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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.

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.

Why is there still no pozzing podcast out there ? In fact, any podcast suggestion?

The power of the phallus compels you to kneel and worship. The man will take your throat as an offering. Choke in sacrifice and swallow his blessing in gratitude.

Unfortunately, I come from a small family and never had the opportunity. Even though I started playing around at 12 and 13 (actually played doctor at 5-7 with neighbors until we were caught), it was just with kids in the neighborhood, and some adults met along the way. However, outside my family, I have played with brothers, a set of twins, cousins, an uncle nephew, and even had a short fling with a 42 year old woman and her 22-year-old son.

My kind of Top. Would love to take your seed then clean your tool afterwards.

Do my hole like that

Always a major turn on for me when top eats my ass and make it wet ..

2003 You pay the price for being too cautious. By the time I realized I was gay (first year of college), it was already widely known that HIV was transferred via sharing bodily fluids. Some activities were safer than others, but I avoided them all. I never did anything with anyone. I had plenty of gay friends because I was in art school, but none of them were abstinent. They went out and experimented in bars and parks, while I stayed home and drew in my sketchbook with reruns of "Bosom Buddies" on TV. Everybody told me I was wasting my youth, but at least I knew I was healthy. I graduated and moved to a semi-large city where the gay life was a little more active. Or so I'd heard....I stayed celibate and careful. I once hooked up with a nice-looking gay man who loved in my apartment building. I was so nervous and afraid of the encounter that I ruined the evening. I wouldn't even kiss him on the mouth. "What's the problem?", he finally asked. I told him I didn't want his spit in my mouth. "Are you serious?" He couldn't believe it. I told him my fears and he told me in no uncertain terms that I would someday overcome my fears but it'd be too late. I'd be too old for anyone to want. That hurt. But he was probably right. My 30th birthday had just passed and the 40's were on their way. I had a few gray hairs already. I'd spent so much energy trying not to die that I'd forgotten to live. Maybe it was time to change. I remember from high school algebra class that every equation has two separate sides that are opposite each other. Somehow I moved over to the other side and felt a switch click on in my brain. I'd get on my desktop computer and Google thongs like "how to get AIDS", "the joys of being HIV positive" and "Find local poz guys". I went through a lot of links and learned terms like 'bug-chaser', 'gift-give', 'breeding' and 'conversion'. I saw videos of skinny tattooed men fucking young, pretty studs with no condom. I read tons of stories about how much guys liked that they had been pozzed or about how they pozzed someone else. By the time I was 33, I was exploring this dark world nightly and getting painful boners. One of my favorite sites (now inactive) had photos, stories, essays and personal ads. The personal ads were split into two sections. The guys who wanted to be infected had ads under the caption "Please Give Me Your Gift, Sir" and the poz guys who wanted to infect negative men were under the caption "Accept My Gift, Buddy". Those four words were so fucking hot that just typing them now made me stiff. Unfortunately, there were no gift-givers in my general location. I checked night after night until a new one appeared that was from a giver right here in my town! The ad read: READY TO DIE? GWM, 38, 6'3, solid build, divorced. I've got the bug and want to give it to you. No-strings fucks only. Well of course I answered. I described myself and left my email address and phone number. And waited. On Saturday morning, my phone rang. "Hello?" "Yeah. You relied to my ad. Just called to say 'key'". "I'm so glad you did (was I really?). Great ad, by the way. I bet you had tons of replies." "Nope. Just you. That website is kind of obscure, but I also put it on some popular ones and you're still the only one who answered. One's all I needed, though. I need to give this gift to someone soon. " "Where are you?" "Well, since the divorce,I've been living in one of those motel rooms you rent by the week. It sucks, but I'm used to it now. I work as a bartender in a straight bar near the River district. I'll be there tonight but I won't be able to leave until 3 AM. Think you can come by and at least say 'hi'? The place is called "Beats". It might be busy or it might be dead. There's no telling." "I know where that is. I'll be there." "How will I know you? Wear something I'll recognize." "I'll be in jeans and a dark blue sweatshirt. My name is Will." "Cool. I'm Art. The other bartender is a chick -- so you'll know which one I am. Be there by 10, OK?" "See you then." click So there it was. I was further along into a quest that I never imagined I'd be on. It was still early, so I went back to bed. Sleep was impossible of course, but the possibilities and fantasies about what could happen put me into a waking trance of lust and a little fear. I took a long shower and shaved my face carefully. I'd managed to cut my chin several times with the razor. Nerves. I brushed my teeth way too vigorously because I remembered doing that caused bleeding of the gums and I wanted to expose tiny wounds in my mouth. I wanted all portals open to the gift. I got dressed and thought of putting on some cologne, but didn't. This wasn't a date I was going out to be fucked, not seduced. I was ready to die. By 9 PM, I couldn't take the waiting anymore. I left and made the short drive to where Art was waiting. "Beats" catered to young hetero people, but there were lots of more 'happening' clubs opening along the River District. I knew it wouldn't be crowded and it wasn't. I parked right up front and walked right in. Yep -- totally dead. The music wasn't