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This story is a pastiche of real things from my past, a real video on xtube, and fictional things that could have happened - or that maybe I wish had happened. He wasn’t, in fact, what I would call a bear now. But I was a lot younger then, and, well… you’ll see why I still call him that. I was studying at a university in a town surrounded by a lot of rural nothing, where there wasn’t much going on besides the university. The program was intense enough that it kept me pretty busy, so most of the sex I got was mutual handjobs or the occasional blowjob in the library bathroom. Back then I was really cautious about anal anyway, and used condoms for it, and never did it all that often. Partly guys were squirrelly about doing it in the bathrooms. But also, even though I craved it, the actual event was always underwhelming and didn’t feel that great. I was a bit of a computer geek (even though I wasn’t studying that) and the school was a good one – you would recognize the name. So naturally when the internet got going I had access early on. And of course I used it to find porn and sex chat. Now and then I’d even manage to hook up that way, although it was nothing like it is now with an app for every niche. And there was this one guy who frequented the local chat room. He wasn’t the sort that normally caught my eye (nor that does now, truth to tell). Clean shaven, very fine blond hair, and his face really didn’t do much for me. He looked like a High School football player gone to seed. In fact, his main picture was him sitting in a kitchen chair in a jersey with his dick out, stroking it. His dick was nice. Pointy head but then thick like a barrel. I didn’t know if I could take one that thick, but it made me want to try. And something about his profile text and facial expression got to me. I can’t even remember now exactly what it said, but it got under my skin. So I developed a bit of an obsession with him. But I wasn’t brave enough to actually chat him up, and also I wasn’t sure I really wanted to act on it. I found him fascinating but also just a tiny bit creepy. So I would visit his profile, and then watch some porn (or more often read it, back then) and jerk off. This went on for months. Finally, late one night when I had cruised the tea room all evening with no luck, I went online and he was logged in. And damnit, I was horny AF. So I messaged him. Back then my screen name was “Goldlocks”. Goldlocks: Hey there DavidHB: Hey, what’s up? Goldlocks: Horned up. Nice profile there. DavidHB: Thanks. What do you get into? Goldlocks: Beefy hairy guys. You? DavidHB: Fucking. Not picky about looks. You wanna? Well, crap. Yeah, I do, but I’m scared, too, and I don’t quite know why. The proposition is so sudden, and so direct. So there’s a pause. I’m not sure how long it is, probably not as long as it seems. DavidHB: You there? Goldlocks: Yes. Just thinking. Goldlocks: Yeah, I wanna. Where? DavidHB: Come to my place. “David” gave me his address and phone number and I told him I could be there in 20 minutes. He lived a little way out of town, so I had a quick shower and grabbed a couple of condoms and headed over. When I got there it was in a trailer park, very white trash. Jesus, the last time I visited somebody in a trailer park was in 5th grade when my best friend lived in one. He had said the door would be unlocked, and it was. I went in and it was dim. I could see the light was coming from the kitchen, one of those greenish fluorescent bulbs making a nasty buzz. I could hear porn playing in the bedroom so I went in there. That was even dimmer – the only light was from the TV. It smelled of stale cigarette smoke and body odor and a little of piss. He was sitting in the same kitchen chair, wearing the same jersey and a jockstrap, and stroking. “Get on the bed.” I almost left, right then. If I hadn’t been so damn horny I would have. But I was, so I got on the bed and dropped my shorts and got on my hands and knees. There was no discussion at all of top or bottom, somehow we both knew I was the one getting fucked. Then he came over and stuck his tongue in my ass. I had only ever been rimmed once before, in a bathroom by a guy with the face of an angel. It had turned me to quivering jelly then, and it did again now. Something about that warm wetness, the teasing poking moisture at my hole, connected with that fuck craving and switched it 200% on. I wanted fucked bad, and I wanted it now! I fished a condom out of my pocket and pushed it back along the bed toward him. He stood up and grabbed something off the nightstand. A bottle of poppers. I had read about them, but had never tried them. He took a hit in each nostril, then held the bottle out to me. I hesitated. “Kid, you’re gonna want these,” he said, hefting his dick in his other hand. “This thing is thick.” Sometimes you just gotta say “What the Fuck”… I took the bottle and took a hit in each nostril and handed it back. And then the poppers hit. That warm rushing sensation. And the fuck craving quintupled. Oh. My. God. He rimmed me for a few more seconds, getting me thoroughly wet. “Fuck me!” I could hear him spit on his dick. Then he put it against my hole. And teased it. “Fuck me!” He pushed the tip of it in. Fuck he wasn’t kidding about the thickness. He paused there, letting me get used to it. And pushed the open poppers bottle into my hand again. I took two big hits this time and held them in. “Do another.” OK… I already felt pretty fucked up but yeah. I took two more hits. And then he slid into me all at once, all the way. Fuck, that hurt! He held it there, not moving. And the fuck and the poppers took over my body and suddenly my ass opened and it didn’t hurt. It felt amazing. “Feel good, boy?” “FUCK yesssss!” He started moving again. First slowly, then picking up the pace. “Fuck, that’s a hot ass, boy!” “Fuck me!” My whole world consisted of his dick in my ass and the sounds of him in me, our breath, my heartbeat. “Fuck me!” He levered himself forward and put his weight on me, flattening me out on the bed. “Fuck me!” “Fuck yeah, boy!” I could smell his tobacco-tainted breath and feel it on the back of my neck. It was hot as fuck. And his fat dick buried in me was heaven. “Fuck me!” His ragged breathing told he was getting ready to cum. Wait, was he wearing the condom? Then I felt his dick swell up even thicker and his muscles spasm with orgasm. “Take my load. Take my dirty bear load!” I came all over his bed without touching myself. The condom was still there on the bed in its wrapper. I was in shock. In a daze, I pulled my shorts up and left without a word. He never messaged me again, and I sure as fuck didn’t message him. But the seed was planted (so to speak). Because this time the actual event of anal sex did feel great, and it was not underwhelming. More like overwhelming. I did try to use condoms, but my heart was never in it after that, and eventually I just gave up. Years later I was browsing xtube and I saw him again. There he was in that same jersey on that same kitchen chair, only this time it was a video. A pretty lousy video, might have been made back when he fucked me. I couldn’t resist checking out his profile. He had only put up four videos. The chair one, two really short ones, and one that was very dark. I clicked on the dark one. It was him fucking some twink on his bed. The same damn bed he had fucked me on. It started in the middle of the action, and was just him fucking for a while, with the twink occasionally repeating something that sounded like “fuck me.” And then he pushed the guy down and fucked him full-length, which didn’t last long. And as he came I heard it: “Take my load. Take my dirty bear load!”

So we meet again! had a couple hookups during the day and got 4 loads in me when I was hit by this couple again, we haven't played together since that time and after having my hole well lubed with cum but by a single cock every time I needed to get my hole ruined. 20 minutes later I was at their place and naked as they started feeling my body and fingering my wet pussy. we moved to the bedroom and they both laid on the bed next to each other as I began sucking them, I forgot just how thick they are and was enjoying feeling my throat stretch as I was taking them both all the way in. Soon after one of them moved behind me as I was deep throating his partner and in one push he was all the way in my pussy. they were like animals and I was there to please them however they want and the energy was so good! I was being fucked hard, very hard from both sides, my throat juices were all over the cock I was sucking and the loads I had already in me were sloshing and running down my thighs. I love feeling like a complete cumdump slut! After 20 minutes the guy fucking my hole announced he was cumming and since I couldn't speak with a mouth full of cock I just used my hands to pull him as deep as he can go as he was dumping his huge load in me. when he was finished they both pulled out and in a split second I had the other partner now fucking me as I was cleaning the cock that just pounded me from all the cum and my sweet ass juices. Again my hole was being fucked HARD as the guy I was sucking got rock hard again and started fucking my throat as well. soon the guy fucking me was breeding me with his load and it felt like a huge one too. of course I immediately went to clean him too as they both laid back on the bed and after I was done I took the hint and started to lower my pussy on the first guy cock, this time it was my turn to show him how hard I can fuck myself on his cock while his partner was resting. Or so I thought. cause soon after I had a bottle of poppers in my nose and the head of a cock pushing in alongside his partner, except it wasn't a real cock but the same dildo they used in the previous fuck. so I was being double penetrated by 2 identical cocks and it was sooooooo good! this went on for a long while since the second load took them longer. then I had the poppers back in my nose and I was told to take deep breaths, it was like 15 hits before I felt the second partner pushing in as well. fuck I was feeling so full, more that a fist even I think but I was growing like an animal as they took charge and started plowing my soon to wtecked pussy! it took them 30 minutes like that as i basically had 3 cock in me before they both announced they were cumming together. At this point I just realize I had cum myself twice as they assaulted my hole! when they finished I took them both in my mouth to clean up and taste it all before I collapsed on the bed for 10 minutes to catch my breath. i need to have a session with them together with my partner ASAP! oink

