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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.

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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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

My favorite by far was a pre covid monthly event. The guy that put it on was very organized. The first half the night all the bottoms got a different color wrist band. The tops would all draw for colored cards and have the bottom that matched for 1 song on the Playlist. Kept everyone involved and made it fun and exciting. The 2nd half the night was a free for all. Everyone got action that way. It was pretty common for guys to pair up in the 2nd half but everyone stayed in the same room.

with my partner, and another friend - we read a lot of stories and discussion around!

Right wing authortarian social bent is clearly on the uspwing world wide.

I always wondered under the hanky code why tops get to have their fun with orange - but it meant "only looking" for bottoms (these days, it's the same shade as something that belongs in another forum)..

If I'm topping doggy, I prefer your knees together and that the bottom be a full participant in the fuck. Bottoming, it is definitely more comfortable and easier to fuck myself back on the cock which I like, but I also enjoy it if the top wants my knees spread and does all the work.

Do you have any source for that insane notion that Stalin "legalized gay marriage" or that he "made straight marriage illegal"? Under the tsars, homosexual conduct was illegal (though certainly it was unevenly enforced). When the revolutionaries seized power, they abolished the entire criminal code (including the prohibitions against homosexual conduct) but that was not out of any enlightenment OR "elevating gays when it was convenient". Rather, it was a wholesale repudiation of the legal system that preceded the revolution. Even while homosexual activity was technically not illegal, it was still strongly discouraged, and by 1934 it was illegal again. Likewise: marriage as a legal institution was swept out as part of the legal purge of the tsarist regime, but that did not "legalize" gay marriage - it simply got rid of recognized marriage, period. That, too, was reinstated before too long, and it did NOT include same-sex couples.

Fort Troff makes a gravity bag shower hose. Not as good as a mounted hose but doesn’t require any tools to move from place to place. I have one and am happy with it. It accepts all the standard shower attachments.

When I was first taught to suck cock he told me that it was natural to choke or gag when he shoved his cock deep down my throat. He trained me to get used to choking and that it was ok and that he enjoyed watching me choke on his thick cock but I must NEVER pull off his cock or refuse his thrusts. So he’d fuck my mouth balls deep and shoot his load in my throat. Over time I got used to his cock in my throat and gagged less until I could get throat fucked easy - just takes time.

I heard recently that the rectum would absorb cum (well the fluids) if it is left in for long enough, like if you were plugged. Is that true and if it is how long would it take?

Stay until 15 minutes before closing. You'll become alot more attractive and desirable.

Athletic Trainer 2 Jason didn't know that the shot Luke just gave him was the reason that his head all of the sudden was filled with all sorts of dirty thoughts and every single one of them was about him and Luke. He was so high that he didn't even realize was clearly leaning toward Luke's crotch when he could take his eye off Luke's bulge. Luke let out a couple deep laughs. He could see the effect his shot had on Jason but he knew this was the furthest he could go being in a school building. “You are all set. You can get dressed and get out of here and go enjoy your long weekend” Luke said as he walked away from Jason to dispose of trash and tidy up the room. Jason snapped back to reality when Luke walked away. His hand subconsciously started rubbing his dick. He is aware he is doing it and he knows he's not supposed to and Luke might see it but he just doesn't care. Luke continued to act normal toward Jason. He casually asked Jason “Any plans for the weekend?” “Hhah….no. No plan. I haven't met many people yet and I live alone. I'll start meeting people once class starts” “That's boring. We have a three day weekend. My condo is just across the street. If you aren't in a hurry. You're welcome to come chill” “Yes…yes. Thank you. That'll be awesome” Jason shouted initially because his mind was imagining pounding Luke's meaty ass all over his place, but he's trying really hard to keep this overwhelming horny feeling under control. His mind is now plotting how to come on to Luke. He got dressed and grabbed his stuff. His dick half hard when he walked out the building. He walked behind Luke looking at Luke's big ass. He wished he just ripped his pants apart and drilled his tongue in right now. Luke doesn't live far. They could see his condo as soon as they left the school building. Luke pointed at his building then they both got in their car to make the short drive. Jason didn't quite realize it but during his drive over. His left hand couldn't stop stroking his hung cock while he drove. He stayed in the car doing that a bit too long until Luke knocked on the window “are you coming up or are you gonna sit here while you play with that”. Jason’s face got red this time but he didn't try hard to hide it. He laughed and got out of the car promptly. Jason was covered in sweat but he has no idea why. When they got into the condo. Luke poured a cup of juice for him. Juice that he had put in some G ahead of time when he met Jason tonight. Luke loves to turn these college ‘straight’ dudes into his personal toy. “Here, drink something and stay hydrated. I gotta take a shower then I'll be right out. Feel free to make yourself at home.” Luke said as he walked away to his bedroom and didn't wait for Jason to respond. The moment Luke headed to shower, Jason couldn't wait to put his hand back on his dick. Completely unaware he was being recorded and Luke could see him from his phone in the other room. He turned on the TV, the first thing that started playing was gay porn. Luke intentionally wanted that to be the first thing that came up on TV. Everything tonight was calculated and planned with the intention of adding a trophy boy toy under Luke's control. Jason's body and mind are overtaken by drugs. He didn't know why or what it was but this body buzz is nothing like he has ever felt before. On the TV were three guys around his age taking turns using one daddy. He immediately started imagining Luke as that daddy. He pulled his shorts from bottom up and pushed his jock pouch to the side and exposed his hard dick. He wondered if any of his teammates might also be into guys and what if they all got together and did a CNC role play with Luke. He spit on his dick and slowly stroked it up and down, imagining the pressure came from Luke’s insert muscle. He didn't know how long he did that before he heard Luke call him and asked if he could come to him in the bedroom. “Yeah I'll be right there”. Jason quickly chugged down the juice and Jason quickly put his dick back in the jocks and shorts. He's not even to Luke's room yet but he could smell the body wash mixed with a hint of chemical smell. When he got into Luke’s room, lit by color changing ambient lighting. The chemical smell got stronger but the more he breathed that smell in, the harder his dick grew. Luke poured some popper in his room diffuser and turned it on to maximum setting and sealed any window gap with weather tapes, so the popper smell stays concentrated in the bedroom. Jason had his jaw dropped when he got to Luke's door. The sight was what he has been dreaming of. Luke also found a way to tie his wrists together within a thick cable tie; they rested behind him just above his butt crack. His head down on the bed. The star of the show was his juicy meaty basketball size round ass, pointing up and towards the door. His sizable soft cock and balls hanging in between, Luke's hairless hole was glistening and winking at him. He didn't even have to ask. He took off his shirt and shorts, threw them aside and moved to spread Luke's cheeks apart and he pursed his lips together and blew gently against the Luke's hole causing it to flinch then he let the moist tip come in contact with the soft flesh then he moved his tongue moved up and down in small gentle motions that would have been amplified at the sensitive area. Then pressed his tongue against it tightly. He initially thought Luke's hole tasted sweet but didn't think much about it. He had no idea that Luke had mixed it in with some flavor Luke and applied it on his hole before he called Jason over. He knew that he'd get Jason to eat the magic dust and also give himself a nice buzz if Jason knew how to use his tongue. However, he gave himself a nice size boof when he got out of the shower and it was so strong that he felt the buzz almost immediately. Luke groaned deeply as Jason made his hole moist. Jason began to push his tongue deeper breaching his barrier, then his tongue slipped within the fleshy walls. “Oh yes. Fuck yes. Just like that” Luke reached back and pressed Jason face into his ass “ohhhh” Luke's voice muffled as he buried his face deep into the pillow and let Jason's tongue work its magic inside his fragrant enclosure and get higher unknowingly. Jason's tongue did not disappoint him and pushed in more chem lube in his hole than he expected. Jason reached over to stroke Luke's dick. It grew into a sizable hard rod. Just the right thickness for his hand to grab and decent length for his hand to travel. It's possibly the biggest dick he has ever touched. As he eats Luke hole, he could feel his dick twitching because that's how hard his dick was. He wants to explore Luke's body more but he hasn't felt like himself since he got the shot. He wanted to have sex with Luke but now he feels like he must. He wants to plunge this dick in Luke's hole and hear him groan loudly. He loves that feeling of dominance over an older guy. He started fingering Luke's hole. He was not expecting a hole as tight as his own bc it felt so open when he was rimming. Luke took a big sniff of popper and opened his hole up for Jason. Jason slid his finger in and felt that it's already nice and lube up inside. Luke spread his legs wider so nothing gets in the way of Jason's pounding. Jason put his dick on Luke's butt crack, sliding it up and down. Occasionally his mushroom head broke into Jason's hole slightly, but his focus was just to slide it up and down, not to penetrate yet. He untied Luke’s hand so he could help himself with some poppers because most bottom he fucked couldn’t be without it. He grabbed the back of Luke's head and said “tell me what you want. I want to hear you say hi” “Fuck me. Fuck me hole hard” Luke said Jason finally started pressing his mushroom head forward against Luke's hole. Luke took two deep inhales of popper then all of the sudden his hole stopped resisting. Jason's dick slid halfway in right away. Jason's hard cock was just what he needed to satisfy his hunger. Jason loved seeing older men's faces when he pounds them. That slutty look on their face lusting over his young cock turns him the fuck on. He rolled Luke to his side on the right. Luke’s one leg was in between Jason's legs while the other was held up high on Jason's shoulder. He leaned forward to give Luke a deep passionate kiss as he thrusts his dick deeper then he got up and let out a sound of satisfaction when he had no more room to push forward. His balls slap into Luke's. He held onto Luke's left leg tightly and arched his back backward and was feeling that magnificent feeling of conquering Luke's hole all the way with his eyes closed for a few seconds. Luke doesn't bottom all that often actually. He enjoys it but he likes doing other things far more. However, this is a necessary first step to get their young college boys to submit to him willingly. Jason started to fuck. Slow out, fast in. That's how he always does it. He loves to hear the bottom moan every time when his dick thrusted back into their hole. Luke was no different. Just when he thought Jason's dick had pulled all the way out of him again, his hard dick thrusted back in all the way. The loud clap of their bodies colliding gradually becomes more frequent as Jason picks up his pace. Luke's hand is stroking his own cock so Jason reached and pinched Luke's nipples. This must be one of the nicest holes he has ever fucked. So warm. So moist. All the sudden he felt Luke tightening the muscle and squeezing his dick tight. That sensation was too much and got Jason to orgasm much sooner than he expected but it was the relief he needed so badly. He didn't have time to say anything before pumping loads on cum in Luke. “Ahhhhhhh Ahhhh” Jason held on tight to Luke then continue to fuck as he unloaded waves of cum in him. He was still fucking so hard that his own cum came splashing out of Luke's hole. “Ohhhh….do you hear that? Doesn’t that sound like I’m fucking your wet pussy?” Jason said. Then he heard Luke yell “I'm coming…..open your mouth”. Jason leaned forward slightly while pumping with his mouth wide open. Luke pointed his dick at him right when he cum. Surprisingly his cum shot out with so much force that at least the initial wave of cum made it all the way to the back of Jason's throat. This release was much needed for both. Jason’s cock was still hard in Luke. He wiped up his cum around Luke's hole and licked his finger clean then repeatedly and fed some to Luke as well. Luke flipped over and laid on his back and slapped on the bed next to him signaling Jason to lay down. “How are you feeling? I saw you looking the whole time when we were in the training room. And it was hard to miss your boner” Luke said “Feeling much better. I was a little out of it after the flu shot. I feel more like myself now. I thought you weren't interested when you ignore my boner but fuck…. I wanted to fuck you the moment you opened the door. Your hole was amazing. Can I hang out here for the rest of the night? I know I'll need to cum again in like 20 min” “Oh yeah? How many more times can you go?” “I don't know. Definitely 3-4 more at the very least. I jacked off 8 times in a day last weekend” Jason said “Well….I do have plans tonight. I could move it but that depends on what you are willing to do” “What do I have to do?” Jason asked “I'm a grown man. Don't get me wrong. That was a good fuck. But if you are asking me to change my plan to hang out and have sex with you all night. I want something different, or I'll get bored” “I'll do anything. That was too good so whatever else you are into; I can probably dig it” Jason said “Can you? Well then for starters, I'm gonna be in charge and you will do what I say. Can you do that?” “Well…I don't know if I can bottom for you. I have yet to bottom for anyone” “Then I think you best get dressed bc that wasn’t what I asked you” Luke got up and began to put his underwear back on. “Wait wait wait…hold on. Yes, I'll do whatever you say” Jason panicked. He’s so addicted to Luke’s body now and he really would rather fuck all weekend here than going back to his empty apartment so he agreed to the terms “100% and no backing out?” Luke asked “Yes. That was the best sex I've ever had. If I just go home now. I'm gonna be thinking about your hole all night” Jason said “Hum…I don't know. You don't sound very committed. Show me that you are committed by licking my hole clean and suck your cum out of my hole and swallow it then I'll make a call to change my plan for the evening “ Luke took off his underwear and got back on the bed in doggy position The thought of eating Luke's hole again turned Jason the fuck on already. Jason jumped up and gently licked every drop of his cum around Luke's ass. Then pressed his lips all around Luke's hole and began sucking it hard. Luke pushed Jason's cum out then turned around to watch Jason swallow his own load. Luke up and said. “Alright, I believe you. Go take a shower. I need to make a few calls. when you get out, put this blindfold on then let me know you're ready. I'll come back to the room. Oh and….call me sir the rest of the night “ “Sir, yes sir” Jason looked at the latex mask zip up from behind the mask and slowly walked over to the shower. Luke step out of the room to make a call “.....yes. I didn't give him much earlier but it was enough for him to lose his inhibition already. If you can bring me some stuff over in a couple hours. We can do a toy swap if you want…” Luke said while on the phone and fixing up two real size slams in the kitchen “He fucked well. Quite aggressive. It’ll be that much more satisfying when he comes begging later. God. Just the thought of that makes me hard. Alright….I gotta go. I’ll leave the door unlock. Let yourself when you get here….” Jason has no idea what's ahead of him for the rest of the night. He thought his time here at this new school should be much better than his last if he gets to fuck Luke’s hole on a regular basis. To be continued….

Showed up at his place and he told me to strip down. He led me to a back bedroom that was set up as his play area. He told me to get in the sling and get comfortable. He excused himself for a few while I got into the sling. When he returned, he asked if I wanted anything to loosen up. I replied yes and he opened his bag and pulled out a pipe. He handed it to me and said go for it. As I started blowing clouds, he began lubing up my ass. Without saying anything, he reached over grabbed a butt plug, sprinkled some powder on it, and started to push it in. It was bigger than I am used to so he massaged it until it popped in. After letting me smoke for a few minutes, he took the pipe and started strapping my arms and legs into the sling. Only thing he said to me while he was doing it was I don’t want you to touch yourself while you are getting fisted. About this time, everything started to kick in and all I wanted to do was touch myself. He slowly started to pull the butt plug out. The popping sound and the feeling when it came out took my breath away. He asked me if I was ready and I moaned yes. He gave me a big hit of poppers and started. He slid one, two, and then more fingers into me. When he reached the first stopping point, he worked his hand in and out. He told me to breathe a few time and just relax. The moment his hand slid in, my body shivered and I had an instant feeling of pleasure. He spent the next 30 minutes working my ass over. The guy was a man of few words. When he was done fisting me, he stood up and slid his dick in me. He started fucking me and after a few minutes began to grunt and pound me as he dropped his load in me. He unhooked me and I got out of the sling. He offered me the pipe again, which I didn’t refuse, and took some big hits before I left. When I went to the bathroom to clean up, I logged onto BBRTS since I knew I was going to still be high and horny when I left. I got dressed and headed out.

