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THE MOUSE TRAP There are 2 types of mice that get bit by a mouse trap, the mouse that wants the prize so bad they’re willing the risk their lives to get it and those that enjoy the game, the thrill, the risk of the trap itself. Throughout high school I mowed lawns to make money, hard work, but decent money. I started it all on my own, and grew up to just under 20 lawns, which kept me very busy. I got most of my yards going door-to-door and asking and from referrals, I always did a great job and it may have helped that I always mowed with my shirt off to get a tan. One day I was going down a new street doing my door-to-door to get some new lawns, when I came to one door and an older gentlemen answered the door. He was very polite and invited me inside and offered me something cool to drink. We sat at the kitchen table as he brought me a glass of iced tea. I thought it was kind of strange when he said he saw me the other day and was hoping I could service his lawn as well, but I was excited to get a new customer. He was very chatty and handsy, and it was hard to get out of the house, but nevertheless, we scheduled to mow the lawn in a couple of days. A couple of days later, I showed up, and as usual, I was shirtless and sweaty. The entire time I was mowing, he was outside watching and as soon as I finished, he invited me in for some iced tea. This happened every time I mowed and every time it would be very difficult to get out of there because he was so chatty and every time I came, he got more handsy with me. Again, I am young and naïve here. The summer came to an end and the last mowing, it was cooler, and I had a shirt on and as usual he invited me and asked why I had my shirt on, and told me that he was sure a lot of people were upset about that in a joking manner. You could easily tell he was not happy that this was the last time I would be there for the year, and he made it extremely difficult to leave, he held my hand as I got up, stood in front of the exit, everything short of holding me down. I wasn’t too surprised when he started texting me in the fall to come rake leaves and clean up around the yard, with lawns being done, this was a great source of income. He had me over there about every other week in the fall, when winter came, he asked about helping him move furniture around. I started enjoying talking to him and hanging out and since I didn’t have much to do that time of year, I didn’t mind. New Years Eve he told me he was having friends over and wanted me to come by and help him set up, and when I got there you could tell he was very excited. As soon as I opened the door he answered with an excited voice and grabbed me by the hand and pulled me down a dark hallway into a room, and as I entered, I realized was his bedroom. He told me to sit on the edge of the bed, he had something to show me. He told me how excited he was about his party and had to show someone his outfit for the night. He started undressing right in front of me, I immediately stood up and said “sorry, I can hang out in the hall”. He grabbed me by the hand and said it was ok, he turned to the bedroom door and shut it and turned back to me saying it was ok, he just wanted to change quick. He started undressing “this doesn’t make you uncomfortable, does it?” I really didn’t know what to say, but I was very nervous, he started to approach me as I stood there at the edge of his bed. Him: You’re shaking. Are you okay? Me: yeah, just…. Him: Relax, its ok Me: Him: (laughs) let me help you (as he reaches down and starts to unbutton my pants” Me: (I stop him) I cant do that Him: It’s ok, relax (he unzips my pants and pull out my cock which was getting hard as he rubbed it) Him: it’s ok, it’s ok Me: I just stood there shaking in my boots Him: (drops to his knees and takes my cock in his mouth) I just stood there in shock as my cock got harder and harder, I stood there in shock looking down as this old man was touching me like this. I was so confused, but it felt so good. Of course, it didn’t take long before I shot my load down his throat, and he swallowed it all. He stood up and smiled at me and told me not to worry, its our secret. I almost ran out of the house so confused as to what had just happened. I went home and didn’t leave my room the rest of the day. I didn’t hear from him again until next spring when he text me: Him: You going to service me again this year? Me: Your lawn? Him: Sure Me: yes, I started up last week, when will your lawn be ready? Him: how soon can you get here? Me: tomorrow? Him: perfect The next day I showed up and mowed his lawn and as usual, he was outside waiting on me and asked me to come inside. I told him I was in a hurry, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. I came inside and sat at the kitchen table, he sat right next to me and had his hand on my thigh. He noticed how nervous I was as he moved his hand higher and higher on my leg. Him: I had a lof of fun on new years (his hand goes higher) Me: (sitting there shaking) Him: (moving his hand to my mid-thigh) do you like this? Me: (shaking not able to speak) Him: (Laughs) to excited to talk? Let me check (as he moves his hand to my upper thigh) Him: (rubbing my cock) oh, I think someone likes me He stood up and grabbed my hand and pulled me up from the chair, he smiled at me and pulled me into him and whispered to me” you’re so fucking hard for me, aren’t you?” He pulled me down the hallway and into the bedroom and shut the door behind us. He went and laid down on the bed and: Him: come here Me: (stuttering) I should really go Him: it’s ok. Im not going to tell anyone Me: I don’t know… I don’t know what to do Him: come here for 1 minute and then you can leave I sat down on the edge of the bed and he approached me and started rubbing my leg and kept reaffirming that it was ok. He pulled me down so that I was laying on my back and he crawled on top of me between my legs and worked his way down to unbutton my pants and pulled my cock out and started sucking my cock and working my pants off, and once he had my pants off he stood up at the end of the bed and quickly took off his clothes and laid back down on top of me and lifted my legs up worked his way to my ass hole and started eating me out and to my surprise was amazing. When he finished with my ass he rose up between my legs standing on his knees as I laid there I see him grab some lube and start to lube up his cock, he then laid back down and got between my legs and started kissing me. I felt his cock push against my hole and I freaked out. Me: hold on, stop! I cant do that Him: it’s ok relax, what is wrong? Me: I cant do that! Him: you already have, I already had it in you Me: no. you didn’t! Him: yes, the head was already inside you. We have already had sex, why stop now that it is feeling the best. Me: we just can’t Him: (pushing it back in) you know you want it Me; you’re not even wearing a condom. Him: (pushes a little deeper) its ok, you won’t get pregnant Me: I don’t want to catch anything Him: don’t worry you wont Then he leaned in and kissed me and started pushing it in more and more with mini strokes and before long he was all the way inside of me. It took a while before it felt good, but once I relaxed it felt good, really good actually. Again, I came quick, before he did. When he was about to cum, he told me: Him: I’m about to cum. oh this is going to be a huge load Him: do you want me to cum inside you? Me: (not know what to do) yes He got really tight and pushed in really deep and to my surprise this was the best part, feeling his cock explode inside of me. And he was right, it was a huge load, it felt like a river pouring out of me. That summer we had sex a lot, I got a lot better at it, and as I got better the feeling was better. I absolutely loved the feeling of his huge load shooting inside me, I have never in my life shot out as much cum as he did. After that summer I started college, and decided to go to a small university 45 minutes from home so that I could keep the lawns, so me and him kept this relationship going until my sophomore year when I stopped mowing and wanted to stay at school more. I ended up meeting a girl and kind of moved on from him. I was over 30 years older than me, so I don’t think he was too surprised or had any intentions of us being more than what we were. He never bothered me or anything like that, he was a really good guy. Life went on, I graduated college, my girlfriend became my fiancé, I got a full-time job, we were house hunting, and life just happens. She really wanted a fall wedding, so we decided to get married in early October, but she wanted a summer Bachelorrete party, so we decided to do our parties in June. She went to Vegas for the weekend, I didn’t want anything that big, I just wanted a one-night event, so me and my friends went out Friday night and did normal bachelor party stuff. They really pushed me to go out again Saturday night, but I insisted that I was too hung over and wanted to sleep, but truth is there was something else I wanted to do Saturday night. Saturday I text him completely out of the blue, it had been years since we talked, so I didn’t even know if this was still his number. Me: Hey Him: Wow! Me: lol, how are. You? Him: Good, how are you doing? Me: great! Just thinking about you Him: im ok with that Me: guess what? Him: what? Me: im getting married Him: Awesome, to the same girl? Me: yeah. Me: tonight is my last night of freedom I guess, bachelor party anyways Him: fun! Me: what are you doing tonight? Him: you inviting me to your bachelor party Me: lol, it was last night, no plans tonight Him: Im going to Spy (a gay bar/hotel) for pride event Me: OH! Was going to see what you were doing. Him: come with me Me: I don’t know, that’s pretty public Him: we can stay in the room, I have a room there tonight Me: you sure? Him: yeah Me: what time Him: be there at 9:30 Of course, I showed up and as soon as I opened the door, we were on each other. I had no idea how much I missed him, but he is like 60 now and im 23, what could we be. The sex was amazing, and I enjoyed being around him, but come on! What more could we be. I don’t, know, but I know I missed him and he missed me because we didn’t fuck, we made love. It was very passionate and slow and lots of kissing and I was craving him cumming inside of me. Afterwards he told me that he was going down to the party and wanted me to join him. I of course told him that it was too public, to which he replied that he was going to go home with someone from the bar, it could be you or someone else, so I got dressed and decided to go down with him. I immediately started drinking since I was a nervous wreck, after a few drinks I finally relaxed, but didn’t slow down from drinking. There was a guy at the party that was in leather pants, no shirt and all oiled up and tattooed up dancing on everyone. It wasn’t long before he found me and was all over me, in a very aggressive manner. He kept getting me more and more drinks and I was out on the dancefloor with him for a long time. Finally my friend came and dragged me away, he seemed very jealous, which I liked, but he was actually just giving me a warning. Him: be careful out there Me: what do you mean Him: the guy you’re dancing with is dangerous Me: dangerous? How so? Him: like slip something in your drink and date rape you and you see that tattoo on his stomach, that means he is HIV positive Me: I will be carefuil Him: watch out, he is a predator and he is hunting you now Me: I am a big boy (you could tell I was very drunk) Him: ok, I was just trying to warn you Then the predator came up behind me and grabbed my hand led me out to the dancefloor Predator: why are you talking with that old dude Me: im with him Predator: (laughs) you have to upgrade Me: Upgrade? Predator: Yeah! Not some old dude who cant get it up, you need a man I would lie if I said I wasn’t very turned on right then Predator: instead of that limp old dick, you need an 9” rock hard cock with veins pulsating all around it Me: I do? Predator: I have a room here, want to get out of here Me: I don’t know, I have been warned Predator: by some old dude who is trying to trap you He grabbed me by the hand and started leading me off, but then my friend intervened and said he needed to talk. Him: you’re too drunk, you need to go to the room Me: I’m not drunk (as I stumbled around) Him: if you want me to let you go with him, I will, but know this, you will regret it Just then predator approached us and grabbed us both. Predator: let’s go to your room Me: ok, let’s go Him: I don’t know Me: come on! Please I woke up on the floor the next morning completely dressed and couldn’t remember anything. I stood up in a fog and see my friend and the “Predator” in the bed. I felt like I was hit by a bus, I hadn’t been that hung over in a long time. I looked all over the room for my phone and when I found it I noticed I had a ton of missed calls and texts from my fiancé. I left the room in a hurry and headed home. Months went by and I never heard from my friend and I decided it was time to leave that part of my life behind me, after all I was getting married and it wasn’t fair to keep on living two lives. We were having the wedding at a nice hotel downtown; I had room to myself the night before the wedding and after the rehearsal dinner and drinks I went to the room to work on my vows. It was my last night as a single man, suddenly the thought hit me “what about one more night, one more time with one more night of passion”. It was very risky, since the hotel was full of friends and family and having some random guy come to my room. Pretty stupid idea I told myself. My friends, fiancés’ family, my MOM could all come to my door to see me tonight, so this was a terrible idea, but… Me: Hey there Him: It’s the married guy! Me: tomorrow Him: oh! Congratulations Me: Thank you Him: Me: what are you doing? Him: nothing, you? Me: sitting in my hotel room Him: Not smart Me: What? Him: you know what! Me: So! Him: Not going to happen Me: what’s not going to happen? Him: You know! Me: My last night as a single man Him: NO! Me: Ok, I just wanted to say a proper goodbye Him: that’s all? Me: Yeah Him: not going to happen Me: Please? One final goodbye after all these years Him: Me: after 11pm – The Cambridge – room 713 – knock once Him: Me: Him: ok I was so excited; I was getting hard just thinking about it. I knew this was the dumbest idea I’ve ever had, but I wanted it so bad, I wanted to feel him cum in me one more time. I went and showered and had a hard time not jerking off I was so excited. I went and laid in the bed with towel wrapped around me waiting. 11:10pm a knock at the door, I jumped up and opened the door and there he was I immediately pulled him in the room and dropped the towel and kissed him, we worked our way to the bed pulling his clothes off along the way. I couldn’t wait! I pushed him down on the bed and finished pulling his pants off and straddled him, feeling his bare cock rub between my cheeks, I grab some lube but he stopped me and reached over and grabbed a condom and started to put it on. Me: what are you doing, you don’t need that Him: yeah, you’re married now, you have to start playing safe Me: but we never use condoms, I want you to cum in me Him: I want to too, but if we are going to do this we have to use a condom I quit arguing, I was just ready to have him inside me. I wouldn’t say that I was a power-bottom, but I definitely bounced up and down on his cock until I was completely out of breath and then I slowed down and started grinding his cock, using a condom it seemed to take him longer to cum. Afterwards we both collapsed trying to get our breath. Me: Man, I missed that! Him: me too! Me: whats up with the condom Him: you need to be smart now Me: no, I want you to cum inside of Him: I cant do that anymore Me: we have been fucking raw the entire time and nothing has happened Him: well it could now Me: what do you mean: Him: Me: what is it? Him: You remember the last time we hung out? Me: yeah Him: Remember how I told you that guy had HIV Me: kind of, it’s really foggy Him: well, he did and now I do Me: Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. That’s my fault. Him: no, it’s not your fault, I did it. Me: I don’t remember anything from the room Him: you passed out immediately and then me and him had sex, I think he stealthed me. He said the condom came off, but I’m pretty sure he took it off during sex. Me: I am so sorry Him: its ok, but I have a very high count now, since I was just infected so we can’t have unprotected sex, because I am very contagious and you’re getting married, TOMORROW Me: I don’t know what to say Him: well, there isn’t anything to say, but I should probably get going since you’re getting married tomorrow Me: yeah, I guess so, unless you want to have a beer first We sat down and had a few beers and he got up and said that he better get going. He hugged me goodbye but I lingered and leaned back and kissed him. Me: Stay a bit longer? Him: ok I kissed him again and we started working towards the bed. I fell on my back and fell on top of me, between my legs. I wanted him so bad. I reached down and pulled his cock out of his pants, and he took his pants off immediately and I slid my shorts off all the while looking each other in the eyes the entire time, he quickly put a condom on and lubed up and laid back on top of me. I quickly pulled my legs up so he could slide in. It was the best feeling in the world. With him on top me, slowly taking deep strokes while we looked each other directly in the eyes, damn it I wanted this. My left hand slipped down between us and I wrapped my thumb and index finger around the base of his cock and every time he pulled out it caused his condom to slip down a little, the further he pulled out the more the condom slipped off. I tried to somehow cause him to pull all the way out so the condom would slip completely off, but he wouldn’t, well not for a while. Me: fuck me, I really want you Him: are you sure? Me: (looking directly in his eyes, I bite my lower lip and shake my head yes) He pulled his cock all the way out and my grip around his cock caused the condom to slide off, I then grabbed his cock and aimed it directly towards my hole. I knew the danger, but I phened for it, for him, for him to cum inside of me. He was hesitant, but you could tell this is what he really wanted to. Why wouldn’t he, it was obvious he was in love with me, why wouldn’t he want to infect me like him. Holy shit it was the best feeling I’d ever felt. His bare cock sliding inside of me, I never imagined the risk the danger adding so much to the feeling. The unprotected sex obviously was a huge turn on for him too, because it didn’t take him long before he was about to cum: Him: Oh fuck, I am about to go Me: Oh fuck, oh fuck. Don’t stop baby Him: here it cums Right as he started to cum, he pulled out and shot his load all over my stomach. It was so intoxicating. I had never had a rush like that before. Like playing with a loaded gun. That feeling was the greatest feeling ever! I just now get to experience the greatest sex of my life and I can’t ever do it again? I was lost, I didn’t know what to do. That’s all I could think as we laid there. Him: I’m sorry I couldn’t do that to you. Not tonight, not the night before you get married. Me: I understand Him: if you decide not to get married, we can take that step, but you need to make that decision I knew right there and there that this wasn’t over. If I got married or not, I would def play this game again. I had to have another poz cock inside of me bare. Him, the predator, someone else, anyone else, I was addicted.

