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It was a little over a month before Marc's birthday when Bobby and Mike went to see Carl in his hotel suite. Bobby drew a quick map of the house and wrote down the security code as well as the code that would open the dungeon door even if it was locked “Martin thinks this is a secret but I have seen him enter it a few times and I tested it last week while he was out” Bobby told his step father. “Dad would know the lay out of the house, since it’s the one we have lived in since before Mom died but just in case he doesn’t get out you need to know this, Carl” Bobby said Something occurred to Mike, he pulled out his phone, pulled up the county tax collector website and did a search on their address. The house was still in Dad’s name and he told Bobby and Carl that “Hmmm I wonder… ” Carl said, He had Power of Attorney for Paul and he made a quick call to his lawyer. “Yep it’s legal and the papers will go out as soon as you file Bobby. All they need is your ok” he said handing the phone to Paul’s older son “Yes this Bobby, I signed the papers and you have them on file, Go ahead and get it started” He told the lawyer Now all they could do was wait Ten days before Marc’s birthday Carl left “If all goes right your Dad should be getting out soon. I want to meet him ay the gates. I can’t wait to see him!” he told the boys. I will call o text with news Bobby and Mike checked their phones pretty often over the next few days but heard nothing new A week before the big day Martin took their phones, turned them off and locked them in a drawer in his desk “Just in case you two are up to something, that should make it harder, You are not to leave the house till this is all over and I’m keeping Marc home too. This is going to happen so forget any plans you have to stop it” He told them For the next week Martin kept Bobby and Mike in the dungeon most of the time. He strapped them down and made them listen tp a recording with a mind twisting mantra “Everything that you have been through is Marc’s fault, You have suffered and been humiliated because of him and he’s been laughing at you the entire time! I’m going to devote so much more attention to him than I give you two! This has all been about Marc! If you want revenge you will help me enslave him so he’s no better than you two. Help me make him nothing more than a poz fuck toy like you two already are! He deserves it! This is all his fault!” looped over and over as Master periodically shoved his cock into them. He would brutally fuck them but stop before he came and pull out telling them his cum was all for Marc’s neg ass now There were some pretty big logical holes in the things Master said but after it was repeated over and over, hundreds of times it began to seep in and take root They had talked about this because they knew something like this was coming. Martin was a bit predictable They tried to counter it with a mantra of their own. They recited it over and over again in their heads. Carl had suggested some of the wording “Dad is coming to save me! Dad loves me! Dad only does what’s best for me! I have to do what Dad says so he can save me! I have to focus on Dad and he will always take care of me!” They both mentally chanted and the two mantras warred in their heads. If dad had been there he would have won hands down because they loved and trusted him as much as they hated and despised Martin, but he wasn’t At midnight on Marc’s birthday Master told his two slaves “Marc is officially an adult as of right now, go bring him to me” Dad wasn’t hare to save them and they almost mindlessly walked, naked, to Marc’s room with their thoughts clouded by Martin's twisting manipulation. They gave up because Master had apparently won. Dad wasn't coming to save them ***************** Paul was nervous on the day it was supposed to happen. The night before he had spoken to Sean and told him what might happen the next day and then he shared it with his lieutenants “If I do get out Sean will be in charge and Buster will be second in line” Paul said and they all nodded Sean hadn’t been upset with him for keeping it a secret, He understood why. That night in bed Paul thanked him for everything he had done in the only way he could, he made love to the blond man gently then held him all night The next morning a little before noon a guard came to get him “The Warden wants to see you, both of you” he said also indicating Sean They were confused but followed the guard to the Warden’s office The warden sat behind his desk and Tony was there too, in a wheelchair with a blanket over his legs. He looked like he had aged twenty years since the last time Paul had seen him “My friend, Governor Richards kept his word. It’s his last day in office and he has issued you a full pardon Paul. I was going to surprise you and have Carl pardoned too but he got out on his own so I substituted this young man’s name” He said nodding to Sean “ I hear he has been helpful to you and maybe he can keep on helping you on the outside” “Governor Richards went me one better though. I only have maybe two months left and he is granting me clemency and letting me go home to spend my remaining time with my family. I wasn’t expecting that” Tony said “Sometimes good things happen to good people Tony” Paul said thankfully “I’m hardly a good person” Tony laughed “To me you are” Paul said and went to the man, bent down and hugged him “Normally the release process takes several days, mostly to give the person who hs been pardoned time to make arrangements but that hardly seems necessary with you” the Warden said nodding to a window Paul went and looked. There were two limos at the gates. One had a wheelchair lift and the other had a large bald man leaning against it, looking up at the wardens window Outside the gates Paul hugged Tony one more time and then ran to his husband, throwing himself into those huge muscular arms and kissing him soundly. Sean hung back nervously and said “I took care of him like you wanted Boss” to Carl “He really did help me a lot Carl but we….” Paul said feeling guilty “Shhh Babe, I knew what would happen if he decided to help you. He was going to have you one way or the other while I was not there to protect you so I took a