Had a long drive for work yesterday so decided to pop into the sauna on route. It was supposed to be naked day but not many were wandering around naked. I thought I would start having a steam and see if I could get lucky, so went straight to the dark room part. As soon as I walked in the hands started grabbing a gruff voice asked if I had just arrived? I replied yes and with that a few more hands started to touch me I was quickly bent over and I heard the lube packet being ripped open, felt it smeared over my hole and then the ramrod cock of a stranger slid in. I gripped it tight and was called a filthy slut. He fucked hard and fast and soon dumped his load. He was very vocal about how good it felt. For me that was a bonus as I was then passed around the guys in the steamy dark room one guy was so polite and kept saying ‘no it’s fine u first’ as he whisper to me that he loves a loose cummy hole and he likes to feel other guys cum coating his cock. whilst being used by cock 5 a guy entered and asked if this was the guy for breeding and they all responded with a yes he’s taking any load. He also asked what my load count was and I told him 5 he said good slut there’s another 5 in line before I breed ur hole and churn the cum up n push it deep. eventually after 13 loads it was time to go get a coffee, cool off n catch my breath. Steam room defo made me sweat some! Now on the hunt for even more for the next few days

Not my strongest effort. I may have to break this off into another forum if the lady-folk get involved. Would you guy likes to read that? We left that afternoon noticing several pictures of Jason with another couple. WE dug a little deeper and found out they were a “throuple”, and Jason was fucking them both on a regular basis, and was part of a swingers group that met on a regular basis with mens outings. They often invited outsiders to play. We immediately volunteered. Our “seed” was getting planted deeper and deeper around town. After that Saturday afternoon with Jason. I found myself spending more time with Jason alone at the request of Amy. In reality, I did not mind, with him having an 8 inch cock and all and within a few weeks. The inevitable happened, he came down with the “fuck flu”. It was so hot to suck his cock and take his deadly seed while he was burning up with fever and shaking with the chills, but his sex drive was so strong. He just had to fuck one more load into me. I tried to assure him that he just had a bad case of the flu, but he insisted on going to the clinic on campus. Once he was there they gave him a full panel of test and within the hour. He was given the news he was poz. He took it rather well. He was told there was a rash of new cases with several strains. He had the dominant or parent one and he was asked for a list of his sexual partners. He glanced at me, and with a wink he told them he had several anonymous high-risk encounters and he was sure it was one of them. The doctor, a hot young intern, chided him a bit, but when no one was looking slipped us his card with a note that read, “I want to hear more about your ‘anon’ friends - call me”! I got hard right then and there in the ER with Jason shivering from the flu and this young doctor. h/e adjusted his cock through his khakis and I swear it looked huge. My mouth watered. He said he would be right back. He excused himself, said something to the nurse, winked at me as if telling me to follow him. So when he left the room, I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I followed the doctor into an empty room. He locked the door behind me. He put his hands on my shoulder, and I dropped to my knees on the hard floor. He fished out his stiff hard cock. I gobbled down his 9 inch monster cock while he talked dirty to me. “I bet you are the ‘anon” cock your friend got? Aren’t you” He emphasized by shoving his hard cock down my throat, making me gag a little. I gurgled an affirmative. He went on to tell me that they have had 12 cases with that strain in the last month alone. He grabbed the back of my head, shoved his cock down my throat, came like a horse and exclaimed “I want ITTTTTTT”. I cleaned his cock off for him. He told me to call him soon and set it up. I followed him back to the room where Jason was getting the lowdown of the latest HIV drugs, but the doctor rushed her out. He downplayed her little talk, and sent us on our way. He gave us a wink, and tossed the paperwork in the trash. Jason had a million questions as we walked back to his house. I called Amy and Andy to meet us at Jason's house. I tried to fill in the blanks, but wanted Amy to hit the broad strokes. Jason was agitated by the time we got to his house, but me sucking his tainted cock seemed to calm him down. He came like a rocket filling my eager mouth and he slept for a few hours before Amy and Andy got there. Jason recognized Amy right away and saw the resemblance tween the two siblings. “You”, he shouted at Amy “had this done to me?” “I…we, set you free” she carefully retorted. “How” Jason begged? Amy went on to explain he was free to fuck any person in the world now without thought, Her logic was sound. Though Amy herself was not poz herself yet she reminded us with a wink (another story another forum) Jason still feeling pretty sick, but horny as fuck from listening to Amy got naked and told me he anted to fuck me while Andy bred him as long as Amy watched. We all agreed. I was naked in a second and on my back with my legs in the air waiting for Jason’s big deadly stinger. He just spit on his cock and aimed it for my well fucked hole. Andy climbed behind Jason and with sweat wiped from Jason’s brow lubed his cock and piled drived Jason’s hole. Amy disappeared into the background. We fucked as a unit for nearly 20 minutes with Jason filling me with his tainted load and Andy filling Jason with his. We all laid there in a post-fuck glow. I could tell Jason was strategizing. “Penny for your thoughts?” I asked. “Just thinking who I want to go after first.” He replied. I told him about the interaction I had with the doctor and how Andy, Amy and I had eyes for the other two people in his throuple picture and his swinger group. He told us the swinger group had strict testing protocols and that he was likely out of the group now, but when Amy heard that. She took it as a challenge. She assured him she would get all four of us past the testing phase, “Now let’s call this doctor of yours.” she said with a sly grin. More to cum

Dr Mike – biohazard and healer – Part 1 – The First Office Visit *All of the other stories I have posted have been real life hook ups and connections. This story’s premise is based on real life, but it becomes fiction once I go to Dr Mike’s office as I never did get up the nerve to go.* It was my second summer living in DC and I had been poz for about a year. One of my bareback fuck buddies at the time was a guy who worked for a local non-profit group. Where I was fairly conservative in appearance, Nathan had a nose ring, tats, and sometimes a mowhawk when his head was not shaved, so we always made an unlikely looking pair when we went out. He had a nice dick and loved using his own spit or poz cum for lube when he fucked me and I took his cum every chance I could get. He was the first guy I met who was so open about his status and also got off on it and loved telling me how he was giving me his poz cum when he fucked me as he did not take any meds at all and even resisted getting treated for STDs as long as he could when he had had them. Nathan said he did not take meds because they were more toxic then the bug and he believed in alternative stuff, plus he wanted to make sure that every negative ass he fucked raw when they asked him to pull out would become infected as that turned him the fuck on. One of his tats around his belly button was a biohazard sign. This was 15 years ago so was a pretty out there thing at the time to be proudly displaying your HIV status and that you were a breeder on a mission. When we went to the leather bar or the park there was always one or two guys who knew what it meant, and then would look at me with a wink knowing I was getting his toxic loads. One day I met him at his office to grab a drink and started to rub his dick in the elevator. Nathan laughed and said, “I just cummed a short while ago, so am not really up for a quick one”. I asked, “Who did you fuck?”(we were not exclusive so just curious – voyeur in me). He said, “No one, my doctor sucked him off.” I was like what the fuck? OK, I needed to hear this story over drinks. There were a couple private practice doctors in town then that all of the guys who were poz seemed to go. Nathan went to one of them and told me this doctor – Doctor Mike - was a fucking freak and liked to suck him off every time he went to see him and the doctor did not care what was up, how sick he was, what he had or anything. The doctor had sucked him when he had gonorrhea and other stuff and even drank his piss once in his office. This doctor did not lecture about STDs or safe sex and would just hook him up with whatever antibiotics he needed. I couldn’t believe it, but asked if my friend fucked him too. Nathan told me no, the doctor was a top, but he had heard he fucked all his bottom patients that would let him and he only fucked raw, and that he supposedly had a really big dick. Nathan said he knew a couple bottoms who swore they got syphilis, gonorrhea and some other stuff from him too, and there was a rumor about a couple bottoms who had gone to him to be tested for HIV who were negative until after he fucked them. At this point Nathan laughed, gave me an evil smile, and said the doctor was just like him, a living biohazard, as were most of his patients as the waiting room was nothing but a pick up spot for raw fuckers who just swapped back and forth all the dirty seed they had. I did not have health insurance right then, so was going to a local clinic. Every visit seemed to be nothing but a lecture on safe sex, and god forbid if I asked to be tested to an STD. One time a staffer asked me if I had been fucked with a rubber, I said no and it was like I had killed a baby seal. So, I kept thinking about that doctor my friend told me about and told myself I was interested because he sounded cool, non-judgemental, and provided good care. But I was kidding myself, I had jerked off enough times fantasizing about him to know it was really because he was dangerous and I wanted to see if the rumors were true. A few months later I got a new job and 30 days after that my health insurance kicked in. I decided it was time to leave the clinic and find a primary care physician. I ended up going to a doctor who was considered ‘the best in town on HIV’, he had been on national TV, was handsome and part of a power-gay couple, well known in the community, and all that. But going to his office was like going to the prom. It was full of the young and ‘pretty A-list’ crowd, his staff was condescending and rude, there was a snack and soft drink bar, the office was decorated with fine art, and the doctor always seemed like he had more important things to be doing then being with a patient - me. I said fuck it, time to check out the nasty doctor, so I called Dr. Mike’s office and made an appointment for a late afternoon at the end of week. I must have jerked off three times the day before I saw him fantasizing about all the things Nathan had said. The doctor’s office was in the Northeast part of town in and older brick building. When I got to the office it was a total different scene than the other doctor’s. The office looked old, a bit worn down, and the crowd here looked older – and sick. There were a couple guys in the waiting room who looked gaunt and wasted and near death’s door. Almost all the rest looked like they had HIV or just looked like rough trade from the streets. I almost walked out, telling myself I am not one of them, but on the other hand, my friend said the guys who came here loved to fuck raw, so I was in. The staff at the desk, a middle-aged lady and an older guy, were very nice and polite, and as soon as I sat down a couple of the guys nodded at me, said hi, and made small talk. After filling out all the paperwork, I kept talking to a couple of the guys in the waiting room, and figured my friend was right. These were all guys willing to bareback in an instant and could tell a few seemed pretty well hung – woof! After about 10 minutes the older guy called me up to the desk and handed me a small cup and small brown bag, they needed a urine sample and he directed me the to restrooms just outside the door, down the hall to the left. I entered the door marked RESTROOMS and there was a small hallway with a men’s room on the right, ladies room on the left and a door marked JANITOR at the end. I opened the men’s room, stepped around the corner, and saw that one of the sicker looking guys was standing at one of the stalls. He was tall, thick, long, brownish hair, and had a scar on his right cheek. While I tried not stare at him, I could not help but stare at his dick as he stepped slightly back from the urinal. The thing was long, sort of skinny, with a nice head on it, and curved a bit to the left. He was stroking it hard, looked at me and said, “Do you want to suck me?” I was sort of disgusted and turned on at the same time, and asked him what if someone came in? “You can hear the outer door open so we got time to straighten up before someone comes in. Don’t worry, I’ll listen out,” he said as he kept stroking. I set the urine cup down by the sink, got down on my knees, totally forgetting I came in to piss, and started sucking his dick. His dick was already really slick from precum and spit and tasted pretty funky. I think he smoked as his spit was strong, but I sucked him hard and put my hands on his hips to steady myself. He was really thin and his hips were pretty bony and I paused a moment, realizing he must be full blown, but he had such a nice dick, I just pushed it further down my throat. After a couple minutes the guy started gripping my shoulders tighter and said “Swallow for me, swallow it all.” He then started shooting and I could barely swallow fast enough. The dude might have been sick but fuck he shot a huge load and his cum tasted rank and was real thick and heavy like he had not shot in days. He started humming a little as I kept sucking him until I had every drop. He stepped back, said, “Thanks, boy I needed that,” then left the bathroom. As I savored the taste of his poz load, I realized I had never sucked someone where the bug had totally taken over – is that why his load tasted so rank? Just thinking about it made me even a little harder and I remembered why I was in there and got up and grabbed the urine cup, went into a stall and had a wait a minute for my dick to come down a little in order to fill the cup. I washed my face off to make sure I had no cum drippings on my chin, but did not rinse out my mouth as I wanted to keep tasting his poz load as long as I could. I walked back into the doctor’s office and took the small brown bag with my urine sample up to the desk. The guy looked at me and said, “Did you find it all right?” I blushed a little, said yeah thanks, and turned to find a seat. I did not see the guy I just sucked off, but a couple of the others guys sort of smirked at me, so bet they knew and I blushed even more and sat back down. It was about 30 minutes later and I was the only patient left waiting. The older guy at the desk called me back up, then escorted me through a side door, down a hall that had several rooms with doors closed and set me in one of the exam rooms. He took my temperature, my blood pressure, weighed me, then said the doctor would be with me in a few minutes and left and closed the door. I started thinking about the guy I sucked off in the bathroom and started to get hard again and was adjusting myself when the door opened and the doctor walked in. Dr Mike was in his mid 40s I guess, about 5”11, 180, and fairly clean cut looking. He shook my hand (what a grip!), introduced himself, sat on one of those little metal rolling stools, rolled right up in front of me, then asked, “Apologies for making you wait, today was a little hectic with some last minute patients. So guy, what brings you in to see me?” Well I couldn’t tell him it was because my friend said he was a biohazard freak, so I went with the vanilla version of recently got insurance, tested poz last year, have been exploring treatment options, had seen this other doctor and was not comfortable there and a friend recommended him to me. “Who’s your friend?” Dr Mike asked. When I told him Nathan with the nose ring, he smiled and said “Oh yeah, Nathan has been a GOOD patient for a few years now,” as he sort of looked me up and down. “I know some of my colleagues have very strict opinions about certain things, but in my practice I am open to various forms of treatment and will always be honest with my patients. I also ask that you always be honest with me – help me to help you – feel free to ask me any question you want no matter how embarrassing it may seem, and I will take care of you.” Dr Mike asked me to undress down to my shorts and did a quick once over, listened to my heart, looked in my ears, asked me to open my mouth and say aaahhhh. “Now let’s chat a little about your heath and history, he said” Dr Mike asked me a series of questions and in that short few minutes had spent more time on me then the other doctor had in several visits and seemed to care about me as a patient. I was normally shy about that sort of stuff but answered all of his questions as honestly as I could. “Sorry, can you repeat the question please?” I asked, I must not have heard him right. “Do you top or bottom when you have anal intercourse?” Dr Mike asked again. “Bottom,” I said, and Dr. Mike smiled. “And when you have intercourse how often do you use protection, 100%, 50%, 25% of the time or never? And remember, I know your friend,” he said. “Humm, I…ah…well, I guess with my friend never, but with other people I don’t know, it varies I guess, but just mostly not when I am with him.” “So he cums inside you?” Dr Mike asked, and I swear he adjusted his crotch or was I imagining that. “Yeah, he cums in me,” I said as I looked down at the floor. Dr Mike responded, “Now there is nothing to be embarrassed about at all, remember what I said, and good for being honest with me. You know he is HIV positive right? He told you? Were you already positive?” I said, “Yes, but he told me after we fucked, we had been drinking.” Dr Mike smiled and asked, “Did you want him to wear a condom?” I told him, “I don’t know, no, I guess, not really, I just wanted to feel him inside me.” Dr Mike smiled again, made some more notes and kept going. “OK, so now, when was your last sexual activity?” he asked. OH SHIT, “Umm, I uh, Umm, I guess Nathan fucked me two nights ago,” I said. Dr Mike just looked at me with a stern glare, rolled his chair as close as he could, put his hands on my legs, and said again, “When was your last sexual activity?” I looked at the floor again, then him, his smile was gone, so I said, “Well, I sort of sucked a guy off in the bathroom down the hall earlier while I was waiting.” Dr Mike smiled wide and said, “Yeah that was Hank. Tall guy with the scar? I saw him right after that and he told me, like I said my patients are honest with me, just like you are being now and that’s the best for everyone. I also could also smell his cum on your breath when I checked your mouth.” Oh fuck, I was really embarrassed now, damn – but Dr. Mike just patted my leg, smiled, pushed his chair back, “Ok, now get up on the table here for me and take your shorts off.” I was too embarrassed to be turned on at this point or think about what Nathan said, so got naked and got up on the table. The room was pretty warm so my ass immediately made sticking noises on the vinyl as I got myself situated. Dr Mike rolled a small table to the side of the exam table and started to gently touch me all over my body. Usually doctors put on rubber gloves, which made me feel like even more of a pariah once I tested, but Dr Mike did not, he just slowly prodded and rubbed up and down my body. “Some people with HIV develop lumps in their lymph system, so I am checking to see how healthy you are. Looks good so far. Have you ever had any STDs? Syphilis, gonorrhea, herpes? No? Hmmm…,” Dr Mike then stepped to the counter, made a few notes and came back to me. Dr. Mike then started feeling around my crotch area, under my balls, carefully weighing each one in his hand, and then squeezed first one, the other, than both slightly. I moaned a little, he looked at me, smiled, then lifted my dick. “I see you are uncut,” as he rolled the skin back and forth several times and examined my dick. Dr Mike then said, “Please rollover,” which I did as he began running his hands and fingers up and down my back side and legs. When he got to my ass he spread my cheeks apart, ran his fingers up and down my crack, tickled the edge of my hole a little and I moaned loud that time. He seemed to pause, finished checking me, then said, “OK, now I need to check your prostate, so please get up, and bend over the end of the exam table.” As I did he sat back on his rolling stool and scooted the little table with him so that he was behind me. I bent over the edge of the table and Dr Mike said, “Now lay as flat as you can on the table, that’s it, I’m just going to use my finger and make sure everything is ok.” I soon felt his finger pushing at my hole and slide in. He was not wearing gloves, so the heat from his finger, skin on skin, made me moan again before I realized it, but damn it felt good. Dr. Mike worked his finger around inside my ass and as he did my dick started to grow. I couldn’t stop it and reached down to try to hide it. “NO, that’s OK, that’s normal for any patient, but especially one who enjoys being a bottom with anal intercourse,” Dr Mike said as he then pulled his finger out of my ass and said, OK, now hop back up on the table for me”. DAMN! I was so horny and slowly stood back up. Dr Mike scooted his chair back around in front of me and his face was almost level with my still hard dick. I tried to hide it a little by crossing my arms as he said, “I think you are in great health, and we will know more once I get all of your blood work back. While many of my colleagues suggest starting a treatment regimen right away, I do not believe that is necessary if you are still healthy and even then, like I said, there are various treatment programs.” My dick was still hard and ass was twitching, so I was having a hard time focusing but told him I understood. “Do you have any questions?” Dr Mike asked. “I have heard you can get reinfected from having sex without a condom, is that right?” I asked. “No,” Dr Mike said as he smiled, “You cannot get HIV squared so to speak. However, there is HIV-1 and HIV-2. HIV-1 is the most common and HIV-2 is rare and mostly found in West Africa. Some research shows you can pick up new strains, strains that are more intense, more virulent, more resistant, and your body may accept them or not, but if it does, it may develop its own new strain even more powerful than what you were given.” As he said that his eyes got very intense and he adjusted himself again. “I have looked at the labs from your previous bloodwork and you have a very common and what I would consider a mild strain.” Dr Mike then looked at my dick, up at me, and said, “I have one more test I want to conduct before you leave if that is OK. Is that OK?” I said, “Yes, I am happy to do whatever you want” Those must have been the magic words. “OK, now lay on your back again, here let me lower the table just a little, now scoot down all the way to the end but keep your feet on the table,” Dr Mike said as he stood up and went to the end. As I scooted down he lubed up a couple fingers this time then said, “Now lay back, spread your legs, I want to test your prostate again.” I was not sure what was going on, but did as Dr Mike asked and soon had two of his fingers wriggling around in my ass. My dick was streaming precum onto my stomach and I had all I could do not to start jerking off. I did start to moan, not realizing I was when I looked up and saw Dr Mike had a huge smile on his face now and when our eyes met he started fingering my ass faster and harder. Dr Mike then spread my legs apart more, leaned forwarded, and with his fingers still jamming my ass, he took his other hand, pulled my dick back towards him and started sucking me. OH CHRIST! That felt so good and my dick started swelling even more as his mouth work up and down my shaft as his fingers fucked my hole. I started to tremble and shake and moan and the cum started burning down my shaft as I shot into Dr Mike’s mouth. As I shot, he fingered me harder and harder until the last drop was out and my body ached from how hard I cummed. I always shot hard and far, and that one was an intense orgasm. I lay on the exam table panting, as Dr Mike stepped around, bent over my face and kissed me. As Dr Mike’s mouth covered mine and I opened up he spit some of my own cum back into my mouth! I had never had that happen before but swallowed and started swishing my tongue around his mouth looking for more. Dr Mike pulled away, wiped his mouth, his hands, then sat back down on his stool. “Go ahead and get dressed.” Once I was dressed Dr Mike stood up, got real close to me and said, “I hope you enjoyed that. Now what just happened here is between us, alright? You can tell Nathan, but no one else understand? Good.” As he kept talking Dr Mike grabbed my hand and guided it down to his dick. His dick ran down his right pant leg and was huge – oh my fucking god he was big – and HARD!! He continued, “Now, you caught me at the end of the day and I have already shot a couple loads today into a few holes that needed to be rejuiced, but want you to know you got me hard, and I do want to fuck you, do you want me to fuck you?” I just shook my head. “My cum is more toxic than you can imagine,” he said in almost a whisper as he leaned in even closer, “and I am going to give it to you. Don’t get me wrong, I breed every ass I can with my toxic cum, but I especially like boys like you who have mild strains of HIV and I can’t wait to unload in your ass. I will take care of you, so who better to fuck you raw than your doctor? I also have some other ‘treatment programs’ for you, but you did the first one already.” “What was that?” I asked. “You sucked off Hank, that big dick of his has some raw herpes sores on it,” Dr Mike said, “That’s why he likes getting sucked off in that bathroom because the light is not good and guys don’t see. But I know, I know, and now we got you marked with his herpes dick and cum, so I will take care of you and have made a note in my charts.” “I am not going to jerk off all weekend, so I think you need to come see me Monday morning and we can discuss the next step in your treatment plan,” Dr Mike said. “But isn’t your office closed on Mondays?” I asked. “Yes, but I will be here – for you,” Dr Mike said, “And Monday will be the next step in your treatment program.” As I left Dr Mike’s office that day, his words kept ringing in my ears, “My cum is more toxic than you can imagine,” and I could not wait to let him take care of me. Stay tuned for Dr Mike – Part 2 – My First Treatment Dr Mike – Part 2 – My First Treatment