This isn't mine I've just altered it slightly to make it conform to breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Barbara Hastings walked down her hallway to the foot of the staircase drew, in one almighty breath and bellowed: "Thomas Hastings! If you do not drag yourself out of that pit of a bed now then you will wish you had not been born!" She was fairly certain that her neighbour's four doors down would have heard her shouting but she could not care less. She had a flight to catch and she was running perilously late. No response. She sucked in another lung full of air ready to bellow again but suddenly her eighteen year old son appeared at the top of the staircase. He was quite tall for his age. His skill as a runner and regular attendance at the local athletics club had given him a thin toned build. He was wearing just his pyjama bottoms exposing his smooth hairless chest. His blonde hair was tussled from where he had been sleeping and he blearily rubbed his eyes. He was a strikingly good looking boy. He took after his father on that front thought Barbara Hastings as she looked up at him. Shame that shit bag of a man had left them four years ago for that slut of a personal assistant. "What is it Mum?" He mumbled "its 7am and the school holidays! Why are you shouting up..." "Tom. For crying out loud" cut in Barbara Hastings "You clearly do not listen to a word I say. I am leaving now to catch my flight to The Hague. The builder starts today on the kitchen and you need to be up and dressed by 8am to let him in. Do not leave him on the doorstep waiting because you are in bed asleep, do you hear me?" It suddenly all came flooding back to Tom. His Mum had to travel for work and was going to be gone for four days. He had persuaded her that he was mature enough not to need any form of baby sitter and in any event she had arranged for the kitchen to be refitted whilst she was away. He had used the presence of a builder to argue that he would not be alone in any event. She had eventually agreed but on the condition he let the builder in each morning at 8am and stayed at home to make sure nothing went wrong. That suited Tom down to the ground. He wanted to crash out playing computer games and watching movies and was looking forward to four days without chores or nagging because if there was one thing Barbara Hastings excelled at, it was nagging. "Yeah I hear you" he answered. His mother was about to say more, clearly unsatisfied with his dismissive tone, but he was saved by the horn of the taxi that had arrived to take her to the airport. "That is the taxi, I am off, see you in four days" With that she grabbed her suitcase and rushed out the door. The slam echoed around the house for a moment before all was quite once more. Tom took a deep breath, yawned, stretched and then went straight back to bed. - - - - 2 - - - - Whoever was banging, Tom wished they would stop. He rolled over to the other side of his double bed and pulled the pillow over his head. The banging continued. What on earth were they doing he thought. "Shit!" he suddenly muttered. It must be the builder banging the front door. He scrambled out of bed and saw that the time was just after 8am. He could imagine his mother's face if she knew that he had fallen back asleep. It was not a nice image. "Shit, shit, shit!" he cried as he charged out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He got to the front door and without thinking he threw it open. What he saw in front of him made him gasp in surprise. Stood on the door step was the man who was clearly there to refit the kitchen. Tom could tell because there was a bag of tools in his hand and a builders van parked on the drive. What made him gasp was the size of the guy. He was huge. He towered over Tom and must have been at least 6'7" if not taller. He had a shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a firm square jaw line. His head rested on a massively veined neck that lead to the widest shoulders Tom had ever seen. His huge pectoral muscles were straining to rip through the material of his red t-shirt and his biceps twitched with power. Tom couldn't help notice that his tight jeans barely held a great bulge at the front, framed by calf muscles bigger than Tom's entire torso. Tom was so shocked he couldn't speak. His mouth just hung open. The giant man in front of him raised an eyebrow and asked in a thick Eastern European accent "You have kitchen done?" "Um, kitchen, um yeah?" Tom stuttered in reply, desperately trying to catch his wits whilst being suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still just wearing pyjama bottoms and nothing else. He involuntarily folded his arms for security. "I come in?" the man asked when Tom made no effort to move. "Um yeah, sure" Tom stepped out the way and the man walked in. Tom could feel the power radiating from his body as he went past him. There was something frightening yet magnetic about him. Like when you saw one of nature's giants, a lion or a polar bear up close. Tom led the man down the hallway. "Ok then, here is the kitchen. My Mum has moved everything out so you should be good to go" offered Tom. "Mmm" the man grunted. He suddenly turned to Tom and held out a hand the size of a shovel. "I Krzysztof" he introduced himself. "Oh yeah, right" mumbled Tom, embarrassed at his lack of manners. "I am Tom" and he took the big man's hand. His grip was like a vice and Tom winced as they shook. Krzysztof grunted in acknowledgement, turned, and put his tool bag down. He looked back at Tom who was stood frozen to the spot and fixed him with his piercing blue eyes. Tom felt himself wilting under his gaze and wished that he had stopped to put a t-shirt on. He must look so puny to this guy. After a second of awkward silence Tom decided it was time to leg it. "I will be upstairs... um... yeah" he mumbled and bolted out the kitchen and back up to his bedroom as quickly as his legs would carry him. He shut his door behind him and dived under his covers. He felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with him he thought? He had opened the door without a t-shirt on for God's sake. That was all. Why was he so worried about it? He couldn't put his finger on the answer. There was something magnetic about Krzysztof that meant you couldn't help but marvel at his powerful physique. Tom also realised that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling lately. He was no stranger to sex. Well on the internet anyway. He had a laptop and Ipad and his mother was singularly uninterested in monitoring what he did on them. Like most boys his age he was a masturbation fanatic. He jacked off whenever he had a spare moment. The internet was awash with free porn and he trawled the sites looking for new stuff to get off to. He had never had cause to question his sexuality until a few months ago. Bored of the same old videos he had strayed into the gay section on one of the websites. He had been drawn to videos involving what were called "twinks", young guys in their teens. He had watched a video set in a locker room where two athletic guys had sucked each other off then one of them had fucked the other. Tom had to admit that it was hot and he had imagined himself fucking another guy in the locker room after athletic practice. He reasoned that if he jacked off to straight porn where the girl was fucked up the arse then there was no difference to imagining fucking a guy in the same way. He had never found himself fantasising about guys who looked like Krzysztof though. Guys like that were not twinks but real hard, strong men who could break you in two as soon as look at you. Was he embarrassed by Krzysztof because he fancied him? No that couldn't be it he told himself. It really couldn't. Downstairs he could hear the sound of Krzysztof getting started on taking out the old kitchen fittings. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to thinking about how massive his biceps were. The old fittings stood no chance against his strength. What would it be like to touch those huge solid muscles he wondered? "Fucking hell" he muttered under his breath breaking the spell of his day dream. He was determined not to think about this anymore. Grabbing a towel he went and showered, doing everything he could not to conjure up images of the huge hunk downstairs. Having got dried off and dressed into his usual t-shirt and jeans Tom was about to head down to get a drink and something to eat from the makeshift kitchen his Mother had set up in the utility room. She had put in a mini-fridge and microwave in there so that he could survive for the days that the work was being done. He hesitated though as he reached the top of the staircase. Going to the utility room meant passing Krzysztof and he really didn't want to. From what he could hear the muscle man was well into ripping out the old kitchen. Maybe he would be too busy to notice him go by thought Tom and with that thought offering him some courage he headed down stairs. At the end of the hallway he stopped and carefully peeked around the door frame at the entrance to the kitchen. He really wished he hadn't. Ripping out the kitchen was obviously hard work because Krzysztof had taken off his t-shirt. His body was absolutely packed with pumped up muscle. Tom could see his two large pert nipples erect on top of his giant pecs. Every inch of the guy was covered in powerful gym pumped muscle. Tom also noticed the mass of tattoos running down the builder's arms. He was too scared to look for long enough to make out what the pictures were. Instead he took a deep breath and darted past to the utility room. Grabbing enough snacks to see him through the day he darted back the way he came and up to his room. He shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined not to go back downstairs until Krzysztof had gone home for the day. He passed the time playing his Xbox and hitting himself in the head every time his mind began to wander back to thinking about the builder. Soon enough 6pm arrived and he heard Krzysztof shouting up from the bottom of the stairs. "I go for day now" he called. Tom slightly opened his door and shouted back. "Ok, bye" He heard the front door open and then shut. Breathing a sigh of relief he waited until he heard Krzysztof's van pull away from the drive and went downstairs. The kitchen had been totally ripped out. Tom would not have been surprised if Krzysztof had done it with his bare hands. He smacked himself in the head again. "Stop thinking about him" he muttered out loud. - - - - 3 - - - - "You slag!" shouted one woman at the other. Tom was eating his microwave dinner whilst watching the soap Eastenders. He had no idea what was going on but these two women were going hammer and tongs at each other in their local pub. It was quite good. Suddenly the house phone began to ring. He put his dinner down and paused the telly. He wanted to see the rest of this cat fight. He picked up the phone from the table in the hallway. "Hello" "Tom, it Krzysztof" Jesus thought Tom, what did he want? He had pretty much succeeded in getting all thoughts of the man out of his confused mind and now here he was on the phone. "I left bag in kitchen. Can I come now to get it?" "Um..." Tom couldn't think of a reason to say no so he agreed. "Sure. Just knock the front door. I am at home." "Ok, be there soon" Krzysztof replied. Tom put the phone down. Jesus Christ he thought. He walked back into the front room. His dinner and the catfight on Eastenders no longer had any pleasure in them and he slumped down on the sofa. What the fuck was wrong with him? He needed to get a grip. - - - - 4 - - - - Even though he was expecting it the knock at the door made Tom jump. He walked out into the hallway. It was definitely Krzysztof. There was no mistaking his massive shadow through the frosted glass panelling of the door panels. Tom took a deep breath and opened it. "Tom" smiled Krzysztof "Ok for me to get bag?" "Sure" replied Tom standing to one side. Krzysztof walked in. The evening was a bit chilly and he was wearing a zip up hoody with a white vest underneath. Tom could just make out the central line of his chest separating those huge pectoral muscles before it disappeared behind the white cotton material of the vest. Krzysztof went into the kitchen and came back with his bag. "Can I use toilet?" he asked. "Yep it is just upstairs on the left" offered Tom and tried his best not to watch Krzysztof's muscular arse and legs as he climbed the stairs. Not quite sure whether he should wait holding the front door Tom decided to shut it and instead hovered at the bottom of the stairs. After a while of not being able to hear very much he decided that perhaps he should make sure Krzysztof was ok, and thinking of what his mother would say make sure that he wasn't stealing anything. Reluctantly he went upstairs. As he reached the top he could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He hesitated but found the courage and walked up to it. He tentatively pushed it open. "Krzysztof are you ok..." He stopped mid sentence and stood shocked. Not sure what to do. Krzysztof had taken off his zip up hoody and was now just wearing his tight white vest top. He was leant over at the side of the sink snorting a line of white powder from the top of the cistern lid. He looked up at Tom. "Me ok, left my bag with my stuff and need it for weekend" He seemed completely unfazed by the fact that Tom had caught him clearly doing cocaine in his bathroom. His Mum would have been screaming the house down and dialling 999 even as Tom just stood there, too dumbfounded to speak. Krzysztof must have taken his shock for something else because he said "You try" and he held out the rolled up twenty pound note he had used to snort the line to Tom. Tom didn't know what to do. His first reaction was to tell Krzysztof to leave but he was completely out of his depth. Then he felt a sudden compulsion to agree to Krzysztof's offer. But what was he thinking? He had only ever smoked a cigarette for fucks sake and now he was considering taking a class A drug. "I have never... um..." stuttered Tom, unable to resolve the conflict in his mind. "You do little" suggested Krzysztof and again offered the note. Fuck it resolved Tom. What could happen? People did it all the time. His Mother was away for the next four days and he surely would have recovered from a single snort by then. He took a deep breath. He walked over to Krzysztof and took the note. There was a small line of the powder left and without allowing any time to talk himself out of his reckless agreement Tom lent down and snorted it. He straightened up and looked at Krzysztof who smiled at him. "You will be ok" said Krzysztof "it just little bit" and he laughed. Tom laughed as well. He wasn't instantly struck down dead and he felt the thrill of having done something incredibly mischievous. A few moments later that thrill was replaced with a feeling that Tom had never felt before. It was like the feeling you had at Christmas when you were a kid. Uncontained joy and excitement. Krzysztof laughed seeing the smile plastered on Tom's face. "It working yes?" "Yeah, I think so" replied Tom "Hey let's put on music" and with that he bounded into his bedroom to find his ipod. Putting it on shuffle he turned it up and felt the urge to dance. This was great. Krzysztof followed him into the room and sat down on the bed. Tom didn't know how long for but they chatted and chose tracks to play and Tom danced in front of Krzysztof. In his euphoric state he didn't notice the way Krzysztof looked at him. A passionate animalistic look of lust. The drug had put Tom completely at ease with this giant of a man. "You want more?" asked Krzysztof suddenly. Tom was too far gone now to give any answer other than yes. "Sure he said" and watched as Krzysztof took out a small bag of the white powder and racked it up in lines on Tom's desk. Krzysztof lent down and snorted two of the lines in quick succession. Tom took the note that he was offered. There were two lines left, much larger than the one he had done in the bathroom. He lent down and snorted one. "And other" prompted Krzysztof. Tom did as he was bid and snorted the second line as well. He felt the wave of the high hit him almost at once and he stood up and titled his head back as it washed over him. He suddenly felt the powerful presence of Krzysztof behind him and as he turned his head to see what had brought the massive builder so close to him he felt Krzysztof's arms encircle his waist and a hand go to his cock. "What... what are you doing?" he stuttered, still caught on the wave of the high. "Mmmmm little baby" was all Krzysztof offered by way of reply and he squeezed Tom's cock through the material of his jeans. It responded at once and was achingly hard within seconds. Tom was powerless in the grip of this huge stud. He was horny as hell though. The high had made him crazy to get off and he felt himself pushing back against the muscle hunk. "Yeah, baby wants me" growled Krzysztof and he let Tom go for the few seconds it took to pull of his vest, exposing his massive physique. Tom tried to turn but Krzysztof grabbed him too quickly and pulled him against him so that they were both facing once more to the front by the desk. Tom could feel Krzysztof's massive pecs pulsating and lent backwards against them as Krzysztof undid his jeans button and pulled both his jeans and boxers down to his knees. Tom was powerless as the effects of the two lines really started to kick in. His exposed teenage cock twitched in the air and his tight little bubble butt was exposed to the builder who held him tightly. Although he couldn't see behind him Tom could not mistake the sound of the zip on Krzysztof's jeans being lowered nor the touch of the man's massive cock head at the entrance to his tight butt hole. In a sudden moment of clarity he realised Krzysztof was going to fuck him. "Wait, Krzysztof, I..." he began but the hunk clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his protests dead. "Shhh baby" he growled sexily in Tom's ear. Tom felt Krzysztof let go of him and realised he was reaching into his own jeans pocket to get something. Tom breathed deeply, trying to focus, the drug had him overwhelmed and before he could think with any clarity Krzysztof's arms encircled him again and he saw that Krzysztof was holding a small bottle of liquid. "Poppers baby" offered Krzysztof by way of explanation. Tom had no idea what that meant. Krzysztof undid the bottle top and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom caught the strong smell and guessed he had to sniff it. He inhaled deeply once and then again. Krzysztof took the bottle and Tom heard him sniff deeply himself. The effect hit him like a freight train. The wave of pleasure washed over him and there were stars in front of his eyes. His cock twitched uncontrollably. "Fuck" he moaned at the effect of the high. "I fuck" growled Krzysztof loudly who was clearly being driven wild by his own poppers rush. The huge muscular man put his hands on Tom's hips and suddenly he drove his monster cock straight into the boy's virgin hole. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" cried Tom as the pain overcame the cocaine and even the poppers. Krzysztof bear hugged Tom against him as his pushed his cock in right up till the hilt. Tom was shaking uncontrollably in his vice like grip. Krzysztof still had the poppers in his hand and so he undid the lid and held the bottle to his boy's nose. Tom sniffed deeply, wanting anything to overcome the throbbing pain from his arse. Krzysztof lent down and sniffed at the bottle at the same time, the two of them inhaling the high.Krzysztof put the lid on the bottle and put it on the desk. He moved his hands down to Tom's hips and slowly withdrew his cock until only the tip was still inside the young virgin. Then he ploughed it back into the tight hole his huge thighs smacking against Tom's plump arse cheeks. Tom yelled out again but this time there was a cry of pleasure mixed with the exclamation of pain. He was so high all he could think was that he wanted this hunk to destroy his hole. His own cock was solid and leaking precum from the tip. "God Krzysztof" he moaned "fucking do me" The bull of a man needed no more bidding and he began to piston in and out of Tom who gripped the edge of his desk. Krzysztof's strokes were so hard and powerful that the boy was lifted from the floor. Suspended in mid air and held in place between the desk and the iron grip of his muscular builder Tom was nailed. In and in drove Krzysztof, wild on the combined high of coke and poppers. His cock was thick with veins and his bollocks heavy with spunk as he fucking nailed his little baby. "Fuck yeah" he growled "You fucking bitch" His insults, delivered in his thick accent turned Tom on even more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a pain and pleasure never experienced before. He could only moan and grunt like the whores he normally dreamt about fucking in the straight porn he watched. The noises from Tom drove Krzysztof on even more. Krzysztof suddenly pulled out of Tom's boy cunt, lifted him up and threw him over onto the bed. Tom lay there panting for breath. He felt down to his arse and could feel his hole gaping at the ramming he had just been given. He looked up at Krzysztof. The man stepped out of his jeans and stood there fully naked. His muscular body was glistening with the sweat of exertion, the beads running down his chest and tattooed arms. His cock was huge and pulsating. Involuntary spasms causing the shaft to quiver every few moments. "You like bitch?" he growled. Fuck thought Tom, this man was a God. His inhibitions were completely gone. "Yeah I like" he panted. "Call me Daddy" Krzysztof grunted. "I like Daddy, I like..." replied Tom feeling his cock throb. "You want Daddy to fuck you?" asked Krzysztof The reality of the massive cock tearing him open again caused Tom to hesitate. "Yes Daddy, but can I have a break..." he pleaded. "No break for little bitch" ordered Krzysztof and he reached out to the desk and picked up the bottle of poppers. He undid the lid and sniffed very deeply. Twice to each nostril. Returning the bottle to the table he stood looking down at Tom. Tom saw the poppers take hold of the stud and he saw the massive cock begin to twitch uncontrollably. Then with a grunt Krzysztof strode forward and grabbed Tom by the ankle, pulling him to him and flipping him onto his front. Two massive tree trunk arms planted down either side of Tom's head as the hunk lowered his massive body onto the boy crushing him. His huge meaty cock, aching with unleashed spunk found its hole and once more drove in deep. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" cried Tom but he was going nowhere. Krzysztof was making animal grunts and moans as he fucked the lad without mercy. If Tom had been nailed moments before this was something else. Drugs drove the massive animal on, adding to his power and stamina. For what seemed like an eternity Tom lay moaning and begging for his Daddy to fuck him as Krzysztof never let up. The only pause was when the builder flipped him onto his front so that his legs now rested on the massive shoulders and bent back down onto him exposing his hole to the air and then the builder began fucking him hard again. The sweat from Krzysztof dripped from his huge pecs and landed on Toms face and in his mouth. The drugged up boy swallowed it down, happy to taste his Daddies manly perspiration. The fucking went on, never letting up until Krzysztof changed pace and began to withdraw his cock all the way then plunge it as hard as he could into Tom. Each slow fuck was twice as powerful as the frantic pumping that had gone before and the whole bed shook as the builder's mighty tool speared Tom right into the gut. Krzysztof let out a huge grunt as he crushed his massive rock solid cock into Tom's tight hole. Tom was completely overcome by the feelings convulsing throughout his entire body. He moaned loudly each time Krzysztof drove into him, staring up into the hunks deep blue passionate eyes, begging him to fuck his hole. "Fuck me Daddy" he moaned over and over as Krzysztof did just that. Krzysztof's huge thrusts slowed momentarily as he lent back and reached for the poppers sat on the desk behind him. Picking up the bottle he undid the lid and lent in close to Tom, his massive shoulders forcing Tom's legs back behind his head so that Krzysztof's face was against his. "Sniff baby" he ordered and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom did as he was told and at the same time Krzysztof sniffed them as well. The two of them breathing in the strong odour of the drug and feeling it take hold of them. Krzysztof put the poppers to one side and lent back down to Tom. He began to passionately kiss the young boy, his tongue forcing its way deep into Tom's mouth. The muscle hunk's big full lips completely covered Tom's and completely owned him. Tom closed his eyes as his Daddy desperately and frantically snogged him. The poppers were doing their job and Tom felt their hot flush on his cheeks. At the same time he felt Krzysztof swell even bigger inside him. The stud pulled away and adjusted his position to ensure he could penetrate his young boy's cunt to maximum depth. He placed one huge hand over Tom's mouth and the other around his neck. He was going to cum inside this kid but the drugs in his system meant he was going to have to drill him without mercy. He wasn't going to let Tom even try to ask him to stop. This was about him now and no one else. He began by driving into Tom as deeply and forcefully as he could. He felt the boy buckle and shake at the violation and saw his eyes go wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. "FUCK" Krzysztof growled. He pulled his massive meat almost completely out the tight hole and let the quivering of his cock massage the boys rim for a moment. Then he smashed it into the little cunt again, and then again and then again. He tightened his grip on Tom's mouth and throat and started to pick up pace. The ipod had run out of music to play and the only sound that filled the room was Krzysztof's massive muscular thighs banging against Tom's bubble butt, the huge roars of Krzysztof as he delivered each thrust and the muffled moans of Tom as he took the massive cock right up his tight hole. Faster and harder the muscular God went. He felt a huge load of cum building at the base of his shaft and he shouted out as he drove into Tom harder and harder, desperate to unleash his seed into his boy. He looked down at Tom who was staring wildly up at him, his eyes watering from being mercilessly ripped in two. Krzysztof gritted his teeth and the massive muscles on his arms bulged taut over thick pumped up veins. He drove Tom down into the bed causing it to creak and the headboard to bang against the wall in time with his massive thrusts. Then with one massive surge his cum was unleashed. It flowed up his massive stiff shaft and exploded out the huge round cock head coating the inside of Tom's arse with thick white spunk. Tom felt the hot mess spewing up inside him into his guts and cried muffled screams of lust and joy into the palm of Krzysztof's hand. "URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH" grunted Krzysztof as he slowed down his thrusting and let the convulsing of Tom's arse milk out every last drop of his man seed. Sweat was pouring of his pecs and forehead and he released Tom from his grip and stretched his massive body. Tom looked up with a mixture of awe and longing. "God..." was all he could manage "God..." Krzysztof collapsed on top of him and Tom put his hands around those massive shoulders. Their sweaty bodies pressing tight against each other, Krzysztof's cock still resting inside him. Krzysztof began chewing at Tom's neck and ears and the touch of the man's tongue and teeth caused Tom to moan loudly. "Baby not cum yet" whispered Krzysztof into his ear and at the same time the huge man began to rotate his hips. Tom felt the massive cock stir to life inside him as it slid around in the cum that had just been fired up his arse. "Oh God Daddy" moaned Tom and Krzysztof rolled over onto his back, being careful to keep his dick inside his boy. Tom found himself on top and took a deep breath of air. He placed his hands onto Krzysztof's massive pumped up chest to steady himself and then he began to gyrate his hips. He felt the huge man's cock move inside him and was hit with a new wave of pleasure. Krzysztof held his hips to make sure Tom stayed firmly on his dick but gave him the freedom to move his arse in the motion he wanted. Tom began to gyrate more quickly. It was nothing like the massive pounding Krzysztof had just given him, Tom was being much more careful and slow but the wave of joy rolled over him as he felt Krzysztof's cock brush his prostate. He noticed that the bottle of poppers was still lying on the bed and he picked it up and took a couple more deep sniffs, he held it to Krzysztof who did the same. Tom then began to bounce up and down on the shaft and Krzysztof slowly rotated his hips so that his cock slid back into Tom at a slightly different angle each time, causing new throbs of pleasure and making the boy moan and groan. Tom took hold of his teenage dick and began to slowly stroke his own spunk out. He used the sweat from Krzysztof's body as lube and built up a steady rhythm. "Baby cum for Daddy" growled Krzysztof and Tom began to bounce harder as Krzysztof pushed his hips upwards to help the little boy take every inch of his massive cock. The look of lust on the studs face sent Tom over the edge. "FUUUUUCK" he cried as hot creamy boy spunk sprayed out of his nob head and onto Krzysztof's pecs. "AHHH AHHHH AHHHH" moaned Tom as every last drop dripped out of him. "Fucking good yeah?" asked Krzysztof as Tom looked down at the huge load running over the hunks pecs and nipples. "Fuck yeah Krzysztof" he panted. "Daddy" corrected Krzysztof frowning. "Fuck yeah Daddy" repeated Tom. Quick as a flash Krzysztof rolled over so that Tom was once more underneath him. "Daddy hard again baby" he growled and suddenly and violently he rammed his still stiff cock deep into Tom. "FUUUCK" exploded Tom who was aware of the tenderness in his arse now he had cummed. Krzysztof withdrew and ploughed into him again. "We have all night baby" he promised and he pulled Tom tight against the sticky mess covering his massive chest muscles. He began his relentless pounding rhythm again the bed began to shake again. "Fuck Daddy" was the muffled cry that came from the boy completely encased in the builders huge arms. It was going to be a long night.

While the sluttier side will say "give up your hole to whatever man wants it," the real answer is that it's your fucking body. When you're done, you're done. You don't owe anyone anything, only yourself. If you're enjoying it, keep going. If you feel that you're done or a guy creeps you out, leave. You decide.