Usual hunting on BBRT during working hours. I haven’t bottomed in months and felt the urge to have some cum in me. Came across a middle aged lad who was on the way home so I sent a message. Asked me to come to his, and just be ready on his bed up the stairs. He said there’s a blindfold on the bed for me and I must use it. Obliged, I douched quickly and left work for his house. Nice flat just outside Wembley in London. Walked though his flat door which was on the latch and followed my way to the dark bedroom. I stripped and put on the mask and put my arse up on the bed. Then the door creaked shut to nothing but silence and a man heathy breathing. Without saying a word to me, he took my thighs and parted them. He moaned as he wrestled to get me to move, I was a little shaken. Then before I could breath, his rock hard member tried sliding into me. I was dry, no lube and I grunted from the pain. He grabbed my thighs again, spat on my hole and then slid his cock inside me with force I’ve never felt before. I immediately pushed forward, I was so incredibly tight and it hurt! He grabbed me, grunted and said fucking take it. I arched back, he slid in with force again and just held it there with his hands on my wrist. I couldn’t move from the pain but his dick did feel good. About 5 minutes of the most intense hate fucking I’ve ever felt, he came inside me grunting. Tears running down my face, voice broken from the fuck, and I felt absolutely wrecked. I felt used. Said to get out whilst he cleans up. I just about managed to get up and walk out. Ended up with some bruising and some bleeding. But his cum dripped all the way home.

I live close to 2 major interstates and a very popular tourist spot. I know grindr gets a lot of bad reviews but for me it works out sometimes. This time of year I usually can find some horny travlers. Work was slow today so I got on and started looking. Nothing all day until I head home. I get a message from a guy asking if I'm really ok just being an anon hole. I'm like heck yeah. He says there are 3 of us. I'm like hell yeah! I'm thinking gangbang. He says no they all want to go one at a time and only 1 is gay the other 2 are just horny and curious. I tell them where I am and how to get in the garage. The first guy says he just wants me bent over and wants a hole. I hear them pull up so I bend over a work bench and he comes in. Took him a bit to get hard but he fucked good and left. Next guy comes in and pushes me to my knees so I can suck his cock. He was small but got rock hard and then bent me over. Third guy comes in and gets rough fingering and grabbing my cock. He fucked the shit out of me and then made me suck him clean. Total time was probably 10min and I got 3 loads

Part IV He withdrew his perfect cock from my ass and since he hadn’t yet cum, I dropped to my knees and grabbing his big hairy ass in my hands pulled him deep into my throat. I made love to him with my mouth and throat, my tongue sliding down over his balls as he grabbed my head to fuck my face properly. Before long he was erupting down my throat and I greedily swallowed it all down. Pulling me to my feet his hands went to cup my round muscular ass cheeks as he gazed deep into my eyes. “When’s your boyfriend back?” “Two weeks, daddy” “Good. You’ll have time to think about what you said tonight. If you decide to stay with him, fine. This has been fun. But I want you to be honest with yourself. Think about how it felt to say those things out loud to another man. How it felt to admit to something dark about yourself and to not be judged. I don’t think it is coincidence that as soon as you said those things that big dick of yours released the biggest load of cum I’ve never seen and that pussy quaked with the most powerful orgasm I think you’ve ever had. Don’t bother denying it, those squeals you let out told me all I needed to know.” I groaned as his fingers found my hole. I moved to speak but he stopped me. “Don’t say anything bitch. You don’t need to. I want you to get dressed now and go home. Don’t call me unless you dump him. And don’t cum until then. I will know. You can suck all the dick you want, get fucked all you want. But do not cum. Got it?” I nodded. Back home, a million thoughts coursed through my mind. True he was the best sex I had ever had. True I felt more myself when I was with him than I had in years. True he had awakened dark desires in me, and putting words to those and to be praised for that was an amazing feeling. But my boyfriend was kind. I was kinder when I was with him. Wasn’t a guy like me supposed to end up with a guy like him? Big alpha looking jock with the perfect body and a career and a successful hot little twink bottom with a tight ass? His ass. The thought of it used to get me rock hard but now….. nothing. In fact my mind wandered to picturing him taking my daddy’s fat cock deep up his ass with me looking on, waiting excitedly for the moment when daddy will roar as he emptied his poz load deep inside of him, followed by that possessive slap on his ass. So I guess that answers that question. Though if I think about it, it never really was a question. Over my years as a slutty single, I was most consumed by those men who saw me for what I am, as daddy does, and used me to provide as much pleasure to themselves as they could extract from my holes. And that in turn gave me pleasure. So I spent the following two weeks killing it at the gym and trying not to focus on sex too much. I wanted to be the best prize I could be for my daddy, as I didn’t know what he had in store for me that first night of my impending freedom. I became increasingly horny. And I was desperate for daddy. True to his instructions though, I did not contact him. Then, the night before my boyfriend was going to be home I went out to an old favorite bar. I was desperate and he said I could get fucked so… I threw on a jock and daddy’s fave little jean shorts with a low tank and headed out. At the bar I was, as always, ogled and groped by everyone there bold enough to try it. Little did they know I would’ve let any of them fuck me right there in the bar. One guy however did more. He approached me, smiled, slide his hand down the back of my shorts and between the hard globes of my ass to find my smooth, accommodating hole. Kissing me deeply his tongue snaked into my mouth and I returned his kiss passionately and eagerly, my hand coming to rest on his ample bulge. We chatted a bit as he played with and admired my body a bit more. He turned me around so his bulge pressed into my ass and ran his hand up my shirt to play with my nipple as he ordered a drink. I leaned back, happy to be objectified like this and made eye contact with and older guy in the corner who smirked approvingly. I winked and ran my tongue around my lips while moving a hand to the man’s ass to pull him closer Eventually he told me it was time for us to go, and he took me back to his place. I made an absolute spectacle of myself in the back of the taxi. Making out, licking and sucking on his neck and ears. I even risked rubbing my face into his crotch. He whispered into my ear “I’m going to fuck you so godamn hard as soon as we get out of this car” We entered his building, he said hello to the doorman who, I suspect, had seen this scene play out many times before. His arm around my waist we tumbled into the elevator and he was quick to tear my shorts open and let them fall to the floor. He spun me around and dove into eating my hole deeply and masterfully. It felt fucking great. It occurred to me vaguely that the security guard might be seeing this. Perhaps that was the point. But I didn’t care. It made it better. The doors opened and we practically ran to his apartment. I didn’t bother putting the shorts on. It was late. I stripped the tank off at his door and once inside he had me pressed against the wall in his foyer as he ate me out ferociously. His hand drifting to the pouch of my jock pausing his ministrations to say “mmmm boy is packing too, doesn’t matter though does it? You’re here to get fucked” “Yes sir!! Please!” “Get me naked boy” I pulled his clothing off as quickly as possible. Pulling down his underwear revealed a long and decently thick cock. Nothing like my daddy’s but it would do just fine. I grasped it and stroked it gently as we made out some more. My cock swelled tasting my ass on his mouth and I moaned pathetically into him. He chuckled and pulled me down a hallway, pushing me face down onto his bed. He had lovely silk sheets, I guess he wasn’t planning on getting laid tonight. Still in the jock I felt his legs straddling my upturned ass. Cock resting between my cheeks. He raised himself up and a moment later he was pressing into me. Ugh. Condom. I winced as he pushed further into me. Finally feeling his pubes pressing against me he started to pull out slowly. Then all the way in. My boner, however, was gone. I reached behind me for his cock. Felt the rubber and started to slip my finger beneath it. “Hoho what’re you doin’ boy?” “Please daddy take the condom off…? I wanna feel you” “Oh yea? You don’t know me” “I trust you” “You’ve got no reason to. Besides I’m not worried about you, I’m worried about me! Bound to catch something from a slut like you” “Promise I’ve got a clean bill of health!” Which was true. Last time I checked. I just… hadn’t checked in a while. Not my fault he didn’t ask when that was. “I dunno…” he trailed off But he kept fucking. And my fingers stayed between him and the condom and each time he withdrew I rolled a bit more of it off until finally… I tossed it onto the bed next to us and he continued to fuck. “Oh godamnnnn this is good pussy FUCK boy somebody trained you well.” I just moaned into the mattress “Want me to take this jock off you? Jerk that big dick of yours off while you take mine?” He reached below me to fondle my cock which by now had risen to full mast again. “No please sir… my daddy won’t let me cum” “Oh fuck that’s hot. He k ow you’re here right now?” “No sir but I’ll tell him” sending this guy got off on cheating sluts I added “he’s been using me while my boyfriend is out of town for work and gave me an ultimatum. He won’t fuck me again unless I dump him tomorrow when he comes home. I can get fucked but I can’t cum until I call him.” “Oh shit! You’re a dirty fucking boy aren’t you? Daddy got a big dick?” “Yessir” “That why you gonna leave your own boy? Dumb fag like you can’t resist a daddy with a big dick, huh?” “Mmmmm no sir no sir! Please gimme that big fuckin dick of yours! Cum deep in my pussy!!” “FUCK YOU STUPID FUCKER TAKE MY POZ LOAD UP THAT BEAUTIFUL FUCKIN ASS!!” After a few moments he pulled out of me. His load dribbling out. “You’re poz?” I asked “You’re not?” “Not yet. Daddy’s working on it though” and I turned around taking him into my mouth to clean him while he stroked my hair A smirk “Hit me up when it takes. Would love to fuck a new convert with his daddy” he put his number into my phone and sent me on my way.

Part V. And so the day came when my boyfriend returned and I needed to follow through on all of my promises. I want to say it was hard, and that I was nervous. But it wasn’t. And I wasn’t. Cutting to the chase he was sad, but not surprised. I had been pretty quiet while he was away and he had felt the growing distance. I gave him some space to grab some of his stuff from my apartment. While I was out I called daddy. My cock sprang to life instantly. I had prepped for this and I hadn’t cum in two full weeks. My balls ached. “Yes bitch?” He answered “It’s done” “Come over” “He’s still packing up I don’t-“ “Come. Over.” Figuring the bf didn’t want to see me right now anyway I went. Wearing what I had on, a threadbare t shirt and running shorts. My cock was clearly visible, I didn’t care. Inside his apartment daddy ordered me to strip, and he stood there admiring my body, even tighter than when he’d seen it last. “Damn beautiful sight boy” he said as he approached me, hands reaching back to grab my ass and pull me in for a deep kiss, which I eagerly returned. “This ass is gonna look so good once I tattoo my name on it bitch. Now suck my dick, get me wet for that pussy” I sucked him deeply. Eagerly. I could easily take him to the root each time now and he loved every second of it. He abruptly pulled me up and tossed me onto my back on his bed. Spitting on my hole he shoved his full length into me making me yelp in surprise. He spit into his hand and grabbed onto my rock hard dick, which surprised me even more. He had never touched my dick before. I groaned loudly, knowing I wouldn’t last long. “You’ve been such a good boy I’m going to do this. Don’t get used to it.” He put his thumb into my mouth for me to suck, with drew it and went to work rubbing one of my nipples. I whimpered and whined at all of this attention and it was not long before I spewed an enormous load all over myself. I shot everywhere including into my own open, drooling mouth. He scooped up my cum, dribbled some into my mouth, and the rest he slathered over his dick. He flipped me onto my hands and knees and shoved back in. “Yessss daddy use my fuckin hole, I’ve missed you so much. The poz daddy who fucked me last night is nothing compared to you!” “Got more poz cum last night?” “Yes sir, I begged him to take the condom off and then he told me he’s poz right when he was cumming in me” “Good cumdump. he know your deal? What a filthy cheating whore you are?” “Yes sir! He wants to fuck me again with you when I convert!” His thrusts became more powerful, more urgent then. Pushing my chest to the mattress he put his entire weight into the fuck. “Hell yeah bitch! That what you want? You want me to convert you?!” “Yes daddy PLEASE! I want you and your friends to use me all you want and get me fuckin pregnant!” My cock which had been soft, rose to its full 8.5”, slapping against my stomach with every thrust from daddy. I was surprised to feel an orgasm building “Oh shit please daddy don’t stop! You’re gonna make me cum please make me cum baby pleaseeee!” I whined “You got it slut!” And he picked up the pace, his sweat dripping onto my back. I cried out in ecstasy as my ass started to twitch and cum started pouring from my cock onto the bed below. Just then daddy came with a roar and collapsed onto me, both of us heaving sweaty messes.