even loud. I walked up to the bar and saw the lady bartender flirting with a punker-looking guy with tattoos and piercings. They were on the verge of a lip lock when I sat down. She seemed annoyed and asked me what I needed. "Um...is Art here?" "In the back. He'll be out in a minute." She resumed her conversation with the punker. Just then, a large guy walked in from the storage room. He looked so different than what I'd pictured. He was kind of cute in a goofy way. He was big and reminded me on a puppy whose paws were too big for its body. His expression was clear and open -- like he was waiting for a question. Nice. I liked him immediately. The girl waved her manicured hand in my direction. "You got a visitor here." He put down the crate of freshly-clean glasses and looked at me. "Will?" ""Hi, Art." "Hi!" He seemed to approve of my appearance. Possibly, a little surprised. He was every inch if 6'3" and wearing one of those long underwear shirts beneath a T-shirt. Manly, casual. He sure as hell wasn't dressed to impress, but I still was. Maybe he noticed the admiration in my eyes. "I'm taking my break now, Rima. Go see if anybody at the tables needs anything." She pouted a little and moved off to do a job she obviously hated. "Come sit down at the end of the bar. I'll get us a couple of shots." I moved down to where he was stacking glasses somewhere below where I could see. He dried his hands and came out to sit next to me. He seemed to bounce as he walked. He had a jumpiness I could relate to. He produced a few shot glasses filled with red liquid. "It's Hot Damn, 150 proof. Careful. Go slow." The punker left without leaving so much as a quarter tip. Poor Rima. She came back to the bar and got a rag to wipe up all the empty tables that people were leaving. It was getting desolate in here. "She's in a bad mood. The owner told us tonight that we're shutting down at the end of the month. I saw it coming. She didn't." "Just leave and find another shitty bar job. I've never been unemployed for more than a week," He got up, walked behind the bar and turned the music almost all the way down. He brought back two cold bottles of beers. "Let's go sit at a table." We sat at one in a dark corner. Nobody was left. "Let's drink up some free beer and then leave. I'm quitting now." SO we drank beer after beer and he talked out loud about what he had to do next. He'd call a few guys and probably start a new job by Monday. The light was low, but I could still see that open, inquisitive expression he had. I waited for a question. None came, so I asked one. "When did you get divorced?" "Oh God. It was over a year ago. She found out about how much fucking around I was doing. I'd given her a couple of disease, but not HIV. She was so pissed. I went to the clinic and found out I had the whole alphabet of STDS. " "Why did you cheat on her?" "Occupational hazard, I guess. Girls dig bartenders and I didn't resist any offers. Plus, my wife never loved me. We were trying to start a family, but she'd abort any baby I'd plant in her. I wanted a kid...and now I guess I'll never have one." "Why do you want to poz someone?" "Shit, Will. I was so drunk when I composed that ad. I was acting on pure impulse." "Oh." "Why the fuck do you want my poz seed?" I explained my strange journey here and he nodded, "You want a smoke? I need one.". He left, unlocked the cigarette vending machine and pulled out multiple packs of various brands. "Still want to let me do this to you?", he asked. I nodded as I opened the the second beer. "Well, I want to, Will." "Tonight?" "Why not? I'm ready to just walk out of here. My rented place is in The Dunham Inn right up the street. The building and hallways are a little scary, but my place is pretty nice and the locks are secure. I'll steal a bottle of something and we can go do it. Leave your car here and I'll bring you back in the morning. Ready?" I was. "I'm feeling weird now." "Why?" "I wasn't expecting anyone like you?" He paused. "I thought this was going to be a simple fuck...just me putting a load of death into some random dude's ass. I wanted no attachment -- just release and satisfaction. I thought it be no problem." "it's still no problem. I want to accept your gift. It would be an honor, Will." "OK. Good. Keep talking to me like that." Right then we arrived at his "motel". The building was as scary as promised. Blinking neon and assorted lowlifes hanging around outside. "Stick close to me. I'm big enough to scare most of them." His room was not so bad. A big bed and a TV that had been left on. He turned it off and starting stripping off his clothes. He flopped back on top of the bed in his jockey shorts. "Join me, Will." I got undressed and lied right next to him. "Keep talking like you were before." "I've told you everything. I want that lethal cock and that lethal load inside of me. Talk to me now." He pulled down his underwear and started stroking his big red dick. "This cock of mine is pure death. It will kill you and you have to promise me you really want it." I was out of talk. I got between his big thighs and started kissing his deadly organ. It got hard so fast. I grasped it at the base and studied it. It was pulsing with his heartbeat. It wasn't death. It was as alive as his heart or brain. Human and healthy. I kissed his balls which made him moan a little. I made slow work of worshipping his shaft. My sucking skills were untested, but I went for it. He arched his back and bucked back and forth into my mouth. He rolled over and pushed my legs apart with his hips. "We need to do this now." "I'm ready." "Are you" Are you really ready to die?" "DO IT!" He plunged into my hole. It was impossibly painful, but my hormones and adrenaline were cranked so high, that I didn't cry out or resist. He got it all the way in and let me get used to it. Then he pumped and found a pace he liked. He bucked faster and started mumbling. "I am giving you this shit in my body. It'll be your shit next. Our shit. Ohhhhh. I'm cumming!" And then this mission had complete. We both had what we wanted now. We fell asleep in each others' arms.

