning to leave -and possibly kick some butt. Aside from the fact that he was so unbelievably hunky, that bit of vulnerability he’d show with that blush of embarrassment lit some sort of fire in me. Plus, if he’s open-minded enough to come to my door for his ‘reward’, who am I do deny? Rather than be embarrassed that Bill (as I now knew his name) had told everyone I sucked his dick, I decided to own it, reaching out and yanking the hunk by the arm back towards the house. “What are you doing?” he asked, stumbling as I pulled. “Giving you a reward for those dicks trying to humiliate you. Or maybe me. Either way, come on,” I told him, with one final yank getting him over the threshold and slamming the door shut. “Want a beer?” I asked him. “Since I’m out there sweating like a pig, that sounds great,” he replied, glancing around the hallway a little nervously. He followed me back to the kitchen and I pointed out a bar stool for him to take a seat. After handing him the beer, which he quickly upended for a long guzzle, I spun the stool away from the counter so that I could have access to him. “Look, you don’t have to . . .” he began, clearly unsure what to do. I looked him in the eyes for a hard second, and then asked, “Are you uncomfortable?” He kind of frowned and thought about it and then looked a little surprised with himself. “No,” he told me confidently. Logically, how could he be? He was now in the air conditioning, about to get his dick sucked, and drinking a beer at eleven in the a-m. “Good,” I said, reaching out and taking hold of his jeans to get them undone. “Just sit back and enjoy your reward.” After another swig of his beer, he seemed to relax into the situation and hunched his hips forward, allowing me full access to him. From there, I got him unbuttoned and unzipped, and hefted out a mouthwatering 9 inches of deliciousness. I took pleasure and my time devouring his sausage, causing him to grunt and groan for a while, before he got bolder and started rubbing my back as I bent over his crotch. As the minutes ticked on, with me slobbering and slurping over him, his hands moved further along my back until it was my turn to be surprised when he began to work his fingers down inside my nylon shorts to begin playing with my hungry hole. I didn’t need another hint. I took my mouth off of his dick and asked him if he wanted to fuck me, which he readily agreed. So I led him down to the bedroom, his hard dick bobbing out in front of him, and had him lay on the bed, where I stripped his pants off completely. Thankfully I’d cleaned out, so I wasn’t wasting any time. I climbed on top of him, and guided his big dick head to my hole and slowly descended onto him. By now we were both groaning. He told me he’d never done anything with a guy before, let alone fuck anyone’s ass. But that it felt amazing. I told him that his dick inside of me felt amazing, too. I was so glad that he’d been worked up enough to not even question me about condoms, as I gave him no choice, anyway. I was already impaled and riding hard, loving every raw inch and second of it. I had already been sucking him for quite a while so I didn’t figure the fuck would last very long, but I was determined to get the most of it. He surprised me after a while when he reached up and began to pinch and tug on my nipples. At first it felt really good and got me to ride him harder, but then it got almost painful as he was pulling on them hard. That’s when I realised he wasn’t actually pulling them to hurt me, he was trying to guide me to bend over him, so as I leaned down, relieving the pain, he hunched up and kissed me. Surprise of surprises! He reached a hand around the back of my head and pulled my face down to his, our tongues mashing and twisting in a hot wet dance, all while he rammed up into my ass. At this point he really took over the fuck. He didn’t release me after our lips met. Our mouths were joined for the next several minutes as he pounded up into me and then growled into my mouth as he emptied his balls into my ass. Fuck yeah! He gave me his load. After several minutes, his balls had run dry and his dick eased out of my hole, and he released his hold on my neck. As I sat up, I think the reality of what he’d done sank in and he looked torn. He frowned at me, shaking his head. “Sorry, I don’t usually . . . I mean, I’ve never kissed a guy before. But I love kissing when I cum, so I guess some part of me took over-” “Hey, don't worry about it. I loved it!” I told him. “Really?” he asked, his face lit up now. “Your dick felt great in my ass. You can fuck me any time you want,” I told him, now climbing off of him. Between his boss and him, I was hoping to get a lot of cum for the duration of their job on my street. He got dressed and I walked him to the door. Before heading out he turned around and asked, “Did you mean that?” “What?” I asked. “About fucking you again?” he asked, really nervous about making a fool of himself. How anyone that masculine and hunky and sexy could ever feel that way is beyond me. “Absolutely!” I gushed. “Any time. I love taking loads. The more, the better.” He nodded at me and headed out. I wondered if I’d gone too far about telling him that I love taking so many loads in me. Might be the stuff that freaks a straight guy out. ***Before anyone starts complaining or reprimanding me, there is some bug chasing coming up soon.***