Chapter 3: The Daddy Party “Are you okay? You’re acting real antsy.” Terry had picked up on Ricky’s nerves as soon as they got into the Uber. The driver had raised his eyebrows knowingly when he saw the address where he was to take them. Now he was covertly studying the two young guys via glances in his mirror. “Just trying not to let my imagination run crazy,” Ricky responded. Terry laughed. “If you can imagine it, then it’s probably happened at one of these get-togethers. Just relax and go with the flow. And be alert for signs of interest from any of the guests.” The Uber driver sniggered. Terry had certainly kept Ricky hopping for the previous two weeks. The daily workouts on his glutes, with enough attention paid to other muscle groups to avoid looking freakish, had done wonders. Those globes weren’t quite the eighth wonder of the world, yet, but they were round and firm enough to attract any top’s attention. He’d worn the butt plug for hours every day, or night, with the muscles gradually adjusting to the feeling of being stretched by a firm, round intruder. Terry had taught him all the ins and outs of getting ready for a good solid fucking, including douching technique and self-lubing in advance. Ricky had even gotten used to the weird sensation of wearing underwear that covered everything but his ass. Even though he was used to a jockstrap, this felt strange to begin with. In short, he was now thoroughly ready to be unveiled to the gay community as the hottest, cutest new ass in town. At the destination address, they climbed out and faced a modern house – a flat-top California modern – on a ridge overlooking one of the canyons. The house sprawled across a hefty stretch of hilltop land. Ricky stared in awe. “This guy’s got serious money.” “S’right. And he’s not the only one. That’s why we’re definitely in the right place for you. His name is Steven, and he hates to be called anything else.” Terry rang the doorbell. The door was opened by a fifty-something man in tightly fitted shirt and trousers which showed that he definitely looked after himself. “Well, hello, Terry, darling. Haven’t seen you for far too long.” “Good to see you too, Steven. Here, I’ve brought my friend Ricky with me.” Steven gave Ricky a brilliant smile and a quick once-over. “Welcome, Ricky, my friends will be happy to meet you and show you a good time.” “Thank you for letting me join the party, Steven.” Steven winked, and pointed them up the ramp to the right, telling them to leave their things in that room and go right on down the ramp on the far side. Once they were in the room they quickly stripped. The young man in charge handed them two numbered plastic bins to put their clothes in. He gave Ricky an approving examination, then sent them on their way with their numbered wristbands, giving Ricky’s firm round ass a quick squeeze as they went by. Down the ramp, in the main sitting room, they looked around them. There were a dozen or so older men sitting on the sofas and chairs, and as many again younger fellows in next to nothing sitting beside the older fellows. Almost all of them were either kissing the daddies or stroking their cock bulges. A couple were already sliding down the zippers, ready to go to work. One or two had climbed onto the laps of the older fellows and were busily grinding away as the daddies worked at their exposed asses, teasing the holes with their fingers. A couple of others were straddling their older men and feeding their cocks into the mouths of the daddies who eagerly sucked on them. “This way, Ricky,” Terry said, and led him to the right into another large room where a long low table was set up. Everyone in this room was already naked – or the next best thing. One or two other young fellows were wearing open-ass briefs like the one Ricky had on. There were already half a dozen lads bent over the table, face down, with their exposed butts in position. A few of the older guys were already sampling the tempting holes on offer. Without any prompting, Ricky went right over to the table. He slid next to one of the boys already there, and bent down across the table, putting his carefully cleaned and lubed ass in position. Terry waved goodbye and disappeared, back into the first room. “You’re a newbie, aren’t you?” That was the redhead he’d lain down next to. “Yeah.” “I’m Dylan. Welcome to the meat market.” “Ricky.” Just then, Ricky felt a hand playing with his ass. The finger slipped into his hole, and the man gave a grunt of pleasure as he felt the lube already in place. He withdrew his finger, and Ricky now felt the head of a cock nudging his hole. He relaxed and the cock slipped right into him. All that preparation with the butt plug certainly made it easier to take cock. He moaned in pleasure as the rigid dick slid up into him. After a minute or so of stroking in and out of him, the owner of the dick spoke. “Sweet hole,” the deep voice sounded above him as the cock slid easily in and out of his ass. “Hey, new boy, right, Dave?” “New boy, sweet pretty ass, and he’s a great fuck, too. Nice and tight.” “Well, don’t hog him. Give someone else a turn.” The cock slid out. Almost at once, another cock began to enter him. This one was shorter but wider, and not nearly as comfortable a fit. This guy was also rougher. After he’d stroked in and out about a dozen times, he got interrupted. “Okay, Greg,” another voice chimed in, “keep the line moving. You know the house rules.” Greg pulled out and Ricky gave a small moan of relief and appreciation as another cock, longer but less blunt, entered his body. This man began fucking him more determinedly, like a man bent on breeding ass – which he was. Greg growled in protest. “You pushed me out just so you could be the first to breed the new boy?” “House rules, Greg. You know I get first breeding rights on every newbie if I want to.” This guy began using his full length on Ricky right away. He was pumping it all the way in, and then pulling right out until his head began to pop out of Ricky’s ass. And then, just when it seemed he was going to fall clear out, he pushed back in again. He loved feeling the new boy hole stroking his head every time he pulled almost all the way out. He kept fucking Ricky nonstop for a couple of minutes in appreciative silence. Then he leaned down, still pumping firmly into Ricky’s hole, and purred, “What’s your name, boy?” “My name’s Ricky.” “Good boy. You know I’m going to give you my load in that cute round ass. You want my daddy load, don’t you, boy?” “Yes, oof!” This as the man gave an extra-firm thrust. “Yes what, boy?” “Yes, daddy. I want your cum.” “Good boy,” the man said again. His fucking accelerated and Ricky’s moaning grew louder. The top was pumping his hole harder and harder, bouncing off Ricky’s ass cushions on each thrust with a loud smack. Then the man drove it hard into his ass, holding his cock deep inside as it twitched and shot several pulses of sperm into Ricky’s ass. As his breathing calmed down, the man bent down and whispered, “There you go, boy. You’ve been initiated now.” “Thank you, daddy.” The man’s cock slid out of his hole. Almost at once, another cock slid in. A different voice sighed with satisfaction. “Mmm, I love sloppy seconds.” Ricky grinned, remembering Mitch’s lessons. Next to him, Dylan emitted a loud grunt of pain as an impatient top rammed his cock in hard, too hard, all the way to the bottom. Ricky was getting a smoother ride by comparison, all the men treating the new kid’s butt a little more gently. The man now sliding slowly in and out of Ricky’s ass leaned down to speak to him, in a pleasant voice. “You were a good boy, taking Matt’s load like that. Did you enjoy it?” Ricky nodded. The man went on, “You have a really sweet ass, Ricky. I’ll see you again in a while, after you’ve got a couple more loads in there. Then it will really feel great for me.” He pulled out and was soon replaced by another. Ricky was actually sorry. He’d liked the sound of the man’s voice. The man who was in him now was pumping quickly, already winding up to an orgasm. Along the table, Ricky could hear the grunts and groans of several daddies driving themselves to the finish line, and the moans of the boys taking those daddies’ cocks inside their holes. The man in his ass started panting and grunting. Ricky began working on his dick, squeezing and chewing on it with his ass muscles as the man built up to an explosion. “Aw, fuck!” the daddy yelled, as he jammed it right in and started firing his seed into Ricky’s ass. Just as he started shooting, the big muscular guy fucking Dylan was also cumming, filling the redhead’s boy butt with his sperm. After that, there was a break in the action. Dylan straightened up, patted Ricky on the ass, and said, “Let’s go get something to eat.” Ricky stood up and walked with Dylan, through another door and into a large sunroom which faced a patio. As they went, he clenched his muscles to hold his ass shut so all the cum wouldn’t leak out and go to waste. He was loving the feeling of walking around like this, ass hanging out in the cool air but warm inside from being filled with man cream. Out on the patio, they could see that there were more men, in and around a pool and hot tub. The boys stopped at a bar in the sunroom, got some drinks, and went by a snack table where they picked up a few nibbles. “Let’s see what’s happening out there,” Dylan said, leading the way to the doors. Out on the patio, there were several naked older men standing around with cocks at the ready. Six guys, three older and three younger, were sitting in pairs in the oversize hot tub fondling and stroking each other towards the point of no return. Right by the hot tub steps was a small sign, positioned on a short post so Ricky had to bend right over to read it. THE ONLY WRITTEN RULE: NO CUMMING IN POOL OR HOT TUB. As he read it, he felt a hand stroking his ass and then another cock entered him. Dylan chuckled beside him. “Now you know – aaah…” as a cock entered his butt too, “…why the sign is so low to the ground.” Ricky chuckled too as they grabbed onto a low stone wall next to the sign to steady themselves while the two older men pumped into them. But then the daddy grasped Ricky’s shoulders and pulled him up. “Come with me, boy.” His cock slipped out as he grasped Ricky’s hand, leading him over to one of the big lounge chairs poolside. The daddy, a white-haired guy who still had a decent body sat back on the lounger and said, “Hop on and ride for a bit.” Ricky straddled him and sat down on his cock, taking that big slab of meat into his body. The daddy then drew him down so they could kiss each other while he rode up and down. This guy’s cock was hitting him in just the right way, and he felt his own cock getting harder as he pumped up and down on the daddy’s tool. “You like my cock in your ass, don’t you, boy?” “Oh, yes. Give me all of that daddy dick.” This guy chuckled, and said, “Time to set your boy cock free too. Stand up and take off that strap.” Ricky obediently stood up and removed his seatless briefs, then sat back down and began riding again. His cock, now set free, bounced up and down and drooled juice as he fucked himself. The daddy under him reached up and began twisting his nips as they made out. Ricky was getting harder now, his cock jerking rather than swaying as his excitement built. This older daddy’s cock was really hitting his spot and driving him crazy. From the sounds of the daddy’s groans, he was finding this fuck just as stimulating. A loud cry of “Oh, fuck!” drew his attention to the next lounger in the line. There was Dylan, lying on his back with his legs pulled up while a muscle man fucked him missionary, a dark-haired, tanned guy with a hairy chest and what looked like ten inches of meat. He was plowing deep and hard into Dylan’s ass, and Dylan was plainly feeling the impact of it, moaning “More, more,” as the big cock savaged his hole. Seeing that epic fuck happening right beside him pulled Ricky’s trigger, and he moaned. “You’re going to fuck the cum out of me!” The white-haired daddy threw his head back with a cry, and suddenly thrust hard into Ricky’s ass, forcing Ricky up into the air as he exploded inside the cute boy’s butt. As soon as he started shooting, Ricky’s face screwed up and his cock jumped up and down, firing a fountain of boy spooge into the air and showering it down over the older man’s face and chest. When he finished cumming, the older man kissed him and said, “Turn around. I want to eat my load out of you.” Obediently, Ricky turned around and sat down on the daddy’s face. Then he saw the dripping-wet cock right in front of him and instinctively, automatically bent down to lick and suck it clean. He slurped and teased all the juices off the head and then pushed on down the shaft, loving the way the daddy moaned in appreciation and redoubled his efforts on Ricky’s ass. Finally, the daddy slapped his ass gently in a clear signal that he was done. Ricky stood up and the white-haired gent stood too, embracing and kissing him. “That was incredible, boy. You did a great job cleaning up after yourself, just the way a good bottom should do it. How many loads of spooge were you carrying around inside you?” “I think it was three, daddy, including yours – maybe four.” “Fuck, it just wouldn’t stop coming out. I figured I’d better leave some for the next guy.” He slapped Ricky’s ass again and walked away. Ricky’s attention was drawn again to the dark muscle daddy who was still hammering away on Dylan’s ass. Dylan was moaning and crying, as much in pain as in ecstasy, Ricky thought, but the top paid no attention. Finally, the stud felt his sperm rising and speeded up, pounding a load at full speed into Dylan’s tortured hole. When he finished, he yanked his cock abruptly out (wrenching one more yell of pain from Dylan), got up, and walked away without a word. Ricky made a mental note to himself: Body 10, manners 0. Avoid at all costs. Dylan lay there, whimpering, exhausted, looking up at Ricky, almost as if he were begging for something. None of the other daddies were nearby. Ricky sat down next to him and stroked his face. “What’s up, Dylan?” “That guy just ripped me -- really badly. I’m done for the day. But I just wondered….” “Yes?” “Well, I haven’t cum yet, and my balls are fucking aching with it. Can you ride me and pull my load up and out for me?” “You don’t have to ask twice.” Ricky spat in his hand, smeared it over his hole, and sat down on Dylan’s cock, rigid and red with blood. Dylan at once began moaning happily as Ricky worked his hole up and down, much looser now after all the cocks that had fucked him. Dylan was recovering his earlier breezy manner, and Ricky was all for it when Dylan asked if they could roll over so he could be on top for breeding Ricky’s hole. In no time, they’d settled into the new position, Dylan rising and falling in Ricky’s hole as Ricky stroked his body and grasped his ass cheeks, pulling Dylan deeper into him. His magic hole was making Dylan feel so good that there was no way for Dylan to hold out much longer. He began to drive harder, and Ricky welcomed him with moans and cries of “Fuck, yeah, fill me up.” And then it happened. Dylan slammed down into Ricky’s ass and exploded, driving shot after shot after shot of sperm deep into the younger boy’s ass. Eventually, they rolled apart, to a round of ironic applause from several of the older guys who’d been watching. But then, Ricky heard one of the audience mutter, “Oh-oh,” and there was Steven, standing over them, his cock bulging in his tight speedo, and doing his not-very-convincing best to look stern. “I’d like to speak to you two, please. Over here.” He led them towards a small gazebo where no one else was sitting. Steven sat down in the one chair, and looked at the boys as they stood uncomfortably in front of him. Ricky was suddenly acutely aware that he was completely naked, dripping with sweat, and reeking of sex. “Ricky, it’s okay for you, you’re new here and don’t know the house rules. But Dylan, you’ve certainly cum here often enough to know that the boys are to have sex only with the daddies. If the daddies want to get it on with