Karl woke up with a start. Everything was shaking and he heard things crashing and breaking. He saw the ever present lights go out and emergency lights come up. At the same time heard the magnetic locks on the doors disengage. He sprang up and pushed his door open by sliding it into the wall and then he did the same to the door on Charly's cell as well “What’s happening?” Charly said in a sleepy confused voice as the shaking stopped “The doors are open! Quick! Let's go!!” Karl whispered The door to they guard room was completely blocked by debris. The boys didn’t give them a second thought as the grabbed their duffle bags off the table they had been sitting on since they had woken up here The place felt cold and sterile. Kind of futuristic with glass walled cells for the two of them, AT least they had been able to see each other though they had not been able to touch in the two months they had been there. As they go to the door to the outside the hugged each other and kissed deeply then they ran for it. They were in a large industrial park in some unknown city. They had vanished by the time the next shift of guards arrived hours later The earthquake had knocked out communications so it was it was even later when they boy’s escape was reported to headquarters ********************* Zeke. Tommy and Red sat in Agnes’s new office. She had moved her headquarters to the city they lived in o manage her new east coast offices and to see more of her son Cole This meeting was supposed to happen yesterday but the city had been in turmoil from that earthquake. They were so rare in this part of the country so they had rescheduled Zeke explained the “Neg radar” the three of them had been experiencing and how it almost always led to a sexual encounter “Any ideas?” Zeke asked “It’s not like we mind nut it is unusual, the kind of thing you might be interested in” “Actually I fo have a guess nut I want to test the theory before I say anything. Let me set up some experiments and I will need all there of you to participate. We will set up some times for you to come in as soon as I have it all ready” She would not say more. She hated being wrong and she needed more data ********************* The boys were holed up in a cheap hotel room eating Chinese take out. The small amount of money in their bags had run out but making money was easy . All Karl had to do was go hand out near the downtown financial district and strike up a conversation with a wealthy looking man who gave him “The feeling” Usually within half an hour they had set a price and Karl was breeding the man in his office, apartment or a hotel room Karl refused to let Charly do the same, though they had both been trained in the method during their two months of captivity Karl and Charly had grown up in the same strange town. It was a small spot of green in the middle of a rocky desert. There had been three streets with 11 houses each and a school Three boys lived in each house with a “dad” who also taught at the school or staffed it All 99 boys in town were about the same age, within just a few dats of each other. No one new ever came to town and no one ever seemed to leave. All meals were served in the school cafeteria and showers were taken iin the locker room The boys had all the normal classes as well as classes like “Social interactions” Where they wer trained about how to live in the outside world Karl and Charly had not been particularly close until one morning when they were both twelve. They woke up, got out of their beds and went out into the street looking for each other. They could sense where the other was and so it didn’t take long, The town woke to find the two of them sitting on a bench holding hands and kissing. There were no recriminations and the boys were allowed to continue their relationship though to their great frustration they were never allowed to be alone in secluded places together “You are to young for that kind of thing” The adults would tell them with abused smiles There was no doubt that they loved each other and were meant to be together. There were other budding romances in the town but no others like theirs A their 18th birthday approached all the boys were told that they would go to sleep the night before their birthday and when woke up they would be with a “family” who would help them get on their feet. Every boy in town had good enough grades to get accepted to any college they wanted to go to and they would have the financial support to pay tuition though they would have to work to support their other needs The duffle bags they were each provided with had some money and clothes as well as their personal documents. They were advised to never speak of the town they were raised in. Their new “families” would help them come up with a history for public consumption. They were told no one would believe them and that even if they found this place again that the town would be gone with out a trace Karl and Charly shared a birthday and they were assured they would be kept together They had woken up on their 18th birthday in adjoining cells. The very first thing that happened when they woke up was that they got to watch the boy they loved be forced onto their back and bred by two strange men through the glass partition that separated them, The men were not gentle and niethr boy could decide what was worse. The pain or the cried of their soulmate as he was fucked Two weeks later they were both ill for a few days When they recovered Mr. Thompson who had been the head teacher in their school came in and told them they were going to be his “Super predators” and they were going to change the world Their training in how to sell their cocks and take advantage of other men started after that. Karl measured in at 10 inches of vein covered cock while Charly was smoother and 8 inches They constantly asked if they would be allowed to stay together but Mr, Thompson said that was a trivial concern and that they had important work to do After their escape they had had several close calls with men they were sure were looking for them. They slipped out of town on a bus bound fir the larger city up north, Something seemed to draw them there So now they ate their Chinese and wondered what to do next ******************* The experiments were done and they again sat in Agnes’s office The trials were simple, They each sat in a room alone, then various men came in, talked to them for a few minutes then left and they marked on a note pad if the “Neg Radar” had gone off The air seemed to circulate in the room between each visit “I was right. It’s pheromones” Agnes said “When a neg man who is the least but attracted to you comes near you he gives off certain chemicals. If you are attracted to them your ability to sense these chemicals on a subconscious level goes up and your “Neg radar” goes off." "You also put off very strong pheromones of your own that have a strong aphrodisiacal effect, Some of the test subjects said they wanted to rip your clothes off right there and… well you know” She said with a smirk “It does not work if there is not a mutual attraction. All the guys in your groups were types you each specifically prefer and only the totally straight ones or ones that were poz did not srt your radar off. You boys are literally neg boy breeding machines, Of your strain was dangerous I would be concerned” She finished leaving them stunned “It’s something to think about” Tommy said with a raised eyebrow The mystery of the “Neg radar” was solved. That evening the three of them discussed it and agreed to be more aware and responsible with how they used it but they all thought they had lots of fun ahead ********************* Karl searched frantically for Charly, He could usually sense where he was but they had gotten separated and now he seems to sense him both ahead of him and behind him He had spotted those men who were looking for them, He had to find him! Was that him up ahead? As he got closer he saw that the man had darker hair and a beard but the sense of Charlie seemed tostill be ahead. He bumped into the man as he brushed past and went around a corner ********************* Tommy was confused He could feel that Zeke was upset behind him but call ahead of him? He was jostled as a man bumped him and went around the corner and Tommy’s confusion grew. The man was Zeke. The hair, the walk, the feeling were the same. If he was upset why would he just rush past him? Tommy rounded the corner and ran headlong into Zeke… wearing different clothes than the man who had jostled him “You ok?” Zeke asked "I could feel you and that you were upset” The other “Zeke” had stopped a few feet away and he turned around Tommy’s jaw dropped It was Zeke. No not his Zeke, This Zeke looked like Zeke’s college pictures. Much younger than his Zeke somehow "Young Zeke" walked up to him with tears in his eyes “Who are you and why do you feel like Charly? Where is Charly?” “I’m right here Karl” A voice came from behind Tommy and he saw his Zeke’s jaw dropped too Zeke had a memory of a face, of a boy walking through the door to the back room of the bathhouse he had ruled for years. A face that would change his life. This “Charly” was wearing that face. That exact face And the distress Zeke felt was coming from this Charly “I saw Mr. Thompson’s men. We have to go!” Karl said “Darrel Thompson" Zeke asked shapely and Karl nodded Zeke pulled out his phone and hit a button only used in emergencies Within minutes an armed security team surrounded the four of them and Theo directed them all into the back of a van Karl seemed to want to run but Tommy put a hand on his arm and said “Come with us. You will be safe. You know I can’t lie to you. I know you can feel that” Karl nodded shocked because he did know, then nodded and they got into the van It was a little known secret that Tommy and Zeke absolutely could not lie to each other. If they tried not only did the other know they were lying they also knew exactly what the truth was. It was bloody damn inconvenient around birthdays and holidays because they could also sense when the other was keeping something hidden The way this Karl felt to Tommy would never attempt to lie to him. The four sat staring at each other and Tommy noticed the other two’s hands sought each others exactly the way his and Zeke’s did during turmoil Tommy searched his feelings quickly. He felt the mental connection with Karl but felt nno particular love or affection for him and that was a relief The three sighs that came from around him told him that he was not the only one who had done a quick soul search “I’m talking you all to the estate. It’s more secure there,” Theo said from the drivers seat Zeke called Red and toll him to meet them there “What’s wrong and why do you and Tommy feel all fuzzy?” Red asked “I think you are going to have to see this for yourself. I honestly don’t think you would believe me otherwise” Zeke said “Three hours later they were all at the estate and it was Red’s turn for a jaw drop moment Red could only sense Karl and Charly when they were close to Zeke and Tommy and they couldn't feel him at all They did a little experimentation and the sense of connection started to fade at about 500 feet. Even up close was not as strong as the one each couple shared. They would later find out that the connection never totally faded now, Even thousands of miles away they could get a vague sense of direction Agnes showed up the next day with a van full of equipment She took blood samples from all four of them and started testing While they waited Karl and Charly told their story. Then Agnes returned “They are genetically identical to you two” Agnes told them “The only possible explanation is that they are clones” “But they are 18 years old!” Tommy protested “I would have been 8, almost 9 when they were born!” “Did anything unusual happen to either of you the year before they were born?” Theo asked “About all I can think of was that I was one of the 99 boys who caught the “4th of July flu” I was in the hospital for two days” Zeke said “I caught it too!” Tommy said “I remember because while I was in the hospital I got to play with Mark’s old gameboy the entire time The 4th of July flu was a local news anomaly. 99 boys in town and throughout this area of the state between 5 and 18 had caught a strange disease that caused spots a high fever after attending fireworks displays All 99 boys had been hospitalized but the disease was never identified “There were 99 boys in the town we grew up in” Charly said He was h=having trouble with all of this “If I am a clone am I even a real person?” He though and the Karl was there holding him and his thoughts calmed “Whoever did this must have taken cells from you while you were in the hospital” Agnes said Zeke thought of something, He and Tommy had both grown up within 10 miles of each other so… “You!” He said pointing at Tommy “You were that little kid in the room behind me who played Tetris for two days straight! I heard that fucking song in my head for years!” “I wonder if we would have fallen in love back then if you had come in and told me to shut it off” Tommy said smiling “How much you want to bet that the morning these two said they woke up at 12 years old, found each other and fell in love was the morning after we met?” Zeke said “The dates line up” Tommy said “They are both already infected with the Angel Strain of HIV as well” Agnes said. Then she explained the differences in the stain to the two horrified boys Tommy stood and walked over to Karl and Charly. He got down on his knees in front of where they say and took them both in his arms “This is overwhelming for all of us” He looked at Zeke who nodded, knowing what he was thinking “But I promise you this. Zeke and I will always protect you two. We will always keep you safe. You are the closest thing to children we will ever have and we are glad to welcome you into our lives” Tommy could not lie to Karl who said “He means all that" to Charly They both hugged Tommy back and Zeke came over and sat beside them adding his arms to the mix. Red did the same on the other side and a new family was born ********************* A few days later Darrell Thompson raged as he looked over the city from his hotel suite. 20 years of work down the toilet, his “Super predators” had escaped To make matters worse they were being protected by people who had the resources to keep them safe, People who had good reason to keep them safe. As long as they were under that protection trying to get to them was futile. All he could do was watch and wait for an opportunity to… The door burst open and the room was suddenly full of men yelling "F.B.I. Get on the floor with your hands behind your head!" As he was cuffed two men walked in “How many favors did you have to call in to get this done Sal?” one asked “None, You know the Feds have wanted him for years, Theo” Sal replied “Now maybe we can finally get some answers” Theo said happily as Darrell was read his rights ********************************************************************************************** Just when you thought it couldn’t get any deeper… Let me know what you think Scanbu

First you need to clearly define what is important to you. If you are (for example) looking for a boyfriend, or want someone with soft, smooth, kissable lips, then hold onto your standards, whatever they may be. But if your goal is to get dick -- lots of dick -- and lots of cum, think in terms of broadening your level of acceptance. Drop any preconceptions about appearance and focus solely on cock. Just because a guy may have a less than attractive face or less than ideal physique, that doesn't mean he can't give you a good fuck. So keep the lights off, wear a hood or blindfold if you want, get your ass up, lubed and ready so the only thing you need to anticipate is a cock sliding into your hole. Remember: there are no ugly guys in a dark room. Stinky maybe, but not ugly.

While cruising the State Park during a hot July summer, I decided to take one of the woodsier trails back into the wilder areas. The trail almost got lost in the underbrush, but I kept on walking. It was pretty quiet until I came into a small clearing that couldn't be seen from the road. There right in front of me was a Japanese man with his wrists cuffed and tied to seperate trees lifting him on his tip toes. His was completely naked, and his feet were similarly cuffed and tied barefoot and giving his body the appearance of an "X." Beside the man, was a table with different implements on it including lube, toys, riding crop and flogger, tit clamps. and more. Also, to my dismay ... condoms. The man felt my presence, and said, "Hey. My wife caught me smoking. I am not supposed to smoke anymore, but she caught me. She said I had to do this as punishment for my disobedience. I only ask that you play safe. You can do anything you wish, but please use condoms for fucking." "This is hot but kind of weird man," I said. I was surprised, but also turned on quite a bit. This fortunate find was stirring an aggression I didn't know I had in me. This fucker disobeyed his wife, and now he was gonna pay the price. I had on easy to kick off running shoes, shed my shorts and underwear, but kept my wife beater t-shirt on. He was smooth all over, and had a Dad bod, with some muscle. It was obvious he was pretty sedentary during his work week. I on the other hand played soccer everyday and didn't have an ounce of fat on me, which made my cock look even bigger. Under my shirt, I had a light smattering of hair and a treasure trail that reach down to the treasure this man would soon discover. I was fairly lean with a 5'10 frame, with dark hair and even darker eyes. Eyes that right now I am sure looked black. I went up and said, "Well, if I help you out, what is in it for me?" "Any thing you want?" "Anything huh?" With that I set up my camera phone on a nearby stump where he didn't see it. You could tell he was getting cold by the goose bumps on his skin and his rigid nipples. Even the little hair around his nips stood straight out. I ran my hand lightly down his back causing him to shiver. "Its your lucky day. I have some frustrations to work out," I said matter of factly. Among the toys was a ball gags, which I securely fastened to his head. It was really tight to the point that he made gurgling sounds as his tongue adjusted. I took a balaclava type mask off the table and put it over his head so he couldn't see. I got really close to his neck and licked a bit of his persperation. He shivered. I picked up the ruthless looking tit clamps with a chain tying them together. I tested the sharpness and tightness of the metal clamps. I whistled. "You might feel a little pinch." I matter of factly attached the left clamp and gave it a tug. Whimpering came from under the mask. "Oh you liked that. It sounds like it felt good. Lets do the other. I gave it a little extra pinch.'" The whimper loudly this time. I grabbed the chain and gave it a pull to the dismay of the man hanging before me. He tried to cry out, but nothing but gurggley whines. He also wiggled trying to get free. "We are just getting started friend." My backpack was still on, so I swung it off my shoulder and opened the zipper and pulled out some Icy Hot. The muscles in my back had been giving me trouble, so I kept some on hand for after practice. I took some of the cream and rubbed it all over his balls and his tiny plump dick, making sure to not miss his piss slit. He was relieved at the gentle massage until the medicine in the cream started it's slow burn. He cried out, "Peeefs stup." "I don't understand you, and I find it irritating that you are distracting me," I growled. I then put some of the cream on his already inflamed nipples. I grabbed the riding crop off the table, and then I grabbed his burning nutsac and pulled them back between his knees. I took the riding crop and gave him six good whacks with the crop on his balls. He tried to scream. "Those were for my enjoyment. Your wife gets four as well, because ..." Whack "You!" Whack. "Didn't!" Whack. "Listen!" Whack. The mask hung sweat soaked as he was trying to get away. The mosquitos were having the time of their lives drawing out his blood little by little. A wasp landed on his right pec. I took the riding crop and hit him so it stung. By the time I crushed it, It had gotten him six times. "Are you allergic to wasps?" He shook his head no. "That's a good thing for you friend. ... That wasn't out of bounds, was it? You said I could do whatever I wanted too, right? Oh, and we forgot to agree on a safe word." Silence. I walked up and washed his balls with some bottled water he had on the table. The cool of the water startled him and he shuddered. "I believe I asked you a question?" and I tugged his chain so hard the nipple clamps ripped off leaving red welts. He tried to scream and spit out a glob of sputum. I took the glob and smeared it is his crack. I took the water botter and shoved the top in his asshole and squeezed water into his rectum. Again he tried to pull away. The water came out as I used my two meaty fingers to pry it open. The water was clear. "Good boy. Now answer my question by nodding 'yes or no' before I take some of that stinging nettle you trussed yourself up near like an idiot, and apply it to some very sensitive places where the oils will burn and burn and water won't help." His head nodded in acceptence. "You said I could do whatever I wanted. Yes or no?" He nodded in agreement. "I brought along a little something something that might help you actually enjoy some of this fun we're having. Would you like that?" Head nodding through sounds of crying. I reached into my bad and found a plastic baggie full of shards. I took a fairly large one placed it at his hole, and took a small butt plug I had slightly lubed and pushed the shard it, causing instant burning. More writhing, crying, gurgling from the man hung by his extremities between two trees. "You will get used to it, you smoking disobedient asshole. You'll get to love it. Your wife will wish you still smoked a pack a day when I finish with you. We haven't even used half the stuff on this table yet." I then took a rope off the table and tied a loop around his nuts and pulled them tight to thick branch of a fallen tree and then tied his dick by the glans to the tree in front of him pulling it tight in the opposite direction. It was slipping off the tip of his dick, so I used the clamps to secure the rope. He writhed in pain as the clamps latched on, which caused his sac to painfully stretch. I took the toys and started fucking him with it and the moans that once were painful short bursts soon became calmer. Until I took the crop with his dick and balls again. The mask was soaked and to keep him from dehydrating, I ripped the mask off, and looked into his shocked eyes, removed the ball gag, and shoved the bottle in his mouth and squeezed. The water both choked and relieved the man. I refastened the ball gag, and watched as his eyes ran down my body to my hard thick 8 inch cock. "Oh yeah. That's going in you" The man looked frightened and then his eyes discovered the toxic tattoo on the back of my neck as I pulled off my tshirt. His eyes watered and I could tell he was trying to beg for mercy that he wasn't going to get. RIght then I heard the weeds move and a branch break as a passer-by was geeting too close for comfort. The park ranger stood before us. His darked chest hair poking out of the neck of his uniform. What do we have here?" He asked. to be continued.

