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1. A man’s pit odor will open my pussy more than any toy or fist can. 2. if a man says “good boy” 3. when a top wants me to clean him after he has finished. 4. If a man slaps my hand away from my nub while he is inside and using me is so hot. 5. Eye contact these are just a few.

I rode back to Daddy's place with Rick. He told me a bit about his past. That he came out in the last two years. His family was supportive and he still had a good relationship with them. He loved sex but generally played safe. He saw the posting and thought he would just check it out. He expected to get a bj or fuck some guy but never expected to take loads himself especially bare from strangers let alone POZ. You could tell he was processing what just happened to him. He seemed both his mind spinning and yet it sinking in but not freaking out. He said he was vers and normally did bj or topped in going to public places or event bathhouses but this was only his 4th out in these places. I asked him was he ok taking POZ loads. He said he wasn't sure but he was curious. He had read BZ and been on bareback hook up sites. We arrived at Daddy Will's place and went in. He was already there naked in the living room. Rick walked in a little nervous. I led the way and started taking off my clothes as i walked towards Daddy. Daddy told Rick to also strip naked and he did. He motioned him to come over to him. Rick walked over to Daddy and dropped to his knees and started sucking his semi hard cock. "Good i like my boys to not have to be told to do what they should naturally which is take cock all the time", Daddy said. Daddy and i started to make out. I love the way Daddy kisses me. Rick kept sucking his cock and balls. Daddy was now rock hard, grabbed his hand and took him into the bedroom. Rick got on the bed on all fours and waited for Daddy to mount him. Daddy got up on the bed and put his cock at Ricks hole. Daddy just teased his hole rubbing his precum around, stroking his back and poking is slighty in. Rick started to get impatient and pushed back on him, wanting to have Daddy's cock in him. "Hmmmm somebody wants a cock in him huh. Tell me what you want." DAddy said "I want your fat hung cock in me please. It felt soo good in me." Rick said pushing back on Daddy "Yeah you want me to fuck you like a whore dont you. Use your hole. And....?" Daddy said "I want your load in me. Charge me Daddy. I didnt know i wanted a poz load but now i do. Thats why i went tonight. To get fucked and bred", Rick moaned With that Daddy pushed into Rick. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Daddy", Rick moaned as he pushed back onto Daddys long stick "Yeah there you go. Daddy has what you need, dont i ", Daddy said "Yes please fuck me please", Rick begged DAddy then started to plow him and fuck him good. I stripped and joined them on the bed going under Daddy and licking his balls while he fucked Rick and then sucked Ricks cock, played with his nips and made out with him. Daddy pounded him pushing him flat on his stomach and sat on his ass sinking all of his long cock in him. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, i feel you in my stomach", Rick moaned in pain "Yeah this is what you want right bitch, you knew this is what you get the moment you showed up tonight right?", daddy said fucking him deep "Uggg yes i think so", Rick moaned Daddy stopped and pulled out just till his tip was left in his ass. "What did you say? You sure?" Daddy said "I dont know. I know i wanted action i just didnt know i wanted this to be fucked and used like a whore and impregnated with all this poz cum" Rick said trying to push back on Daddys cock. Daddy held him off from lifting his waist to meet his meat. "You mean you dont want my cock and my dirty seed in you?", Daddy said "No i do please i need your cock, i want you to fuck me and give me your poz seed please fuck me", Rick yelled back incoherently Daddy then rammed back in him, Rick raised his ass meeting Daddys every thrust, his head down and started to moan like a cheap whore. Watching all of this got me hard and went underneath Rick and started to suck his cock. He tried to suck mine as we were 69 but my cock was in my cage. I leaned in and licked Daddys cock while it was going in and out of Rick. Daddy would treat me and stick in my mouth deep throating me. Rick got mad as he wanted Daddys cock in me and would push back searching for DAddys cock. This went on for a while when DAddy finally turned Rick over and put his legs on his shoulders and rammed into Rick. "Ahhhh fuck", Rick moaned in both pleasure and pain. I knew what he was feeling. You can have been fucking all night but when Daddy rams into you, you feel it and it still hurts especially when he hits your second hole. I could see Rick in the daze just enjoying being taken by Daddy, along with his loud moans. "Daddy fuck me please make me pregnant with your seed please!!!!", he yelled "You want my charged seed dont you bitch.", Daddy responded "Yes please fuck me make me yours, give me your hot dirty cum PLEASE!!!!!", he moaned loudly With that Daddy started to speed up and could see his body languge...."Ohhhh here is cums boy", Daddy moaned "Ohhhh yes Daddy i feeel your poz cream in me", he moaned, as he said that Rick started to shoot cum all over. I put my mouth over him and sucked and ate his cum. Daddy continued pounding him for the next few minutes making sure his seed got deep. After he pulled out and i rushed over to lick him clean. AFter i started to eat out Rick. Rick started to moan again and pushed back against my face. Daddy walked over with the key and reached over and unlocked me. "Fuck him now and give him our pozz charge", Daddy said My cock sprung hard and was already wet with precum. I put his legs up and rammed into him. While i am not as big as Daddy i am still a good size and fucked him. He moaned like a slut and begged me for my seed. "Looks like we got ourselves a cum whore" Daddy said laughingly I kept pounding into him, his ass squeezed my cock. As a normal bottom i felt what tops liked. I kept ramming into him but wasnt going to last long as i hadnt cum in a while. Daddy came behind me and stuck 2 fingers in me as i was fucking Rick. Thats all i needed. " Ohhhh here you go faggot", i yelled and came deep in his ass. I felt 7-8 spurts into him. I kept pumping into him as Daddy massaged my prostate, it was an intense orgasm. Daddy pulled out his fingers and gave it to me to clean, liked them up. We all collapsed and cuddled next to Daddy and made out together. I looked over at the clock it was 5am. What a night.

He passed the point when he started to slam and lost all his muscles and self respect, just eager for my cock. Something so hot to be able to tell him what I did to him and see his fucked up brain not caring only needing to feed the hunger!

Drew had put on a few pounds over Christmas and got a membership for a local gym to work off his excesses. One evening after working out he decided to relax in the sauna after an exhausting workout. There was another guy, there when he came in, so he sat at the other end of the room and rested against the wall. Drew’s eyes began to close through tiredness. "Hmm, nice cock!" the guy said and as he woke Drew from his dozing. Drew’s towel had fallen off and the guy was staring at Drew’s completely naked body. He was in his fifties sporting a scorpion tattoo and was leaning back with his towel open stroking his erect cock! Drew started to stare, it was the first time he had really seen another dick. “I'm sorry," the guy said, "but seeing your naked body just turned me on and I couldn't help myself." Whilst he spoke he never stopped wanking his cock. The guy got up and walked over and stood in front of Drew with his still erect cock pointing skywards. He thrust his hips forward, got his dick right up to Drew’s face and pushed it against his cheek and rubbed it across Drew’s face. “What the Hell are you doing?” Drew exclaimed. But this was a mistake for as he opened his mouth the other guy shoved his cock inside Drew’s mouth. He then let his dick run across Drew’s lips leaving a trail of pre-cum. He plunged his body forward again and his dick once again parted Drew’s lips a little, even as Drew tried to force them shut, and Drew quickly turned his head away. Then he grabbed Drew’s cock and wanked it to full erection. Drew blushed with his dick so aroused even as he struggled against this chunky aggressor. He pushed his foot into Drew’s stomach and Drew gasped as he opened his mouth wide, giving his assaulter the time to push his manhood deep inside him. “Shut it, and suck my dick or you’ll get worse!” the guy warned. Drew tried to turn his head away, but the scorpion guy forced himself forward as more of his dick entered Drew’s mouth. This guy has his dick in Drew mouth and he couldn't manoeuvre away from him. This guy was strong and he wasn't backing off. Then he moved back until his dick pulled back out of Drew’s mouth and was about six inches away from Drew’s face pulsating in the air. It allowed Drew to gasp for air. The guy grabbed the back of Drew’s head with both hands and pulled forward. Drew tried to pull away but his dick was right against his lips. But Drew kept his mouth closed and wouldn't open it, so the guy grabbed his hair with one hand and with his other hand plugged Drew’s nose so he couldn't breathe. Drew tried to pull away, but he couldn't and I found he was running out of breath. "Stop fighting it!," he ordered, "You want my dick in your mouth!." “Just open your fucking mouth and taste what you really want." Drew couldn't struggle much longer. He was getting out of breath and he was too strong for him. So Drew tried to grab a quick breath of air and ended up allowing the man to enter Drew’s mouth with his raging hard cock! He held Drew’s head in place and started to thrust his hips forward and back as he fucked his face. He was moaning and breathing heavily as his dick moved in and out filling Drew’s mouth and throat and then back out just behind his lips. He got a rhythm going and started to pick up speed as Drew struggled to expel his cock. He pushed in harder. "That's it take my cock!," he urged Drew as he kept thrusting in and out of his mouth, Take my dick in your mouth." Each word he emphasized with a powerful thrust of his dick deeper into Drew’s throat. Drew grabbed his hips as he started to succumb to sucking his dick. "That's it, now you're doing it." Drew was being forced to do something that I didn't really want to do, but at the same time he was beginning to enjoy the experience as his cock began to spring to attention. Drew could feel this guy’s cock swelling and he was frightened he was about to cum. He desperately wanted to escape and then thought he had indeed been rescued when the sauna door opened and another member entered. His hopes, however, were immediately dashed, when this new guy said to the other guy. “Hmm, seems like you need some help, Guy, I’ll fetch Ross.” Initially this did bring some respite for Drew as his assaulter, removed his prick from Drew’s mouth, now dripping with pre-cum and dripping off his cock like a long piece of string. “I didn’t want to cum, just yet, I’ve got better plans for you!” The guy who’d interrupted the proceedings, returned with Ross, a much skinnier man, but whose muscles rippled from all the weight-lifting he had done in the gym. Both the new guys dropped their towels and set to work on Drew. With three of them now, Drew stopped trying to fight off his assailants and prepared himself to take their cocks. The second guy shoved his cock where scorpion guy’s cock had just been but a minute before, whereas Ross went down on Drew and sucked Drew’s cock to a tumescent erection. Scorpion guy just seemed to be enjoying the scene of Drew’s further degradation. The guy who was fucking Drew’s face was in his thirties and had a great toned body from his gym work, his cock was raging hard and he looked and sounded as if he wouldn’t last long. His load flowed across Drew’s tongue and filled his mouth with cum. Drew had to swallow as there was so much. Yet some still dribbled down his face. Meanwhile, the other guy was sucking Drew’s cock expertly and Drew felt as if he was, in turn going to blow his load. Drew couldn't believe that he was about to release his cum into another man’s mouth. But it was all too much for him and Drew exploded and the guy sucking my mouth expressed his satisfaction between letting gobs of spunk fall from his mouth, “God that taste’s good!” Was this to be the end of Drew’s ordeal? But, of course, he had forgotten his original assailant and current onlooker the man with the scorpion tattoo. He was stroking his hard cock and growled, "On your knees bitch." He wasn't asking and Drew didn't hesitate to obey. His cock still glistened with pre-cum, but he didn’t at first make use of his erection. Instead he started to finger- fuck Drew. Drew got worried about his intentions. Surely he wasn’t preparing to actually fuck him bare was he? The guy who’d been sucking Drew’s cock, now slammed his cock into Drew’s mouth. “Fuck that bitch's face. Scorpion guy encouraged him",” I think I'm ready to breed him." Without further ado, Drew heard the guy spit and then felt his hard cock forcefully push against Drew’s sphincter. Drew struggled to get out of this. “Hold him down,” he ordered the other two guys. “This guy’s mine for the taking!” He pushed his cock in hard and soon he was all the way into Drew’s virgin arse. “I love breeding tight virgin arse,” he exclaimed. He was clearly highly excited about breeding Drew’s arse and was breathing very heavily and thrusting in and out faster and faster. It was excruciatingly painful for Drew taking a cock for the first time. The other two guys were both encouraging him to breed him real good. They held Drew down firmly, so there was no way Drew could escape from scorpion guy’s fucking. Then with a loud grunt, scorpion guy held his dick in place firmly. Drew realised although he couldn’t feel anything, he must now be pouring his raw semen deep inside. Indeed as he pulled out, Drew could feel spunk running down his bollocks; so much spunk had been shot inside. But there was no rest for Drew, as the thin muscle guy immediately took over and thrust his meat easily into Drew, now lubricated by scorpion’s spunk. Then Drew was horrified by what he heard him tell him. “Take my poz cum too, you faggot!” Drew had just been forced to take loads of poz cum. There was no way Drew could get away and knew he was going to receive another toxic load as this guy picked up speed and ravaged his bottom. Again Drew felt this guy tense up and hold his dick firmly inside him as he spewed his toxic cum inside. As he withdrew, he wiped his prick over Drew’s lips. “Enjoy the taste!” he insisted. The three men then left the sauna, knowing they had taught this newbie how to take dick!

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!

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When I was a kid anything I could find. Pens, bottles, handles of hair brushes.