each other, that’s one thing, but the boys aren’t allowed to do it.” “I know, Steven, but it was because of Dario. He was fucking me so damn hard, and even when I started crying from the pain he just kept right on going until he bred me. After that, I found I was bleeding, so I knew I was done for the day – but I still had an epic case of blue balls, and I asked Ricky to help me out because I just felt like he was a good guy.” “Let me see it, Dylan.” Dylan turned slowly around, and winced slightly as Steven spread his cheeks and gently rubbed a finger over his hole. “Yes, he messed you up pretty badly. If you talk to Kevin in the change room, he’s got some ointment ready to use on that. It’ll help to stop the bleeding and ease the pain before you head home. And Ricky, now that you know the rules, I’m sure I can trust you to keep them from now on.” Ricky nodded, and they answered in unison, “Thank you, Steven.” With that, their host got up and left. Dylan kissed Ricky goodbye and said, “Thanks for helping me out there, bro. You really are a good guy. See you again soon.” Once he’d left, Ricky wandered back along the pool. He found where he’d tossed his minimal underwear when the white-haired daddy was fucking him. He picked the seatless briefs up, pondered putting them back on, and finally decided to do it since it was the best way not to lose sight of the things. Next time, he thought, I’ll just go regimental and that’ll be one less thing to worry about. He took several steps towards the door to the house when he was stopped by a voice. A pleasant voice. A kind voice. It was the daddy who’d said he would find Ricky again after he’d collected a few loads. Ricky turned around. This guy was tall, standing five inches above his head, but otherwise fairly non-descript. He was the kind of person who would usually not be noticed wherever he went, neither dressing nor acting in any way to draw attention. That voice, though, was unforgettable. It was gentle, almost musical, and Ricky was immediately captivated by it. The man went on. “I hope you’ve got several good loads inside you now, Ricky. I watched you and Dylan getting it on, and it was really hot – so hot I almost lost it and jacked out my load. But I stopped myself in time. I’ve been saving it up all day to breed you, if you want me.” Ricky was even more intrigued. This was the only daddy, all day, who’d asked before taking. Truth be told, there’d been precious few people in his life, other than his own dad, who’d treated him with so much respect. In Ricky’s case, respect from an elder was like an intoxicating drug. “Of course.” He took the daddy’s hand, led him back to a lounge, and said, “How do you want to take me?” “On your face, flat on the lounger -- to start with.” Ricky lay down on his face, spreading his legs and pulling his cheeks apart. “I’m all ready for you, daddy. Lots of sperm in there to make you feel good.” The man breathed a sigh of satisfaction as he straddled Ricky’s prone body, inserting his cock into the hole and sliding forward until it was all the way in. Then he laid down flat on Ricky’s back and humped him slowly and gently, sliding his cock in and out as he murmured into Ricky’s ear. “That’s my good boy, getting his hole all nice and wet and loose for me. It feels so wonderful, all that man cream inside you, smoothing my way. It’s the best ass I’ve seen all day, and you’ve made it so wonderful, so ready for me.” “I want you to feel good inside me.” “And I want you to feel good when I am inside you.” “I do, daddy. You feel fantastic inside my butt.” The two of them continued moaning and sighing quietly as he gently fucked the boy’s ass, stirring his cock around inside that wet, sloppy hole. Ricky loved the feeling of a man’s body lying right on top of him, skin to skin from the shoulders to the hips, and feet intertwined at the foot of the lounger as this daddy kept gently humping his boy hole. After a while, the daddy pulled out, and quietly said, “Roll over. I want to see your face as I’m fucking you and seeding you.” Ricky rolled onto his back and lifted his legs. His older partner pushed his legs all the way back to his shoulders, then slipped back into his channel and resumed his pumping motions. The whole fuck so far was slow, gentle, hypnotic, and Ricky was duly hypnotized. For the first time all day, he felt like a man being fucked by another man, not like a slab of meat on a butcher’s cutting board. This guy, with his gentle, soothing voice and easy-going fucking manner, was giving him a sense of how two men could make love together. He’d gotten a taste, a hint of it before, with Mitch, but now this was the thing itself, and it just kept getting better and better for him. And for his daddy, too, as the older man sighed in contentment and then leaned down to begin kissing him, locking their mouths together first, and then dropping still lower to kiss and nibble at Ricky’s ear and neck while he kept pumping in and out of the boy’s ass cunt. Finally, his fucking motions began to get faster, and Ricky knew that this man was almost ready to give him the best load of the entire day. He wrapped his arms and legs around his partner, stroking his back and clutching him firmly into an embrace as the hips rose and fell faster and with more force. The slapping sounds on his hips came first, then the loud moans torn from the older guy’s throat.. And Ricky knew. “Cum inside me, daddy. I want your load. Give me all of it. Fuck me hard!” The man was now pounding full speed, and Ricky was hanging on for dear life – almost literally, as this much taller man was lifting up so much that Ricky was actually hanging in the air by his arms and legs clutching the man’s body. A guttural cry of “Fucking cumming… in your ass!” ripped the air. The top slammed down hard into Ricky, pulsing out his sperm, and then giving a series of short little rabbit-punch thrusts to try to force it as far inside the boy’s hole as he could. And Ricky came too. Finally, they came down from their high, and enjoyed a last series of kisses before the man pulled slowly out of Ricky’s ass. “Be right back,” he said, and sauntered over to a table where there were some blank cards and pens. He scribbled on a card, and came back, handing it to Ricky. “Here’s my name and number. I’d love to see you again. Now, if you want to see me, go over to that table and write down your name and number for me.” Ricky immediately stood up and walked to the table. He was vaguely conscious of a tidal wave of sperm oozing out of him, but this was more important. Name and number written, he glanced at the card the man gave him. ALAN BRYORS 555-555-6969 The name meant nothing to him. He walked back and handed his card over. “Here’s mine, Alan.” “Thank you, Ricky. You’re such a lovely boy. I’ll be in touch soon.” He gave another kiss, stroking Ricky’s ass gently, and then walked away. In another minute or so, Ricky headed off too, wondering if he should try to find Terry, or just go home on his own. On the way, he got a couple of back pats and butt slaps from guys who’d been watching him taking those loads out by the pool. He walked back through the table room, now empty, and through the first room he’d entered, now busy with naked men and boys coupling in various positions over diverse articles of furniture. Then he stepped into another room, and here he found himself watching a whole crew of older men being fucked by young studs – and he knew he was in the right place. Looking around, he finally spotted Terry, busily engaged in pounding the hole of a sixty-something heavyset man, a classic bear with furry belly and ass. He watched for a minute, and waved away one offer from an older man who was prepared to settle for his six and a half inches in lieu of some of the much bigger dicks that were otherwise occupied. Terry’s motions were getting more irregular, and it was plain that he was about to breed ass. Ricky kept watching as Terry slammed in, harder and harder, then yelled aloud and let his load fly, pulling out to squirt across the man’s back, and then shoving it back in to finish cumming inside. After he’d calmed down and detached from the bear’s furry bottom, Terry turned and saw Ricky watching with a salacious grin. He sauntered over. “Like that?” “Good work, Terry.” “You ready to call it a day?” “Yeah.” “Okay, let’s get upstairs, shower and dress, and I’ll book an Uber.” They sauntered up the ramp and into the change room, just in time to see Dylan putting on his shirt and pulling up his jeans. He came over to Ricky and hugged him. “Let’s swap digits. I’d like to keep in touch.” “Sure. Here’s mine.” He typed his number into Dylan’s phone, and Dylan sent him a text. So that gave him two new contacts, not a bad day’s work. Dylan kissed him and left, and Terry asked, “What’s that paper you’re clutching in your fist?” Ricky showed him. Terry’s reaction was beyond dramatic, almost volcanic. “WHAT???!!! You actually got ALAN BRYORS to give you his phone number? How the fuck did you do that? There’s guys here who’ve been angling for his number for years, and no luck!” “Well, Terry, that’s how. A fuck. He told me when I first got on the table that he’d find me again later because he always enjoys sloppy seconds.” “So I’ve heard.” “Well, then he found me again, he fucked me and bred me, and then asked me to swap numbers – and told me he’d call soon.” “Incredible. Look, I think we need to go have a talk. Come to my place for a bit before heading back to the hostel?” “Okay.” They finished pulling together their things, Terry tipped Kevin generously – “for both of us” – and down to the entrance they went. Steven was there, saying goodbye to guests that were leaving. He embraced Terry and kissed him. “Thanks, Terry, for bringing your new friend with you.” “Another wonderful hot day, Steven – thank you!” Then Steven turned to Ricky. A kiss, a hug, and a not too discreet grope of his round ass, as Ricky in turn patted Steven’s speedo-covered butt. “I hope you had a good day, Ricky. I’d love to spend some more time with you at the next party.” “Thank you, Steven. It was great!” And out they went, hopping right into the Uber which had arrived at the precise moment. Terry explained to the driver that they were only going to the one address, but he would pay the whole shot of the two-point trip as originally booked. The two of them sat quietly in the back seat as the car struggled through the modified rush hour of Saturday late afternoon, slightly less insane than late afternoon on the weekdays. It was very obvious that this driver, unlike the one who’d brought them out to the party, was not gay and didn’t have a clue of where they’d been or what had probably happened while they were there. Just another ride. Getting out at Terry’s apartment building, they headed up in the elevator to the fifth floor and into his living room. Ricky sat down, while Terry went and got a couple of beers from the kitchen. They toasted and drank, and then Terry said, “Okay, any questions about today? Fire away.” “Steven: I didn’t see him fucking around anywhere. What does he like?” “Oh, he’s completely versatile. But he never joins the action. He figures he has to be free to troubleshoot any time, so he can’t be trying to breed or get bred if trouble begins.” “Makes sense.” “But I bet you met his partner, Matt.” The light went on in Ricky’s mind. “The one who said he had first rights to breed any new ass?” “That’s him. Most of us can’t imagine what Steven sees in him. He’s a jerk like that with everyone, and too obviously on the make. But hey, love can make anyone look both blind and stupid.” “Okay, Terry. Next question: what do you know about a hunk named Dario?” “Enough to know that you need to avoid him. That guy’s fucking dangerous, most of all because he doesn’t care what anyone else wants or feels as long as he gets what he wants. There’s guys who’ve never come to another party after he worked them over.” “I believe that. He was piledriving Dylan when I was close by, and he ripped Dylan’s hole pretty bad, which is why Dylan was leaving even before us.” “Guy’s a complete jerk. Several of us have talked to Steven about him before. Does Steven know?” “Yes.” Ricky omitted the embarrassing details about Steven calling him and Dylan on the carpet for playing with each other. “Good. Maybe this time he’ll put Dario on the no-go list. And you had better put him on your own personal no-go list.” Ricky replied smugly. “I already did. Rated him as ‘Looks 10, manners 0’.” “Smart man.” Ricky smiled broadly. It was the first time Terry had referred to him as a man rather than as “boy” or “kid”. “Last question, Terry. Why did you go right off the deep end when I showed you that I got the phone number from Alan?” Terry considered for a moment and then launched into a lengthy explanation. “Okay, Ricky, here’s the deal with Alan Bryors. You probably haven’t heard the name, because he’s one of the wealthiest multi-millionaires in the gay community, but he keeps a very low profile in the community and in the outside world. Part of that is just his natural ability to blend into the background wherever he goes. He simply doesn’t do anything to draw attention to himself at all. A lot of his wealth has come from shrewd investing in everything from real estate and bitcoin to new business ventures to stocks and bonds, so he’s usually some kind of silent partner. That means he's not as well-known as an entrepreneur or high executive or anything like that. But he’s wealthy, in spades. Filthy stinking rich. And he’s generous. “What I’ve heard on the grapevine: if you’re his boy, he’ll practically give you the moon and the stars – deluxe clothes, lavish meals, luxury trips, random cash gifts. It’s no skin off his teeth and it makes him feel good to share what he has. “Then there’s his sexual taste – he prefers to fuck, but loves sloppy seconds, as you’ve already found out. One guy I know was with him a couple of years back, and he actually encouraged this dude to go out and get fucked and bred so that he’d have a nice, wet hole waiting when the master of the house came home at the end of the day. He also told me that Bryors sometimes brings home one or two more boys because he likes group scenes with several of his young friends. “The downside – because everyone has a downside, absolutely everyone, even a sweet innocent young thing like you. Bryors has one great weakness, and it’s that he can never resist the latest sweet young thing when that newcomer crosses his path. This is plainly why he zeroed in on you this afternoon. You were the only newbie on that table. He had a great time with you today, and he wants more, and that’s your ace in the hole, but you need to know that it will only last for so long, because there’s never a shortage of sweet young newbies in this town. “So, be aware. If he wants you to move in with him, and you decide to do it, go prepared. Know that you’re going to live it up as much as you want for a year or two, but then it’ll be over when the next young cutie appears. So play carefully. Be cagey with money. Squirrel away any cash gifts into a savings fund, and you’ll come out of it a lot better off than you went in. And don’t throw a tantrum when you realize that he’s ready for you to leave. That’s for sore losers, but by going in with eyes wide open and an exit plan prepared, you won’t be the loser.” Ricky pondered all that for a minute, and then asked. “So, you think I should go if he asks?” “Ricky, that’s for you to decide. I can’t advise you because only you know if you think you can take it as it comes. But I will say this. With your financial situation being where it is – shitty – I’d certainly be thinking about it very carefully.” So Ricky thought about it. He did a lot of thinking, weighing the up and down sides, remembering the feeling of almost comfort that he’d experienced when Alan had been fucking him, looking long and hard at how he might feel in another year or two, realizing he was still too young to be in the running for any really good jobs. And by the next Friday, when his phone rang, and the display showed the name “A BRYORS” he knew what his answer would be.