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.

Are you surprised I like dirty bear loads? 😈🐷😈

First load orally at 11, took my first load deep in my boi pussy at 12. (Actually on my 12th birthday!)

Again not mine I just altered it to fit breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Krzysztof's spunk splashed across Tom's open mouth, coating his lips and tongue in thick creamy cum. "FUCK YEAH" grunted the massive muscle hunk as he stroked out the last few drops into his little boy's mouth. Tom was lying on his bed staring up wide eyed at the builder who was straddling him, his massive legs were either side of the eighteen year olds head. Moments before the thick meaty thighs now framing his face had been pounding Tom for the second time that night. His arse was still raw and open from the merciless fucking. Once the effect of the cocaine wore away Tom was pretty sure he was going to be barely able to walk. At that moment though he didn't care. He was still experiencing the effects of the drugs and he was completely in awe of the man God who had opened up a whole new world of pleasure to him. Krzysztof looked down at him and smiled. "Good little baby?" he asked, wiping his slippery cum covered cock against the teenagers plump lips. "God, yeah, it was good" replied Tom breathlessly. Krzysztof raised an eyebrow and Tom realised immediately that he had forgotten to refer to Krzysztof in the way he preferred. "It was good Daddy" he corrected himself. Krzysztof laughed "You learn baby" and then climbing off Tom and standing up he said "I shower" and with that he walked out of the bedroom. Tom watched the massive Eastern European builder's broad muscular back and powerful arse as he left. He breathed a deep sigh and looked up at the ceiling. "Wow" he muttered to himself, but what now? He was completely wired on the cocaine and was not tired at all. He heard the sound of the shower from the bathroom. After a short time Krzysztof returned and pulled on his jeans and vest. "Are you going?" asked Tom disappointedly. "Yes" replied Krzysztof and saw the dejected look on Tom's face. "You come" said Krzysztof. "Oh" said Tom, a smile replacing the frown "Where to?" "You see" came the builder's mysterious reply. - - - - 2 - - - - Tom had showered himself then the big man had led him to his van and they had driven away from his house and into town. Tom's enquiries about where they were going were met with silence and so instead the two of them had made small talk about other stuff. The drugs were wearing off a little bit though and Tom began to worry a bit about what he was getting himself into. Soon enough Krzysztof parked the van next to a row of garages and turned off the engine. "We here" he said, picking up his bag and opening the driver's door. Tom got out the passenger side and walked around. They had arrived at a small block of flats. The building was well lit and looked pretty modern. Still, Tom could not help but feel more than a little apprehensive about what he was walking into. Then again it was night time, he was not too sure what part of town they were in and he had no means of getting home. Following Krzysztof who had begun to walk into the building was his only option. The huge man turned around to look at him as he caught up and must have noted the apprehension on his face. "Don't worry little baby" he said "I sort you out in flat, make feel happy again" and he gave Tom a reassuring smile. Tom assumed he meant more cocaine. It is ok he told himself. He had only sniffed a small amount. The tiny line in the bathroom and the two lines in the bedroom. That was not so much he reasoned. Even if he did a little bit more he would be back home tomorrow and there was plenty of recovery time before his mother returned from her business trip. Krzysztof rung a flat number and the security door buzzed open. The two of them went in and took the lift. "My friend, he has, what do you call it, top floor flat" Krzysztof tried to explain. "Oh" Tom realised what he was saying "You mean the penthouse flat?" "Yeah" smiled Krzysztof "The penthouse" and the way he pronounced the word made Tom laugh. "Hey, no laugh at accent" Krzysztof complained and he took Tom's head in the iron grip of his massive hands, leant down and kissed the teenager forcefully. Tom responded in kind and felt himself getting instantly aroused. Before he could do anything else the lift pinged and the doors opened. Krzysztof pulled away "Come" he beckoned and the two of them left the lift and walked into the corridor. It was obvious to Tom from the single door that the flat they were going to was the only one on this floor. Krzysztof didn't knock the door because it had already been unlocked. Tom could hear that dance music was playing inside. Pushing the door open the two of them walked into the flat. Tom had to admire his surroundings. The entrance led straight into the main living area which was modernly furnished to a high finish. There were two large leather sofas either side of the room. In the middle was a huge matching leather table that was the size of a double bed and Tom assumed could be used to sit on as well as keep magazines and stuff. Double doors led out onto a wooden decked balcony that looked out over town. It was lit up with night lights and the doors were slightly open to allow the breeze in. It was a bit much to take in, especially the massive flat screen television on the wall which was playing a porn movie involving a huge gay orgy. "Hey Krzysztof" shouted a voice and a guy walked in from a room that Tom assumed was the bedroom. He was a little shorter than Krzysztof but was still over six feet. It was what he was wearing that caught Tom's attention first. He had a leather cross belt strapped tight across his defined hairy pecs. On his wrist he wore a leather gauntlet and then a pair of tight leather trousers. That was it. Tom raised his eyebrows. He had seen guys wearing leather on the various porn sites he visited but he had never really thought it was something that would turn him on. It did now though, his cock stiffened a little at the site in front of him. Tom took in the rest of the guy. He had short close cropped dark brown hair, designer stubble and was around forty years old. He was muscled but nowhere near as large as Krzysztof. His face was angular and he had sharp eyes. He was very sexy. "Mateusz" greeted Krzysztof and the two men hugged. They spoke in Polish for a short while making Tom feel a little uncomfortable before Krzysztof turned and introduced him. "Mateusz, this Tom. It his first time" explained Krzysztof. "Hello Tom" greeted Mateusz and before Tom could say hi in return the man grabbed him by the waist band and pulled him against him. "Mmmm" he growled leaning down so his face was against Tom's. He stretched out his tongue and licked up from Tom's chin across his mouth and to his nose in one motion. Much like a lion may lick the face of its mate thought Tom. "We will make your first time a good one" he promised Tom and laughed. Tom was not quite sure what to do so he smiled nervously. Mateusz let him go. "Rack up some stuff Krzysztof" he ordered "then you can get Tom changed and we can have some fun" Krzysztof used a little mirror that was sat on the large sofa table and laid out six lines of cocaine. "Guests first" offered Mateusz and Tom took the rolled up note he was offered. He hesitated slightly. Should he do more drugs? He accepted that he didn't really have much choice given his situation. Fuck it, he thought. He would just do this little bit more, the first lines he had done back at home had made him feel amazing and if he was going to stay with these two guys then he guessed he was going to need that feeling again. He snorted both the lines and allowed the wave of euphoria to begin to take effect as he watched Krzysztof then Mateusz snort up the remainder of the cocaine. "Right" said Krzysztof taking Tom's hand "You change" He led his boy into the bedroom from where Mateusz had emerged. Tom followed not quite sure what was expected of him. The cocaine had made him not particularly bothered. He laughed when he saw the collection of leather gear on the bed. "I never thought I would ever do anything like this" he said picking up some of the kit. "You put these on" said Krzysztof holding up a pair of leather wrist gauntlets. Tom slipped them on and did them up. He noticed that each gauntlet had two clasps and he realised that they could be locked together like handcuffs. Krzysztof held out a leather jock strap. It was studded and the way it was designed meant that Tom's arse would be totally exposed and only his cock would be covered. He realised he was going to get fucked again. His cock twitched at the thought. He quickly got undressed as he chatted and laughed with Krzysztof at what leather kit to wear. The cocaine had done its work again and Tom totally relaxed. He slid into the studded leather jock as Krzysztof reached out and put a studded metal dog collar around his neck. There was a full length mirror standing in the corner of the room and Tom stood and admired himself. He looked hot. Krzysztof pulled off his own clothes and stood completely naked watching him. His cock was fully erect and throbbing. Tom saw him in the reflection of the mirror and turned to look. "Wow" he said admiring the man's muscular body once more. "Just... Wow" Krzysztof laughed and flexed his massive body. "Are you wearing anything?" Tom asked Krzysztof. "I too big" replied the giant and to illustrate his point he held up a leather strap that Tom assumed was meant to go around a bicep. Krzysztof flexed showing of his muscles and Tom realised the strap would not even fit around one half of the hunk's huge arms. "Come on you two" shouted Mateusz from the other room. "We need this" said Krzysztof and he picked up the full length mirror and carried it from the bedroom and into the living room. Tom took a deep breath and then followed. - - - - 3 - - - - He walked in to see Krzysztof positioning the mirror in front of the sofa table that dominated the centre of the room between the two large sofas. "Here's our boy" said Mateusz "Looking good you little leather bitch" he laughed. Tom laughed with him and his cock twitched in the jock. "Looks like your horny" said Mateusz and he came and stood right next to Tom looking down at him. He took Tom's face in one hand. "Are you horny for me baby?" he whispered to him. Tom's cock was rock hard now. "Yeah" he whispered back. Mateusz snogged him deeply. His tongue slid into Tom's mouth. Tom tried to respond but Mateusz's tongue dominated his own and pressed deep into his throat. "Mmmm" growled Mateusz pulling away. "Do you want to feel great Tom" he whispered to him. Krzysztof was stood watching them slowly wanking his massive tool. Tom, at that moment, only had eyes for Mateusz who held his head tight, gazed deeply into his eyes and fixed him with a smouldering stare. "Do you?" he asked again. "Yeah" Tom replied. Transfixed by the gorgeous eyes staring into him. Mateusz reached to a small table on the side and picked up a small clear glass tube that ended in a little ball. It was had trails of smoke coming from a small hole at the end and Tom realised it was a pipe of some sort. "Smoke it baby" ordered Mateusz. "Is it cannabis?" asked Tom. "Not quite, its meth" came the reply. Tom had no idea what that was. He guessed it was some sort of cannabis and because it was only smoking he thought it can't be that bad a thing to do. Mateusz held the pipe to Tom's lips and Tom inhaled. Smoke billowed out his mouth at first and Mateusz told him to breathe deeply and hold the smoke in. Tom tried again and this time he succeeded in smoking it properly. He exhaled and then had another go. "That's enough for the minute mate" said Mateusz and he handed the pipe to Krzysztof who held it to his own lips. Tom was about to ask what he could expect to happen but he didn't need to for just at that minute it hit him. The cocaine was one thing but this was something else entirely. The high was so intense. His eyes rolled back into his head. "Woh" he said. "Good isn't it" laughed Mateusz who had been smoking the meth before Tom and Krzysztof came in from the bedroom. Krzysztof came up behind Tom. He handed the pipe to Mateusz who took a huge drag and held the smoke in his mouth before bending down and snogging Tom. Along with Mateusz's tongue, Tom's mouth was filled with the meth vapours. His cock was raging hard and he opened his lips and let Mateusz dominate his mouth once more. He felt Krzysztof take his hands and pull them behind his back. He heard the clasps of the wrist cuffs lock. His arms were now secure behind his back but he didn't care as he took all of Mateusz's big tongue into his mouth. He moaned and Mateusz pushed harder against him, gripping the back of his head and snogging him hard. Tom flinched slightly as he felt Krzysztof slide a finger into his tight hole. "You so tight baby" growled Krzysztof as he pushed in a second digit and began to finger fuck his little boy's hole. Tom couldn't reply as Mateusz's tongue pushed his own down and pushed deep into the back of his throat. He could only moan with the pleasure flowing over him. Mateusz released him and Krzysztof took his fingers from Tom's tight pussy and put his massive arms around him from behind and held him tight. Mateusz stepped back and took a final drag on the meth pipe. He put it down and then slowly and deliberately undid the zip on his leather trousers. Tom's eyes widened. Mateusz took out in his hand a massive cock. It was well over twelve inches thought Tom. Longer and thicker Krzysztof's and that was the biggest tool Tom had ever seen until now. "Hold him" Mateusz said to Krzysztof and Krzysztof spun Tom around so he was facing him. He gripped the trussed up lad tight in a muscular embrace. Tom's head rested against his powerful pecs. Tom felt that Mateusz had come up behind him and then he felt the huge cock at the entrance to his hole. He squeezed his eyes tight shut. Mateusz took hold of his hips and Tom felt his sphincter begin to rip open as the massive cock head pushed hard into him. His arse muscles gave way under the onslaught and Tom felt the huge shaft follow. It never ended and Tom felt light headed and dizzy as Mateusz grunted and pushed into him further. Krzysztof tightened his hug and held the boy still. "FUCK BITCH" grunted Mateusz "TAKE IT ALL" and he pushed the last few inches into the teenager. Tom cried out and Krzysztof pushed his head against his massive chest muffling the cry. "FUCK YEAAAAAH" laughed Mateusz. "The little bitch has taken it all." He put his mouth next to Tom's ear and whispered "How does it feel to have all my cock in you baby?" Tom let out a muffled cry. "Fuck him" growled Krzysztof and Mateusz took up the idea. He slid the massive shaft out all the way and just as Tom's tight hole began to close he slammed it back into him. Tom's cries were muffled into Krzysztof's huge body. Mateusz began to fuck Tom relentlessly, pounding in and out of him. The meth, mixed with the pleasure and the intense pain caused Tom to black out for a moment. He tried to say something but only animal grunts were coming from his lips. The fucking was intense and Mateusz was moaning loudly as he fed his monster meat into the boy. Tom felt himself blacking out again and the last thing he heard was Mateusz moaning that he was going to breed his hole. - - - - 4 - - - - Tom slowly opened his eyes. He was laying face down on the sofa table in the centre of the room. Jesus, he thought, he must have finally slipped into some drug and sex induced coma. He tried to move his arms but realised that he was still wearing the wrist cuffs and they remained locked behind his back. He was about to get up and ask for someone to take the things of him but before he could do anything his tight boy hole suddenly exploded with pain as it was forced open. "AWWWWWWW FUCK" he cried out as the pain around pleasure rippled out from his sphincter muscle. Tom could not turn to look behind himself but the full length mirror was still positioned in front of where he lay and he looked into it to discover the source of his violation. He expected to see Krzysztof or Mateusz behind him but instead there was an insanely muscular ripped black man stood there, his huge hands clenching Tom's hips tightly. He had obviously just driven what was an enormous thick black cock into Tom's little arse. Tom took in the stranger's appearance. He was very tall and very muscular, every bit the size of Krzysztof. His pec muscles were so ripped they had thick veins appearing at their edges that ran over his shoulders and down his bulging biceps and trunk like arms. His nipples were massive and one of them had a silver metal bar piercing. The defined six pack of his stomach was matched only by his perfect V shaped torso. There was not an ounce of fat on him. Finally Tom was able to look at his face. He had strong afro-Caribbean features, a neatly trimmed goatee beard and from what Tom could see a shaved head. He was wearing a leather police officers cap. Around his arms were tight bicep straps making his muscles bulge even more. He wore a leather harness over his shoulders and chest and leather gauntlets on his wrist. He looked as if he had walked straight out of a fetish porn movie. He must have arrived when Tom was out of it. Tom felt the man's massive shaft push further into him, it kept coming and Tom thought it would never end. "Urrrrrrrrrrrgh" he closed his eyes tight and winced as the cock slid up deep inside him. Just when Tom thought he couldn't take anymore he felt the man's thighs touch his little bubble butt and come to a halt. "I have woken our little slut up" he heard the black man say in a deep voice and there was laughter. Tom lay still with his shut and tried to get used to the monster cock throbbing inside his hole. "Hey Tom, Tom baby, open your eyes" said Mateusz. Tom did as he was told and saw that Mateusz was knelt down next to him. The man cupped Tom's face in his hands. "Ok baby?" he asked "You are going to love Marc fucking you, but you probably need some help" and Tom saw that he had in his hand the little pipe that contained the meth. Mateusz held it to Tom's lips and the boy smoked it. He inhaled deeply. "Hold it in baby" commanded Mateusz and Tom held the smoke at the back of his throat and felt the vapours rushing straight to his brain. He eventually breathed the smoke out. The high came to him almost instantly and it was very strong. Mateusz watched as Tom's pupils dilated and then he gently patted Tom's cheek before standing up. "You're good to go stud" he said to Marc. "Right on" he replied, the sense of anticipation in his voice was clear. Tom breathed deeply as his high swept over his body, loosening his joints and relaxing his inhibitions once more. He looked into the mirror and saw the black hunk keep one hand on his hips and place the other over the wrist cuffs that still bound his hands behind his back. He pulled Tom back towards him so that his cock entered the lad all the way. "Mmmmmm" moaned Tom in pleasure. "We are going to start slow baby boy" promised Marc and Tom felt him begin to withdraw his huge meat. It slid back out of his cunt almost all the way to the huge cock head. Marc let it rest at the entrance to the teenager's hole for the moment before he let his powerful hip muscles move his tool back down inside the boy's cunt. "Yeah baby" he whispered "Nice and slow" "Mmmmm yeah" replied Tom. The gentle sensation of the cock slowly sliding against is prostate and deep into his guts made him shiver with pleasure. "Fuck that's good" he groaned as Marc began a slow but powerful rhythm. Each time making sure he pushed his hard thick cock as far as it would possibly go in, before slowly sliding it back out. Tom laid his head to the side to be more comfortable. He could see that Krzysztof and Mateusz were sat naked on one of the sofas smoking the meth from the pipe. Krzysztof saw him looking and blew him a kiss. "Don't worry, I fuck you more soon" he promised Tom. Marc slowly fucked Tom's hole with powerful muscular strokes. Tom moaned with each long thrust and withdrawal. Marc pulled out of him. "You're going to ride me now baby" he ordered and he undid the clasp to the wrist cuffs and let Tom's hands free. Tom brought his arms round to his front and sat up. He rotated his shoulder and felt the feeling come back into them after having been bound up in one place. "You ok little mate?" asked Mateusz who was still sat on the sofa smoking the meth with Krzysztof and enjoying the show. "Um yeah, I think so" replied Tom but as he tried to get up his legs were weak under him and he stumbled. Krzysztof jumped up from the sofa, the meth pipe still in one hand and caught Tom in the other him before he fell completely. "Easy baby" said the giant man and he cuddled Tom against his strong muscular chest. Tom rested against him, feeling his warmth and also feeling his legs come back to life. Krzysztof had encircled him with his huge arms and he looked down at the boy and Tom looked up. They smiled at each other and Krzysztof put the meth pipe to Tom's lips. The teenager was hooked on the intense high it gave and sucked in a deep lung full. Krzysztof still held the pipe there and so Tom inhaled a few more times whilst clinging to the hunk. Krzysztof passed the pipe back to Mateusz and picked the boy up in his arms. He cuddled him tight. "Now better" he said. Tom looked at him with big eyes. His pupils dilated from the wave of the high now washing over him. They kissed passionately and deeply. After a short time Krzysztof pulled away and moaned deeply. "Baby so horny" he growled then glancing over to the other sofa he smiled and said "Someone wants you" Tom looked over and saw that Marc was sat on the sofa watching them. The huge black man had his legs spread wide. He was still in his full leather gear and he had his massive dick in his hand. He was stroking it slowly. Krzysztof carried Tom over him. "I said you were going to ride me baby" said Marc. Krzysztof lowered the boy down onto the massive black shaft. Tom felt the dick stretch open his sphincter and then slide up inside him. Krzysztof lowered him all the way down so he was sat on Marc's lap facing the dark ripped stud. "That's fucking hot" he heard Mateusz comment and Krzysztof stepped away from the two of them. "Mmmmmm yeah" groaned Marc and he took hold of Tom's hips to make sure every last centimetre of his huge cock was inside the lad. "God that's so deep" moaned Tom, tilting his head back. "Ride it boy" ordered Marc. Tom lifted himself slowly to the top of the black dick and then allowed himself to slide down it to the base. "YEEEEEEAH" growled Marc and as Tom began to repeat the motion Marc thrust his hips upwards causing Tom to moan in pleasure and pain. The meth had hold of the teenager and he placed his hands on Marc's big pecs as he began to bounce harder and faster on the dick. "FUCK BABY" groaned Marc and he gripped Tom's hips tight and pistoned his cock into the boy's tight little cunt. Tom was moaning continually now as the huge shaft tore him into. They were fucking wildly. Tom put his hands around the back of Marc's head and rested his face against his. They looked into each other's eyes. Grunting and moaning, high on the drugs and determined to fuck like animals. "You fucking bitch" whispered Marc into Tom's face as he drove his dick harder and faster into him. He spat into the teenagers mouth. "Fuck me, fuck me hard" begged Tom as he swallowed the spit. Marc began kissing him hard as he gripped his hips tighter and ploughed him. Their tongues frantically exploring the others mouth, their spit mixing together. Marc spat into the boys mouth again and again. Tom loved it and gripped the man's head tighter so that his tongue could be as far into the hunks mouth as it would go. Marc plunged his cock into Tom as hard he could but gripped the boy hard so he stayed impaled on it. Tom leant backwards and moaned loudly. The frantic fucking had suddenly stopped and the contrast of having Marc's huge meat resting all the way inside him sent waves of pleasure from his arse all over his body. He leant back and rested placed his hands on Marc's thick legs to steady himself. "God" he whispered and took deep breaths. Suddenly he felt a pair of hands reach around from behind him and begin to tug his nipples. He moaned and turned his head around. Krzysztof had moved behind him and Tom lent his head back against the man's massive chest and looked up into his face. Krzysztof had seen how much his baby had enjoyed Marc's gob so he spat down into the boy's face. "You like" he said and before getting an answer he bent down and started to snog Tom ferociously. Tom moaned and kissed Krzysztof back, Marc's cock was still throbbing inside his tight hole. Krzysztof pulled away and produced two bottles of poppers. He handed one to Marc who undid the lid and sniffed deeply. "Come here baby" Marc ordered and Tom lent back in towards him. The two of them inhaled the poppers together. Taking long deep sniffs. Tom felt his head get hot and his face flush and let the effects take hold of him. Krzysztof reached around from behind him. Tom had heard him sniffing deeply on the second bottle of poppers but now that bottle was placed under his own nose. Mark held the first bottle up to him allowing Tom to have one bottle under each nostril. The aroma flooded into him and he felt dizzy at the effects. Suddenly next to Marc's huge black dick Tom felt his arse being stretched even more. He realised in a panic that Krzysztof was forcing his own massive dick into the tight boy cunt. Tom went to wriggle away. "Hold him" Krzysztof ordered Marc and with his free hand the black leather hunk gripped Tom around the waist in a vice like hold. "Just breathe deeply" Marc said reassuringly and with the two bottles of poppers under his nose Tom breathed in through his nose then out through his mouth. A continuous circulation of fresh poppers aroma was flooding through him. But even with the help of the poppers relaxing him Tom thought he was going to die. Krzysztof pushed into him slowly. Tom couldn't even cry out. He just squeezed his eyes tight shut and whimpered. All the while the poppers were taking holding of him. The pain was intense but it was mixed with a throbbing pleasurable ache that sent spasms through his arse. Just when he thought he was going to pass out Krzysztof stopped. "I in you now baby" he said. He had pushed his thick cock all the way into the boy and it now rested tight up against Marc's throbbing monster. The two muscle men's meaty spunk filled bollocks rested on each other. Both Marc and Krzysztof took the poppers away. They sniffed them themselves before putting them to one side. "Ready?" asked Krzysztof. Tom had become a bit more accustomed to the two huge cocks inside him. He breathed deeply. The poppers had made him feel like a dirty horny bitch. He wanted this. "Yeah" he said softly. "Tell us baby" said Marc "Tell us how much you want your Daddy's to fuck you yeah?" "I want my Daddy's to fuck me" begged Tom "I want your big Daddy dicks inside me, I want it so much" "Do you want Daddy cum in you?" growled Krzysztof in his ear. "Yeah, I want your cum in me, I want my Daddy's to make me their bitch" "MMMMMmmmm" moaned Krzysztof, turned on by hearing the innocent little boy begging to be treated like a whore. His dick swelled in the lad stretching his hole further still. "You're a lucky boy because you have got three Daddies' here" said Marc and Tom realised that Mateusz had come over to them. He was sniffing from a bottle of poppers and once he had finished he playfully ruffled Tom's hair. "Where do you want your third Daddy to put his dick?" asked Marc. "In my mouth" answered Tom quickly. Marc laughed "What do you say boy? Ask properly?" "Please Daddy" begged Tom "Please feed your big Daddy cock into my mouth" "FUCK" growled Krzysztof "It time for little bitch" and Tom felt him pull his cock out from his hole before smashing it back into him. Tom cried out in pain and Mateusz took the opportunity to stand on the sofa next to where Marc was sitting with the boy on his lap and grab Tom's head in his hands. He shoved his twitching wet cock into the lad's open mouth forcing it right down his throat. "FUCK YEAH" moaned Mateusz and he began to face fuck the little bitch. Tom's own moans and cries were muffled by the massive shaft pistoning in and out of his wet teenage mouth. Krzysztof had his huge hands on Tom's shoulders and was using his might to pull the boy down onto the two huge dicks that were inside him. The muscular builder began to drive upwards into him as hard as he could. Marc held the boy tight against his massive pec muscles. His arms were around the boy's waist and his biceps bulged as he hugged him tight. He began to thrust his hips upwards and he could feel his shaft rubbing against Krzysztof's as they alternatively ploughed in and out of the little cunt's tight pussy hole. "Take those dicks baby" moaned Marc "you take your Daddies big dicks" Krzysztof was wild. He only cared about getting off. The drugs had made it difficult to cum whilst driving him crazy with lust. He rammed his monster meat in and out of the boy as hard as he could. His great thighs smashed mercilessly against the little butt. The rubbing of his dick and smacking of his bollocks against Marc's was loud in the room. The three Daddies' were moaning loudly. Egging each other on as the dicks violated the little teenager. They drove into his arse and his mouth without stopping. Tom was held so firmly he could do nothing except take what his Daddy's were giving to him. The meth and the poppers had driven him crazy with lust and he moaned as the dicks tore into him. He wanted his Daddy's to give it to him so much. "I am going to cum, I am going to cum" cried Mateusz and he pulled his cock from out Tom's throat and began to wank it furiously. He used his other hand to grip the back of Tom's head. Krzysztof and Marc began to pound the boy as hard as they could. Their dicks smashing into him. Tom moaned and cried out his head back and his mouth wide open ready to receive Mateusz spunk. "FUUUUUUUCK" cried Mateusz and his nob head exploded as thick strands of Daddy spunk fired out his slit and coated Tom's mouth. Huge globs of it splashed across the boy's young face and into his hair. "AHHHHH, AHHHHH, AHHHHH" cried Mateusz as he shoved his cock back into the hot little mouth. He rammed it deep down the boy's throat allowing his spunk to dribble out and into the lad. "GOD" he cried before pulling his dick out and wiping it across Tom's cum coated lips. Krzysztof and Marc were still pounding the tight little pussy with stopping and Tom, the warm cum in his mouth and over his face, moaned loudly. "YEEEEEEES, YEEEEEEES" shouted Marc and Tom felt a great eruption in his guts as Marc drove into him with all his might and unleashed wave after wave of searing hot spunk inside him. "SHIT BITCH" he groaned and spat into Tom's face. His saliva mixed with Mateusz's cum and ran down Tom's chin. Mateusz laughed and Marc moaned in fulfilment. Krzysztof slowly eased off his pounding and Tom felt Marc slide out of him. "Lick his dick" ordered Mateusz as Marc stood up next to him on the sofa leaving Tom on his knees and Krzysztof still behind him with his dick imbedded deep to the hilt. Tom took hold of the huge black rod and put it in his mouth. Mateusz pushed his own dick against Tom's lips and the young lad took hold of it. He cleaned his Daddy's cocks with his tongue making sure to swallow every last drop of their cum. Krzysztof watched from behind him and when he saw that Tom had licked up all the creamy mess he picked up Tom by the hips and stood up being careful to keep his dick firmly plugged in the boy's arse. He carried him over to the sofa table and put him down on it so he was facing the mirror. Tom, on all fours, looked at his own reflection and the sight of the huge muscle stud behind him his giant hands clamped firmly on Tom's hips. "I going to fuck you now" promised Krzysztof and he began to plunge his dick in and out of the tight hole. All the time he fixed his gaze on Tom's in the reflection of the mirror and watched his taut hugely muscular body tense and flex as he pounded the teenager's cunt. Marc and Mateusz came and stood either side of the massive Eastern European builder and ran their hands over his chest and shoulders. Tom took the pounding, moaning and whimpering. He saw that Marc was pulling Krzysztof's nipples driving the huge man on even more. Mateusz had picked up one of the bottles of poppers and undoing the lid he held it under Krzysztof's nose. The hunk sniffed deeply and the poppers drove him wild again. He was a fuck machine. He pounded Tom's hole without any let up. The giant dick smacked into the cunt again and again. Marc's spunk still coated Tom's arse and Krzysztof's dick was lubbed up on it. It allowed the muscle God to drive into Tom without resistance. Tom moaned loudly as he watched the stud behind him high on poppers fuck him like an animal. Krzysztof took another sniff of the poppers then pushed Tom down so he was no longer on all fours and instead was lying on his stomach. The builder climbed onto the sofa table himself and began to pound Tom even harder. He could feel the spunk building and he drove on and on into his baby. "Get the Dildo" said Mateusz and Marc reached back to the sofa and picked up the large plastic object. He handed it to Mateusz who put it against the entrance of Krzysztof's hole. The powerful muscular arse of the builder was pounding up and down as he nailed Tom onto the sofa table. Mateusz pushed the dildo and felt the resistance of Krzysztof's own tight cunt. "YEEEEEEAH" growled the big muscle stud as he felt the dildo enter him and Mateusz pushed it in further. The dildo pushing into his arse sent Krzysztof over the edge and felt his massive bollocks tighten. "FUUUUUCK" he cried and he rammed his cock deep into Tom's cunt as his hot semen poured like a torrent out his nob slit. It flooded Tom's arse with thick Daddy juice. "AHHHHHHHHH" cried Krzysztof as he slowed his thrusting and let his dick empty. He slowly came to a halt and pulled out of the boy. Tom collapsed. "God, God" was all he could mutter over and over. Mateusz took hold of him and rolled him over. He laughed "amazing yeah baby?" "God" was all Tom could say and Mateusz laughed again. Krzysztof strode around to Tom's face. His body was glistening with sweat. He wiped his cock over the boys face. Mateusz still held the dildo that he had used to push into Krzysztof and he put it to the boy's lips. "Lick your Daddy's scent off of it" he told Tom and so the boy opened his lips and began to run his tongue over the plastic. Krzysztof put his own dick into Tom's mouth and the lad tasted his Daddy's arse and his cum at the same time. Suddenly Tom felt a wave of pleasure spreading over him. Marc had knelt down and put Tom's legs over his shoulders. He was deeply licking the cum out of the gaping teenager's arse whilst wanking his cock hard. "MMMMMMMM" moaned Tom over the mouthful of cock and dildo. Suddenly he felt his cock begin to spurt load after load of spunk. "Yeah baby" growled Mateusz as Tom's entire body convulsed as he covered himself in his juice. After every little drop had leaked out Marc stood up and the three men stood around Tom looking down. "Phew, fuck, that was hot. Lets shower" said Marc and led the way from the front room. "I will bring the dildo" said Mateusz. Krzysztof laughed and picked up his little boy. Putting Tom over his shoulder he patted his arse and carried him into the bathroom

