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So it's the long weekend here in Melbourne in Australia and I have nothing planned. I am sure there are plenty of gay events around and the sauna is pumping, but I don't consider myself quite the standard for either. I am a stocky 50 y/o. Totally smooth all over except for below, and avg cock. But I don't stress over the cock because I am a total bottom. And a horny one at that. I stopped prep about 2 months ago. Work had been busy and nothing was happening, so I decided to give the body a break from it. I got through most of the long weekend ok, but come Monday I was getting really horny. So I decided to advertise on a couple of sites and see if I could get some cock and cum. Completely forgetting I was not taking Prep. However, I wasn't all that hopeful I was gonna get any action anyhow. Guys around here are quite picky. Come 6pm it was getting dark and to my surprise I got a message from a blank profile wanting to do an anonymous breeding. Door unlocked, me waiting in the dark. He wanted to walk in and find me in the dark, let me suck him hard then fuck and breed me and leave. I thought "what the hell" and put the plan in motion. I had no idea of age or what he looked like. But hey, I can't be picky and I needed to be fucked. Come to 30 minutes later I am on all fours on the bed in my jocks in a dark room as I hear the front door open. Soon enough I have a nice soft cock in my mouth growing to a respectable 7" rock hard. He says in a gruff low voice. "That's enough, I need to breed" and turns me around and slides all the way in in one go. Thank god I prepped and stretched. He fucked fast and within minutes I hear his breath speed up and he says as he grunts, "take my babies". and bottoms out as he floods my arse with his anonymous seed. As many of you bottoms on here will appreciate, it was like a flame that was lit in me getting my first load and I was on heat and desperate for more. He slid out and before I even had a chance to turn over he was gone. I reached over to my side table and took a but plug out of the drawer and slid it in. There was no way I was going to risk losing a drop. As I slid the plug in my phone went off again to my delight. Another guy looking to lose a load, but said his brother was in town visiting and they both wanted to breed a hole. My heart skipped a beat with the next sentence. "Reckon you could take us both at the same time?". I tell them I already have one load in me so it should be nice and wet for them. And a pic followed of 2 respectable cocks. One average 7" cock with a mushroom head and the other had to be a solid 9" long but skinnier. My first thoughts were I could probably take them both, and I was definitely going to try. So I said yes and sure enough the request for me to be blindfolded the whole time came. Short response for me, "Yes, how soon?". "Can be there in 1hr. Make sure the room is dimmed and you are blindfolded". Come to 1hr later I remove the plug and I am in my dark room and I hear the door open and two guys chatting and laughing. They sound like they are in their late 20's or early thirties and I am so horny at this point. They come into the room and to my surprise one says, "Damn that's nice, no wonder you are already loaded." I feel a hand feeling my arse and hole and the guy touching me says "dude, are those tats on your arse?" I respond "yes" and he tells his brother to turn on the light so he can see. On my left arse cheek is is a tattoo of a cheeky pig and on the right arse cheek. They have a little laugh and I hear them undressing, but they don't turn the light off again. I feel a hand under my chin as someone lifts up my head. I am expecting to feel a cock in me face, but instead I feel a tongue and lips and one of them kissing me. He clearly has a beard which turns me on even more and I can taste he is a smoker. He breaks the kiss and says, "no wonder you have a load in you, you are hot! Ready for us to feed the little piggies?" "The same guy says, "I'm going to get in under you man, and I want you to sit on my cock. Then my brother is going to slide in next to mine. Then get ready to take 2 big 5 day loads from us both." I do as I am told and I can feel the guy under me is a little stock like me, but hairy and it takes all my self control not to just bear hug him. He feels and tastes amazing. I feel his cock rub against my stomach and realise he is the longer 9" cock. I adjust myself and feel his cock at my entrance and he says "squeeze a bit of that cum out to wet my cock". I do as I am told and squeeze some cum out and feel it drop out on his cock. As it does he slides right in almost simultaneously and I am proud I take it to the hilt. As I do, he tongue kissing me again and whispers in satisfaction "that's it, take my baby maker". I am a total bottom and still this gets me rock hard and oozing precum on his hairy stomach. I slowly move up and down on his cock and hear his brother say, "ready for another?", but without waiting for a response I feel his cock pressing at my already full hole. To my delight he takes a couple of minutes to slowly push in so that it is not uncomfortable and allows my arse time to adjust.The whole time he is slowly opening me up his brother is passionately kissing me and telling me "that's it, nice and slow". It is the most amazing feeling as the second guys cock pops past my second barrier and I am totally full of two cocks. I slowly move around a bit to make sure the guy under me gets some fucking as well, and the top guy is moaning as he slowly fucks me alongside his brother. I can see below the eye mask as I break from my kisses and they have left the lights on to my surprise and I catch a glance of a tattoo on the guy under me just below his belly button under his blonde hairy stomach. There is no mistaken that it is a biohazzard tattoo. The sight of the tattoo along with the rubbing against his furry belly sends me over the edge and I cum hands free on his stomach. As I realize what I have seen the top brother starts to pick up the pace a bit and he is telling his brother it won't be long now as he can't hold 5 days in much longer. The brother under me says go for it as he is on the edge. No sooner do they say it, I feel the top thrust in full balls deep and I feel the tell tale sign of more fluids in my arse. Then the brother under me starts grunting and groaning in unison and my arse is stretched more than it has ever been and very wet. After a minute of flooding my insides the top brother pulls out but the bottom one stays in me as he stays hard. He is feeling my face as he kisses me and says, "Let the hole relax and close, I don't want you to lose any. And about a minute later while still kissing me and his brother is getting dressed he slowly plops out. The brother under me then gently rolls me off him and says, "Now, no letting any out. I want you to keep our seed in you all night." And I agree with mixed emotions. I so want to see his face and am on a sex high. They both dress and leave and I lay on the bed full of their seed. Toxic seed I imagine, but I just don't care. While laying there, I grab my phone and message the guy with a message I thought I would never send: "Thanks for an amazing fuck. By the way, caught a glimpse of the tattoo while you were fucking me. Not sure what your intentions were, but I don't care. I'll do as you say on one condition. You and your brother come back every night while he is still here and top it up. When he leaves, I want you to continue the job until it takes. And no more blindfold. I want to know who the father is". Response in just one minute: "Deal! You're hot. What about after it takes, care to start a family with me?". Attached is a face pic that looks like a doppelganger of Logan Stevens. TBC

Hey lads first post. A bit of exposition — ive always been more conservative and in and out of LTRs. as I’ve gotten older have started to really get a kink for more piggish sex. So I’ve had a bad run of luck not getting laid for a while. Last weekend I decided to take a raw load. Fresh out of a LTR I was feeling pretty low and probably looked worse. I got blazed and opened Grindr. There were two guys closest to me that had both messaged one was an anonymous profile. We chatted for a bit and he sent pictures that could have been fake for all I know. A young muscular, strong bi BBC guy. After asking for loads of photos he said “I’m on my way.” Once close he got demanding “full nude with face”. In the shower I did my best to accomodate his request but got blocked immediately after sending. I felt like shit. The other profile hit me up. Bi, 30-something male with a long thick uncut cock. It was about a 6 minute walk. Easy! I got there and he wasted no time getting undressed and soon he was ramming my throat with his 7” cock. He rolled me onto my back and began fucking me with nothing but his spit. He pushed it inside so fast I got a cramp and tried my best to take the thrusting until I got loosened up a little. He pulled out collapsing in a sweaty heap. “It takes me a while to cum sometimes bro”. We made out and I sucked his nipples before moving down to his cock. I could taste pre cum. “I’m gonna cum” he said as he shot a huge load down my throat. It was a fun time but ultimately I left still feeling unfucked. Fast forward to this weekend my housemate was telling me about his weekly adventures. I expressed how I felt cursed nobody wanted to fuck me. “I’m probably going to have someone over tonight. What about you?” I asked ”haven’t thought about it. Probably” he replied. A blank profile messaged me demanding more pics. Mid send I recognised it as the same one that hit me up last weekend! As was stepping out of the shower, I got the message asking to send a full face photo with body. I took a photo and said “this is me now and all you get. I never send this many pictures”. “Hot bro” he replied. No way the dude was real. “You don’t mind if I have beer on my breathe?” ”not at all bro. Bring one for me” He turned up and looked as intimidating as his photos. Tall, dark skin, wide shoulders. We didn’t waste much time getting undressed. I skulled my beer. He had his on my bed as I began to suck him. Soon he was ramming my throat hard. Thank god it wasn’t oversized I could only just fit it in my mouth before thrusting. Soon he was fucking the back of my throat hard. I gagged and spit all over his cock. This just made him excited. “Fuck I love white boys” he said as he made me gag on his throbbing dick. He flipped me over and began eating my ass. Using nothing but spit he began to fuck me hard. He motioned for me to meet his thrusts and soon I was throwing it back feeling his dick deep in my guts. We fucked every way and every angle with him trying to fuck me deeper and harder each time. After about an hour he tapped out and said “I came earlier”. I was more relieved than annoyed. I was shaking from all the positions and my head hurt from pounding against the headboard. he left, and my housemate had a guy over in the next room. I got so horny hearing fucking I opened Grindr. “Hey mate really horny top. Can you help an old man out?” he looked fit. Probably old pics I thought. “Sure. Raw?” I asked. ”Is there any other way to fuck ;)” I got so turned on thinking I was about to just let some stranger in and breed my hole. My heart was pounding. “My housemate has someone over but he’s cool.” I dropped my location. I couldn’t believe I was inviting a 60 year old man over half my age and I was going to worship and serve his cock. He had an average cut cock but thick with a big mushroom tip. I sucked him for a while, licking and tasting his balls while he moaned and grabbed my head. Soon he had me move onto all four on the bed. He observed me, stroking his cock. I felt a finger press against my hole. Then spit as he began exploring my hole first with his tongue then finger. He kept alternating, I felt like an object on display for his pleasure. I felt the slick tip of his cock push against my ass as I grabbed the amyl. He pushed all into me in a thrust with some resistance. I moaned as he began to fuck me hard and slow, then fast. His balls slapped mine as he rhythmically fucked me on all fours. He slapped my ass as he began moaning. I felt his hard dick stiffen as he began pulling all the way out and pushing into me, bottoming out inside me with each thrust. I felt his dick pumping as he painted my guts with his cum. I pushed back all the way as he emptied up inside me. After we had finished I heard movement in the next room or down the hall. “Is the coast clear?” I messaged my roommate. No reply. “Fuck it.” I said and opened the door. I walked him out but as I turned the corner ran into my roommate who had just finished his hookup. Shirtless, with what looked like a massive load on his stomach. We exchanged awkward “hellos” before I sent the guy on his way. “How was it?” My roommate asked me grinning. ”I got bred. How was yours?” ”I did the breeding” ”hot!” I quizzed him about the load on his stomach and he seemed embarassed. “I was trying not to cum too soon and he rode me. He busted his all over my stomach when I bred him” “I’m jealous! Before tonight I haven’t been able to get bred” he joked about me licking the cum off his belly to which I replied “that’s fucked up” we locked eyes for a second. I felt like he was half joking then I saw he was still hard. I moved in closer to do it and he didn’t object. He laughed as I licked up the cum then took his Huge thick Cock out. I sucked it. It tasted like spit, sperm and hole. He moaned and grabbed my head, then pushed me back onto the bed. He began to lick and suck my used hole! “Is this okay?” He asked me. “Fuck yes!” he came up and kissed me, before pushing his thick cock into my hole. I could feel him fucking my cummy used hole. This dude has literally just fucked someone and wanted to raw fuck me too. He fucked me with all the energy of a horny breeder before moaning and cumming deep inside me. I could actually feel the cum shooting out. that was my experiences so far and I’m looking forward to more. Things have been surprisingly super normal and uneventful since, looking forward to the coming weekend.