That's a tough one. Illegal.. well, public sex is illegal. Drug use is illegal. So technically, I think a lot of us have done those. Immoral is a very... subjective idea. And a lot of things that would be considered 'immoral' are probably more like 'illegal'. Though I have sabotaged a few condoms my tops then wore. I've jerked off with family - some would call that immoral. I've written a few stories that explore some... [banned word] themes. Hell, if I counted every married man who's used my mouth or ass, I've committed more immorality than the Old Testament. And who gets to decide what counts as fucked up? I would count letting a couple homeless guys fuck me in a crack house as 'fucked up'. Or making a straight buddy's car payment in exchange for a raw fuck (though I guess that's technically prostitution, so again.. illegal/immoral?) Is it fucked up to jack off all over my boss's desk at work just because I hated her fucking guts? The problem with vague questions is the terms need clear definitions - or at least ones both parties can agree upon.

I needed money. After finishing high school, I tried to hold down a couple normal jobs, at fast food places and the like. It just wasn't for me though. I can't stand routine. So I looked into alternative ways to make money. Online searches pointed me in one clear direction; I should make an Onlyfans. I always had guys staring at me. I literally could not go to the mall alone without guys clearly staring at my chest, ass, and god forbid I sit down in a skirt. I knew there were tons of creeps who liked me, so why not make a quick buck off of them? I started innocent enough, only showing clothed pictures. They were mostly skin tight things, and soon I put up a few shots of bikinis. Guys were clambering to buy my pics, and soon they were messaging me too. I'd get things like 'FUCK you're sexy' or 'Jesus I want to pound you', and the most common 'How much can I pay to see that pussy?' I had told myself I wasn't going to post any nudes, as I didn't want my face to get out there, but some of these guys were offering $100 for each pic, and I was lucky to get five bucks off the bikini pics. I tried to tell them no, and instead go further into kinky texting with them, but that just made them want it further. I now had a couple dozen guys promising me cash for nudes. Eventually I decided 'fuck it, my family isn't going to see me anyway.' and I took put up some nudes. Within days, I had made thousands. More money than I'd had in my whole life. This was the beginning of an addiction. Over the next several months, I got good. I knew exactly what to say to make a guy cum. I had practice with all my guys fetishes, and I was starting to develop some of my own. Even when I was away from home I kept my phone on me. I'd be riding on the bus while 8 guys were texting me what they wanted to do to my body. I had gotten so used to it, I don't think I could have lived without it. I needed these guys constant affirmation, and also their denigration. Past that, I also needed their money. I had gotten used to being able to buy whatever I wanted, and I sure as shit wasn't going back to the life of a poor young woman. My life started to change after a single event in a lingerie store. I had started to frequent this place to find more outfits for my fans. As I was browsing, I noticed this guy had entered, and was staring straight at me. I kept browsing, pretending not to notice. It was extremely creepy, but I also like the attention. Have I mentioned how I need guys constantly fawning over me? A few seconds later I look back, and he's still staring. Good, let him stare. I decide to bend over to view something on a lower shelf, which not-so-subtly lifted up the back of my skirt. I turn my head slightly to see if he's watching, and he is... coming over. He is literally walking over to me. I stand up straight. I was used to guys staring at me, and they'd often cat call me, but an actual conversation? I had spent so long texting, I didn't even know if I could hold a conversation in real life. Even in the occasional videos I made, they were always one way, where I'd talk to the camera. I tried to go back to browsing, hoping he'd walk past; but no luck. He walked straight up to me. "It's me, Dan, we chat all the time online.' I recognized him now. Not from his face, I have no idea what his face looks like as he only ever sent dick pics, but I only texted a few guys named Dan, and only one was a ginger. I hadn't ever seen an actual fan in real life. I have dozens of hardcore big spenders; even with that, the country is big, what are the chances any of them would live near me? "Oh, Dan, nice to see you." "Hey, you know this place has a back, right? How about you and I go over and do all those things we always talk about?" Dan asked. This was a definite no for me. My big secret was that I hadn't actually done anything with a guy, ever. I had gotten kind of good at pretending to give blow jobs, as I often had to suck a dildo in videos for guys, but I hadn't actually ever done that before. Also, Dan was a little crusty, and old. I tried to let him down easy. "No Thanks, I tend to get the most enjoyment from sexting." Dan was indefatigable. He said "Oh I know what you mean. I never cum from in person encounters." "Never?" I asked, skeptically. "A guy like you must get a ton of girls," (this was a lie) "and I'm sure you cum for some of them." "Nope" Dan replied. "I bet even you couldn't make me cum in real life." I tried to get him to back down by stepping forward so my lips were only an inch away from his face, then grabbing his crotch area. I could feel his raging boner. "Nope, not even you." Dan said. This fucking liar. "fine, lets go." I yanked him by his collar in the direction of the backrooms. I had never been, and I was surprised at how incredibly disgusting it was. Everything looked oily, like it was covered in an almost imperceptibly thin layer of bodily fluid. Unfortunately for me, I fucking loved being near other peoples bodily fluids. I pulled Dan into a room, shut the door, and immediately pulled down his pants. I was normally the sub in these fantasies, but this guy had pissed me off AND made me horny. I needed this cum. I pulled a bottle of lube out of my purse, worked it through my hands, and started going to town. I was trying to do get him to cum with the least amount of effort, as I didn't want to lose my BJ virginity, or worse, on something like this. Dan said "oh yeah, that feels good. But I'm going to need more than that." he started to reach for my skirt, but no, he didn't deserve that yet. I grabbed his hand and put it on my tit instead, then started passionately kissing his face. He smelt as bad as he looked, but I needed this man to cum. His breathing started getting louder and louder for a bit, but then it started coming down again. Fuck, I was losing him. I decided I had no choice now. I knelt down on the ground, grasped his prick with both hands (guys like it when it seems like you're struggling with the size of their member) and I started sucking. It was slow at first, only managing to get the head into my mouth, but as I got used to the taste I started pushing it further down my throat. After a few minutes, I had worked the whole thing in and I was starting to make the motions; up and down, while sucking and using my tongue liberally. Dan put one hand on the back of my head, holding me down. I could barely breathe, but I was so turned on by his dominance finally coming out. With my head so low though, I was at an odd angle to keep kneeling, so I had to stand my feet up and lean over to get a better angle. When I did so, Dan's other hand came in, grabbed me by a leg, and pulled my ass to him. He then reached his hand under my skirt and started feeling around my panties. "Fuck your wet." Dan said. 'Fuck me' I thought he's found my secret. "If you don't make me cum with your lips, you know what we'll have to use next?" He said, as he slid on finger under my panties. Fuck. I did not want to lose my virginity here. I started sucking faster, giving all my tongue and my hands into this blowjob. Dan stuck his second finger under my panties and started fingering my pussy. I let out a loud moan as he did. Without meaning, his prick somehow slipped even further into my throat so I was full-on deepthroating him. I couldn't even breath as he is rapidly sliding his fingers in and out of my pussy while his other hand is still slamming me down on his cock. Finally, I feel him expand. I know what that means. I let out a moan of ecstasy as he explodes in my mouth. I relish ever drop of that delicious, salty victory. "God damn. That was so fucking hot." Dan said, sliding back in his seat. He looked dead from the experience. I stand up, satisfied in myself, though also extremely horny. I can satisfy myself though, as normal. I move to leave, and I notice Dan's bag by the door. It was positioned on the only other chair, and oddly, his phone seemed to be popping out of the top. I look behind me; Dan literally looks like he passed out. I decide to take a peak and I pull out his phone. As I turn it around, I realize the camera is on. This mother fucker was recording the whole thing. What the fuck?!? Well fuck him if he thinks he can record me for his own profit. I quickly send the video to me, then delete it from his phone and leave. On the ride home, I find a spot in the back of the bus and watch the video. It is so fucking hot. I could barely keep from masturbating right there on the bus. Somehow, I make it home and do my business. Afterwards, I get to thinking though, this is high quality content. People routinely paid for videos where I was only masturbating, but where I actually gave a BJ? This could be worth a shit ton. I told some of my regulars the whole story and asked what the video was worth. From their replies, I gathered that it was worth a freaking lot. I set the price at $1,000, and within an hour I had a cool extra $30k in my bank. Just to be clear, that is $30,000. Like, I've earned more than that overall, but it normally took at least a few weeks to get that much. In one night? It was insanity. And more than that, one topic kept coming back from my regulars. They loved the blow job, but they really loved the whole idea of it. This guy, fighting not to cum, and if he can actually manage, he gets further with me? Even if I don't want them to get further/ It was hot. Guys loved it. Guys were willing to pay more for it. That started my next big plan. I gave my city (which I won't give here) and I told guys to send a pic and sign up if they wanted to take a chance. It wasn't prostitution, because I wasn't charging them; I was going to make money off the video sales. Obviously, many, many guys signed up. A lot of them sent pics, and most of these guys actually looked like of hot. Like they were fit, toned, and they probably thought that was what I was looking for. Unfortunately for them, I figured that good looking guys are probably also more experienced and therefore, can last much longer. I was afraid if they lasted too long, I might have to do something I didn't want to do. Something risky. So I was looking for the least attractive. The ones that were crusty and maybe old too. It helped that I had a huge fetish for nasty men. After looking through the pics of the uglier ones, I decided on this one guy. He was black, a little older, and he looked extremely thin. Like you could see way too many of his bones. He also seemed to have a few of these weird little black marks on his body. He would do nicely. I sent him a message, and we settled on a date and decided to do it in this dank motel nearby. I realized this could be putting myself in a bad situation though, as it is even less public than the lingerie store; if he tried to force me to do things, I didn't think I could stop him. I figured out how to get around this though; instead of making the video, then selling it later, I would make it a live stream. That way, if he tried to assault me against my will, my fans could call someone to help. The day of the event was only a few days later. I got there early, to set up. I opened my live stream to look at ticket sales. I had a good 30 people watching, each for $1,000 each! God I love money. I felt kind of bad though, as I was probably going to make this guy cum in 30 seconds. It wouldn't be nearly as good as the last one. I didn't have long to ponder this, as the guy finally showed up. I asked his name, but he said I should just call him 'Tim', and he made it seem like that wasn't his real name. He had this thick accent, so I assumed he was from somewhere in Africa. I asked "Okay, Tim, would you like get down to business?" Tim said "First, you sure you can make me cum?" "You like girls?" I reply "Yes." "Then Yes, I can make you cum." I said. "And that will be quickly, yes? Before we get to the sex? I do not want to put my babies in you." This was an odd line of questioning, but I answered "Don't worry, while I'm not on birth control, I assure you it won't get that far." I had brought condoms anyway, just in case it did of course. "Oh good, but birth control wouldn't protect me from all my babies anyway." I tilted my head at him, confused. He leaned forward to clarify: "You see, I have AIDS." I stood up abruptly. I was trying to think of a reply, of a way to get out of this, but I couldn't think quickly enough. He just looked at me and said "You said you would make me cum. You promised, even. Since you can't get my disease from a hand-job, why not try that? Surely there is no harm in it?" I looked at the laptop, behind which were dozens of guys who had paid to watch this, and to whom I would have to refund if I didn't go through with it. I decided fine, I would give him a hand job, as that was safe, then I'd be done with it. I motioned him to the bed. I was wearing a loose pink skirt with a tight pink top that accentuated by breasts. Tim took off his pants and underwear, then laid on the bed next to me. I got out a bit of lube and started stroking his dick. It was surprisingly large for such a thin man, and I started using two hands to get it all. After a few minutes of stroking, Tim reached over and started fondling my breasts. He was still outside the shirt, but when he tried to go in I swatted his hand away. He said "Come on, you want me to come faster or not?" which was sound logic, so I moved my hand back to his prick and he reached inside my shirt. Within seconds he was groping my tits. He had this way of moving his finger around my nipple that actually seemed, stimulating? I moaned a little. It was at that moment that I had a realization: I was incredibly horny. I thought it was fear before, and it was, but that fear had collected itself and somehow moved directly into my pussy which was SOPPING wet. I started getting more into the hand job, actually enjoying it now. "Come on, suck it." Tim said. But I didn't want to risk it. I didn't want to risk any of his toxic cum in my body, even my mouth. "No." I said "You can make due with this." "Well at least get closer, so you can use more strength." he said, as he pushed my body closer to his dick. As I was looking at it, I knew, I really, really, wanted to suck on it.. But I wasn't stupid, so I didn't. I did get close to it though, to better worship it's glory. As I did so, I inadvertently moved my pussy closer to his face. He saw the opportunity for what it was, and with one hand he grabbed my skirt and he used the other to reach in and move my panties to the side. Within about a second he had several fingers ramming into my pussy as I hunched over his dick. He was not being gentle about it either. It felt like he was cutting my insides, but that made me even hornierrrrrrr. Fuck it, it turns out I am stupid. I thought as I leaned forward and shoved his whole cock in my mouth. I will make this man cum if it is the last thing I do. He kept up the frantic pace with his fingers in my pussy as I kept my tongue and lips working up and down his massive shaft. He was moaning a little, but not as much as he should be. "Come on, why don't we take this further?" he asked. Was this guy crazy? No way was I taking it further. Technically this wasn't even fully safe. Vaginal would be suicide. I didn't reply, I just kept sucking, hoping he'd get there. Instead, he tightened one hand around my leg and used his other to start pulling my panties down my leg. I tried to close my legs, but it was far too late, I was too thin, and they came down easily. God damn it I thought. He better not try to stick it in. I was still on top of him though, so he couldn't easily do that from this position. I decided to keep my mouth on his prick for as long as it took, to make sure he didn't try putting it in other holes. As I was thinking that, he leaned forward and started pulling up my shirt, easing my arms through. When he tried to pull it over my head, it got stuck, as I was still trying to suck him off. I realized the problem though, and decided to stop for the second it took for him to get my shirt around my head. As I stopped sucking though, he pulled my shirt over my head, then grabbed my head and shoved his tongue into my mouth. I tried to fight, but he was strong and I was weak willed. I thought about yelling out the name of the motel we were at, so the viewers could send help, but fuck he was a good kisser. He moved one hand to massage my breasts, then he moved the other to start massaging my ass, before making it's way to my pussy again. By this point, we were sitting on the bed in a puddle of my making. He stops kissing me and moves his lips onto my neck, where he starts sucking. I go to do the same, but notice those black marks from before. He stopped sucking to say 'I hope you are not off put by my affliction. It is from my AIDS." He reminded me of it so casually, but I had already started viewing it differently. It was dangerous, but it was hot. I still tried to push him away, but he said "hey, hey now. You want me to cum? You know what really makes me cum?" I stop fighting and look at him. "Eating your flower." The way he said flower was 50% sweet, 50% creepy, and 200% hot. I figured that was safe, and apparently it would make him cum, so I accepted. I laid back and spread my legs. He moved his head between my legs and while making eye contact, started his tongue around my pussy lips. He was too good. Not good at hitting the right spots; he was an expert at not hitting the right spots. He spent several minutes circling around, refusing to enter or to touch my clit. I tried moving my body in a way so his tongue hit my G Spots, but he moved his tongue away, intentionally keeping me in suspense. "Please..." I begged "Oh, you see, now you know what it is to have Blue Balls." I finally realized he had done this on purpose. Brought me to the edge, so I couldn't think straight, but he refused to go over. He kept moving his head near my pussy, and I was following his mouth with my hips, trying to give him the right angle so he could dive his tongue back in, but he didn't. Instead, he slowly crawled up to meet my lips with his own. He kissed me and started stroking my hair. At this point i noticed two things: First, his mouth seemed to have blood in it. Was that from me? Second. his dick was now only inches away from my pussy. He said "You know, there is a way we can cure both our blue balls..." "I don't want AIDS. Or any babies. Please?" "Don't condoms protect against all babies?" I figured that was true. They aren't perfect protection, but also, FUCK. I NEED THAT DICK. I reached behind the bed and pulled out a condom. He unwrapped it and put it on, then slid inside of me. My GOD did it feel good. I had never felt anything besides a dildo and that had nothing on the real deal. I started moaning loudly. I was so ready to cum. After he was in, and I was moaning like a cat in heat, I expected him to pick up the pace and start railing me, but he didn't. He started extremely slow. At first, I thought this was a sweet thing, to make sure I was ready, but after a significant period of time, he still hadn't picked up pace. I started trying to pull him up and fuck me faster. I tried to move my body down to increase the friction, but he wouldn't budge; and he kept me still. He said "You want me to fuck you?" "Yes" I begged. "Well there is one other thing that would help." "Anything, as long as you keep the condom on." I replied. "Okay, well I have a fetish. I like to be in control. Complete control." He got off me, and I felt a void as his dick left my pussy. He reached down into his bag, and he brought out a couple pairs of handcuffs and a blindfold. "No." I said, flatly. "I'm not stupid." "Oh okay, well that is good for you. I'll just leave them here in case you change your mind." Tim said, as he placed them next to me on the bed. He then got on top of me again, and slowly started teasing his dick into my hole. I started moaning ravenously, edging him onwards. I needed him to enter me now. All of him. I started begging "please. please. fuck me." "Oh, you want me to fuck you, well first, lets try these." He picked up the blindfolds had placed beside me and he moved to place them over my head. I didn't stop him. I could always take them off if I needed. As soon as they were on, the world went dark, and he finally fully entered me. Oh god he entered me. I felt his dick hitting spots I didn't know I had. He started slow at first, but started getting a little faster. As he did, I started moaning harder and harder; I could feel myself building towards an orgasm. I couldn't see or hear anything outside of this orgasmic lust as he started hammering me. Then I hear a click and I feel something close around my wrists. I move to remove the blindfold, but whatever is holding my wrists is too strong and my hands are pulled to the side of the headboard. I realize too late they're his handcuffs, and my hands are firmly trapped on either side of me. I yell out the motel name, and ask someone to come get me. Tim says "I don't know if that was a good idea..." he then pokes his penis back inside me. "besides which, I don't think it will matter at this point." His penis feels AMAZING. Like, it had felt good before, but now I can feel it's heat, I can feel my skin vibrate with the friction as he comes in and out. I start moaning, but then I realize why; he wasn't wearing a condom. "Wait," I gasp, breathless from the pleasure. "Please... condom..." "No." Tim replied. "It's far too late for that. You're a slut forever now." Tim finally picked up his pace as he started hammering my pussy. I tried to close my legs, but it was of no use, I was too weak and far too wet. I started screaming in pleasure. I could feel an orgasm coming. He started choking me. He said "No bitch, you don't cum until I do." but that just drove me crazy. He went into overdrive, thrusting his bare cock into me. I begged one last time "Please don't give me AIDS!" but his breath was ragged now. Between grunts he said "Oh no bitch, I've got a crazy high viral load, and your insides are all torn up. You're a goner for sure." At that, my body went into a wild orgasm. I started screaming in pleasure. Tim went into overdrive, thrusting his bare cock into me. I felt it expand, then Time left out a huge moan as he exploded inside me. I felt squirt after squirt of his poisonous cum coating my insides. I couldn't say anything for at least another 30 seconds though, as I was waiting for my own orgasm to subside. Finally, Tim pulled out of me and crawled off. When he did, all I felt was the emptiness. Fuck, did I want him back already? As if on command, I felt him return. "Hey baby." He said, except, there was no accent now. I couldn't tell before because of the blindfold, but this wasn't Tim. I panicked and tried to get out again, but this time I heard Tim's voice to the side. He said "I told you, you shouldn't have told them the name of the motel. Now they will show up and expect a turn. You did not really think they cared about your safety, did you/" The new guy already had his prick out and slid it into me, bare. "Nah bitch, I told you over text, you're a cock sleeve. Now you finally learn your place." The new guy started fucking me like Tim, hard and fast. After only a few minutes, he came inside me. Within seconds, someone else had taken his place. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I was supposed to be safe? And now I had some 30 guys cumming in me in one night? I was almost certainly pregnant, with HIV, and some number of other STD's. Dear God, what have I done? At some point in the night I passed out. The next morning, I woke up and realized my hands were free. I pulled off the blindfold, but everyone had left. My laptop was still recording the live stream. I could see myself on the screen approaching it. I was covered in semen and blood. I closed the stream and considered what to do next. I wasn't sure how to feel. It was orgasmic, painful, terrifying, and somehow, I wanted it to happen again? I didn't know how to feel. I didn't get a chance either. Two days later, my mother called. One of my 'regulars' had sent my whole family the video. I hung up. I don't know what to think of that. A couple weeks later, I got the worst flu of my life. I then tested positive for HIV, and several other things. The night had probably ruined my life, but god was it fun, maybe even, freeing?