chance and told him it would be ok as long as he didn’t hurt you and protected you. It looks like it paid off” Carl said “Come here Sean” Carl said and the blond man stepped reluctantly closer Carl caught him in a rough hug “Thank you for keeping Paul safe, I owe you big time” “Will you let me come and help Paul get his son’s back then?” Sean asked and Carl nodded “I can’t think of a better man to have at our backs” he said Paul picked up the small box that had his personal things in it and all three of them got in the limo Carl handed him a phone of his own/ “Bobby and Mike’s numbers are programmed in already, why don’t you call them and let them know you are out” he told Paul Both numbers went straight to voicemail though “Let me try something” Paul said. He rummaged through the box and pulled out a letter, calling the number on it “Hello” A voice answered “Marc is that you?” Paul asked “Dad?” Marc asked “Yes, I am out! A full pardon like I told you in my letters!” Paul said “Why can’t I reach your brothers?” “I think Martin took their phones. He thinks I have no idea what is going on so he didn’t take mine” Marc told him “He’s keeping them away from me and in that creepy sex dungeon of his so I probably be able to tell them anything, but I will if I get a chance” Of all his sons, Marc was the most intelligent and he had come out to Paul in a letter when he was twelve. Paul had told him what was happening, in general terms because he knew Marc could handle it and he should be forewarned. “We will be there on your birthday. Martin has custody of you so we can’t take you away before then. It could be construed as kidnapping” Paul told his son “You better come at Midnight. I see how he looks at me, He won’t wait for morning” Marc said “We will be there, Son. I love you so much” Paul said and hung up That night Carl got them a hotel suite near the prison. They would drive back tomorrow Sean went to bed early in his own room, he said he was exhausted and wanted to give Paul and Carl some privacy Paul took his Cael by the hand and led him to the bed, pausing to slowly strip his huge husband naked then he pushed the big man backwards onto the bed and slipped out of his own clothes in a slow striptease Carl looked up at his Paul with love filling his eyes. This moment and the way Paul looked, said it all. It showed everything Paul was Paul/s beautiful, soft body with it’s slightly feminine air that was totally at odds with the dominant, possessive gaze he leveled on his husband’s hard, muscular form To look at them you would never think that Paul was the Master in this relationship, but he was He crawled on top of his huge, buff husband, hooking his legs onto his slim shoulders and pushing them back till Paul’s thick almost 10 inches of cock was poised at that waiting pucker, then he slowly pushed in as Carl moaned in pleasure and submission Paul took his time, this was the first time they had been able to openly make love and not hide what they were doing under the covers in the dark He slowly slid in and out, grinding his cock along Carl’s prostate from an angle they had never been able to use before, they had also never been able to kiss while Paul fucked Carl before and they savored the taste of each other’s mouth and tongue. “You are MINE Carl! I love you so much! Take my cum and my love” Paul said as his balls contracted and he pumped Carl’s hole full of his seed “I’m totally yours Paul. I loved you from that first fuck when you wanted my gift so bad. I only feel complete when you are in me. I was born to be owned and dominated by you!” Carl groaned and shot all over his stomach and chest Paul licked up all that cum and shared it with his man They fell asleep with Carl holding the much smaller Paul snuggled into his massive chest When Paul woke he felt like a hotdog in a bun with a muscular body in front of him and another behind “Shhh Babe, it’s Sean” Carl said quietly “I woke up because I heard him crying. He missed you and could not get to sleep without being near you so I brought him in here with us a few hours ago, just let him sleep” “You are such a wonderful, caring man Carl” Paul said and they both fell asleep again They got a late start but they still had three days till the big day The next night Paul ha two muscle asses to play with, one with dark hair covering it and the other was smooth with blond hair in the crack He put them on their hands and knees next to each other and spent a while playing “Swap a hole” as he fucked a lode out of both of his subs and finally gave his load to Sean since Carl had gotten it the night before The night before Marc’s birthday they left with plenty of time if not for the four car pile up on the highway Paul texted Marc “Caught in traffic! STALL” ******************************************************************************************************* Next Chapter: Martin gets what’s coming to him Let me know what you think Scanbu

My boyfriend and I had been together since highschool. We were each others first everything. While we went long distance for college, since he wanted to go to school in New York and I didn’t, we had moved in together after graduation a few months ago. Everything was going pretty well, Martin did like to go out to the bars a lot but that never bothered me I was confident in our relationship if he went all of college without cheating there was no way he was going to start now. On Thursday night as I was sliding the condom on my average if a bit skinny five inch cock Martin spoke up. ”Would you want to come with me and some of my friends to this gay bar tomorrow night. I’ve never been and it sounds really fun” ”I don’t know” I replied “ I’ve never loved gay bars or bars in general” “Oh come on chris please I don’t want to have to go home alone since all my friends are single” ”fine I’ll go” I relented as I pushed into Martins hole. He released a light moan as I began to pound into him. Martin had always been the bottom even though he had a far bigger cock. He tried to fuck me once but it was way too big to fit. Now he kept his cock in a cage. He had since his sophomore year of college he always said it let him focus on his ass. I had asked where he got the idea and he always avoided the question. He had gotten several