I was at work today when I received a message on sniffies app from a guy staying in a nearby hotel, hosting and wanting to be bred. I’ve never done a “cum-dump” scenario, so was turned on by the idea and his hot ass. So I arranged to meet him after work. I turned up at the hotel, he was waiting naked, legs spread and his ass up. He already had 3 guys before me. He was even hotter in reality: rugby-player build, big muscular body and big legs with a beautiful big muscle ass with just a little dusting of fine blonde hair! Wow, his hole was nice and wet and after a few sniffs of poppers he relaxed his hole and sucked me in slowly. My cock is wider at the base and thick, so it always takes bttms by surprise when they relax and feel the stretch, but they say they feel really full and stretched by it. This guy loved it, he was on all fours, legs open and his ass pushed against me wanting me deep. We fucked for about 15minutes till I got super hard and couldn’t hold back, one deep thrust and he gripped my cock at the base with his hole and asked me to shoot, so I did nice and deep. He’s here for the annual Chelsea flower show and said he has a couple of friends that he would like to share with me…. Let’s see what happens over the next week, who would have thought florists are so horny!

I was about to go to bed tonight when I see a msg from a guy on Grindr that I missed. German cabin crew in London for the night. He was staying in a hotel near me and when he sent photos of him in a jockstrap, small but muscular with a beautiful set of legs and round ass, I couldn’t resist! I walked to the hotel, luckily I could just walk in and take the lift in the lobby, he left his room door open for me. As I walked in, he was bent over, legs spread and ass up waiting for me. What a sight! I ate him out for a while , stood up and tease his wet hole with my cock. He was very horny, sniffed poppers and then just relaxed his hole and slid down on me, no lube. His ass was so warm and wet and he let out a big sigh when his ass hit rock bottom and I could feel his heart beating faster through my cock. I fucked him deep and slow for about 45 minutes, his hole wet and by now, relaxed and open. He wanted me to fill him up, so I increased my fucking till his legs were starting to shake and his hole was opening and closing from the thickness of my cock, I slammed in deep, held him tight, told him to open up a bit more to make me cum. He relaxed his hole and I went even deeper then came a huge load. He was moaning as he felt me empty inside him. We had a chat afterwards and I was about to leave when he asked for another quick deep fuck, I wasn’t sure if I could, but when he bent over and presented his used hole, I got hard instantly, slid into his wet cummy hole, fucked him deep and fast till I shot another load. What a sexy and horny boy! I told him he has an amazing ass, he replied: what do you expect, it’s German engineering, lol!

I'll be at The Den on Eastlake Thursday to Monday. I'll be at Cumunion on Thursday night at Steamworx. Jackhammer and Touche parties. BBRT@Musclecumhole. Dickluva11 on X. Lookin' to serve & breed.

Not a bit. I'd certainly like yours! 😈 But you knew that...

Siri show me someone who does not understand cause and effect in the slightest.

this was never my problem but it is perhaps a generational thing. back in my day, only ugly dudes wasted hours in the gym gettin all ripped. they did this so they'd have a chance at getting laid since most guys like you have this irrational prejudice against those who didn't win the gene lottery. they also tended to be so grateful that a gl guy was giving them a shot, they tended to be generous and attentive lovers. very quickly into my sexual career the Butter Face became my go to type for great sex - got a nice dick you know how to use? who gives a fuck about the face, i ain't takin him to prom! it boggles my mind to see younger guys deciding that the way to gender equality is for men to adopt shallow obsessions with physical appearances, body dimorphism, eating disorders and all.