Started chatting with a guy online who wanted to pnp while his bf was out of town. I showed up at his place and he immediately offered me his pipe. After several big hits, we got undressed and started feeling each other up. I came prelubed and soon as he was hard, I bent over and he slid inside me. He was about 7” thick and he didnt last very long. He apologized and let me take a few more hits of his pipe. I was still horny when I left, so I decided to stop by The Club. I got situated in a room and very quickly made eyes with a hot Hispanic guy. He stepped in my room and started sucking me off. He reached around and felt my lubed ass and growled when he felt it leaking. He got up and turned me around and bent me over the bed. He started reaching for a condom and I said fuck me raw. He said you cool if I am poz and I repeated fuck me raw. I thought the next thing I would feel in my ass was his dick, but it was fingers instead. He started with one and slowly started increasing the numbers. I realized quickly he was going to try to fist me. I took a big hit of poppers and decided to let this happen. I have never felt something so intense and I was oozing a ton of precum. After loosening me up, he pulled out and shoved his dick in. He began pounding me while I moanded into the pillow. After awhile he pushed me down on my stomach, he grabbed my arms and pulled them around to my back and held them there. He didnt want me to move. He slid his legs up on my side and I could instantly feel his dick poking my prostate. He said he was close and asked if I was ready for his load. I moaned yes louder than expected and the next thing I know he was unloading in me. He laid on top of me for a few minutes and then pulled out. I thought he would leave but instead I started feeling his fingers in my ass again. He asked if this was my first time attempting to get fisted and I said yes. He asked if I wanted to go to his place because he had supplies to make it easier for me. I told him I was up for it and I was ready when he was. More to come…

Sawgrass is a nudist camp just east of Tampa Florida Last April I was in the area and decided to go. You pay a fee and then you can go where you any where i laid out by the pool for a while Saw a lot of nice dicks and ass i then decided to walk along the trail. I stopped and sat on the bench A young buck came up to me and asked if i bottomed or top I said bottom and he asked if could fuck me Sure Then he said it had to be bareback okay i knelt on the bench and he dropped his shorts He had a nice 7 inch dick He spit on my hole and just went in He fucked me about 10 minutes till he said he was going to cum He also said he was not going to pull out but cum deep in me, he shot his load in a loud cry. it must have attracted others because two guys came up behind him Both fucked me raw and came in my ass After that I stood up Cum was dripping down my leg when I pulled my shorts up if you are ever in area drop by You will fuck or get fucked for sure

I finally checked Fickstutenmarkt off my bucket list as a mare last Saturday in Berlin. Having been to Laboratory's naked night on Thursdays, the event was kind of what I had expected except for the hooded part. The check-in time for mares was 5:30 - 6:30 pm. I got there shortly before 5:30 and the line was not long. Shortly after 5:30 pm, the line started moving and moved quickly. The cost was €15 and it was incredibly cheap. The cashier was very friendly asking language spoken and explaining how the event worked. He ensured everyone, especially the first timer in line was a bottom and understood the hood part. I entered the venue after paying and getting a wristband with the number 47. Immediately a guy was at the entrance handing out the red or white hood. I picked the red hood. Then, another guy gave out a large plastic bag telling the mares to go downstairs and undress. After I got naked and put all my belongings in the bag, I brought it to the coat check. The guy had all the number tags corresponding to the wristband numbers and placed the #47 tag for my bag. Then he took a black marker and wrote 47 on my arm and back. At this moment, my check-in was complete and I felt a little anxious. From that moment on, I was just a number, an object for stallions' pleasure. I did a quick tour of this venue. It was a typical club setting with a bar and an open space with some sex furniture. There was a small lounge upstairs but I was told the main level would have more action. From this point, it was just waiting for the stallions to arrive at 7 pm. Some mares have already claimed their spots. The big fuck bench area was popular and already crowded. I went to one of the bar stools at the corner and was just taking this all in. Before stallions arrived, mares were just walking around, checking out places, and getting some drinks. I thought the waiting for stallions was actually the worst part of the entire evening. Before it was about time to start, two helpers came to me. One of them asked me if it was my first time and I replied yes. He took my red hook and placed it over my head. He rolled it up to expose my nose and mouth. He then tied it around my head and made sure it was snug and tied. He told me to stay put, don't peek or take the hood off. If I needed help, just raised my hand and someone would attend to me. Before he was done, he told me "Good luck." After I was hooded, I felt vulnerable with my naked body. Although I could not see clearly, I could see movements around me. I was not sure if it was just my hood or if it was the same for red and white hoods. A few moments later, a song was playing. It was louder than normal music. I think it could be the theme song for the event. The song was pumping and almost sounded like welcoming all the pigs ready for a few hours of primal sex. After the song, the techno music played again with a slightly reduced volume. Then I could see stallions start moving around. Shortly I heard some moaning. Given that my spot was not so prime, my action didn't start right away. But I didn't have to wait too long, a stallion pushed me down to suck him. From there, it was nonstop fucking and sucking until I needed a break from being fucked by a hung guy. I raised my hand but no helper came. I told the stallion that I needed a bathroom break and he was kind to lead me to the toilet. After I refreshed myself, I was ready to go back. A helper came and asked if I was ready to go back. I said yes. He helped put on my hood and tie it. Then, he led me out to where the actions were by one of the columns in the center. Because I could still see movements, I was able to orient myself and was aware of my surroundings. From there, it was more fucking for a few good moments until I needed a break again and some water. I was not moved at all during this session. As soon as I raised my hand, a helper came right away. He led me to the stairs going down to the area where mares undressed. He told me that I could take my hood off and walk down the stairs. The undressing area was not very big and it was like a cellar. When I got there, a few mares were taking a break. As I was sitting in the lounge area and trying to cool down, a few more mares came to take a break. We started chatting and joking about how fucked we were. One of the helpers came down to smoke. I asked him how many mares and stallions were attending. He didn't give an exact number but said stallions always outnumber mares. I was actually surprised to hear that. While I was waiting and walking around, the highest number I saw on a mare was 89. So in total with the number of stallions, there were maybe 200 or more. During my break, a few decided to go back but I decided to take a longer break. I didn't know what time it was and had lost track of time. After maybe 15-20 mins break, I felt I was ready to go up one more time. I walked upstairs and told the helper I needed to use the toilet. After I was done, I waited for a helper to tie my hood and lead me to the action again. Music was loud and mixed with moaning everywhere. A few more sucking and fucking until a stallion with a thick cock came back. I think it was a repeat because I recognized the size of his cock and the feeling of his body. He was very oral. He kissed, sucked, rimmed and fucked me. We must have played for quite a while. First, I was standing next to the column. Then, the stallion moved me to one of the small cubes. I got on and he fucked me doggie. Then, he started jerking me and wanted me to feed him my cum. I was already at the point of having enough so I wanted to cum. I told him that I would jerk off and let him know when I was close to feeding him. I started jerking while he licked my nipple and fingered my loose hole. It took a while until I fed him my cum. At that point, I was spent and ready to leave. I raised my hand one last time. A helper came. He again led me to the stairs to the changing room. I took off my hood and went downstairs one last time. I collected my bag and got dressed. I walked the same stairs up fully dressed. The helper told me I could walk to the bar and settle the bill. That is when I had a brief glimpse of the whole event. It didn't look very packed to me. At least I didn't see as many mares as when it started. After I paid for the two bottles of water I had ordered, I took the receipt to the cash register by the entrance and I was checkout. When I checked the time on my phone after existing, it was 10:30 pm. I could not believe I lasted for more than 3 hours. I lost count of how many cocks I took but there was not a single load in me which I had expected anyway. Overall, I felt the atmosphere and experience are almost the same as the ones in Laboratory but I personally prefer Lab because I could have more control. A few observations: 1. I don't know how early one should arrive. I got there shortly before 5:30 and the line moved quickly. Unless you want to get a good spot, you probably should arrive early. One of the previous posts suggested picking a good spot but I am not sure if it matters too much. Although you could start with a sling or a more comfortable spot, you may lose the spot when you take a break. Wear longer socks so you could put some lube packets in case you need them. There are bowls located throughout the venue containing a single packet of condoms. Each packet also has lube. 2. The atmosphere was very friendly which I didn't expect. Being hooded and submissive to stallions may sound intimidating but all the stallions I had encountered were gentle and sensual. I guess it may be different for other mares depending on how mares interact with stallions. Some mares had harnesses so that may change the dynamic. Even the staff was very friendly and their smiling faces certainly eased the nerves. 3. While I was waiting in line, there was an older gentleman behind me. He got turned away. I don't think it was his age. When it was his turn to pay, the cashier asked him to leave. I don't understand German so I don't know what they were discussing or the reasons were. He definitely looked a bit off. 4. Will I do it again? My immediate response is no. The main reason is that getting fucked without getting loads doesn't satisfy me. If I happen to be in town when the event is scheduled, I'd be interested in attending as a stallion. I'd want to "see" the event live. I think it is a good idea to go as a stallion if you are nervous about being a mare. But of course, one doesn't get that many opportunities to first try being a stallion and then a mare. The other reason is that I am not too fond of sucking cocks that have already been in someone's ass and lubed up. Being a mare, I had to submit. 5. I am not sure how strict the rules were followed. I think the rules were more like the setup, especially for the mares. Also, I would not be surprised if stallions were playing with others. When it gets really busy, there are only a handful of helpers. I don't think they would be watching who was not following the rules. There is only one toilette where stallions and mares share. During my toilet break without my hood, I could see them and stallions could see me. 6. I agree with the other posters when one of the stallions keeps coming back and takes up all the time. It is flattering to have someone really liked you that much but it took away some fun because I think most stallions wouldn't share but only would take turns unless you are being spit-roasted.

This is so hot, yeah! I had my wildest felching experience at Lab in Berlin last summer. It was late, so a lot of the guys had started to let into the urge to cum. So a lot of cum around on cocks and in holes. I was laying at a table beside my friend, both getting fucked continually. When guys came inside us, we took turns sitting on the others face, pushing out. Then we shared it with each other and the top if he wanted. A croud gathered around us in the dim lights, and guys joined in, breeding, cummin ginto our mouths or joining the cum kisses. This was going on for quite some time - it was insanely hot!

Part III Daddy had been breeding me regularly for a month now and I had never been more fulfilled. Our sex was at times hard and dominating and at times tender and slow. Either way, I was fulfilled knowing the pleasure my body was giving this sexy bear of a man and that I was satisfying his needs. Whatever they were at that moment. I came to crave that little smack on my ass when he was done. Appreciation for a job well done. Since that first time though, I had yet to cum again. At times, that denial felt deliberate. A deep and hard fuck from behind - his cock slamming into my second hole eliciting higher and higher pitched sounds from my gaping mouth - would end suddenly with his climax and ahead of my own. I can’t lie. This denial was an amazing aphrodisiac. It had me crawling back nearly every night hoping he would finally let me finish. And each night another disappointment had me racing back home so I could fuck his load deeper into me with my favorite 10” dildo (affectionately called Mr. Big) while I jerked myself off. Then there was that one special night. The night I made a decision that would change my life forever. We were on his bed, I was straddling him reverse cowgirl slowly but deliberately fucking myself, luxuriating in the pleasure. His hands holding onto my waist to make sure I got all the right angles for him. “I’ve been talking to my friends about you. They’re very jealous of me and want to meet you. I think you’d like them.” He said. His grip tightening on my waist a bit. “I’m sure I would daddy! If they’re anything like you though I might not be able to control myself…” unsure if he wanted to share me, it was a risk. I had been seeing him exclusively. Sitting up and kissing my neck “Oh I wouldn’t expect you to baby. I know what you are. What you need” “Mmmph yes daddyyy” I whined as I ground my ass back into him. He picked us up and walked us over to his kitchen counter. Feet spread, my hands bracing against the counter he entered me from behind. I gasped as he brought a hand to my hip to pull me even deeper back onto him. His other hand went up to my throat. A little pressure. My dick got harder. A few more of those exceptionally long, hard, deep thrusts and daddy had fucked all the bass out of my voice as I devolved into a screaming begging mess. I could feel an orgasm coming and I was desperate. For the first time I showed him how desperate. “Pllleeeaaaaase daddy PLEASE fuck me hard it feels so fucking good! You’re the best I’ve ever had daddy please don’t stop you’re gonna make me cum!!!” “What do you need?” “I need your cock. Your cum. I need to cum with you inside me please!!” “Why my cock?” “Because you’re so big and such a MAN” “I’m gonna share you with my friends, they’re like me. And I can’t vouch for whether they’re undetectable or not” “I don’t give a shit poz me if you want I’m yours!!” “You’re gonna need to dump that boyfriend when he gets home. I don’t share” “FUCK HIM” “Good girl” I shuddered at that. And as he snaked his fingers from my throat into my mouth his pace quickened and as I sucked on his big manly fingers I finally came all over his floor. My dick bigger and harder than it had ever been, my ass reduced to a sloppy quivering pussy.

Part II Fuck. I lay there for a moment panting, covered in cum, contemplating what I had done. What my abject lust had compelled me to do. I had crossed a line. But no time to think about that now. Daddy pulled his softening dick from my ass and pointed to it expectantly. I was on my knees again in a flash taking it into my mouth. Licking up and down the shaft, around his balls, being sure to clean every centimeter. “Good boy” he said I stood, looking deep into his eyes. He wasn’t cold, per se, but he looked at me in a detached way. As a piece of property or plaything. Not a person, but a thing. I didn’t hate that. He gave me a light slap on my ass, “it’s good to see you. You’re even better than I remember. Come back anytime but before you do, get a full body wax. Leave some above your dick.” And with that he grabbed a pen and wrote his number on my forearm, winked, and went into the bathroom. My dick swelled at this. I heard the water turn on and I took that as my cue to get dressed and make myself scarce. Of course I couldn’t get him out of my head. Honestly I didn’t try all that hard. I kept reaching between my legs to play with my sloppy and leaking hole. I missed that feeling. Very few men I had been with made me feel as good as he did. He wasn’t rough, but he was assertive. He made me feel his dominance and as a 6’2” hung muscular jock I… didn’t get to feel that way often. I hadn’t realized before my relationship how much I craved that, and now that I had it back…. I didn’t want to give it up. Risks and all. I was ready. So it was that I booked an appointment at a spa for the next day. Full body wax with a trimmed landing strip above my dick. As ordered. I looked fucking good. I preened in the mirror, admiring my smooth muscles and tight pink hole. I texted daddy. “Ready when you are, sir” “Pic” I sent him a pic. “Tonight. Wear those slutty shorts and a tank” A few hours later he was pulling me into his apartment. He had answered the door naked which got me immediately boned up. He noticed, grabbing my dick through my shorts “Such a big pretty dick you’ve got. Too bad really, it’s confused you for so long. Let you believe you could or should be topping but we know the truth don’t we?” I nodded. “We might need to do something about this then huh? Maybe lock you up? Would you like that?” “If you want me to, daddy. What I want doesn’t matter” “Oh sure it does baby, we need you feeling good and horned up for daddy at all times!” He squeezed. I whimpered. “We’ve got time to figure out what you need. For now, we’ll let it hang but ain’t nobody gonna be touching it got that? you cum hands free or you don’t cum in front of me” “Yes sir” He sat down on an armchair in the corner and spread his legs wide. His massive cock standing straight up like a monument to sex. My mouth watered. My hole quivered. I knelt between his legs and got to work slobbering on my daddy’s cock. Remembering what he said the last time, no lube and no poppers I let my saliva flow freely. My tongue slathered him everywhere. Balls, taint, asshole. I was loving eating him out, it felt so right to worship every inch of him like this. “Strip” he barked. I stood and did as I was told. “Beautiful.” He murmured as he ran a hand from my pec down my stomach, fingers grazing the little landing strip but stopping short of my dick. “Ride it” he shifted in the seat to allow me access and I straddled him placing his dripping cock at my entrance. Slowly I eased down. Painfully he stretched me, but I had prepped a bit so I was ready. He smiled when my taint came to rest on his pubes, my dick resting on his belly. I smiled back and slowly started to pleasure him. Rocking my hips, lifting up a bit and back down. Deeply fucking myself on him. His hands explored my body deliberately and possessively. I gasped as he pinched one nipple, then the next. I’ve never been much for nipple play but with him, I was a soft mound of clay to be molded to his desire. I leaned back, hands on his legs to stabilize, and threw my head back as I started to bounce harder and faster, his fingers never letting up on my tits. His perfect cock hitting every pleasure center I had and I could feel an orgasm rising. I desperately hoped to cum, but sensing my climax daddy pulled my face to his, slowing our fuck. “Not so fast baby, make your daddy cum first” I whined in disappointment but got to work. Remembering he liked his tits and ears played with I leaned down to lick around his ear. My hand went to his nipples, first tracing around them and then lightly rolling them between my fingers. Flicking them occasionally. I moved my knees up so they were on either side of his body between him and the chair so I could raise myself all the way up pausing with his head just inside my ass, and slam back down to the balls. It was intense for me, but I timed it so I was getting his ear and nips and the long stroking all together. He grunted in pleasure. He was close. Soon he had his hands on my hips and was thrusting hard and fast up into me. His breathing erratic and heavy. I doubled my efforts on his nips and squeezed my loosening cunt on his dick and he erupted with a howl deep inside of me. We stayed connected like that for a minute. His fingertips caressing my back, my head resting against his. Then that little smack on my ass. “Good boy.” I knew what was expected now. I slowly stood up, his heavy cock slipping out of me. Back on my knees I started with the pool of precum I left on his soft belly, licking down to his balls, up his shaft, carefully swallowing his cock down to the root. I stood up. Not sure if he’d follow through on the no cumming unless it’s hands free bit but he just looked at me with that same detached but lustful way, “till next time bitch.”