tattoos during his time in college as well. He had a lock tattooed right above his penis as well as the word pig tattooed on his asscheek. Right now I was looking at the biohazard tattoo he had right above his ass. I had asked what these tattoos mean but he always just said he liked them. I shot my load into the condom after about 4 minutes then laid down and went to sleep as Martin cleaned up. The next day after work Martin and I were getting ready for the bar. As I was putting on a pair of jeans I saw Martin put on a tiny bright red thong I’d never seen before. “Did you get a new thong” I asked “No I’ve had it for a while” he responded as he slid into a pair of leather pants. “Hmm I’ve never seen it” “Oh I guess I’ve never had a reason to wear it around you” he said I was wondering what that meant as I made us drinks before we left. Both Martin and I would be called twinks. I had very little hair naturally and Martin was always waxed. We met up with Martins friends outside the bar. They were a pretty standard group of young gays who I’d met once or twice. The bar was called the bloody scorpion. As we got the the front Martin hugs the bouncer who whispers something in his ear before slapping his ass and sending him on in. “ I thought you said you had never been here before” I asked Martin as we walked into what seemed like a locker room. “ I haven’t I just know Greg” he responded as he slid off his jeans. “Why are you getting undressed” I asked “Oh did I forget to tell you oops this bar is clothing optional” “Yeah you forgot” I said shitily as I stripped to my plain white boxers We went up to the bar to order drinks and Martin gave the bartender a peck on the lips as we got there. I was fuming when he handed me my drink and drank it down quickly. After finishing my drink I hear a deam voice yell “hey there’s my boy” and turn to see a near god of a man. He was probably 6’4 with a thick well muscled body that was covered in thick hair. He wore only a white jock that barely contained his massive bulge. He had a thick chain around his nick and a well kept brown beard. I was surprised when he walked up to Martin and took him in a hug grabbing his ass in the process. I tried to stand up to say something but I suddenly felt really light headed. I decided to sit back down and have another drink while Martin cuddled up with the mystery man to my right. After finishing my second drink I was feeling really drowsy when I heard moaning to my side I looked over and see my boyfriend Martin bent over the bar getting fucked by the stranger. I stand up to punch the dude but get pulled away by Greg the bouncer. He dragged me into a back room and threw me down on the couch. “ look asshole I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but nobody fucks with the boss and his boy” he yelled at me “His boy?” I slurred back “ Martins my boyfriend” “Oh now I see” he said seeming to calm down “ my bad man I get that it’s probably hard to see your boyfriend getting breed but you shouldn’t get jealous like that” Greg sat down on the couch next to me “ look I know after two shoots of g your probably horny as hell but if the boss hasn’t bred you yet the attacking one of his boys isn’t going to make him.” “What the hell are you talking about I don’t want him to fuck me” I slurred out again. Confused about everything he was saying as my head felt foggy “ there’s no need to be ashamed man you already recognized that your boyfriend needs true fulfillment from the boss now every thing else is easy.” He said soothingly “ I didn’t recognize shit” I yelled back “Shh it’s ok how about I breed you tonight so you don’t feel left out I know I’m not as good as Bo’s but I’m still pretty good.” I tried to protest but there was suddenly a bottle of poppers under my nose and my protests fell away. I felt Greg pick me up like I was nothing and bend me over the couch. I heard my underwear get torn in the back and while I expected him to slowly open me up as I was still an anal virgin he slammed into me full force. My dry hole burned as he forced what felt like a horse cock into my virgin hole. It felt like I was being torn in two as Greg pounded into me. I felt myself losing consciousness as I looked over at the door and see Martin standing there nude with cum dripping down his legs and what looks like a crack pipe in his mouth

Had a quick stop over in Berlin on the way to Gran Canaria (Another blog later). Was out looking to be a dark room whore, so I went to Scheune. I love Scheune because I find it easy to get used in the dark room basement in a way that leaves me feeling cheap and degraded which I love! The crowd is average middle-aged stocky German men who drink and smoke quite a bit and are typically horny. Cocks are short, but thick German stock. I was there during the week so the bar wasn’t too crowded. After stripping to my jock, I walked down to the basement. There was only one heavyset guy lurking in the corner with his fly undone and a soft dick hanging out. He didn’t respond when I walked by to check him out, but when I leaned over a fuck bench and pointed my ass in his direction, he came out, pushed my face down on the bench and shoved his cock into my hole. He jackhammered me with his thick German cock, not saying a word until he grunted about five minutes later and unloaded into me. He immediately left. Not much happened for a while and I went upstairs to check on my friend. He was talking to a couple of guys so I joined in the conversation. And this is where the humorous part of my evening started! The bar got slightly more crowded and I decided to check out the basement again. One of the guys that we had been talking to followed me downstairs. He brushed my ass and I turned to suck his dick for a while. Once nice and hard, I leaned against the wall will he entered me. His dick was more slender than the previous guy and he was passionate and took longer to cum stroking me and kissing the back of my neck. He came in spurts that pulsed into my hole. After he had finished, we both went upstairs. He proceeded to walk around the bar announcing to various men “I fucked him!” while pointing to me. Guess he was a satisfied top. lol I ended up getting many more loads that night thanks to his public announcement.