four weeks later I returned to SF. I finished my meetings late Thursday afternoon and headed right over to Dan's as we had planned. Just like the last time I was greeted at the door and led to his bedroom. Before I could say more than hello he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth to his. He pushed a pill into my mouth grabbed a bottle of water and pushed it in with his tounge. It wasn't long before we were enjoying each others body feeling the closeness only x could provide. By the time the effect wore off I had opened my mouth, legs, ass, and mind. My deepest and most twisted thoughts, desires, and fantasies had been shared with a man who I barely knew but wanted to trust. Dan then gently put his hand on the back of my head and guided my mouth to his soft cock. I opened my mouth and started to suck. He told me to just hold it without sucking. Slowly warm piss started to fill my mouth as he said "Swallow it". He emptied hiss bladder down my throat and asked if this satisfied one of my desires. He knew it did. Then he sent me off to the bathroom and told me too clean up and take a long hot shower. As I showered I started to feel buzzed again. Having learned my new friend was a hardcore partier/business man I knew the buzz came from a gut of high octane chem piss. Back in the bedroom Dan had wasted no time getting ready for a long night. The familiar bag on ther night stand was open and I saw what looked like 15 premade rigs, poppers, lube, straps, and alcohol swabs. My dick started to get hard and my ass started to twitch at the sight of bags contents. I put on a jockstrap, sat on the bed and offered up my arm. "Nope" he said. "If your gonna be a slam pig you gotta learn to hit yourself" We spent the next hour going through all the do's and don't of proper admin. As I watch him show me step by step my feelings for Dan grew stronger as his careful and articulate intructions came from a caring place. After a few bumbled attemps I figured it out and was on my way to pigdom as we timed our hits and started a hot pig session that ended with his dirty seed in my ass. As I cleaned my assjuice off his cock he unloaded another chem charged load of piss down my throat. He then sent the short video of me getting barebacked to a few of his buddies and within minutes had two offers from bareback tops to join us. It wasn't more than 30 minutes when the door rang. Dan returned to the bedrooom with two leathermen who had the hardparty look to them. Dan sat them down and they watched me follow his instructions. A perfect hit earned me an "attaboy" from Dan. As I sat back on the bed with my arm above my head I let out a couple dry coughs. My eyes were fixated on the sight of 3 hot men tied off and ready to fly. With the fisrt hit done the younger of the two started to undress. 45, mediterranean, 6', 175, some hair on his chest and a biohaz tat on shoulder. A thick uncut cock hung down soft until he started to stroke it. Kicked back in the chair he asked me if I wanted his raw cock in my hole. "Fuck yeah" i said and to that he came to the bed as I laid back and spread my legs. Dan watched from the other side of the room with his other buddy as I opened my legs and ass to a total stranger. I was so spun the thought of taking a poz load didn't matter or to be honest was what I craved. Using the cum I had in my ass as lube he pushed his hard cock inside me and pumped my ass. I watched is cock slide in and out with ease. I felt his balls slap against my ass as he held my arms back behind my head. Within a few minutes I felt his cock start to violently thrust as he shot a load deep in my ass. The warmth was followed by a rush that flowed through me. As he pulled out Dan told me to clean off his buddies dick which I happily did.

The other day I pulled into my local ABS prepared to submit my mouth to any strangers needing service. I was informed by the clerk that I was banned from the store (and it's sister store). The reason: I was too much of a cumpig. It was grossing people out when I licked cum off the floor or drank the cum from used condoms. Is it just me, or is it odd that people in a setting where virtually unlimited sex acts go on are grossed out when I eat some cum? Almost every person that walks in eats cum or has there cum eaten.