I posted about this guy in cocksucking forum months ago. I was asking about sucking a very big cock. I had an ad on double list looking for a couple to play with. A lady emailed me asking if I would be interested in sucking off her husband's cock. I was so we all met up for drinks one night. Now this couple was very different. He is dark skinned 6'7 and over 300lbs. She is 4'9 and maybe 90lbs. Turns out we live just a few blocks apart and we all hit it off. We go back to their place and she tells me she hates sucking cock and wants a guy to be a regular for him. So after a lil more flirting and drinking he sits back on the couch and she is rubbing him through his shorts. I get on my knees and was absolutely shocked at how huge he was when she pulled him out. It has been a learning process to suck him off. There really isn't much sucking as I can hardly get the head in my mouth. So a couple times a week for a few months I show up to do my best to slobber, gag, and service his cock. He is never a blow and go guy. He likes to take his time and have his huge balls licked on too. So the other day I was invited to a BBQ at their place. All afternoon I am wondering if I'm going to get a mouthful of cum. After a bit the wife starts getting a little buzzed and flirty so now I'm sure its going to happen. Things are wrapping up and she pulls me aside and tells me she talked to him and he wants to fuck my ass. I never really thought it was an option because its always just oral. Now I'm super excited so I go home to clean out and get ready. An hour later I'm back and horny as ever. He is already naked sitting on the couch and she is sipping wine and rubbing her clit. I usually prefer for tops to mount me but due to his size I want to be in control at first. After about 10min of sucking and getting him ready I climbed on top and started sitting on his cock. The girth wasn't an issue but the length was a problem. After several minutes of trying everything lined up and he was balls deep. I rode him a bit to make sure I was good and then he pushed my down to the floor and climbed on top. It was a lil painful at first but once he was all in it was awesome. After a good hard fucking he unloaded inside me and just laid there. When he finally pulled out I cleaned him making sure to get every drop from his foreskin. I told him that was the biggest cock I'd had by far. The next morning he sent me a pic with a measure tape. He is a legit 13in.

Ramrod got their lease renewed for 5 years. Yippee

I have always loved sloppy seconds (or much more) but my Fetish over time is to almost NEVER fuck an ass that does not have a load in it. I like to take any new to me guys to a park or the baths or invite a Grindr Top over to pre-fuck the bottom. My first question to all bottoms I meet on sites is "when did you last get fucked?" I am turned off when they say weeks or months or a long time. I am not jealous when guys I date play around - its a huge turn-on they go take random loads and Always come back for mine. Recent a bottom wanted me to fuck him in the park - he was very aggressive to get my load in him, but he kept saying he had not been fucked in months. (why do so many role play the virgin or near virgin ?) anyway we made out but I waited until a few more guys joined us and arranged for the bottom to take a few random loads first - then I was hard like I had taken a pill to breed him. Is that a Fetish? I think so

You seem to be blissfully unaware that the USA is an authoritarian police state, and that laws very greatly from state to state both in how they are written and how they are inforced.

In Chicago for IML and spent the day at the Steam Works having fun.

To say that they had a good time in Mouse Town would have been a huge understatement Nick decided to give Tex what he wanted and relaxed into the role of a kid at the theme park with his Daddy Out of respect for the family flavor of the place his shorts were not skin tight they were white though, They completed today's outfit, he wire a “Darren Duck> blue button up shirt that looked vaguely like a naval uniform. The shirt had a white duck tail on the back and the blue sailor cap with white ribbons set the whole thing off perfectly… or so Tex said with a smirk when Nick finished dressing in the clothes Tex laid out for him “At least my socks and shoes are not yellow like duck's feet” Nick thought. He kept that to himself though. He didn’t want to give Tex any ideas On a 10 year old the outfit would be adorable, On a grown assed man it probably made people question his intelligence or mental state Nick hated it but was half hard all day They rode the rides and saw the shows. Tex had a smug but proud look on his face all day and he treated Nick like the world revolved around him That evening they made out in the pool by their bungalow and Nick had to admit Tex was a great kisser. “I know today’s outfit was a bit hard for you to swallow, Son. I am so proud of the way you just went with it and enjoyed yourself. It let me just be your Daddy the way I wanted to” Tex said “I can fight it and make us both miserable or I can just give in. It’s just clothes and who cares what people think? It’s easier if I keep telling myself that Daddy” Nick said Nick was trying so hard. He could not deny that his body was coming to love the things Tex did to it, The feeling of getting fucked was becoming an addiction for him, He just could not get past his aversion to sex with another man. He wanted to love Tex but his heart refused to go along. There was just no spark there to get it started Tex on the other hand was deeply in love with Nick, though he kept it to himself. He knew he would not get an “I love you too” if he said “I love you” to Nick That night Tex was happy to fuck his gorgeous “Son” for nearly half an hour before cumming deep inside him and depositing another load of “probably poz” cum in that "maybe still neg" hole The next day Nick found normal blue shorts and a DBL t shirt laid out for him, He was so relieved he didn't even mind the mouse ears cap That day on the boat ride to the park they heard someone say “Yex, is that you?” They turned and a man about Nick’s age, a little shorter and a little stockier than he was, smiled at them “Joel! What are you doing here?” Tex asked smiling back “I just broke up with my latest Daddy and needed a pick me up in the happiest place on earth” Joel sighed “I never should have left you for that silver muscle bear. Biggest mistake of my life” he pouted as he looked Tex up and down “And it’s to late now! Joel, this is my husband Nick” Tex said proudly taking Nick’s hand and kissing it “We are on out honeymoon” “Nice to meet you Joel” Nick said and Tex thought his voice was just a bit flat Joel was one of those self centered people who never take a hint, though he did sound halfway convincing when he said “Congratulations you two!” Joel made a pest of himself all day, tagging along like an annoying little brother. Nick thought he caught Tex checking out the man’s ass a couple times though he could not be sure. It cold just be that Joel seemed to like to bend over with it towards Tex a lot It went on all day despite numerous mentions of the words “Alone” and “Honeymoon”. as Joel flirted with Tex when he thought Nick was not looking. Finally Joel pretended to trip and Tex caught him before he fell into a lake “Oh thank you Daddy!” Joel said as he threw his arms around Tex’s neck and kissed him Nick saw red and he said coldly “Joel, unless you want two bloody stumps where your arms used to be, get your hands off my husband” “And you!” He said glaring at Tex who was trying hard to look innocent and failing miserably because of the smirk on his face. The smirk faded quickly when Tex saw the tears in the corner of Nick’s eyes and real pain on his face Mick was about to say more but he seemed to deflate, looked even more hurt, turned and stalked away angrily Tex tried to follow but Joel grabbed his hand “He seems so angry and violent. Why on earth are you with him?” as he said totally ignoring his role in this mess Tex yanked his free and counted to ten to keep himself from shoving this idiot into the lake he just saved him from. The quilt he felt at letting this play out all day didn't help matters “I’m with him because he is the best man on earth and I love him. WE ARE MARRIED FIR GOD’S SAKE! If I lose him over you you netter hope I never lay eyes on you again because I won’t be responsible for what I do” Tex snarled "I didn't hear YOU trying to send me away and I caught you checking out my ass a few times. I know you rember how good it is Daddy" Joel said as he kept blocking Tex from following Nick Joel ended up in the lake after all, but only because he lost his balance as he tried to block Tex again He chased after Nick but it was to late. Nick was nowhere in sight. Tex did see one ear of an adult sized mouse ears cap striking out of the nearest garbage can where it had been stuffed Tex found Nick sitting in the dark in the sitting area of their bungalow, All the shades were closed but daylight peaked in around them “Is this what my life is going to be? You making me watch you flirt with other guys because you know I can’t do a damn thing about it?” Nick asked in a quiet voice Tex opened the shades then sat on the couch next to nick and tried to hold him but Nick jerked away “Nick , I I love you not him, I should have sent him away when I realized it was bothering you but you were JEALOUS and that was the closest thing to real emotional love you have shown me. It was giving me hope and I selfishly let it go on so I could pretend you loved me like I lobe you” He said looking at the floor “The last few days have been wonderful and terrible for me. You don’t know what i is like to love someone who can never love you back. Well, maybe you do. Iy’s not that uncommon, but if you ever have you could walk away from the situation. I can't" Tex went on still feeling ashamed of himself "I would never walk away from you or give up what I can get from you even if it isn’t love. I just want to be near you if that's all I can get” Tex said just laying his soul bare in the face of Nick’s pain, He had to make it better. That’s what a Daddy... fuck that… that’s what a loving husband did Nick searched his feelings. Was jealousy a form of love? He had not been able to take Joel kissing his husband but was that love? Was the love a man felt for another man different or hand Nick just never actually been in love before? All he knew right now was that Tex was HIS. HIS Husband, HIS Daddy and HIS Father, though Tex didn't know that part, and he was not ready to share him with anyone. Especially not with a self centered slut like Joel Then the rest of Tex’s words sunk in and he looked at him, seeing past the act he was putting on for his benefit to the real hurt and pain behind it. The amount Tex's confession had cost him makiing Nick forgive him instantly “You love me?” Nick asked “I loved you the moment I saw you but over the last few days I have fallen head over heels in love with you. Love is a chemical reaction. It’s instinctual. I could not help that part of how I feel. I am in love with you for who you are as well Nick. That took longer but I couldn't stop it from happening either and I wouldn't want to” Tex said and he sounded a little hopeless “I know that you don’t. That you can’t feel the same way towards me. It’s not how you are built so lets just make the best of what we can” Tex said putting on a brave face Nick looked at him for a long moment and then he said “Come here and lean back on me Tex. Let me hold you for a change” and opened his arms Yex did as he was told Nick wrapped his arms around him and kissed his cheek “You are right. I don’t love you. I don’t have that chemical reaction. My instincts just don’t go that way. But when you describe being IN LOVE with me that is exactly how I feel about you. I have known a lot of relationships that failed because they never moved beyond that chemical reaction love though” Nick said quietly “Would you mind if I just skipped that part and went right to being in love with yop?” Nick asked “Because if I’m not already I will be soon and there is no stopping it now” Tex relaxed into Nick’s arms even more “I can live with that. It’s nire that I ever thought I would have from you. Lets just concentrate on being in love and making each other happy” he said as his hear found hope again “You got it Daddy” Nick said and kissed him on the back of the head That night they went to one of the local gay bars and danced together all night “Look” Nick said nodding to one side Tex looked and saw Joel chatting up a silver daddy animatedly but when the man went to the restroom Joel slipped another man his phone number with a wink “And you were jealous of THAT?” Tex joked Nick took Tex’s face his hands and said “MY DADDY! MINE!” and they both laughed That night in bed Tex repeated his blowjob performance of the day Nick had showed up at his trailer and changed his life, keeping Nick on the edge for an hour before sliding a finger up his ass and making him cum. When Nick caught his breath he said “ill yu make love to me tonight Daddy?” Tex took him on his back and slid in slowly. His 11 inches touching places deep in Nick who’s hands clutched at his Daddy’s back in pleasure. He pushed his ass up to meet Tex's thrusts and as his father bred him he shot his second load of the night “I love you Son” Tex said as his load filled his Son He did some online shopping and had a few surprises waiting for his Daddy delivered to the apartment. “This is going to be fun” Nick thought with a smile ***************************************************************************************** I‘ve met guys like Joel a few times in my life and falling in a lake is the least they deserve Let me know what you think! Scanbu “I love you too Daddy” Nick said and meant it/ Over the rest of their honeymoon Nick discovered the fun in dressing sexy for his Daddy.

Once a boy is fucked bareback, there IS no going back. HOT story!