Athletic Trainer 3 Luke heard the water in the shower stop while he was on the phone. Right after he got off the phone, Jason came walking out with a towel barely hanging on his waist. He looked like he barely dried himself off because most of his body was still wet. The water droplets hanging off his nipples and defined muscle turned Luke on a lot. Jason sat down on high top chair at the kitchen island with both hands rubbing his temples. Luke hid himself behind the kitchen island because despite Jason's discomfort, this was one of the sexiest appearance that he was not expecting. It is even better than a guy just spread out on all fours in a doggie position because he is no stranger to guys getting into that position for him willingly. He could vaguely see Jason's soft cock through the opening of the towel too. “What's the matter? Are you alright?” Luke asked “Yeah….maybe it was the hot water….I just felt light headed when I got out of the shower” Jason said while still rubbing his head Luke looked at the glass of juice he poured for Jason when they first arrived and saw the empty glass. He had thought Jason was already under the influence of G earlier when he was fucking. Luke now realized he must have chug the whole thing just before he came into the room so the G is just now hitting him “Well……drink some water” Luke poured him a legit glass of water this time and watched Jason gulp it down. He then poured another then walked up next to Jason to prop him up from his underarm and said “do you want to sleep or nap it off? You tell me how you feel and what you want to do.” Some may enjoy taking advantage of guys while they passed out, but not for Luke. He finds no joy messing with an unconscious body so realizing maybe that was too much G for Jason, he was willing to take a couple steps back. After all… he's playing a long game “I think laying down for a bit might be good” Jason started to slur his words so Luke carried him back to the bedroom. Jason’s towel fell off on their way back to the bedroom. Luke put him down on the bed and this is the first time Jason had a direct look at Jason's fully nude body. His soft cock is a good 6-6.5 in long. Some guys wish their dick was that size fully erected. His pube is trimmed nicely with a little trail up to his belly button. Although Luke was high earlier, he had to admit this boy knew how to fuck. It well exceeded his expectations earlier. Even now his hole felt somewhat empty without Jason's dick. He doesn't bottom often and he sure doesn't feel this way often after getting fucked. “So ... .is there anything that's off limits for you before we get started?” Luke asked after putting Jason on the bed, but Jason had fallen asleep entirely. Luke wasn't too concerned. With the dose he put in the juice, Jason at most gets knocked out for a couple hours at most. Luke hopped in the shower himself but kept Jason's cum in his hole. He did a hygiene check to make sure it is okay to do that and no red flag there. Luke heard his phone buzzing and saw a text showing up on his phone. The text said “I'm here” along with a selfie of a good looking blonde guy with a big smile at the building entrance. The guy's name is Brad. He's a senior and no one would even guess this young kid is his connection. He looks healthy and in shape. Technically Luke's connection is his uncle who lives out of town. He had met Brad a few years back and even had several great 3 ways/groups with them. When Brad started attending the same school he works at, he felt comfortable going through Brad bc despite being young. He does know what he's doing so Brad has been his direct connection since. Luke buzzed Brad in as he towel off and put on a jock then continued to dry himself off as he walked toward the door then wrapped the towel on his waist just before he answered the door “Sorry to interrupt. As promised, here's everything you asked for. Where's the fresh meat? I was expecting a tied up first time bottom whore right here on your couch to be honest” Brad said “Well….. about that. I may have accidentally G him out. I got carried away earlier and you know I won't go after someone who's unconscious” Luke said “The boy should consider himself lucky. Where is he? Can I have a look at him at least?” Brad asked “He's asleep in my room” Luke led Brad into his bedroom and opened the door. Brad size him up from head to toe and whispered “damn…. that's the size of his dick soft!?” Brad asked. Luke nodded and smiled. The two exited the room. Before exiting the room, Brad took a picture of Jason fully nude with his phone without Luke knowing. They pack up a bowl in Luke's bong and started smoking in the living room “I think he might be in my history class” Brad said “Is he?” Luke said “you're a senior and you still have common classes with a sophomore?” Luke teased “Well….at least I'm making progress but this year ain't my last, that's for sure” Brad Said while letting out a big smoke cloud out of his mouth then passed the bong to Luke “So…. I came here with a raging hard on thinking I'd have a tight hole to fill with you” Brad pulled up his shorts slightly, letting his mushroom head out at the bottom of his shorts. “What are you thinking?” Luke said with a mouth full of smoke. Brad knows he's attractive and Luke has known him for years. There's almost no limit to how far Brad would go with his request. “Hum…. I'm still deciding to be completely honest. Have you been to the sex club just opened in town?” Brad shotgun a big smoke into Luke's mouth and lightly pinched his nipples after he asked the question. Luke started to build a tent under his towel so while Luke was taking a hit. Brad slipped his foot out of his shoe and was teasing Luke’s crotch. Eventually snagged the corner or Luke's towel and pulled it off “awww….you have a jock in” Brad said Luke chuckled and almost choked on his mouth full of smoke “sorry. Just a habit. I thought my boy toy was passed out so I didn't think anything beyond that” Luke shotgun the rest of the smoke back to Brad and passed the bong back to Brad “How about your hot neighbor downstairs?” Brad asked before taking a hit then signal Luke over to take the smoke out of his mouth. Luke locked lips with him and the two made out for a little bit this time before taking the bong back from Brad's hand “The guy you swore is a closet gay!? No way. I live