I noticed Cumunion Parties started having Bearunion parties recently. Has anyone been to one yet, and if so what was it like? I'm sure I will attend one in the near future. It looks like they just had one in Seattle, which would be the closest location for me to get to, was there any thing that resembled an orgy at it? I will probably wait and try to incorporate one into a trip somewhere with a more sexually active orgy scene than Seattle, most likely LA or Palm Springs or any city I happen to be in on a work trip.. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.bearcumunion.com/

Preface Let me start with saying that I haven't been able to fantasize about anything other than bareback sex for going on five years now - it's the only porn I find I can jack off to, and it's the only sex I have where I'm actually fully committed to the sex. Even if I'm getting a blowjob, if I want to cum, I have to pretend it's a sloppy ass I'm fucking. That only works sometimes. I'd take a load here or there - from friends generally or, if I was feeling really risky, from a stranger (once every blue moon). I've always kept it pretty tame for the most PrEP about seven months ago now - and it's made me rethink a few things. I was in Chicago for Market Days this past weekend, and while my friends were all off being social, all I could think about was Steamworks. I'd been to the Chicago location once before, and was well aware that it was the best one. I even remembered the 3rd floor being my favorite (anyone who's been there knows exactly what I'm talking about - gloryholes). Finally, on Saturday afternoon while everyone was at the fair, I couldn't take it anymore. I had to go just 'check it out'. That turned into quite a bit more. End of Preface ------------------------------------------------------------------ The moment I walked in, I knew exactly what I wanted. Raw cock through a gloryhole. Maybe just one or two, no big deal. That would at least satiate me. I was wrong. I ended up with (at least) ten loads in my cunt and even craving more. I made my way for the 3rd floor gloryhole booths which are pretty dark and seedy, and have a hole on the three sides that aren't the door. I entered the booth, wiped some spit on my hole, and put it up against the wall with the largest hole. I made sure my towel was visibly draped over the door, and I made sure you could see by my feet under the stall door that I firmly had my butt planted up against that hole. I heard the shuffling of a few feet, and the jingle of a few keys, but nobody entered the booth. Back downstairs to the second floor, I went for the (sadly) better lit booths but was still looking forward to anon cock. The one nice thing about these booths was that they have a hole on the door, conveniently right at cock/ass level, giving me a chance to show off my ass and towel at the same time. And so that's what I did. I put myself on display "hey, anonymous raw cumdump over here!" Patience is a virtue, and boy did I need it in spades that day. Several old trolls came by, peeking into the gloryholes next to me (why, I don't know. Isn't that the point? I don't want to see the anyone's face, otherwise I'd be fucking in a private room) and tried getting me to stick my dick through. Now, I wasn't exactly being subtle with my ass-vertising. Why they thought I wanted a blowjob, I'll never know. Finally, a finger started prodding my pre-lubed cunt. Eventually he entered the booth next to me, and presented a semi-hard, decently-sized black cock. Testing the water, I promptly got down on my knees and started licking and sucking at the meaty cock - which had him almost instantly hard. I coated it with a little more spit, turned around and lined it up to my hole. Bingo - he rammed on home in one quick thrust (thank the gods I'm not exactly 'tight'). I was elated - I was being what I always dreamed of being. Suddenly, however, my plans were de-railed. He left his booth, and I was pretty certain there was no load in me yet. I was relieved when he came and knocked on my door and, while I didn't exactly want to SEE the man that was using the random slut I was trying to be, I wanted that fucking load. So I obliged by opening and was greeted by a pretty fit black guy with glasses. He locked the door and I presented - again, not being subtle as to what I wanted. He quickly slid back in my loosening hole, and proceeded to fuck me (HARD) for about five minutes. Suddenly, again, he stopped, put his towel around his waist, and headed back out the booth. Disappointed at first, I reached back and felt that amazing, familiar wetness that you get when you took a fresh load. I had done it - I had finally become a public, anonymous