See my other story "Zeke’s Tales" here on Breeding Zone, the post on May 24th 2024, for background on Michael. AKA Boy One - Trust me. Read the background first ***************************************************************************************************** “Mom! I’m home!” Michael yelled as he came in the house “Wash your hands, dinner is ready” came the reply She wasn’t really his mom but almost no one knew that He didn’t like to think about the place he had spent the first ten years of his life, He remembered his mistake. He had asked Dr. Thompson a simple question “If I can control other men, why should I let you tell me what to do? Shouldn’t it be the other way around?” The man had looked afraid and said “I see, you are more intelligent than I thought, this will need some consideration” It was the last time he had ever seen Dr. Thompson in the flesh He had heard him though. That last day. Dr. Thompson’s voice had come over the intercom, “Attention all staff. This project is being terminated. The subject is uncontrollable and must be dealt with so he is no longer a threat” He had wandered the empty halls as all the adults left, abandoning him to his fate. A hand had grabbed his arm and pulled him into a narrow hallway he had never seen before and the door to the main hall had been shut and sealed “Come with me and be quiet if you want to survive Michael” a female voice said. It was one of his guards. The lady with the graying blond hair who had always been so friendly with him. The one they had gotten rid of He followed her down the hall which was dusty from disuse. Before they had gone far there was the sound of an explosion and everything seemed to shake, dust raining down from the ceiling The hallway became a tunnel that seemed to go on and on till it opened up into a wooded area A short walk took them to a waiting truck and they had driven for three days to Mom's hometown on the other side of the country That had been eight years ago He had been Boy One then. He was Michael now He had learned not to use his ability to control other men, It always made him want to do other things a boy of ten isn’t ready for Michael had gone to school just like any other boy. He had never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend. That side of him seemed to be waiting for something Sometimes he seemed to sense something from far away. Someone out there who loved him but had never met him, It was probably just the fantasy of a lonely boy The town was a suburb of a larger city in the rust belt. Mom’s brother Uncle Billy was like a dad to him but Michael always wanted his "real" dad in his life Uncle Billy was gay but he was such a badass he never had any problems, He was the leader of “The Maple Cross Angels” Maple Cross was the name of the town and The Angels were a group if guys wgi pretended to be a motorcycle gang while they did a lot of things to improve the community You have not lived till you have attended a motorcycle gang’s bake sale to support the local little league team. Just saying Uncle Billy had taught Michael to ride by the time he was 13 and at 16 had gotten him his own bike. It wasn’t a bad way to grow up Now he sat at the table with his mom discussing what college he would chose to attend in the fall over dinner When they finished he helped her clear the table and was gong back for the last glass when he heard a crash behind him He turned to see Mom leaning on the counter clutching her chest, The plate she had been holding shattered on the floor He grabbed the phone and called 9 1 1. It was her heart, She had been having problems with it for years now They let him ride in the ambulance with her to the hospital and Uncle Billy met them there with his husband Steve Michael has never liked “Uncle Steve” who was Uncle Billy’s husband. The man was so creepy and he always looked at Michael strangely when no one else was watching Several hours later they had her stabilized but still in critical condition “I will stay with her tonight, Steve will you take Michael home so he can get some rest and come back in the morning?” he asked his husband It made sense so Michael didn’t protest as Steve and he walked out When they got to his house Steve pulled his bike into the driveway, turned off the engine and parked it “I can make it inside myself” Michael said :Shut up and get your ass inside” Steve said and shoved him from behind as he walked towards the door Michael tried to get through the door and slam it shut but Steve got a booted foot in and being much bulkier than Michael forced his way in “I have been waiting for years to get a shot at you alone” Steve said. He rubbed the growing bulge in his jeans “I know you want it too, You have always wanted mt cock" Michael tried to run nit Steve caught him and dragged him to his mom's bedroom, The only neighbor within earshot was on vacation so his shouts went unanswered Steve slapped him and told him to shut up then ripped the clothes off him and used his own belt to tie his hands behind his back The fact that Michaels cock completely soft and was bigger than Steve’s at full mast seemed to piss the older man off for some reason. Steve was by no means small but Michael was massive. 12 full inches when hard, though he was limp as a wet noodle now “So the little fag has a big cock? Doesn’t mean you aren’t going to be my secret little bitch from now on. I will teach you to love my cock in you” Steve snarled He pushed Michael face down on the bed, spit in his hand, rubbed it on his cock and mounted the boy, brutally pushing in Michale struggled with his body but the bigger struggle was in his mind “I can’t let him out no matter what!” he thought even as his body twisted trying to dislodge Steve who had taken his virginity in a painful, brutal thrust. Michel groaned in shock “The little bitch likes that huh?” Steve said and fucked him harder and the pain grew worse Suddenly Michel felt four connections spring to life in his mind and all four were terrified for him Two were weak, barely detectable but definitely there. One was a bit stronger and one, the one he had thought he had felt so many times blazed in his mind like a beacon Michel seemed to hear the words “I’m here, I love you, come find me” over and over from that one. It anchored him He heard Steve grunt and felt his cock pulsing as the man came inside of him then just kept on fucking The sadistic man whispered “Just think, if your mom doesn’t make it, I can move in here with you and we can do this all the time” as he slammed into him Even with the help from his connections that was too much Michel retreated inside himself and Boy One emerged to take control of the situation The lightest sheen of sweat coated his body as he unleashed his pheromones and said one word quite calmly “Stop” Steve froze in place “Get off me” Boy one said just as calmly Steve got off the bed and stood. His face and eyes clearly showing he was confused and terrified “Go get the phone, call 9 1 1 and tell them you just raped your nephew, act like you are full of remorse and guilt at what you did” Boy one ordered him When the police arrived they found Boy One still tied face down on the bed, sobbing Boy One was a good actor They untied him, let him wrap himself in a sheet and arrested Steve He took his second ambulance ride to the hospital that day and the embarrassing process of “evidence collection” took place Uncle Billy who was still there with his mom could not believe his husband had done this for all of two seconds. Then his loyalty swung to his brutalized nephew Boy One had not even had to influence him to make him believe Boy One could feel the connections as clearly as Michael had, He sent calm reassurance along them and ted to shut them off but they refused to be closed. Oh well, these were not enemies. Their presence was oddly comforting, even to a person who tried to feel no emotion at all Situation handled Boy One let Michael emerge again, He was loose now and he knew he could return when he wanted now that the barrier Michael had built up was broken, He would bide his time. The story of Michael’s double tragedy made the local paper and then because it was a slow news day some national outlets picked it up His face was on the cover of “America This Afternoon” but he didn’t think anything about it. He was just concerned about his mom. He didn’t fight the counseling sessions Uncle Billy set up he had so many reasons to need them ******************* Jeff’s eyes widened as he read the paper “Mike! Come here!” He shouted “What… what;s wrong?” Mike said as he came running The incident of two nights ago still had them shaken Jeff showed him the paper. His own younger face stared back “This explains the pain and fright the other night” Jeff said. Mike’s phone rang. It was Zeke “I’ve seen it” Mike said before his cousin could say a word They conferenced in Karl and discussed it and what they should do. One thing was certain They all wanted to have this Michael as the story named him in their lives “I’m not losing my Son again” Mike said ****************** Michael was at home. Mom had been moved to a physical therapy rehab that morning and she was settling in. She would be there a minimum of six weeks There was a knock on the door and when Michel answered it the man he considered to be his "real" Dad, though he had never met him, stood there looking anxious and very scared, His eyes widened and filled with tears as he took in Michael “I was wondering if you would show up” Michael said “You better come inside, mw that you have found me we need to talk” He sounded calm but his heart was racing “You know who I am?” Mike asked as they went inside and sat on the couch “Yes: Michael said “And you know what I am to you?: Mike asked “You are the man Dr. Thompson cloned to make me, he even named me after you, Does that make ne a Junior?” Michael said with a slightly impish smile Mike let out an explosive breath and suddenly was hugging him tightly “I’m your dad if you will let me be. I want to be so badly Son. I have missed do much of your life!” Mike said in a thick, emotional voice Michael hugged him back just as tightly “I have wanted that since that researcher told me about you when I was six. He got fired for it but it was to late then. I knew who my dad was” “Why did you never try to get in contact with me if you knew?” Mike asked “I didn’t know you knew I existed” Michael said “I found out about a month ago and I thought you has been killed in an escape attempt” Mike said “I didn’t try to escape, Dr. Thompson decided I was dangerous and was trying to get rid of me” Michael said “Mom rescued me just before the explosion. I was never dangerous, I was just a failed experiment he couldn't control” “Thompson is in prison and if he lives to be 400 he might be eligible for parole” Mike said Michael nodded “As for why I didn’t contact you. I can see in the tabloids how many times some woman has claimed to have your baby of Billy’s” Mike snorted “As if. Neither of us has ever been with a woman, Oh his name is Jeff, not Billy, Billy is a stage name” “Good, I have an Uncle Billy who helped raise me and that could have gotten confusing. Anyway, would you have believed me if I had contacted you?” Michael asked “Probably not” Mike admitted He squeezed Michael tighter “I am so happy that you are alive and that I found you Son” he said It was probably the happiest moment of Michael’s life Later as they sat and talked quietly about their lives Michael remembered something “The other night when everything happened to me something strange happened as well, I suddenly felt connected to four people, Are you one of them?” he asked “You would know if I was” Mike said “Four? I know who three are but not the fourth, One was my husband Jeff probably because he and I share a similar connection. One was my cousin Zeke, when we were young we almost became lovers but things kept getting in the way. The third is Zeke’s clone Karl, yes you are not the only clone out there” Mike said "Lovers with your cousin?" Michael asked smirking "It's a long story" Mike said dryly “I wonder who the fourth is and if he is the strong one. He almost has to be someone connected to you like the other three are” Michael said Mike searched his brain but came up empty “I really can’t say. Maybe he’s only connected to you somehow” They let the matter drop The next day he took his dad to meet his mom for the first time, How many boys can say that, truthfully? Mom was thrilled “I love your music, I have been a fan for years!’” she said “I am also so glad you and Michael found each other, He has dreamed about you for years. He always wanted his dad in his life” “Michael, I’m going to be in this place god knows how long and I’m going to be bust with therapy. Why don’t you get to know your father and his family? They are your family too” She said ‘They are dying to meet you” Mike said “I had to almost tie them up to keep them from coming along, and not in a good way!” then he blushed looking at Mom “Kinky Boy” she laughed, “I’m a fan of all your music, even the racier stuff so I doubt you could surprise me with things you are into” Mike blushed even redder “That’s true” Michael said “She blares “Give it to me: so loud the neighbors complain” Michael said smirking at his blushing dad “Will you come? Everyone will want to meet you" Mike asked Michael thought about it “I’d like to but I’d like a couple days to clear my head too, Why don’t I ride there on my bike? That way I get my time and my bike is there so I can get around when I want” The thought of his Son crossing the country on a motorcycle worried Mike as much as it would any parent but he agreed reluctantly The next day, with just a few days worth of clothes on a pack he strapped to his bike he headed our, Dad had surprised him with both a new phone and a debit card with his name on it and yes, he was listed as Michael Jr. “As long as you don't try to buy a small Caribbean island you should be fine with that his Dad told him The way Dad clutched him when Michael gave him a ride to the airport was funny. He had obviously not spent much time on a bike but he did manage to convince the older man he knew what he was doing. Mike directed him right out onto the tarmac and to the steps leading up to a private jet “I may stop a few places but I will call you every night to let you know I am ok” Michael said and they hugged. Mike boarded the plane amd waved from the door *************************** He was riding through farm country, taking the back roads, He came to a stop sign with corn fields on three corners and a farmhouse on the fourth, right next to him In the front yard a man stood glaring hostility at him then deliberately flipped him off Boy One slipped out and pulled his bike right up the man’s driveway, parking it “Is there a problem?” he asked pleasantly, a light sweat appearing on his face “Get out of my yard!” the man yelled, approaching menacingly “All you damn liberal city folks with your loud assed motorcycles! You are probably even a faggot too aren’t you? You look like a pansy, sissy boy” He was probably in his late 40s, in good shape, blond, tanned and dresses in jeans and a button up shirt The wind shifted and as the pheromones hit him the man seemed to stumble. His string of profanities broke off as well “That’s better” Boy One said as he got off the bike “Is there anyone else here?” “No” the man answered “My wife died years ago and the boys live in town, 10 miles away now” “Interesting” Boy One said “Lets go inside so I can breed you and infect you with my HIV” he said The man smiled and said “I’d like that” and lead the way inside On the wall was a picture of the man with three handsome young men in their early to mid 20s “Your sons?” Boy One asked and the man nodded “Call them, get them out here, I’m going to breed and infect your entire family since you are such a pleasant, kind man” he said The man nodded again and picked up the phone telling each son he needed them at the farm asap “Drop your pants and bend over the back of the couch” Boy One told him as he pulled out the 12 inch cock he got from his dad “This is going to hurt but you will be a cock craving faggot for the rest of your life when I am done with you” Boy One said as he stepped behind the man and shoved about half his cock in shredding that neg hole and getting it ready for impregnation with his virus. He pulled out and slammed back in not caring of it hurt the man, soon he was sliding almost his entire length in and out of the man's battered hole, His lemon sized, low hanging balls swung with the motion “What the fuck” He heard from the door as three handsome young men came in. The room was thick with Boy One's scent now so they all blinked and froze “I will be done pozzing your dad in just a bit. I want his first ass fucking to last a bit. Whos the youngest? One of the boys raised his hand You other two decide who is going to fuck his mouth and who is going to fuck his ass while you wait Within two minutes the youngest had a cock in both ends. His brothers were no more gentle than Boy One was with their father “Here comes the load that’s going to knock you up bitch!” Boy One said and he fired his toxic seed directly into the man’s guts, ramming past that inner barrier to guarantee infection “Gp take your youngest’s place and send him over here for his breeding” he told the man It was hot to watch this man who had called him a faggot, pansy. sissy boy with two of his son’s cocks in him The youngest bent over like his dad had and Boy One rammed balls deep into him, pounding his pretty ass with a fast pace, just intent on breeding him and knocking him up with a virus baby. Soon he was pumping his second HIV tainted load up a neg ass He bred the other two boys just as brutally, he took them on the floor on their backs as they sucked their youngest brother's cock. Their dad watched on proudly as Boy One impregnated his entire family When he was done he told the three boys ”Your dad is now your bitch, each of you needs to come out here and fuck him several times a week. He needs to be fucked at least twice a day Spread word around that he will take any cock that shows up on his doorstep. He loves strangers coming in his yard so much we will let them cum in his ass too . You can go now” As the three boys dressed and left he told the man “You will never refuse to service any cock offered for the rest of your life. Remember that” He took a shower and got dressed The man followed him back out into the yard “Who’s a faggot now?” Boy One asked him as he got on the bike When he got back to the stop signage let Michael emerge. Michael didn’t notice a couple hours had passes and rode on That evening ge got a hotel room in a moderate sized town, He had not made as good a time as he thought he would but it didn’t really matter/ He took out his new phone and called his mom to let her know he was safe then he called his dad “Today was so relaxing” He told Mike They talked a little while the he said ‘I will call you in the morning before I head out. I Love you Dad” It was the first time he had said those words and he waited a little tensely “I love you too Son” Mike said “I can’t wait for you to get here” Michael slept really well happy his Dad loved him ******************************************************************************************* Who do you like better? Michael or Boy One? Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Sal and Theo looked around the room as Darrell Thompson’s rights were read to him. The Man’s phone and laptop sat unguarded on a table in the next room, Theo, moving faster and more smoothly than a man of his age and rotund stature should be able to and slipped through the door Sal moved between the distracted agents making the arrests and the the opening With an ease that seemed supernatural Theo slipped thumb drives into the lap top and the phone without actually touching either device he waited a tense 30 seconds and saw both devices restart. He pulled the thumb drives just as smoothly and 10 seconds later was standing next to Sal like he had never moved. The entire operation had taken less than a minute and a half Sal stuck his hand in his pocket and a small device fell out of his pants leg onto his shoe, A tiny flick and the device bounced under the bed and pure luck made it land right under Darrell’s hand as he moved it from his head to stand and be cuffed He instinctively picked it up and looked at it once he was on his feet. The agents saw it too, A red light flashed three times and every phone and computer within 100 feet, including Sal and Theo’s restarted and when they came back on they had been data wiped and factory reset One of the agents groaned “He must have had it in his hair” “I’ve never seen this thing before in my life” Darrell said just as surprised as everyone else “Yeah, yeah, that’s why it’s in your hand. Drop it in the bag" The agent said holding out a plastic evidence bag They followed as Darrell was led out of the room and the forensic agents swept in to comb for any useful evidence Before they left the agent in charge asked for their phones, confirmed why were wiped and put them in evidence bags “We will get these back to you” he told them “That should only take a couple years” Sal said to Theo and all three smiled. They all knew how slow these investigations moved “Thanks for your help finding this guy” The agent told them “Always glad to help out my old Agency” Sal said as he and Theo left Hours later at the estate the content of the thumb drives was analyzed. The phone had the server address links and the laptop had the access codes, They uploaded several dozen petabytes (1024 terabytes) of information to the servers at Ze=Corp headquarters. The ones only Zeke could grant access to A couple months later Darrell finally broke down and told the government where his servers were but the computer wipe meant he could not access them. The government too physical possession of the servers and eventually cracked the encryption. What they found was plenty enough to put Darrell away for several lifetimes but it was a very edited fraction of the total The rest of the data space was filled up with copies of the Anime porn files that had apparently been Darrell's fetish They had answers and then some but it took quite a while to sort them out ************************** While the data was being analyzed Tommy and Zeke got to know their “kids” The analysis could take years they knew and life had to go on while they waited Red, being Red, found all four equally hot though with Karl and Charly he kept his hands and cock to himself… for now Zeke had absolutely no sexual attraction to Charlie beyond him being an attractive young man because he preferred the wonderful complex, mature man Tommy had grown into before his eyes. Karl was intriguing to him but that was probably just his ego and a perverse desire to “fuck himself” Tommy was very much the same way with Karl. Zeke had been an experienced lover when they had met and Karl was gorgeous but a novice in bed. Charlie had a sweet attraction for him because they connected on so many levels emotionally but it was more like having a best friend who really got you. You could often find them with herir heads together opening their hearts to each other Karl and Charlie only had eyes for each other. Zeke had a live in counselor helping them through the traumas they had suffered, not the least of which was being raped while watching the boy you loved being raped at the same time. One of the biggest comforts to the boys was the unconditional love they got from Tommy and Zeke’s parents They had taken the news surprisingly well and both sets of parents had instantly started calling the boy their grandsons The boys suddenly had a huge family of cousins, uncles and aunts who welcomed them as if they had always been there Mike and Jeff came up for a visit to meet their new nephews Even the boys had heard of them and loved their music “It’s not like we didn’t have internet, they just actually monitored what we were looking at like parents actually should” Karl said The biggest difference between the younger and older couples was that both Karl and Charly had two left feet. They wanted to learn though and Tommy started teaching them with help from Zeke and Red Surprisingly Karl had a weak connection with Mike though Charly and Jeff didn't have anything Zeke found that he had always had that same faint connection to Mike. It just took Karl seeing his to realize it Zeke and Tommy loved being mentors, being parents to these young men, It filled places in their hearts they didn’t know existed. They called the boys their Sons and the boys called the Dad Once Darrell was firmly behind bars with virtually no hope of seeing daylight ever again they were sure the threat to the boys was past. Zeke got them enrolled in the college he was originally going to send Tommy to before he discovered Tommy’s talent for dance. They excelled In every subject Soon they got their own apartment near campus but hardly a day went by when they didn’t see Tommy and Zeke The boys seemed perfectly happy in a monogamous relationship. At least that’s what they told their dads. The reality may have been slightly different but the face they showed Tommy and Zeke baffled them “What are we going to say to them?” Tommy asked Zeke “Even though we can't understand it we fully support your decision not to be wanton man sluts like your fathers?. Isn’t that a little ridiculous? We will just have to love and accept them for who they are, not who we think they should be” The boys did eventually let their dads in on the truth but we will save those stories for another time ******************* Years went by and the analysis of the data continued, Tommy was 30 and Zeke 41 when they finally found the answers they wanted Zeke, Tommy, Red, Mike and Jeff gathered at the estate o hear them Theo and Sal took them into Zeke’s office for the report on what they had found in the data early the next morning and Theo began with... “The “attack” on you three he indicated Zeke, Tommy and Red “was mainly to cover up taking a blood sample from Red, In the confusion that followed you probably didn’t notice the small puncture wound on your arm The Tattoos were a diversion as well to set our suspicions on Agnes just like she thought “You have a four year old clone living in a foster home in a nearby town” He said to Red not meeting his eyes ” We found out about him in the files and it didn’t take long to locate where he was” “I assumed you would want to have him in your life. He was abandoned at a hospital by his mother a week after Darrell Thompson was arrested “Damn straight I want my Son” Red said angrily “You are now listed as the father on his birth certificate, A local family court judge we know has already given you full custody. I’m sorry we didn’t tell you sooner but we wanted to spare you the anguish if the state fought us, which they did at first” he went on looking apprehensive “They wanted to come after you for the cost of his upkeep while in foster care. The amount was trivial for someone in your financial position and was paid quickly. The foster parents got greedy at that point and started saying they would fight to adopt him and tie us up for years if we didn’t pay them off as well. The whole thing took much longer than we expected but the state is happy to hand him over now that they are being investigated for corruption and collusion” Theo said still not looking at Red The two of them had been close for years and that made Red even angrier “And all that time my Son was with people who would use him as a bargaining chip while you were keeping him a secret from me?” Red asked fuming “That’s what you needed to hire those lawyers for and why you needed that money” Zeke said “Theo do you have a fetish for keeping important secrets?” Zeke asked fuming himself “I trust you with our lives. I have to be able to have faith in you!” “It took longer than I expected. I wanted to surprise Red with it and it got out of hand” Theo said Tommy stepped out into the hall and spoke to the head of the household staff. He asked that Zeke’s childhood bedroom be cleaned and freshened up. There was going to be a little boy in the house soon The man rushed off to organize it all with big smile on his face. He had been with the family since Zeke was a toddler While Tommy handled that Red gad called his mom, “We will stop at the store and get what we need. I don’t even know how to use a car seat. Then we will go pick up my Son” and he glared at Theo “I will get past this eventually because I know you care about me and thought this was best but damn man! He’s my Son! You should have told us all the instant you found out!” Anyway” Red said trying to calm down “Mom knows what she is doing with car seats and little boys. If all goes right we should be back with my him this afternoon” Jeff followed him out and came back a couple minutes later “I had Hank drive him, He’s too upset right now. His entire life just changed but it didn’t have to be this much of a shock” he said and looked at Sal “Did you know about this too?” he asked sounding as angry as Zeke Sal nodded “If you were not our brother in law I would be tempted to fire you right now. We are going to have a long talk about keeping secrets from the people who employ you. This is unacceptable. Zeke I think you and Theo need to have a similar talk” Jeff said and he was livid “Trust me we are going to” Zeke said coldly “So much for our joyous surprise” Theo said “Yeah, we really overstepped here. We lose sight of the consequences sometimes” Sal said not looking at Jeff “Go on with your report” Zeke said cutting off any further rationalizations Theo nodded “We only found this next part a few days ago and have been putting together the pertinent details since then” He said quickly “Darrell Thompson ran a fertility clinic that also saw normal patients for the last three decades. There are hundreds of people out there raising clones they think are children made by In Vitro fertilization. Not that it would matter to them now, I’m sure they all just want wanted a child to raise and they got one Theo hesitated then sighed. “This next part is going to be hard. I think you should all sit down” They all sat. If this was worse than what they had just been through it was going to be terrible He hit a button on the laptop sitting on the desk and voice recordings started playing. It was Darell Thompson's voice. These were entries from his voice journal: “I have perfected my cloning method! I can clone anyone with just a drop of blood!” “My research into HIV is getting interesting. I have located genetic mutations both in the virus and in a small percentage of young men. If those young men are infected with HIV a new strain that is non-lethal may result. I have figured out a way to mass test for the mutation in boys between five and eighteen. They will be ill for a couple days but we should be able to get blood samples from any who are identified” “A man came into the regular clinic side of the office and was diagnosed with HIV/ He has the mutation and his strain appears to be new. I’m studying it. My preliminary findings show it may be the non-lethal strain I have started to try to create. My 99 boys in the desert are all four years old now but I may not need them after all” “Yes! The strain is non-lethal and it seems to originate in this man! I never would have thought to have one man with the mutation indirectly infect another but that’s what happened Something in that combination caused the Strain to modify. From what I can tell thus evolved form of HIV not only increases the desire of those infected to spread itself, it heightens their pheromone output making others they desire more likely to accept infection willingly I am calling the new strain the Angel Strain” Theo paused the recordings "Every up to this point indicates that while Darrell was greedy and ambitious he really was trying to do all this for the benefit of all humanity. That soon changed” he sad then he restarted the recordings “I have a blood sample from this man and I’m going to clone him. I think I see a way to heighten the pheromones even more and the man has certain desirable natural endowments that would make transmission of HIV easier for him and his clone. If I can raise and control the clone I think I can use him to rule the world. He will literally be able to seduce any man and control them with sex” “Boy One was born today, He has been infected with the Angel Strain since he was in the womb. I have been running the 99 in the desert experiment but Boy One is to young to join them. He is the best in almost every genetic category though, I am keeping him isolated from the others. They will be parallel experiments” “Boy One is ten years old now and starting to mature physically. He has been raised in our underground facility, We will begin the treatments that will increase his pheromone output and I will start training him to obey me, Things are going well” “Things have gone terribly wrong. Boy One can control any male not infected with The Angel Strain. He can’t control women either thankfully.. He just gives men orders and they obey. He’s not using sex, He doesn’t need to. I don’t think he can ever be controlled/ I’m not infected so I can’t go near him” “Boy One is dead… He tried to organize an escape… there was an explosion… The entire facility collapsed… there were no survivors… I will take what I learned from him and apply it to the 99 boys in the desert, Two are looking especially promising. I will wait till they are 18 to have them infected and slowly raise here pheromone output, I only have to wait four more years They will be my super predators” The recordings ended They all knew but it was still a shock when Theo pulled up a picture of a face labeled “Boy One” It was the face of a young Mike Tears ran down Mike’s face “I had a clone. NO! I had a SON and I never knew it. They raised him in captivity to be a weapon! Thompson better hope they never let him out of prison because the moment they do I'll kill him!” he sobbed Jeff held him and they cried together Tommy and Zeke clung to each other and wept as well None of them had known Boy One but they mourned for him just the same They all put on a brave face and smiled when Red arrived with his Son, The name on his birth certificate was Rupert but everyone called him “Little Red” Red’s mom had fallen in love with the boy the second she set eyes on him and she moved to the estate to help care for him Life shifted from the apartment to the estate and Little Red was the center of everyone’s life They had to tell Red about Boy One. He had felt their grief even while he picked up his Son and wanted to know They were not going to keep secrets like some others they could mention They told Karl and Charly as well as the rest of the family and everyone mourned this boy they would never know ************************* It was the middle of the night some weeks later and around the country four different people woke suddenly from a deep sleep and sat bolt upright Jeff gasped and grasped the still sleeping Mike making sure he was still breathing “Mike! What’s wrong?” He said sounding almost hysterical. Since they had met Karl and Charly, their “nephews” a few years back they had been developing a mental bond like Tommy, Zeke and Red shared, It was usually very pleasant but tonight it raged with shock and pain “Wha… Nothing is wrong Jeff, go back to sleep” Mike said Then both their phones rang When Mike answered a panicked Karl said “Unkle Mike! What’s wrong? I have ver felt you so strongly before! So much pain! What’s wrong?: Zeke was on Jeff’s phone just as panicked “Are you with Mike? What’s wrong? What’s happening to him?” As Mike and Jeff tried to calm them down Jeff got out of bed, moving away so he could heart Zekw better and realized the feeling was coming from the wrong direction and though it was strong, it was distant “It’s him but it’s not coming from him, It’s coming from the wrong direction and it’s far away” Jeff said confused They all realized at the same moment there was only one possible explanation “Boy One” Zeke said “he’s alive and he’s hurting” *********************** The fourth person Boy One’s pain woke up was a young man, just barely 18 He was the last of four children, Mom and Dad had wanted him so much they had gone to a fertility clinic when they had trouble conceiving him. Everyone said he looked just like his dad All his life he had imagined he had a special friend out there somewhere, He sometimes felt emotions that were not his but he thought it was just a boyhood fantasy most of the time There was no denying it now. He hurt along with his unknown friend. No, it was more than friendship. He loved this person he had never met. He couldn’t explain it he just did All he could think to do was send comfort and love along the bond along with the thought “I’m hare, I love you, come find me” over and over From across the hall he heard his Dad muttering in his sleep one phrase was clear “What’s wrong Mike?” his dad said in his troubled sleep **************************************************************************************** Boy One’s story will continue over in nt other story “Somebody to be mine forever” where it belongs. Be watching for it soon here on Breeding Zone This story will be jumping back to just after Karl and Charly became part of the family. There is too much fun then to skip over Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Is trucker sex a myth? San Francisco here would love to go on a journey with truckers and pay them back with my little hole🥰