here. I ain't about to take a shot unless I know for sure there's no way I will miss. You are more than welcome to knock on his door and text me a picture of him blowing smoke on your dick then I'll make my way downstairs. I can lend you a bubble so in case you are wrong, he isn't gonna call a cop on your bc you have a meth bong in your hand before he even open the door” Luke said “and if somehow you can make everything I said happen. My boy might be up by then. Either you two come up or I'll bring him down then we can still call it even” Luke was half serious and half joking. The scenario is outrageous that he can't even just go knock on a stranger's door and make them bow to him at will, let alone get high and bow to him. And like he said, he's a resident in the building. That's way too much risk for him to take. However, he knows Brad, even if he failed, wouldn't rat him out. At worst he may have to say he didn't know Brad is into drugs bc camera can probably track back to who let him in the building and both Brad and his uncle will understand why he can't stick his neck out for Brad unconditionally. It's a scenario they chatted about long ago, which is also why they trust each other. Historically speaking, Brad does have a way with his magic somehow and has made some impossible group sex happen before. They all went on a vacation once and Brad somehow brought back two porn stars who had never gotten high before and both were eager to try for Brad and they all had a great time. “Ok. I'll take your words. Give me a bubble. Short one preferably. And if I text you that picture you asked for. You have to bring your sling downstairs and set it up. And no jock or underwear under whatever you decide to wear coming downstairs AAAAAND you will wake your boy up. I'd at most give you 30 min to convince him. If you can't fulfill your part of the bargain then your hole is mine to use for the next 48 hours” Brad said then shotgun smoke out of Luke's mouth and made out with him. Luke hesitated for a bit because letting Brad own his hole for 48 hours is no joke. He has fucked Brad far more than Brad has fucked him. He does also know Brad as a top in almost all other scenarios so he has no idea what kind of experience that will be. But the unknown does turn him on and he is rather confident that it won't get to that point because he'd only need to bring Jason downstairs with him. He already knows Jason will do anything to have sex with him again. Nothing a little more smoke couldn't conquer. “Deal but you also have 30 min to send that picture” Luke said and got up to get a bubble from a side table in its hidden compartment in the drawer. Brad took the opportunity to tried sliding his index finger in Luke's ass “Oh damn….I have never been able to slide my finger in just like that. That boy sure opened you up, didn't he? And you still have his babies in you?” Brad licks his finger clean. Luke jumped when Brad slid his finger in then laughed “yeah. He was a surprise so I'm not gonna just treat him like a quick fuck. There's much more I wanna do with him. Here. You have 30 min. After that, I just can't promise I'll still be by my phone after 30 min and if you plan on returning, you have to ask before you do because I do have a guest who may be awake by then so you can't cock block me if you failed. Here's for the stuff” Luke said “but we can maybe still get together but on equal footing but I can't promise anything outside of 30 min” “I like the way you think. There's no one else on this campus I trust more than you because of that.” Brad took an extra big hit from the bong and slowly shotgun it all to Luke and wrapped it up with a quick kiss without causing Luke to exhale the smoke. He then quickly stood up and showed his mushroom head to Luke. Brad said “give me your blessing and be ready for that picture to arrive on your phone. This won't be the last you have of my dick tonight. Mark my words” Luke pulled Brad's shorts up even higher and put half of Brad's shaft in his mouth before start letting out the smoke in his mouth and started sucking on Brad's dick head and licking all around it while it was in his mouth and felt it grow harder and harder in his mouth. He loved the confidence Brad had. It's one of the reasons that makes Brad so irresistible. He knows Brad is at least as big as Jason's. He has bottomed for him a few times in the past but Brad, especially high, can get carried away. If he matches Brad's high, he very well may love that but Brad has always wanted to make him a cumdump, which is something he doesn't want to get into so he has never given Brad free reign over his hole before and Brad has respected his boundaries so far because if he doesn't, Brad knows his uncle will sure make him pay the price. After Luke's thoroughly sucked part of his dick, Brad grabbed everything and the bubble and was eager to head downstairs. “Wait…..do you remember his apartment number “ Brad asked last minute “7010. How the fuck are you going to make a dude who you don't even know is gay or not to get high and worship your cock when you can't remember a simple apartment number” Luke teased him and took a hit from the bong and shot gun it to Brad “That's not where my magic is. I have cock suckers to help me remember that sort of thing… like you” Brad said and followed up with a wink. “See you in 30 min Luke. Oh one more question. Did we ever figure out his name?” “Noah. Don't forget we spoke to him in passing a few weeks ago in case he remembers and you don't” Luke teased Brad “Oh if he remembers that then you've already lost half of the bet mister” Brad said “one more favor to ask you. Do you have a couple cans of beer I can take with me as props?” “Sure but if you g him out. it doesn't count” Luke reminded him “You wanted a picture of him blowing clouds on my cock, don't you? I can't do that if I g him out, can I, dummy?” Brad said “I was just reminding you” Luke said and took a hit from the bong and walked toward Brad who's eager to go on his mission and blew the cloud in Brad's mouth “good luck babe. Your time starts now” Luke pinched Brad's butt, an ass that he has fucked on many occasions before and enjoyed it a lot. He will never say no to fucking that ass again. If Brad wasn't mostly a top like he is, he's sure that the two of them would be fucking every other day, if not, every day already.