Father’s day surprise Daniel at 19 years old, 5’10” tall with sandy brown hair and green eyes, athletic, smart and what most would consider very good looking, he was a son that would make any dad proud. He had done drama productions in the fall and played baseball in the spring, throughout his high school years, girls and guys would swoon when he entered a room, and he seemed inseparable from his best friend and partner in crime, Mike I’m Eric, believe it or not I’m only 35, with a hot 19year old son who now lives with me, doing the math, I was 16 when Daniel was born, a near virginal birth, you see I never had sex as a youth, unless you count masturbation. That pissed off my girlfriend (beard) at the time, as she was always trying to get me to do her, but she just didn’t get a rise from me. She somehow managed to steal my semen and impregnate herself. Karen was a bitchy cheerleader and wanted my baby, after all, I was captain of the football team, straight “A” student taking AP classes, 6’1 150# dishwater blonde hair and the ultimate catch for her. She managed to make it through the semester then disappeared during the summer returning with an adorable baby boy in the fall, DNA test proved Daniel to be of my linage, which bolstered my reputation, one which I did not deserve, I might add, and made me even more popular, and allowing me to stay in the closet. I experimented a little in gay sex in college, determining I really liked guys but I still refused to come out, preferring casual hook ups, always safe, and occasional fuck buds, usually in other towns as I traveled a lot after college getting my business up and running. When Daniel was 10, Karen sent him to live with me, as she could no longer handle his behavior, or the pranks that he and Mike would pull. I had built up a successful business by then and could give Daniel a good home life, whereas Karen had fallen in with the wrong crowd and I suspect CPS was soon to intervene anyway. Having this precocious little 10 year old put a cramp in my sex life but I loved him, and was willing to sacrifice my pleasures to make sure he was taken care of. Although I did manage to find hookups when Daniel was in school, and when he would spend the night over at Mike’s and when I would go away on business trips the local baths played host to my sexual desires, and there was always the internet. At 13 Daniel came to me and confessed he liked boys more than girls. We had a chat about it and he promised me he would abstain from physical sexual contact till he meet the right guy or 18 which ever came first, I chuckled at that and we were happy to know he felt comfortable with his sexual identity. Mike and Daniel were neighbors and classmates from third grade on, Mike’s parents moving to my side of town when he was around 10, our town being a small rural community it didn’t change what schools either r boy attended and they remained stuck like glue, though I had to reel them in on the pranks to maintain their good citizenship in the community. They both went out for the same plays and sports teams, Mike seemed to be over at our place as much as he was at his own. Mike was a hot stud just like Daniel at 6’2”175# of solid muscle, he too was 19 and athletic and smart. This story started with Mike about a year ago when he asked me to help him plan a birthday party for Daniel’s 18th birthday, what I didn’t know at the time was his plans for what would become the birthday party then the lockdown birthday bash. The party was scheduled just a couple weeks into the fall semester of the local community college, guest started arriving around 4:30 a mixed crowd of late teen guys and gals, we mingled for a couple hours had appetizers and beverages appropriate for the age range had cake and sang happy birthday to Daniel, opened a few presents then the crowd started to thin, I noticed it was mostly hot guys sticking around, and a few late arrivals, I told Danny and Mike I was bushed and headed up to my room, I could still hear the small remaining crowd downstairs as I relaxed on my bed slowly drifting into a sleepy nap. I had stripped to a tank top and basketball shorts commando as usual as I lay on top of the covers drifting in and out. About a half hour later I felt a weight get on the bed then a pair of hands wraparound me, a pair of lips met mine and began kissing me, my cock began stiffening as a second pair reached under the flimsy material and began stroking my cock. As I opened my eyes to find Mike kissing me, a pair of lips engulfed my throbbing penis, I glanced down to see Daniel with half my cock in his mouth, working it expertly, Mike continued to work my nipples beneath the tank before lifting it over my head as Daniel pulled my shorts down so he could have better access to the jewel that produced him. I looked around and the perimeter of the room was filled with hot young men, bare ass naked watching my boy and his best friend seduce me, many were wanking, others were making out. Daniel began licking my balls and his finger found my manhole and began caressing it, Mike worked down my chest past my nipples realigning his body so I was face to face with his junk I had never even entertained the idea of having sex with my son, his friends maybe, but I thought I had kept that pretty much to myself and the internet porn I watched and here I was presented with the opportunity to suck my sons best friend while he worked my cock and hole. While his friends watched was kinky in my mind, Daniel was beginning to rim my hole as Mike started sucking my cock, it felt like I was dreaming as the over stimulation of my neither regions took over my rational thought. Daniel and mike started making out around my now rigid cock, the Mike scooted up and presented his cock for me to suck as Daniel straddled my torso lowering himself down onto my cock “Daddy you told me to save myself for the right guy, so both Mike and I want you to take our cherries tonight in front of all these witnesses” With that he pressed his virgin ass down onto my cock, taking in my fat mushroom head, his eyes bulged out at the initial shock of pain and tears formed at the corners, he lifted off my cock as a drop of precum dribbled out, I grabbed some lube from the nightstand and handed it to Daniel who applied it to his hole then slid back onto my cock, stretching him wider as he took another inch into his boycunt. He slowly edged himself down my 9 inch shaft, impaling himself on his father’s rock hard cock. I was deep throating Mike as Daniel began riding my cock, I was meeting his downward slides with an upward thrust, fucking into my son as deep as I could go. After about a half hour I blasted my load into my son’s raw hole, somewhat of a first for me as I almost always played safe. Daniel whispered in my ear ”Dad, now that you’ve bred me, can you breed my boyfriend?” With that he pulled off of me and Mike slid down my still hardened phallus. Daniel bending over to let Mike rim his cummy ass. The evening progressed from there to an all-out orgy, the others in the room moving in to join in on the sex. I must have took at least a half dozen loads that night and my boy took just as many, along with his best friend/boyfriend. The others started getting dressed and drifting away around 3 in the morning as my son and Mike cuddled up to me, no longer a need to hide my sexual activities from Daniel, since it was evident that he and Mike would becoming a staple in my activities. I had almost always played safe up until that night with the boys, the exceptions generally with regular fuck buds who I knew to be neg. at the time. While I fantasied about hot bare sex, I was just too scared to take the risk. That all changed after Daniel’s 18th birthday party/orgy, call me a convert but I realized I liked feeling raw cock in my ass as well as sliding my bare tool in some hot stud. I soon set up accounts on BBRT and other bareback sites and soon found I had developed a kinky side, somehow finding my way to breeding zone. It took about six months or so and I started fantasizing about chasing the bug and stopped asking status of the guys I hooked up with, while Daniel and Mike were away. Mike moved in to Daniels room about two months after his birthday party and they would routinely end up sleeping in my bed, with many mornings waking to find them taking turns on my rod as I lay in that state between sleep and being awake, vying to see who could end up with my seed. Not sure but I think they would hack into my computer and spy on dear old dad and his proclivities. Over the next year while they attended community college we would throw sex parties and we would all end up filled with cum. I got to know some of their close friends biblically and almost never ran out of young bucks to fuck and fill with my baby batter, or take their young meat into my holes. One such party was last night, Saturday before Father’s day, it started out as a barbecue with some friends on the deck and soon I was deeply impaled on my son’s cock, followed by Mike’s impressive tool, then about five of their friends filled me up, before allowing me to slide into a hot new blonde twink boy, that they had just met a few weeks ago at school. He was tight, claimed he mostly topped, which I can understand with a 10 inch cock hanging between his legs, he was a moaner when getting plowed and quite vocal when plowing a hole, I think I even heard him proclaim “Take my dirty seed” to one hot red head he was plowing. That just got my juices flowing faster as I pounded his boycunt. I later learned he was just 18 and just a freshmen at the local university. I fucked him for a good 10 minutes before I felt that familiar tingle in my balls and soon filled his guts with my seed, clenching my ass cheeks tightly together to keep my own loads from leaking out. As I blasted his hole I started to remember he was one of the guys who had filled me earlier, I blasted a couple more squirts before pulling out and he swung around and cleaned off my tool then kissed me passionately, winking back as he walked away, later that evening as the boys cuddled with me under the stars, they asked if I had, had fun, I replied yes, and as the final guest left we all cuddled into bed. I awoke late and wandered down to the kitchen, a note was on the table which read "Hey, Dad. Mike and I are heading to the lake for some fun. Feel free to come out and join us. We’ll be at the north beach area. You know where. BTW, Happy Father’s day." Clipped to the note were two pieces of paper, HIV test slips, both about nine months old, one with Danny’s results, and one with Mike's results. Both were poz.

“Oh GOD I’ve missed this cock daddy!!” I wailed as my top relentlessly hammered into my ass. Flat on my back he held my ankles and spread my legs wide, I groaned and held onto his ass with one hand and stroked his chest with the other. I played with with nipple and traced my fingers down his powerful body, coming to rest on the biohazard tattoo on his hip. He smirked and spit into my open mouth. I swallowed greedily. “Yea that’s right baby, take that big poz cock, you like that? Better than your boyfriend’s?” My own big dick got painfully hard at this, but nobody moved to touch it. My dick didn’t matter tonight. I wondered briefly if it ever would again. “Fuck yes daddy poz my ass!! It was the first time I had said this. It was a long time coming. We had met years earlier on Grindr. He was poz, I was on PrEP, we fucked a bunch and it was always amazing. I was twinkier then. Slender and toned with a thick 8.5” dick and a tight ass both of which got me lots and lots of attention. I was immediately attracted to him, 10 years older than me and my height but had about 50 pounds on me. He had thick muscled arms and legs, a big chest, and a bit of a gut. A man who liked to workout and eat. My kind of man. Of course what really got my attention was his 9” dick - long and straight and perfectly thick. I was taking a lot of dick back then so I could take him no problem, for me, that was boyfriend dick. We used condoms at first, his choice. Then one night he asked me if I prefer it bare. Without thinking I said yes. He slid into me raw and we never looked back. He fucked me regularly for 3 months. I was vers but he never showed an interest in bottoming and I never wanted to top him. I loved his dick too much. Then the unthinkable happened, unthinkable to me anyway. I met a boy. We fell in love. And within a few weeks I went from being sluttiest guy any of my friends knew to being a one man man. My boyfriend is adorable. A tight bodied little blond twink with perfectly proportioned muscles and an entirely adequate dick. Not that he used it much. He was a total bottom. And we were happy for a long while! But 5 years on and my gaze was starting to wander. I hadn’t been fucked since the last time poz daddy dropped a load up me, and I was getting the itch. At 29 my body had changed a bit. More of a twunk now, I spend a lot of time at the gym. Firm pecs, a flat stomach, round tight ass, powerful legs and arms. I have a little chest hair and light dusting around my hole. My boyfriend worked in finance and was getting pretty senior. He came home one night and said that he’s been asked to set up a new satelite office. In Singapore. He would be gone four months. I wish I could say I didn’t immediately start thinking about getting fucked but. I did. Life continued on as normal for the next few weeks as he got ready to go. Tearful goodbyes and plans made for visiting and FaceTiming, and he was off. I would miss him, of course, but I couldn’t wait to get back to my old ways. Were we in an open relationship? Not exactly. We left it vague as to what we were allowed to do. Something of a don’t ask don’t tell policy which is definitely a recipe for disaster but…. I did not care. I was too horny. By the time he was in the air, the apps were on my phone and I had douched for the first time in five years. I had the first halfway decent looking guy with a halfway decent dick at my apartment within 30 minutes of logging in and was screaming as I came all over my abs with his cock pumping his own orgasm into the condom deep in my ass 10 minutes after that. I was happy. I wanted more. I felt guilty. I wanted more. Complex feelings made the sex better. The next day was another. And another after that. The guilt lessened. The following weekend I was at the gym in my normal getup. Jock under some booty shorts and a little tank top. I had take to going to the gym cleaned out just in case. I was stretching after my last set in a corner when I felt a hand on the small of my back and a deep voice at my ear… ”You look good, bitch.” My dick swelled. I turned. It was poz daddy. I hadn’t seen him since our last fuck, not even around the neighborhood. “Holy shit!” I beamed at him. My cock became rock hard and very visible in my tiny shorts. He looked much the same. Bigger than I remember. He had put on some more muscle but his gut had grown a bit too. I didn’t mind one fucking bit. “Been living in SF for a while. Just moved back. You still got my number?” ”Ah no sir…. I don’t” ”Doesn’t matter. You free tonight? I need back in that pussy of yours” ”I’m free now” ”Damn right you are. Let’s go shower” We walked to the locker room. My locker was across the aisle from his. I stripped deliberately. Slowly. Angled so he had full view of my ass as I slipped my shorts down over the hard muscle. My cock was hard the entire time. I grabbed a towel to hide it on my way to the shower but he appeared at my shoulder. ”no. Walk to the shower naked. Show yourself off. Show all these boys what a prime piece of jock pussy you are.” So with a chubby dick I sauntered to the shower. My daddy right behind me. I chose a stall in the back. He glanced over his shoulder at some twink and winked as he opened the door and followed me in. It’s a gay gym, so this type of thing is not uncommon but to do it so blatantly after parading me through the room and in the middle of the day…. I was horned up beyond belief. I went to kiss him but he stopped me. “Not yet slut. soap up. I wanna watch you” So I did. Putting on a bit of a show. My dick fully hard, as was his. My mouth aching to suck him. My hole twitching, remembering how good he felt inside me. “Good boy. Rinse off and meet outside.” He left. I waited. Turning the water to freezing to get my dick to go down. I got dressed. Little denim shorts and tank. I could feel the eyes on me. Outside he grabbed my hand and we silently walked the few blocks to his place like we were boyfriends. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. His apartment was on the top floor of a townhouse. Studio. Messy. Dark. None of which mattered. Once inside he turned to me like a cat who had just caught a bird. His big hands grabbed my ass and pulled me close. His belly pressing to my flat, hard stomach. “Been a long time boy. Whatchu been up to?” His lips grazed my ear as he almost whispered to me. Shivers went down my spine. “ahhh. Boyfriend” I managed ”still with him?” ”yes. Out of town” ”mmmmm naughty boy. Daddy likes that. Still on PrEP?” ”no sir” ”and yet you’re here with me?” “Yes sir” I gasped, as his hand squeezed tighter ”so me how much you missed me, baby” And with that I had my clothes off in an instant and dropped to my knees. I nuzzled his crotch, receiving an appreciative groan from daddy. I undid his pants and fished his magnificent fully hard perfect cock out and engulfed it in my eager mouth. I was out of practice and I choked and sputtered but he seemed to like that even more as his hands found my head and started to take control. After a few minutes I pulled off to catch my breath and grazed up at him lustily as I tongue bathed his shaft and balls. I wanted more. I wanted all of him. My hands reached up to his waistband and pulled his pants further down so I could have better access. My tongue snaked all around his big, heavy balls down to his taint. I swiveled my body around, hands reaching to his ass and pulled apart his cheeks. He let out a surprised groan as my traced a circle around his hole eventually plunging in as deep as I could. I ate his ass hungrily, something I never did with my tops. But I wanted everything his body had to offer. I wanted to please him. And suddenly he pulled me up, looked into my eyes, and tossed me on the bed like a ragdoll. I wanted to kiss him. I tried. But he kept far enough away, smirking all the while. He stripped his shirt off and I saw for the first time in 5 years his massive chest and big belly with that familiar biohazard tat above his hip. His pants still bunched at his feet he moved the one step to meet me on the bed. My legs parted. My cock bounced, my hole winked in anticipation. Climbing between my legs his cock dropped and hovered right outside my hole. ”You want it?” ”Pleeeaaase I whined” He started to push into me. I gasped. ”Tighter than you used to be, bitch!” ”Been topping” ”Big top man turns into a greedy little bottom fag as soon as he sees his daddy, eh?” I nodded. “That’s hot, baby boy.” Feeling the resistance he grabbed some lube and poppers from the nightstand “Here. You get this today only.” I was grateful. He squirted lube into my hand “Put it on me” I did feeling his massive length and getting even more turned on. I fed his cock back into me and groaned as he rested there just the head inside as he uncapped the poppers and fed them to me. My head swimming from the chemicals, hole relaxing he pressed on. With agonizing and tantalizing slowness he bottomed out in me, his pubes pressed against me and I cried out in a mixture of pain and bliss as my re-Virginized hole was stretched. He grinded around deep inside me as I panted and grasped at his back. “Ready boy?” ”Fuck yes sir!!” ”Gonna let me cum in you?” I hesitated, “I’m not on-“ ”Pretty sure I’m undetectable. So you’re good.” I relaxed And so he began Slowly at first. Making me feel each and every inch as he slowly withdrew his dick to the tip and plunged it equally slowly back in. He had me to riled up before long I was pulling him back into me harder and faster, desperate for more of his perfect dick. It hurt, but I didn’t care . I was a man possessed. And so was he. After a few minutes he pulled all the way out of me and stood back to admire my sweaty body with my newly gaping pussy. Not wanting to be without him inside me for too long I jumped up and was back on my knees in front of him, sinking my mouth down his dick, so horny and popped up now I felt his cock slip into my throat and he groaned loudly as my forehead came to rest on his belly and my nose in his pubes. He fucked my throat a bit before he threw me back on the bed, spread my legs wide and plunged back into me. I cried out in pain and pleasure as he pummeled me so deeply. ”Yeah baby take that big poz cock, you like that? Better than your boyfriend’s?” ”Fuck yeah daddy poz my ass!” I had no idea where it came from but he loved that, and before long he was cumming deep inside of me as I grabbed onto his ass holding him deep inside as he and I quivered together. My muscles flexing. My dick harder than it’s been in years leaked all over my tight abs. Only then did he kiss me. Only then, did I cum.