Dear Bobby: The man giving you this letter is my husband, Carl. He’s there to poz you and Mike before Martin can I know this is not a perfect solution but as I read things, you are going to be infected one way or the other. Martin taking custody of your brother makes it to where Carl can’t just simply take you boys away from him. He could be charged with kidnapping Marc if he did and there is a prosecutor out there who would love nothing better than to have an excuse to put Carl back in prison. I think if Martin is the one to poz you two it could be the final blow in his battle to control you r minds. From what you say he is close to it as it is. Choosing to become poz and picking someone else to do it behind his back may just have the opposite effect. The virus Carl carries in the same virus in my veins and he’s the one who pit it there. It can be a family bond we share and make our family love even stronger At this point, the main concern is protecting Marc’s health, It’s a huge sacrifice for you two to make but it will all be over when Marc turns 18. Even if the plan to get me out fails. Carl will be there to support you. He can take you away as soon as Marc is an adult and you can trust Carl, I promise. He has been my lover and protector for years now I am so sorry I can’t do more. If I was there I would never have let Martin touch you. Believe me, he will pay for trying to take my sons from me. Please give Carl a chance. He’s a truly good man despite how he looks. I trust him with my life, you can too Write me back to let me know what you decide and with any further news Your loving father Paul Bobby finished reading the letter and then looked at Carl with stunned eyes. He would have to talk to Mike about it but if he was going to be pozzed he would rather a total stranger do it than Martin. At least this Carl loved their dad. They had that in common Carl stood looking at them, his eyes were not filled with lust or desire, they were filled with sadness, worry and concern. “You should talk to your brother, I am willing to do what Paul asks. It may even be easy for me because you two look so much like him, but I have not been able to get it up for any man but him since our wedding. I haven’t wanted to” the hulking man said Mike looked confused by all of this so Bobby handed him the letter from their Dad. After he had read it he looked just as stunned as Bobby had. “I think Dad is right” Bobby said “I’d rather get it from a man who our Dad loves than Mast… than MARTIN any day. I’d rather not be pozzed at all but there is no way around it” Mike nodded slowly “You are right. If we make a choice it takes the power away from Martin. Being pozzed by someone else means Martin's virus can’t ever touch us” he said Mike didn’t know how right he was After his recent tragedy and with the prosecutor falsely charging him, Carl had gotten gone a little crazy. Out on bail he had self destructively sought out the virus. He heard about a man on a gay bareback fattish website called Breeding Zone. The man and his two lovers had an entire section dedicated to them. There were testimonials and fan fiction stories as well as actuarial pozzing stories about them Carl had gone to the bathhouse that was they ruled and lost his anal virginity to a man named Zeke. He didn’t know it but Carl now had The Angel Strain of HIV. He had been poz for 14 years now and suffered no ill health effects, nor had anyone he had ever pozzed He had gotten his biohazard tattoo while awaiting trial and had pozzed several man before he was found guilty of crimes he had not committed and was sentenced to three life sciences. ************************** One week ago: Paul sat in despair holding the letter from Bobby. There was nothing he could do tp help his sons, nothing at all/ Carl came back into the cell after his meeting with the warden and the look of shock and worry on his face snapped Paul out of his circling thoughts “Carl! What is wrong?” He said rushing to take his husband in his arms “Th . ey found out who really killed my wife and daughters” he said in a stunned voice Paul had never asked what Carl was in prison for and he listened as the stunned Carl told his story Carl had inherited a fortune, His dad had left it all to him despite him having a brother, the reason being that Carl’s brother was irresponsible to the point of Idiotcy. He blew every penny he got his hands on on booze and prostitutes. Carl’s dad had known he would take care of his brother and keep him from blowing his inheritance in six months. Carl had arranged a generous monthly stipend for his brother and went on with his life. His brother, off course, resented this because he wanted it all, even Carl's share and had ceased the opportunity to get Carl out of the way by taking advantage of a tragedy Carl had come home home to find his wife and daughters…. We won’t go into that beyond saying that the circumstances exactly matched a string of other such crimes that had been happening around the state and were very much in the news at the time Carl’s brother had gone to the police and told them that Carl had confessed to him that he had done it and just tried to make it look like the other crimes The police and prosecutors', desperate to look like they were doing SOMETHING about the situation had done the rest Carl was convicted based on very shaky evidence and his brother’s testimony. All his efforts to appeal were stone walled. Somehow, despite their best efforts, Carl’s lawyer could never get a date set to actually hear any appeal. The judge kept granting the prosecution's requests for delays They tried to pin all the crimes on Carl but they kept happening even after he was in prison and not even his scumbag brother would say he had confessed to more than his wife and daughters Then about a year ago the real killer was caught. The police and prosecutors even charged him with the three crimes Carl was convicted of while trying to keep Carl in prison for the same crimes "Just to make sure" The killer had actually been the one who made it very clear that Carl was innocent, In several interviews with reporters and under oath, in court he had angrily said so. He hated that someone else was getting credit for “his work, He even had items belonging to Catl's wife and daughters Carl had given up years ago and even refused to see his criminal attorney or read the letters the man sent him. To tell the truth, Carl was perfectly happy exactly where he was with Paul “Babe! That’s wonderful!” Paul told him “You don’t understand Paul! They are releasing me tomorrow! You are here for at least five more months and you will be alone! I won’t be here to protect you!” Carl said with tears in his eyes Then he whispered “I don’t know how I am going to get through five months without you and the worry of what is happening to you will drive me insane! On top of that, what if Tony’s plan fails? Tonight could be our last night together for 20 years!” Then it hit Paul, Carl was right about all of it Tony’s plan was good but it depended on someone keeping his word and without Carl, Paul could never protect himself here. But the worst part was being separated from Carl for five months or maybe till the end of Paul's 30 year sentence. With the way he was being treated by the parole board, he doubted he would get time off for good behavior Paul broke down and started crying himself even as he explained the contents of Bobby’s letter “The only good thing is you can protect them now, even if I don’t ever get out of here” he said sadly, then the thought of Carl pozzing Bobby and Mike before Martin could popped into his mind Carl reluctantly agreed and Paul started trying to write Bobby back through the tears That last night together they had clung to each other and in the morning, when the guards came to escort Carl to the out processing area the last thing he had seen in Block C was a group of his largest lieutenants, led by the blond man who had been the first man Paul had ppzzed himself, entering the cell he had shared with his husband ********************* Carl spared the boys what he thought was probably happening to their dad. Paul would survive most likely and hopefully in five months would be free to join them His criminal attorney had been waiting for him at the prison gates. Within a few hours Carl had a new ID and access to his bank accounts. The lawyer showed him how to use his new phone, the original fruity company E Phone had come out the year Carl had been convicted and things had changed quite a bit since then “My last phone had limited text and you had to wit for nights and weekends to make free local calls” Carl told the man, who laughed good naturedly The first call he made was to the lawyer controlling his finances. The courts had blocked him from cutting off his brother, though they had also prevented his brother from getting access to anything more than the monthly payments Carl had set up for him as well. His brother had gotten nothing at all from destroying Carl’s life “We anticipated what you would want to do and have already gotten the courts to lift the restrictions on you” the lawyer told him on the phone “Your assets have grown substantially through careful management and are now somewhere in excess of 500 million dollars. We will forward a full report to you when you settle somewhere” Carl was tempted, very tempted to cut his brother completely off but he had promised his dad so... “Lets cut my brother from living the high life down to just being able to pay for his rent, utilities and food. He’s going to have to work for anything beyond that from now on” he said and the lawyer saud it would be done Then he called his brother and told him what he had just done and hung up in his face right in the middle of the scream of “You can’t do that!” because. yes he could do that so why argue “Oh by the way, the judge in your original case is pressing the D.A. to charge your brother with perjury and the D.A. is having trouble of his own since the feds are looking into your conviction, We have the paperwork all prepared to file a civil suit for malicious prosecution. Just give us the word and we will get that going” Carl nodded and said "Do it" “I have taken the liberty of hiring you a personal assistant to help you adjust to the changes in the world. He can show you how things work now” The lawyer said, indicating a nondescript man who had been standing off to the side. "Is there anything else I can do for you?” “Yes, I want you to start looking into the conviction of my husband Paul. I believe him when he says he was innocent and his appeals were stymied the same way mine were. We actually know who stole the money but have no proof” The lawyer nodded, shook his hand and said “I will get right on that” then he left Carl looked at his personal assistant and said “There is somewhere I have to go. I have to help my step sons” **************************** Inside the prison in C Block, Just as Carl had feared, Paul was getting used as a sex toy.. Well… kind of how Carl had feared Paul had watched his husband being escorted out of the block and then turned to confront the five men who entered his cell. “So, what can I do for you gentlemen?” He asked. He had decided he would not fight because that would only lead to pain and injury. Sean, the blond bully boy who had been the first man he had ever pozzed himself leered at him. He had bulked up a lot since then and become one of Carl's men “So, no more Carl to protect you, huh?” Sean said, coming forward and looming over Paul. who nodded sadly Sean tilted his chin up with a finger and surprisingly kissed Paul rather gently then looked him in the eye “You belong to me now. If you don’t fight I won’t make this hard on you” Sean said and put a hand on Paul’s shoulder pushing down “You know what to do” The other four men moved out to guard the door from several disappointed looking men who had probably all been planning on making Paul their bitch. These were the five biggest, toughest, most feared men in C Block though and Sean was their ring leader Paul sank to his knees and pulled Sean's pants down . The man had a hefty eight inches, uncut with blond, fuzzy balls and Paul noticed he smelled clean. like he had just showered Paul had always been a good cock sucker and soon had the blond man moaning as he worked the shaft in his mouth and throat "Teah, pretty baby, suck that cock. I have wanted your lips around my cock for so long. Show me how much you love it" Sean moaned ahs he fucked Paul's throat till he shot a load down down it Paul could not help but get hard and as Sean caught his breath he stood. Hos cock was not quite as big as Carl’s but it was still huge by most people's standards and it tented out the fabric of his pants Paul saw that Sean was staring at that bulge and decided to take a chance. He put his hand on the bulge and rubbed it invitingly “Remember how much you loved this inside of you Sean?” He said in a soft sexy voice Sean looked up and they locked eyes. It was Sean who looked away first and Paul smiled, stepping closer He leaned in and nuzzled Sean's neck then bit his earlobe, whispering “I think you got it wrong Sean. I think I own you, not the other way around. Now go lay, face down on the bed and spread your legs for Master, birch” It was an order ordered and Sean did as he was told “Told you he wouldn’t last long” one of the other four men said and there were nods and laughs “You all want my cock, don’t you?” Paul asked as he finally understood the situation All four men nodded. Together with Sean they could handle the rest of C Block with no problem and everyone knew it. So what if they wanted to get fucked? They could still kick your ass so what difference did it make? “We will have to work out a schedule but I can probably keep all five of you happy. In return you will keep those animals off me” Paul told them “Oh and you will also bring me every new boy or man who comes to C Block, I am in charge here now so I get to breed every ass first” “That’s kind of what we figured” Buster, the largest man not only in C Block but in the entire prison said “”Fucking him is going to be interesting, it will kind of be like fucking a mountain” Paul thought as he turned and got on top of Sean sliding his cock up that smooth blond ass Sean moaned and pushed back, begging for more. Paul drug it out, fucking this tough boy for nearly an hour, making Sean pay for that forced blowjob and scaring Paul but finally loaded that pretty hairless ass with a nice big load After a rest he climbed Mount Buster. The huge man was very meek and submissive in bed and he quickly became Paul’s favorite, comfort fuck He had an incredible ass that almost seemed to suck Paul’s cock as he fucked the huge man till they came together It was Sean who slipped into his cell and into the bed with Paul that night “No more, Sean. My balls need a rest” Paul groaned. He had managed to fuck all five today and sealed their loyalty to him with sticky cum, and he could not have gotten it up again today if his life depended on it “I’m not here for that, I know you are used to sleeping with someone and while I am not Carl I’m a warm body. To be honest, I have been in love with you since that first fuck, I don’t expect you to love me back but would you please let me be there for you? We both are going to be here for a while, I have a couple years leftand I would love to at least be special to you someday” Sean said and Paul could tell he meant it. No one knew about Tony's plan but he, Tony and Carl. He should send this love struck boy away and spare him the pain of losing Paul after only a few months but he was so hurt and so he decided to be selfish Paul didn’t answer with words but he did kiss Sean before clin to him and crying into his smooth, muscular chest as the blond man stroked his hair and told him everything would be all right The day had been to busy to really think about things but now he faced his first night without Carl. Sean was right, he wasn't Carl but he was there... The next day a new man was brought into C Block. He was dark haired and handsome, Well muscled, hairy. in his mid 30s and walked through the block like he was the Alpha Male. He reminded Paul of Martin, bith in looks and attitude "This is about what I imagine Martin looks like now" Paul thought as he motioned to his men and nodded at the man The Alpha Male changed his tune when his hands were tied to a cell bar above his head and his legs were held up by Sean and Buster so that Paul could force his HIV tainted cock up that straight neg, virgin ass “By the way. I’m HIV positive and by the time I’m done with you, you will be too” He told the man as he placed the large head of his cock to that puckered hole and pushed in with no mercy The man groaned in pain as Paul worked something close to 10 inches of cock up his never before fucked ass. The look of pain on the man’s face just made Paul fuck him harder, imagining that it was Martin screaming under him. Paul bred him three times despite being a littler tired from the day before. The man glared at him the entire time. Paul slapped his face as he got up and left th4 man tied for the block to use For the rest of the time he was there Paul fucked the man three or four times a week, simply because the man hated it so much, That glare had reminded him even more of Martin when he was angry and Paul took his frustrations out on this straight man unlucky enough to have remind Paul of the wrong person Paul would approach the man with Sean and Buster and they would pin him to the wall while Paul pulled down his pants and rammed into him. All he wanted to do was bust a quick load in the man and it never lasted more than ten minutes. Oddly enough after the first few times the man seemed to go out of his way to catch Paul's attention, though he always pretended to hate the fucking he got About a week after Carl had been released Paul got a letter from him with a return address that was a post office box in the town his boys lived in, It begging to know if he was ok. He wrote back quickly and told Carl that the worst thing that was happening to him was having to cry himself to sleep each night because he missed him so much and detailing the new situatio, he didn't mention Sean in his bed every nihjy though/ He would tell Carl, but not till they were together. Sean was no threat to what he felt to Carl he was just a warm body and a shoulder to cry on Carl’s letter had also said he had just met the boys that day and that they were thinking the matter over. He would write again as soon as there was a decision **************** The next morning after meeting the boys Carl’s phone rang “We will do it” Bobby said “Better you than Martin” “If you are sure, come to my hotel suite and we will get started” Carl said As he hung up se smiled down at the rock hard bulge in his pants and the wet spot forming in the fabric at the tip “Well that answers that question“ he thought and got ready to poz his step sons ******************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Bobby and Mike finally get the gift every boy dreams of Let me know what you think! Scanbu

So I haven’t had much desire this year for any type of sex yesterday on Long Island was so nice I headed to the video store by me that has a theater and booths. It was pretty quiet so I was in the theater alone and started looking at sniffles. It looked like a top popped in and wanted to fuck so I walked over the the booth area and found one closed door. I go onto the adjacent booth and through the glory hole I see a beautiful 8 inch dick being stroked. Immediately drop my pants and underwear and get down in my knees, motioning him to slide his member through the hole. He does and I start to blow him for a few minutes. He’s was nice and thick too. Not quite a beer can but still had a real nice girth. as I’m blowing him I take a bit hit of poppers and lube him up with my spit. I then spun around and backed up onto his cock. He knew right away what was going on and grabbed the base of his cock and helped push it in. I took a minute or more to get all the way in but he did and just left it there for a while. Then he stated to slowly pump me, and went up to a regular thrusting speed. I positioned myself to take his thrusts fully, took a big hit of poppers and reached back and spread my ass wide. He took the cue and buried his cock in my ass and for the next 15 minutes he just thrusted away until he got all tense and not move for a minute. Then he pulled out. I stayed in position for a bit but I reached down and felt a his huge creamy load. Since he was done I pulled up my clothes, got dressed and walked into a different booth without any holes. I closed the door, stripped down and reached back and let some of the load drop into my hand so I could eat it. Tasted great. Then I took out the plug I had in my pocket and plugged my ass and jerked off for a while. Then went home. At home, I kept the plug in for the rest of the evening until I went to bed. I wanted to absorb every drop I could. It’s moments like this that make me so thankful that I’m gay with no inhibitions

Hunter Biden is charged with (a) buying a gun while being an active drug user, and (b) paying some of his taxes late (though they have been paid, with penalties and interest). I, for one, consider trying to skirt election laws in order to seize the highest office in the country a tad more problematic than a gun charge that even US attorneys admit is almost never prosecuted, or a tax violation that has already been corrected and is far, far less than the amounts the Trump company was found to have defrauded. Your mileage, as a non-American, may vary. Bullshit. The only world leaders who respected Trump are the other authoritarians, and even they considered him second-tier and easily manipulated. Regardless, we know him much better in this country than you do, just as I'm sure you know your own local pols better than I do. He's a serial fraudster found liable for sexual assault and is about to stand trial in the coming months on a bunch of other serious charges. If you choose to "respect" that kind of man it says more about you than you may realize.

Nothing is secret for long, unfortunately. Remember gay guys with the hanky code flying in their pocket of choice, but soon enough mainstream society of a certain age knew all the meanings. Or the keys hanging left or right. Or the pieced earlobe, which a lot of straight men copied but using the other side ear lobe, " to clarify they weren't gay" Bio hazard tats, pretty much well known. Point is, nothing stays hidden from other groups for very long. Including the wife. Perhaps the best way to signal your wants is simple eye contact and conversation. I hear it worked magically way back in the early days of gaydom, like 1970 or so.

== 1 == Jason is transferred college athlete. 6’2, muscular, round ass, 9.5 in dick, blonde hair and in the closet. In his previous school there just wasn't enough excitement for him so he decided to attend a bigger school to spice up his sex life. Coach told him today that he's got to get his physical done. Coach has asked the trainer to stay a little longer so Jason will come in as soon as he's done with practice. Jason rushed over to the sport medicine building. It is quiet because no one is here in the evening. Jason is wearing a white shorts and a navy blue shirt. Both are soaked in sweat because he just left practice. He knocked on the door lightly then answered the door was a 6’5 tall man, muscular too with a firm belly with nicely trimmed facial hair. He has a lab coat on but just a t-shirt underneath. Jason could practically see the trainer’s naked chest, his raisin size nipples and nipple rings.. Jason has been watching daddy type porn lately and this trainer totally fits that category. Something about pounding a grown men’s hole and hearing them moan is super satisfying to him. He could practically hear Luke moaning while begging him to pound harder in my mind, but he realized that in reality, he was starring so he quickly looked up and said “Hi. I'm Jason from the volleyball team. Thank you for staying late for me. Coach told me that I have a few things that aren't completed and today is the last day I can get them done” “Hey Jason. I'm Luke. It's no problem. Let's get you in and out of here so we can be both go on and enjoy our weekend. Come on in and let's get your measurements” Luke put his hand on Jason's back to direct him in “Wow. You're soaking wet” Luke said “Yeah. Sorry. I rush straight here after practice. Normally I'd take a shower after practice but I didn't want to make you wait too long” Jason answered Luke held a tablet in his hand looking through Jason's record and said “well.. I didn't realize how many things you have to complete today. Couple of things will take me a few minutes to prepare. There's a few showers in the back. If you want to go get yourself cleaned up while I get everything ready you can. Just leave your clothes off and be in your underwear when you are done. You can put them back on when we're done taking measurements.” “Ok. Sounds good” “Just walk all the way back and make a right then you'll see them” Jason got his toiletry bag out of his backpack and got in the shower Jason thought “Wow. I dodged a bullet there. Hopefully he didn't see my raging hard when he was talking to me. I tried to hide it by holding my bag in front of me. Who knew the school trainer is this hot. If he wasn't wearing that lab coat I would have thought he walked out of one of those porn videos I watched last night” As Jason rubs soap up and down his body, his finger linger around his nipples for a bit longer. When he slid his hand in between his butt cheek, he touched his hole with his middle finger and penetrated it slightly and he found his other hand wrapped around his cock slowly stroking it up and down. “Fuck what am I doing. I really should rub one out so I have less of a chance embarrassing myself with a boner but that would have taken too long so fuck it. But fuuuuuck I'm so horny. Had I known I'd have to come here I wouldn't have saved my load for the long weekend. At least I'll be in my underwear Actually….no I will not. I grabbed my jockstrap this morning bc I didn't know I'm coming here after practice. My underwear is soaking wet so he'd for sure know if I rewear it. Fuck it. It's only for a moment anyway. I have nothing to hide. Plus…. maybe things will go exactly like the videos I watched last night 😁” Jason still thinking about the image of him pounding Luke and the sound of Luke saying ‘give it to me harder, boy. Fuck me’ Jason turned the water to the coldest setting right before getting out to get rid of his boner. Alright. Let's get this measurement thing done. Just need to not get hard in the next 15 min then I'll be good. The towel is barely long enough to wrap around Jason's waist. It's more of a workout towel than a bath towel so with one hand holding on to the towel at his waist and the other hand carrying his backpack, Jason makes his way back to the trainer. He watched Luke’s face closely, hoping that he could pick up a sign from Luke so he could talk suggestively and see if Luke picked up on it. He didn’t want to fuck up his sport scholarship though so that’s why he watched Luke’s reaction closely because he couldn’t afford to be wrong if he decided to hit on Luke. Unfortunately, Luke didn't react to Jason's half naked body. He just instructed him to remove the towel. step on the scale and told him that he’ll be getting his measurements and he has to check his testicles. “Wha…ohhhh ok” Jason said and tried not to act surprised. He dropped his towel and stood there in his jock while Luke got down to measure his waist. His nose is less than an inch away from Jason's bulge but still seem professional and uninterested in Jason's body. He quickly measured Jason's chest, waist, arms and thighs. While down there, he reached for Jason's balls and juggle them around a few times. Jason caught offguard softly let out a moan but he quickly silent himself but his dick grow larger and harder quickly and there was nothing he could do about it but watch it grew. He panicked a little. “Fuck. I’m sorry. I couldn't help it” His said to Luke while looking down at his fully erected dick. His right hand is rubbing the back of his hand, feeling embarrassed and still trying to get rid of all the dirty thoughts that came rushing into his head Luke stood back up and paid no attention to Jason's hard throbbing dick and didn't really acknowledge what Jason said on purpose. “You have to take a flu shot. Which arm is your hitting arm?” He asked “my right” Jason said “What else do I have to do on the list? If you don't mind me asking” Jason said “This is the last thing we have to do". After a long pause while Luke grabbed every he needs, he walked to the left of Jason and asked "This shot is gonna make you feel warm. Anyway... Do you have any plans tonight?” Finally a friendly gesture that Jason has been hoping for. Jason open his mouth and was about to answer but Luke swiftly push the shot in Jason's left arm. Jason felt a rush that he has never felt before. He gasped and couldn't catch his breath.. He tried to breath and gather himself. He looked to his left and noticed Luke took off his lab coat but his bulge was all Jason could focus on. To be continued….