There is a guy in SF. He does porn and escorts and dances. When we point, he loves putting in his various things, jocks, underwear and showing off. It’s actually fucking hot to see this porn actor perform for me

So you guys know by now I have this thing for straight men. I just love em, and I am luckey enough to get a few of them as fuckbuddies. One of the things about living in a semi rural area is there seem to be loads of straight guys who want cock. And this guy messaged me on BBRT. He was HOT!!! mid 30s, muscled, shaven headed. And wanted older guys. He messaged me and we chatted and then said he was straight. A straight guy on BBRT, this is new on me to be honest. Straight guys on gaydar and grindr yeah but BBRT? Really? Was Ibeing naive Anyway, we swapped numbers and texted and texted."I probably wont meet" he said. "I bale cos I get scared." "Great, a fucking timewaster" I said. And true enough, lots of chats but no action,a few butt shots. Nothing.Then after three weeks he messages. "I wanna get fucked soon" he says, " but I need to have had some beers." Cheers mate I am that ugly am I? I thought "I need the beers to loosen me up and get me horned to feel dirty."He replied. Ok, fair enough. He starts talking about taking poz loads. I think hes timewasting but then he tells me he has some truvada from a mate who's poz and fucked him. I'm begging to think this guy is not for real. "How you know he's poz" "I seek em out" he says.., " I figure they'e good fucks and I wanna feel like a dirty slut." "Where you get the truvada?" "Poz fuckbuddy" he replies. " But that's not proper PreP" I say. "Works for me though, mr." "this is still risky" I say. "that's why I like it, fella" he replies. "You fuck?" I say. "Nah mate, cant get it upwith a man, I only get fucked by blokes. I only fuck girls." Ok, takes all sorts to make a world. I feel slightly disappointed, knowing my liking for straight guys and both fucking and being fucked by them. Please, meet me outdoors one night and we fuck. "Ok I say but bet you'll bale" A week later he messages me..."11pm tonight" he says. "Ok," I say. "I'm taking the blue pills" "You mean truvada?" I say "Yeah" "not sure do it yourself PreP works, mate" I say. "Yeah its cool. I said before" he replies. Bring poppers a small dildo for me to use in the car and lube. I say yeah thinking this guy isn't for real but at least if he doesn't turn up I can breed some anonymous hole in the local cruising site, yeah? "I want your piss too" That's it. Im ready to give this guy a chance. "You pissed then?" I ask "Yeah five beers and my hole wants fucking. I wanna be dirty." So he gives me instructions. an hour later I turn up outside the sports club and am waiting in the car thinking this is stupid, and down walks this hot straight looking muscled stud in football gear. And he gestures to me. Fuck me, I think, he's hot! The passenger door of the car opens, in he climbs, sits down and puts his hand up my shorts. "Hey mate, I want that in me" and I'm so stunned I cant think whatto do for a second. "drive then, I know a woods" he says. and I set off. I nearly crash the car as he pulls his top up to reveal a hot muscled and hairy torso and then pulls his shorts down. He reveals a thick meaty cock and balls and muscly hairy legs. "I'm topping tonight, I'm topping tonight" I remind myself. "Suck my cock" I command and he leans over and sucks me as I drive. He pulls away and lubes his hole. I reach over and finger it. God it's inviting. Thank fuck it's dark, I think. He takes the poppers, sniffs deep then