My newest obsession: felching pigs! Well, I've been a pig myself for a long time, but the last week's I've really started digging the internet to find the nastiest pig felch porn. So this vid was going on repeat for some hours last night before I found a guy to play with. [think before following links] https://www.xnxx.com/video-eiedr84/pig_orgy Btw, anyone know who these guys are? Never seen them round in porn except this vid... And of course, let me know your filthiest felching favourite!

Trump for jail 2024 . . . there, fixed it. Gladly that is not our choice. In November we will vote either for normalcy, democracy and competence or for that fucking fascist and corrupt moron known as Donald Trump.

I sucked my first cock at 88. It's amazing how much I can do with my mouth, hands, tongue, and ass. They are not age restricted and provide great pleasure to me and my partner for the day. If I had not had prostate cancer, I would be fucking male assholes! I know males at 93, that still actively fuck! And yes, we fuck and suck men who are younger than me, some much younger. Cocks have no problems with age. They just want to ejaculate!! Have fun!!

Video of me getting bred at CCBC. I uploaded two other videos to site so check profile for them. Will be adding a few more soon. [think before following links] https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/1174102/bred-by-guy-right-after-i-met-him-at-ccbc-jacuzzi/

Once. I took a guy home and as he sucked me in my car, he puked all over all the car and me. Needless to say, I was beyond ticked off. He invited me inside to clean up and grab towels. I showered and he cleaned my clothes and when I got out, he was naked and as much as I wanted to bail, he offered me his ass while my clothes dried. He gave me some lube, which i used lightly, because I wanted to vent my frustration on his ass. It was a memorable fuck, one in which the rubber broke and I eventually bred his ass. That was one of my earliest raw experiences as a top and I realized how good it felt and the bottom invited me back the next day. We eventually became regular fuck buds.