THE BIGGEST TOOL Chapter 1: Force of Habit As he felt the rim of the younger guy’s hole snap tight around his cock, he grunted, “Fuck, yeah.” Slowly he slid his meat deeper in between those lush ass mounds, sinking into the guy’s tunnel. It was a long struggle because his dick wasn’t short, and it wasn’t thin. The slim, young blond man under him was struggling to make room for it. He kept the pressure on steadily until the moment when something gave way and he was finally able to sink himself all the way inside, his hip bones resting against his partner’s glutes. He gave the guy another minute to get used to the intruder in his body, and then roused up, lifting his body into the air on his muscled forearms as he began pumping up and down, pulling his cock out and then driving it back in. The bottom twisted and moaned, half in pain and half in ecstasy, as the monster cock plunged into him repeatedly. This youngster was trying harder than some of them did. He really was making an effort to work his hole around the top’s dick of death, but it was a losing battle. He was stretched so far that he couldn’t command his ass muscles to work. The top stud laid himself down along the young blond’s back, tangling his fingers in the longish blond hair and forcing his legs wider apart to give himself more room. In this position, he could pump really hard and fast, building up to a rapid tattoo of loud smacks that roused echoes all through the room. “Fuck, man – it’s so fucking huge. You’re splitting me in two. Porn scenes with dialogue like that are a dime a dozen, but in this case it was at least believable. That massive tool looked like it was almost a third the size of the bottom boy’s entire waist. The bottom was experienced, definitely, and had been plowed by a lot of big dicks, but this one took things into another league altogether. This blond guy wasn’t the first, and he wouldn’t be the last, to say that he felt like he’d lost his cherry all over again after getting his cheeks pried open by that massive ass-splitter. Not that it really mattered. The man plundering his butt was an expert, and he knew exactly how to show his bottoms a good time while getting his own rocks off inside them. Some tops might fake an orgasm from time to time, but this man never did. He was thorough, he was an expert, and he knew exactly how to make his partner cum, as well as making himself cum – and cum on a grand scale. He never let them down He pulled out then, grabbing the bottom and flipping him over with a snarled, “On your back! Now!” The bottom obediently complied, lifting his legs into the air over his head so that his hole was totally visible to the cameras, the gaping opening mercilessly illuminated by the brilliant lights. His mouth was gaping open too, gasping for air after the pounding he’d already taken, while knowing that the worst was yet to happen. The top planted his knees further apart so the cameras would get a clear shot as he leaned down and started pushing his way inside that quivering ass-pussy again. Slowly, but with force, he pushed inch after inch of his enormous tool all the way inside the younger guy’s tunnel. As he resumed his determined fucking, the shadowy figures beyond the reach of the lights watched the scene with a mixture of reactions. The younger ones displayed various degrees of awe – particularly the first-time camera guy whose own cock was out and rock-hard. The reactions ran the gamut from there to the producer, a white-haired veteran of the trade who’d been making porn flicks for nearly half a century. He smiled with satisfaction at the realization that this awesome top man, even after all these years, was the most striking performer he’d ever seen. The pounding strokes were getting harder and harder now, plunging down more forcefully and ripping upwards more sharply. The stud’s breath came in harsh gasps as he took what he wanted, riding hard and deep in the younger man’s ass and getting ready to breed his hole. The younger guy groaned and cried aloud as the pounding reached his limit of endurance. But this too the top understood. He closed his eyes and his mind to all else but the sensation of that widely stretched hole grabbing and stroking his man meat. In just a few more strokes, he roared, “Cumming inside you!” “Fuck, yeah, stud, fill me up!” He drove in, one last ferocious stroke, and then held it there as his shaft shuddered, convulsed, pumped out one massive squirt of sperm after another. After three shots, he pulled out, sprayed the next three over the bottom’s firm round cheeks and throbbing crotch, and then drove back in to pump the last four or five squirts deep into the asshole. Then the bottom grabbed his own tool, yanking on it fiercely for about twenty seconds until it shot a fountain of cum up onto the straining abs of the man who had just bred him. At last it was finished. He drew that long, thick shaft up and out, eyeing (not without a touch of smugness) the slow tidal wave of man cream that poured out of the hole and down the bottom’s taint. He used his cock to scoop it up, and then forced it all back inside the younger guy’s gaping ass – cock, cum, and all. Only then did he lean down and close in to exchange a few kisses with the bottom. After a minute he eased out again, Then, feeling his thighs beginning to strain to hold him steady, he flopped down onto his back, letting his dick fall back down and dribble out the last bits of cum onto his washboard abs. And with that, from the back of the room, a voice called, “That’s a wrap.” The man who had once been Adrian Pennyfather lay there, slowly catching his breath back, as his partner tentatively lifted himself up and off the bed before heading off to the shower to clean himself and soothe his aching, defeated hole. “Be with you in a minute, Sven,” he called after the bottom’s retreating bottom. “Great job – as always!” The producer’s congratulations were heartfelt “Thanks, Mike.” The words were formulaic. He knew that he had given a good performance; he always did. He understood thoroughly that a big dick didn’t make a porn star. It was at least as much a question of attitude, a professional approach to the job to be done. This he had mastered years ago, and it was his attitude and thorough approach to his work, even more than the size of his cock, which had producers and directors lining up to sign him. In a few more moments he’d join Sven in the shower room, helping to ease him down from the intensity of the scene and sympathizing with the sore ass which he had stretched so badly. Right now, though, he was pondering the never-ending mystery of his life. What he didn’t know and just couldn’t ever understand was how the shyest, most timid kid in Exmouth, Nova Scotia, had ended up becoming one of the most famous – make that notorious – and sought-after gay porn top stars of the last twenty years. And why was it that nobody in the porn industry, nobody in the whole wide fucking crazy gay world, could ever seem to figure out – or even seem to care – what it was, what were the kinds of sexual action, that really turned him on Even after he and Sven had towelled off and dressed, and Sven had left, he kept sitting there, pondering it all. Was he really at a crossroads in his life, or was this just his usual “kind of down day” that always set in after a shoot ended? He wasn’t sure. Once again, he found himself pondering the idea of quitting. This whole porn thing had become a matter of habit. It was all an established routine: setting a date, laying off sex for several days beforehand (had to save up a huge load for his legendary money shot), meeting his partner, fooling around for a while to find the bottom’s hot buttons, then the showers, the scene shoot, the familiar stages of sex for the cameras, and finally the explosive money shot – the signature trade mark of every one of his scenes. Then, showers again, hug and kiss, and go home… to what? There it was again. The perennial question he could never solve. What was he going to do, how was he going to live, and above all who was he going to become when he hung up his jockstrap and quit the porn industry, and his porn screen name, for good? For that matter, who was he? Plain and simple – and he still didn’t really know the answer.