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3. We took the shots Alvin bought us. I thanked him by walking behind him and hugging him. I ran my hands up his torso, pretending like his hot bitch bf wasn’t there. From the outside, we prolly looked really hot together. Two 6’3” guys getting frisky. “Damn you boys are so hot. My cock is fucking hard as hell!” Some more flirting and chatting. Then I told Alvin to get us another round. He was a bit hesitant, probably clocking that I wasn’t asking his bf to get this round. I noticed and quickly thanked him for the drinks he got last time, telling him how horny I get when I’m drunk. “You make me feel good, and I’ll make you feel good later, baby.” And just like that, he walked to the bar. Dumb bitch. You see? The trick to fucking someone up psychologically is you have to be inconsistent. Praise them. But also confuse them. Be sweet. Then be cold. Make them feel like they did something wrong, so they work extra hard to earn their next morsel of attention and approval. “When he gets back, ask me to go to the toilet with you. Be loud and clear so that your cuck bf hears,” I said to the hot cunt. Alvin walks back with our drinks, and I take a sip and pretend to dry heave. “Ugh this is fucking gross! Damn wtf did you order?” “Um I got some jack and coke,” Alvin said. “I can’t drink this. It’s way too sweet. Thanks for getting this though. Since you got this, finish it so it doesn’t go to waste.” “Hey David, can you go with me to the loo?” “Oh yeah, sure thing. Alvin, hold down the fort and finish my drink for me.” I pushed the cunt boy into the largest stall at the end of the, pulled his pants down and started kneading his ass. It was so fucking plump and round. Freshly shaven too. He had this brown birthmark on his left cheek. Damn this boy was hot. I spat on my cock and shoved it in one motion. I had to be fast. He didn’t scream. He Just moaned and begged for it. I bred and him and screamed “Take my load you faggot!” loud enough for everyone in the restroom to hear it. I wiped my dick on the faggot’s face, pulled my pants up and left. I walked up to Alvin and gave him a concerned look. “How open are you guys?” I said. “Huh?” Alvin responded. “Vik (short for Victor) pulled me in the bathroom and tried to fuck me. He said you two were completely open and you play separately.” “Wait what? We’re not…” “Oh damn. I fucking knew it. Don’t worry baby. I turned him down, even though he showed me his ass and that birthmark of his. I don’t want him though. Like I said, I’m into verse guys.” Not my most elegant work, but still good enough for this dumb bitch. I saw his experience all the emotional states. Anger. Lust. Hurt. Confusion. Flattery. Lust again. Mentioning the birthmark was a good touch. “Hey I have an idea. Let’s show him how fucked up what he tried doing was,” I said. “How…” Alvin said, still in his feelings. “Well, I want to fuck you in front of him. Teach him that cheaters never win. I will give you all the attention to make him jealous.” He hesitated. I moved behind him and started grinding my body against his. Breathing hot air into his ear as I whispered how good I wanted to make him feel. How I wanted to teach Vik a lesson to never mistreat him like that. When Vik finally came back out, I took both their hands and said, let’s go to my hotel. It’s right around the corner. I got Alvin to pay for my tab before we left. What a dumb faggot.

thanks for all the encouraging feedback, pigs. Hope you enjoy and can get fucked up to this new chapter. —— 8. Bear started bubbling my nipples, and I was writhing slightly. Still really horny apparently. Bear reached to the side table and grabbed his baggies. He pointed his finger at me. “Lick” I obeyed. He dipped the tip of his finger in the bag, withdrew it, and without asking or saying anything else, he inserted the finger in my cunt. He worked well, wiggling all around. Damn it hurt and burned a bit. Not as much as anticipated from reading stories on BZ. He repeated that two more times, and I was flying by the end of it. Jesus Christ. My penis shrunk again, but was so hungry. Hungrier than the night before. It was a lil sore before he inserted all that T inside me, but it felt fine after. Hole was tingly and so warm. I begged him if I could go online to post an ad for guys to come fuck me. To my surprise, he slapped me hard. This was the most aggressive he’s been toward me. I was confused. “You need to be trained. I control who fucks you. I decide. Not you,” he said very sternly. I felt like I was being scolded by a parent. I hate being told what to do. This is partly why I have a bad relationship with to my parents, other adults, and strict institutions. My first instinct was to lash out. But I was so horny. “You need to learn to take any cock. Not just the cocks you want,” he said. Oh that does make sense. If I’m in control, I’ll be picky. I know me. Releasing that control means I may get fucked by guys I would normally write off, like really old guys, or actually homeless, or maybe even more [banned word]. The [banned word], I would come to learn, would come much later. Years later. I started to soften registering his logic. He was right. Damn this hot. “I’m sorry, sir,” I said. “Get on my cock and show me how sorry you are.” I slid down on his fat cock. Eventually I was riding him reverse because his belly made riding reverse more comfortable and allows me to get fucked deeper. He was on his phone the entire time, ignoring me. So hot. This continued for a while, with excepting of me taking breaks to sniff some poppers, him feed me T or Gatorade. He also snapped some pics of me. After some time, he put his phone down. He must be done posting and messaging. I was excited of the unknown adventures awaiting me. He told me to grab the motel phone for him. He dialed the front desk. “Larry, it’s me. This slut is open for any guest tonight and tomorrow to use. Send them to the room. Door will be unlocked.” Larry came to the room not too long after and dumped a load into me. It was fast, but hot. I loved Bear watching me be a good boy taking loads. I had a steady stream of guys come and breed me throughout the night. Couldn’t tell if they were motel guests or people from the internet. That also made it super hot. They mostly blended together in my mind, but a few guys stood out. There was this twink that was youngest, very likely still in college. He was the most deer in headlights, but was rock hard and fucked me really fast. He also rushed out the quickest. lol. Then there were these one guy who was really tweaking out. I normally would have avoided him, but there I was, begging for his load. He couldn’t cum, but it was a hot exchange. Then there was this really old daddy who told me to take his poz load. I begged for it, knowing full well I wasn’t on Prep. Then there was bear#2. He came back, but he reeked of alcohol. He stripped and was just as aggressive as he was the night before. He almost gave me rug burn because he was so aggressive pushing me down to suck his cock. He also fucked me on the floor, pressing my face on the dirty carpet. He was fucking me so good, and he even played with my nipples every now and then driving me crazy. I could feel his pubes and sweat mix with my own. He started to get more aggressive. He told me to lean up, so I was not facing Bear. “You like getting fucked by my cock, faggot?” bear#2 asked. “Mmm…yessir. I love it.” “That’s right faggot. You fucking love it. You love me fucking you?” “Yessir, I love it.” “FUCK YEAH! You fucking love getting fucked by my cock, you whore!” “Mmmmmm” “Yeah tell me you love me. Tell me!” I paused. This felt a bit much? I couldn’t help but look at Bear and see how he felt. He was playing with his nipples and stroking. His face didn’t reveal much honestly. “Say it, faggot! Tell me you love me or I stop fucking you!” Oh fuck I needed his cum. I couldn’t explain it, but if all the guys that came through, he was by far the best fuck. I needed his load! “I love you! I love you! Please keep fucking me!” “Tell me I’m the only person you love! I’m the only person you’ve ever loved! You will love! Say it, bitch!” I said that and more. I screamed how I will only think of his cock and him. how my heart only has room for him and no one else. I was making eye contact with Bear the entire time. Bear#2 dumped a massive load and left. There was a deafening silence in the room after, as I was still on the floor collecting myself. I looked up and Bear was getting dressed. He took some of his belongings, leaving behind the pipe, lighter, and baggie. Then he left. I was all alone again.

YOUNG RIPPED BOY MEETS HIS IDOL I’m Damian, I’m 18 years old and very ripped with a nice big dick. My tanned skin tone defines my muscles perfectly. I thank my Moroccan dad for that My ripped body is the result of doing calisthenics since my 13th. I started with training after seeing videos on IG from a group of friends doing and explaining calisthenics. I haven’t really figured out if I like boys or girls, but I had a crush one of the boys from the group; His name was Zane, he was 16 y/o back then and had a ripped body. Last Friday I was training in the park. It was very sunny day so I was only wearing shorts and shoes. I just started a dead hang when I heard someone say “WOW! Looking good”. When I looked over I saw my idol Zane standing there. I ended my exercise and answered “Thanks bro! Your vids gave me the motivation”. This was the start of a conversation about calisthenics and healthy diets. After 20 minutes he asked me if I wanted to meet the group and maybe do a few trainings videos together. I answered with ‘YES!’ We talked some more while walking to Zane’s house. We entered a building and took the lift to the upper floor. When the doors open I was totally amazed by his penthouse. It was huge, had a huge balcony with a swimming pool. Zane pulled of his shirt revealing his ripped body covered in a few large tattoo’s. He must have caught me staring, but he ignored it. He then went to the fridge and took out two bottles of gatorade and handed me one. What I didn’t knew was that they are laced with G and crushed up viagra. I walked around the room and saw a tray with several syringes on it, so I asked him what it was. Zane stuttered a bit and told me they are special vitamin shots he developed himself to get more ripped. “Can I try one?” I asked him. Zane shook his head and then answered “It very strong stuff!”. “PLEASE! I do anything to try it!” I pleaded. Zane softly replied “Yeah! This stuff will”. After several pleas he gave in and told me to sit in the chair. He took a small rubber hose and tied it around my bicep. He found a good vein and swabbed the area. I felt a prick and then saw him shooting the contents in my vein. He than raised my arm and removed he rubber band. A warm rush came over me and I started the cough loudly. When it hit my brain my inhibitions washed away. I looked over to Zane’s hot body and blurted “You are so fucking hot, Bro!”. I couldn’t understand why I said that out loud, but he grinned and replied “So are you!”. Zane told me that he had to get something and walked away. While he was away I became very horny and couldn’t stop touching my body. My hands when down inside my shorts and I started to stroke my rock-hard cock. When Zane came back I had removed my shorts completely and stroked my cock with two hands. “Are you enjoying yourself” Zane asked, but I could only moan in reply. “Shall I show you something that makes this feeling better?” he asked. I was so horny that I nodded. Zane kneeled before me and told me to pull up my legs. He wetted his fingers and then slowly pushed one finger slowly inside. It felt amazing and after several minutes he added another finger. I was in ecstasy when he started to move his fingers around. After a while he pulled them out, took 2 big shard from a baggie and put them on his fingertips before sliding them back in. I began to moan because it burn. “Just relax it will subside” Zane said while adding a third finger. After several minutes the burning stopped and my ass began to open up. Zane worked a fourth finger inside me and then continued opening my ass before pulling out. I pleaded him to put them back, but he told me that he had something that will feel a 100 times better. He then removed his shorts, lubed his dick up with some spit and placed a big shard into his piss slit. He aligned himself better and placed the head of his cock in my gaping hole. With one thrust he rammed his cock deep in me but got blocked by my inner-ring. I let out a yell and a grunt because of his invasion. He then began to push forward against the ring. I started to moan louder as he increased the pressure. Slowly my inner-ring started to open up. When Zane felt this he let out a stream of piss and deposited the big shard behind the ring before pulling out. He then pushed another shard in my ass before pushing his cock back in. While my ass was burning he started to pump his cock in and out. After a few minutes the burning stopped and I started to moan louder and louder. With every stroke his cock stretched the inner-ring before it gave way and letting his huge cock sink ball deep. The feeling of his cock engulfed by my warm insides put Zane over the edge. He began to grunt loudly, his balls tightend and his dick started to swell up, just before shooting a huge load deep in my ass. I could feel my insides filling up with his warm cum. When Zane was done he began to piston fuck my ass so hard that his creamy cum began to flowed out of my ass with every stroke. He kept fucking me for more than 40 minutes straight and loaded me up another 4 times. When he pulled out we heard the front door open and 6 hot athletic boys between the ages of 19 en 22 came in. “I would like you to meet my crew” Zane said. The boys didn’t hessite and stripped naked. I felt like a kid in a candy shop seeing at all these ripped body’s. While looking at them something caught my eye; every boy had a tattoo on the base of their cock. And when Zane stood up I saw it also on his cock. It looked like a biohazard sign. But before I could think about the meaning, I was grabbed by two of the boys who took me to a playroom with a huge bed, 2 slings and lots of toys. I was put in one of the slings and while they secured me I saw the others coming in. “Time for another vitamin shot” said Zane, and before I knew it I felt him removing the band which resulted in a strong rush and coughing harder than the first time. I saw how the other boys also administer their slams. After coughing 2 of them grabbed a videocamera and started recording. A hot 21 y/o boy walked towards me and rammed his hard cock deep in me. I screamed but he kept on brutally pounding my ass. After a while the pain started to change in pleasure again and I started to moan. After he shot his huge load deep in me he was replaced by another boy. The last one was the youngest (19 y/o) but with an enormous cock (13 inch / 33 cm). His fucking was so intense that I came twice and without hands. After he pulled out my open ass started to ooze cum so they closed my hole up with a big butt plug. They helped me out of the sling and moved me to the bed, where i lay surrounded by 7 hot boys. I was still hard and my cock was pointing straight up. One of them saw this and got up and slid in one go over my cock before riding it hard. When I said that I was about to cum he kept on riding me and squeezing my cum out of my cock. I came 2 times in his ass before he got off. Part 2 is coming soon