raw cumdump. Was I satiated? Hell no. The booth room was quiet for a while and so I took a walk. Mind you it was 3:00 in the afternoon, and even though the bathhouse is right on the main drag where the fair was being held, it wasn't exactly as busy as I had hoped it would be. I finally settled in on the fuck bench, just around the corner from where I had just taken my first load. I turned my head away so I wouldn't see any of my assailants, but there was a lot of touching, and not enough fucking. A few guys came by and patted my ass, and then finally a second large black cock parked itself in front of my face. I was initially worried he was only going to want a blowjob (again, I wasn't being exactly subtle as to what I was looking for), but after I got that big snake hard, he moved around behind me, felt-up my hole and said "You've been in the sling already, haven't you?" (I wasn't going to argue even though I HADN'T been in the sling, I simply thought Let's just shut up and fuck.) This guy was another rough fucker, and even longer than the last one. I started to get that pain from having my internal organs rammed, but I was determined to do what I came to do. After a while, he must have gotten bored - maybe I was too loose for him? Whatever - his loss. He was quickly replaced by a very large man, though, with a very unsatisfying small cock. But that didn't matter - I still wanted the load. What I love about small cocks? They usually cum quickly, and you feel the sperm shooting inside of you since it's so shallow. Now I was really in heat - I knew I just let a fat fuck breed me, a man I would probably not even look twice at if I saw him on the street - and would've begged for his load if he'd asked me. Fatty was replaced by a middle-aged doughy guy - I didn't mean to see him but I accidentally saw his body. No biggie - didn't see the face so I was happy. This guy had a hard time staying hard, and would fuck me for a while, then slow down, get a little soft, then get hard again and continue fucking me. It was frustrating but I wasn't going to argue. He sadly pulled out (with a nice pop - great mushroom head) and I was fairly certain he didn't shoot in me. He was replaced, though, with another small cock - meanwhile a muscular gentleman came around to my mouth and shoved his hard cock in. Next thing I know, small cock pulled-out and the mushroom head slid back in. When did he get back, I thought? I heard him talking to the guy with the small cock, and then suddenly he disappeared again. Muscular BJ guy moves around to my hole, slid in, and came in about thirty seconds. Small cock followed, and, once again, the small cock came quickly. At this point I was doing pretty well. Mushroom head finally comes back - I could recognize the sound of his footsteps at this point, and points a VERY hard, greased up cock at my hole. He fucked me hard for about two minutes and audibly groaned as he emptied his balls into me. As annoying as his back and forth was, it was totally worth it. The room got quiet for a while and suddenly, large black cock number two grabbed me by the arm and saying "Come with me." I followed him, once again sad that I was seeing my breeder's face, but ended-up in his room. He roughly pushed me onto the bed on all 4's and goes right to work. I was moaning like a bitch in heat as he tore up my hole with that big cock, once again assailing my organs. "I haven't cum in two weeks" he mentioned, out of breath. Trying to make sure I was loud enough for all of the neighbors to hear me, I said "Fuck yeah! Breed me with that big load!" "I'm gonna fuck you for a while, bitch." Disappointed that he just said that, I stayed strong and took his assault like a good little slut. Eventually, though, it became clear to me that he wasn't going to cum, and my guts needed a break from him. I thanked him, said I needed a break, and went upstairs to hide in my favorite gloryhole booth. Taking my cumdump position from before, I saw a fat cock move through the middle hole - rock hard. Perfect, that saves me some work. I didn't even bother to suck it, but rather just spit on it and backed on up. He didn't budge, and soon I was riding that fat dick with gusto. Bent over all the way, I could see four feet in his stall, and could tell from the motion that he was getting fucked as he was fucking me. HOT. When he came, it felt like I was taking the top's nutt vicariously through him. Another decent sized, semi-hard cock came through the side I usually lean against, and I went to work trying to get him hard. He motioned with his hand to put my ass up, and so I did. He knew what I was there for, and maybe knew I'd already been bred six times at this