inserts the dildo slowly. By now I am rock hard and wanting to rape him then sit on his cock He directs me as his legs go up on the dashboard and he dildoes himself, his big meaty knob, totally flaccid, but BIG, flopping around. Eventually we arrive at a wooded beauty spot. He is out of the car naked from waist down and over the style and into the woods. I lock the car and follow him. He's naked and squatting and sniffing poppers while the dildo is going in harder and faster. "Piss on me" he says. I strip then let loose a streamof piss which he rubs all over himself before sucking on my cock. I fuck his face for a while "I wanna breed you" I say "I know mate I want you in my arse" He stands up and bends over I am faced with a muscular butt and beautiful back. I lean over and kiss it " fuck me man, fuck me raw with your poz dick, make me fucking filthy" He says this so totally deep and manly I am aching for this guy. I slide up his arse and fuck him Ten minutes of breeding talk follows and I am grabbing his cock as I fuck and getting close. "Stop" he says, and I do. He turns round and sucks my cock. Im enjoying this but wanna be in his arse. "You like my poz cock? " I ask. Yeah he says. Then he pulls my cock out and wanks me with both hands. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain in my cockhead and pull back to notice he's pricked it with a needle and there's a drop of blood. "Ow, What the fuck are you doing? I ask" "getting your blood man" "fucking stop it, its risky" I say as my cock starts to go flaccid "No, I want your poz blood" he says as he sucks. I have to admit this being said turns me on and I start to go hard again. He's fingering himself and groans hard. He pulls away "I've nicked my hole" he said. "I want your blood and cum in my bloodstream" "But you took truvada" "Nah mate, I only said that" He stands up, arms round me "breed me" Fuck I cant believe this but my cock knows what to do. Now red, and bleeding a little, it's standing to attention. He turns round, I slide up. I fuck.Its not long before I am ready to cum and I say "I'm gonna shoot" "Yeah mate, this is so dirty" " Shoot on my hole then fuck it in" And I cant hold back any longer. I pull out, I shoot and shoot on his hole then push my cock back in rough. And I lean on his hot back and fill this guy with virus. We stand there for a few minutes till we're finished and pull apart. He bends down and sucks my cock clean. I move to kiss him but he moves away "I don't kiss mate". Pity,I think "So you bugchasing? " I ask ...."You want infected." "Don't care he says, I wanna feel dirty and used by guys and if that comes, great." We walk to the car, he's still naked, we get in and I drive him home as he dressed again. I drop him off and drive home. All the time thinking of this. A few days later comes the message "going down pub tonight, you gonna give me my nightcap?" And my cock stiffens...and I know I want him "Your never gonna top me I say, you will always be my bottom cumdump" "Yes m8, that's how I like it. You top guys are my fantasy. And anyway I can only fuck women." If only he knew the cocks and loads I'd taken as well as the arses I've topped.....I never had this much fun while I was neg.

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?

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

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From the web page I cited in my post: That would be a conspiracy theory. On BZ, the moderation staff decides what is and isn't a conspiracy theory, because that's our (volunteer) job.