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Been sick the last week, so this took a bit longer than I wanted. Hope you enjoy. -- PART 8: Open for Business Putting a TV dinner into the microwave, I went around the apartment and started collecting the few things I would need for my night of debauchery. My ass pleasantly ached from the pounding Jackson had just given me, and with each step, I felt the three loads swirling around deep inside me. Walking over next to the island, I felt the butt plug in my ass moving around as bent over, the large knot pressing firmly against my hole. Butt plug: check. Reaching out, I grabbed the small silver bottle on the ground. Making sure the lid was on securely, I slid it into my pocket and stood back up, loving how the big plug slid around inside my hole, rubbing against my already abused prostate. Thanks to the earlier night’s event’s, I would likely have plenty of stretching and lubrication in my ass. Lube: check. Poppers: check. Walking back over to the other counter, I opened the small humidor and looked at the various cigars. I sat for a few moments, trying to decide on one before finally deciding on a rather large, medium brown one with the name Punch on the side. Recalling what Eric had done in the shop that day, I ran the stick under my nose and sniffed, my cock immediately swelling at the aroma. Happy with my choice, I grabbed my lighter and the cigar and put them in the opposite pocket. Cigar and lighter: check. Feeling my ass, I checked for my wallet, and as I did, the microwave let out several beeps, letting me know my food was ready. I quickly ate the hot meal, and after a quick once over, I grabbed my phone and keys and walked out of the door. Waiting for the elevator, I re-read the texts from Kyle earlier that evening. I felt my cock stir, thinking about all the random loads I was about to get up my formerly tight, nearly virginal hole, mixing in with the three already placed in my ass after the dark and twisted dirty talk with Jackson. In the back of my mind, I felt slightly scared at the risks I was taking, and the possibility of catching something, but then again, the talk of getting pozzed had definitely also made me cum hard earlier in the evening. And if confronted with the issue, I knew I could always just write a prescription of my own for PEP or PrEP. One of the few true luxuries of being a doctor. Looking at the wording and phrases Kyle used in the texts, I casually wondered if Kyle might be into guys getting knocked up, especially with his deviant talk of anonymous cock and special loads. And admittedly, the thought of getting high on poppers, lighting up a few cigarettes and smoking them also had their own special appeal while taking loads. Hopefully, I thought to myself, I can get with Kyle in the future and try that out. Suddenly, my phone dinged as the elevator doors finally opened, and a new message popped up from Kyle, directing me to several websites. Kyle: here, check these out. might help w the smoking and slut training Kyle: breeding.zone and smokinmen.com Curious, I stepped into the elevator and selected the ground floor before I tapped on the first link. Making a quick glance, I realized it was a barebacking site. A quick glance at some of the topics got my cock hard. Bug chasing being one to immediately jump off the page at me. I bookmarked the site, instantly knowing I would be checking it out again soon. Next, I went back to my messages and opened the second link and was instantly greeted with images of all different men of ages and types smoking. I felt my cock lurch as I zoomed in on several younger guys, cigarettes hanging slightly out of their mouths as they smoked. This must be what Kyle meant by dangling… and even quicker than before, I tapped the bookmark icon. Stepping off the elevator, I made a quick beeline to the front door, ignoring the front desk entirely and walking out into the crisp fall night, before walking into the bookstore next door. At first, I wanted to make a straight line to the gloryholes, but I knew I would need to make one last purchase. Walking around, I looked for a few minutes at some of the toys before seeing that I one thing I wanted to add to the mix before going down into the depths below. Grabbing the package, I walked up to the counter and made my quick purchase. Waving away the bag, I walked over to the counter for the video booths and looked at the blue haired twink. With a start, I reached for my wallet and started to pull out a $10 bill. “Um, Benny, right?” I asked, slightly nervous for some unknown reason. Without more than a glance, the kid let out a sigh. “It’s twenty-five.” “Oh… um….” I said, remembering that the previous night it was only $10, “Well, Kyle sent me and said to tell you he wanted me to have the friend discount.” “Uh… huh…” he said, still not looking up from his phone, “Everybody is ‘friends’ with Kyle, sweetie… so try again.” I was starting to get a bit annoyed at the guy’s attitude. Pulling out my phone, I searched through my messages before I landed on one of the messages Kyle had sent me. “He also said to tell you I’m…” I briefly hesitated before continuing, “Looking to be a cum dumpster tonight and that you would help me. Can you really do that or should I just go home?” Apparently, that got his attention. He stopped and looked up at me from the screen of his phone with a mildly shocked look on his face. “Shit, he really was telling the truth,” he said, letting the indifferent mask fall for a few brief moments before quickly putting it back up, “Fine. I guess I’m out $25 because of you and Kyle. Need to see your ID.” Confused, I grabbed it my wallet out and handed the card to him, guessing that they just need to make sure people entering are 18, perplexed however since Kyle had never asked for mine the day before. “God damn it, how does he always know?!” Benny muttered under his breath before handing me back the card. “Excuse me?” I asked, putting the wallet back in my pants. “I need to stop making stupid bets with him. Another fifty fucking dollars…” Benny groused, staring at the ceiling, “Never would have pegged a doctor type as a cum slut. But he sure did. He one of your patients or something?” “Uh… no…” I let out, quickly wanting to just leave at this point. “Fine, you’re in, and here’s the key to Booth 8,” he said, tossing a small bronze key to me, “Only one that is reserved here.” “Oh, cool,” I said, catching the key. “By the way,” he asked, as he buzzed me in, “Tell me the truth. You serious about what Kyle said? You truly taking loads from anyone tonight?” At first, I was going to shy away from the question before I caught myself. Shying away was the old me. New me was going to seize life by the balls and milk them dry. With a slightly cocky smile and nod, I looked Benny straight in the eyes. “Yeah,” I said, confidently, “Why, you wanting to add to the mix?” “Fucking nice, man,” he said, raising his eyebrows somewhat appreciatively, “After all the money you cost me tonight, you bet your ass I’m not leaving here without sampling your hole and leaving my mark in it.” With those final words, I walked down the stairs and into the dimly lit red hallway before, the sounds of grunting and smell of fresh sex increasing with each step. — I walked around for several minutes, looking at each door trying to find Booth 8, quickly thinking that maybe it had all been a joke by Benny and Kyle. In almost a cruel irony, none of the booths seemed to go in order. I was finally about to give up when I stumbled onto it, having at first dismissed it as a broom closet on my first pass of the hallways. Grabbing the key, I opened the door and found myself in a long, narrow booth. Tape covered the bill acceptor, and there was already gay porn playing on the screen. The door closed behind me and with a soft click, I heard the door lock as well. Something the other room had lacked. Looking around the room, it appeared to be well stocked and pretty clean. A bench appeared to be positioned between the two glory holes, both at what seemed to be the perfect height to either stand or if one wanted to, kneel on all fours on top of the bench. There was comfortable looking padding on the bench. There was even a nice sized ashtray, so apparently, this room had been set up for a long stay in mind. Reaching into my pockets, I started pulling out my different items. Cigar, lighter, poppers, and my newest purchase, a cock ring. I knew with all the smoking, fucking, and sucking I would be doing tonight, the temptation to play with myself and cum would be overwhelming. I didn’t want to lose the urge to get filled once my balls had completely drained, so, I decided the best course of action would be to keep myself from cumming until the best time. I stood in the room for a few moments, staring at the tv watching the bareback orgy scene on the tv. Quickly, I felt myself get hard and decided to fully undress. Unzipping my pants, I stepped out of them and then pulled my shirt off, folding them both and putting them in the corner. Next, my ass plug was going to need to come out. I took the bottle of poppers and opened them, taking several hits and savoring the warm, relaxing rush through my body and steady swell in my cock. Reaching behind me, I slowly pulled the plug, now firmly and comfortably lodged deep inside me, holding back the three loads Jackson had left up my ass. I tugged gently at first, feeling as the plug stubbornly stayed in place behind my ass lips. Slowly, I increased the pressure and finally pulled it out with a loud plop, suddenly leaving me feeling empty as a few drops of cum slowly make their way out and slide down my thigh, making me moan. My ass felt so very empty and gaped for a few moments at the sudden loss of the large plug. Feeling the inside of the leg, I fingered a few of the cum drops back up my ass, feeling the gaping, wrecked remains of my formerly tight hole slowly closed down on them. Now finally closed again, I pulled them back out and looked at the thick white glazing on them. Horny, I stuck them in my mouth, rubbing the loads into my tongue and savoring the taste of my ass and Jackson’s thick cum, as I had that morning with Kyle and Mateo’s loads. It was a smokier and creamier taste, and I wondered if the fact that Jackson was a cigar and pipe smoker accounted for a different taste in the cum. Looking down at the plug in my hand, I looked over it quickly, and after not seeing anything but cum, stuck it in my mouth, sucking more of the thick cum and ass juices off. It tasted amazing. Satisfied it was clean, I then turned my attention to the cock ring. It was a small rubber o-ring type device. Guessing it was much like the small tourniquets I used in trauma surgery for the ER, I stretched it out and surrounded my cock and balls, much like I would for a finger laceration. I released it and with a soft hiss out of my mouth, looked down at my now encircled cock and balls. I loved how the ring somehow made my dick and balls stick out further, making each vein more prominent and giving more feeling; sensitive but somehow also not. Giving myself several quick tugs, I was happy to find the ring did its job without cutting off circulation, but still giving a nice firm squeeze, and would likely do its job well. All that left was the cigar. Instead of rushing like I had before, I knew I wanted to take things slower. Grabbing it and my lighter, I took the cigar and again ran it under my nose, enjoying the scent once more before placing it in my jaw. I then greedily sucked on the end, wetting it. Flicking the light on, I slowly lit the end, puffing gently, getting a nice cherry on the end of the brown stogie, and after an especially nice deep inhale, I shut off the flame and let the smoke jet out of my nose. I was a little surprised at this point, as, after this light up, I didn’t cough at all, and instead just felt the mild burn in my chest as I ‘fed them.’ Encouraged by my sudden growth as a smoker, I looked at myself in the dim reflection of the now momentarily dark monitor and was almost dumbfounded by what I saw. With the cigar in my mouth, it's smoke drifting out of the side of my jaw, and my cock lewdly sticking out, veins bulging from the cock ring, I looked, well, fucking hot. Looking down at my phone, I got a slightly wicked idea, and after a few quick taps, I took a quick selfie and sent it to Kyle with the caption ‘see what you’re missing?’ With that sent, I sat down, and started watching the new scene on the monitor, which showed a young guy in the middle of a bareback orgy on all fours, a line of several rough looking guys all covered in different tattoos, talking to each other and kissing as they stroked their cocks, waiting for their turn. Puffing on the cigar, I slowly started stroking myself, waiting for someone to stick their cock through one of the holes. Thankfully, I didn’t have to wait long as a cock was shoved into the hole on my left. There in front of me was a large, cut black dick. Easily, it was at least 10 inches long, and thick as 3 of my fingers as well. My ass ached to be filled with it. Getting up, I grabbed it and started stroking it, slowly bringing my ass over to it. I thought at first about sucking on it but then decided to instead back up my ass and slowly lower myself down. Halfway down, my ass started to hurt a little, and so I took my cigar out of my mouth, grabbed the poppers and huffed deeply several times in each nostril, before sticking my cigar back in my mouth and with a deep inhale, forcing my ass down the rest of the way. The guy in the other booth immediately let out a string of curses in appreciation as I let out a smokey moan, feeling the big black cock throb inside me. We sat there for a few moments as I slowly smoked until the guy started to slowly move in and out of my ass, my stretched hole gripping the large member raping it. I sat in silence as I listened to the onslaught of words coming from the guy next door. “Fuck yeah, gonna rape your white boy pussy tonight. A nice wet hole like yours is great at making my dick feel good boy. H-oooooh fuck,” he said, pausing for a moment before moving again, “in you with no rubber too, so gonna be able to breed you nice and deep, mix my potent baby batter with these others. You want that slut?” I let out a loud moan as he continued. “Damn, didn’t think I would get grade A prime ass tonight. Gotta thank that bitch Benny for hookin’ me up. He’s got lots of fuckers lined up for your ass tonight.” Almost like clockwork, a cock was shoved in front of me after he said that, and with a quick inhale of my cigar, I took my smoke out of my mouth and dove face first onto the nicely shaped light brown cock in front of me. I began to suck as if my life depended on it, as the cock in my mouth slowly dripped precum on my tongue. I sucked harder, enjoying the taste as the black monster in my ass continued to rape me. “Gonna cum soon up your tight white cunt. Fill you with my special little swimmers, and breed you. With all the loads you’re gonna take tonight in your guts, you won’t know who got you pregnant, bitch. Hope it’s mine though fucker.” Pulling off the rapidly leaking cock in my mouth, I took a few quick, deep inhales on my cigar and started to rhythmically squeezed down on the cock in my ass, completely oblivious to the words being said to me as my cum lust began to take over. Full of smoke, I went back to sucking and was quickly rewarded with a thick creamy load in my mouth. The cock in front of me was pulled out and just left the big black cock in my ass, whose pace was picking up. I slowly savored the creamy semen in my mouth before swallowing it down. “Balls are about to explode motherfucker, deep in your cunt with the other loads in here. Take this nasty fuck deep faggot.” With a final set of slams, I felt the black cock start throbbing in my ass, filling me deep with a warm volley of jizz. I began to puff on my cigar again, enjoying the feeling of my ass and lungs getting fed. The black guy quickly pulled out, and within a few moments, I could hear a door slam. I sat there for a minute or two, my ass at the hole, wondering if anything else would happen when I felt another cock get shoved deep in my ass and start fucking it hard. I sat back, enjoying the pounding in my hole as I slowly smoked my cigar, keeping the smoke in for longer and longer before finally, another cock appeared in front of my face. It was a shorter, uncut white dick, with massive bull balls. I immediately took it in my mouth and sucked, getting reamed by both ends in silence, except for the occasional grunt or groan. Quickly enough, the cock spewed a load in my mouth and I swallowed it down, and with a quick pull out, the hole was empty again. I went back to smoking my cigar and shortly after heard the top grunt and drop a load up my ass. Almost instantly, another cock was shoved up my ass, with an appreciative ‘nice’ said out loud, and my ass being slammed yet again. Another cock in front of my face appeared, long and thin, with a few piercings down the shaft. Much like before, both came without much much fuss, and in between, I continued to smoke my cigar, which was starting to get smaller and smaller. I occasionally would take a few hits on my poppers, enjoying the feeling of the warmth in my body as they did their work. This continued for the next hour and a half, and much to my dismay, my cigar was nearly spent. Looking down, I looked at my phone. Only 11:40. I didn’t really want to end before midnight, but I knew without the cigar, it wouldn’t be near as much fun for me for. And I also wanted to eventually cum as well. At my count, I had to have at least 9 loads in my ass, and another 7 loads in my stomach. Some guys had been verbal, others had thanked me for the use of my ass or mouth. My balls felt heavy and full of cum, and my ass was still hungry for more. I stood up, as there was a lull in the visitors to my holes, and debated getting the plug up my ass and getting dressed to leave when I heard a soft knock at the door. “Hey, it’s me…” the voice called out, at first not registering with me. I first, I was tempted to get dressed before answering the door, but then thought better of it. Most of these men had already or were likely willing to cum in my ass and mouth. Who cares if they saw me naked. I walked to the door and opening it a crack asked softly out loud. “Who?” A hand forced the door open and pushed me back, before quickly shutting it again. “Kyle, dumb shit,” the sexy skinhead before me replied. “H-Hey!” I said, with a smile on my face, as he immediately started stripping, “What’s up?” “My cock fucker,” he said with an evil grin, grabbing his cock and flicking it, the PA in it glaring evilly in the dim light, “I got your message and couldn’t wait to try out the kinky fucking shit we talked about.” Quickly, he pulled his shirt off and reached into the knapsack I had failed to notice him carrying inside the small room. Suddenly, he pulled out a large red and white box. “Had to see you taking all those fucking loads while we smoke these bad boys,” he said, tearing open the box and surprising me as he pulled out a box of Marlboro Reds and tossed them to me before pulling out one for himself. Watching him open the pack, I grabbed my next to completely spent cigar and inhaled a few drags as I followed his lead, before finally getting out one of the long white sticks. Grabbing the cigar butt from my mouth, he held the end to the Red, puffing it to life with a deep inhale and a load, guttural moan. “Fuck yeah,” he moaned, smoke pouring out before motioning to me to grab the butt and do the same, “needed that. You next. Rape those fucking lungs.” I followed his lead and quickly got the Red lit. With a deep inhale, I enjoyed the sensation. Less and different smoke, to be sure, but it was enjoyable none the less. And with the number of cigarette packs Kyle had brought, we would be having fun all night. “So, how many loads you had dumped in you so far tonight?” he asked, stroking his cock as he grabbed my ass cheek and dipped a finger in, grinning when my ass started dripping. “Nine, I think?” I said, as he grabbed his dick and stroking it, inhaling the red before nose jetting it, “I also ate another seven.” “Fuckin’ sexy cum whore!” he said, grinning and shoving two more fingers inside, “Want even more? Word is your ass is taking all sorts of tainted cock tonight.” Suddenly, several things hit me at once. First, the words of the owner of the big black cock hit me. Special swimmers, nasty fuck, getting pregnant… I had to have been fucked by a poz guy who was looking to gift. At first, I didn’t know how to feel. Shame, fear, lust, excitement… However, having not cum, my ass and cock and balls did all my thinking for me. Next, Kyle’s words. He definitely wanted to see me taking poz cock tonight. Much like Jackson, he must get off on the idea of bug chasing, or at least others chasing. “Fuck yeah,” I said, smiling wickedly as I looked down at my cock and watched as some of the anonymous loads dripped out of me while Kyle's fingers fucked my wet ass, some of the loads running down my balls and cock. I took a deep haul on the Red in my mouth and then let it dangle from my lips before continuing. “Get me all the toxic loads you can.” “Good,” he said, pulling them out and bending me back over before shoving my ass against the hole, “Gonna keep you smoking and huffing poppers as long as you keep that hole open for business. A lot of horny guys paid good money to be here tonight, and are wanting to fill you and breed you with their DNA.” I relaxed my hole open as I felt another anonymous cock press against my ass. Looking up, I watched as Kyle quickly smoked his red and stroked his metal filled cock, texting away on his phone. Grinning in reply, I started hauling on my red as the cock in my hole slammed away at my abused jizz-filled ass.