point. I spread my cheeks and awaited the cock I wanted...nay...deserved. I felt the head poke at my hole and started to push my ass back on it. As sloppy as my hole was, and as much cum as I had in my cunt, something still didn't feel right. His cock was the hardest dick I've ever had in me, but it wasn't that good, warm sloppy feeling. I reached back and was disappointed to notice there was a condom on. I let him go for a minute or so but then pulled off - that wasn't what I was there for. Thankfully another hard cock came through the middle hole at that exact moment. I moved around onto that one, not bothering to suck him, but just backed up onto that average raw cock. As I was being relentlessly pounded by the guy (all the while thinking to myself Man, he knows how to fuck), I heard a knock at the door. I assumed it was condom-guy and sure enough, he came in, still rock hard and still wearing the same condom. Turns out he had a passion for gloryhole sluts like myself and started pushing me back onto my current raw assailant. The man fucking me started to moan, and condom-guy asked "Yeah, is he breeding you?" "I think so" was the reply, and sure enough, his softening cock fell out with a *plop* and I hear the spatter of cum on the floor (too bad, wasted cum). Sweating, I wiped myself off with my towel and condom-guy asked "Are you done?" "That depends. Can you lose the condom?" "Not while fucking you, no." "Then I'm done." He gave me a frustrated look. "You didn't seem to mind five minutes ago." "I minded, which is why I stopped. Not interested." He slammed the door as he left the booth and I shrugged it off. His loss - he could've felt the warm, silky embrace of seven loads and a raw hole around his cock. I was disappointed I'd tainted my evening by even trying to take a cock with a rubber. I took my position back at the bench for a while, and achieved getting another two (unremarkable) loads - again, doughy motherfuckers probably desperate for some pussy. I was happy to oblige. Several other cocks slid in me but pretty obviously weren't ready to blow their loads yet, and so went on their way with full balls. I wasn't thrilled, but had at least gotten more raw cock. I was getting tired and thought I should probably go be social. That didn't last long as I took my position back in the gloryhole. I wanted a few more loads - you know, to at least get to the double-digits. Annoyingly, some twinky thing stood in the doorway of my presentation-hole and blocked the view, not to mention bogarted the booth that men with full balls were supposed to use to fill me up. Before I knew it, he was backing up onto his own assailant and I decided to watch for a bit. He was a good little cumdump like me, and when he was done, I thought he might like to take a try at my hole. He apparently felt the same way, and backed his ass up to my ass. *shrug* sure, I'll try a little bit of that raw hole while I'm here. It was sweet, warm and wet but not as wet as mine. I'm sure it would be by the end of the night but I wasn't going to stick around long enough to find out. I wasn't ready to cum, and decided to check out one more booth before I left. The man in the booth adjacent to me felt my hole up to the booth and roughly shoved a dry finger in. Once it got wet, it felt really good, but I wasn't there for fingering. I wanted cock. I turned around, put my fingers over the edge of the hole and he got the picture pretty quickly. I stuck a very hard dick up to the hole and I backed right onto it. As he did that, the booth in front of me was occupied and a long, fat white cock came through. It was bigger than any of the black dick I'd taken, and I was hoping the guy breeding me would hurry up. He didn't last long, and just as I went to put my still-fresh hole on that monster dick, he pulled away. Apparently he just wanted a blowjob and wasn't interested in what I had to offer. Ten loads. I think it's safe-to-say that I've finally taken the plunge into being a full-fledged, raw, anon cumdump. I'm already planning a trip to the San Francisco Steamworks this weekend, so, more to cum.

6 days a week for me too, weight/strength training... down 25 pounds, but still a beefy guy. probably always will be

Barebacking has the opposite effect for me. It makes me happy. Feeling being desired and receiving the present of semen in my body from a guy and make him happy that he cums. Receiving his most intimate and private message in my inner-me. What I noticed after 2 weeks of vacation in Greece with two other guys that fucked me at least 2 times a day is that I became depressed the following days after the vacation when I was not receiving my daily dose of semen in my ass...