Had a fun weekend I started out hosting two leather breeders- blindfolded & fucked for hours before horse hung top pounded My hole inspired my invite to a BBC top who's girth is over 8" after I successfully took it balls deep he complemented my loose hole and I must say it was a turn on

Ugh, it’s been a while. Work and life and all that stuff caught up with me. But here’s a new chapter! Short summary of people being mentioned: Eddie: Doctor at the clinic Matt: His nurse Anthony: Cute guy in waiting room that was called just before me. ------------------------------- I pulled my pants up and covered up the cum stained black t-shirt with my zipper-hoodie, then put on my jacket. I spoke for a while with the guys while they were cleaning up the exam room. Eddie even opened a window to air out the stench of sex in there. They were both new at the clinic having started just after new year’s. Eddie was 31 and had just got his degree while Matt, 23, was still studying to become a nurse. Matt had walked in on Eddie as Eddie was furiously masturbating while reading journals containing the raunchy detailed accounts of how HIV patients had contracted the virus, and of course they hit it off immediately since Matt was a chaser and Eddie unmedicated poz. They were fucking several times per day and having access to high viral load blood samples at the clinic meant that of course it didn’t take long until Matt was converting. Right now, his viral load was peaking, before his body would be accustomed and able to fight off some of it. They had been talking about how hot it would be to gift patients at the clinic, and I was apparently their first recipient. I informed them that they had to recuperate until I came back in the evening with my husband. I thanked them for their generosity and stepped out of the exam room into the hallway. As I closed the door behind me, the door on the opposite side of the corridor opened and out stepped Anthony, looking very upset. His eyes were red, and it was clear that he had been crying. He looked at me, then quickly looked away and started rushing towards the exit. I guess he wasn’t as happy with his doctor as I was with mine. Outside the hospital was a small park, and as I crossed it, I saw Anthony sitting on a bench, hunched over with his face resting in his palms. I walked over to him and sat down next to him. - “Are you OK sweetie?”, I said in a soft voice. - “NO!”, he said and turned to me and threw his arms around me, sobbing. I hugged him back and just held him for a while. - “Guess you didn’t get the results you were hoping for in there?” - “No… Well… Yes… But no…”, he paused for a minute and then looked at me. - “It turns out I’m poz.”, he said. - “Oh, congr*COUGH COUGH*”, I stopped myself, hoping he didn’t catch what I was about to say. “Sorry to hear that.”, I corrected myself. - “No, you were right the first time, congratulations are in order, it’s just… this wasn’t the way I wanted it to happen.” - “Wow, ok! Now, just to make things clear; I’m a fellow chaser, so feel free to say anything, no judgement from me babe! I’m sitting here with two unmedicated poz loads in my neg ass, so really; NO judgement!”, I said, surprising myself with how open and blunt I was. I’m usually shy and mostly keep my twisted mind to myself, or the occasional online contact. Anthony looked up at me with a grin and started laughing. - “I fucking knew it! I saw it on you in the waiting room, that’s why I started the app, because I wanted to check out your profile, but you weren’t nearby. Then when you tapped me I saw it, and how you’re a bareback bottom, and I knew.”. Anthony wiped a tear from the corner of his eye and continued. - “Wait… What? You got two loads in your ass, and you just came from the clinic? That’s fucking nasty, going to the clinic right after you’ve been bred.”. He laughed. - “Uhm… Not exactly. I didn’t have them in me when I came to the clinic…”. I flashed him a devilish smile. - “NO! You got fucked by the doctor?! FUCK!” - “And the nurse…”, I said, as I opened up my hoodie and showed him the cum that was all over my t-shirt. - “FUCK!”, he looked at me in awe. I just smiled back at him. - “So, congratulations on your poz result, now what’s with the tears?”, I asked. - “I had this whole thing planned in my head. I’m a total top, and I have a bottom boyfriend who is a chaser and we’ve been talking about opening our relation and both of us becoming poz and live out our sluttiness as we desire. The plan was that I was going to get one extramarital freebie and meet up with a poz top for whom I would bottom for once just to get infected, then have a ritualized breeding of my boyfriend as I asked him to marry me, and then we’d open up the relationship and fuck around as much as possible. But apparently the little fucker has been cheating on me and beat me to it by infecting me without me knowing it. I had my suspicions, and now they’re confirmed. I wouldn’t have cared as much if we had an open relation already, but he wouldn’t have it, not until we were poz…” - “Oh… I had something similar with my ex, not that any of us were chasing, quite the opposite, but he was apparently cheating on me a lot. I offered to open our relationship so he could fuck around without being unfaithful, but he couldn’t stand the thought of me fucking someone else. I broke up with him after he cheated on me while I was on a funeral for a family member, that was just going way too far. And two months later he was poz… The fucker…” - “What the hell is wrong with people?” - “Exactly… Better to be sluts and fuck around from the beginning, like me and my husband!” - “Oh yeah? You’re married? Is he poz?” - “Nope… Not yet anyway. Not sure if he’ll stay neg after his visit to the clinic later this afternoon, he’ll be meeting the same doctor that I met.”, I said and laughed. - “So… Can I fuck you? And him? I’ve got a potent poz cock here, apparently.”, Antony said and grabbed his cock through his pants and shook it. - “Fuck yes you can! You’re cute as hell! I’ve already tapped you on the gay app! But… we’ve both got some kind of STI, that’s why we’re visiting the clinic…” - “So do I, HIV wasn’t the only thing he gave me, so I’m already being treated for those and can’t really get anything else. And I’m sure your doctor wouldn’t mind if your husband comes pre-lubed with cum to his appointment.” - “Oh, he’d like that, for sure. Nasty guy that one, so fucking hot.” I picked up my phone and sent a text to my husband: “Clean out and apply numbing cream to your sore hole, I’m bringing a surprise home for you. I’ll be home in 30 minutes! Love you!” Anthony and I got on the subway back to my place. It was the middle of the day so it was really crowded, and we ended up standing very close to each other, talking about this and that, nothing dirty since people would be listening. Or maybe they wouldn’t since the whole world is occupied by mobile zombies these days. Noones paying attention to anything anymore. I “accidentally” rubbed the back of my hand against his crotch and felt something stir inside the fabric of his jeans, so I kept rubbing while looking into his eyes and seeing him smile more and more, even closing his eyes and moaning softly once in a while, especially when the driver hit the brakes at the next stop, and my hand was pushed harder onto his growing cock. I grabbed it more intentionally and squeezed what I could feel was a very long cock, and soon I feet a wet spot starting to form on the front of his pants. I whispered into his ear: “Lots of pre-cum, huh?”. “It’s like Manneken Pis down there. Except the dick is bigger.”, he replied with a smile. My mind wandered off to the world-famous bronze fountain sculpture in Brussels, Belgium, that I had seen so many times on my travels there, imagining what it would be like to meet a guy who leaked as much pre-cum as that little boy was pissing water. It would be heaven. Especially if it was poz pre-cum. The subway arrived at my stop in the rural parts of the town, and we got off. The train left the platform, and we were all alone, so I got down on my knees and shoved my face into his crotch and sucked the wet spot. I could taste the salty pre-cum, combined with the taste of cotton and a hint of detergent. I playfully bit his cock and growled like a horny, somewhat camp, lion, then stood up, took his hand and pulled him towards the escalators. As we exited the station, I caught the eye of the guy in the ticket booth who smiled at us, and just then I realized that the platforms are, of course, monitored with cameras. He’d seen me suck his bulge. I smiled back and winked and continued towards the exit. Just past the doors I stopped in my step and told Anthony to wait there as I ran back towards the ticket booth. I leaned into the hatch and said: - “How much did you see, and did you like it?” The guy in the booth just looked at me, then stood up and showed me that under the desk he had his cock out and was jerking off. He stepped to the door and unlatched it and let me in. I immediately got on my knees and took his cock in my mouth, and I only got to suck it for three seconds until he blasted a huge load in my mouth. I saved the entire load and was careful not to swallow it, which made it hard to talk, but I saw a piece of paper and a pen on his desk, so I just wrote “THANKS!” and my phone number, then smiled at him and went back to Anthony who was waiting outside. He looked at me with a surprised look on his face, I must’ve looked quite stupid as I stood there with a smile on my face, my mouth clamped shut around a mouthful of something. I grabbed Anthony’s neck and pulled him in for a kiss. As his tongue entered and dipped into the pool of cum in my mouth he moaned and stuck his tongue deeper into me, scooping out the load. He sucked it out of my mouth, then spit half of it back and pulled away from me, swallowing every drop he had. I did the same. - “How the hell did you get that? You’re just a fucking magnet for loads, aren’t you?” - “Trade secret. Professional slut here.”, I said, flashing him cheeky smile and wiping a drop of cum from the corner of my mouth. Anthony laughed as I wandered off towards my apartment.