I recognized him from across the bar. It was hard not to - dressed in tight faded denim shorts, a sleeveless tee, suede work boots and a construction worker's hat, he was one of the few people in the entire bar who wasn't wearing head-to-toe black leather, that's why I was fairly certain that he wouldn't recognize me. My leather harness, chaps, dark shades, and biker boots were the polar opposite of what he saw his high school history teacher wearing on a typical school day. That's right, history teacher. High school history teacher. I teach at one of the local public high schools, and while it is fairly obvious to me (and some of my co-workers...and students) that I hunt dick at night, most people see me a just a guy who is a bit out-of-time. My thick black mustache, dark eyes, dark hair, and furry chest are the epitome if the 1970's clone look, and while it might seem out of time when I'm wearing sansabelts and Aarow dress shirts, it looks pretty damn hot when I'm decked out in leather. Or denim. Or nothing at all. Like tonight. I've been looking forward to Village Night all month. The last Friday of the month is dedicated to one of the icons of the Disco era and my favorite spot, the Bar Code, transforms from a leather cruise bar with an active backroom into a late 70's cruise disco with an overstuffed backroom. The kid looked like he was barely keeping his head above water when I saw Jack and Cap on either side of him. Jack was rubbing the kid's crotch, and Cap had his hand running up the backside of his leg. They were both whispering in the kid's ear. I knew I had to intervene, or the kid would be in over his head before he knew it. I danced my way over to him, grinding on a motorcycle cop here, a construction worker or cowboy there....and within seconds was pulling Cap's hand out of the back of the kid's shorts. "This one's jailbait, boys," I said. "Word must be out that the doorman is into chicken and lets in the underage crowd so he can arrest them out later. See? Here he comes." Frank was, indeed, headed this way. The pair moved off, no doubt to look for another unsuspecting victim of their s&m-and-pozzing plan. I grabbed the kid's arm. "Come with me if you don't want to end up in the back of a police car," I said, exaggerating Frank's plans for the kid. He followed without a word, looking worried....but also a little .... Drunk? Or high? I couldn't tell. We made our way to the backroom. As expected, it was wall-to-wall fucking. Not sucking, fucking. The kid stopped cold. "This is how men get off, not boys," I said. "Don't worry, we re just in here because Frank got banned after he left his post to fuck one too many times." I led him toward the back corner. The further we got, the darker it became. The smell of mansex was almost overpowering back here. "Thanks, mister." The kid finally said something, and I knew right away that he wasn't drunk. Cap must have booted the kid when his hand was down his pants, and it was starting to come on strong,too. He was jittery, sweating, and rubbing his cock, "Damn. Fucking hot," he said to no one in particular as he watched the fucking going on around him. I was about to lose my restraint. If he keep rubbing that cock through those fucking sexy denim shorts, I was going to end up fucking him. I knew I wouldn't resist for long. He gasped and started pumping his hips when I started kneading his ass. A moan. Rubbing that cock. Kneading that ass. I moved behind him and unsnapped the shorts' buttons one by one. His hand instantly went to his cock once it was freed and started pumping, intent on cumming as quickly as possible. I held him still, nibbled on his earlobe and whispered, "Shhhh... Savor it. Don't cum yet. Look at all the fucking. Real men, macho men, bent over and taking raw dick." He tensed up when I said the word raw. I was testing him. He moaned, "Fucking hot." Passed the test with flying colors. "Flying colors." Made me remember the two tabs of X in my front pocket. I took one out and laid it on my tongue, then turned the kid around and shoved my tongue down his throat. I'm sure he noticed me shotgunning the tab into his mouth, but he didn't protest. Once it was and absorbed, I asked him, "So you party?" "Not yet, need a teacher," he said. Ambiguous, I thought. But I couldn't resist that opening. "I'm a hell of a good teacher," I said before I slid my tongue into the back of his mouth and nearly gagged him. My hands were all over him, and the X was just barely starting to kick in, making him ultra responsive to my hands. He was almost writhing as I rubbed him all over. I heard his shorts hit the floor. No underwear. I pulled his shirt over his head, felt it to make sure the pockets were empty, and threw it into the middle of the backroom orgy. I looked for his reaction, but there wasn't one - his eyes were glassy, his lips were parted, and his cock was rock hard ad he continued to grind himself on my hand I moved to his hole...it was wet. Very wet. "You been fucked tonight, son?" I asked, some surprise in my voice. "Fuck me. Fuck me, I fucking need it." I gave him a slight slap. "I asked if you've been fucked yet tonight, boy!" His eyes focused for a second. "No. Lubed just in case.." That was all I needed to hear. I started pushing my cock at his entrance. He tried to pull off and then started moving his hands as if he were digging in his pants pockets. "Need to cover up," he said. And then he looked down and laughed. "Looks like my shorts are gone," and with that he started pushing back against my raw cock. Either he wasn't a virgin, or he had some long and thick toys at home, because I slipped in with no difficulty. I wasn't incredibly well hung, 7 inches, average thickness, but I was uncut, and he was a senior in high school. It shouldn't have been that easy. "Yeaaaah," he said. "Fuck yeah," I responded. "Fuck me. Fuck me like my daddy. Hard and rough." I started slamming him, and he responded like a proper cuntboy - pushing back with every thrust, pulling away, but never letting the head out of the hole. The kid knew how to fuck, that's for sure. We pounded at each other until I was glistening with sweat, and he was positively dripping with it. Positively. "Do you want my load, boy?" "Yes, daddy. Blast it in me." "My poz load? You want me to charge you up?" Bit his ear, hard. "Yeah!" He yelled. "Give it to me! Breed me! Fucking cum in my ass. Cum in my ass!" He was yelling loudly, and I felt his hole tighten. I knew what was coming. He was. "Yeaaaah," he said. "Poz me up. Poz me. Poz me." And i did just that. I buried my bone a deep as I could and unloaded in what was easily the hardest, longest and best cum of my 34 years. Seeded him. Dropped my load in that boyhole. Bred him lime a bitch, as he continued to squeeze at my cock in rhythm, his orgasm continuing and actually getting stronger. "Poz me," he whispered one last time. Eventually we slowed down, and I held my cock in his hole. I moved it around a little bit, left and right, up and down, to make sure that the seeds were planted. I licked his ear, "You're mine now, boy. I got you marked." He shuddered. "Yeah. Marked. Pozzed. Fucking hot. Can't wait to go breeding other guys." I though to myself that this kid has either been reading Breeding Zone, or he's not really an 18 year old high school student. "Where'd you get a dirty thought like that, kid?" "Breeding Zone." "Fuck yeah," I said. I took my shades off. "At least it wasn't in third period history." He turned his head and looked at me. "Mr. Dooney," he said. "Fuck yeah. Now squeeze that cock while I pull out. Get the last of those babies before we head to my place." He squeezed, and I slowly pulled out. Odd, he wasn't able to clamp down on my cock all that hard. The kid was loose. "Who the hell wrecked your hole?" I asked. "Doorman," he said. "Fucks me at least once a week." Hot. I thought to myself that it was a perfect fuck - the hardest cum of my life, thinking that I was pozzing one of my students, but none of the guilt. If Frank was hitting that ass once a week, he was already Poz, plus a few others. I thought about one of my fuckbuds, a GP, and wondered if he'd fuck me in the exam room once I told him that I was gonna need some antibiotics. I grabbed his shorts off the floor and shoved them into his chest. "Put these one," I said, "And get ready for the night of your life." He smiled, bent over and in a few seconds, we were walking toward the exit. I noticed a cowboy holding the kid's shirt over some guy's cock, using it as a cumrag. I waited for them to finish, then took the shirt and told my boy to put it on. Minutes later, I was walking into my townhouse with an 18 year old hottie in a pair of too-small denim shorts and a cum-soaked t-shirt. Good thing it was 3 AM, or someone might have called the cops. And I was almost disappointed that they didn't, because it would have been hot to share the kid with Greg, my hot cop FB, when he got here!

Little did any of them know what cherries they were going to lose that night. More to cum Andy was next to pop his boy’s cherry. Andy had him on all 4’s eating his ass and fingering his hole all the while lubing his impressive death meat rocket. The man was multi-talented with his ability to multitask was impressive. He had his boy moaning for release, but the only way he was going to get wias through his ass. Andy made him say it, “what do you want?” “You in me.” the boy whimpered. “Say it louder” Andy demanded! They repeated themselves several times until Andy got the response at the level he wanted. Jason was working his tool into his prey as well. It was a dead heat who was going to knock up their younger soon to be new bottom or versatile slut. Mine was still pumping his thick cock into my ass. I wondered if Jason’s or Andy’s cum was still in there enough to coat his cock and poz him or could I still do the deed from the bottom. Almost simultaneously both boys yelped signifying that Jason and Andy had secured their anal cherries. Three down. The boy fucking himself on Doc’s cock to pump a load into my ass was really starting to jack hammer away at my ass and subsequently pile driving his own ass. He erupted, flooding my soiled cunt with his neg seed. HE jammed his cock deep in my ass and I could feel his cock expand and pump load after load into me. Doc followed suit into his newly fucked and still negative hole. I could swear I could feel Doc filling his ass up with every spasm of his over-sized pecker. My own cock erupted, splashing me and the boy that was breeding my hole. He kissed me while the Doc chewed on his neck and back leaving god awful hickies on him. Jason and Andy we both now power fucking their respective bottoms. I am sure no one outside of us 4 knew the others' names. Andy seemed to be ready to cum first. He slow stroked his newly minted bottom. Andy drilled his large cock in out of the boys soon to be poz filled hole. It seemed almost in unison both new bottoms were begging Andy and Jason not to cum in them, but I knew that was not going to happen. As both Andy and Jason made one final thrust deep into their asses and unleashed a torrent of tainted jizz. Both boys leaned in and kissed one another as if to relish in the moment they were pozzed. It was hot watching them kiss with their tongues exploring the others mouth. The kid who had been fucking me was making out with the Doc. Jason, Andy and I just sat around slowly stroking our cocks back to hardness. I could tell the Doc was back to full strength. He tossed his prey to Andy and slid behind the boy that Jason was just fucking. He slid his thick cock up and down his crack until the boy just seemed to swallow Doc’s cock. He was a natural bottom. We can sense our own. Andy landed on top of the one that Doc had bred and Jason took Andy’s bottom. All three boys were legs up on the couch. Andy, Jason and Doc fucked their new holes with renewed vigor with none of the boys knowing they were being pozzed fucked. I stroked my cock watching the 3 slut bottoms getting bred on Jason’s couch. The whole room smelled of cum and ass. I was rock hard wishing I had some cock in me. That is when I remembered the over-sized dildo that Amy had dropped off for Jason earlier to keep his cunt open as she put it. I fetched it from the box and with the suction cup on the base. I secured it to the floor, lubed it with my spit and slipped it into my ass. Slowly each of the guys took notice of me fcuking myself to them fucking each other. They all laughed at my whore-ish behavior not being able to wait for a real cock. I had to go find a fake one to fuck myself with. Without much prodding the 3 older tops went back to breeding the boys. It was Jason who let the cat out of the bag first as he prepared to cum again adding his poz load to Andy’s. The boys eyes got wide. “You’re poz!” he exclaimed. Andy retorted, “We all are!” Doc quipped “not yet, but here’s to hoping I get some today.” All three of the boys tried to put up a meager fight, but the cocks in the asses were feeling too good to stop. I knew the feeling. The boy Andy was power drilling cried out first as he came hands-free “poz me daddy!” Andy slammed his cock deep in the boy and filled the boy’s ass with his tainted jizz. As if on cue, Jason and Doc filled their respective asses with cum as well. Each boy laid there as the men’s cocks that filled their holes slowly withdrew from the poz cum filled holes. Each of them have been fucked twice with at least one poz cock. I lost my sense of bearings in the poz roulette game of chance on who had been filled twice and who had one of each, but i was guessing Andy, Jason and Doc know who they had fucked as they moved to a new bottom and filled their mouths with their waning cocks in an effort to revive them for another round. I took the opportunity to feast on some boy creampie. I nearly dove into the first boy’s ass and slurped up Doc’s delicious cum de’le creme of cock and freshman ass. He nearly squealed as my tongue swirled his hole. Andy moved me out of the way and sank his huge cock into the boy for his third fucking of the night. The boy’s cock was rock hard and drooled a tick stream of pre-cum from it’s slit. As Andy slid all 8 or so inches into the boy’s soon to be poz ass. I moved over to boy #2. I 69’d his puffy cunt. He devoured my cock into his eager mouth as I” slurped his cum filled ass. I licked and rimmed his hole, he hummed his pleasure against my balls as he deep throated my meager dong. I swallowed another load of his jizz as Doc pull;ed me away from my cum feast. I sat up pulling my cock out of the boy's mouth, but sitting my manpussy squarely on his mouth. His tongue shot into my ass. My cock lurched forward and drooled what felt like an ounce of cum. All this movement brought into view the 3rd boy hole who was on his knees. I leaned forward just a bit, and jammed two fingers into his hold. It was then that I knew this boy was the original bottom of the group. I grabbed the lube, and lubed my hand discreetly. Doc noticed what I was doing and gve me a thumbs up. I slipped a 3rd finger and the boy merely moaned. I added a 4th finger. His eyes got wide. I soon had my hand in him with my thumb being the odd-man out. He never missed a beat on Jason’s tick prick. But Jason had another idea. Hope you all like this latest chaapter

I’m a big advocate that people should not ask Medical questions of the hive. Most of us are not healthcare professionals. And none of us know your full medical history. I’m not trying to be rude. But realistic.

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A proud poz boy, and a proud poz girl, this Jess took his seed when it was the most POTENT!!!

Chapter 8 I had gone to bed, and although i was awake when Jess got in i pretended to be asleep. It was an odd feeling i just didnt want sex with her and so i feigned sleep. I was still imagining cock. However the next morning when i awoke i didnt feel great. My throat was burning and my head was pounding. I didnt think that i had drunk particularly that much but i felt awful . I took painkillers and received little sympathy from Jess. ‘you will drink loads when you're out with your mates’ was all the response i got. I spent most of the day in bed but couldn't get warm. The painkillers hadn't touched anything and my throat was still sore the following day . After a second day in bed I got some sympathy from Jess. ‘ You must have picked up a bug or something whilst I was away , its obviously not a hangover now’ she said. I was just tired and rang in sick to work. After four days I started picking up and gradually feeling a little better. Jess managed to have sex with me once but all i could think of was the guys in the sauna. ‘There that will get you feeling better’ she said as i lay there exhausted. I still wasn't 100% and my glands felt swollen. I made a note to go to the docs as soon as i felt a little better. But then it occurred to me that if i was getting better there was no need to go. Over the next few days i got to my feet and felt much improved. I had taken the week off work and it was Friday afternoon. I would be ok to go into work the next week but i was feeling well enough to wander into town just for some outside life whilst Jess was at work. I found myself wandering near the gay village , just on the outskirts. I wasnt going to venture in but carried on walking. By chance my route took me past the tattoo parlour where i had my snake tattoo done. I peered in and saw Lana. She waved me in and i entered. ‘ Come for some more work? I know its addictive once you start’ she said. ‘No I was just passing as i was just in town. I've not been great this last week, i thought i had a bad hangover at first but I think it was a bug or something, not sure. I seem ok now though’ Lara smiled. She asked what my symptoms had been . ‘Yeah theres a bit of that about. I know the exact tattoo for you, come on im free now , ill show you. Come in the back, you dont have to have anything done if you dont want’ . I had nothing else planned. ‘Sit down in my chair’ Lana commanded. ‘Look Ill do the outline for free, then if you want it coloured come back and i’ll charge half price. Well?’ ‘Where?’ Was all i could ask.’ ‘Ill do something in the apple in the snakes mouth’she said referring to my existing tattoo. The one she had joked i would get in the pride colours. At least that subject had gone. ‘ trust me, my last tattoo was good wasnt it?’ ‘Ok’ Lana got to work , and it wasnt long before she had done the outline. It was an odd choice i thought ‘its symbolic’ she said. ‘ A lot of gay men have them. ‘ ’but im not gay’ I muttered. ‘You can carry on fooling yourself and suck cock in pub toilets, and let random guys fuck you and breed you like a bitch, or you can own it’ Lana said ‘ proper fags own it’ I think you will too sooner or later. Look do u like sucking cock ? ‘ i nodded ‘thought so.and you like being fucked?’ I nodded again. ‘And you think of cock all day ‘ ‘yes ‘ I whispered. ‘Sounds pretty fucking gay to me’ Lana added. ‘Back to the tattoo then. The good thing is that you have taken the first step in becomming a fag. This tattoo. Its a bio hazard tattoo. All piggy bottoms get them and dom girls get them too - see i have one’ she pulled down her leggings showing the cheek of her ass and I saw a small biohazard tattoo as she called it on her ass cheek. ‘ you can colour it in but you should know its significance. Im guessing from what you said that you have seroconverted. I would make an appointment with your doctor . Youre hiv positive like all of us here - and like all of Brad’s pupils. Youre now one of us. And no self respecting goody two shoes girl is going to want a poz fag fucking her and breeding her. So embrace it!’ The words hit me like a hammer. ‘Hiv positive?’ I mumbled. ‘Yes its the first step to becoming your true self’ Lana responded. ‘ but no one was ill, they would have said i’m sure’ I stammered. ‘ no one is usually these days. Its taken as read if you bareback you either have it, want it or dont care.anyways you will get it. Like you have. Looks like your choice is made. come back when you want it finishing’ I hurried out of the studio. My mind was whirling. What would Jess say. Where was my life heading ? One thing was certain, it was changing. I had to see my doc, this could all be a bad dream . to be continued……..

I don't make political donations, but while I don't donate to Democrats because I am cheap, I don't donate to Republicans because I don't want to: 1. See the end of American democracy, 2. Have a fat ignorant moron (or a "fucking moron" to quote his first Secretary of State) in the Oval Office, 3. I do not contribute to criminal organizations, ever, 4. I am not confortable giving my hard earned money to people who professed to be billionaires, 5. I don't like powerful people who attack porn stars, 7. I do not agree with fascism and fascists . . . etc, etc.

Seems like forever but finally got fucked again. Another guy from Grindr. He comes over and fucks me for almost an hour straight. We start with 69. He eats my ass while I deep throat his 8” cock. He’s really good at eating my ass and I’m able to take in all of his cock. He has an 8” cock and really fucks my throat good. After a while I climb on and ride his cock. I usually use my 9” dildo to loosen up but he wants to loosen me up himself so just his saliva from eating my ass. Without any lube he slowly works it all in. I then roll on my back and we fuck like that. He’s giving me the whole 8 inches and is really pounding me good. My legs are high in the air and he fucks me hard and deep. We still haven’t used lube so it hurts a lot as he drives in hard. He flips me onto my stomach with my ass in the air and relentlessly hammers my hole. After what seams like ages he blasts his load deep and grinds it in deep. He still continues fucking but not as hard or deep. When he finally stops and rolls of I start licking him clean and he’s hard again immediately. With his hard cock in my mouth he starts skull fucking me. I’m gagging with his cock in my throat but he keeps fucking my throat. He wants to fuck some more so I get on all fours and he rams it in hard. I’m trying to grip his cock with my ass to get him off but it soon becomes obvious that it’s going to take a lot more fucking to get another load. I flip over on my back and he drives in hard and deep. I spread my ass cheeks so he can get in good and deep. I’m begging him to fuck me harder and deeper hoping that will get him off. He starts to tire and rolls off. I start licking his cock clean and he’s instantly hard again. This guy is a fucking fuck machine. Soon I’m gagging on his cock while he holds my head and throat fucks me. He asks if I want to fuck some more and I agree. Face down, ass in the air he’s pile driving my ass again. He rolls me over and pulls me onto his cock. I’m basically on my shoulders, legs high over my head and my ass in the air impaled on his hard cock. He brutally fucks me until he starts to tire again. He rolls me onto my side and fucks me like that some more. At that point we realize he’s not going to cum again without a lot of serious ass pounding. Only one load but I got lots of fucking. We exchanged numbers so hopefully this becomes a regular thing. If my ass can take it.

yes, she is a player also

In a new gym and determined to get ex gym crush to join the brotherhood. It'll completely destroy the ex!

As a top I like to start out with the bottom's knees, feet together and head down. it looks more submissve this way. After I get comfortable with my dick inside, I tend to start pulling his legs part and grabbing his waist so there's a better thrust as I'm getting ready to breed him.