I know your type. Mature male, married but separated from your wife. The pale mark where you used to wear a wedding ring gives you away. She moved out because you told her you thought you might be gay. Found herself a boyfriend who actually likes to fuck her. Smart woman. You finally came to grips with your sexuality. You’re gay. You’ve known the truth for a long time. And now you’re here. I like your type, because you’re eager to serve a real man, to be an instrument for his pleasure. It’s what you’ve always fantasized about. Well, before we’re done, you’re going to get more than you imagined. And I’m you’re type. An Alpha daddy. A pure top. When you fucked your wife, you were faking it. You knew you wanted to be the one with a cock buried deep inside you. I have what you crave. Look at my big dick, with a heavy set of balls that you can already imagine smacking against you with each thrust. That’s right. Keep staring, faggot. I bet your mouth is dry right now. You will call me “Sir.” Only real men get to use my name. You’re not a real man. And to me you will always be “boy.” You don’t deserve a name. As I kiss you, I force my tongue into your mouth. To your surprise, you like the taste of cigar tobacco on my tongue. You’re so refined you would never smoke a cigar. You would look ridiculous. Only real men can handle a cigar. What does belong in your mouth is my cock. Get down on your knees. Go ahead and taste it. I’ll let you go slow at first. Your small hands can barely wrap around my tool. Take more. That’s it. This first time I won’t fuck your throat. That’ll come late, after I’ve broken you in, made you my bitch. Like the sound of that, don’t you? My bitch. I’m going to fuck something else now – your ass. Lie on your back, boy. Ah, that’s a nice hole. Tight and puckered. I’m going to ruin it. I like the way you pull your legs up, back and apart, inviting me. That’s how your wife used to do it, right? It’s such a female thing to do. It comes so naturally to you, doesn’t it? How do you think she’d feel if she saw you right now? I bet that thought makes you hot. A rubber? Yeah, I know I said I’d use one. But I don’t cover myself, boy. Do you want me to stop now? It’s not too late. I didn’t think so. You’re too far into this to quit. This is going to be bareback. I’m going to seed you, boy. You like it when I say that. First, a little lube. That’s it. My fingers feel good inside you, don’t they? I can feel you trembling. You’ve wanted this for so long and now it’s actually about to happen…. Relax, boy. It only hurts and burns at the start. There! I’m in past your anal ring. I love that expression on your face. The pleasure has started. And you’re delighted and so proud that you’ve let a real man take you. I just turned your ass into a cunt. God, you’re so tight, even after all that playing with a dildo. Does it surprise you to hear yourself moaning? Your voice is so high-pitched now. I like it when a boy whimpers. Don’t touch your dick. Let it go soft. Let it flap around as I plow your ass. This is about me, got it? Grab my thick arms with your dainty fingers if you need something to hold on to. UMPHH! UH! I’m close now, boy! Here it comes! OOOOH! OOOOH! I just seeded you, boy. Seeded you good. You’re a good cunt for your daddy. Oh, yeah. One more thing I forgot to mention. I’m positive. You’ve got a big toxic load inside you. You’re welcome.

Buzz got off the plane and there was Hank waiting to pick him up. He was going be a guest of this Mike guy and his husband Billy Clay. Buzz saw red every time he thought of that. This guy had Billy fucking Clay as a husband. Billy was the cutest guy on earth, well next to his Hank and that was not enough for him. Buzz knew he would fuck Billy in a second given the chance. What right did this guy have to keep the man he loved from him? He knew he could make Hank love him back if he could just get him away from this jerk Mike. Hank had told him that if he wanted to stay with them he had to accept their open, anywhere any time sexual relationship and that he might see Mike or even Billy fucking Hank at any time. If he could not accept that he could stay in a hotel. It was all just so unfair. Why did this Mike have everything he wanted? He was going to take Hank for himself and show Billy what a real fuck was like. This Mike guy didn’t stand a chance against a stud like him. Buzz’s mind continued in this selfish, self pitying, childish circle as Hank drove them to The Compound. Hank. noting the anger in the eyes and the petulant poutiness of Buzz’s lips rolled his eyes. This kid needed to be taken down a peg or five. He knew the culture Buzz came from. Everyone telling him how special he was because he was the star quarterback now. There were thousands of guys out there who would fall into Buzz’s arms at the drop of a hat. So who did Buzz insist on having? The one guy who told him no, Mike would handle him. Buzz was like a pretty present all wrapped in a bow Hank was giving to Mike. Mike and Jeff were waiting out front when they pulled up and Hank introduced them “Billy! It’s so nice…” Buzz started “It's Jeff” Jeff said