Mike knew Jeff was up to something but for the life of him he could not tell what Jeff had told him why Michael avoided sex with him and the aching loneliness he sensed in the boy Jeff and he had been married just after Jeff's 18the birthday, Mike had fucked and pozzed him that same day, Actually falling in love took a bit longer but over a decade later Mike didn’t know how he would survive without his Jeff and he never wanted tp find out Mike didn’t know what Jeff had decided on a trip to Mike's home town. “The anniversary pf out 2nd wedding is coming” seemed a little thin. Their first wedding had been a rushed thing. A year later they had done the church and family wedding thing in his home town but this would be the first time they had visited since. Besides, indulging Jeff was one of his favorite pastimes. Jeff wanted them in his home town and was insistent that his Son Michael had to come with them. Mike didn’t really mind. It would be good to see Luke, his wife and the kids again The kids were his godchildren and the youngest of them must be 18 by now. “Time really flies” Mike though with a rueful smile Michael was all for it. He wanted to see the place his Dad had grown up, He also wanted to meet Luke, the man his Dad had written “You never knew” about. Dad had won his first Grammyphone award for that song. Luke had been his Dad’s childhood best friend and Dad had loved him without hope because he was straight. The two now had a platonic but loving relationship and Luke regularly held Mike in his arms for hours when the two were together. Luke was a special man who knew you could love without sex. His wife fully supported him because she knew Mike was not a threat Boy One wanted to meet this Luke too, The man did not have the Angel Strain of HIV and he knew he could take control of him. He could MAKE Luke love him. He didn’t care that he would be breaking up a marriage and probably end the friendship between Mike and Luke. He didn’t care that Luke was more than 20 years his senior. All he cared about was that this someone he could finally love and make his own He would have to be subtle but he knew he could pull it off. Mike was surprised by the number of medical clinics in his hometown as they rode through on their way to their hotel. Then he remembered that Hank and Buzz had pozzed most of the male population of the town between 20 and 40 the week if his wedding here. It must have spread far and wide since then Once again Jeff had brought the extended family and rented out the entire 45 room resort. They didn't need that many rooms but this was the only lodging for 70 miles and ot kept the tabloid reporters away doing it this way. Luke met them at the resort and as he always did now, wrapped Mike in his arms and sat holding him. For Mike it was one of the best feelings in the world. His wife and kids were visiting her mom in a nearby town and would be back tomorrow. Michael had been introduced tp this man who, looked every bit as good as Mike did for being in his mid 40s. he was tall, blond and hairy. Fit without being overly muscular and had a great ass in his jeans Mike explained who and what Michael was and insisted that the boy was his Son. Luke looked at Michael with compassion and saw the longing Mike missed in his eyes Luke whispered something in Mike’s ear and Mike smiled and stood “Come here Michael” Luke said spreading his arms Michael shyly approached and with a nod from his Dad sat in front of Luke who wrapped his arms around him just like he did for Mike It felt wonderful to Michael. Like a well made copy of a key slipping into the original lock Boy One stayed hidden but caused just a drop of his chemical sweat to slip through the skin of Michael’s arm where Luke touched him To Luke this boy. This copy of his best friend felt just like that. A well made copy but discernible from the original, He did it because the boy needed it though it did not have the depth of feeling for it did when he held Mike One thing disturbed Luke though. His body reacted to this boy by getting an erection. He had never done that with Mike. He began to have vague thoughts of doing things with this boy he had never had the desire to do with any man, A treacherous thought went through his mind “Just because he is a copy does not mean he is the inferior version” and Luke was instantly ashamed of himself even as he pressed his hard cock against the boys ass, Boy One let a bit more of his influence out and Luke’s resolve weakened “Jeff, I forgot, what room am I in again?” he called out “15, it’s the last one on the left, by the exit” Jeff called back Boy One ground back into Luke just a little and smiled. The man had all the information he needed now. Luke’s wife and the kids came back that evening instead of the next morning “Lukas insisted” she said “he said he had something to do” Lukas was their youngest. 18 years old for only a few weeks “Mike and I were going to lay out by the lake, watch the stars and talk” he told het. It was a lie but it came to his lips so easily “You get to see him so rarely so go ahead” She said with absolute trust in him Luke decided to walk the half mile to the resort, He wanted to think, He could not get the thoughts of Michael out of his head. If he went through with this it would hurt his wife, his family and his best friend, so why was he still going? The aching hardness of his cock was the only answer As his feet carried him towards disaster he didn't notice the shadow trailing him Luke slipped in the exit door and quietly knocked on door 15 It opened and Michael stepped back to let him in They didn’t say anything. They just started kissing. Gone were all Luke's arguments and excuses why this couldn’t happen. The boy was irresistible. Luke had to have him They both jumped as a loud knock pounded on the door “You may as well open up, I’m making enough noise to wake the entire resort and they will all be here soon” Came a loud voice from the hall Luke opened the door shamefacedly and his son Lukas stood there with an ironic smile on his face “You can’t have him Dad, he’s mine, so kindly keep your hands off” Lukas said as heads poked out of doors all down the hall. “What’s going on?” Mike’s angry voice said from behind Lukas. He glared at Michael and Luke, not sure who to be mad at and hurt either way “Calm down Uncle Mike” Lukas said “Lets hear them out and I think you will understand” They sat in Jeff and Mike’s suite and Jeff had tea sent up for them all “I’m so sorry Mike, I just can’t get him out of my head” Luke said “That’s not his fault” Michael said. He stood, walked to Luke and seemed to concentrate. After a second he touched Luke’s forehead and there was a little moisture there when he pulled his hand away “Stop thinking about me sexually” Michael said and Luke seemed to relax “It was Boy One” Michael said “He wanted Like and didn’t care who he hurt to get him. He will do anything to be loved I think. Now that I know for sure he’s been loose I know how to keep him from coming back” “Michael, cut the bullshit” Lukas said “I know you are lying and I know why” “Yeah, he is lying about Boy One” Jeff said thoughtfully Something Michael had been feeling since the pounding on his door had started snapped into focus. He could feel that connection to Jeff but it was dwarfed by another connection in the room. He turned to look at Lukas and his eyes widening “You are the fourth connection” he said “I don’t know about being the fourth one but you and I have been sharing feelings ever since I can remember.” Lukas said Mike briefly explained why Michael had a connection to everyone who had been a potential life partner in Mike’s life “Why would he be connected to my best friend’s son though?: Mike finished up “Because Luke was your first love even if he couldn’t return if” Jeff said. ”If you thought with your heart and not your cock most of the time you probably would have figured that out, I know you just wanted Luke's love and never let yourself think of him sexually but that’s still a strong bond” “Why is he connected to Luke’s son and not him then?” Mike asked sounding irritated because he knew Jeff was right about the thinking with his cock thing “There is a connection” Michael said quietly “It’s so faint I can barely feel it even in the same room with him but it’s there” “And why would he be connected to Lukas then” Mike demanded “For the same reason you are both connected to Karl” Jeff said, looking apologetically at Luke and Lukas “I had hoped to explain this more gently but Luke and his wife went to Darrell Thompson's fertility clinic for help conceiving Lukas” “How did you know that?” Luke asked looking confused “And why should it matter?” After Jeff and Mike told them the entire story “You are telling me that Lukas is not my son, he's my clone?: Luke said incredulously “Does it really matter Luke? Michael is not really my Son but I could not love him more if he was, Does this change your feelings for Lukas one bit?” Mike asked “Not in the slightest” Luke answered immediately looking at Lukas who looked shocked and worried “You are my SON and I love you more than you can know” “You know? It would almost be a relief if our sons do share this connection, Lukas has never showed an interest in boys or girls before tonight, It’s like he’s waiting for something or someone. We have been worried because he is such a loner” “II knew he was out there and would find me someday” Lukas said shrugging, “Anyone else would just have been a waste of time… You took long enough tto get here, though Michael” Michael smiled a bit shyly “Sorry, I was a little busy growing up" he said He was sitting by himself in a large easy chair and Lukas came to him and sat on his lap kissing him Everyone in the room felt the emotional explosion through their bonds like a hurricane force wind Mike looked at Jeff and said “Five, four, three, two, one” and on one both of their phones rang They both answered with “Yes, Michael found that fourth connection, everything is fine” They put their phones on speaker and sat them on the table so Zeke and Karl could listen in “Now, back to what started all this. Michael, I don’t think we can lie to each other and get away with it. When you said you would control Boy One not only did I know you were lying I know the truth” Lukas said “I could tell he was lying too” Jeff said and looked at Michael with compassion in his eyes “Boy One is you Michael, you just blame him when you do something out of anger or when you do something you think is wrong. You pretend not to remember afterwards but it’s still you doing it” Lukas said “But…” Michael said “Before you start denying just know I love that side of you just as much as I love the good side of you you try to make Michael into” Lukas said “Remember, I have been in your head a little for most of our lives. Don’t be ashamed of getting angry or reacting out of hurt. It makes you human” Mike laughed “If I never reacted out of hurt and anger, Jeff and I would never have met” he said looking fondly at his husband “Thinking about that profile you posted on the bareback site still gets me hard” Jeff said smiling back “But I can make things happen, look what I almost did to your Dad, if you had not stopped us I would not have been able to reverse it once we had…” He blushed “You would have stopped yourself. You would have realized he was not me” Lukas said with such firm belief that Michael chose to believe too “I want to try something. Try to make me kiss you, Try to take control of me” Lukas said Reluctantly Michael let his sweat flow a little and said “Kiss me” Lukas took his hand and held it but made no move to kiss him “I thought so” he said “Our connection protects me, I want you to know anything we do together is voluntary on my part. I will do it out of love” Michael kissed him happily with a look of wonder on his face “Lukas” Michael said shyly “Would you mind if we took this slow? I love you but I want to take our time, I want to date you, to court you. I want us to be more than bound together by this connection. Lets not jump into marriage and bed the same day we met, like some people we know” “You say that like it’s a bad thing” Jeff said and they all laughed “Not bad, just not for me” Michael said, then to Lukas “What do you say?” “I’d like that but we are sleeping in the same bed tonight. I’m never sleeping apart from you again” Lukas said “Well duhhhh” Michael said squeezing him Over the next couple weeks Mike and Luke watched their Sons walk the same streets, play in the same fields and hang out in the same haunts they had so many years before “I think we did good when we made those two” Luke said as he held Mike “They are what we could have been in a different world” Mike agreed “Thank god Lukas stopped us, I still remember what you looked like in the school showers, I would still be walking funny if Michael had gotten that monster in me” Luke laughed Jeff had Michel’s motorcycle brought from The Compound and when he and Mike flew home Michael and Lukas set out on it for Michael’s home town so Lukas could meet his mom and Uncle Billy Jeff and Mike bought Michael’s mom a house in a Las Vegas suburb and the newly divorced Uncle Billy moved with her “The doctors are better here and we want you all close” Mike explained After about six months Lukas got tired of waiting and he proposed to Michael. Well actually he said "But me a ring, we are getting married" The wedding was held at the same church Mike and Jeff had their second wedding in and everything was perfect That night the newlyweds lay on a bear skin rug, in front of a roaring fireplace. in the bridal suite of the resort As he would most of the time for the rest of their lives, Lukas took charge “Strip and lay on your back” Lukas ordered and Michael obeyed his rock hard 12 inches sticking up like a telephone pole as Lukas stroked him “I know you have HIV and I want it. You are not giving it to me, I am taking it. You are mine, this cock is mine and you will do what I tell you with it from now on” Lukas straddled him and impaled himself on that huge poz cock as Michael looked up at the man who would dominate him for the rest of his life with eyes full of love, lust and an absolute trust Lukas was beautiful, just as blond as his dad his body fur was not yet as thick and his frame still had a certain boyish slimness that would thicken into what his dad was now over the years. His cock was a pale, blue veined nine inches that curved slightly in an arch from base to tip He groaned in delicious pain as he used Michael’s cock to bust out his own cherry “You are going to infect me with your toxic seed, give the man you love HIV but I’m not the last one. You will poz who I tell you when I tell you. We will spread your virus far and wide before we are done” Michael’s cock had reached that inner barrier inside of him and he dropped all his weight down, screaming as that huge cock he controlled burst past it Lukas had spent a lot of time researching BD/SM online, that had been wasted. He found out everything he needed to know by talking to Mike who was a true expert As he rode he reached under the rig and pulled out a box. In it was a silver necklace that was very obviously a collar and he put it around Michael’s neck turning the lock in the clasp and putting the key in a little slot in the box “I own you and everything about you now, You will never use your ability to control other men without my permission and you will always use it on who I tell you to. That way the responsibility for what you do with it is mine” Lukas told his new slave Michael’s eyes went wide and then filled with tears. “That you so much! I love you so much Lukas!” he said as his last big fear evaporated Lukas rode him hard his back arched and his head tossed back as he pleasured himself on that 12 inch virus injector, slamming down to grind into Michael’s balls He stroked himself till he was on the edge and then hissed “Give me your HIV! Infect me! Do it NOW! And he started spewing cum all over his new slave/husband Lukas’s ass spasmed around his cock pushing Michael over the edge ans he shot thick ropes of his virus filled love into his Lukas, pozzing him deep inside. Impregnating him and sealing them to each other forever Three rounds later they lay kissing and caressing each other Michael chuckled looking up at Lukas “Everyone thinks you are the soft, sweet timid one. They have no idea how dark and evil you can be, my love” “Oh, they will find out soon Babe, and when they do, watch out” Lukas said with a evil smirk and a glint in his eyes *************************************************************************************** The bottoms are always the scary ones Let me know what you think! Scambu

Just a deep thanks to those of you who knew about and were so supportive during the past couple of years (especially Astro and Nastymontanaboy) through multiple surgeries, recovery, physical and therapy, etc while I recuperated and learned to walk all over again. I’m happy to say PR is finally over. I still can’t run or ride a bicycle - but C I can walk on my own again. (I’m sorta tearing up as I write that.) i also confess that when I walk I sometimes walk like a drunk b manI’m tearing up as I write that. And yeah, not being able to run makes me an easy catch. Something to keep in mind for the future thanks to all of you offered encouragement and support Along the way.

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#1 tonight was a 'straight' guy on Grindr who wanted to stop by my hotel, walk in on me ass up waiting, blow and go. So that happened. But first he went into my bathroom and took a long loud piss. That was hot. He fucked me then pulled out and blew an enormous dripping load all over my ass. As soon as he left, I pushed as much as possible inside 😉 #2 a hot black guy with a big dick came over. I sucked him and deep throated then he bent me over and gave it a long pounding. Blew a load inside. #3 was a very tall 19 yo boy on his way home who came and fucked me with a cock so hard it really felt like wood deep in my ass. Also blew a load in my dripping hole. A satisfactory evening...

when i was younger id get hard all the time but i was also more choosy about my tops and bottomed most to enhance my own orgasm so it was all very male and selfish. the older i got the more i started living in the moment and enjoying bottoming for the fuck. as i slowly morphed into a no cock refused sub bottom slut my own dick became less and less important and rarely gets hard. i usually wear a jock to help hide it. sometimes after the fuck(s) ill realize that the pouch is full of a load i leaked out while enjoying the fuck. it's in these moments i feel most like a bitch w a cunt.

Alex wanted to make sure he understood what was being asked of him, "so, let me get this right, you want to pay me to seduce your boyfriend and try to fuck him raw and cum inside his ass?" Tommy confirmed, "yeah that's right. Like I said, I think he's been cheating and you'll be able to confirm that. And, if he is cheating then he deserves whatever he gets from you. So, how much?" Alex had been an "escort" for a few years. He thought he heard it all. Despite posting his HIV status, he still had a steady stream of clients. Nothing like this ever was asked, though. "$200 is my standard rate," Alex replied, "and I want it up front now; and I get paid whether he wants to get fucked or not." "Alright," Tommy reluctantly agreed. Two Days Later: Alex went to gas station that Tommy's boyfriend worked at, as agreed upon just past midnight. Tommy quickly spotted his blonde target, Eric, the moment he walked in. They both immediately locked eyes on each other; and it was obvious there was an instant attraction. Alex was tall and lanky, but quite toned. At 6 ft 2, and 160 pounds, his boyish looks continued to serve him even as he was nearing his 30th birthday. Eric was a "pocket gay" as some like to say - 5 ft 6, 115 pounds, 21 years old, part white, part latino with gorgeous brown eyes that Tommy could not stop looking into. Alex wasn't one for small talk or wasting time. When he's working, every minute counts. So, he quickly made his way to the counter and cut to the chase. "You're hot. I want to fuck your ass. When do you get off?" Alex said assertively, but somehow gently and reassuringly at the same time. Eric was caught a little off guard, "um .. well you're hot. but I have a boyfriend. so, i dunno." "Look," Alex quickly replied, "that's between you and him. I just want to fuck you. And I can tell you want it. I don't want no drama, so this is just between you and me. What time to do you get off?" Eric felt his small but thick cock growing at the thought of it and stumbled a bit as he responded "umm .. well .. i usually get off at 7. but um . i can take a 15 minute break whenever." "Follow me to the bathroom now then, " Alex requested. Quickly, Eric grabbed his keys, locked the glass doors to the gas station, and followed Alex into the restroom. Before Eric could lock the door, Alex was stripped down revealing a cock of average girth, but enormous length, and the prettiest cock Eric ever saw. "I don't usually do this," Eric said as he got on his knees and started immediately sucking on the beautiful cock presented to him. "Let's make this quick," Alex said, "I have to work soon," he said amusing himself at the irony of the situation. Alex pulled lube out of his jean's pocket and applied it generously. Eric was very quick to comply with any request. Within a minute, Alex was pumping every inch of his cock into Eric's ass with wild abandon. Eric's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he laid on the cold bathroom floor. Alex continued to hammer Eric's ass and then stopped for a moment leaving his cock inside Eric, "you never asked my status, you know?" Eric responded instantly, "i don't care. just keep fucking me. fuck me!!!" Alex pounded as hard as he could and Eric was trying to muffle his cries of pleasure. Within a few moments, Alex unloaded into Eric's ass, and Eric shot a load all over his chest, neck and chin. As they dressed, Alex let Eric in on deal, "Look, I think you should know: your boyfriend paid me to see if I could fuck you because he wanted to know if you were cheating on him." "What the fuck?!" Eric answered. "Here's the thing, though," Alex explained, "I love fucking your ass. So, I'm going to tell him that you didn't go for it; and then I'm going to keep fucking you whenever you want it." Eric was relieved; and excited to hear this because he was already wanting to take his new friend's cock again. The Next Day: "He didn't go for it," Alex explained to Tommy, " but I think he wanted to. I think he was just shy. I think if I saw him again, he would go for it. But, it will cost you another $200." To Be Continued ...