So Ben lubed up his huge arm and fist, and then poured a big pile of shards into his palm before closing it into a square fist. Jose pulled his cock out out and spun Jeff around so he was sheltered between his big thighs, Jeff’s hard little body nestled against Jose’s chest, and pulled Jeff’s legs back. Jeff sprang a woody when he saw Ben’s big arm glistening with lube to his elbow. Jose and Ben laughed: their boys cock had a way of popping hard when he was getting—or about to get—something he really wanted. Jose whispered “You ready to get your cunt remodeled to fit your daddies big arm? For us to make your cunt a Hernandez-King cunt again, baby boy?” Jeff smiled dreamily, as he yelled, “Cunt me, Daddy Ben, cunt me!” Ben smiled and slowly sank his hand elbow deep in Jeff. Jeff hissed as the big square fisted entered, stretching his sore asslips, and he grunted, loudly, when Daddy breached his second hole with his giant fist. But he accepted Ben’s fist to right at the elbow in one smooth and gentle fuck. Ben’s eyes rolled up in his head and he began fervently stroking his meat with his free hand. “Oh baby boy,” Ben sighed, “That boypussy feels so damn good.” Jose fed Jeff poppers and Ben moved forward to make out with his boy and as he did so, Jeff’s hole opened and swallowed Ben’s elbow. Jeff and Ben made out dreamily, and then pulled his face back to watch Jeff’s face intently. Ben slowly opened his hand—Jeff groaned with pleasure at the deep stretch, and then he gave a series of small cries as Ben lightly flicked the shards out of his palms, increasing the speed of his movements as the boys hole opened around the new dose of Tina. When Ben was about half of the way through this process—his hand turned in the opposite direction and flicking chards—a deep hunger erupted in Jeff’s hole. “Deeper, daddy, please, please, daddy, fuck me, fuck me,” Jeff cried, his entire hole opening up like hungry mouth. Ben quickly closed his hand into the bird shale, tight around the four remaining shards in his palm and pushed in, and for the first time, Ben King possed his beloved boy’s sweet hole, bicep deep. Ben was very careful as he opened his hand—his gigantic arm was so, so deep in Jeff’s clutching velvet, and he quickly sent those shards ahead of his hand. If those Turkish hunks had gotten his boy to take their arms to the shoulder, you could bet his daddy would be doing the same thing. Ben fisted his boy for a long while, but the boy just couldn’t seem to get much deeper. So, Jose took over. Jose fisted Jeff’s increasingly sloppy pussy, loosening it until it was starting to get cunted. Jeff was enthusiastically participating, urging them on and begging them to go deeper. Try as everyone might, Jeff couldn’t go much deeper past the top third of his Daddy Ben’s bicep. Jose’s longer arms and smaller hands punched and punched. And so despite their promise to each other not to do it, the two big tops changed strategies. Ben and Jose greased up big, fat, long stapon cocks, longer than their arms. They rarely used strap ons—their dicks where plenty big to stretch a boy—and they did enjoy hard fucking a boy with toys. But today seemed like a good day to give Jeff’s cunt a treat. They out Jeff up in the sling and then filled Jeff’s pussy with chempiss, plugged him with an enormous plug, blindfolded the boy and put on his noice canceling headphones playing the same intense hard fucking beat they had on the dungeon system. Jeff was a very happy piggy, playing with his boycunt by pulling the plug out to its widest point then pushing it back in. Ben stood by the boy’s hole and put a big wide bucket under the boy. Jose popped the boys headphones out and said “Push that big plug out of your boycunt, then push that piss out, baby boy.” Jeff grunted and grunted and the plug dropped out, he cried out and piss came gushing out into the bucket. Jose then directed Jeff to push out as Ben lined the huge strap on tool up, as trashed as the boys hole was, its grotesque width and length still dwarfed the hanging lips. Ben pushed in smoothy—insistent but not punching it in—and he just kept going. Jeff moaned loudly, “Big thing, oh, big.” Ben bent his knees and the boy’s weight bearing down from the sling made him speed up, when the thing was a little over halfway in, Jeff went rigid, but his boycunt betrayed him. The deepest part of Jeff’s hole had been stretched over and over by the big Turks, using their enormous arms and firsts and their collection of truly brutal deep-penetrating tools. And shouting “Oh fuuuuuuuck,” he slid another four inches. Jeff was now panting, so lost in the pain and deliciousness of the deep, sore, stretch, not even aware that Jose had pulled his arm out straight and swabbed it. His eyes opened wide when he felt the needle prick, and then he started coughing from the slam. Jeff stayed still for just a second, then he moaned and his ass opened up and he slide almost all the way down, chanting the mantra of a slammed pussy boy: “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” So Ben fucked him and fucked him, the huge tool sliding deeper and deeper up his hole. Ben’s hard cock slid in alongside the big tool, but Jeff was so open and hungry he didn’t even feel the extra stretch. Ben fucked him for about 30 minutes, the big heavy tool and his own drug intake meant Ben was feeling like he’d run a race, so he slid out. Jose lined up the slightly bigger tool he was wearing, and Jeff could feel it—he moaned loudly, but it went nearly all the way in. Jose kept fucking and fucking until Jeff took the entire giant tool. After another 30-40 minutes, Jose pulled out and Ben took over. They railed the boy harder and harder, until they could punch fuck him with the big toys. Jeff was so very very high and he just surrendered to their pillaging, lost in a world of pleasure. They decided it was time to fist the boy again. Jose greased up first because his fists were smaller but his arms were longer. He filled his palm with a big pile of shards and closed his hand into the smallest bird shape. While in some ways this was a kindness—it was the smallest fist shape—it would also be the hand position that would reach the deepest reaches of the boy. Jose was ready for giving his boy a very very deep fuck. The big Latino punk top paused, his folded hand and long, jacked arms glistening with lube. “Carińo, Bebé,” Jose ordered, “Ojos conmigo. [Beloved, baby, eyes with me.]. Jeff turned his rapt attention to the man’s face. Jose sank his folded fist into the boys hole—so much more fiery now they’d slammed him—it was smooth going until just past the elbow. Jose’s eyes rolled back in his head, “You are going to love this, Ben, mi amor, his deepest reaches are swollen and it’s going to be like the deepest fuck of a Sunday pussy.” A Ben purred with pleasure, a Sunday pussy was what they called a sore and swollen, but still drug-fired and needy, boy hole, and it was one of the absolutely most pleasurable kinds of pussy to fuck and fist. They’d already at the pleasure of using their dicks, and their fists with Jeff’s swollen pussy tonight. And now a third and final chance at depths they’d never achieved before. Jeff got his papi’s arm in, just at the top of Jose big, bulging bicep and Jose started ever so slowly fucking. Jeff stirred and moaned, “Your big bicep feels so good daddy. Stretch me so good, but need Tina papi, please daddy.” “Don’t worry, cariño,” Jose purred, fuuuck baby boy’s hole felt incredible, “Papi put more than enough shards in his big paw to send you way up.” Jose fucked the boy’s tender insides with his big hand for about five minutes, enjoying the way Jeff looked, trying so hard not to complain but clearly hurting. And so Jose every so slowly opened his fist, keeping fucking and pushing, and began to spread the huge pile of shards. Jeff grunted every time a shard hit his bloodstream. But he did not whine or complain. He was clearly riding the wave he’d so often experienced—that of one of his daddies fucking him when his pussy was super needy but tender—this wave tapped into the deepest parts of his nearly 1000% bottom instincts, and he associated it with the end of his most incredible sexual experiences, with his “Sunday pussy” being fucked and fisted as the sun rose over the glorious city and the lake. So Jeff pushed back, his hole demanding the fuck. Satisfied he could give his boy a nice smooth light punch shoulder deep, Jose pulled out of his boy. Jeff’s eyes were rapt on him, so Jose leaned forward and deep kissed him. “What do you need, baby boy?” Jose said. Jeff smiled, and said huskily, “Fist me please papi, I need your big fist so bad.” “Oh your gonna get my big fist, baby, but first it’s your other daddies turn.” And Jeff’s eyes opened wide as he felt Ben’s huge square fist enter his hole. Ben was on a mission. He’d been watching Jose use the boy and his hunger to have Jeff take his entire arm grew stronger and stronger as he watched Jose take the boys hole so completely. Ben pushed insistently, a little faster than Jeff could handle but Ben wasn’t being brutal. When Ben got to the point, past his bicep where the boy’s hole started to get very puffy and tender, open in the middle where Jose’s big hand had down its magic but closing up quickly, Ben started fucking the boy there. Jeff struggled with this, and he held out for about two minutes before he begged “Poppers or Tina, please daddy, need drugs.” Ben smiled darkly, “Show daddy how much you want him deep in your hole,baby, prove to me you want this and then maybe you can have some help.” It took Jeff another two to three minutes, struggling as Ben’s big fist fucked his tender insides deeper and deeper. Jeff kept his eyes locked on his daddy and then he submitted, his expression one of total abject surrender. Jeff said softly, “Take me daddy, make me your boy, cunt me daddy.” Ben smiled and fucked the boy a little harder for about a minute, then he pulled to just inside the boy sore space—he could feel Jeff trying to relax his hole, but he was just too sore. Ben quickly opened his palm and dropped the shards in a big pile. Ben kept his palm open and got behind the shards and made his fist back big and square and he pushed the pile of shards into that deep place in front of his square fist. Jeff cried out at the burn, his body arching, and still Ben drove and drove deep, the boy’s hole fluttering and pulsing as the drugs immediately reached the boys bloodstream. Ben did not stop until the hair of his armpits was tickling Jeff’s hole. And then began, for the first time, to really fist his boy. A few seconds after the massive hit of Tina reached his bloodstream, Jeff felt his hole open up. Jeff soon thrilled to the deep fucking, urging “Harder, daddy, harder, fuck me, fuck me.” Ben was soon able to fuck the boy at any depth, up to his shoulder, sliding smoothly into Jeff’s increasingly sloppy hole. Both Ben and Jose were hard as rocks and after about an hour of Ben deep fisting Jeff, Jose began to get ready to make the boy even wilder. Out of Jeff’s eyesight he took the three trailer hitch toys and made sure that the nut holding the shank in place was just one turn of his big hands away from letting the thing loose. He then lubed all three of the toys up and covered them with finely-crushed Tina. He blindfolded Jeff and drew Ben’s attention to the toys. Ben grinned. They had agreed the boy would take all three of these toys at least twice, each one delivering a huge, brutal payoload of Tina as their weight drove them into the boy’s hot hole. Ben delivered several brutal punches to the boy, and ended with about five minutes of very hard punching of the boys fist and second hole. Jeff was lost in pleasure and enjoyed it. While Jeff punched the boy, Jose brought the biggest toy over, and as Ben pulled out, Jose plunged it into Jeff’s hole, deftly turning the washer and allowing the thing’s heavy weight to drive deep into the boy. Not only was the this toy the longest and thickest the ball part, but this toy also had an extra ten inches. The boy was getting fucked deep and hard with the metal sphere. Jose fucked and fucked the boy, making sure every single bit of Tina was off the toy. Then Ben stepped in with the next size down and while he fucked Jeff, Jose lubed and the toy he’d just used and again covered it in Tina. They gave the boy fuck after fuck with the heavy metal balls, pulling them out and lubina them up while the other worked on Jeff’s hole. Jeff struggled a bit at first, but by the fourth toy he’d gotten so high, he just sighed. By the sixth time they did it, he was pushing back and begging for them to use him. They gave him two more—for a total of 8 times—and Jose used the biggest one and then fucked the boy harder snd harder, changing angles until his hole was so very loose and sloppy. Jose pulled the toy out and picked Jeff up, Jose fisting the boy the entire time, and took him over to one of their padded play areas. And put Jeff down— and Jeff just knelt in position, chest to the floor, holding asscheeks open—babbling about his need to be used. So for another 8 hours they used the boy, fucking and fisting him in every position. They filled his hole with chempiss and fisted it out of him, over and over. Finally, when his hole started to close up, Ben bound him tightly to a fisting table and they used their cruelest depth toys on his tender hole, punching and fisting him from time to time. Finally, when Jeff couldn’t take anymore abuse without crying, they used a long tool with a reservoir, meant to imitate the silicon cock coming, and filled the reservoir with a big booty bump of a Tina and X disolved in lube, and then used Tina-laced lube all over the long dildo. They then eased it straight up Jeff’s hole, being neither kind nor cruel, as Jeff breathed and gasped in from the soreness but then they released the liquid and began to fuck him yet again. They released him from his bounds and made him service them, sucking on their big cocks, drinking their piss, serving their musky holes, and on demand he rode their cocks and sat down on their fists. From time to time one of them would drop a shard in, to keep the boy going. Jeff was in total sub boy mode, they’d broken into the deepest recesses of his submissive soul, and Jeff enjoyed it, eagerly doing whatever sexual task Jose and Ben demanded of him. Finally, though, the boys exhaustion began to catch up with him and the overused hole began to get puffy again. So Jose and Ben lay him on his back, and gave him a final load, relishing his little moans and cries and the feeling of his swollen hole that dutifully sucked and squeezed their big cocks. Once they’d given him a final load, they moved over to the coming down area and Jose put on slow, relaxing morning music. They then took the boy into the shower and everyone cleaned up. They then cleaned the boy out, being as gentle as they could, and put a soothing ointment up the boys hole. The three men got in a snuggle pile, with Jeff pressed between his two huge daddies, and they made out. The big men praised Jeff, tenderly kissing him, telling him what an excellent boy he was. Finally, when it was clear that everyone was getting tired, and despite the drugs, Jeff was exhausted, Ben carried him up to their big bed. Everyone fell asleep, and when they awoke again, they drank water and Gatorade and gave Jeff another pill and had him sleep another sex hours. About six weeks later, Jeff was again in the dungeon. He was high as a kite, bound tightly to an elevated set of metal pipes. His perfect chest heaved, and a faint trickle of blood ran from his freshly pierced nipples, thick needles piecing his little tits in a cruel X. His cock was rock-hard from a shot of trimex, and Jose was edging him, and had been for many hours. Underneath the boy, lying comfortably on a long weight bench, was Ben, fisting the boy deep. Jeff had an otherworldly smile on his face but he seemed utterly content. Little sweet innocent Jeff had been transformed into his truest self, an inhibited pig bottom cunt. Jeffrey Morris was home.

**Part 2** After much discussion we agreed to meet at David's flat one week later. He had convinced me that he knew exactly what he was getting into and was fully aware of the implications it would have on the rest of his life and that he wanted it so badly that if I refused to be his donor he would just find someone, anyone else, to convert him. My scepticism about being his gifter had largely diminished during our meeting at the café. Actually 'scepticism' might be to stronger word. I just wanted to be sure he wasn't under any illusion as to what the possible outcome would be and that, as far as possible, he would have no regrets. At that time I had only been positive for less than a year myself. So far, I had absolutely no regrets. I had met several other poz guys and had some best uninhibited sex of my life. I had become equally versatile and enjoyed being a top as much as I had always enjoyed being a bottom. I hadn't even considered going on medication and would abstain from doing so as long as possible. One of the guys I'd seen a few times, Mike, had been diagnosed six years prior to myself. He looked slightly wasted to me but, said he had always been skinny and underweight. I loved our sessions together. He was completely versatile and we would spend whole weekends at his place just fucking each other. I would come away feeling completely drained of cum, energy and even desire, at least for a day or so. His tall, skinny build would lead anyone to believe he wasn't very well endowed, which couldn't have been further from the truth. His cock was eight inches of thick man meat. He was slightly younger than me and not particularly handsome, but that cock was absolutely beautiful. The shaft was thick enough but the domed head was gargantuan and looked slightly out of proportion to the shaft. When I had started conversing with Dave and it looked like he was a genuine prospect for converting I had told Mike. He told me just to be really careful how I handled the situation. Not to try and persuade him either way, just tell him all the facts and let him make his own informed decision. Otherwise, I could be accused of manipulating him or coercing him if he later regretted going through with it. I arrived at David's flat at just after eight PM on that Friday evening. I'd told him to make sure he was clean inside and out and had used a douch a few times to make sure, so there wasn't any barrier for the skin of my cock to be in physical contact with the walls of his arse. He was wearing a thin dressing gown and his hair was still wet from the shower. The material of the of the robe clung to his body. Having opened the front door he turned around and I could see his the outline of his bubble butt as he walked into the hallway. I pushed the front door closed. He lead me along the hall and into a sparsely furnished bedroom with a large bed, a wardrobe and a small chest of drawers. He turned towards me and I could immediately see how nervous he was. He was physically shaking. I told him to relax, that he was under no pressure if he wanted to back out and we could just have a coffee and I could go. Even before I'd finished speaking he told me that, no, he wanted it more than ever. He wanted me to poz him tonight. That he was just so excited a full of adrenaline at the prospect of me breeding him. I smiled and said okay, if your sure. I put my hands on his shoulders and pulled him towards me. He put his mouth to mine and his tongue in my mouth as we kissed. I slid my hands down the contours of his body to his hips. He was well muscled and firm, not an inch of softness anywhere on him. I reached around and with my hands on his buttocks pulled his hips toward me. I was already hard which was evident to him even through my tight jeans. I could feel that he had the beginnings of an erection through the soft robe against my own fully hard cock. God he felt good, he smelled good to. While we stood kissing I pulled open his dressing gown and slid my hands inside it, feeling his young flesh for the first time. He was soft and warm. I felt for his cock. He was hard now, uncut his foreskin still covering the head. There was a little pre cum leaking from the end and he gasped as I pushed his foreskin back along the shaft to reveal the domed end and rubbed a finger over the glands of his cock stimulating more pre-cum to flow. I pushed the robe from his shoulders and it fell to the floor by his feet. He was completely naked now. He had a perfect physique. Not like some muscle bound freak, but toned. His cock pointed up towards me and it was dripping copious amounts of fluid back along his shaft and over his hairy balls. I reached for his shoulders and turned him away from me. His young arse was taught with downy dark hair on his buttocks. I caressed his arse cheeks. Pulled them slightly apart. He shivered slightly and said he wanted me inside him. I told him to lay down on the bed and slowly got undressed. He was laying on his back watching me. I removed my shoes, then my jeans followed by my t-shirt and stood there in my pants. I had started to leak a little and the front of them had a wet patch. He gasped and said "Please give it to me. I want you to fuck, me poz me, please do it now. However, I was in no rush. I just said "Suck me" He got off the bed, got on his knees and was on me greedily within seconds. I asked if he liked the taste of my poz pre-cum to which he murmured something enthusiastically. I shoved my cock down his throat and held it there for a few seconds then allowed him to breath before plunging it back into his throat. I held it there slightly longer than the first time before letting him up for air. The third time I held it even longer until he began to gag and I could feel the muscles in his throat squeezing my the glands of my cock. I pulled my cock out and it was covered in the thick fluid from his gagging throat. He was still taking large gulps of air as I pushed him back on the bed face down. I pulled apart his arse cheeks. I was really horny now. I wanted to see his hole. The hole I was going to fuck, to breed, to rip apart and infect with my poz babies very soon. His hole was hairy. I pulled his buttocks apart even further to reveal his pink hole. He'd told me he had been fucked alot but, always with a condom, even though he'd begged to fucked bareback. To me his hole looked brand new. Like it had never been used. I slid my tongue along his crack and pushed the tip into him. He tasted clean. He moaned a little and begged me to fuck him. Soon enough I thought as I gently pushed the thumb of my right hand into his hole. Boy, was he tight. I saw a droplet of sweat run down his back and into the valley of his arse. I removed my thumb and replaced it with my tongue tasting the salty droplet as it reached his hole. My cock was seriously dripping now and I couldn't wait any longer. David was begging me to breed him and it would have been cruel to make him wait any longer. We'd discussed in depth how he wanted it and I wasn't about to disappoint him. I moved in behind him and placed the tip of my cock on the edge of his arse. Even though he was begging me I asked him if was sure. I heard the first syllable of yes but before he could complete the word I forced my cock in him. His hands were on a pillow and his fingers grabbed it as he cried out. I rammed my cock in him up to the hilt half a dozen times and left it there while his hole became accustomed to me being inside him. His hole felt fantastic. His sphincter seems to be caressing my cock, pulling me deeper inside him. He was sobbing now but didn't ask me to remove myself. After a minute or so I started to move my cock in him. Not really fucking him, just gently stretching him. A few more minutes and I took my cock out. The desired effect had been accomplished. There was blood on my cock. He turned over, looked at the blood on my cock and smiled. He looked at me and said "It's time" I just nodded opened his legs and inserted my cock into his hole. He was really excited now. His hands reaching round my arse and pulling me into him. His hole was still fairly tight, even deep within him the walls of his are seemed to be gripping the head of my cock. He was shouting now still begging me to give him my poz load. I was pumping him as hard as I could, trying not to cum to quickly. Sweat was pouring out of me and I was breathing heavily as I continued to fuck him. I could feel the pressure in my cock building. I wouldn't be able to hold off too much longer. My head was spinning. I was actually going to ejaculate my poz sperm into this neg guy and he wanted it, was desperate to have it. This is it, I couldn't hold it any longer. I shot my load into him. I don't think I've ever cum so much. It seemed to be pouring out of me. Spurt after spurt. It felt like my hole body was being forced out of my cock. Dave was shouting "Yes, yes, yes. Thank you, Thank you" I collapsed on top of him. He held my head and were kissing passionately. He had had his legs around me, desperate to keep me inside him for as long as possible. After ten minutes or so I got off of him and surveyed the damage. It was only now that I realised he had cum while I was fucking him. There was a large pool of cum on his stomach and in his belly button. He told me he had cum almost exactly at the same time as me. There was quite alot of blood and sperm on the sheets. David saw this to and smiled. Knowing there was a very good chance I had given him the gift. I hope it's all he hopes it will be. He's going to keep in touch and is desperate to meet my poz buddies for a recharge.

Lets see how big of stuff you guys can take up your ass;)

I met this hot 6ft tall black guy on Grindr today, he sent me pics of his thick 9” cock and I knew I had to have it. I cleaned up and headed over to his place. We got undressed and I started blowing him on the bed feeling his thick meat grow in my mouth till I started gagging from the length. He then put me on my back, lubed up and slid inside me. It felt amazing, he then fucked me in every position imaginable for the next 2 hours. He said he took a long time to cum but I wasn’t complaining. We finally finished with me bent over the bed and him pounding away at my hole till he shot a huge load balls deep inside me. I might just have to make this a weekly thing.