This is going to be a long story, but I feel like it's important to understand the context of the longevity of my fuckbuddy relationship. My longest fuck buddy is one of my mom's male cousins. We come from a very large extended family, and although he's my mom's cousin, we're only 10 years apart, him being older than me. I had met him when I was a 8 and him 18, at my grandma's funeral. But we lived far up north, so we didn't get to see mom's family that much. I met him again when I was 20, and he was 30, for another family funeral. We chatted a lot because a) I found him really attractive; and b) we were both really into family history, genealogy, and collecting family pics. So we bonded over that. He said he had a ton of old pics that he would ask his "partner" to scan and copy, and he could send them to me. We exchanged email addresses, and the family funeral / reunion came to a close and we all went back our respective ways. I had been out for the closet for a year by that point. My folks were ok with it. I was still very much a gaybie. Back at Uni a few days later, I messaged my cousin and asked him as politely as I could what he meant by "partner": business parter, or life partner? He replied he was referring to his boyfriend. I was ecstatic. I wasn't the only one in the family! Hurray! I told him I was also gay and that we should hang out more. I was in Quebec City at the time, and he lived in Ottawa, 400km away. We made plans for me to visit. I stayed at his place for a long weekend. It was super fun to hang out with a gay family member, and his super cool boyfriend, and discover a new gay scene. That saturday night, I came back stumbling from the bar alone. I crawled into the sofa bed in my cousin's living room, and passed out drunk. I was dreaming about having sex with my ex. But it felt so real. I could feel him caressing me, grabbing my cock, jerking me off, kissing me on the neck. I realized I was half asleep, dazed. I turn around, and see my cousin's face. He's gropping me on the sofa bed. I freak. the. fuck. out. I immediately jumped, feeling weirded out, and shocked into silence. He sees my panic, profusely apologizes, and goes to his bedroom upstairs. I pass out again. The next day, we hang out again, he shows me around town in his pick up truck, brings me to pubs and restaurants, we have dinner. Not a word about what occurred the night before. And then, he parks in this beautiful park along the river. It's getting late, and storm clouds are gathering. He says he wants to apologize again for the night before. It wasn't right. He should have asked permission. He feels bad. He hopes I don't think less of him, etc etc. I take a while to respond. Keep in mind I had only started discovering threesomes at that point, and wasn't even aware open relationships were a thing. I was so new to the gay world. But I guess my inner pig was starting to emerge. I hear myself reply: "Don't worry about it. Sorry about my reaction, I was just so confused because I was drunk and because of the dream I was having. If anything, Chris, I really liked it. I think you're hot, and I'd love to do it again, and go further". Silence. He's surprised, and we're both looking at each other. Then, the thunder cracks, and rain pours. Like, a wall of rain is falling from the sky, and you can't see jack shit. No point in driving in this weather., we'll have to wait till it passes. Our eyes are locked, and I make the move. I lean in and kiss him. He kisses me back passionately. And then, in his busted ol pick up truck, in the middle of monsoon-like rain, he fucks his little cousin for the first time. I remember it like it's yesterday. That was 25 years ago. Since then, each time we could be in the same city, we would meet up, hang out, and fuck. His boyfriend is now his husband. I've also fucked the husband, and I've played with both of them together as well. Overtime, our sexual interactions have changed (I went from being a bottom in my 20s to a vers top in my 30s onwards), we still love to hang out naked, have a few beers, kiss, suck, jerk off together, etc. The last time was when I visited him in NYC in February 2024. And he's coming to my naked cottage weekend next week. I don't think this relationship will ever fade away. Family love. Gotta love it. 😉

Chapter 4 – Gary comes to play Chapters 1 through 3 tell about my visit with Jason. He and I played a lot when he lived in New York, but he had recently moved to Arizona. His place was secluded and on a beautiful lake. The first night, he and I partied and played in each other’s holes. Tonight, we’re on his roof deck. Steve had come over, and he fucked and fisted me, but he had to leave. Jason is now fingering my ass on the couch. Jason suggested that we move back to the sling. I was happy to oblige. It didn’t take long before his hand was inside me, massaging my inner walls and making me moan in pleasure. Jason was playing more with width than depth this time, and he kept pulling his hand back to open my hole as wide as it could go. I was blissed out, spun and getting fisted in the sling while gazing at the stars when I heard Jason greet a new arrival. I looked up, and an absolute beast of naked man was standing near Jason, watching him fist me. He had to be at least 6’4”, well-built, and covered in dark fur. He had a nice thick cock and hefty balls, all surrounded by a forest of hair. Damn, Jason definitely knew my type. He looked at me and said, “Hey, I’m Gary.” I started to reply when he said, “Tonight, you’ll be called hole.” My ass quivered in anticipation. Gary needed to catch up with us on the partying front, so he grabbed the pipe and torch and started blowing clouds. After a while, he shotgunned a few with Jason and then moved up to me. We shotgunned a bit, then he shoved his cock in my mouth. While I was swallowing his cock, he blew a huge cloud over me and his cock. That is always so sexy and exhilarating to me. Meanwhile, Jason was still fisting my hole. Gary held up one of his hands and said, “Can you take it?” His hand was huge and covered in dark hair. I could only nod in agreement, waiting to feel that paw inside me. He smiled, grabbed the lube, and started to grease it up. Jason got off the stool, and Gary sat down, seeing my hole up close for the first time. “This hole is well-gaped,” he commented to Jason. Jason told him that I had been opened up so that he could fist me deep. I groaned in expectation of feeling that huge hand inside me. My ass pulsed with anticipation, making Gary chuckle. He began with a little fingering. It didn’t take long until his knuckles were grazing my hole. He was twisting around, using his fingers to expand my ass for his hand. He looked up at me and said, “Poppers.” I picked up the bottle and took a short hit in one nostril, let it out, then took a deep hit in the other nostril and held that one in. Gary slid his hand the rest of the way into my ass, eliciting a deep moan from me. Damn, he had big hands! But it felt great, and I nodded when he glanced up to check on me. Gary kept a steady forward pressure, allowing my hole to wrap itself around his wrist and letting him sink deeper and deeper into me. I reached back and felt around my hole, reveling in the feeling of being opened and knowing that such a sexy, hairy man was working me over. Once Gary was at my second hole, he paused and allowed me to experience that amazing sense of fullness and fulfillment that comes from being fisted. He gazed deeply into my eyes, and we smiled at each other, communicating silently about our willingness to go further. Gary began a slow withdrawal. He moved at a leisurely pace, using his fingers to tease my ass as his hand worked towards to the exit. He held his knuckles right at the point that gave me the maximum stretch and slowly turned his hand left and right. It felt amazing! Then, he pulled all the way out, applied more lube to his hand and arm, and entered my ass again. This time, he went in to the full depth he had achieved earlier in a single stroke. My ass reacted by pulsing on his arm, feeling it move deeper into my guts. “Push out,” he said. I did, and more of his arm slid inside. He was now past my second hole, and with each new push that I made, he was able to get more and more of his arm inside me. Gary paused where he was, letting us both revel in the depth and sensations we had achieved. He looked over at the poppers, and I uncapped the bottle and offered them to him. “No. You.” he growled. I happily took a deep hit and held it in. Once he knew that the fumes were controlling my brain and my ass, he began his movements. Back and forth, twisting left and right, expanding his fingers to probe me deeply, he played my ass like a virtuoso. The sensations I was experiencing were astounding, and I was seeing stars above and beyond the ones in the sky. Meanwhile, sexy Gary was watching me enjoy the ride and smiling in pleasure. Once again, he slowly extracted his hand from my ass. “Fuck, look at the gape on this hole,” he commented when he pulled out. He licked my rosebud and probed around a bit with his tongue, getting more moans of pleasure out of me. I looked down then and saw Jason was sucking Gary’s dick and playing around his hole. This interested me since I would love to get my tongue, or maybe even my fist, in Gary’s ass. It turns out that Gary was lubing up his other hand. This was his dominant hand and was bigger than the other. He put it up against my hole, grabbed the chains on the sling, and pulled me onto his hand. As my hole opened for this new invasion, I groaned in pleasure and soon swallowed his hand. He liked to take things slow, and he leisurely worked his right hand deeper and deeper inside me. Even though the size difference is small, there was a noticeable difference in the feeling of fullness from this larger hand. Gary got his right paw deep inside me. It felt great as he turned his hand around and flexed his fingers in my ass. He was also doing some smaller in and out motions to keep things really interesting. This was a guy who knew how to work a hole. After a while, Gary asked if I’d be interested in playing with his hole. Fuck, yeah, I would! The thought of working over that hairy ass excited me greatly. Given that, he helped me out of the sling, and he got in it. Seeing this hairy stud with his legs spread wide in the sling got my T dick to plump up a bit. Seeing that his dick was covered in precum, I slowly sucked his cock into my mouth to clean him off before settling down to work on his ass. Gary told me that he was up for lots of ass work but had never taken a fist. I asked if he wanted to do that, and he shrugged and said, “If it happens, I’m OK with it.” This gave me an idea. I know how much more of an ass pig I become when I’ve done a booty bump, so I asked him if I could bump him. “Sure”, he said. After some work to open his tight and hairy hole, I selected a nice shard and worked it into his ass with my finger. “Damn, it’s burning,” he exclaimed. I told him that the burn would subside soon, but I’d just play around the outside of his hole until the shard had fully melted. I rimmed his ass and lightly fingered his hole, all while waiting for the shard to dissolve, making his ass unbelievably greedy. Meanwhile, Jason had brought the pipe and torch over, so we all took a few more hits. I could see Gary was feeling the bump, too, so I started to explore his hairy hole a bit more. Slowly, I worked his hole over with my fingers. I started with just one finger, probing and swirling around inside his hairy hole. Just seeing the hairs clinging to my finger as I moved it around inside him was exciting to me, but I was planning to give him more than one finger. I pulled my finger out and lubed up my hand. This time, I entered his ass with two fingers and used them in the same manner as the solo digit, but I could also spread them out a little bit more. Also, I could go just a little deeper with two fingers. It didn’t take long until I added a third finger. Gary was blissed out, and now he and Jason were shotgunning some clouds. When my ass has been bumped, it opens even more quickly than usual, and I hoped the same would hold true for Gary. I slid my fourth finger in the next time I pushed into him, and he took it like a champ. Jason looked down at me, and I held up four fingers from my other hand so that he’d know what was in Gary’s hole. Jason nodded and I continued my massaging and spreading of this stud hole. Jason grabbed the poppers and handed them to Gary. Gary took a few deep hits and I waited the few seconds until he would be flying from them. When they hit, his ass gaped some more, and I started to work my four fingers in and out of his hot hole. Damn, the look was amazing, and Gary was clearly enjoying himself. As he was coming down from the poppers, I slid my thumb in alongside my fingers. I had been using it to circle the outside of his hole while I worked it with my fingers, but I felt that he was ready to take more. Now, I could really stretch out his hole and get him ready to take my hand. Gary reached down to his ass and felt around. He asked me how many fingers I had in him, and I told him, “All of them.” “Fuck, yeah. Now add your thumb,” he snarled. When I told him that my thumb was in there, too, his eyes grew wide. “Fist me,” he said, so I poured more lube over my hand and slid in a little deeper. Gary was bucking around on my hand, and the whole thing slid in on one his downward thrusts. He rode my hand for a bit, and then it seemed to dawn on him that my hand was inside him. He asked me how it felt, and I said, “Hot and sweet.” He grinned and stopped his motions so that he could focus his attention on his ass and the new sensations he was experiencing. A first fist is always special, and the look on Gary’s face told me how much he liked it. I didn’t expect we would last too long, and Gary soon asked me to pull out. I took my time but let him know that I was always working my way out of his ass. His hole throbbed a few times around my hand, and his cock spewed out a healthy dump of precum when I hit his prostate. Once my hand was out of his ass, I was lucky to see the pulsations of his hairy hole. He looked down at me and said, “That was fucking awesome. I see why you guys like getting fisted now.” As we know, a good fisting bottom should also be a good fisting top, so Gary had now experienced both sides of the fist. We let him relax in the sling, with me stroking and patting his hole and Gary trading some more clouds with him. Eventually, Gary looked at me and said, “Your turn.” We helped him out of the sling, and I moved to get in it, but Gary told me to stay standing. He had me bend forward, facing the sling so that my upper body was supported by it. My legs had to spread out to stabilize me, and this gave him excellent access to my hole. Gary lubed up his hands, spread my ass cheeks, and slid his hairy paw right into my needy hole. Damn, it felt good, and, in this position, my face was buried in the leather of the sling. It had such a great smell to it that it made me even hornier, and I started backing up on his hand as he was pushing it deeper into me.

Chapters will be told from David’s perspective from now on. — 2. Stupid fucking bitch deserved to get pozzed. When he told me he was taking a gap year to apply for law school, while riding my bare cock telling me all these fucked up things? Why does he get to have a good life as a lawyer while I’m stuck being a waiter for dumb flight passengers? I figured out life wasn’t fair years ago. Parents treated me like crap. Teachers told me how dumb I was. People always treating me like trash, so I decided to embrace how rotted I truly was inside. But what fun would it be to be outwardly evil? You gotta lure people in. Convince them to fuck up their own lives. I was 23, young, and attractive. That dumb Asian faggot deserved all those poz loads. He’s going to be a dumbass lawyer for trusting a stranger so easily. Being a flight attendant has its perks. I get to stay in nice hotels during my overnights. Yes, it’s hectic not having a true home base, but I thrive from the anonymity. One of my favorite conquests was fucking up this guy training to become a doctor from New Mexico. Checked in to my hotel, cleaned up, and around 10 decided to hit the gay bars. Next flight isn’t until 6pm the next day, so I could go a little harder tonight. Chill crowd, but I spotted a couple. Super cute. One guy was tall, around my height 6’3”-6’4”, but less meat on his bones than me. The other was short around 5’7”, really muscular with a nice plump ass. He made my cock twitch. I had to have him. Walked up to them. Said hi and flirted by telling them how I saw them across the bar and liked their vibes. They laughed. The muscle boy was really into me. I made a point to touch him and linger long enough so that he noticed and his bf noticed. I bought us a couple rounds of shots. After we were loosened, I asked who’s bottom and who’s top. Muscle boy is exclusively bottom. He made sure to make eye contact me with me when he said it. Other guy is verse. I knew right then how I would get to dump my load in muscle boy tonight. I told them I was exclusively a top, and how hot it was meeting two guys that take cock because I can never seem to find bottoms. This was a lie. I told them how much I loved playing with couples. This was not a lie, but not the full truth either. I love fucking up couples. Sewing doubt. Making them question their desire and loyalty to each other. “This is gonna sound strange, but as a top, I prefer fucking verse guys over power bottoms. Sounds weird, but I think verse guys appreciate it more since they split duties,” I laughed. This caught both the boys by surprise. Tall verse boy looked at me and blushed. I grabbed his arm and said, “Hey can you get us another round?” I volunteered this dumb fucker and he agreed, leaving me and his hot bottom boy alone. “Play along. You’re the one I want. But gotta earn his trust.” The bottom boy gave me a mischievous look and kissed me really quickly. I squeezed his ass and stuck my hands down his pants, fingering his hole a bit. I took it out when I saw his bf approach.

Been topping mostly the past few months and have had some hot times in the back of my lifted diesel F250 super duty. It’s got dark tinted windows and perfect for some hot sex. I think this truck has made me more alpha top as it’s uber masculine driving it around and getting lots of looks from hot fellow dudes. I’ve also been sucking a lot of cocks in the back seat. One day, driving around town, sucked off four men all within an hour.

One of the better Fridays! Birthday party at a friend's house. 20-25 gay men. Drinks and snacks and then he would have a private 'party' with a few guys. He's vers but was in the mood to get fucked. He said to stick around if I wanted to join the fun. So I did. Him, me and 5 other guys. His 'mistake' was fucking with the same two guys for the entire time 😉 The others took turns fucking me. Wrecked hole but I did get 5 loads!! Guys left. Friend said he had only been taking cock. How many loads did I get? Five. He added #6. Need more Fridays like this 😉

here you go Ellentonboy 😈

I was signed up for this site by a boyfriend who really wanted me to build a reputation for being a cumdumpster, a tranny whore and a trashy faggot who takes loads from ANYONE, anytime, anywhere. the more dirty sites he signed me up to, the more loads he could get dumped in me by the more anonymous strangers, sex pigs and dirty daddies. he signed me up for this site, bbrt, pozconvert, and Grindr and posted ads for me all over the internet looking for men to use me. his goals were to get me fucked by as many men as possible and build me a reputation for being a sleazy fuckslut.