Yesterday I went down to the bookstore that has a theater. So I stripped naked and got on a sofa spread my ass I put a blindfold on. The door opens letting a new person in and who started fucking me raw and rough. After he came in me I took the blindfold off and it was the clerk in the store, thin guy. When I first saw him I thought maybe he was poz, even aids not that I cared. A few minutes later another guy came in he stared at me for a while and then he unzipped and fucked me raw. He shot a huge load in my hole. It was dripping down my legs. So I was about to leave and I passed by the clerk who is jerking off and he said he was about to come back in to give me another load and I said sounds great so I went back in the theater and he followed me and this time he shot a huge load in me and was very verbal. So he goes back to his Clark position I get dressed and leave with three loads in my hole. And a smile on my face. No idea status of these guys again not that I care but I love hearing when someone is breeding me that they are poz or toxic.

you're 100% right.... all those factors can make many of us not be who we truly are.... and we have those "urges" until we have them met. but.... I think, as we get older and more comfortable with ourselves.... and simply do NOT give a flying fuck anymore... those factors get push aside and we do more of what we want.... when we want ☺️

As a straight acting married family man, I can definitely identify with this. The switch just turns on, I turn into a total faggot & I need cock, whether it's in my mouth or arse.

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.......

Thanks y'all. This story has a long arc, so I planned quite a few chapters. It starts in 1998 and I'm operating on the premise that the BB party in Chaser is in 2012. As long as y'all still like it, I'll keep going. How It All Began (I Guess) Hi guys, I'm Zach. I'm 18, a senior in high school, 5'10", play soccer and baseball. I'm in pretty decent shape. I go to school on Long Island and live with my brother and my parents. My family is really religious (Jewish) and we go to temple all the time. I'm also gay. But I feel like my head wants to scream "gay, gay, gay, gay, gay" all the time. I'm not out. I can't be. My dad says stuff all the time about the gays not letting him get his work done because they are so gossipy and how they are always so sexual it's no wonder they have diseases. It's really kind of paralyzing. He doesn't ever care that my mom's brother died of AIDS or that my brother and I had a favorite teacher in school, Mr. Bennett who taught English, and he died of AIDS. My brother and I watched him get sicker in school over months and then one day he stopped coming. I cried and cried for a week. He was so handsome and so funny and smart. I'm going to be an English teacher when I grow up because of him. I just know it. But, damn, my dad can be such an asshole. I just really want to walk around the house sometimes or say at dinner, "I'm gay! Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay." But I don't. I'm in the closet to everyone. And of course, I'm a total fucking virgin. 18 and a virgin. Loser. Long Island has millions of people on it, but our world is small. I've grown up playing league sports - soccer and baseball - and going to local public schools, Hebrew school once a week until I was 13, and temple. It's the same group of people. I've known them my whole life. Sometimes people come and go, like my best friend 2 years ago; but mostly it's just the same people. I can't imagine coming out here. My parents would be so ashamed. Ugh. But, all that said, soccer and baseball definitely provide some sexual release. OMG! The guys arms in the baseball uniforms and the legs in soccer shorts. Drool. I've played on the same team with most of these guys since I was little, or went to Hebrew school, or......ok, you get the point. So, it feels weird that I totally perv on them and then go home and jerk off to them. I jerk off to me sucking their dicks and tasting their cum. I jerk off to feeling their bodies and them feeling mine. Eli is my favorite to jerk off too. We play soccer together. We've played together for 10 years. He is not the most popular guy. His brother is in college locally, so he hangs out with his brother's friends a lot and not really with the "group." He has tight curly light brown hair, a hairless body except for a treasure trail and some hair on his ass that I've seen in the shower. Ugh, his smile is so fucking sexy. Things changed with Eli last weekend. We had a great game the other day and Eli's brother was there. He used to play soccer with us. We beat the other team 3-2. It was close and we fought hard to keep the ball down field. We were a fucking sweaty mess when the game ended. There was Eli's brother smiling and cheering. It was great. He came over and said the parents were out of town and let's all do back to their place for pizza. Our parents, of course my dad wasn't there, all said yes and after we all got cleaned up I swear it was like a minivan caravan over to Eli's house. My mom and the other mom's stayed for a bit. Eli's brother opened a bottle of wine for them and then another. What we didn't know is that Eli's brother convinced some of the mom's to let their guys stay over and have beers and watch movies. There were about 10 of us left and Eli's brother when the mom's left. Eli told us our folks said we could stay over. I don't know when the pizza was ordered but it showed up just when our mom's were leaving and they all chipped in for the food - drunken Jewish suburban Long Island ladies looking for money in their purses and talking loudly. It's so embarrassing and so funny. I was sitting between Eli and one of the other guys and we were fucking rolling laughing. Pizza set up in the kitchen, Eli's brother opens the beer fridge. He says we could have beer as long as we stayed at the house. At first we were slow about it and then we were drinking faster. Eli loosened up and so did I. We were laughing a lot. They other guys had basically spread out in a circle in the living room and we played a stupid game of truth or dare for awhile. The most anyone did for a dare was I had to take off my shorts and shirt and stay that way the whole game and a couple of guys made other guys kiss each other. Fuck, that