I am not a trucker, but I have a friend who is, and he told me the company has STRICT rules concerning NOT picking up people. They're monitoring their drivers, and that sometimes includes cameras and speed tracking, checking their routes. I'm sure the type of trucker sex you're talking about once existed (and may exist for truckers who don't work for specific companies), but I think most companies have squashed the dream of trucker sex. Again, just from what I've been told. I hope you find someone who can let you ride in their truck and then ride their cock!

Hey guys... I wasn't thinking about continuing this story, but here it is... @backpackguy, consider it a prequel and sequel to this story and others I've written. 😉 Doc Murphy’s Therapy 5 – I Remember Everything I did remember everything! Oh, fuck did I remember! Releasing the last of the cloud into Mike, I turned to Doc... “Doc... What the fuck?!” I had just realized the last nine months of my life had been erased from my mind. How did I not know this?! ‘What day was it? ... I came here Friday after class... it has to be Sunday by now.’ I thought, trying to get myself together. He sat there smiling, watching my reaction. I turned to Mike sitting back on his haunches... his pecs pushed out from the cloud deep in his lungs. At this point, I didn’t know what was real anymore. Doc just sat there... “Go on...” he said, pointing to the mirror. I stood up, wondering what he was talking about and the haze started to lift. I saw a totally new me... “Fuck!!” “That’s it boy, look at what you’ve become...” Doc groaned, gripping his cock. My body was transformed before my eyes. I had put on at least 25 pounds of muscle mass. My right bicep bulged around the thick leather band cutting into it. And my pecs... fuck... at least 3 inches had developed. I could feel my harness pulling and lifting them up into a pair of slabs. I was so into the sight of me that I didn’t notice Mike walking up behind me and cupping my pecs in his hands... “So, what do you think, bro?” he asked, kissing my neck and teasing the thick barbells in my thickened tits. “Fuck yeh, bro... love it!” I moaned, placing my hands on his and squeezed. I felt intense pleasure from my tits and remembered... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ It was late afternoon on my last day of classes for the week. Walking out across campus, my phone vibrated... it was a text from Doc with an address. “Be here in 30...” Smiling, I threw my stuff in the trunk and made my way to the other side of town. I had never been on this side, but I had heard about... It was a mixture of industrial buildings right next to the so-called gayborhood... Parking in a large lot behind one of the buildings, I knew somehow where to go and walked directly to the nondescript door. The sound of a bell rang as the door closed behind me and I made my way down the empty hallway. A black curtain was at the other end. I stepped up and held it in my hand, feeling the heaviness of it. Taking a deep breath, I walked in... "Bout time boy,” I heard Doc’s voice say. “Strip.” I quickly turned and saw Doc... geared up and kissing a heavily tatted muscled stud in a leather harness, tit rings glistening under the light. Breaking the kiss, the stud turned towards me, spread his legs and smiled. Black leather chaps covered his thighs, exposing a hard cock laddered with barbells on the underside of the shaft. “Damn... boy,” he growled, approaching me as I dropped the last of my clothes. “Whad I say, Rocky?” Doc chuckled, watching him exploring my body with his black latex glove covered hands. “Goddamn.... C’mon, boy.” Rocky murmured, taking hold of my tit and leading me to the barber’s chair. A large dildo slathered in lube stood up from the seat. I didn’t hesitate. Sitting down, I moaned, feeling it stretching me out and sliding deep into me. My cunt began to burn... Strapping me in the chair, Rocky pulled a rolling metal tray over and started cleaning my tits as Doc moved behind me and held me by my shoulders. I jumped a bit, feeling his strong hands on my skin... the meth was now flowing through my body. “Relax, boy...” Doc said, massaging my neck muscles. Feeling a tightness on my right tit, I looked down past my smooth pecs to the clamp securely on my tit. I took a deep breath, gritting my teeth the moment the large needle slipped through my tit and punched out a bit of my tender flesh. “Almost done, boy.” he reassured me, quickly replacing the needle with ¾ inch barbell and screwing the ball on. “Shit, yeh...” I sighed, the throbbing pain radiating out and across my pec, turning into pleasure. “That’s it, boy....” Doc, whispered in my ear... “One more time.” “Do it!” I begged. Seconds later, I felt the clamp on my left tit and experienced the pain turning into pleasure again. Growling, my head fell back into the chair, and I closed my eyes. Doc stayed there, behind me, massaging my neck and watching my reaction. Feeling Doc pull his hands away, I opened my eyes to see Rocky standing there stroking his hard cock with his gloved hands in front of me. Without a word, Doc unstrapped me and pulled me up off the chair, leaving me empty. All I could do was moan from the sensation of my hungry cunt and throbbing pecs as he took me into the adjacent room. Seeing the room, I started moaning... It was a leather sub’s dream. A St. Andrew’s cross was prominently featured against the far wall. To the left, a set of heavy chains held a well-used leather sling suspended midair. To the right, a fuckbench stood prominently in front of a wall of toys... dildos, whips, plugs. Carefully dropping me on the center of the floor, he grabbed a leather case and tossed it to me. I opened it and saw my gear. Without a word, I carefully slipped my harness over my shoulders and strapped it on. My jockstrap was next... I stood, slipped my feet in and pulled it up by the waist. I slipped my hand down into the pouch and adjusted, sighing at the feeling of the leather pouch around my junk. Grabbing my socks, I hesitated, feeling heaviness. I smiled, lifting to my lips to taste the piss and sucking... “Fuck, Doc...” I grinned, putting them on and grabbing my boots to lace them up. Now booted, I searched the bottom of the bag but couldn’t find the final piece. Desperate, I turned the bag over but still nothing. It was then Doc spoke... “This what you’re looking for, boy?” I looked up at him, holding my collar. He stepped forward and leaned in to wrap it around my neck. Moaning, I felt him tighten it securely and lock it... “There, it’s done... You’re mine.” “Fuck yeh, Doc... yours.” I answered. With a wicked grin, Doc pulled me up and secured me in the sling. Obediently, I layed back, my legs wide open to expose my cunt. Rocky stepped up and I felt his cock sliding up and down my hungry cuntlips. “Yeh, fuck me...” I begged, feeling the metal barbells scraping against my cuntlips. He didn’t take his time... He slammed into me, making sure I felt his laddered cock scraping the walls of my cunt with every stroke. After a while of his tortured fuck, his thrust started slowing and lengthening, Relieved to think it was almost over, I tightened my cunt around his shaft and he started shaking... “Fuck,” he grunted, depositing a load in me. “So, we good?” Doc laughed, releasing me from the sling. "Yup,” Rocky sighed, pulling his studded shaft from my cunt. “You heard the man, boy...” Doc smiled, handing me the leather bag with my street clothes in it. “Let’s go home.” +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I kept staring at my own reflection in the mirror as Mike stepped back and Doc took his place behind me... “Happy, boy?” he chuckled, lightly running his hands over my thighs. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. It was as if I had bulked up in the last couple of minutes. I could feel Doc’s cock pressing between my asscheeks. Reaching around me, he started running his rough hands over my pecs and rock-hard abs. Leaning in, he swiped a bead of sweat off my neck and held it to my mouth. “Fucking tasting the juice...” he growled, reminding me of the cycling I had done, and I remembered. I started sucking on his finger... “Goddamn juice.” I growled, flexing my tightly harnessed pecs and finally seeing the results of my daily workouts with Mike... +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The alarm had gone off and woke me from a deep sleep. Wiping the sleep from my eyes, I reached behind me for Mike but felt the empty sheets. I turned over and saw the note on the pillow... ‘In the gym... get your sweet cunt over there when you read this.... workouts start today.’ Stretching, I sat up and looked around the room... our room... and smiled. I had moved into the guesthouse with Mike after that first weekend session at the house. Doc made me realize that I couldn’t go on ignoring the real me... Of course, my dad wasn’t happy and true to his word, he cut me off... Luckily, my first semester of classes was already paid for. Doc had worked out the details with the bursar's office for me to stay in school though he never told me how and I didn’t care... I was free. Pulling the cum-soaked sheet off me, I laughed... seeing my morning wood standing straight up even after our all-night fuck session. I reached down, feeling his cum still dripping from my cunt and tasted it... “Fuckin love it...” I wandered into the bathroom and stood at the toilet. Taking a deep breath, a slow trickle started flowing from my piss slit until the room was filled with the sound of piss hitting the bowl. I sighed as the pressure on my bladder was reduced and morning piss steadily flowed out. Instinctively, I put a couple of fingers under the stream and lifted them to my nose. I closed my eyes and slipped them into my mouth and tasted... “Shit, yeh... piss.” I shook the last drops off and went back into the bedroom and wandered over to the closet. Opening it, the smell of leather, sweat and cum filled my nostrils as I looked at our leather gear... Doc had made it so Mike didn’t even see the door unless he allowed it, but I was aware of it. I grabbed Mike’s jock and started smelling the empty pouch filled with the scent of his cock. “Yehhh. Fucker...” I moaned, licking the inside. I put it back on the shelf and looked down, seeing one pair of boots where there should have been two, and smiled. I grabbed my boots and took out the pair of yellow socks rolled up inside... still wet from the sweat and piss. Taking the socks in my hand, I couldn’t resist taking a bite and sucking on the ripeness before slipping them on my feet... “Mutherfuuuuck...” Next, I sat down. Placing the boots in front of me, I slipped my damp feet into them... “10-hole Rangers,” I kept moaning until I had completed the ladder and tied the yellow laces. I slipped out the front door and stood a moment, feeling the cool breeze over my shaved skin giving me goosebumps. I stood there in nothing but my boots rubbing my hands over my body to warm it up. I headed to the gym in the main house... “Let’s do it...” Near the gym door, I could hear Mike’s grunts and the sound of weights. I went in and stopped at the sight of a collared Mike in nothing but his 10-hole Rangers lifting a heavy set of weights... his junk freely hanging between his legs.I had to admit it... even after all the fucking we did, I was still impressed at his body and that’s why I was here. I stood there for a minute... just watching him before he noticed and smiled up at me. “Morning... fucker. You ready to start working that body?” “Yeh,” I growled, watching his cock as he kept on lifting weights. Seeing my cock rising, he placed the weights on the rack and added more before laying down on the bench... “Spot me...” I moved into position and stood with my junk just above Mike’s face. I steadied the bar as he did a quick press up and slowly counted down... my cock now at full mast. I was in awe of the power of his muscles... watching his pecs expanding and contracting with every rep. My eyes wandered down the length of his hard body until they landed on his swelling cock. Finally finished with a set of reps, he dropped the weights and exhaled... “Goddamn, you're leaking, Sam.” he laughed, opening his mouth to taste the clear drop falling on his tongue. “Fuck, bro... you know what that body of yours does to me.” “I know, bro...” he smiled, getting up and standing in front of me, putting his hands on my shoulders. “Yours does the same thing to me.” His hands started moving tenderly over my arms. Reaching up to his bulging biceps, I felt the solid muscles in his. Slowly, Mike moved my hands onto his pecs and contracted them. “Goddamn, bro...” I moaned, his hands taking me down over his firm ripped abs. “That’s what I want.” “That’s why we’re here...” he moaned, pulling me into his sweaty body in a passionate embrace and kissed me. “Yeh... please...” I begged, gripping his lats and returning the kiss. I could feel our hard cocks twitching between our abs. Mike broke the kiss and led me to the bench press and sat down. Placing his hands on my shoulders, he pulled me down to my knees between his thighs. I quickly bent to floor and started moving my tongue across the smooth leather toe of his boot until it glistened. Moving to the other, I repeated my actions and licked my way up the tightly laced shaft... From side to side, I worked my way up his calves and thighs, savoring the taste of his sweat. Quickly, I moved to the low-hanging sac and took a ball into my mouth. “Fuucck!” Mike groaned, feeling me take them both in. I started sucking... pulling them in and stretching his hairless sac. “Shit, Sam!” he moaned, pulling me off and slapping my lips with his cock. I knew what I needed to do... I slowly ran my tongue up the underside of the shaft until I reached the engorged head. My tongue slipped inside the ring. Wrapping my lips around his shaft, I pulled. Closing his eyes, he grabbed my head and slipped his cock down my throat. I could hear his moans as he fucked my mouth... He kept on thrusting into my hungry mouth. And with every yank, my tongue slid underneath his cock... driving him wild. I was in the rhythm... sucking and licking... wanting to make him feel good. “Keep it up, bro...” he moaned, pushing himself up into my hungry mouth. I could tell he was getting close. I gripped him tight with my lips and felt his cock stiffen and pulse... “Fucking gonna cum, bro!” he cried out, falling back on the bench and holding my head between his thighs. His cock exploded with a fountain of creamy white cum and I swallowed his heavy load. Sucking in the last drops and placing my hands on his thighs, I stood and traced the deep cut of his adonis belt with my tongue as I made my way up his hot body... “I think we should start on my workout now,” I smiled, looking down at him and released the remaining droplets of his cum into his open mouth. He groaned... “Yeah... let’s do it.” he smiled, reaching up to grab my tits and squeezing. That’s how we started what would be a daily ritual of workouts for the both of us. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Holding on to the straps of my harness, Doc pulled me in tighter. His cock was now insisting on being let into my cunt. I took a deep breath and followed my training. I bent over slightly and arched... “Fuck me...” In one hard thrust, he punched through my cuntlips and filled me... “Good boy...” he grunted, grabbing my hips and fucking me furiously. I stood there taking his cock, watching him in the mirror. His face staring back at me... “Look at that leathered muscled gear pig... that’s what you’ve become... isn’t it?” “Shit yeh, Doc!” I growled, feeling his cock pounding me. “Goddammit!” He kept the pace up and I could feel the roids flowing through me. I started flexing... “That’s it, boy... show us,” he grunted, slamming his cock into me... “Goddamn musclepig taking cock and loving it.” Mike grunted, taking another hit from the glowing pipe bowl. “Fuck…” I moaned from Doc’s cock slamming completely into me. I saw what I had become... a spun leathered up musclepig taking cock. At that moment, I had become a cunt as he pumped in and out... the room filled with the sound of his thighs slamming against my sweaty asscheeks... “Take it!” Doc roared, his shaft pulsing against the walls of my cunt unloading into me. I stood there watching Doc breathing heavily. Still inside me, he dropped his hands to my waist, pulled down my jock, gripped my smooth sweaty package in his rough hands and held it up for me to see. I tensed up for a second, seeing my limp cock hanging at least an inch longer and my smooth nuts filling Doc’s palm. “SHIT YEH!” I laughed, realixing that just like Mike, I wouldn’t ever need to shave again. Slipping out of me, Doc took a step back. I stood there admiring my body in the mirror... fuck I was huge. I could see the reflection of his dripping cock calling to me and I turned, dropping to my knees... “Fuckin A, Doc!” I groaned, scrambling to take it into my hungry mouth and taste the thick mucus mixed with his cum. “Do you remember why you’re here?” he asked... “Yeh, Doc... I do!” I garbled, feeding on the remnants of the fuck. Eagerly, I licked it clean, showing my devotion to his cock as he motioned to Mike. Mike quickly stepped up, flicking his tongue over Doc’s tit. Doc moaned thrusting his hips against my face as Mike took it into his mouth and started chewing on it, growling like a dog... “Aw fuck, boy... work on it.” I went to work on Doc’s cock, latching on to clean off the last of the remains as Doc flooded my mouth with piss. Quickly swallowing the hot piss, I felt Mike’s hand squeeze my shoulder and I pulled off, allowing him to drop and take the last spurts into his mouth. Doc growled, shaking the last drops on our faces. We heard the door unlock and I heard an unfamiliar voice boom... “Fucking pigs,” growled the man closing the door behind him. Shocked, I stopped