Thanks for all the comments! I really do appreciate any feedback people give. Had more time to work on this update. Going to try and start shooting for a weekly update, but not sure how well I can achieve it with work. Hope you enjoy! -- PART 6: Stoking the Flames “Jake?!” Matthew said with a gasp, hand in hand with her. “Matthew,” I replied curtly, looking down at their hands before looking back in his face. I kept my face completely emotionless. “What…. what are you doing here?” he asked, first looking at her, then me, then their hands intertwined, “Um… Jess… sweetheart, do you mind going up without me I need to talk with Jake… alone…” Looking at me with a satisfied smirk, she turned and smiled at Matt, giving him a huge kiss on the cheek before releasing his hand. “Not a problem baby! I’ll see you upstairs! I’ll miss you bunches sweetie!!!” she replied, her fake saccharine sweet tone grating against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard, as she stepped into the elevator. I watched as she pressed the button for our…. now her floor. She looked at her nails as the doors slowly closed, looking up for only a second to glare at me menacingly. I turned my attention back to Matthew. “She's a real gem,” I said, my tone flat, as I shifted the box in my arms. “Look, Jake, I wanted to tell you but…” Matthew replied, his face bright red from embarrassment. “You’ve just been so busy, right?” I said, blinking slowly at him, suddenly very tired of his bullshit. “Or, let me guess, you forgot?” “No, Jake, baby…” he stammered before I cut him off. “Oh no…” I said, take a step towards him, letting the coldness flow through the tone of my voice, a wave of satisfaction hitting me as he reflexively took a step away from me, “I'm not your ‘baby' anymore Matthew. That new job title is ALL on little Ms. Jess.” “Please Jake, let me just explain…” “Explain what exactly? How you slept around behind my back? I think if I’m smart enough to get a medical degree, I can understand that one without having you explain it to me. You wanted to stick your dick into something new, and boy, you really made sure it was something new,” I smiled, knowing it probably was more like a sneer. Shifting the box to my other hip, I started walking towards Matthew again, “And you know, now that I see the both you together? You two make just a perfect couple. Don’t worry though babe, I’m not here to mess that up. I’m just here to get my things from OUR apartment,” I said, my cold tone and quiet demeanor slowly pushing Matt back against the wall behind him. “Honey, please… it’s not like…” “It’s not like that? Hmmm…. let’s look at it from my point of view. You see, if you wanted an open relationship, you could have come to me and I just might have been open to trying it. Hell, if you wanted to spice things up in the bedroom, I would have tried anything you wanted. A threesome? Sure, why not. Needed to see if you were straight? Not where I saw you going, but something I’d be willing to talk about.” “Wait… really?” he asked, a small glimmer hope in his eyes. “Oh yeah… Absolutely,” I said, with a smile and adding a bit of fake flair to my voice, putting my hand next to his head and leaning in close to his ear, “I really, truly would have. Because I loved you with all my heart and I would have done anything to keep you happy. And I do mean ANYTHING. Things that that girl you’re playing house with up there would lose her shit over babe. Depraved things you can’t even begin to imagine. The type of shit you’d only find in the deepest, darkest porn. I would have fulfilled your nastiest fucking fantasies, just to make you happy and keep us together. Our time apart has shown me some new things about myself you probably would have really liked. Nasty, perverted things the likes you’d never believe, baby.” I let out a soft sigh across his ear and ran my hand through his hair, knowing it was a major turn on for him, watching as what I did made him shiver and bite his lip. I smiled cruelly, knowing he was getting turned on, as I could feel the beginning of a hard-on form in his pants against my leg. I leaned in even closer, giving it a small lick and started to whisper into his ear. “But you fucked all that up the second you went behind my back. When you packed up my shit into those boxes. And when you gave away my things to that piece of trash. Now? Now we are nothing. You aren't my baby, my sweetheart, my love, or any o those false platitudes. You took all the love in my heart for you and threw it into the trash. I could literally not give any less of a shit what you do now. Sleep with whoever you want. Enjoy this thing with that piece of ass. I really, truly don’t care. We are done. Any hope you had of us ever getting back together ended when you packed me away like an unwanted toy.” I gave him a small kiss on the cheek. I stepped back and started walking away. “Jake,” Matthew said, his voice almost needy, “Please… Don’t… I love y…” I stopped and looked over my shoulder. “Oh, no. Don’t even try that one on me. We both know what a big lie that is, and that little boy lawyers like you will always say anything to get what they want when they know they can’t have it.” I watched as he cringed, my words hitting him in the gut as I allowed myself to let every hateful thought I felt about him flow out of my mind and into my mouth. Was it low? Was it the below the belt? Absolutely, and he deserved it. With a smile, I tilted my head and regarded him one last time. “Oh! Before I let you watch me walk out that door one last time, I just have one more thing to tell you,” I said, a smile on my face that I knew didn’t reach my eyes, “Get your bitch her own laptop. If you ever give my shit away to someone else, I will personally make sure to come into your house while you sleep at night and cut your balls off myself. And we both know I have the time, the knowledge, the easy access to the supplies and most definitely the support staff to back that up. Goodbye, Matthew.” I walked out the front doors of my former home, a sense of satisfaction restored at being able to end things with Matthew on my terms. Sometimes, being an evil, heartless bitch felt amazing. — I walked back up to Whitehorn’s with a few minutes to spare, thankful that Eric was still there and waiting. Opening the door, he held it open and gave me a huge smile. “Hey! Jake! Glad you made it back in time!” he said, smoking a new pipe this time, puffing the fragrant smoke in my face. I took a small breath in and had to admit, it smelled wonderful. Different from the cigar for sure, but amazing nonetheless. “Yeah, had a little issue at the old apartment I had to take care of, “ I said, setting my box on the counter and with a grateful sigh rolling my shoulders. “Sorry to hear that man,” he said, taking another puff with a frown on his face. “Oh, nothing major, just had a run-in with the ex and such,” I said, shrugging my shoulders, amazed at how much better I felt after telling Matt off. I turned my attention to the different pipes on display on the counter. “Oh…” he said, looking down at the slightly open box. “I guess you and she didn’t end on good terms?” he said, looking back up at me. “Her? No…. him…. my boyfr… my ex-boyfriend…” I said. “Oh I just assumed since…” he continued with a bit of confusion on his face. “Since?” I asked, not sure where he was going. Pointing down into the box, I looked down at what he was showing me and I let out a sigh. “I mean, pink and sparkly? I wouldn’t exactly call that masculine…” he said with a snort, before letting the smoke from his pipe pour out of his mouth and nose. “Yeah. I can see what you mean. That would be the handy work of my ex’s new girlfriend,” I said turning my attention to one of the displays as Eric continued to move around and straighten up things and turn lights off. “Damn. Traded you in on a girl? That’s fucking cold,” he said, giving me a look of pity. “Wanna talk about it?” I told him the entire story of my breakup, from walking in on Matthew to the satisfying breakup as he finished closing everything up, omitting only the sex parts. He said nothing as he worked except the few outraged replies and angered growls, just puffing at his pipe while letting me vent my entire story out. As I finished, he moved my purchase to the top of my box. “Wow,” he said, speechless for a moment, “Just. Wow. What a fucking douchebag. Fucker deserved everything you gave him. I mean fuck! If I had a smart and sexy guy like you, I’d never let your ass get out of my grip, much less leave our bed!” That one sentence got my immediate attention. “Oh… you’re…” I said, definitely sure now that he was not only flirting earlier but actually being toned down. “Gay as fuck? Shit rainbows and fart glitter? You bet,” he said with a smile as he took a deep puff. He let the smoke out with a large nose jet. “Shit rainbows and fart glitter? That’s a new one. I’ll have to remember that, “ I said, as I let out a small laugh, transfixed by the display of his smoking. “Feel free to use it,” Eric said, taking a few more puffs before reaching under the counter and grabbing a well-worn leather satchel, “Well, shop’s all closed up. Time to leave.” I followed him out the door as he set the alarm, before pulling out a set of keys from his bag. I stood there checking out his firm ass, as he turned around and locked doors. “Look, man,” he started, turning back around, pulling a lighter out of his pocket and bringing it up to the bowl of the pipe. He took a few puffs which make the bowl smoke even more. I watched with interest as he took a deep inhale that he nose jetted out, “This is probably pretty forward. I know you’re fresh out of a relationship. Same here. Not nearly the nasty breakup like yours, but still. If you ever want to meet up and chat, or take it up a notch and take me up on that pipe lesson offer, or even just hook up for a quick smoke fuck, hit me up. You’re one sexy piece of ass, and the fact you’re into smoking is a major plus in my book… And I’d definitely love to get us both puffing away naked sometime and find out how freaky you can get. If you’d be into that kind of thing.” I watched as he reached down, grabbing his cock through his pants and showed made his bulge more prominent. “I kinda have a feeling you are, though,” he said with a smile, taking another puff of the pipe. “You… I…” I spit out, unable to form a sentence at the sudden change in Eric’s attitude outside the shop. I would never have guessed this guy had a dark, kinky side. Though, I guess the same could be said of me. “I saw you checking me you earlier, sexy… getting hard as you saw me smoke,” he said with a wink, “and you’ve had me boned up all day thinking about you lighting up those thick stogies. Something tells me that you’ve been smoking them longer than you let on.” With that, he handed me his business card, and on the back was a telephone number. “That’s my cell. I don’t give it out to just anyone, so… Give me a call soon, stud?” he asked, rubbing his thumb on the back of my hand as I took the card from. “Um… sure!” I said, shocked but pleasantly surprised before blurting out, “Do you need mine?” “Text me and I’ll add you. Well, I gotta go meet up with a few friends tonight for a thing I promised to do with them. I want to see you again soon though,” Eric said, putting his hand on my shoulder and rubbed it with his thumb as he took a deep inhale on his pipe and then pulling it back out of his mouth. “Defini-“ I began to say when he mashed his lips against mine, shoving his tongue into my mouth and blowing his smoke into me. His hand held against the back of my head, holding me against him as I breathed it in, my cock instantly got hard. We stood there for several moments, kissing deeply as our tongues slid against each other. He stepped away, a grin on his face as I slowly exhaled, savoring the taste of his pipe smoke as the thick cloud poured out of my mouth and nose. “Just what I was hoping for. Later hot stuff,” he said, winking at me as placed the pipe in his mouth again and started walking towards the parking lot across the street. I stood there for a minute in a stupor, bringing my fingers to my lips as while watching him as he hopped into a small SUV and drove off, waving to me as he passed with his pipe dangling out of the side of his mouth, the only thing in my mind that I seriously needed to get a pipe or two. Finally snapping out of it, I blinked a few times and walked down the street towards my apartment. Almost to my building, I stopped, looking at the adult bookstore from the night before. I was horny and knew I was going to need to get some relief later at the glory holes. That’s when I realized it. Poppers and an ass plug. I definitely had enjoyed using the poppers every time I had access to them. And as for the plug, with the amount of cum I would hopefully take up my ass very soon, I knew I would need something substantial to keep them trapped inside. My ass ached to be flooded, and I wanted to take all my hard earned prizes home. Walking in, I looked back to the back towards the video booths counter, hoping that Kyle would be there to ask for help. Sadly, instead, there was a small twink guy with bright blue hair, texting away on his phone looking bored. Disappointed, I went to where I saw the poppers before, and after a while found a bottle that looked similar to the ones Kyle had shoved under my nose. The bottle proudly displayed ‘Super Rush’. Next, I walked over to the butt plug and my mind nearly shut down at all the choices. They came in sizes big and small. They could be made of glass, metal, rubber, silicon. Inflating, vibrating, cellular connected. Tails, cock rings, even jeweled. I shuddered at the last one. After the horror that my laptop had become, I could never look at rhinestones and fake crystals the same way again. And then, I saw it. The box called it a jock style plug, and it spoke to me with how it looked like a giant cock, but still, would work like a normal plug. Plus, it came in a two pack, so if one was too big, I could go with a smaller one. Going up to the counter, I paid for the items and threw them into the bag with the cigar supplies. Satisfied, I walked back out and realized as my stomach growled that I had no groceries. Thankfully, on my previous adventures in the neighborhood, I had discovered a decent grocery store, and so I walked across the street to it. A quick run through the aisles and I had a few TV dinners and a couple other staples to last me until I could make a full run to the store the next day. Laden down with both the box and my grocery bags, I walked back and entered my building. With a small lift of my fingers in a wave to Amal, who was talking on the phone, I then proceeded to call the elevator. While I waited, I shuffled the things in my hands and pulled out my phone. Flipping through the numbers, I sent a text message to Kyle: Hey, it’s Jake from last night. If I were to go to the video booths, what time should I go?? I watched as the message sent, and got into the elevator. Looking at my watch, it proudly displayed 6:45 pm. The doors opened, and I looked at my door which caused me to let out a slight curse. Maintenance In Progress, Please Come In Well, I sighed to myself, looks like I’ll have to wait until they are done to try out the purchases. With a groan, I opened the door, and walked in, setting down everything. “Hello?” I called out loud, looking for the maintenance man. “Sorry, in here,” I heard a muffled voice say, coming from the utility closet. Something about it sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it. A ding from my phone interrupted my train of thought on where I knew the voice. As I read the reply from Kyle: Depends. y? Me: Well… it’s been a day. And I need to get rid of some stress. Was hoping to have fun like last night. Picked up some poppers and a few cigars. Have a few with your name on them as a thank you. Kyle: fuck! not there tonight, but you tell benny the twink at the front i said you can go in on the friend discount. have to get you to come by a different time so we can enjoy the gars in style fucker Kyle: 2 answer the other ? tho i would say if u want loads dripping out ur cunt like the fuckin slut u are, go after 10 tonight Me: Seriously? Thx! Me: Wait… Slut? I've only ever been there once! lol Kyle: and u were a hot nasty cumdump pig. loved seeing that latin fukkers load drip out ur pussy and watching you take my prick and inhale my fuckin gar man. you have a great hole btw. so tight n made to suck out jizz. wish i was there to watch you get filled with cocksnot til u drip. Kyle: so wanna feed your lungs a few reds and sum more gar smoke, then when ur high on smoke, fuck you up on poppers n get u 2 back your hole up on some nice anon raw dick Kyle: have 2 also get u 2 the bathhouse sometime too. u wood be real popular there. maybe give u the grand tour and have a few buds give you some extra special loads. i know theyd love to take a long hard ride in your ass before filling up ur cunt w their hot swimmers Me: Might just do that. All of that sounds pretty fucking hot actually lol Kyle: just let benny know ur looking to be a cum dumpster 2nite. he’ll send em ur way. btw, he says some preppy guy that fit what i said you look like just came in and bought a nice fuckin set of ass plugs and sum high power poppers. that u? Me: Yeah… I tried to find the kind of poppers you used. And I bought a set of butt plugs that looked really hot. Kyle: hot damn fucker. please tell me its for the loads tonight? u gonna fill up ur hole and let em marinate all night? Me: Maybe…? Kyle: fuck!!! making me wish i was there to help you trap all that ass grease into your cum pit. gonna make you smoke so much more next time we fuck together now i know ur a smoke pig. would love to watch you smoke some reds. watch em dangle from your lips. maybe even give u my piss. Me: Never tried them or piss, but I’m game for both. Kyle: fuckin nice bud! so hot that you are turning into a nasty breeding piggy. never would have pegged u 4 one, but fuckin love it. use booth #8 bro. small enough you can get it from both end anon. hungry pig like you needs it anyway he can. cant wait to fuck your dripping boy pussy again and add my wad. gtg tho Me: ok. ttyl Shit, I have to kill a few hours, I thought to myself. My cock throbbed at the thoughts of what might go on tonight, and I felt antsy, wishing I could start sooner. Maybe I could smoke one of the cigars and get high on the poppers, then work the smaller plug inside me. But first, I’d have to wait for the maintenance guy to leave. Resigned, I unloaded my groceries as I turned my attention back to the voice in the closet. “Oh, sorry. Um… important work text I had to answer. Just didn’t want to startle you when I walked in,” I called out, suddenly realizing I had never replied back to the maintenance worker. Taking my box from the old apartment into my room, I placed it on the ground next to the dresser and made the bed, which I had forgotten to do the night before, picking up a few clothes and putting them into a pile before I reached down and grabbed my used underwear from the night before. Looking at the doorway, I briefly took a quick sniff of the dirty garments, enjoying the smell of dried cum before throwing them in the pile. Grabbing the cigars and supplies, I walked back out and nearly dropped the bag as I was confronted by someone I definitely didn't expect to see. “Holy shit…” I said, slowly, walking up to the kitchen counter, ”Jackson?” Standing in front of me was the man who had introduced me to smoke sex and barebacking. He gave me a slight look of shock as he realized instantly who I was. “Shit! Jake, right?” he said, wiping the sweat from his brow, clearly out of breath. “Yeah, um… why are you…” I began, my nervous habit kicking in again as I began to scratch the back of my neck. Without speaking, he pointed to his shirt, clearly labeled “Maintenance.” Turning back to the new washer and dryer now sitting in the utility closet, he pressed the start button on both, smiling as both started up perfectly. Shutting both off again, he turned his attention back to me. “How have you been? I mean, good I’d guess. Got a new place obviously!” he said, smiling and he went over to and washed his hands before drying them on his shirt, “But things have been going better since I last saw you I hope?” “Yeah, um… Things are better for sure. I just moved in yesterday,” I said, unable to stop staring at him. He looked almost unrecognizable in the polo shirt and lack of prominent piercings, “Why are you working here though? I mean, I thought you did construction work…” “Oh yeah. I still do,” he said, before opening the cabinets to pull out a glass. “Hey, do you mind if I get some water? Been standing on my head for an hour and these polos don't breath at all.” “Sure…” I said, waiting for an answer. I watched as he filled the glass and gulped it down. Setting it in the sink, he turned around and fanned his shirt as he continued. “Little brother is the property manager. He started on a few months back, and his team lost several of the maintenance crew. Few of them to another building and the rest had to be fired. He asked if I could fill in,” he said, as I nodded, checking him out. If anything, he looked even hotter than before, “I love my little bro, and he was in a pretty rough patch. Between that and the cooler weather cutting down on my work, I said sure. So, steady income and benefits until I want to leave. Also get better hours than on my own. In fact, you’re the last job of the day and I get to go home.” “Oh, cool,” I said, feeling my cock harden at the memory of his cock, now a prominent bulge in his pants, filling my ass. “How about you?” he asked, apparently enjoying the fact I couldn't stop staring. “Not much I guess…” I said, trailing off, slightly embarrassed as he made his way over to me before grabbing the bag in my hand. “Damn!” he exclaimed, looking at the name on the side of the bag, “Looks like someone has good taste.” I blushed as he gave me a huge smile. “I, uh… yeah…” I said, muttering slightly trying to come up with something to say, “Kinda have you to blame.” “Shit! Really?” he said, peeking inside of the bag as he sat it on the counter, “How is that?” “You got me really turned on to cigars that night… well, among other things…” I said, still slightly embarrassed. “Double fucking damn!” he said, smiling and rubbing his crotch, an evil grin on his face, “Don’t mean to intrude but… mind if we fire up few of these fuckers? Been dying for a smoke all day, and I’m now officially off the clock. And,” he said, reaching in and pulling out the bottle of poppers as well as the butt plugs, “It looks like you came prepared to play hard, boy. I seem to remember that you owe me a few cigars from the other night.” With a huge grin, he walked over to counter next to me and set the bag down before reaching into the bag and pulling out two of the large Asylums I had purchased. Unwrapping them from their cellophane, he ran one under his nose, inhaling deeply, before reaching over and setting the bottle of poppers in front of me. Next, he opened the butt plugs and taking the smaller one, licked the bottom and shoved it onto the side of the cabinets, where it stuck firmly. “You’re gonna need these poppers with the hard fuck I’m gonna give your tight hole, boy,” he said before he reached down to grab my dick through my pants, “And when I’m done, I’m gonna trap my loads deep inside your cunt.” I put my forehead against his chest, breathing in his sweaty, manly scent, mixed with the faint smell of cigar smoke. I moaned in pleasure. “In the mood for some fun then?” he growled, squeezing my cock, “Want to take a few loads to keep that hole warm all night and let me really fuck those lungs of yours?” Immediately my cock strained even harder in my pants, the thought of having a repeat of that first night made my hole ache to be stretched and filled, and my lungs hungered for the smoke. Slowly, I began to nod.

chatting with this hot, huge, great bodied man, almost seemed to good to be true, he got right to the point and said he needed a hole to use and Breed on his lunch break. and of course I said, use my bubble butt please. sent address, he actually shows up! and holy wow. drops his pants and a 12 in, thick cock flops out. he says, suck it, then I hope you are able to take this raw. I drop to my knees. we goes balla deep down my throat the flips me over. Spits on my hole. then just goes balls deep. it hurt so good. he breeds me for an hour. my hole went numb within 10 min lol he shot such a huge load in me, after he got up, spank my ass and got dressed and left. I layed there, dripping his cum from my wrecked stretched hole. in complete bliss. I get a message 10 min later saying he's coming back after work to pound me again.