No, incest should never be normalized. The risk of damage to both participants, as well as to the family structure is just too great to ever give it a societal stamp of approval. I have mentioned here before that from the time was 12 until I turned 13. I was repeatedly raped by my .six years older brother and sometimes one of his friends. I didn’t watch it. I didn’t ask for it, and I hated myself that I wasn’t strong enough to fight back. My parents never believe me the numerous times I tried to tell him at the first one in the family he could do no wrong, and we were all good Christians anyway so my brother of doing something like that. And I hated them I’m not believing me, for not protecting me. So one day, having finally had a nap, I shot him. Even today, I am not sorry, no I do I regret it. Lots of drama ensued. A lot of time with police, and then the courts. My brother survived, I’m a judge sentenced to him. His choice is choice, either a prison or enlistment in the army. I was sentenced, and yes it felt like a sentence, to seemingly unending counseling and therapy into a divided family with relatives that today half of whom still apologize for being so blind and another half that blames me for destroying my brother’s future and bringing shame on the entire family. I almost never see any of them. I haven’t seen my brother in 25 years. There are no lofty terms or “what about-isms“ that can ever make this right. It should never be relegated to just another fetish in a long list of fetishes.

Paying to Poz the Boyfriend Pt. 2 Tommy thought for a moment and then said, "are you crazy? i'm not gonna pay you $200 again to see if my bf will fuck you." "No worries," Alex replied, "I can make more money fucking a trick than trying to persuade your bf to take my cock anyways." Tommy still couldn't let go of the idea of having his bf get fucked by a poz dude, though, and reconsidered, "do you really think he'd go for it this time?" "I'm 90 percent sure he'd be a cum whore for my cock next time he sees me," Alex answered trying not to reveal that he had secretly fucked him on their first meeting. "If he doesn't go for it, I'll go ahead and fuck you so at least you get something for your money." "Um yeah .. that's not gonna happen. No offense or anything, but you're poz, and I won't hookup with poz guys," Tommy said. "Oh, it's cool. You prolly couldn't handle my cock drilling your ass anyways. Don't worry about it. It's all good," Alex replied, knowing that he was planting the seed of an idea into Tommy's head. "Besides, I don't usually bottom," Tommy added. "Not yet," Alex said winking, and revealing his irresistible charming grin. "By the way, I may be poz, but I'm undetectable, the odds of you catching hiv are almost impossible if I were to fuck you," Alex elaborated, knowing he was only telling half-truths. Tommy didn't expect this offer. And he tried to focus on his goal: getting his suspected cheating boyfriend fucked by a poz dude. "Well, just tell me how it goes. I'll give you the money. Go see him tonight, and then call me tomorrow and tell me if he takes the bait this time." "Okay," Alex agreed. Tommy didn't get a phone call for nearly two weeks. And, during this time, Alex fucked Eric close to 20 times, in every position imaginable. Eric even begged Alex to piss on him AND in him. Eric never asked about Alex's status; and was beyond excited every time Alex would see him. Tommy finally got a phone call. "We need to talk," Alex explained. "Can I come over?" Tommy answered, "dude, it's been two weeks. what the fuck?! i thought you stole my money." Alex replied, "I'll explain when I see you." Tommy had reluctantly agreed to let Alex visit. Upon arriving, Alex explained that he was in jail for solicitation of prostitution after trying to pick up a client. Tommy seemed oddly relieved and bought the entire story. Alex went on to explain that he saw Eric again, but that he wasn't able to persuade Eric again this time. Tommy seemed distressed. "Fuck man, I'm sure he's cheating on me. We haven't had sex in like two weeks; and he's always tired, and doesn't let me touch him or anything anymore." Alex tried not show any emotion, and instead made his offer, "Well, like I said, if Eric didn't go for it, I'd fuck you." Tommy had nearly forgotten that offer. Perhaps he should hook up with Alex, he reasoned, he wasn't getting any anyways now from his boyfriend and was so horny. He also recalled Alex's insistence he was not likely to catch anything. Moments later ... Tommy was on his back; and Alex held a leg in each hand while he piston fucked Tommy. Tommy moaned louder than anything Alex had ever heard. "Oh yeah, you like getting fucked raw, don't you?" Alex asked. "Unh .. Unhnn .." was all Tommy could say as his ass gladly accepted the cock that was punishing his hole. "I only wish your cock was as thick as Eric's. I love his thickness. But I still enjoy fucking your ass," Alex said as he continued his work. Tommy became lucid for a moment as he processed what was said, "wait, " he grunted in between thrusts, " how do you know about Eric's .. mmm .. fuck .... mmm .. Eric's cock?!" he could barely ask the sentence as he enjoyed the brutal fuck he was taking. Alex didn't answer directly, "And I love the way Eric's eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he gets fucked. He loves to take a cock." Tommy found himself confused, upset and very aroused at the same time. Alex picked up his pace and drilled Tommy even faster. "Uhh .. ughh.. " Tommy tried to reply, " fuck .. you mean you fucked Eric?! " Tommy smiled and slowed down his pace, sliding his cock nearly all the way out, and then back in again, "yeah, just like I'm fucking you. Well, almost. Eric loves ass to mouth. So, I'd alternate fucking his face, and then fucking his hole." "oh my god," Tommy said in both disbelief and intense arousal. Alex picked up his pace again. Tommy felt his climax building. All he could picture was Eric on his back getting fucked by Alex; and the jealousy accentuated the intense arousal he was already feeling. "I'm going to cum!" Tommy announced as he stroked his small and thin cock. "Me too!" Alex answered. "Take the cock that fucked your boyfriend. Take the cum that I put in your boyfriend's ass!!!" Alex shot his load deep inside Tommy as Tommy jetted out little drops of cum onto his belly. Tommy was slowly trying to catch his breath. Alex quickly dressed while Tommy was coming to his senses. "So.. why didn't you tell me. Hey, hang on a minute, I need to talk to you." Tommy urged as he saw Alex collect his things. "Sorry, I'm done working now. Gotta go see favorite little cum slut now. I'll tell Eric you say hi," Alex said as he made his exit.

I’m Jason, a gay 21yr old twink. 180cm, 75kg, shaggy blonde hair and completely free of facial hair, smooth body except for a triangle of pubic hair, a snail trail up to my navel and armpit hair. I’m cut, around 9” long when hard, and 6” around the hard shaft. I’ve found the little blue pill increases that rock hard size by ½ an inch on both counts. I love my cock being played with while I bottom. Whether it’s hard, semi hard or soft, still feels fucking amazing…I prefer to bottom. But I have been known to top. I had long had a fascination with gay pnp and had been reading stories and watching videos since I was about 16 years old. I was a virgin until I was 18, and by then, even though a virgin I was already pretty sure of what I wanted sexually. My preference was for other hung twinks, and jocks. But I was open to all, except for guys who don’t know what ‘good personal hygiene’ means! To me, the only thing that should taste like cheese, is…. cheese! I began my sexual encounters using gay hook up sites, such as BBRT and Squirt, NKP, Grindr, Scruff etc. I soon realised that I wasn’t your average twink, as most of the ones I hooked up with ended up being airheads. But the odd one was like me, focused on great sex and wanting to push limits. Jocks were quite a bit better, but I began to find that the bears and daddies were like gold. I am not stupid, and quickly realised that a lot of these older bear/daddy types were willing to do pretty much whatever with a hot young guy who was serious about having long wild sex sessions. Of course, that meant that some of my wildest fantasies could be achieved with these guys. And of course, I also had by now, several twink and jock type fuck buddies who were not flakes so I was in a good place. I was particularly horny this particular night and was keen to get wild. I had not yet experienced pnp sex but knew deep inside that I wasn’t interested in puffing as much as getting straight to the point. Yup, a slam and getting totally wild. I wanted a long wild session with like-minded guys. Guys who where addicted to owning a slutty hole for many hours, even days. Because this had been the object of my fantasies since watching and searching out everything about gay pnp, I was primed. In my head, all I could think about was the story I had recently read online. It was titled ‘Brad’s first Gay PnP Gangbang, by author ‘Ben Dover’…when I read it I then also found the same title and author with part 2 ,3 and 4! Also ‘Gay PnP Adventures’ and one about huge toy initiation. Seriously do an online search and you will see what I mean…although that many chems they gave Brad in that series is somewhat far-fetched but HOT AS FUCK… I decided, right then and there, that this did not have to happen tonight. If it did, that would be like some kind of miracle. I had already worked out that most hookups don’t happen as planned, and that a lot of guys on these hook-up sites would talk for hours then when you put the hard word on them to actually hook up, all of a sudden it was now too late as they have work in the morning…or. the budgie is sick, or I have to feed the goldfish…WTF, you know what I mean, weak lame ass excuses! So I’m thinking, I want to set the stage for my ultimate hook up, or at least one of my many fantasies, can play out at least close to, if not BETTER than the actual movie playing in my mind. I’m thinking group, sling, toys, hung tops, fist…and then that little voice kicks in, “Hey buddy, you have only been fucked a few times! What makes you think you can progress from that to being gang fucked, toyed and even fisted’? Straight away the other little evil cheeky voice kicks in and says ‘A BIG FAT TINA SLAM- that’s what!” And the first voice meekly replies, Oh…yup, fair comment…” and that voice retires for the weekend! So how do I start? I think for a few seconds, then think, OF COURSE, a ‘Quick-Connect ad on BBRT!’ I get straight on it. I am sitting at my gaming desk, stark naked with a raging hard-on, slowly jerking my cock every now and again as I focus on placing an ad. I know I have to word the ad carefully, as no mention of drugs is allowed. I begin to type. “Inexperienced hung bottom verse twink, can host or travel, seeking top verse guys to help me go from mild to wild in seconds. Seeking a long session with hung top verse guys who are open to anything, so long as the chemistry is right…DM me if keen” . I was oozing precum as I typed. I read then re-read what I had written, my cock twitched and more precum oozed out of my piss/cum slit. This was it, now or never. I clicked submit before I could change my mind. I suddenly thought, if anyone replies, I am not really ready! I quickly got up and went to the bathroom and got the douche hose running so the water was warm and reasonably fast. I inserted it in to my already hungry hole and felt the pleasure of my hole filling with water, and the pressure As bead of cum oozed out of my cock as I squatted in the shower recess. I felt so full and pushed out, evacuating my bowels of the influx of water as well as the rest of the contents, feeling so horny as I washed it all away. I repeated the process about 5 times over, till everything was crystal clear, then got out and dried off. I went back to my room and looked at the screen on my PC. There were 20 new messages! I rubbed some lube on my hungry hole, and pushed my fingering. Then I grabbed a medium sized butt plug and inserted it. It went straight in. I then sat down to read the messages which had come through as I was douching. I opened the email tab. At a quick glance, 7 were from the same profile. The profile name was ‘IDAREYOU’, which made me leak more precum and my hole clench around the butt plug and then involuntarily relax. I opened the first email from him. It read…’I specialize in transforming bottom verse sluts into total sluts in heat, not just willing, but begging to be fucked and used. No mild, all wild. Intense but sane long sessions.’ Straight away I checked his profile. He was a 57 year old bear type, with a huge cut thick cock. His face was clean-shaven, as were his balls. He was 173cm, 90kg and quite hairy. And his face was hot, kind of a chiselled ex-surfer kind of look. And one pic he had his tongue out, provocatively indicating he was not afraid to eat ass. At this point cum just began oozing out of my cock. It had never been this hard and throbbing ever before. And usually after I cum, its all over. But this just made me even more horny. It was about 7pm, so the night was still very young and I was by no means tired. In fact, I was now hornier for some real heavy wild play than I had ever been. I then opened his next email. “Best you come here boy. I have a dungeon specially for wild play”…that’s all it said. Even more cum oozed out of my solid cock! I could hardly contain myself. This sounded exactly like what I was looking for. I opened the next email. “I am only interested in slamming and long wild fun”… well, you can guess what happened. It seemed like there was a tap on my cock that was stuck in the on position, cum flowing freely. So now the fourth message. “I only fuck bareback.” This produced more cum. So now to his 5th email. “Sorry slut. I meant WE only fuck bareback”… Email number 6. “You need to be prepared to have your hole totally and completely owned’” Well, I didn’t really fully comprehend what that meant, but I knew I desired everything so far that he had said, and in my mind, also accepted what he was wanting to do. Then I opened his 7th email. “OK you little twink slut. Get this. There are 6 of us here partying, all tops and top verse. We would love to be the ones to give you your first slam (of several, BOY) and we are willing to do so as a gift to you from us. But you need to respond within the next 10 minutes.” I looked at the message and saw it was sent 9 minutes ago as I was I in the shower! I quickly replied with a “Yes please!”, and clicked send. I then sent a better response. “Hello Sir, sorry I was in the I shower. You sound amazing. Everything you mentioned is exactly what I have been looking for. Is your offer still open, and if so where are you?” I hit send, then hit email, sent, and saw he had read it instantly. I waited a few seconds and there was a reply. Ok boy, well done. I was beginning to think you were one of those twinks who is ‘all talk ‘and had probably jerked off just from talking about it and it was all over. I’m at 110 Riley on the Westside. Can you get here? I gasped! He was literally 3 doors down from me! I quickly replied. Sir, my name is Jason, what is yours? And I can literally be there in 2 minutes. So is it cool if I come over, and will you really slam me and own my hole with your mates? I’m quickly pulling out the butt plug and checking where my clothes are. Ping. He replies. Hey Jason, I’m Chad. Yes you little slut, you will be slammed, and your hole will be well and truly owned…and much more. Come now boy, I will be waiting at the door. The outside front porch light is on. I quickly replied. I will be there in one minute Sir. I threw on my baseball shorts and a Tee, grabbed my keys and headed out the door. I shut the door behind me and my heart was racing in my chest. It was a warm night, and I walked out to the sidewalk and turned left, and could see the light on out front 3 doors down. It was the old Parker place, but old Mr Parker passed and the place sold up about a week before. I walked down, walked in the gate and up the 3 stairs and knocked on the door. The door opened just enough for me to go inside. Chad said come in boy. I slid sideways inside, and the door was closed behind me. The entryway was dimly lit, with a dull red light globe. I could hear muffled moaning sounds, of porn playing. I turned and saw Chad, his cock was jutting out in front of him. He was hotter than his pics, and he said take off all your clothes and follow me boy! I wasted no time, stripped naked and followed him down a hallway to a doorway leading to the basement. This was where the moaning noises were coming from. He ushered me down the stairs, and unfolding before me was a large fully mirrored room…including the ceiling. There was a sex sling and a fisting bench, and a couple of large beds. Two huge flat screen tv’s were playing gay group bareback porn. But more breathtaking were the 5 other guys there. W twink/jock types, and 3 stocky to solid beefy bear types. What I couldn’t believe was the meat they were all packing! They were all hard, and not one of them was under 8 inches. Chad introduced me to the guys…Mike, Pete, David, Brad and Chris. Chris was packing a solid 10 inch curved 6.5 inch thick weapon, and I think I literally drooled. Chad then said we are not going to waste any time boy. We are all keen as fuck to wreck your boy hole and completely own you for hours. So put your clothes here, and then go and lay back in the sling. I will get a slam ready for you. So is this your first.? I said Yes Sir. He smiled, great. You are going to start with a .25, a quarter of a gram. Chris, tell him what to expect. By this time I was laying back in the sling. Chris and the rest of the guys came over. As Chris started talking, the other guys were putting my ankles in the leather stirrups and caressing my body. Chris said you will feel a bit of a sharp prick like when you get a blood test, then see some blood in the syringe. Then as soon as Chad slams you, he will pull the syringe out and I will give you a tissue which you will press on the site and raise your arm, this helps stop it bleeding and reduce bruising. Next you will suddenly feel that you need to cough. And just go with it , try to relax and then you will feel a wave of pleasure…after that, don’t worry. We will take things from there and make this the best night of your life. Don’t try to struggle, just do the opposite and relax because you are ours now boy. Also I will hold bottle to your nose, it is poppers. Just take a big sniff in each nostril and hold it till I tell you to breathe out. Ok boy? Yes Sir. Chad made his way over with the syringe. When I saw the syringe, something inside clicked and I went rigid. What the actual fuck was I thinking? I was lying there naked, horny as all fuck, but this was so wrong. I knew that if I did this it would change my entire life as I know it. I was literally trusting these guys with my life, as I had no idea what was in that syringe. Chad said, “What’s the matter boy, you just said you wanted it, now you look like you’ve changed your mind?” I replied, “I have changed my mind. I don’t want to do this right now”, I realised the predicament I was in, and quickly added, “I still want you to fuck me but I don’t want to PnP…” Chris quickly said to Chad, “Stop, if the twink doesn’t want it, don’t waste it on him!” … Chad then said, “You are real lucky boy…that is one hard limit I have…if someone says no to taking any drugs, I will totally respect that. However, you need to know we will still be partying.” I replied, “ Yes Sir, thank you Sir. They all then did big slams, and the fun began. For me, I relaxed as I realised that I could be a total hungry slut, craving to be fucked without any enhancements any stronger than poppers. I had successfully turned down and said no to PnP. I then decided that my online search for stories that contained PnP needed to stop, because they fuelled a desire to become an addict. I was ok playing with wired guys, so long as they respected that my personal choice was not to partake. So from that night forward, no more online PnP stories from ‘Ben Dover’, and because I was successful at being able to say “No thanks, no drugs for me!” that time. I could now just follow my own lead. The first ‘No” is the hardest. After that, saying no gets easier.