at the sight of him. He looked like a slightly younger version of Doc. His left arm was surrounded by a leather armband and a leather Master’s harness framed his pecs... but they were white. His ringed tits stood out from thick growth of black hair sprinkled with slight hint of grey on his pecs trailing down past his abs and into the bulging white leather jockstrap with a solid red cross on the pouch. My eyes moved down his solid thighs to take in his huge calves filling a pair of white leather boots. I couldn’t help myself and I moaned at the sight of them... “Fuck yeh, 10-hole Rangers.” “Ah, Ian, it’s about time...come on in.” Doc smiled and turned to me... “Boy, say hello to my brother Ian. As you can see from his gear, he’s a medical doctor. Since you’re thinking about med school later on, I’ve arranged for you to intern with him." Knowing what Doc meant, I crawled to Doc Ian and kneeled at his booted feet. His blue eyes stared down at me... “Hello, Sir.” “Thanks Con, it’s been a day.” Doc Ian said, sitting down and grabbing a pipe from Doc’s hand. “Hi boy, Conor... uh Doc Murphy’s told me a lot about you.” Doc Ian lit the torch and rolled the pipe between his fingers, never taking his eyes off me. Inhaling deeply, he held it for a few seconds and slowly exhaled, the white cloud slowly flowing over his lips. You’re welcome, boy. Internship starts now...” It took me only a second to realize what he meant... Placing my lips on his boot, he blew a cloud over me, and I breathed it in, moaning at the thought of what it would involve. I started licking the white 10-hole Rangers as I had been trained to do... pausing only to take in the clouds he blew down on me. I kept on, until he lifted each foot, and without questioning, I started to worship the soles of his boots. “Good, boy...” he grunted approvingly, putting his booted foot back on the floor and held the pipe between his thighs... “Go on, boy.” Instantly, I raised myself and wrapped my lips around the still warm stem. I stayed there, waiting as Doc Ian took his time to finally torch the bowl. I slowly inhaled and felt it enter my mouth and fill my lungs. Taking my time exhaling, I held onto Doc’s thick thighs and started moaning... the meth renewing my hunger for cock. “Another, boy...” he ordered. Taking another hit, I felt the meth flowing through my new body. I couldn’t help myself... I mounted his size 12 boot and started humping his leg. “Fucking love this shit!” I groaned, feeling my cuntlips sliding over the white leather toe of his right boot. “Goddamn, boy!” Doc Ian laughed, removing his cod piece and hauling out his cock. Pulling me up, he grabbed my head and placed the tip against my lips... “You know what to do...” I took a breath... his cock invaded my mouth... slowly at first... until he reached the back of my throat. Holding it there, against my tonsils, he looked down to see what I would do. Once he felt me opening up, he nodded and pushed on, expanding my throat as his widening cock slid down. With his hands tightly gripping my head, he continued pushing into my throat until his entire cock had disappeared. I could feel his pubes tickling my lips as the musky scent of a long day filled my nostrils. “I’m going to teach you so much.” he growled, pulling out until only the head was resting on my tongue. Looking up, I started teasing the underside of the cockhead with my tongue, going for the precum oozing out of his piss slit. “Yeah, that’s it boy,” he said, firmly gripping my head in his hands. “But what I want is to feel that cunt wrapped around my cock.” Without another word, he lifted me up and led me to the sight of Doc pulling Mike by his harness and fucking him in the sling. I couldn’t help but stare at Mike hanging in the air, his pale skin contrasting against the blackness of the well-worn leather. I stood there watching Mike taking cock... Suddenly, I felt Doc Ian’s fingers flicking my tits. I moaned. Leaning back into him, I could feel his cock pushing up against my back. His hands traveled across my abs and grabbed hold of my junk... “Has Con, told you about my specialty?” he said, his tongue wriggling against my ear. “Nooo,” I moaned, his cock sliding between my asscheeks. “I specialize in transforming bodies.” he growled, squeezing my limp dick and spreading his legs. I slid my arms back and grabbed hold of his hips, feeling the heat of his flesh. I pulled him in against me. I moaned, closing my eyes and imagining the possibilities... “Oh Fuck!” “Just imagine what else I could do with this, Con.” he chuckled, fondling my junk as Doc looked up. “Back off, Ian. He’s perfect as is.” Doc scowled, plunging his cock to the hilt in Mike. “Ok, big brother,” he laughed, his leaking cock sliding down my asscrack. A bigger wave of hunger came over me... My cunt started throbbing, wanting to be filled. Opening my eyes, I saw Doc ramming into Mike and felt his brother’s cock was closing in on my cunt... “OH FUUUCK!!!” Keeping my eyes on Doc and Mike, I leaned back into Doc Ian’s pecs, feeling his mouth chewing on my earlobe. Pushing my legs apart, he bent me over and pushed his solid cock into me. “YEH!” I moaned, feeling the heat from his cock stretching my cunt lips and scraping past my prostate. He kept on, slowly entering me... almost as if he was hesitating. Moaning, I begged him to fill me... “Do it! Fucking fill me! Sir!” I kept moaning as he increased the pace until I felt his heavy sac against my asscheeks. Instinctively, my cunt gripped and held it tight. “Fuck, big brother... you picked me a good one.” Doc Ian chuckled, holding tightly onto my hips. We stood there, watching the wild fuck happening on the sling. Moving his hands to my tits and pinching, Doc Ian started to calmly fuck me, pulling slightly out before filling me up again. “Keep watching, boy.” he ordered, taking his time fucking me with long slow strokes. Obeying, I surrendered to his cock, feeling every vein and ridge of it. The room filled with the sounds of fucking and groaning from the four of us. The smell of sweat and musk mixed with the scattered meth clouds filled my nostrils with every deep breath I took. Before long, Doc slowed his fucking to a stop... leaning in with his cock still inside Mike, he whispered into his ear. Nodding, Mike groaned, acknowledging what had just been revealed. Lifting his head, he moved in and flicked his tongue against Doc’s lips before laying back and releasing the cock inside him. “That’s my boy,” Doc Murphy chuckled, playfully slapping Mike’s sweaty abs. Releasing the restraints, he took hold of Mike and easily picked him up and carried him to the leather chair. “Here you go, son.” he chuckled, kissing him on the forehead, and handed him a freshly packed pipe and torch. “Thanks, Dad.” Mike moaned without a second thought, lighting the torch and inhaling deeply, I froze. Did I just hear right? Dad? Feeling the tightness around his cock loosen, Doc Ian wrapped his arms around my waist and explained as he held my smooth sweaty junk and stroked it. “That’s right, boy. Mike is Con’s son... my nephew. Con only found out about him when his mom died and his stepdad tossed him out of the house.” “Fuck!” I exhaled, remembering all the times Mike and I took Doc’s cock. “Mike found out about him and went looking. He showed up at his practice one day and confronted Con. It was during that confrontation that Con did his magic. Well, you know...” he chuckled, squeezing my sac. “Looks like he finally released that memory.” “Yep, baby brother. I finally did it. Thanks to this one here.” Doc smiled, motioning to me. “Let’s show him our appreciation.” “Shit yeah, big brother.” Doc Ian growled, pulling out and leaving me empty. Taking me in his strong arms, he carried me to the sling and carefully dropped me on the sweat covered leather hide. Doc Ian then stood back, watching Doc secure me to the chains, legs spread wide, stroking his cock with one hand while tugging on his tits. Finally secured, Doc stood at the foot of the sling between my open legs and looked at his brother... “Let’s do this...” he snarled, slamming his cock to the root in one thrust. Feeling his familiar cock inside me again, waves of lust rushed through my body as he started fucking me hard. I was concentrating on the pounding until I looked up and saw Doc Ian behind his brother. Placing his hands on Doc’s shoulders, he crouched and slid his leaking cockhead against my taint. “Are you ready, big brother?” Doc Ian asked, his cock sliding against his brother’s shaft and teasing it. “Always did fucking love that cock of yours...” “OH FUCK!” I hissed, feeling Doc Ian’s cock pushing past my puffed out cuntlips. “Yeah, baby brother... you might just get to feel it tonight. Always did love fucking you.” Doc grunted, feeling his brother’s cockhead gliding over his shaft. In the back of my mind, I knew my training had prepared me for this... I relaxed, opening myself up further. “SHIT!” I cried out, experiencing the fullness of two cocks stretching me out for the first time. Seeing my reaction, Doc Ian started pressing further along his brother’s shaft and deeper into me until his cock was in as much as it was going to be. “Fuck Docs, love it!” I moaned, feeling their shafts pressed against each other inside me. That’s when it got going, they started to pull back simultaneously and push forward, causing the sling to sway. I knew what I wanted... I started bucking, increasing my movements to fuck myself on the pair of cocks, moaning loudly over and over. Every nerve in my cunt screamed at the pounding. Suddenly, I saw Doc Ian whispering in his brother’s ear. “Goddamn, yes!” Doc growled, pulling his slimy cock out of me and moving behind his brother. Still in me, Doc Ian slowed his fucking. His body tensed and he took a deep breath... Without another word between them, Doc shoved himself into his brother. “Fuck yeah, big brother... so good.” Doc Ian shuddered, feeling his brother’s cock stretching him out. “Fuck me, Con...” Doc obliged... Pulling on Doc Ian’s harness, he buried his cock with each thrust. Doc Ian gasped at the roughness of the fuck. “You like that, Ian?” Doc growled. “Oh, fuck yeah! Goddamn needed it!” Both the Docs looked up at me, their eyes full of lust. Doc’s sweaty body heaved against his brother’s back as Doc Ian’s wet cock disappeared into my hungry cunt before being pulled out and quickly driven in again. Catching Doc’s eyes, I saw the animal lust enhanced by the meth flowing through our bodies. Sensing he was close, Doc pushed his brother down, forcing him onto my abs and pounded his brother. “Fuck, little brother, gonna fill you up with my cum” he hissed... “Get ready.” Nodding, Doc Ian rapidly started fucking me with shortened thrusts. A few seconds later, he started to shake... “Fucking cumming!” he screamed out... “Do it, Con... fill me up!” That did it! Doc’s eyes instantly rolled back, his hips spasming forward and drove his cock deeper into his brother... “Fuck!” he grunted, shooting his load into his little brother’s well used hole. The sight was too much for me and my cunt started to pulse... “Shit! Yeh!” I moaned, feeling the walls of my cunt wrapping tightly around Doc Ian’s cock. We stayed like that, trembling from the simultaneous orgasm. The first to make a move was Doc... “Shit...” Doc moaned, pulling out his dripping cock. Next was Doc Ian... Pulling out of me, he walked over to his brother and stood there shaking from the intense orgasm. Seconds later, Doc smiled and moved in and wrapped his arm around his waist... “Fuck, that was good, little brother. It’s been a while since I had that cunt of yours.” “Damn, Con... I know what you did back then when you came home that first spring break from college.” Doc Ian sighed, unashamedly... “It’ll always be a cunt for you.” “Always...” Doc smiled, fingering his little brother’s leaking cunt. Pressing his lips against Doc Ian’s, he pulled their sweaty bodies together and they started devouring each other... tongues dueling in between biting and nipping at each other’s lips. Not being able to control himself, Doc Ian fell to his knees in a weakened state and took his brother’s cock into his mouth to taste his own juices. To the side, I saw Mike growing in agitation from what was going on... “Fuck, dad...” Mike moaned, rushing to join his uncle sucking on his dad’s cock. I layed there, hanging in the sling, watching the familial scene in front of me. Finally remembering me, Doc Ian smiled, stood and walked over to me. Admiring my sweaty body, he started tracing the ridges of my abs. “He’s right. You’re perfect. My formula was all you needed.” Unchaining my restraints, he lifted me, placed me next to Mike on the floor and stood next to his brother. Taking charge, Mike quickly slipped his hand on the back of my neck and pulled me onto his uncle’s cock. “Go on, Sam...” Mike encouraged, “Suck my uncle’s cock while I service my dad." Hearing him call Doc “dad,” I went wild. I took the cock quickly in and started hungrily sucking... “Holy fuck!” Mike groaned, seeing me going to town. Staying on Doc Ian’s cock, I grabbed Mike by the shoulder and pushed him towards his dad. Eagerly, he leaned forward, closing his lip around his dad’s cock to taste his Uncle Ian’s juices on it. Doc stood there, not saying a word, enjoying his son bathing his hard cock with spit. Once completely wet, Mike pulled back to the tip and wrapped his lips around it as it disappeared into his hungry mouth, down into the back of his throat. “Fuck, Son!” Doc gasped, feeling his cock surrounded by his son’s throat muscles. Mike stayed there... his dad’s cock down his throat until he tightened his lips around Doc’s shaft... he pulled backwards, moving his lips along the shaft until all that remained in his mouth was the leaking cockhead. “Suck my cock, son!” Doc groaned as Mike’s mouth sank back down his shaft, burying his face in the musky pubes while Doc Ian started plunging the full length of his cock up and down my throat. Doc Ian’s groans only increased my desire for his cock... I wanted to feel his cock exploding in my throat, flooding my stomach. I needed it. I kept on... repeatedly milking the thickening shaft with my throat muscles. “SHIT! Fuck, boy... I’m gonna nut...” he growled, gripping my shoulders to steady himself as the pulsing shaft released a torrent of cum down my throat. Continuing to drain Doc Ian’s cock with my mouth, I pulled off as the last drops hit my tongue. I turned to Mike, watching him worshipping Doc’s cock. “Yeh, fucker...” I groaned, watching Mike dragging his lips back and forth on the shaft. Mike was sucking on Doc from the tip to the root of his shaft, making his dad moan. I could see the tension building in Mike. Suddenly, Mike’s hand gripped my face and slipped two of his fingers in my mouth. Moaning, I started sucking until they were covered in my spit. Mike released Doc and fell back onto the floor and spread his legs... “Fuck me, dad,” he begged, ramming his wet fingers into his cunt. Smiling, Doc went down to his knees and slowly sank into Mike. “Oh fuck, dad!” Mike groaned, feeling Doc’s cock stretching him wide and start fucking. Doc kept on, banging Mike’s hips into the floor as Mike wrapped his muscled thighs around Doc’s waist. Doc Ian and I stayed silent, watching them rutting like wild animals before Doc stopped and held his cock firmly in Mike. “Shit, son... Taaake it!” Doc growled, bucking and flooding Mike’s cunt before falling on top of him, panting hard to catch his breath. Like a good boy, Mike layed there milking it and taking every drop of his dad’s load. A couple of minutes later, Doc pulled out and sat back, holding his slimy cock. “Fuck, daaad!” MIke moaned, taking it into his hungry mouth. Looking lovingly down at Mike, Doc caressed his boy’s cheeks and grunted... releasing a stream of piss. Mike latched on and swallowed... “Give you an idea?” Doc Ian smirked, grabbing my head and rubbing his cock along my lips. “Yes, Sir!” I took it in, just in time to feel the beginning spurts escaping from his piss slit along my tongue. I don’t know how, but I swallowed the entire amount that filled his bladder. Finally tasting the last drop, I released Doc Ian’s cock and leaned into his thighs. “You did well, boy.” Doc Ian said, “I can see why my brother chose you.” “Thanks, Sir.” I replied, looking up and taking his sweaty sac into my mouth. Laughing, Doc Ian patted my cheeks and called to his brother. “Con,” he chuckled, “I need to talk to you, in private.” “Alright, my office...” Doc said, kissing the top of Mike’s head. Opening the door to let Doc Ian pass, he turned to us and smiled. Mike and I turned to each other and grinned. I crawled to Mike and kissed him passionately as he pushed me back on my elbows and started to study me. “Fuck, Sam... you’re fucking beautiful, bro.” “Yeh?” I smiled, spreading my legs... “This is all thanks to you.” “Yup... and a few cycles of my uncle’s special formula. No shrinkage.” he chuckled, crawling between my legs and taking hold of my sac. “Definitely no shrinkage...” he moaned, slurping my limp cock into his mouth and rolling it over his tongue. “Ah fuck, bro!” I moaned, suddenly needing to piss. I didn’t hesitate... I knew Mike wanted it and let out my potent chem piss. Grabbing my hips, he pulled himself down on me until I could feel his soft lips on the smooth skin of my crotch. “Shit, Mike!” I sighed, holding his head in my hands... “I fucking love you.” Hearing this, he grabbed hold of my thighs and squeezed until the last of my piss was in his stomach. He pushed himself up to face me and let out a large burp... “I love you too. Sam. But...” he laughed, hesitating a minute before going on... “Does knowing Doc is my dad weird you out?” “Shit, bro!” I laughed, kissing him... “Fuck no! It’s kinda hot knowing I’ve been fucked by the Murphy clan.” “Good,” he sighed, moving down and lapping at my dripping cunt as another layer was revealed.