For my 26th birthday, I reached out to someone in my area who does edging sessions. His one condition is I have to refrain from cumming for at least a week. I agreed (spoiler: never made it to a full week). By the fourth or fifth day, I was going crazy and was hooking up with guys left and right on Grindr. The dude said no cumming, nothing about having sex. One night, I message this profile I’ve seen in my area but glossed over because he was second of third tier hot, but having fucked most of the first-tier guys that were interested, I was desperate. I went over to his place at 1am and he fucked me in a bed room without furniture. He was a flight attendant and didn’t bother investing in furniture. While the fuck was whatever, I was in major heat and told him all my dark desires of being gang fucked, no loads refused. He asked if I was on Prep and I said no, since I turned 26 and no longer qualified for parent’s insurance. He said that was risky, but if I wanted, he can set up a gang bang for me. My eyes lit up and asked him if he was serious. He said he’s always wanted to set one up and would take care of me. A few days later, he tells me to come over because he wants to dump a load. I rush over and after he fucks me, he tells me he’s found a few guys who are down. I’m so giddy and ask to see the guys he’s messaged. He opens Grindr and shows me, but I noticed that most if not all the dudes either don’t have their status, says poz, or poz undetectable. I ask him why, and he says he’s vetting them to make sure they’re undetectable because it’s safer than guys who have been untested. He is right, so I thank him for being so thoughtful. A couple more days passed, and I’m still in heat. Decided to forgo my edging session and just go full slut bottom mode. Making my rounds with guys from my neighborhood, with multiple repeat sessions. I get a message to meet him at this hotel near the airport. Go to the room and he’s inside. Tells me he has a few guys lined up for me throughout the night. I’m excited since it’s Friday, so there’s the extra fun that comes with the start of the weekend. He tells me to get naked and sniff some poppers. He offers me an edible to get me relaxed. I ask for his cock and thank him for setting this up. He fucks me really hard, harder than normal and tells me to enjoy his cum. He pulls out and feeds me some poppers, and tells me to be a good slut and show him I am slutty enough to live out my fantasies. I take this as a challenge and become determined to impress him. His name is David btw. First guy comes, and he looks very average. Unshaven pubes. A bit of a gut. Lots of untrained body hair. Average cock. Fucks me and calls me putah and maricon, and dumps his load and leaves. David tells me how hot that was, and I need to keep taking it like that. Then two guys come at same time. Seems like they knew each other. They both get undressed and say things like damn this is hot. Both look youngish, maybe mid to late 20s. They take turn fucking my hole and face. David tells them to cum in my hole and the second guy says to take his dirty load. Alarms go off in my head. I knew what that meant. Don’t know why I didn’t confront the guys before they left, but I waited until after and asked David if he was sure they were undetectable. He said yes, but they prolly like verbal poz play. I didn’t think much of it because I also like verbal poz play, which I also told him. He tells me he can instruct the guys who are also into verbal play to lean into it, and I said yes! Two more guys came at different times. They were less hot and really playing the poz verbal. Saying things like how they’ll get me pregnant. How sluts like me love and crave the gift. How I won’t have my boyish looks for long. Second guy made me beg for his poz load. Of course I did. It was so hot. Every time a guy nutted into me, David would feed me poppers, almost like a reward. Then this older daddy came. He had the body of a trucker, and kinda smelled like he had been on the road for a few days unshowered. I was so turned on. This guy was dominant and verbal. Really took his time. He told me that he bet I would still let him but inside me even if he wasn’t undetectable because sluts like me don’t care deep down. I was going along with everything he said until this point. David noticed and came closer to me and fed me some poppers. He told me to answer the hot man fucking me. Tell him what I really wanted. That I didn’t care if they were detectable, in fact I craved it. The poppers were hitting. The trucker dad was fucking me so good. I was feeling so good, when I just said fuck it and said that I would let him still breed me if he was detectable. He laughed and said he knew it. He started fucking harder and as he came, he told me to beg for his poz load. I screamed that I needed it and wanted him to get me pregnant with his poz babies. After he left, David started playing with my nips and told me that was so hot. That I love getting poz cum. He told me to tell him how much I wanted more poz cum. I confessed it was really hot and how I wouldn’t be opposed to it. I could always go on Pep after. He kissed me and said good boy. He would start looking for poz guys instead. He went back on his phone and within a few minutes, another guy came. Damn that was fast. I took three more loads that night from three more guys. I begged for their poz loads. David cuddled me and told me I was such a good boy, and asked how my hole was feeling. I told him it was super sore, but I’m glad we did it. He said he was falling for me, and I said I felt similarly. We spent the entire weekend together being really intimate. Then he said he had to go and won’t be back until the following Wednesday. After dropping him off at the airport, I realized the window for Pep had passed. I was a little nervous but didn’t dwell on it. I’m sure David only contacted undetectable guys. I heard from David increasingly less after. He said his work schedule was packed and he won’t get more long breaks for a while. A couple months after that fun hotel night, I got really sick. I told David and he said I’m a dumb bitch. Don’t contact him and go get tested. He told me that my young, innocent face deserved to get wrecked. Enjoy the bug. I was so shocked, but so turned on. I reached out to another fwb in my area and told him to come fuck me right away. FWB is a pig but was hesitant. He’s always had this fantasy of fucking someone while they’re passed out, and I’ve been reluctant. I thought hey, let’s barter. I agreed to let him give me some NyQuil and in exchange, he can do whatever he wants me with any of his friends, no questions asked. But he can’t film it, and loads have to go inside me. He came over. Anyway, David fucked me over, but set me free. He was a psychopath, but I wouldn’t be ok with taking loads with the door open at Steamworks on the regular without care if it wasn’t for him. Fuck you, but also thank you.

I don't do too many big events but when I have i think guys get too greedy. They all walk around looking for the hottest guy and end up with nothing. I remember one club event I watched an older Asian guy with a smaller size cock get rejected by a few younger guys. I went over and asked if he wanted to fuck me. He was so happy. Next thing I know he is telling everyone I was open for business.

That cock is a turn on for me💋

Hot. Last time I fucked an 18 year old, I too had initial doubts about his sexual skills, especially when he said I was his third fuck. But unlike my ignorance when I was his age he had obviously learned various techniques from the internet. Online porn has some uses.

I know of no one who thinks we should give an ex con a position of responsibility or the combination to the company safe immediately following their conviction. They deserve a 2nd chance, but realistically have to accept positions where they can't repeat their criminality, at least until they have reearned our trust through the longtime observation of their actions. I personally will not be voting for Hunter Biden for any office including Dog Catcher for the foreseeable future.

Definitely a game changer. I’ve been off PrEP since 2020 but had been on it almost from the beginning. Probably about 10 years. I recall having some GI changes at the beginning but have compensated with diet, fiber, and a regular clean up routine. PrEP is an anti viral. It will protect against HIV but not other viruses (like HPV, HCV, HSV, etc) and not bacterial infections (gonorrhea, chlamydia, syphilis, etc). Make sure you’re up to date on vaccines for hepatitis and HPV. Also consider talking to your provider about doxycycline as Post Exposure Prophylaxis (PEP) you take it after sex to help ward off the bacterial infections. I was fucking bareback before PrEP. Idk how I didn’t catch but I’ve taken several thousand raw loads while I was on it. I was still neg when I stopped a few years ago. Sex should not be an anxiety inducing experience. PrEP it up and fuck how you want! Also, sorry to hear about the breakup. Relationships can be a mix of the good and bad. Hope you can hold on to the good parts and move on from the rest. ❤️

swallowing age 12 to last year

My husband and I went for an early run on the beach. (Long story short we wake-up early and because our dog died two weeks ago and we need to change it up and get out of the house.) Hard run, shirtless, sweating like pigs, and we run by three guys going the other way. About thirty minutes later two of the three are coming back and stop us; the shorter one pulls his shorts down and is fully hard. My husband fucks the taller one of them bent over a rail with his hairy bubble butt out for anyone to see. The shorter one who waved his hard-on has me bent over next to his friend and bones me like it’s closing time at the bar; fast and furious. Sweat for lube for all of us. The smaller guy was loud and verbal; when he got close his dick got about twice as thick inside me (still nothing like my husband’s behemoth horse-cock) and his fucking got twice as hard and deep. Felt like he was ripping my chute up and made me yell when he flooded me with his spunk. On the run back couldn’t keep it all in and all I could think was, “Hot damn; something to post!” That and that anyone seeing me would see the growing cum spot in my thin light blue Jeb North shorts. LOL We got back about 45 minutes ago and I couldn’t post until now because my husband told me what a slut I am and gave me a really hard fuck of his own. Hurt so fucking good; took him a while to fuck out his always-huge load so his Red Bull-thick 9” cock really tore-up my guts until he blew his wad and added it to the anon load from the beach. After I couldn’t get his dick in my mouth fast enough to clean it; savored the flavor combination! 🐷 What a great way to start a Saturday!

Yea as @BootmanLA mentioned it will absorb fluid. The lower GI tract is designed to absorb. Before intravenous access was developed the rectum was a more common route for med administration, especially for those who could not swallow. After a night out I usually try to hold in the loads for a couple days. Most of the time the cum gets reduced down into a paste. Also dependent on how much lube I’ve had churning in my hole.