mildly Buzz flushed, not because he had been corrected but because he had been interrupted “Yeah… ommm… right… I have always thought of you as ‘Billy with the gorgeous ass’ that’s hard to get out of my mind” “It’s nice to meet you Buzz” Mike said in an even voice extending his hand. Buzz looked him up and down ignoring the hand “This will be easy” he thought squaring off against the man. “Hank tells me he will never sleep with me unless I ask your permission” “No” Mike said “what I’m sure he told you is that he would never sleep with you unless I told him to.” Buzz ignored that “He also says you own him and male his decisions. That you control him” “No” Mike said “Once again I am sure what he told you was that he has given me the right to make his decisions and control him. That he has given himself to me.” “And what does that mean?” Buzz demanded “Hank what would you do if I said I wanted to fuck you right now” Mike asked “I’d drop my pants and bend over” came the reply “If I told you to take Buzz upstairs and let him fuck you?” “I’d take him upstairs and let him fuck me” “If I told you to drive him back into town, find a wedding chapel and marry him?” “I’d take him into town and marry him” “If I told you to never see or speak to him again?” “I’d drive him to a hotel, drop him off, block his number and never speak to him again” “It’s not right for you to take control of him that much!” Buzz yelled “You must be blackmailing him or something! He should be with me! I love him!” Then he balled up his fists and started towards Mike. A quiet voice from behind him stopped him cold “If you touch Mike I will end you tight here and now” Hank said “And if he doesn’t I will” Jeff said stepping in front of Mike Mike felt tears in his eyes as his two men defended him Hank stepped in front of Buzz putting a finger on his chest and backing him up several paces. “Look here punk. You have not been listening. Mike did not take control of me. I GAVE him control, happily. Gratefully. It’s not some huge privilege for him. It’s a responsibility! He decides things I don’t want to. He protects me. He respects me but he pushes me to be more than I am now. Mike what would you do if I actually told you No I can’t do something you asked of me?” “I would smack him so hard” Jeff said his eyes hard “Oh Hank, baby boy “ Mike said the tears actually flowing now “Baby if I pushed you that far, knowing how much you want to, need to please me I would have fucked up so bad, pushed you to far, not listened to you. I would stop instantly and probably hold you for hours apologizing and letting you know how much I love you” “And I would be right there on the other side holding you too and occasionally bopping Mike on the back of the head for being so stupid” Jeff added “Mike takes what he wants from me but it’s never more than I can or am willing to give. You on the other hand only see what you want. Only see me as a way to get what you want. You don’t want to love me you want to possess me and to prove you can take me from Mike. You would selfishly take me from a situation I have told you over and over makes me happy to satisfy your ego. You even want to take Jeff. You know what his real name is but you tried to cram him into your fantasy of him, disrespecting both him and Mike. You come into their home as a guest and you do this.” Hank said with contempt “When I first took Hank I abused him” Mike admitted “I told him he wasn’t a man compared to me, He forgave me for that and taught me what a man really is. I have only just realized he is probably the best man I know besides Jeff and what a truly magnificent gift he gave me when he gave himself to me. We had a plan. It may have been a bit twisted but it was a plan to offer you a possible place in our family eventually. Right now I don’t even know if it’s safe to even offer you the guest room” “What was the plan?” Buzz asked in a subdued voice. “For you to submit and become mine like Hank is. To prove you can put someone else’s needs before yours, muzzle that ego and control your temper. I was going to use you and push you to the edge then if you proved yourself I was going to let you DATE Hank and see if you could love each other under my hand. I swore to protect Hank and I don’t know if you would be good for him” Buzz nodded then he looked at Hank with something akin to actual love in his eyes “I will think about it” Later once Buzz had been shown to his room Hank joined Mike and Jeff in bed. They needed to be together, to touch and to hold each other to affirm the new level their relationship had grown to today. “I meant it Hank” Mike said “You are more of a man than I deserve. I’m sorry for making you feel less than” “Nah” Hank said “I love when you talk about my little nub, it gets me going. It puts me in the mindset to take that monster between your legs. I would not change a thing between us Mike” “That was an intense encounter but it went pretty much how we planned” Mike said and Hank nodded, reaching out to stroke both Mike and Jeff wanting to get used hard. The next day naked by the pool Buzz had strutted out sporting a hefty, respectable 