Took 7 loads. I swallowed 3 and 4 up the ass. And I think I gave 8. This weekend is certain to up both numbers.

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Since I was very young I've been into nylon sports gear. I first learned how to get off when I was wearing a pair of nylon k-way shorts that felt so soft and smooth against my skin. I just kept rubbing myself until I had my first (very confusing) orgasm. I've been into sporty nylon clothes ever since -and other guys who are, too.

You may be tired of Biden but that doesn't make him unfit for office. No only has he shown great judgment but he has assembled a top notch very young and very professional team. I am proud of my vote for him in 2020, although the only reason I did that was because he wasn't Trump. This time I am happy to for Biden.

West Michigan—July, 2023 It was the 4th of July. I still had almost two weeks before I began a rather short work contract. I wanted my balls to be as empty as possible, so I could concentrate on the project at hand. I did my morning check of the few hook-up sites I still use occasionally. On the most vanilla site was a picture of a beautiful young ass. I clicked the profile. He was fairly local—and not in some Balkan country looking for a ‘pen pal.’ And he was online at the moment. We chatted. He loved the sound of the playroom but he had to be on call today for his job—meaning he had to stay at home. Would I consider coming to him? He thought that if we met later in the day, there would be little chance he would be needed at work. Now, it has been ages since I went to an unknown man’s house for sex. Men want the playroom or I visit long time fuck buds or I want to meet them at a venue where sex happens. But for whatever reason I agreed. Later that day, I checked in with him--about an hour before I was due there. He replied his work phone had been silent. He gave me the address and I left home. It felt very odd. I had a flash back to 20 years ago, when I did this regularly. I never really liked not knowing where I was going—or exactly what I would find when I got there. I found his street easily. But there was no house number that matched. Then I realized it was an apartment complex, set way back from the road. There were many buildings, each with its own number—and I finally found his. I looked at his text, he had not sent an apartment number. I went up the steps to see if his first name, for of course I didn’t know a surname, was on a mailbox. The lobby door was locked. I sent him a text, telling him where I was. He answered he’d be right there. Then I got a “where are you?” text. He had gone to another entrance. I said I’d stay where I was—and he found me a few minutes later. Jaylen likely goes to the local university or is just out of it. He is white and just under six feet tall, which helps him carry some extra pounds. His hair is long. Really long. He seems to like the idea of giving his ass to a daddy. His face lights up when he sees me. It has been even longer since I have been in someone’s first apartment. It is furnished with just what you can afford at that age. I can’t tell if there is a roommate, but I think so, as there seems to be another bed room—and too many towels for one person in the bathroom. His bed is ready for play, the spread turned down and lots of extra pillows for potential support… “Do you like getting head,” he asks, his eyes not on me but on the bed. “Sure.” I start to strip. So does he. Once naked, he asks me to sit on the bed. He tosses a pillow to the floor and kneels on it. After the drive and the confusion of where to go, my cock is still soft. His tongue soon makes me forget all that, and I’m soon ready to go. “Let me eat your ass. That will make me really hard…” He clambers up and gets on all fours. I pull apart his ample ass cheeks. My tongue finds his hole. He groans—and my cock begins to drool. I lick and spit. Jaylen is tight. Finally, I pull back from his now wet hole and say “You want me in you? Raw?” I want the words spoken. “Yes,” he groans. “I’m on PrEP.” “Good boy.” I lick his slightly open hole. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” Jaylen rolls away from me. “I have a request…” “Sure…” “Can I sit on you? I think I need to. To open myself. It’s been a long time since I’ve been fucked.” I lie down. Jaylen lubes my dick with a thick lubricant. Facing me, he positions his legs by my hips and slowly sinks down on the head of my cock. He takes it—and stops. He pulls off me and does it again. I think a little more goes in—I can’t quite tell. And again. This time he has half of me in his super tight hole. He doesn’t pull off, he just waits for a moment, before taking all my inches. He grinds himself down on my pubes. Jaylen is panting. “Feels so good…” he murmurs. He squeezes his ass around my cock. Damn, this guy is tight. He begins a slow up and down movement. I love the look on his face: his eyes closed in concentration and look of bliss each time he takes the full length. He increases the speed of his bounce. I begin thrusting up to meet him. He groans and I tell him I like how me takes my dick. Finally, his legs tire. He pulls off me and rolls onto the bed. “On your knees; ass by the edge of the bed.” Me moves into place, a pillow under him. I surprise him by tasting his ass again. “Nobody does that…” he murmurs. I am ready to really plow him. I stand up and slide in. I pump, slow and steady at first, building fast. I see his hand going to his own cock. He jerks as I fuck. I feel his ass tighten down again. This time I think it’s involuntary. I think he’s going to shoot. “Stop! Please…” I do. “If I cum I’ll have to stop.” “Do you want to shoot?” “I…I don’t know if my ass can take much more.” I am not surprised. But he has taken a good ass stretching. He flips over onto his back. The pillow is now under his ass to get him to the right height with my long legs. His cock is now very hard and an angry red. I am not very close to shooting. I eat his well fucked hole once more. That helps. I slip inside him. He locks eyes with me and begins to stroke. In moments I see his dick swell. His ass tightens down. And, surprise, that tightness does it for me. I shoot into his butt with a vocal roar. He splatters his chest with his own load, as I marinate in all my cum… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "You Want Me in You? Raw?" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) July 30, 2023

Great point!! Conspiracy theories never hold well.

help me with the math here: so big pharma had the technology and knowledge to create a new deadly virus in order to make money off the remedy. but they had no remedy, no product for sale ready to go. so they just went ahead and unleashed a virus on the public and only then began throwing $$$$ at scientists in order to invent a remedy, which took years and years and countless $$$ not to mention the initial investment in order to engineer the virus. and they willing spent a decade herroraging $$ in faith that the eventual remedy would make them profits beyond recouping expense? are they drug addicts? because that doesn't sound like logical business investing to me. it's literally chaos. and just exactly how evil does one have to be to be ok with mass death over time just for potential profit?

Husband was working; HAWT 30-something gym-rat cruised me in the gym locker room when I was arriving and he was finished. He’s completely naked and not so hung-looking but fit as fuck and he’s holding a filthy jockstrap practically dripping sweat and maybe never washed. He complimented me being hung as fuck, said he’s totally into lean-muscle daddies, and got hard and turned out he was a shower; then my hopes soared more when he said he was looking for a hole and couldn’t take my big dick anyway. lol Turns out he was in town for a job interview that afternoon and said he needed to dump a load or two “for good luck.” His hotel was walking distance; nice place I’d never been in. He’d put on his stinking jockstrap “to contain the bone”, his sweaty shorts, and sneakers; he did the walk shirtless in the heat of the sun. He stunk of sweat and was pumped as fuck; few minutes in that room and it reeked of two men going at it. And he did go at it. Wanted to “practice his BJ game” and I didn’t stop him … ‘til I was so close to busting that I pushed him off and took my turn on his bigger-than-average uncut rod and sweaty balls and hole. He doesn’t shave just a neat man-scape around his crotch so it was especially delicious. Rimmed him until he couldn’t take more and savored every drop of his sweat and breath of his scent. Finally he said if I didn’t have such a big dick he’d beg me to fuck him; but since I do it was his turn. He asked if I wanted a condom, we had the test/PrEP convo very hurriedly, he asked if I wanted lube, and I told him he knows how to spit and has plenty of pre to back that up. Turned out he wasn’t very artful about fucking; more caveman than Casanova. lol He slammed in balls-deep and made me scream for real; he said “yeah man!, shoved his rank jock into my mouth, and started slamming my hole. This fucker went to town like he was driving me to Atlantic City! He was verbal fucker and kept saying demeaning things; “you effing love your cunt stuffed you daddy whore” and stupid stuff that distracted me. His verbal game was like his fucking; no skill just force and determination. About nine minutes and he says if I want to cum now’s the time. We’d been doggy at that point for a while and though he was hitting right the verbal nonsense was keeping me from the edge. I pulled off and went on my back again and held my ankles. Told him if he wanted my load to take it. His verbal game may be lame but that fucker was back pounding me and used my flowing pre and stroked me like it was choreographed. Another few minutes and even that stupid talk couldn’t stop me; told him I was about to nut and he fucked me even harder and faster and nearly ripped my hard-on off pulling my load out. He shoved the jockstrap back in my mouth as I amped my shouts when I was exploding and then he sounded like a wild animal in pain as he blew what felt like a bucket of cum up my hole. My cum was literally splashed from my hair to my groin and had my hairy body soaked with cum over the sweat I’d worked-up. He flops off me yanking his dick out at an angle which made me yelp again. “Yeah I fucked daddy good and that dad-hole won’t forget it didn’t I” he says panting. I’d let my legs flop down but pulled them back and told him to get down there and see for himself. He was kinda mind-blown but then grinned and did. The I told him to suck his cum out of my hole. He balked again but I said, “Be a fucking MAN! Just do it!” and he ate me until I was hard again. Then he blew me for fucking ever until I finally told him to work my fuckin’ nuts if he wanted another load. He did and did ‘em good and I finally erupted again. He grunted like he was cumming and took every drop aggressively licking me until I finally kicked him off and literally made him fly off the end of the bed. “Damn daddy!” he said and crawled back up and laid back next to me with his dick hard again and sticking up toward the ceiling fan. I reached over and stroked it and asked him what time his interview was; he had hours. So I climbed aboard and rode that thing until he was driving up into me and sweating and grunting again. I reached back and took a grip on his balls which startled him and told him maybe I needed to squeeze the second load out of him. He went fucking wild and threw me on my side with my left ankle in the crook of his neck and I grabbed hold of those balls again and he fucked me like a frenzied Neanderthal. When he started to cum I squeezed those tanks hard (had kept a grip so they couldn’t pull up) and made him yowl like a werewolf. I scrabbled around and got the jockstrap and shoved it in his mouth as he yowled and pumped out. That time he just collapsed on me with that jockstrap still in his teeth by my head. I got my leg free and laid back and we just panted for a while. I finally got up and he told me he was flying out after the interview or he’d tackle my big dick fucking him; he threw me some big-time compliments as I dressed too. He was laying there looking like a fucked-out Muscle & Fitness model and I took out my phone to check messages. He asked if I was going to take a pic of him, I asked if he was cool with it, and he said I didn’t look like the kinda man who’s gonna “dox” him. (I had to look that up on the walk back to the gym.) Then he threw me the filthy jock and asked why didn’t I wear it back to the gym or home or whatever. He also asked if he could see the pics and then asked if I wanted him to put his number in my phone. My dick stirred about wearing the jock and gave me trouble getting it on but I did finally get myself in. On the walk back to the gym I looked and for the first time knew his name: Griffin. I texted him and told him mine and said if he was as big a slut as he seemed he should go to his interview without brushing his teeth and if he was a bigger slut than even I realized he should go without showering. We bantered some about it might get him the job depending on who he was interviewed by. When I got to the gym I decided to go ahead with my workout and FUCKING KILLED IT! Then I texted my husband a locker room mirror selfie in the filthy jockstrap. He texted back: "Be wearing that when I get home. You can tell me about how you got it while I ball your brains out. He was as good as his word. After when it was us laying there fucked-out we sent Griffin a selfie all sweaty and naked. He texted back a pic of his khakis with his hard-on in the airplane seat and said he was going to the restroom to jack. We told him we hope he gets the job..