It took a full day to arrange but eventually Paul and Carl stood in Tony’s cell asking for his help. Tony was the only man in the prison who had any influence in the outside world “So what can I do for you two?” Tony asked in a pleasant voice. He sat in his large comfortable chair as the two stood before him Paul remembered many hours kneeling before that chair with Tony’s cock in his mouth and throat Paul told him the entire story. Tony was not an evil man and family meant a lot to him. Paul hoped that would move him to give what help he could “A sad and twisted story” Tony said “There are things I could do to help free you but have you thought about the fact that you would be an ex con and pretty much penniless? How would you take care of your sons even if you could get them away from this Martin?” “I have resources in the outside world. My family has been trying to take control of them but they are firmly legally mine. When I die they will all go to charity. I have also been petitioning the Warden to let me marry Pau; for months, If he were free and as my spouse I could give him control of those assets and he would more than be able to care for his sons. I can keep my family out of them while I am in here but I can't use them so I can’t just send money to Paul’s sons” Carl said “Oh fuck Carl” Paul said. All of this was news to him, Tony's question had decimated him till Carl spoke up. Je had not thought that far yet. “You would marry me and then live without me just to help me git my sons back?” “I’d do anything for you, Paul. You are my reason for living and if you need to go to save your sons then I can live with it. I have to” Carl said taking his hand Carl looked at Tony then actually got down on his knees “I’m willing to pay any price to help Paul. You told me years ago, when I asked you to help with my situation, that the only way you would ever help me was if I became your bitch and let you rule C Block through me. I would not do that for myself but I will do it for Paul. I will suck you and let you fuck me. I Will let you control C Block, just please help him” he pleaded with tears in his eyes. This was the price he would have to pay but Paul was worth it Tony made a disgusted noise in his throat and said “Stop being such a dram queen Carl, Get the fuck up. I said those things because at the time I couldn’t help and I didn’t want you to know that. I knew you would never go for it. Pau was the best pretty girl I ever had and many times I have wished I never let him go but if he found love that true then I’m glad I sent him your way” “You have mellowed Tony” Paul said “You were never that sentimental before” “I’m dying, Paul and that gives me a new perspective on life. I’d like to do some good before I pass away and I’ve only got a couple years to do it” he replied “No one knows that but me and my Doctor so don’t go spreading it around. I’m going to look fine till close to the end so no one will know till I'm almost gone abd that's how I want it” “I can have you paroled and out of here in six months with no problem at all but you will be on probation and even a made up charge from your Ex could easily land you right back in prison. There is another option though, it will just take longer, I was going to use it for my self ut what is the point now?” Tony said He told them what he could do and why it would take so long. It was a better option but it meant Mike’s 18th birthday would pass add Marc would almost be 18 before Paul could get out “As for your petition to be able to get married, consider it approved. The Warden still owes me many favors." He said like a benevolent grand father bestowing gifts "Some advice for you Carl. Change your will and leave everything to Paul and the his boys if something happens to him. Your family has tried to have you killed three times since you have been here. They tried to hire some of my boys to do it and I would not allow it. If you get married they may try harder” Tony said “To tell the truth, part of why I am helping you is how your family tried to use my men behind my back. I’m going to make sure they regret it” Tony said, then he waved them out They walked in stunned silence back to C Block “That went better than I expected” Paul said as they stepped into their cell “You have that effect on people, Babe” Carl told him but he was amazed that Tony could be so kind Paul wrote back to Bobby, now that they had a plan A week later he and Carl were married in the prison chapel. Tony walked Paul down the aisle like a proud papa. Carl had met with his lawyers and made the appropriate changes and altered his will as Tony had advised. Paul’s own will left everything to the boys already sp no changes were needed there Strangely, Carl lost his appetite for breaking in new boys and it fell to Paul. The truth was Cark loved watching his pretty, slightly feminine looking husband show his dominant side. Paul’s personality was so at odds with his appearance. They were almost polar opposites The first time a new boy came into Block C after the wedding Carl had asked Paul to be the one to teach him his new reality and Paul had agreed eagerly Two of Carl’s men cornered the boy who was blond, smooth and muscular. he had been the bully boy in his small Midwest town but had gone to far and pot another boy his age in intensive care for a week. Carl's men quickly subdued bully boy and tied his hands together above his head, lashing them to the cell bars, then they pulled his pants off as he thrashed and kicked Paul entered followed by Carl and the two men knelt beside the struggling boy, one on each side and grabbed his legs pulling them up till they were almost touching his chest There was no preamble as Paul simply pulled out his more than ample cock, knelt between the boys legs and started pushing into his virgin neg hole “Fucking faggot!” The boy screamed at him “You are the one getting fucked” One of the men holding his legs laughed. All around the cell, men watched through the bars as Paul took this bully boy’s ass, popping that cherry and showing him what his life would be in Block C Paul was a very good top. Before he had met Martin and after the boy’s mother had died he had cut a wide swath through the gay men in his town, he managed to fuck almost all of them before Martin moved to town and captured his heart He changed his angle and soon he had the boy moaning as he pounded his prostate. The boy’s words wen from growls and curses to whimpers, groans and begging to be fucked harder “I'm poz and I'm about to knock you up Boy! I’m going to give you HIV to welcome you to C Block. If you beg real pretty for my toxic cum I may fuck you again someday” The men holding up his legs let go and the boy didn't fight so they untied his hands. He held his own legs up as Paul continued to pound him “fuck I can’t believe how much I love your cock in me! I don’t care if you are poz! I have to have more! Fuckin breed me man! Shoot that load in me!” he begged "Greedy little slut" Paul said smirking down at the boy he had just turned inti a wanton cumdump He sped up and tossed his head back. With a groan he blasted that ass full of toxic poz seed, infecting the boy for life. Paul fucked him twice more depositing three total virus filled loads before pulling out The entire cell block was impressed and gradually Paul became co-leaders with Carl, not just Carl’s husband With Carl’s support Paul’s naturally dominant personality came to the fore and soon everyone in the block respected and even feared him a little In bed Paul started to top more often as gradually, secretly, Paul became the dominant husband in their relationship. Carl loved surrendering control to this slender, feminine appearing man late at night but they didn’t dare let anyone know. It was still Carl’s muscles that kept people in line Paul tried not to think about it when Mike's 18th birthday came and passed. It was still going to be over a year before Tony’s plan could happen. “I will take back my sons from that monster” Paul though, though the pain of giving up Carl was something he didn’t want to think about ********************* Bobby held the first letter he had received from his Dad in years. Dad had written in the beginning but had eventually given up when Bobby had not written back. Bobby had never seen those letters. Martin had simply torn them up and told the boy his Dad had not written His youngest brother Marc had never really trusted Martin. He had told Bobby that dad wrote him and sent the letters to Marc’s best friend’s house but he would never show Bobby the letters so Bobby thought he was lying. That is what give him the idea to ask dad to write him here at his friend’s house though The letter read: Dear Bobby; Son, despite the circumstances I am so glad to hear from you. I have been writing Marc for years and even hear from Mike now and then. I always asked them to tell you how much I love you. I never stopped loving any of my boys! Not one bit! I always will love you all no matter what! That love is all the help I can offer at the moment and I am so sorry I can’t do more. I do have a plan but it will take well over a year. I just hope you and Mike can endure and keep your minds free of that manipulator. Never believe anything he says! Cling to the fact that it’s all lies! I have a lover here in prison and by the time you are reading this he may be my husband. When I get out I will have the resources to take care of all three of you, thanks to him I will leave it up toi you whether to warn Mike, I think knowing too soon will just worry him and maybe make him lash out in a way that will jeopardize everything, but you know him better than I do Remember! Everything Martin says is a lie! Remember I love you abd I will take you back from him someday! Your loving father Paul Bobby read the letter three times. Far from being disappointed, he had hope now! His Dad did still love him! Someday his Dad would save him from all this! Martin was lying! He didn’t deserve this at all. He would have to play along with Martin and so would Mike but just maybe they could spare Mark He would warn Mike but not till maybe a month before his birthday. Doing it sooner would just make him worry. Yes, a month should be long enough to prepare Mike and help him fight back the only way they could The wedding had taken 9 months to plan and Master… Uncle Martin! Thinking of him as "Master" just made it harder to resist. Uncle Warren had limited their activities to kissing and playing with Bobby’s nipples during their engagement Everyone thought Bobby was a bit slow. His low grades in school, his obsession with health, fitness and supplements, His lowbrow bullying tactics all fed into that image but Bibby was just unmotivated when it came to school and not really a cruel person so he took the easy route when bullying. Anyone who really looked at the supplements he took and his workout routine would see how much thought and effort he put into maintaining his body exactly how he wanted it. He didn’t want huge muscles, he wanted a slimmer perfectly proportionate body. He had worked hard and attained his version of perfection by the time he was 16 and scrupulously maintained it now That was why the stretching and growth of his nipples and especially the coming tattoo on his ass upset him so much. Mast… UNCLE MARTIN had said the tattoo would happen after Bobby tested hiv positive and that may never happen... It was easy to slip one more pill into his daily supplements… Bobby fought back the only way he could… He was on PrEP and he could get Mike on it before Uncle Martin ever touched him Uncle Warren had not questioned when Bobby had kept taking his supplements, He had everything divided into little daily packets that were east to stow anywhere and he had been taking them so long no one noticed anymore Bobby steeled himself and headed home to his brothers and “Loving husband” with at least a little protection physically and mentally. He thought of his dad’s love and promise to save him someday as menial PrEP and smiled that he could thwart Uncle Martin…. No, even the title Uncle gave him to much authority. The man was his husband and he would call him by his name in public… He was glad he could thwart Martin as much as he was, even if it was secretly A couple weeks later Bobby pretended to be sick for a few days and noticed Martin smirking when no one was looking, Bobby was playing this game as well as he could and hopefully Martin didn’t even know he was playing at all ********************* Martin did underestimate Bobby, it was easy to do. He had decided to wait thill he had been fucking Mike long enough for them both to be poz to have them tested. The mews of the double infection would be so sweet. That was only six or seven months away. He knew it generally took about three months for someone to actually test positive after infestation Things were going well. The younger two boys suspected nothing. They were gradually getting used to Bobby and he as a couple and growing more comfortable when they acted affectionate towards each other, Bobby was slowly losing his stiffness and even seemed to return the affection sometimes The first week after the honeymoon Martin had been sitting watching a movie in the living room with the boys, his arm casually draped around Bobby’s shoulder He had Bobby wearing those skin tight shorts he loved seeing his husband/slave in as well as a ceop top shirt that cut off at mid chest. Martin was not really paying attention to what he was doing as he idly played with Bobby’s nipple, pulling and pinching it. Daily pumping sessions were having the desired effect and Bobby’s nipples were very noticeably growing, they were nice, half inch tall nubs now and Martin loved playing with them He noticed a look of disgust on Mike’s face that the nearly 18 year old boy quickly hid when he saw Martin look at him. “I will make him even bigger once I have taken him as my slave” Martin thought and his cock stirred at the thought. That evening Bobby got fucked three times and Martin worked his nipples the entire time ************************* Bobby had a problem. When they were in bed or in the dungeon he could only think of Martin as “Master” because his treacherous body craved the tings Master did to it. Even worse he found himself giving in mentally each time, only to snap out of it once he came down off the pleasure high He was even starting to crave the pain. Master regularly spanked and even used a crop on him, There had not been any flogging... Yet. Master seemed to be working up his pain tolerance slowly “I want my beautiful wife to enjoy it when I hurt him , I wouldn’t want to cause actual damage either. Don’t worry, we will get there eventually” Master had told him the first time he had used the crop on him Each swat stung then faded as Master expertly applied the flexible riding crop to his ass and back. He was not bound but rather held a metal bar suspended above his head “Do not let go of that bar or things will get much worse for you. Remember you make ne and I’m only doing it because, deep inside, you want me to hurt you because you know you deserve it ” Master had told him and grinned as the words made Bobby’s cock spring to attention. Bobby was in a constant war. Logic, truth and his dad’s distant love and far off promise warred with lust, physical pleasure and Master’s mind fucking, twisted, evil, insidious words that manipulated him at evet opportunity. Bobby lost every single time and the conditioning sank farther in Only after his lust was sated did sanity return. He hated Master even as he craved what the man did to him. Even worse, he was starting to hate himself for giving in every time and he knew that self recrimination was just another tool he was powerless to stop Master from building into him ****************************** Mike sat staring at his brother open mouthed “You are making all this shit up! No way Uncle Martin is that evil! He’s never laid a finger on me or Marc!” he told Bobby who sat, for once dressed in normal clothes, not those tight, colorful, skimpy things he had started wearing since he had started dating Uncle Martin. Even in a normal shirt Mike could see the mounds where his brothers nipples bulging the fabric “These may convince you” Bobby said and handed him three letters “They are from Dad, I have been writing him since just before the wedding” Mike read all three. They were pretty much the same “I love you, I’m working on getting out to save all three of you, you have to play along to protect Marc’s health. I’m sorry I can’t do more now” “Fuck… it’s really true?” Mike asked Bobby nodded. “Master… I mean Martin will tell you all about it on your 18th birthday, like he did me. You won’t get the grace period I got though. There is no wedding to plan. He will probably force you into sexual slavery that day” “I won’t do it! I will run away first!” Mike said “I’m not stupid and weak like you!” Bobby didn’t even flinch, He expected this. Mike had always thought he was stupid. He had just never actually said so before “Sure, go ahead and do that. I’m sure you will love living on the streets with no money, Do you notice Martin never lets us have cash? He makes us use those debit cards and you know he freaks if we take even a $20.00 cash advance. Do you know how fast he can cut that debit card off? How long do you think it will take Marc to start getting sick or even die without his inhaler and meds?” Bobby laid out the facts brutally, he had no patience for bluster and bravado “If you can think of a way out of this that won’t make us homeless and maybe kill Marc, let me know/ I’ll wait while you use your oh so smart brain to solve a problem I have been working on for almost a year. Not even dad can come up with an immediate solution” Bobby said. He sat back and assumed a relaxed position with an exaggeratedly bored look on his face “I’m waiting of brilliant one” He mocked after a few minutes Finally Mike sighed “I can’t come up with a damned thing. I’m sorry I called you stupid and weak” he said “Oh I’m weak alright” Bobby said “I only hope you can keep your mind free better than I do. I may need you to drag me out of this someday” The self loathing in Bobby’s voice made him cringe. A year ago Bobby had been so self confident. Such a strong, outgoing man. His big brother had been his hero growing up. Yes, maybe he wasn’t the brightest bulb in the bunch and yes he was a bully but never to his brothers. Mike had tried to measure up to his Big Brother but always felt he fell short. Uncle Martin had turned his hero into this self loathing shell in a single year, Mike knew Bobby was still a hero. He had shielded his brothers from all of it as long as he could. He had never once given a hint of what Uncle Martin was doing to him till he had to. “Listen to me, Big Brother. You are my hero and I love you so much. I know I have to go along with it. I don’t have a choice, but you protected me as long as you could and you are still protecting Marc. You are not weak. You are a hero and I will always think so” Mike said, He had to help rebuild the Big Brother he knew and adored Mike sat next to Bobby and held his Hero, Bobby broke down and sobbed into his Little Brother’s chest “Shhhh Big Brother, we will get through this together. We will hold out till dad rescues us. You have me to support you now and I will need your support too I think” Mike said He didn’t have any illusions, He may be a bit smarter than Bobby but Bobby’s defenses, limited though they were, had been brilliant. He was doing everything he could to limit the damage. Mike knew that he would probably be no less susceptible to Uncle Martin’s manipulations, both physical and mental When Bobby got control of himself he said “Here is what we are going to do. For starters, you are going to start working out and taking supplements…” ********************** Martin was thrilled when Bobby got Mike to start working out, His second slave-to-be was just a bit flabby. He assumed Bobby did it out of devotion to him and he was sure he had almost totally conquered his wife. He rewarded Bobby with a brutal fuck and make out session Mike’s body was really starting to improve by his 18th birthday. He and Bobby took the boy out for a lunch on that special day and Martin enjoyed the look of shock on Mike’s face as Martin shattered every illusion he had about what his life was going to be. The thing that truly got Martin excited was the look of helpless shame on Bobby’s face though ******************** Martin didn’t know how badly he was underestimating both boys. With Mike’s support and love Bobby’s psyche had improved as much as Mike’s body had He still gave in every time Master pushed him but he was beginning to see that it wasn’t his fault. He was learning to let go of the guilt and the control as soon as his body would let him, It was still a war but with Mike’s help he was at least loosing at a slower rate, For now that was the best he could hope for The looks on his and Mike’s faces had been practiced in a mirror many times till they were perfected Master had two opponents now and they were getting better at the game every day ********************************************************************************************************* Next Chapter: Mike's downfall Let me know what you think Scanbu

Exactly @hungrypighole now I confidently go on BBRT and hit up the dudes who list themselves as "huge." Since I don't top AND I'm hung small I have no idea what it must be like for them, but I do know that when I was concerned about keeping a tight hole, I would have to tap out even with average guys who were just eager. Once I got fisted, I knew there was no turning back. Now I get guys who pound away, have a great time, and end with, "Wow! you can really take some dick!" I'm proud of that. Also, I'm stealing bulltwat. That's fucking hawt, bruh.

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…

It was a nice Asian power bottom twink that introduced me to raw, gay bareback sex. Never looked back since. He is an insatiable, very demanding power bottom, and over 10 years later we still text nearly daily. One late night we were chatting on Grindr and we finally decided to make it happen. When I got to his place, he had already been bred by a couple of other guys, so I was hesitant to bareback and used a condom. After riding me for a bit, he slipped my condom off my cock and said “try bareback for a just a few minutes and then we can go back to the condom.” Before I could say anything, he slipped my cock back into his hole and I was hooked. In the back of my mind, I kept thinking “alright, just a few more minutes and I’ll put another condom on.” We switched it up to doggystyle and he got very verbal and kept begging me to cum inside him. He ended up getting two loads from me bareback that night, and we’ve fucked raw ever since.

currently chlamydia

I once shared an apartment with a cute straight friend. No chance of sex with him, I’d tried lol. One time I got home from a night of playing/partying. My ass was full of strangers’ loads but I hadn’t cum yet. My flatmate was at work. He played lots of sports and there was some kit drying in the kitchen, including a jock. I took it and went to my room, stripped off and put the jock on, then jerked off in front of my full length mirror while fingering my hole. I caught my load in my hand and then - without really thinking - went back to kitchen and got one of his big pots of protein yoghurt out of the fridge. I mixed in my jizz from my hand l, then fingered out as much of the cum from my hole as I could and mixed that in too. I put his jock back on the radiator, took a sleeping pill and slept for 24 hours. When I got up, he was out at work again, but the yoghurt had been eaten.

My cock hungry ass waiting to be pounded. My next goal is a gangbang, just tied up like this getting bred all night

I love married men. They're so innocent in bed. I like corrupting them. 😄

the idea of you

Just before graduation I discovered how Eli knew all about anal sex. My family was going upstate over the weekend to help my aunt and uncle set up their cabin. I was sad about it for two weeks because I knew Eli was going to be home alone that weekend. He said, "Let's make up for it this week." Eli and I fucked every day that week and twice on both Thursday and Friday. I took his load each time. On Saturday morning I told my parents I wasn't feeling well and miraculously my mom took my temperature and it was a bit high. My mom wanted to stay home with me, but dad said "He'll be fine by himself. Just take some chicken soup out of the freezer for him." So, my mom did and I was happy. I was going to eat mom's chicken soup and I was going to surprise Eli. I went back to sleep for a few hours and then showered, cleaned out, and headed over to Eli's to surprise him. I was wearing a totally slutty outfit - running shorts, a jock, and my oldest most threadbare tanktop. I looked at myself in the mirror before I left. I looked hot, but I decided to run over so people didn't think I was gay or something like that. I got to his place around noon and I knew he'd be in his room. His parents car was gone and his car was in the driveway. I went around the back of the house and let myself in the kitchen sliding door. The television was on in the family room and there were two glasses on the coffee table. I figured Ian must be home too. I was disappointed because that would mean we couldn't fuck right away and we'd need to head back to my house. By this time in my relationship with Eli, I was craving his cock all the time. I wanted to be around him a lot. I wanted to feel him inside me. I looked around but didn't see anyone. I heard a thud upstairs and I quietly climbed the stairs, avoiding the squeaky stair as I had done a dozen times in the last few months when I snuck in or out of the house. When I rounded the corner, I heard it.....the sound of fucking. I was surprised. I thought it might be porn so I smiled and walked closer to his room. Then, I heard Eli's voice saying "Fuck me, Fuck me. Don't stop. Your cock feels so good in me." It was like someone punched me in the stomach. I couldn't stop myself and I had to see. I got close and looked in the crack of the door and in his full length mirror, the one I watched myself get fucked in so many times, I saw Jason, the quarterback of the football team, fucking my boyfriend. And my boyfriend was moaning like I normally do. I heard Jason say, "Fuck your ass is so tight." and then, "You like my cock don't you." That caused Eli to moan and beg for it like a whore (like me!). I couldn't see straight and I had to hold the wall to keep from falling down. I looked up again, tears now filling my eyes, and I saw Jason speeding up and really slamming Eli's ass. I could tell he was going to cum. Jason started grunting and said, "You want it don't you, you fucking slut." And Eli said, "Yes, cum in my ass. Cum in me." Jason slammed into Eli a few more times and then groaned a huge sound and slammed into Eli one last time and collapsed on Eli's back. I backed away. I felt like I'd just been told I was dying. I felt like I was dying. My stomach was in knots and tears were flowing down my face. I backed away and down the stairs and out the front door and just took off running. I ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore. I was exhausted and realized that I was a few towns over from where I lived. So, I ran back home and now I was totally exhausted. I showered and passed out in my bed. I woke up a few hours later and cried. I sobbed. I threw up. I cried more. Eli was cheating on me. He had never asked me to fuck him, not once. He never told me he liked getting fucked. I didn't even know that he knew Jason well. That's what got me. I didn't know that he knew Jason. After months of dating and meeting a ton of each other's friends, we'd only ever spoken to Jason at one party and Eli acted like they barely knew each other. I started crying again realizing that Eli had lied to me so blatantly. Then I replayed the whole scene in my head again and again. I realized that Eli and Jason weren't using condoms. Eli was having unprotected sex as a bottom with at least one other guy. I thought we were the only ones having sex. I never thought he'd be having unprotected sex with other guys. He had lied to me and possibly exposed me to STDs. I collapsed on the floor in the kitchen and wept. I never ate the chicken soup. I went back to bed and stayed there the rest of the weekend either crying or beating myself up for trusting Eli. When my parents got home, I really looked ill. I was pale and I had been upset all weekend. I didn't have a temperature, but they could see something was wrong. Mom gave me some meds to sleep and I then heard her say to my dad, "I told you he wasn't waking it. You should trust Zach more." I turned over and went to sleep. My mom allowed me to stay home from school on Monday. But, a few bowls of her chicken soup and the color returned to my face. Also, it being late senior year there was a lot of random stuff happening at school getting ready for graduation. I got up on Tuesday, had breakfast, cleaned out, showered and went to school. I was sick to my stomach knowing I was going to see Eli. But also realizing that he didn't call or IM to see if I was okay when I wasn't at school on Monday. When I got to school, I braced myself and opened the door and went in. (Next time, the Eli confrontation.)