I think it is a power game, wanting to give in to a man who will mark you as his - there is something very primal about it, at least in my mind. I was overpowered and held down and pozzed at 21 by a huge muscular hairy guy with an amazing cock that stretched me and made me feel wonderful. He filled me all night and gave me 4 loads I think. Never saw him again but remember the experience and although I didn’t’ ask for it or want it, it still makes me hard as fuck and I’ve never felt dirty. Never told family or friends my status, only men I choose to fuck with unless it’s in a darkroom. But then again that’s very primal, hunting grounds and we all know the risks of barebacking so I don’t disclose anything. Every encounter I have had has been positive - no mean words, no rejection and there has been so much role play and fantasy that makes it hot and fresh when those words come out if I’ve fucked with them before and then Poz talk is introduced. It drives me wild and probably always will

You've already gotten some great input... a few extra thoughts. While we associate a lot of our lust and need with cock and cum, i think there is a lot more to sex and the connection we need/want with sex. For instance, looks and the visual appeal is part of that "want," but, as most of us are aware, the desire for visual gratification can impede receiving cock and cum. Probably 90% of the thousands of "cock" i have received have been anonymous. When gay sex changed from cruising to online, i found the best way to hook was anonymous walk in. Guys seemed a lot more open to walking into a mostly darkened room and finding me naked and ass up on the bed waiting. i even made a point of emphasizing the anonymity of the arrangement, that i would not even see them because i would be face down. That denial of visual input, and the sense of seeing, ended up accentuating other senses... and also, my inner desire/need. i found out that part of a Mans "cock" that i crave is His lust/need connecting to my own. i could sense and connect to that more when i was not focused on who and what i was seeing. i ended up having some repeat FB's who i know i would never have been visually attracted to had i seen them. Just from feel, i know one of them was probably close to 300 pounds and had about a 3 inch cock. He could only fuck by straddling my legs and Him in a sitting position. Given the size of His cock, i was always amazed that He could get in and actually fuck, but i'm pretty slender and i have more of a boys ass than one of those beautiful bubbles, so there's not a lotta ass crack impeding penetration lol. He was all Top though and His need/desire to fuck and breed me always came through loud and clear... and He always left a huge load. Had i let visual rule, i would have missed that wonderful connection with Him, and He with me. Turns out that 'beauty' is way "more than skin deep," and sometimes we need to be blind to see it.

I did not Poz my brother but I did take his virginity.

Actually ugly fat guys go to the top of my list if they have big cocks. They probably don’t get laid as much so will have a bigger load. I don’t think about their looks, I just concentrate on their cocks pounding my hole and cuming deep inside me.

12 yr old

I have degraded a few pig boys by pushing their faces into the cum/piss wet floors of the ABS in Vancouver. They are cleaner now but not too long ago the floors were slick and a good punishment opportunity for a slave slut

The fact that this guy said what you experienced is "normal" makes me want to hunt him down and present my ass without question! Wow!

I’ll be giving up my hole to Palm Springs tops this weekend and was wondering if there are any cumdump friendly hotels you’d recommend? Or a top known for whoring out cumdumps? Can share more pics but im discreet cuz have a jealous bf. Pic of my hole attached

Yeah here's me wearing my favorite shorts with built-in unsafe sex condom - it makes my dick look good when it becomes saturated in cum and pussy juice.

So was recently visiting FTL and went to 321 slammers OMG it was the best none stop action. I had heard nothing but good things, now I know why.... Slammers by a mile....

In my younger years I missed out on a lot of fun because I was choosy. I wish I could tell that kid that the dudes you don't find attractive will be some of the best fucks of your life. Lesson learned: I spread my legs for ANY man who needs to get off, whether I find him attractive or not. Because, let's be honest, if they find ME attractive, I'm going to get fucked, and that's the goal.

I think I look pretty good with a cock on my mouth 😜

It is for me. Think about it 24/7. Engage in BB sex just about every day of the week. Sometimes multiple times a day! Drive from one cock to the next. Always loads in my ass!! Luv it!!

First time that happened to me, I was well poppered up, my host had fucked and bred me well, then began fisting my hole while sucking my cock. He hit a spot, and I just started to cum uncontrollably, soon followed by massive amounts of piss, simultaneously. This lasted at least five minutes, then after the waves of orgasm lasted another five. I lay there, completely wet, covered in my cum, piss, and sweat, panting hard, and enjoying the sensations. Never experienced that before, so I apologized profusely to my host for the mess. He said it was normal, and enjoyed giving it to me, and watching my reaction. When I finally got up, my body was pleasantly sore, my legs weak, and struggled to walk to the shower. When I left, I wished i could get another one!!

Call me "old fashioned" but there has to be something I find attractive about an individual. Don't get me wrong, I have spent plenty of time in bathhouses here in the US, especially in south Florida or in Philadelphia. When I said I need to find something "attractive" about an individual in THOSE locations, it is purely physical. What does he look like naked and does his sexual interests match what I am looking for. But I consider bathhouses pretty much anonymous, sure you might get in a few words there as opposed to an ABS, but still, it's not like meeting someone in a bar or a dance club. There is something to be said for the term "compatibility". So he may not be someone you see in a T.I.M video, but if you are looking for a relationship or someone to spend an extended period of time with, there are other things to consider like, is he a decent person, will he make you laugh, will you be compatible in bed (even if he isn't Sir Peter (if you are a bottom) or Andy Star (if you are a top). I don't think it's a matter of lowering your expectations, I think it's a matter of coming to grips with the reality that you are not going to be having sex 24/7 and you need to have something more in common. If you wanna be a cum dump, and don't care who sticks there dick in you, there is a time and a place for that. I just don't think it's realistic that you can live your entire life being like that. Eventually, I think most guys are going to want more.....and I don't mean more dick,

Getting bred by BWC 😔

I think the apps contribute to FOMO and a 'just browsing' culture. The desire simmers in the background but can't be followed through effectively and instantly due to other commitments like work, family, friends, shopping, sports, cinema etc etc. As profiles used to state: just because my profile is showing as online doesn't mean I'm sitting at the screen ready for sex ..

I love using my army of toys to open up my hole

Monday night after practice, Tom showed up at Coach's door for game vids. The two watched as if nothing else had ever happened. When the finished, Coach said, "Boy, strip. and give me ten." Tom did as he was told but Coach said, "Wait, you do your pushups on this special board." Tom had never seen such a board. It had a sort of tube attached. Tom was to start from the down position with his dick in the tube. Tom did as told. He began the up and down motions, on the down there was no problem, on the up the tube squeezed Tom's elephant cock pulling on it as he pushed his body up. Stretching the already huge cock. When Tom counted the tenth repitition, Tom got a surprise, a jolt of electricty ran thru hiis big dick and he came. He came a lot. Tom turned to coach, saying, "I'm sorry Coach, it just happened." Coach smiled saying, "Electricity can be a wonderfu thing boy. No go clean out your hole. You need a dose of fresh cum. Coach took the cup off the tube that had collected Tom's cum. He put it into a needles syringe baister. When Tom came out of the bathroom, all naked, Coach had him bend over a chair, shot Tom's own cum into his hole and began to fuck away at him. "Tom, do you want my cum,"Coach demanded. Tom could only ned, he begged. Coach was fucking him like a 2 bit whore. Coach gave three loads to his stud quarterback and said, "Boy, you will get plenty more hot cum. Good thing you like it. But, you are going to have to learn to top, too. We will work on that with a friend of mine. I never bottom. " Coach produced a larger plug than before, forced it into Tom's ass and sent him home saying," take it out in my office in the morning, not before." Tom dressed, thanked Coach and moved toward the door. Coach shouted,"Halt, my special sluts get a kiss." He and Tom engaged in a long wet kiss. And then again. When they finally broke, Tom got on his motorcycle and headed home. His mind was agog. The plug was driving him crazy with every move. He fell asleep around midnight. His dreams were of cock.

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Part 6 "Fuck!" Both of us said it at the same time. Mine was more a scream of pain. He warned me about the burning before he gave me that booty bump but this felt like a pain that started at my hole and then spread everywhere. I could feel my whole body buckle and if he hadn't grabbed my hips at the moment he popped inside me I don't know what would have happened. His "Fuck" sounded more like pleasure. More like "Fuuuuuuck". My eyes were closed tight as I tried to work through the pain. I thought about getting off him and stopping entirely. He read my mind. "You're good son. It's ok. Just hold where you are. I got you. I won't let you take anymore until you say youre ready ok? Open your eyes. Look at me." I was breathing short breaths. The pain was still so sharp. I opened my eyes but I didn't want him to see me cry. He was smiling again. "I know it hurts. We're going to take it slow. Try to take deep breaths and give it a minute." He was being so gentle with me. I know he wanted it to feel good to me but there was no way this thick cock wasn't going to be painful for my virgin hole. I tried to take deep breaths and he could see I was getting calmer. The pain was becoming dull. He took one hand off my hips and reached into his cloth bag. It was small but it seemed to have so much inside it. He pulled out a small bottle. "I want you to try something that will help. They're called poppers. You sniff them. I'll show you." It was a new bottle so he looked at me and asked if he could take both hands off. I was feeling secure with my hands and a lot of my weight resting on his shoulders still hovering over him with just the head of his cock inside me. He broke the seal and unscrewed the cap. The chemical smell hit me immediately. It did not strike me as a pleasant smell. He put the bottle up to his nose and inhaled deeply. He put the cap back and closed his eyes for a second before he exhaled and opened his eyes. "See that? Easy right?" He was going flush. His face turning red quickly. "Dad are you ok? You're getting red. Is that normal?" "Yes son. It means it's working. Ready to try? It will make it easier to take more of me. I took one hit but I want you to take two. I'll put it up to one nostril and then the other and I want you to breathe in as deep as possible. Then after the second nostril I want you to hold your breath as long as you can. Ok?" I nodded but all of the instructions were hard to follow with the drugs already in my system and a thick cock head inside me. He unscrewed the cap again and pressed the bottle against my right nostril and pushed my left nostril closed. "Really deep son." I tried to do what I saw him do but the chemical smell stung hard and I pulled away coughing. It seemed to be a pattern. "Sorry. It stings." Even though I didn't do what he told me to, I felt a rush and warmth that felt...good. "Youre good son. First times are always the hardest. Let's try the other nostril. This time try to hold it ok?" I nodded and he pushed the bottle up to my left nostril and held my right nostril closed. I inhaled deep again knowing to expect the chemical smell this time. I kept inhaling longer then he did for his hit. "Damn son. That swimming gave you great lung capacity. Ok now hold it in as long as you can. Even when you want to let it go, hold it for just a little longer ok?" I nodded. He put the cap back on and set the bottle aside. The warmth I felt with the first hit was much stronger this time and I was being hit by a wave of pleasure. I don't know how long I held my breath but the longer I did the better it felt. "Good boy! It's hitting you isn't it? Hold it just a little longer....a little longer...a little longer...You wanna let it go?" I was feeling like I was gonna burst. I was nodding fast. He quickly placed a hand over my mouth and nose. My eyes shot open in panic. "I got you son. Just a little longer. You got this. You're a swimmer. Show me what you got son." Slowly he pulled his hand away and I exhaled like I had been underwater for an entire 500 race. But the wave of warmth I felt when I was holding my breath turned out to be nothing compared to this. My whole body melted my head fell back and without his hands on my hips I started sinking down on his cock slowly. This time both of us moaned. I could feel him stretching me from the inside. The pain was still dull but it never got worse. There was something else now. It wasn't even pleasure. It was like a realization. Like I didn't know that I had spent my life partly empty until that space was being filled. "Oh my god dad. Your....your....cock is so....thick." He moaned. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open. I stopped myself from sinking further. I wasnt sitting in his lap. I couldnt believe there was more. I needed a break. He opened his eyes. "You're almost there son. You're doing great. How does it feel?" I struggled to find a word. "Good dad." "Just good? Because it feels amazing inside you son. Youre so tight and warm around your dads cock." Hearing that got me so worked up. I dont know how but almost as a reflex to hearing those words I squeezed my hole around his cock. He moaned loud and long and his eyes rolled back. It was so hot to see the pleasure I was giving this man. I wanted to give him as much pleasure as I could. And that was enough to make me decide to just hope that the worst was behind me and I sat all the way down taking the rest of his cock inside me. His moan went from loud to completely silent like he was screaming but nothing was coming out. His eyes opened the way mine did when he forced me to hold my breath and he looked at me in shock. The pain was sharp. I couldn't believe how deep he was inside me. My eyes watered and a couple tears were falling down my cheeks. He brought his hands to my face and wiped the tears with his thumbs. "We're just going to sit here so you can get used to me inside you son. This is what we both needed. Look at me. Your dad's raw cock is inside you son." I moaned and my hole squeezed on his cock again. He pulled me into him and kissed me. We put our arms around each other his grip tight as he moaned into my mouth. We made out for what felt like the longest we had to that point just exploring each others mouths and tongues pushing further into the other. He pulled me away to break the kiss. "You are so beautiful son. Perfectly smooth like a good boy should be and so tight around my fat bare cock. You know I havent cum in a couple weeks. When you told me your birthday I decided I would hold a load so that the first load that shoots into you is so big that you never forget it." Talking about cumming in me brought me a little out of the haze and made me a little nervous again. This wasn't safe. But that's all I wanted from this man. I wanted to feel a man shooting his seed into me deep. Either I show everything on my face or he can read minds. I think he could detect that my mood was beginning to change. He grabbed the pipe and torch. "How about a couple hits?" I nodded. I was nervous but I didn't want to stop what was happening. If the hits could cloud it again then I was going to do them. He gave me three hits before he took one. For good measure he gave me one more after his one. I was flying high again as the clouds hit me hard. "Ok we're going to do something now. We're going to stay in this position. I'm going to teach you a couple things that will make every top fall in love with you." At the moment there was only this man who I wanted to fall in love with me. I would do anything he told me to. "Eventually you'll learn how to bounce up and down on a cock but you just feel so good that I don't want you pulling off me even an inch. You're gonna grind into me and you're gonna find a spot inside you that is gonna make you cum." I looked down at my cock. It was still just semi-hard. There was no way he was gonna make me cum with my cock only half hard. He pushed my chest back so I was leaning back. He kept pushing until I had to use my arms to brace myself behind me. "That's good son. Now just make slow small circular motions with your hips with my entire cock inside you." I began trying to do what he said while being sure not to pull away from the feeling of the hair of his crotch brushing against me. Dad was using his hands to rub my chest my abs my legs and then used one hand to stroke my cock as he rubbed my body. Not even a minute of doing this he said "Let's do another hit of poppers. I think it will help and I also want to see how they mix with the T for you." I pulled myself back upright and in that motion his cock hit something inside me that caused me to shiver and moan. "There you go son. I think we found it. Let's do these hits and get you feeling even better. He gave me two hits letting me take a quick breath after the first but making me hold the second one. Before he took his hits he said "I'm going to take my hit now and I'm going to hold it in too. I don't want you to let go of yours until I let go of mine. Ok son?" I nodded but I was already starting to feel like I was going to need to breathe out soon. The warmth was working its way into me like a wave and I was trying to hold on. Dad took his hit and held it. He closed the bottle and put one hand on the back of my head. He pulled me in so we were forehead to forehead both holding our breaths. Finally he nodded and we both exhaled. What I felt was incredible. It was so much more intense than the first time. He pulled me into a kiss and we were both animals. But he shortened this kiss and pushed my chest back again. He put one hand behind my back to steady me. I knew what he was doing. "We're gonna find that spot again son. I want you to feel even better. Go ahead and try that motion again." I started making circles with my hips again still riding the wave. And then it hit. I actually screeched. Dad held me in that position. He was like a surgeon with incredible precision. One hand on my abs and the other on my back he held me at an angle that was not as far back as before but not upright. We sat still for a moment and he looked deep into me. I could barely focus I was so high. "Are you ready son?" I didn't really know what he was talking about but I nodded anyway. "Clench your hole for me son." He closed his eyes and moaned through his smile as I held his cock tighter inside me. "Try to match my rhythm with that move ok son?" Rhythm? I had no idea what he was talking about. We weren't moving. And then suddenly I felt his body buck slightly and inside me his cock pressed against that spot again making me shiver and sending my head back behind me. Then he did it again. And again. And again. And then over and over until I was screaming out. "Fuck...dad... your... cock....oh...my....god." So this is what it meant to be fucked. This is what it meant when all those guys in the videos who were getting fucked moaned like crazy. I was seeing stars in my drug and poppers fueled high on top of this feeling of his huge thick cock stretching me and introducing me to a pleasure I never wanted to lose. "Don't....stop...dad...please...." He started moaning too as I clenched down on his cock over and over. "Son fuck yes. You love your dads raw cock inside you dont you? This thick cock is going to breed you so deep with a two week load of ropes and ropes of thick dad cum. You want that son? You want your dad's load to breed you son?" I didn't say anything in response. Something was bubbling in me. The tingling that I had been feeling since those first hits were suddenly turning into something else and I was starting to shake uncontrollably moaning and gasping for breath at the same time and even though I hadnt been touching my only half hard cock I could feel this wave of pleasure make its way to my balls and through my cock as I came like never before. Dad pulled me against his chest as I was still shaking and with his mouth at my ear said "I'm cumming son. Oh fuuuu......" I could tell that he was moaning that silent moan again. His body against mine was shaking bucking over and over and after at least 10 spasms he moaned deep and long. The spasms kept coming but there was a longer period between them. He held me tight against him and when he thought they were over he pulled me back and kissed me. He bucked a couple more times and said "Oh fuck I'm still cumming. Oh...m--" I put my tongue in his mouth. If each time he bucked into me was a shot he must have cum almost 20 ropes into me. Our kiss got slowly and more sensual as our breathing steadied. I pulled back this time. I had shot a massive load. There was cum all over our chests. "How are you feeling son?" I didn't know what to say. I felt amazing like everything in my life had changed. I put my head on his shoulder. "Dad. That was incredible." I could hear him chuckle. He was still inside me and I could feel that he was still hard. "That was just the beginning son. I have an idea. How do you feel about calling home and telling your folks youre staying over your friends place tonight?"