When they got back from their honeymoon Nick got sick and Tex had taken care of him like any good Daddy would. He had run a fever, been stuffed up and had no appetite but Tex had made him eat, mostly soup to be sure but it was more than he would have eaten if Daddy had not threatened to take his temperature anally if he didn't eat something Tex actually made great chicken soup and he spoon fed Nick in bed "Here comes the airplane! Open up the hanger!" Tex said as Nick shot daggers at him with his eyes but he did open his mouth and eat the sup He also put the vapor rub on his chest and when chills set in he held him, and kept him as warm as he could It lasted three days and Tex worried over him the entire time “I’m going to start calling you mommy if you don’t chill out Tex” Nick said the second day when Tex approached with the chest rub jar for the third time “Not even a koala bear could take this much eucalyptus! Get that stuff away from me” he grumped Nick was always surly when he was sick but Tex took it all in stride Nick got the rub apple anyway even though he glared at Tex the entire time, Iy didn't help that Tex had twisted his nipples with vapor rub covered finger just to make his point Nick woke up on the 4th day and felt much better, Tex was sound asleep “Poor guy ran himself ragged taking care of me” Nick thought His own “dad” had been one of those “you should suffer in silence" types who thought admitting weakness or needing help was for wimps when someone else was sick but let him feel bad and he turned into the biggest baby in the world Not for the first time Nick wondered what it might have been like to grow up with Tex raising him He let the exhauster Tex sleep and went to survey the rest of the apartment.. Except for the dishwasher needing to be unloaded the place was spotless “Tex is incredible” Nick thought He quietly went through the bedroom into the bath and soaked out the last of his aches in a long hot bath. Tex was still out cold when he came out Nick quietly straightened up the bedroom. He was tempted to throw away that damn vapor rub jar but just put it back in the medicine cabinet instead He realized he was actually hungry and called down to the restaurant on the corner. He ordered himself a relatively bland ham and swiss on white. He ordered Tex his favorite, “Volcano hear” buffalo wings and onion rings. The order was delivered in less than half an hour, Nick opened the buffalo wing container, moved it close to Tex’s face and let the steam and aroma drift to his nose Tex woke up immediately. He sat up, grabbed a wing and took a bite happily “I’m not sure about any food that works like smelling salts” Nick laughed “You got to eat them while they are hot1” Tex said biting into an onion ring hungrily Nick ate his sandwich slowly, giving his stomach time to readjust to solid foods Tex finished his food quickly and looked slightly disappointed Nick laughed and pointed to a bag on the floor next to the bed containing a second order of wings and rings Tex snatched up up and held it to him saying “My precious” in a fairly good imitation though Nick knew he had not voiced that character “I take it you are feeling better” Tex said as he finished his last wing “Much, thank you for putting up with me, I make a lousy patient” Nick said Yex shrugged “All part of being your Daddy and you were so cute trying to kill me with your eyes as I fed you. You were actually pouting between bites” he said heading into the bathroom. Nick heard him relieve himself and then the shower started. Nick clean up the mess from lunch as he waited Ten minute later a squeaky clean Tex emerged ,wrapped in a towel. Nick could admit his father was a good looking man. At 51 he looked 35 tops, Nick sat on the edge of the bed and said “Come her Daddy” When Tex approached Nick unwrapped the towel and nuzzled the nuts that had produced him rolling the large low hangers with his tongue before taking the head of Daddy’s cock in his mouth. He used every trick Tex had taught him so far and manages to keep him on the edge for quite a while before Tex filled his mouth with cum Tex was surprised when Nick pulled him onto the bed and started kissing him, sharing his own cum with him. The made out for a while and then cuddled together “Where did you learn about snowballing?” Tex asked “I saw it online and thought you might like it” Nick said as he lay in Tex’s arms Tex was again impressed and grateful, This straight boy he loved was experimenting to make their sex life better. Talk about getting lemons and making lemonade. Nick surprised him over and over To show how much he appreciated his Son, Tex gave him his best blowjob yet That afternoon they hung out by the pool and talked about unimportant things. They had a light dinner and went to bed early, Both slept soundly and woke refreshed The next day Tex had two appointments one with a movie producer who wanted to cast him to voicei a “villain” role. They were meeting at the restaurant on the corner The other was with his doctor whose office was just 4 blocks away. Everyone Tex knew went to Dr. Lars or his new husband/partner Dr. Cole. Tex dressed in one of the new suits Nick had bought him, the black one and headed out When Tex left Nick finally got to the packages that had been stacked in the foyer since their return from Mouse Town. The clothes fit perfectly and the other items were just right The meeting with the producer went well and Tex noted that his suit was of a higher quality than the one the man man interviewing him wore despite the man Beijing a world class producer. That was a first for Tex At the doctor’s office he was told he was in good over all health. His cholesterol was a little high, He could actually put on five pounds or so to reach his optimum weight but it wasn’t really a concern. His HIV test had come back “inconclusive” and needed to be redone. “There must have been a problem at the lab” Dr. Cole told him As the elevator doors opened he heard Nick call “I’m in here Daddy” from the living room Tex walked in and paused taking everything in at once Nick stood with his head hung low. He was wearing a white button up shirt and knee length grey wool shorts. Over the shirt he wore a blue blazer with a DBL School logo embordered on the pocket and on top of his head was a matching blue cap. In his hand he held a large stiff folded paper that read “Report card” on the side Tex could see There was also a leather armchair with an end table set next to it. Om the table was a leather paddle “Oh my god! This is a full role play scene!” he though It was one he had marked as “Favorite” on the kink website “How was your day Son?” Tex said deepening his voice and falling into his role, His cock was already getting hard “I got my report card Daddy” Nick said sounding a bit apprehensive as he held it out Tex took it “Lets take a look” he said as he opened it He almost laughed. Inside every subject had a large red F next to it “This won’t do Son. I am very disappointed in you, I pay a lot to send you to this school and you are not even trying” he said sternly, crossing to the chair, folding his suit jacked neatly over the back of it and sitting “I will do better Daddy! I promise!” Nick said sounding desperate now “Not good enough Son, You have said that before. Come here.” he said pointing to a spot next to the chair Nick walked over slowly… Like a reluctant school boy… and it was absolutely perfect… the scared look… the pouting lip… the way he dragged his feet… all just right Tex’s cock was at full attention now Tex picked up the wicked looking paddle and commanded “Drop your shorts and get over my knee Son. It’s time for some discipline in this house” in his deep “Dom” voice “I think ten swats will do to remind you to try harder next time! Count them off out loud for Daddy and be sure to thank me at the end. I’m doing this for your own good after all” “Yes Daddy” Nick sniffled as he undid his belt, dropped the shorts to the floor and bent over Tex’s knees. He was wearing a jockstrap underneath and it made his ass look even rounder and more ready for a spanking Tex ran his hand over that beautiful ass admiring it’s curve and firm feel He tapped it with the paddle a couple times then giving a hard firm swat “Holly shit!” Nick explained but he didn’t pull away “Language Son!” Tex snapped “That will be five more swats because of that dirty mouth of yours!” “Sorry Daddy!” Nick said contritely the he tentatively said “One?” “That’s better Son, Keep counting” Tex said rubbing that ass with the paddle “Two, three, four and five” were said in only a slightly elevated voice “Six, seven, eight, nine and ten” each got louder “Eleven, twelve and thirteen” were almost yelled and “Fourteen, and fifteen” hissed between clenched teeth. Nick was shaking and sobbing a little by the end nut he managed a “Thank you Daddy” after a moment Tex could not take it any more. He stood and roughly pushed Nck over the seat of the chair, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulled out his rock hard cock, knelt behind his Son and rammed in balls deep in one brutal thrust Nick’s ass was pre-lubed and ready “Smart boy” Tex thought as he pounded mercilessly Nick had thought the paddling was bad but he saw stars when his father rammed 11 inches of rock hard cock into him. Oddly, the pain made his own cock rock hard though “Fuuuukkk Daddy! Fuck me! Breed your Son! I will do better! I promise! Cun in me Daddy!” Nick gasped pushing back his ass like a slut That did it for Tex, hearing his straight Son begging Daddy to breed him sent him over the edge. He blasted Nick full of cum that may be infecting him with HIV right now, He groaned at the thought as his nuts emptied into the boy’s guts Mick was lost in a world of pain and pleasure crashing and merging. This was not a man breeding him this was his own father, unknowingly but incestuously breeding his own flesh and blood. That sent him over the edge and he shot all over the chair Tex pulled him off the chair and they lay on the soft rug kissing. Someone ha left a stack of pillows nearby and they used them to make things more comfortable They kissed until their heartbeats calmed down, then Nick snuggled into Tex’s chest Tex reached down and lightly slapped Nicks still rosy ass “That will teach you: he said and they both cracked up “You are incredible Son” Tex said holding him tight “I don’t know what I did to deserve you but I am the luckiest Daddy in the world. I love you Nick, so much” “I love you tight back Daddy” Nick said Nick could still light feel that paddling three days later but that just made him smile. Was his life exactly what he wanted it to be? He honestly could not answer that question anymore with a no but he couldn’t say yes either. It was not what he would have chosen but would that have been better? Who knows? He did know it could have turned into something a hell of a lot worse. Half of all marriages ended in divorce after all. “Given the choice would I trade the certainly I have with Tex for a maybe with a woman?” he though “I might have at first but no, I would not give up Tex for anything now, I love him to much” It was not transitional love but traditional love had a fairly bad track record. Nick would keep his Tex, His Daddy. His Father, in his bed He never verbally expressed these thoughts to Tex but he showed him in every way he could and Tex figured it all out A month later back at the doctor's office his HIV test came back Poz. Two months after that Nick got the same results, They had a little celebration because it was else something they shared, Zeke had told them about the Angel Strain of HIV and Dr. Cole backed him up. They both had that strain as it had come directly from Zeke himself As time went by they got closer and closer. They explored many different kinks and roleplays, finding many the could enjoy together On their one year anniversary Nick brought up something new that once again blew Tex's mind They had gone out for an expensive dinner and Tex had paid. The first 1/15th he had gotten a year ago was his to keep and it put him on equal financial footing with Nick. It had never been an issue but deep inside Tex felt more secure “I want to talk to you about something Daddy” Nick said as they lay in bed that night. They were sitting up, propped against the headboard with Nick between Tex’s legs leaning back into him “You know I have no desire to let any man other than you fuck me or to suck any other man but you” he went on “I know, That’s a hard limit for you I would never think about pushing” Tex said. Truth be told Tex did not want his Son used by any other man, Nick’s ass and mouth were his and his alone. His mother had always told him his kindergarten teacher had rated him a failure when it came to “shares his toys well with others” “Daddy, how would you feel about us fucking neg boys together?” Nick asked “I love the idea of spreading the virus you gave me” You could have heard a pin drop for a moment as Tex’s mind grappled with that Nick leaned to the side and looked back at his silent Daddy, then he put a hand under Tex’s chin and pushed his mouth closed When Tex could speak again he asked “You want to share bottoms with me?” breathlessly. This was too much to believe. Too good to be true “With certain rules” Nick said firmly, He had thought this out: One - Only together Two - Both have to agree on the bottom Three - Never more than once with the same bottom Four - Never in their home Five - No friend or acquaintances . No one they would see regularly afterwards “The rest is negotiable” Nick finished “Basically I want to knock up strangers with you but I’m not willing to share my Daddy with any man more than once. I don’t share my toys with others well either but I have a strong desire to spread our gift. Preferably without them knowing we are infecting them” “Oh my god Nick I love you! when did you get so evilly twisted? Stealthing strangers? I love it! Your rules are perfect and I agree with them 100% Daddy’s boy is growing up and I am so proud!: That night for the first time ever Tex told his Son to breed him it was maybe the 3rd time Tex had bottomed in his life and Nick knew it He lubed up and very gently eased in. His cock was literally 4 inches shorter than Tex’s but seven inches still could hurt. He did his best to make love to this man who meant everything to him. He touched and caressed him in all the same spots he loved Tex to touch him and found that Tex responded in the same ways he did Tex was on his back and stroking, his head thrown back and his eyes closed Nick made it last as long as he could, He slid in and out pounding just the right spot “I’m about to incestuously breed my own father for the first time" Nick thought and he groaned low in his throat. He picked up the picked dripping sweat and finally hilted deep in Tex's hole and shot ropes of sticky cum to paint those silky inner walls Nick’s low growling “Take my cum Daddy!" sent Tex over the edge and he came all over both of them. His beloved straight Son leaned down to lick as much cum off his Daddy as he could then they kissed, sharing it The next day as they sat 9n bed again, Nick explained some things he had already done and what he wanted to do now What was already done came from an idea he had gotten from Zeke. An apartment in his building had come available, Rather than leasing it out again Nick had furnished it to look lived in, even putting photos of Tex and himself around the place, It was close enough to easily use it as a hookup spot while hiding their true residence What he wanted to do was create profiles on various gay hookup sites, They snapped some photos from the neck down and a face shot as well as their cocks from different angles, hard and soft. They made profiles as a couple on several sites stressing that it was both or neither On every site they listed their HIV stays as “Neg” They didn’t have to wait long for the messages to start rolling in One message came in in a slightly different way though They faintly heard someone yell “Hey! Hey you two evil, stealthy fuckers!” They looked out the open balcony doors Red had opened the window and was holding up his phone. He pointed to it then he gave them a thumbs up and yelled “Go get them! Breed them all!” **************************************************************************************** Abd a straight boy stealther is born! Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Okay, after the guy I picked up on Grindr fucked me and pumped his load in balls deep I put a plug in and started doing chores around the house. I felt so slutty with my ass full of cum and the butt plug in. The plan was to wait till after 5 and hit the ABS and see if I could get some more loads pumped in me. Just as I got there I saw a message from a guy on squirt.org I had been chatting with. He wanted his ass rimmed and to fuck me. Needless to say I told him I’m on my way. As soon as I got there I stripped my clothes off and pulled the plug from my ass. He thought it was hot that I was ready to fuck which I was. My ass was lubed and had a load of cum from my previous fuck. He grabbed me and roughly kissed me telling me what a sluty little bitch I was. He then sat on the bed and pushed my head down on his cock telling me to suck it which I did. He then told me lick his balls. I stroked his cock while licking and sucking his balls. I started to finger his ass so he laid back and lifted his legs exposing his tight hole for me. I started licking trying to get my tongue in as far as I could which wasn’t that far. He was really enjoying it and kept telling me what a dirty little slut bitch I was. He then said he wanted to fuck my pussy so I jumped on the bed pulled my legs up high to expose my ass and begged him to fuck me. He wasted no time plunging his thick 7” cock balls deep in my ass. He fucked me hard and deep while kissing me passionately. i begged him to fuck me hard and deep and cum deep in me and to use me as his cum dump which he did. He came balls deep in me. When he finished he demanded I lick all cum from his cock which I happily did. His next command was to kiss him so he could taste his cum in my mouth. While we kissed he kept calling me his bitch whore cum dump. I was stroking his cock and it wasn’t long before he was hard again and I was on my back with my legs over his shoulders getting another hard deep fuck begging him to breed me again. After lots more fucking he shot another load deep in my pussy. More kissing and sucking on his cock led to still more fucking. He didn’t cum again but when I left I was truly well fucked. I plugged my ass again as I wanted all his cum to stay in me. When I got home and pulled the plug out I was amazed at how much cum pored out. He’s going to be staying a couple of months and has promised to make me his bitch cum dump whore.