Was able to get the next chapter finished. Thanks, all of you who commented, and as always, please feel free to give me feedback. If you want to see something in here, let me know, and I'll do my best to work it in. And in appreciation of all of you who made it through the ordeal that was part three, I give you part 4. Also, if anyone is fluent in Spanish and notices any mistakes on my translations, let me know so I can fix them. -- PART 4: A WARM WELCOME TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD Bent over, I waited for the uncut cock attached to the guy behind me to enter my ass. I had to have been a sight to see. A short, blond guy in his mid-20s, short, well-kept hair, swimmer’s build, naked from the waist down bent over a small bench, waiting expectantly for a hot Latino to shove a dripping uncut cock deep up his ass raw. The very thought made my cock drip as I felt the guy trying to get access to my hole. Frustrated, he kept pressing harder and harder against my hole, which refused to give up under his assault. He pulled out the bottle of poppers, opened them up and handed them to me. “Keep breathing those in puta (whore),” he muttered, shoving two fingers up my hole, making me gasp in pain and shock, “You need to take my bicho (dick).” I nodded, immediately sniffing the liquid, its effects hitting immediately as my hole relaxed to the stretching the hot guy behind me was doing. I took a quick look back at him, watching as with a slight nod of his head, he pulled his fingers out. With a quick push, he slammed his cock deep into my guts, making me yell out in both pleasure and pain. Fully sheathed within my ass, he held me for a second, waiting for me to adjust to his cock before he licked up the side of my neck. Satisfied that I was ready for more, he reached under my shirt and pinched my nipples as he bit on my left earlobe. This immediately caused my ass to clamp down on his cock, making him hiss in pleasure. Reaching back down, he grabbed my hips, and whispered into my ear, “Follemos, cochino. (Let's fuck, pig.)” With those words uttered, he started slamming my hole like a jack hammer, causing me to cry out again as he began his assault on my ass. The pain was like nothing I had ever felt. Gritting my teeth, I rode it out, using one arm to prop myself up on the bench, and the other stroking my throbbing cock. Slowly, the intense pain in my ass slowly gave way to pleasure with each passing stroke. I could feel each stroke slamming against my prostate, sending pleasure down into my balls and up through my aching cock. I had never been fucked like this before, but I was loving every minute. Above me, the hot Latino muttered words under his breath in Spanish. I only caught bits and pieces, such as ‘quieres sue me venga (do you want my cum),’ ‘a huevo (fucking sweet),’ and ‘pajarito (faggot).’ Sadly, I didn’t know what any of these meant, but they way he said them told me that had to be dirty and hot. We continued fucking at his fast pace for a long time, my tight hole stretching further and further before a slight squelching sound hit my ears. ‘This guy is turning my ass into a fuck hole’ I thought to myself. The idea made me even harder, causing me to drip even more precum. After the onslaught on my ass, I knew I would be shooting a huge load quickly up his ass. Quickly enough, I noticed his strokes becoming more and more irregular. Sensing he was close, I clamped down on his cock, recalling how much Jackson had liked it. “A huevo, puta! (Fuck yeah, whore)” he yelled out, slamming even harder into my ass, “Me voy a venir! (I'm going to cum)” Even with my limited knowledge of Spanish, I knew it likely meant he was going to come in my hole. I continued the motion with my ass, trying desperately to milk his cock. With one final, hard slam, I felt his cock start to throb as he yell out loud. “Me vengo, cabroń (I'm cumming, fucker)! Me pinche corro en tu nalga (I'm fucking cumming in your ass). Y sin forro, joto! (And without a condom, faggot!),” he yelled out, feeling my ass milk his cock for all it was worth, as he weakly kept slamming my ass before finally stopping. We both stood there in silence for a few minutes, sweat pouring from our faces as our hearts raced. Finally, I felt him pull slowly out of my ass, a hiss escaping both our lips and we both stood up and kissed. Breaking apart, I knelt down, taking his softening cock into my mouth, sucking the remnants of ass and cum off, making him involuntarily push my head off. “Damn, Papi (baby),” he gasped, a grin spreading on his face, “Too sensitive.” With that, he grabbed my shoulder, pulling me back up before taking my hard, hot, and throbbing cock into his hand giving it a few tugs. Leaning in, his kissed my neck, grabbing slightly on the back of my head to pull me closer. “What’s your name, baby?” he asked, giving slight kisses down my neck, his hand slowly moving down to my balls, giving them a slight tug. “Jake. You?” I replied, lust making my voice deepen. “Mateo,” he replied, letting go of my balls and stepping away slowly, his fingers rubbing in his ass before he bent over slowly, holding his cheeks apart to showing me. “Your turn, papí,” he said, looking back at my through his legs, “Fill my nalga (ass) with your hot load.” I let out a loud gulp before reaching beside me to the lube dispenser, coating my bare cock before rubbing the remaining lube onto his hole. Slowly I pressed against his ass, relishing as it quickly swallowed my cock halfway to the hilt, making Mateo groan before me. I stopped suddenly, worried I was moving too fast. “You ok?” I asked, inadvertently pulling out slightly. “Coño (Fuck) man!” he said as suddenly pushed his ass the rest of the way, making me groan in return, “Give me that piece of meat! This puta (whore) needs it bad.” I sat for a minute deep in his hole as I felt it adjust to my sudden intrusion. The wet tight heat wrapped seductively around my hole, slicker that I would have expected. “Fuck,” I muttered, “You’re so wet!” “Yeah man,” he said, reaching down and stroking his slowly re-hardening cock, “Been taking loads all day. Probably six or seven in there.” With those words, I felt my dick throb. Jesus, I thought to myself, shocked yet somehow turned on by those words. Here I was, balls deep in a stranger who had just cum up my ass, and he’s now telling me he has several random loads in his ass. With that though, I smiled and slowly started pumping in and out of Mateo, enjoying the feeling of stranger’s cum sliding around my meat. This continued for a few minutes when I heard the door suddenly open. “Shit!” I said, stopping suddenly as whoever had just entered closed the door. I went to pull out of Mateo when I felt a pair of hands grab my ass, one of the fingers probing into my well-fucked hole before smacking my ass with a loud pop, causing me to jump and nearly cum right there. “Damn,” the voice said, sounding extremely familiar, “didn’t expect you a hot piece of ass like you to take to this place so quickly!” Looking over my shoulder, I instantly recognized the man behind me to be the skinhead attendant from people. “Feels like my boy Mateo here already got the first dibs on breaking in your hole,” he continued, pulling his finger out and sticking it in his mouth, “Fuck! Nice tasting hole too!” I watched as the skinhead made his way in front of me, unbuttoning his pants and pulling his shirt off before standing in front of Mateo. “Fuck ya.. 'Sup Kyle,” the Latino grunted, as I started fucking him again. “Shut the fuck up slut,” Kyle muttered, as he pulled his pants off. I stared in awe as Kyle revealed his cock. Like his face and ears, the 9-inch cut cock before me glistened with multiple piercings. A large PA stuck out of the tip of his cock, with an ampallang bisecting the head. Multiple piercings bisected his urethra before ending further down into another piercing, which I now know as a lorum. He also had several scrotal piercings. I stared down at his glittering groin as I continued to slowly watch in stroke himself a few time, before finally stuffing it into the Latin’s open mouth. I watch as the hot Latin guy below me was stuffed on each end, gagging on the skinhead’s meat while I plugged away at his hole. Suddenly, I found myself getting close to orgasming, when I felt Mateo grab my balls and squeeze them roughly. “Fuck!” I yelped, immediately feeling my building orgasm disappear. I watched as Mateo slowly pulled his mouth off Kyle before he smiled up at him. “I loosened him up for you,” Mateo said, an evil grin on his face. Raising his eyebrows, Kyle turned to me, gripping his pierced cock at me. “Well boy,” drawled out, stroking his meat with the copious amounts of saliva from Mateo’s mouth, “I do think a thank you is in order. I did, after all, let you in here for free. And it appears you let the money run out on your monitor. Very bad form.” Looking over at the monitor, I saw that it had in fact run out of time. Looking back at him, he continued. “Honestly, company policy is that we’re supposed to kick both of you out,” he continued, grabbing the back of my head and pulled my hair, causing my head to arch back, “But you see, Mateo and I go way back. So I’d have to just kick you out.” He pulled his face close to mine as I opened my mouth in a slight wince. He smacked my ass, even harder than before causing my mouth to open further in pain, and without hesitation, shoved his warm wet tongue deep in my mouth. Releasing my mouth, he looked deep into my eyes. “I could look the other way if you let me sample that prime boy pussy of yours. I’d wager it’s never had a nice thick piece of pierced meat inside it. And hell, I’ve been dying to feel my cock inside you the second I saw you walk up to me. So what do you say? Let me drop a nice load in that freshly fucked twat?” I stared at him as he pulled away from my face, staring at me with an evil look in his eyes. My mind raced at the thought of taking a second cock in my hole. The idea made me horny, but I still felt myself hesitate. I stopped fucking Mateo as my brain went through its mental gymnastics. “No?” he asked mockingly, stepping back further. He reached into his pocket and pulled out something long and dark from his pocket. I realized with a start that he had pulled a cigar, sticking it in his mouth before proceeded to pull out a lighter from his other pocket, expertly lighting it. That was what did it for me. Something clicked inside my mind as everything hit me. Being balls deep and completely raw in a hot Latino guy who minutes before had come inside my ass after a hard pounding, and now a hot skinhead smoking a thick cigar talking about sampling my hole. It was taboo. It was risky. It was SO. FUCKING. HOT. Immediately, I started nodding, excitement causing my previously tight ass to pucker. Kyle drew deeply before he pulled the cigar out of his mouth, blowing it directly into my face. “Good choice bitch,” He said, immediately walking behind me smacking my ass several times. I felt him pull my asscheeks apart, lightly rubbing his PA across my hole. I was surprised at how warm the metal felt until I felt him pushing into my newly wrecked hole. With no effort, he worked himself deep inside me, the different piercings adding extra pleasure to my hole. “Fuck,” I blurted out, feeling the metal continually pounding into my swollen, well-fucked prostate, “That feels so good.” “Always aim to please fucker,” Kyle replied, puffing away on the cigar as he continued to rape my ass. The three of us continued to fuck, sweat dripping off each other. Mateo, underneath me, was now fisting his cock in time with my strokes into his ass, muttering in Spanish. Every once in a while, he would tighten his hole, which would cause me to slam him harder. This caused Kyle to nearly pull out of my hole, and in turn take an extra long stroke back into my ass. The room took on a haze as the cigar smoke, the glow of the monitor accentuating it. We continued pounding at the others hole, and before long, I felt Mateo start to tighten even more on my weeping cock. “Hostia!” he cried out, his ass giving my cock one final squeeze. “Me vengo (I'm cumming)! Shit! Si, venga papi, vente en mi culo (Yes, cum baby, cum in my ass)!” “What?” I asked, trying desperately to not lose my composure. “He wants you to cum up his ass fucker,” Kyle barked, taking a drag on the cigar and watching as Mateo began shooting all over the floor, “Give him your load and you can get mine injected right up your cumdump! Give him all you got Pig!” I picked up the pace, feeling my balls start to boil, but I just couldn’t get to the point of no return. Then, an idea hit me. I put one hand in the center of the spent Latino’s back and grabbed the bottle of poppers he had been sniffing, taking several hits in each nostril before setting back down. I waited a few seconds, feeling the warm feeling rush through my body, and then, pausing for a second, I stopped fucking Mateo’s hole and reached behind me, pulling the cigar from Kyle’s mouth. I stuck the nearly spent, spit covered cigar butt into my mouth and start smoking the cigar. FUCK! This is what I needed! I thought to myself and started slamming the hole in front of me. Suddenly, I felt the burning sensation deep in my loins, and with one final stroke, shot deep. “HOLY! FUCKING! SHIT!” I yelled as it felt like all my body fluids shot through my piss hole, my balls draining completely of their cum. Shot after shot flowed out of me, shooting deep into Mateo's hole and mixing further with the other loads in his ass. “Fucking hot,” Kyle cheered, watching as I twitched over and over, my orgasm took over my entire body. With one final twitch, I slumped over slightly over Mateo, letting out a deep breath. “My turn piggy,” Kyle said, and with an extra hard slam, I felt his cock begin twitching in my ass. He picked up the pace, a blur in my hole. Kyle moaned as he slammed my hole, and with one final groan, he slowed to a steady slow slam, sliding deeper than he had gone previously, over and over with each shot. I moaned in time with each thrust, feeling the cum jet deep inside me. After about 20 slams into my hole, he finally stopped moving, pulling the now spent cigar from my mouth and tossing it on the floor, crushing it under his foot. We all stood there for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow of the hot experience that had just transpired. Mateo was the first to move, standing up slightly and pulling my now deflated cock from his ass. Kyle followed suit, and with a soft plop, cum dripping from my wreck hole. My asshole quivered as the air hit my gaping hole as I stood up, a content smile on my face, still panting from the workout. I watched as Mateo reached into his pants, and without warning tossed me his phone. Catching it, I looked down, slightly confused. “Put your number in it dude,” he replied, pulling his clothes back on, “We definitely have to hook up again soon.” Nodding, I put my cell into the phone, adding my name and handed it back to him. With little more than a wave, Mateo left the room, shutting the door behind him. Kyle did the same with his phone, and as we both got dressed he started talking. “So, what do you think?” he asked, picking up the used cigar and throwing it in the trashcan. “Is it always that…” I started to ask, at a loss for words to describe exactly what I felt. “Hot? Dirty? Fucking twisted?” he guessed, pulling his shirt back on, “Not always. Usually, a lot of trolls here looking for a piece of prime boy pussy like yours. Just depends. Fridays and Saturdays are best.” I nodded, making a mental note of everything he was saying as he continued. “Mateo is a regular here, but it's rare to see him top. That boy tends to be a gut busting bottom. Nice to see him giving a load to a hungry hole for once.” “Oh,” I replied, a look of concern on my face thinking back to what he had told me earlier. Seeing my face take on the look of concern, Kyle continued. “Don’t worry. That cumslut works down at the free clinic on Broadway. Also on PrEP, if his profile is to be believed. And I just got tested last week, so no worries from me.” A bit of relief from those words, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “So, got a name stranger?” he asked. “Jake,” checking my pockets to make sure I had everything, starting to feel tired as the adrenaline and hormones finally ran their course. “Nice to meet you, or should I say 'meat your hole',” he replied with a chuckle, “Really from around here, or just visiting?” “No, really am from around here. Just moved in next door,” I replied following him out the hall and towards the stairs up to the main part of the bookstore. “Nice! You should really consider getting a membership then!” he said, climbing the stairs before opening the door and holding it for me, “It’s usually $100, but I’ll talk with the owner and see if he’ll give you a deal.” “Thanks,” I said softly, considering the idea. “Well, I’m off and have finals to study for, dude. See you soon?” he asked, nodding at the new attendant in the booth, who then handed him a backpack. “Sure,” I replied, and with a slight flourish of his hand, he waved goodbye. “I’ll text ya soon!” he called behind him and walked out the door. Feeling my exhaustion ebbing at my mind, I walked out the door as well, making the short walk to my building. Looking down at my watch, I realized that it was already 1 am, and I was suddenly thankful that I had the weekend off. The security guard at the front desk looked up from the computer screen and his phone, starting to get up. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my key, and with a slight nod, he sat back down and turned his attention back to the monitor. — A quick ride up the elevator, I dragged myself across the hall as the elevator opened. With my key still in hand, I tapped the card to the door and listened as the door lock whirred and let me in. The door closed automatically behind me, and I grab the knob, turning it back to locked. Slowly, I trudged into my bedroom and stripped off my clothes before pulling back the covers and climbing into bed. The cool air of the room caused goose bumps to break out across my skin, and I pulled the light sheet on top of me. I reached over and shut off the lights before laying back in the extremely comfortable bed. Lying in bed, I let my mind wander to that night's events. Slowly, I ran my fingers slowly down my torso, grabbing my ever slightly hardening cock, still too spent from the earlier festivities, relishing in the slight stickiness from ass juices and strangers cum mixed with my own now dried all over me. I let out a slight laugh and continued to draw my fingers ever lower before lifting my left leg up slightly and shoving a finger into my sloppy, cum-filled hole. I slowly shoved the finger in, loving the slick feeling as it sank in deeply, followed by a second and then a third. After a few minutes of finger fucking myself, I pulled them out and brought my fingers to my nose. I took a deep sniff of them. Fresh cum and ass. My cock twitched slightly, and an evil thought flashed into my mind. Tentatively, I licked the index finger. The flavor of two loads mixed with my ass tasted amazing. I sucked them clean, thinking about what Matt would say if he saw me doing it. I smiled again, and after a second sighed. “Fuck the British twat… he doesn't get a say anymore,” I muttered before turning over, quickly drifted asleep.