8 inches and still harboring some illusions then he saw Mike hanging longer soft than he was hard. Laughed and gave up. He stayed for about a week and he did see Hank getting fucked several times then had to fly back East for a mini-camp while Jeff and Mike flew to Hollwood for the awards show. The day before the show Mike was thoroughly intimidated by the choreographer. His name was Stefan and he was a Queen Bitch on wheels and let everyone know it. He was ebony skinned, dressed only in tights and a pair of shorts, an inch taller than Mike and every bit as muscled as Hank he could intimidate an army by himself. Singing on live TV before a national audience was scary enough without Stefan looming over him and telling him to get it right. Mike didn’t have to dance but he did have to move through the dancers without collisions. Dressed in a t-shirt and sweats (No underwear at a mischievous Jeff’s insistence) he scampered across the stage to “No, no! Move like you are a big confident man! Not a cock roach afraid the get stepped on!” Finally Stefan called for lunch “You!” he said pointing at Mike “Come with me, You have to much work to do for lunch breaks” and stalked off stage “Go on” Jeff said trying to keep from grinning “You have work to do” Mike hurried after Stefan seeing him go in the door of an office partially closing it. When Mike pushed it open Stefan was bent over a desk his shorts gone and the back of his tights lowered “Come on Boy you have a lot of work to do” He growled. Instantly hard Hank closed the door and locked it. Dropped his sweats and slid balls deep into that ass with one stroke pounding that bouncing ass while Stefan growled “Harder Boy give me that dick” Mike dumped two toxic loads in him before they returned to the stage. “Did you work hard?” Jeff asked and Mike blushed making Jeff laugh “Stefan is a legend and he loves big dicked white boys” Jeff giggled “I was to young and to small for him thank god” “You set me up” Mike said not really minding that much. The next night was a blur in Mike’s mind. He barely remembered his own performance though he got a standing ovation. He remembered every second of Jeff holding his hand and singing “Heartsong” to him with his heart in his eyes. They both lost out on “Best Male Vocalist” and “Best Duet” Though Mike won “Best Newcomer” and they took “Album of the year”. Finally “You never knew” was announced as “Song of the Year”. Mike gave a quick acceptance speech as it was his third time up there that night then he looked right into the camera and said “Well Luke, I guess you know now”. They partied so late into the night that they just collected their bags from their room and went right to the airport (Having a private jet is nice). Mike’s phone went off with a text while he was driving . Checking it when they got home he saw it was from Luke “Call me” The phone rang twice and a woman picked up “Hey Cathy” Mike said “It’s Mike is Luke there?” “He’s out back” she said then “Oh my god Mike, I KNEW I had heard Heartsong before the first time I heard it on the radio. We didn’t figure out it was you till halfway through your “You never knew” performance. Luke broke down when he realized ut was you and who you were singing about, Here he is now” “Hey Emo” Luke said. Luke had called him “Emo” since he had gotten bangs in the worst hair choice in his life. “Hey Wipeout” Mike replied. Trying to jump a skateboard over a curb and failing seven times in a row has it’s consequences. “Mike, listen, I always knew. I loved, love you too just not in that way. I never said anything because I was afraid to ruin our friendship. Next to Cathy and the kids you are and always will be the most important person in my life” It was Mike’s turn to break down and Jeff who had been standing close enough to listen wrapped him in his arms. “Same to you Wipeout” he said sniffing “Why don’t you bring Billy...” “His real name is Jeff. Billy is a stage name” “Ok, why don’t you bring Jeff to visit next summer? “We can take Cathy and the kids and go up to the lake fpr a couple days. The kids should get to know their God Father and his husband” Luke said “We will do it. We are planning on renewing our wedding vows and maybe we can do it in my home town church” Jeff nodded smiling “This time you can stand up for me” “I’d be honored” Luke said The next day Buzz returned walking up to Mike but looking at Hank he got on his knees and said “{‘ll do it”

I’ve said this in another thread … If you look up stats in Guinness Book of World records, you will see my name as the worlds best ass eater; I’ve won 18 consecutive gold medals. Seriously, I probably am the best tongue you ever will get up your hole. Whether I use my tongue, fingers, dick, toys, or my favorite, a speculum, I like to get your ass open and relaxed. I not only want to latch onto your ass hole, I want to dig my tongue up your ass. I want to feel the skin texture change from the wrinkles of your ass hole to that smooth porcelain finish inside. I want to hit nerve endings with the tip of my tongue that not only make your eyes roll back in your head, but make your eyes spin!