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.

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When I was first starting to get into kink and bondage I met a guy on RECON. He invited me to his place in upstate Pa for the weekend. He had very detailed instructions, no food or drink for 12 hours beforehand and make sure to clean out thoroughly. When I arrived I was to go in the basement entrance and follow the instructions I’d find there. I arrived went in and read the message telling me to strip completely, put my stuff in a footlocker then go through the next door. I was nervous but excited as hell. I went into the very dark basement and suddenly was grabbed from behind, a wet rag went over my face and just as I vaguely realized this must be chloroform I blacked out. I woke up cuffed over a padded sawhorse with the guy fucking me like a machine. He did play safe and was wearing a condom, which I was secretly hoping he wouldn’t but at that time I didn’t have the confidence to ask to be barebacked. He’d use the chloroform to black me out and I’d come to in another part of the playroom and a different position. The last time I came to was in his sling. A button device in my hand. When I’d push the button an air pump would force poppers into my nose. After fucking me for a long while he pulled out and looked me in the eyes. He said, I took a Viagra so you’re going to get well fucked either way, but I think you want to get barebacked. If you do you need to reach down and pull the condom off my cock. It was awesome, I didn’t have to do it, if I did I was admitting I wanted to be a sleazy cumdump. I reached down and pulled the damn thing off. He grinned and said good boy. Then plowed back in. All in all a great introduction to ko play and bondage.

He pulled down my pants easily as they are elastic grey nylon athletic pants. He pulled down my briefs and and started to finger my hole, "Oh what a nice tight pussy...hmmmm.", he said. I let out a low groan as he started to finger me, i unconsciously pushed my ass back and up. He kept fingering me, and found my gspot and i let out a panting moan, "Hmmmmwhat a slut.", he said. He then leaned in and started to eat my pussy. "OHHHHH Fuck.....ughhhhhhhh", i panted like a bitch in heat. I then felt his cock at my hole entering. "Noooo please not bare", i called out. Once he he heard that he rammed hard into me. "Ouuuuwww.....ugghhh", i grunted. It hurt as there was not lube only my spit. He started stroking me hard. I tried to pull away but his boy pushed me back on his cock. Oh damn he was pounding me hard and it hurt but he was also hitting me in my prostate and i let out a moan, arched my back and started to pant. "Ohhhh someone likes it now huh", he said. He kept hitting that spot in me that made me moan like a little bitch in heat especially as his boy had his cock back in my mouth and he was playing with my sensitive nipples. "I am going to charge you bitch.", he said. "What's....ughh guhh, charge?" i moaned. "I am going to poz your pussy with my charged seed.", he grunted back. "No please i don't want to you to cum in me...please", i managed to blurt out in between panting moans. "Fine bitch", he said. He pulled out and pushed me away. I looked back in shock and sadness. "What, you said you didn't want me to cum in you so i stopped. I don't give cum to bitches who don't want or appreciate them." he said staring at me. "Can you fuck me more but not cum in me", i asked shyly. "No i am not going to waste my time with you.", he said. He looked at his boy and waved him over. The younger guy came over dropped to his knees and sucked him clean. The Daddy pulled up his shorts and they both left the bathroom, grabbed their drinks and left. I laid there mesmerized by what just happened and still horny. I got up, wiped my ass and went back outside. As I started to clean up and close the shop a guy walked in, and asked if we were still open. I apologized and said sorry we are closed and I forgot to the lock the door. He was a stark handsome looking man. He was about late 40's, 6'1, medium build, tatts on his arms and neck. He also had an large loop earring on each each and a nose ring. There was something animalistic about him. "No problem. My name is Mitch and i am a new massage therapist in this area and wanted to know if i can put my flyers on your business board. I said sure. "What kind of massage do you do?" , i asked him. After he posted his flyer, "It depends on the customer. I tailor it to their needs. I like to find that spot and relieve their stress, especially in the lower back regions. We keep a lot of stress their that needs relieving and stretching.", he said in a very calm yet seductive tone. "Do you need a massage?", he asked. "Yes who couldn't, and its been a long day.", i said. "Great why don't you come over to my place at 8p. I would love to work on you and help you relax.", he said. "Uhhh i have to run some errands and stuff, maybe another time." i said nervously and reluctantly. "You sure, i can really make you feel good and stretch your limits." , he said as he leaned in towards me over the counter. Our faces were about a foot a part. His eyes were so seductive and his manly body odor scent was overpowering me. "Ok that sounds really nice.", i said. "Great, see you at 8p. I cannot wait to get my hands on you.", he said walking out. I closed up the store and ran my errands. I got home around 7p and my mom asked if I was going to join them for dinner. I told them now i was going out to meet some friends. I quickly took a shower, cleaned my hole and was getting dressed. I picked out some jocks i had, loose shorts and a shirt. I left and arrived at his place right at 8pm. He lived in 3 story walk up apartment off the main road that was surrounded by small businesses. I called him to ask what apartment number and he said to come around the corner to his studio. I walked around and found his studio. It was the only one in the area that had lights on and i walked in. It was a nice studio with a massage table in the middle, a couch, tv and bathroom with a shower. He grabbed my hand and welcomed me with a soft hug. It felt so good i hugged him back and we just held there for what seemed like a while but was only probably 10 seconds. I am much short so i only came to his shoulders and i was intoxicated with his manly body odor no deodorant scent. It was so animalistic. We parted and he said, "why don't we sit on the couch and talk for a bit before we start.". We sat down next to each other our bodies slightly touching. I could feel his sexual energy that was oozing from his body. He put his hand on my knee and said, "So what would you like to get out of your session?". "You know just a relaxing massage", i said nervously "is that all? Are you sure?", he said smiling I saw the TV on on the side and never noticed until now but there was gay porn playing on it. And it caught my eye. His hand ran up my leg and massaged my thigh and i turned back to him. "You sure that's all your want from your session?", he asked. He kept rubbing my thigh and I was having a difficult time concentrating. "I would like a full body massage that releases all my stress", i said while touching his leg as well. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. I traced the outline and it was huge and thick. "I want you to feel comfortable to explore and enjoy male touch, okay?", he said while smiling at me. "Okay", i said relaxing. He stood up, grabbed my hands and pulled me up. We stood against each other. "Here let's get you out of these clothes.", he said pulling my shirt over my head. I slowly pulled down my my pants. He then grabbed my jocks and pulled them down, my hard cock popping out dripping with precum. He then took off his shirt. He was gorgeous. He had tattoos all over his body. He then pulled down his short and out popped this huge 8"+ thick cock covered in tattoos. I couldn't help myself and tried to reach out and touch it. He let me just hold it and caress it. He pulled me closer and just held me while fondled his huge meat. Then he pulled us a part and told me to get on the table. As i turned i looked at the TV playing gay porn and i couldn't figure out what was going on. The bottom was in a sling and there was the top in between his legs but he wasn't fucking him. He was moving his arm back and forth slowly and twisting his wrist. The bottom was in total pleasure. I turned to Mitch and asked, what is this, i am confused. He chuckled, "It's fisting". "What", i said. "He has his fist in the guys ass. It is called fisting.", he said. "OMG, you mean he has his hand in the guys ass? That must hurt like hell", i said. "Actually it doesn't. Does that guy look in pain?", he asked as his hand rubbed my butt. I was mesmerized. I couldn't stop watching. I didn't realize that his chest was on my back and his hands were starting to run slowly and sensually over my body. He was hugging me from behind while his large hands roamed my body. "That looks incredible as i watched the TV", i gasped softly leaning back into his embrace. His hands were slowly teasing my nipples and lightly brushing my hard cock. "Let's get on the table", he said softly in my ear. I got on the table face down and he slowly worked my shoulders, back and legs. I was jello and horny at the same time. He then slowly ran his hand up my inner thigh and i let out a low moan. He focused on that area and my cock was rock hard and leaking all over. I felt him climb up on the table and start to massage my buttock and then started to rub my hole then he leaned over and started to eat me out. I raised up my hips to meet his mouth and tongue and started to moan loudly. He ate me and fingered me slowly. First one then two then three fingers. "Ughhhhhhh", i moaned like a total slut. He continued to work on my hole opening it up. It felt so good. He was working it, stretching it open. Then he got four fingers in. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. He has really large hands and it was having both pain and immense pleasure. He then started to kiss up my back then the back of my neck my ears. I lifted my head to meet his lips and our tongues were intertwined. "You like the taste of your pussy", he asked. I leaned in to kiss him and cleaned his mouth and tongue of all my pussy juice in his mouth. Now his cock was sliding between my ass cheeks. "Do you have a condom", i asked. "No sorry i don't fuck with condoms", he said. And i don't fuck in my sessions. I want it to be exploring and sharing of our bodies beyond sex. "We will get there", he whispered. I turned over on my back and we embraced kissing and his hand went back to my hole playing with it, teasing it, probing it. I opened up my legs and lifted my knee to give him more access. We made out like that all the while slowly sinking more fingers in me driving me crazy. He tried to stick his thumb but it wouldn't go in so he kept swirling his fingers in me a stroking my prostate when suddenly i started to shoot all over. "UGhhhhhhhhhhh", i moaned. Spurt after spurt erupted all over us. His hands worked faster fingering my pussy. Our lips locked. Slowly i came down but his fingers were still in me and our lips doing slow intimate kisses. "That was incredible", i said. "It's only the beginning", he said and kissed me. (I appreciate your patience. We will get there soon.)

I recently hooked up with a guy who, each time he fucked me in a new position, would work out the point at which it would become uncomfortable for me - a particular angle or speed or whatever. Instead of just playing around on this boundary, he would go just over it and stay there. I'm obedient and tried my best to take it, but I was clearly in pain and often trying to wriggle away from him to make it less intense. But he refused to let up. I ended up just begging him repeatedly to breed me so that it would end. The way he deliberately worked out and went over my limits felt like it bordered on rape. Another time, a dom uploaded a video to his OnlyFans of him fucking me while I keep saying things like 'I can't take it', 'it's too much', 'please stop', with a note explaining that it was role play. Except it wasn't, I really couldn't take it, and he really just didn't stop. I love how used it made me feel for him to just ignore me so he could breed me exactly how he wanted then show the world.

xxx adult bookstores and videobooths are an important part of the gay cultural imperative and a much needed ingredient of a properly balanced gay adult performance diet! 1977 22 tall slender blonde blue eyed twink type wearing tight tee shirt and boy shorts cuttoffs I was a regular at these places having the time of my young life!You had to use tokens back then,and purchase of a couple bucks was required to enter the film arcade where there were booths with locking doors....the man selling tokens took a long look at me smiled and gave me 10 bucks worth for free!Figured I would be good for business and he was right,several men who had been browsing books and mags out front followed me into the arcade after buying tokens.The booths way at the back always hade the gay flicks so thats where I headed and turned the sound wayyy up to advertise.Most guys just wanted a blowjob and every once in a while to fuck...but that was rare.Sometimes went back to their place for more engaged sex but usually just BJ's.Many of the men met there were probably married leading a straight life.....but I loved pleasing them.:)

speaking as a top I think i's quite proper for the bottom to clean your cock; the last several guys I've barebacked have done so, they get the last slurps of cum and some bum juice into their mouths, which is what they want ...

I love when that first sent of an unwashed uncut dick first hits when he pulls it out right b4 i suck it drives me wild

Love getting cleaned off! Usually keeps me rock hard and then I can shove my dick right back inside their now cum-lubed hole!

I always try to clean a tops cock and balls off after he breeds me. I love the taste and smell, but I'm also seeing if i can get him hard again so he will fuck my ass some more.

Part 2 The chubby guy got off me, and I felt a gush of wetness drip over my balls as his cock slid out of me. I was shocked, scared and surprised at what I had done, but my cock was rock hard as I stood up and moved away from the tree. More and more men were arriving all the time and the clearing was filling with sweaty, rutting bodies. I heard a noise and peered into some bushes beside me. There were three or four figures squirming in the dirt and leaves. One was a twink, clearly drunk or high and out for the count, whilst the others were older, predatory. They were taking turns fucking the supine body lying in the dirt, and their eyes glittered with lust as they saw me standing there. I backed away and bumped into someone standing behind me. He was tall, muscular and dark skinned with long fingernails on the hand which gripped my bicep. “I know what you’re thinking.” He whispered in a low voice as dry as the leaves rustling around us. “You want to be him, don’t you?” His eyes were glinting redly though there was no light around to reflect the colour. I couldn’t speak as he led me away from the clearing and into a small hollow. At the bottom were three naked men, as muscular and dark skinned as the other was, with a balding middle-aged stock-broker type on his knees as one of them crouched over his upraised buttocks fucking him. I was led over to the group and forced to my knees. The man who’d brought me was held in some deference by the others. “Breed him” He whispered to the guy fucking. The balding man gave a groan of pleasure and also something else – fear? – as the cock plunged in and out of him. Then the top came with a gasp of ecstasy, filling the bottom with what I assumed was toxic cum. The dark-skinned man bent and kissed me, his lips burning and the kiss melted me like jelly. Beside us, the balding man got to his feet and staggered off into the gathering darkness and I was alone with them. His cock had stiffened, huge and veiny with a drool of cum at the tip. “It’s time,” He said. “Get on your knees with your worthless face in the dirt…”

Yes, I have. I was in Vegas last March and my top bud, posted an ad on Craigslist. "Hungry Bottom" Looking for anonymous loads. I was blindfolded and I got fucked all night. 1on1, 3way, group. Largest group was 12 guys. All fucked me rough and aggressively and dropped a load in me. I love being controlled by top men that I dont even know and leaving me there used full of cum.