I hardly know where to begin this month. I took loads on 13 days this month, a record for me, next best was on 11 days in the month. The funny thing is that busy periods for that usually happen when I’m on holiday but this was at home. It all started with a straightforward Grindr hookup which led to a young 24 yo guy staying at my house for a week. Something of a fantasy. He was new to the city and I showed him around , helped him open a bank account, find an apartment etc. he kindly flooded my guts with his cum a number of time but the month was good too for other hookups, bathhouse visits and a threesome. I still have a day to go in the month so will head out cruising …

We all should find each other.I need a cock in my mouth and ejaculating every time I see one. Trouble is, the majority of cocks that I see are photos! I've been going th ABS's, but the most cocks I have sucked, is 2 at a visit!. Would love an orgy!!. Anyone in Sarasota?

This dude has a great cock & breeds deep.

Usually go soft upon penetration but start leaking a lot…. I love the feeling of my flaccid cock flopping around and the strings of precum making me messy and I focus internally on how much of a faggot I am, which gets me turned on immensely…. It also helps to be degraded by the top, I love sph while soft When I get closer to cumming hands free I get rock hard very quickly and shoot — it’s a super intense orgasm. I’m not a sub bottom here as a hole for the top, I’m here to cum too in the hottest, faggotest way possible — from being fucked in my ass!!

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This is the first I've heard of this one. I've been working up the courage to go to Sawmill. Ever since they closed the Bunkhouse, I lost a little interest. OP's story tells me I need to make the trip, and thanks to you, @hntnhole now I have a second place to go visit!

Was in SC last week visiting family who got called into work for a software issue. Had me drop him off so I could use his car and go site seeing around the area. For shits and giggles, I googled adult theaters and found one close to the area. Nice Book store with video booths and a theater, showing gay movies so I paid my $15 entrance fee. It reminded me of my younger days in the '80's & 90's discovering my true self. A few other patrons were watching the movie sitting alone but two where in the backrow together. Everyone was a little nervous it appeared until one of the older men step up to me with his cock out of his fly and offered it to me. As I started servicing him everyone restarted doing the same. I sucked off three guys and two sucked on my cock with the second one swallowing my load. Had a wonderful time and relived my younger days, didn't get a chance to return to said bookstore. But looking forward to my next trip to SC and hopes to repeat a fun morning.

I’ve only done it once so far but on my knees in a public toilet of a park

Look up Norman Finkelstein ([think before following links] http://www.normanfinkelstein.com); Marjorie Feld ([think before following links] https://jwa.org/blog/author/marjorie-n-feld); Ilana Mercer ([think before following links] https://www.lewrockwell.com/2024/05/ilana-mercer/sad-to-say-but-by-the-numbers-israeli-society-is-systemically-sociopathic/; [think before following links] https://www.ilanamercer.com/biographical/); and Naomi Wolf ([think before following links] https://naomiwolf.substack.com/p/please-calm-down); among many many Jews who hold (but also many Jews who do not hold, as is not unique to Jews but sadly typical of a large segment of the world's tribes) all life as being sacred.

I go balls deep and hold it there. When I cum, my cock pulses hard and especially at the bottom near my balls. I want the bottom to feel every burst of my cum deep inside him.

Hey man, thanks! Weeble’s rape was a pivotal moment for him where he was forced to choose between seeing himself as other men’s toy with no control or a man who decides for himself whether the comfort he gets from other men using him defines who he is as a man. He could have let it break him. And before he joined the Bravos, it would have. Lamont is a dirty whore, and I really love that about him. LOL. He’s trying to battle his inner nature by creating ‘rules’ to self limit his sexual activities. I’m sure we’ve all gone through that stage. It’s funny, but he thinks he’s on the same level as Assmunch in terms of leadership but he’s nowhere close. They will have a few more interactions, but after the confrontation during Assmunch’s torture, Assmunch has lost a lot of respect for him. The other Bravos like Alaska and Olympic will get their moments too, eventually. What still surprises even me is that we’ve only seen three months of actual story time… Late November is when it started, and it’s only February of the following year. It seems like so much has happened but it’s all been just a small amount of time for these men. Infantry doesn’t slow down, it’s a never ending cycle of training, class, and activity. They don’t have a lot of opportunity to satisfy their sexual urges so getting creative is a challenge. I’ve had more than a few comments about the lack of sex in some chapters… but hey… the buildup and frustration makes the actual sex even hotter when it does happen, at least the way I see it. Constant fucking, everyone getting their dicks out everywhere gets kinda boring after a while. It’s way more fun and exciting if you’re left to wonder when it will happen and how they’re going to get their rocks off without exposing what they’re doing. Anyway, I’m glad you have enjoyed it so far.

Well I guess I should explain I live with another gay guy, Tom. He always gets the hottest and greatest asses. He has a beautiful body with just the right amount of tattoos on his body to drive you wild. I love to sit in the living room listening to him fuck some hot guys. After the guy leaves Tom sits down in chair in the living room, opens a red spiral bound notebook from his end table, makes some notes and frequently will chuckle saying as he puts the book away, saying "That hottie was just initiated into the club." He then generally went to bed or went about his business. I finally had to see what was in the book after we had been roommates for a couple months. There must have been close to 200 names in the book. Each page was marked at the top with a month and year, with the earliest date going back to March, 2003, but only one name was recorded, I]John[/i] and beside the name, was a smiley face and paragraph telling about how John initated him into the club. I thought it odd there were no notations for the balance of the year other than that one entry. The next page was dated April 2004. There were four names on the page and behind the name was either a smiley face or a star with a big circle around. I just laughed and thought Tom must enjoy all the ass he gets, and put the book back. I never told him I looked at his book 'cause we tried to respect each other's privacy. About three months ago Tom invited me to go with him to the club. His boys were out of town and he needed some drinks and some ass, so I decide to go. It was hot at the club and before long guys were all over Tom. I was sitting beside him at the bar and a hottie named John came over to me and started flirting with me. He led me to dance floor to dance and pushed me to a corner to kiss me and pin me to the wall. He asked how far my place was from the bar. I replied "Ten minutes." He asked if we could go there. I pointed to Tom saying he and I had ridden together. John looked over, registered Tom, and remarked it looked like he might be going home with someone else tonight. I looked over and saw John was almost certainly right: Tom was paying his tab and leaving with one of the hotties from the bar. He looked over at me, gestured to the door, indicating he was leaving. John kissed me again and said "Come on, let's go," paying my tab and smiling at the bartender. What a nice guy. We left and went to my place. Before we could get the door closed he was kissing me and taking off his clothes. He pushed me onto the couch and stripped me naked. We ended up naked and he kissed me and asked if I had a condom, to which I replied "No." "Damn" he replied "I can't fuck you without a condom. I got to have one." He then asked if my roommate had any, and he got up and headed into Tom's room, returning with a box of condoms with a big star with a circle around it. He smiled and said "Now I can fuck the shit out of you boy." It wasn't long before we were fucking like animals and I was enjoy feeling his eight inch cock in my ass. He was rough and enjoyed making me really feel him inside me. He leaned down and kissed me and started to moan, saying "Yeah, here it cums." And with that I could feel the warmth of his explosion in my ass. John collasped on top of me and we lay there for a few minutes, his cock still deep inside my hole. Then he withdrew, stood-up, and freaked saying "Oh fuck dude, oh fuck. I'm sorry dude. The condom must have broken. He was visibly upset. I replied "It's OK, John, it happens." He stammered "No, it isn't OK. I have Aids, and my cum will infect you." I lay there, trying to remember what I should do, if anything, as he dressed to leave. Just then Tom walked in, greeted us, and turned to me saying "How do you know John?" Tom then noticed the box of condoms, and before John or I could get a word in, Tom asked "Did you borrow those from my room?" I replied "Yeah, he wouldn't fuck me without a condom." Tom chuckled saying "Well welcome to the club roomie. Those are my trick condoms for those guys who say they won't fuck without condoms. I cut the tips off and put them back in the pack so no one knows but me." He then laughed and said "John initiated me in the club in early 2000s. Doctors said he wouldn't live another six months, but here he is." He walked over to his book saying "See this book? This is list of all the guys I've pozzed. I put a star with a big circle if I had to stealth them with the trick condoms." Tom chuckled again saying "I always thought I would get to poz your ass. It never occurred to me my benefactor would have the honors."

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I used to be a versatile top but, a few years ago, started my transition to what I am now--a total bottom. I had no idea how or why that happened because I always enjoyed being a top because it was less work (no messy anal clean-up), and I could always find a ready bottom when I needed to get off. I am a scientific sort of guy so I thought I'd do a little research to see if there is any scientific reason that could occur. I read many articles about this phenomenon but the one that resonates with me was one that stated that there are certain chemicals/proteins present in the ejaculate that, once absorbed, create a dependency on the host's ejaculate. If I understand the article correctly, it means that a when a bottom absorbs the top's cum it changes the bottom to desire it more and more with each load. I'm not sure about how "science" would explain this, but I know that, at least anecdotally, this is true in my case. As I said earlier, I used to be a versatile top, but I was sort of tricked, over time, into bottoming. At first, I started out telling the top that he would need to always wear a condom when he topped me but, little did I know, he was stealthing me. After absorbing several of his loads this way (again, unbeknownst to me) I wanted to try bareback but with the stipulation that he not shoot his load in me. He agreed but (I found out much later) whenever he topped me, he shot his first load in me and kept fucking me until he was ready to shoot his second load. At that point he would pull out and shoot that load on my back. I absorbed several loads through this deception which continued to change me. So, after a few months of that, I realized that I wanted him to cum inside me. I told him the next time he was fucking me that I wanted him to cum in me so I could feel what that was like. He happily agreed. He shot his load in me which I pushed out once he pulled out. He didn't say anything about me doing that but after a few more weeks/sessions of him shooting in me and then me pushing it out he told me that he thought that was rude and didn't want me to do that anymore. I thought about it and decided that I would keep his loads inside of me. I have found that now I actually want his cum inside of me. It has made me into his own personal cum whore, which we both seem to enjoy.

Exactly, the bottom must be prepared for his fucking. Yes, a good deep rimming gets his asshole excited and ready for my cock. During penetration I never ASK my bottom if he’s ok or if it hurts - I read his physical cues. I TELL him his ass feels amazing, I TELL him I’m ready to force another inch of my hard meat up his hole. I also TELL him that my cock is only going to go deeper up his ass and will only stop when I’ve got every inch of my shaft inside him and my balls are pressed against his. I make him understand that his job is to milk my cock and I must be deep in him. I find most if not all bottoms react well to being ordered to take my meat

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I have a tight hole but I tell tops not to worry and just go for it. Yes it sometimes hurts but I know it's only going to be for the first 30 thrusts or so, that also helps relax things. The main bummer about having a tight hole is that only a truly stiff dick has a chance. At the bathhouse near me, many of the guys can't get hard enough, so I end up sucking out many more loads then get shot into me.

It is probably still effective, unless it was stored in truly awful conditions. Expiration dates for chemical pharmaceuticals (as opposed to biologicals, antibodies, or vaccines) are (in general) more about degradation of the active substance creating potentially toxic byproducts than they are about significantly reducing the amount of active substance.

23 years ago I was so horned up and couldn’t get enough pussy. I ended up on some porn sites and saw some gay porn. It aroused me as that was the first time I’d ever seen any. I ended up on an old site called men4sexnow and there was a local guy to me. He was 14 years older and offered to suck my cock. I drove over to his house and he was very nice and relaxing. He gave me the best blowjob of my life and I cam so hard. Immediately I was embarrassed and angry at myself. I left and tried not to think about it. I lasted two weeks, I was back at his door for another, then another, and another. This went on for a year and I fucked his ass several times. I blew him a couple of times but didn’t really appreciate it then as much as I do now. Now I go out of my way to be available for young curious men.

I will never pass up the opportunity to force cunt. I just love it. In any case, coitus interruptus is a grave offence. I do not pull out. At most, I stop pushing while the pain of the initial violation subsides and his anus adjusts to my girth. That's just basic training at the minimum level of suffering I require.

You don't need to show anything off. If you're really a bottom bitch, we tops will sense it soon after meeting you.

Mine was my college BF in the late 80s—he was always the top. We started out always using condoms (due to the times), but eventually started fucking BB, but he would always pull out when he came. I always wanted him to cum inside me, but didn’t feel comfortable saying that (I’ve changed a LOT since then 😄). One night he was fucking me and I knew he was getting close and kept expecting him to pull out any second, but he never did—he blew his load inside me. Neither one of us mentioned it, and I thought maybe it just got away from him. But, the next morning he fucked me again and came inside me again. Turns out, he had been wanting to breed me for a while but was afraid to say anything too! We were together another year or so, and I think I almost always had one of his loads inside me after that!

I am and always will be a total bottom so I generally prefer my cock left alone. Sometimes to ensure that I am caged, but when I am out and about I always get hard when fucked. I prefer anal stimulation on myself and always feel much better when that is the focus of the Tops interest, and yes I do cum from being fucked. Sometimes its difficult to explain that I really don't like my cock played with. I think this is because for most guys that is the focus of their pleasure so they don't seem to understand I would rather they focus on filling me up. As they take their pleasure I will get mine.

Generally yeh. Pounding me balls deep gets me there

Keep the fire burning guys. Here is Australia, i'm truly lucky. Have most of the market to myself. Love breeding white guys, and yes, most guys just become addicted. Currently i have 35 regulars, mostly white, incl 11 married guys (all white). One of the married guys just lives down the road, met him at a nearby cruising spot. He pretends to be walking the dog yet he comes over to get my load at least 3 times a week. I fuck all my guys raw (as should be) and maintain a strict "no questions asked" policy. No one ever does anyway, they are all grateful to be on my roster and getting what they crave the most. Oh and i never pull out, i have to pump my DNA deep inside your guts.