Wow, I realize how much I loved Eli. It was like he had shown me color in a black and white world. I couldn't imagine being without him after the first night. We were always sneaking around for weeks meeting in the mall parking lot, school bathrooms, the locker room during practice, etc. It was always the same thing too - me on my knees sucking his cock. We'd make out, he'd rub my cock and I'd feel his and then I'd feel the pressure on my shoulders and I knew to kneel down and take his cock in my mouth. I always sucked him to completion. I always swallowed his load. He loved that. He called me his sweet cocksucker. We didn't have anal sex again for awhile because we couldn't make it work. There was really no privacy, between my brother and his brother, practice, school, and our parents; we couldn't make it work. Then, one day, my brother had a swim meet in Connecticut. My parents would be driving him up for the day and taking some other kids in our minivan. I immediately sent Eli an IM letting him know. I told him we would have all day - really early morning to after dinner. He was excited too. I read up on anal sex on the internet and discovered I needed to clean out my ass. I was confused and asked Eli, but he didn't really know either. He told me to go ask the pharmacist. I was mortified. I just stared at him. I said, "Mr. Gould? He's been taking care of my family forever. I can't talk to him." Eli laughed and said, "It's no big deal." I said, "Well, then you do it." He grabbed my hand and kissed me. He said, "You can do this babe. Ask the new pharmacist who works there. The new one. Sam. I'm sure he will help you out and he doesn't know your parents or care." I was still scared and Eli kissed me and said, "See you Saturday!" I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. All week I was so scared. I kept telling Eli that I was scared and he'd kiss me and I'd suck his cock and swallow his load. After I swallowed, when I was always really horny and happy, he'd rub my ass and say, "Come on babe. You know you want to get fucked again." I'd agree. But, on Friday, when we met after school and before practice in the school bathroom and we kissed and made out and he was all over my ass (more than usual) Eli said, "I want to fuck a clean ass babe. If you don't get the enema thing, we won't be fucking tomorrow." I was shocked. I was hurt. I really loved him and he was going to deny me what I needed. (I'm not sure when it turned from want to need, but now I needed to get fucked.) I rubbed his cock and got on my knees to suck him. He pulled me up and said, "No cum for you until you clean out." And he walked out of the bathroom. I was stunned. I actually had to choke back tears. I was so scared that people would find out about me and Eli didn't seem to care about my feelings. He didn't even offer to go with me or to go himself. I was so bad during practice that day that coach benched me and asked me what was wrong after practice. I was stunned again that it was so obvious that I was upset. I almost cried again telling him I was okay. He actually looked really concerned. I just looked at the floor. Coach said I could go but I needed to get over what was upsetting me or he would bench me until I told him the problem. After I left his office and got changed, I did cry. Leaning against the building, behind some bushes by the gym door. When I was crying, I realized that I had to go buy this stuff if I wanted Eli to be with me. To fuck me. To give me what I needed. I didn't want to lose him. I decided to go to the pharmacy. I walked from school to the pharmacy and walked inside. I walked over to the area that I thought it might be in and I didn't see it. I was surprised. I looked around and although I didn't know exactly what I was looking for, I thought I would figure it out. After 10 minutes, I was panicked. I didn't know what to do. I looked over and I saw Mr. Gould talking to a woman from temple. I rushed over to the counter and asked Sam for help. He looked annoyed that I was asking him while he was filling orders, but he came over. I choked out what I needed. He looked somewhat surprised, but also curious. He asked me what I needed it for. I blushed. He got closer and asked me if I needed it for a medical issue or a sexual one. I looked down and said sexual. Sam came around the counter and walked me over to the area. He gave me the enemas in the water bottles, you know the two in a case and filled with saline or whatever. He had me buy two of them. Sam then said, "Are you the one getting fucked?" I was so surprised at the question that I couldn't answer. He asked if it was my first time. I shook my head. He asked me more questions and e eventually figured out through my monosyllabic responses and nods that I was having sex with the same guy, but it was new, I didn't really know what I was doing and that I really cared for the guy who was fucking me. He said, "I know what you're going through. I want you to understand a few things. One, you need to loosen up a lot before you get fucked. If not, you're ass can tear. If that happens, you are vulnerable to get HIV from your partner." He asked me if I fingered myself or used other things on my ass. I told him that I didn't but my boyfriend did use his fingers the first time. That's the first time I called Eli my boyfriend. He said that my boyfriend must have some experience having anal sex. I was stunned. I couldn't speak. I realized then that Eli really did know what he was doing the first time when he fingered me before I took his cock. Then Sam asked, "What did you use for lube?" I told him about the vaseline and he immediately asked if we used condoms. I said we hadn't. He took me down the aisle and picked out some water based lube and some condoms. He asked how big my boyfriend was. I said, I don't know. He used his fingers to estimate size. I knew exactly how big Eli's cock was(I'd been sucking it for weeks and dreaming about it when I wasn't sucking it) but I didn't know yet that I could measure by inches. Sam picked out the right condoms. He then said, "Zach, you need to use condoms. HIV causes AIDS. AIDS has a very high mortality rate. You need to be careful. You need to open yourself up and ease into the sex, you need to use condoms, you need to be well lubricated." I just nodded and said I would definitely do those things. We went to the register and I thanked him and paid. Sam then said, "If you want me to, I will order you something larger you can use more than once to clean yourself out. You won't need to keep coming back to buy the bottles." I quickly said that would be great. He told me to come back in a week. I almost ran home. I was so happy. I did it. I sent Eli an IM telling him I got the stuff and he responded that he knew I would. He actually said I was great and he looked forward to seeing me the next day. I said XOXOXO. He did the same. I sat there and looked at the screen. Eli, my boyfriend, said I was great and XOXOXO. I was so happy. That night my parents told me they were leaving around 6am and that I had some cold cuts in the refrigerator and some leftovers for dinner. They said they would be back after dinner. I went to bed thinking about all the sex I could have with Eli the next day. But, I also thought about two other things. The first was to ask Eli how he knew so much about anal sex. The second was that we had condoms and lube now. We could have sex without breaking any rules. (That's how I thought about condoms - a rule.) The next morning, I woke up early and said goodbye to my parents and wished my brother luck. I watched them leave to make sure they were leaving. I turned on the TV and waited for Eli. Eli came over about 830am. He was in running shorts and a tank top and running shoes. He looked like he ran over because he had. He grabbed me and kissed me as soon as I told him my family was gone. He pulled off his tanktop and grabbed my ass. He turned me around and said, "are you ready?" as we rubbed his hard cock along my ass (him in shorts and me in boxers). I told him I hadn't used the enema yet because I wasn't sure how and hoped we could do it together. He looked disappointed, but said he would help. We went to the bathroom and I guess it was pretty easy to figure out - long nozzle in the ass and squeeze the bottle until it's empty(duh). I did this while Eli helped. I laid on the floor, kneeling, ass up, face on the floor. Eli told me how hot I looked like that. We used 2 because I was kinda nervous and wanted to make sure to clean out for him. After we finished, we went to my bedroom where Eli saw the condoms and lube out. I was naked and he kissed me and pushed me on the bed. Then he did something he had never done before, he sucked my cock. I was electrified. I gasped and it felt so amazing. I'd never had someone give me a blow job. I grabbed the sheets and just moaned. He sucked my cock for awhile, but not long because he could tell I was getting close. Eli told me he had another surprise. He lifted my legs and jammed his tongue in my ass. He tongue fucked me and sucked on my ass and licked and spat and ate my ass. He fingered me some and then tongue fucked me and then fingered me. I was moaning so loudly that I could only hear myself. He kept at it and kept tongue fucking me and opening me up. He stopped, undressed, opened the lube, but some on my dick and on his dick and then went back to eating my hole(that's what Eli called it - my hole). I had never felt so good. Eli was once again giving me pleasure I didn't know existed before that day. He also started spitting on my ass more and then there were more fingers. I was writhing on the bed, grasping the sheets, moaning, existing only for the pleasure he was giving my asshole. Then he stood up, and leaned over my body spreading my legs wider and his cock sliding over my ass crack as he bent my legs up to kiss me. I could taste my ass. I could taste his tongue and him. I could feel his lubed cock rubbing my wet wet hole. I said, "Eli, please fuck me." And he lined up his cock and slid the tip and head and half is cock inside me before my ass resisted him. He kissed me and we just started moving his cock in and out, pushing further in each time until I felt his pubes and balls on my ass. He fucked me and I was loving it. I loved him. I loved how his cock made my ass feel so full and how he kept hitting something inside me that made me moan. I was moaning around his mouth and tongue as he kissed me. We were locked as one. He kept saying how great my ass felt. I told him how great his cock felt. Then, all of a sudden, he said, "Oh fuck! I can't hold it. I'm cumming!" His dick slammed into me and I felt it jerk and felt his cum shoot inside me. The way his cock jerked up when he came. He hit the inside of my ass. I rolled my eyes and felt it and then came all over myself. He laid on me for awhile and then he pulled out. He was pleased because his cock was clean except for the cum. I was sad that my ass was empty. But after the glow faded, I asked why he hadn't worn a condom. He said, "You told me to fuck you. You didn't ask me to wear one." I was surprised. I said, "But don't we have to? I mean we have them now. I don't want to get sick." He said, "Baby, I love you. I won't make you sick." He cuddled me. He kissed me. He ran his hands over my body and my ass. He fingered my wet hole and said, "Besides you loved feeling me shoot inside you. You totally came without touching your dick when I did." I blushed and said I did. He said, "Then baby doll, let me keep fucking your ass without condoms. I love you and you love it." I kissed him and agreed that we should fuck uncovered. We fucked 4 more times that day and played Playstation and Eli sucked me off just before he left. He fingered me as he swallowed my load. His cum running down my legs as it seeped out of my well used ass. I cleaned out using those bottles two other times that week and told Eli when I did. He fucked me both days in the school bathroom and shot his load in my ass. I came hands free both times feeling his cock jerk up as he shot his cum in my ass. Then, I waited until I could see Sam to get the regular enema thing. I went back to the pharmacy to see Sam. He gave me this black thing in a box and told me how it worked. I thanked him and paid for it. He asked if I was having safe sex. I lied and blushed and said, "Of course." He said, "Then you should buy more condoms." I agreed and did. I cleaned out my ass everyday once I figured out how to work the thing. I told Eli and he was so happy. He told me he loved me. We kissed and he held me for awhile as we sat on the back bumper of is car in the far back of the mall parking lot. We fucked almost every day for months after the day I told him about the using the enema daily. I loved him so much and I loved that he shot his cum in my ass. I started to get addicted to how my ass felt after he came in me. Such a nice wet feeling. Especially on days when we fucked more than once. After the initial embarrassment of wet underwear, I loved how his cum felt seeping out of my ass. I loved Eli so much. I never did ask him how he was so experienced with anal sex though.......