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

Any man who turns down a fisting Virgin is being disrespectful. We all had to start at that level. I’ve broken in several virgins … I consider that as part of giving back to the fisting community. And as a Virgin, don’t expect it to happen your first try. It took we weeks of training and stretching before I took my first fist. I remember it perfectly, the sensation of the whole hand sliding in. It was euphoric!

While I enjoy feeling cock in my ass if there is no cum planted in me I feel like there was no point. Even worse I feel like I must have been a terrible bottom to not get them off completely. I also feel this way if the top pulls out and cums on me.

Start with truck stops with restaurants, shower facilities and sleazy motels nearby.

Once I’ve got my helmet in the bottom’s ass there’s no way in hell I’m pulling out. Usually I keep pushing until his ass finally gives way to my cock although if I think the bottom needs it I will put my arm around his neck, hold him tight and force my cock deep inside hm. I only pull back once I’m balls-deep - and that’s just to thrust back in again.

This is such a hot story, thanks for sharing. There's something super special about getting fucked by totally straight guys who are so desperate that they're willing to ignore the fact you're a guy because they so desperately need a warm hole to fuck. It makes me feel like nothing more than a human fleshlight and I treasure their straight seed inside my guts the same as you do ❤️

The closest I've cum to experiencing this is sucking off men with loads that equal 3 or 4 regular loads. There have been about 4 of these guys in my career. There may have been others that I wasn't aware of because of my swallowing. The ones I know gave this 🐷 a facial. So hot feeling all those ropes hitting it's face.

I'm going to reject the options presented, for the following reasons: 1. I agree that escorts and porn stars are sex workers, just as are cam girls, cam boys, guys with sexually explicit OF or JFF or whatever accounts, street hookers, and more. They're all involved in businesses (as workers) where sex (be it physical contact with the purchaser, or stimulation via imagery and/or sound) is part of the product or service provided. But I don't put sex work into the category of "degrading or dehumanizing" - it CAN be, but that's not inherent in the work. It's inherent in the society in which the workers live. 2. I don't think the second option describes all sex workers. Some do it because they're broke. Some do it because they like the supplemental income it can provide. Some do it because they're substance addicts and need cash to feed their habit. I do agree that people who judge sex workers are wrong, but I don't think it's always sour grapes; sometimes it's just plain old disapproval, sometimes it's resentment that they can't control other people's sexuality. 3. I'm not sure that there is an inherent difference between gay and straight people. Perhaps between the *typical* or *average* gay and straight person - the former probably has more lifetime sex and more partners than the latter, for instance - but I don't see gay sex workers as any sort of ambassador for the gay sex experience (except, of course, in the literal sense that a straight person can satisfy any curiosity he might have about gay sex acts by watching porn). I think gay people bringing home partners to their families, and integrating gay partners into families, goes much farther to show the world what's important about being gay - we're pretty much just like you - than anything else.

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.)

Awesome!

About 20 years ago I was fucking and fisting a younger local guy..he worked his butt muscles and was tight next morning after a fisting session.. he had an assortment of dildos but the thing that he enjoyed using most was a 10 pin from a bowling alley.. he could get over 2/3 of it in with lost of lube..

omg that's where I learned to be a filthy dirty braindead cumdumpster who is literally nothing but a fuckhole to thousands of anonymous strangers.men who don't give a fuck about me or have any respect for me or even think of me as a human being. just some fucked up poz whore that gets used by all the bathhouse pigs. My daddy started by bringing me to bathhouses and getting a room and putting me on all fours naked or in a jockstrap, ass to the door taking all loads. then he started putting me on darkroom fuckbenches.then my boyfriend started putting me in the public sling so he could watch me take load after load for hours.thats when I discovered what I truly am

That's my favorite way to be a cum dump. Door unlocked blindfolded in a jock ass up for any man to fill me up.

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

I don't necessarily expect a bottom to clean my dick after I cum inside his ass, but it is a great treat when he does. And I find more and more do. And if he was especially hot, I might rim his fucked hole a little to show how much I liked it, lol.

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.

As a top I love getting my cok cleaned , but I love th smell of ass mixed with spunk. ill often stick my fingers up the bottoms ass and wipe them on my T shirt to sniff later when I wank

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.