kissing made me hard and I had to cover myself with a pillow. Eli was the last guy to have to kiss another guy and he was told to kiss our goalie - Rich. I was so fucking jealous. I think I turned red and blushed because I felt my body get hot. After that, Eli's brother, Ian, turned on a movie. Boogie Nights. He popped some popcorn and we ate cold pizza. Eli, Rich and I (I wanted to stay close in case they kissed again) went to get more beers. Instead, Eli grabbed some whiskey and we made whiskey and cokes and went back to watch the movie. I was still in my boxers from the game. I couldn't find my clothes yet since the living room was dark. We went back and our seats on the couch were taken. So Rich laid down on the floor and Eli and I sat on the floor leaning our backs on the end of the other couch. We were drinking and our shoulders were touching. I was so crazy horny for Eli that I thought I would stop breathing. I just kept drinking my drink because I wanted to cool down but I didn't know it just made you warmer - I was thinking, "it's got ice in it. it's cold right. it should cool me off." Eli noticed I was empty and he asked if I wanted more. I said sure. He got up and put his hand on my bare shoulder as he stood. His hand felt so soft and nice. Eli came back with the drinks. It's the scene were Dirk shows the Colonel his cock. Eli hands we my drink, sits down right next to me, legs touching, arms touching and leans over and says, "That cock must be huge." I gulp my drink and say yeah. Eli puts his hand between us and I feel his fingers touching my naked thigh just below my boxers. I don't say anything. We watch the rest of the movie. Guys are falling asleep. Ian comes over to Eli, who moves is hand a bit for the first time, and says most of the guys are passed out down here. If there are guys awake once it's over, put them in the family room and the spare bedroom. If you need more space, I can take one of the guys in my room; but you shouldn't. Ian then says to me, "You should feel free to stay in Eli's room." I think Eli and I must've totally blushed. I was a little drunk and I stammered something like, no need. Ian said, "dude you're our guest, no worries." Then, Ian went to bed. We had one more drink and then we finished the movie and with that hot scene seeing Dirk's cock at the end I got hard. Eli, his hand back on my thigh and boxer shorts now, noticed. He smiled. He sent me to clean up in the kitchen a bit and he got the guys all sorted out. He came back in the kitchen as i was throwing out the plates and he said, "Ready for bed?" I said yes and he took my hand and we went upstairs and shut his door. He pulled me to him and kissed me. It was my first kiss from a guy ever. I was so into it. I almost cried. He felt so right. His hands were all over me and I was a bit stunned into inaction. He took off his shirt and put my hands on him. I rubbed my hands all over his shoulders and back and I kissed his neck and chest. As I lowered myself to kiss his chest, he put is hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently down to my knees. I looked up at him and he slid my hands down to the waistband of his shorts. I felt is rock hard cock. I looked Eli in the eyes, hesitated, and pulled is shorts and briefs off. It was Eli's cock. He said, kiss it. I did. He said, open your mouth. I did. He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I said yes. He sat on his bed, spread his legs and i slid my hands over is naked thighs and I literally moaned out loud and I took is cock in my mouth. I didn't really know what I was doing so I tried to blow it at first and he said, no suck it. I changed up and started sucking his cock. This is what I always wanted. I was sucking Eli's cock. It tasted salty and sweaty and like him. I kept at it for a few minutes and he said, "I'm cumming." I didn't stop sucking. I felt him blast in my mouth. I loved it. I kept sucking as I swallowed his load. I wanted it all. He had to push me off and said, "Hey it's sensitive after I cum." He stood me up and slid off my boxers and said turn around. I did. He said you have an amazing ass. I said thanks. He pulled me into bed and played with and stroked my cock and sometimes my ass. We talked about it being my first time. He kissed me and said I was good at it. He asked if I wanted to try something else. I asked what he was thinking and he said fucking. I said, I'm not ready. I've never done that. He kept stroking me and he kissed me a lot. He said, "I guarantee that you will cum if I fuck you." His cock was rock hard again. I was stroking him some. I was scared. He looked at me and kissed me hard. I let him roll me on my back and he reached over to the nightstand for some vaseline. He opened the jar, put some on my dick and on his dick. We stroked together and kissed. Then he pushed my legs open and I spread them. He put some more vaseline on his fingers and started to play with my ass. He kept saying how great an ass I have. The first finger hurt and I lost some of my erection. He stroked and kissed me more as he eased his finger in and out of me. One and then two. I winced at two and he said, "Let me know when two feels good with no pain Zach." In a few minutes, I told him there was no more pain. He added a more vaseline and put a third finger in my ass. I winced again, but then tought of something. Health class! We need water based lube. I asked if vaseline was water based. I said, "We need to use water based lube with condoms." He smirked and said, "Don't worry. We will. I'm just opening you up using this stuff because it works better. The water lube isn't as good for your first time." He was fingering me and stroking me and it made sense. I was stroking is lubed cock. He said, "Tell me wen you want my cock inside you." After a few minutes, I did. I wanted his cock so much. He said, "Do you have a condom?" I said, "Yes! Don't you!" He said, "My mom found my stash this morning before she left and took them. She said we need to have a talk when my parents are back." I said, "That sucks. I have one in my wallet." We both looked at each other, realizing that my shorts were somewhere else in the house. "Fuck!" we said in unison. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and laid on his back. My ass felt empty. We kissed and I knew he was disappointed. So was I. He was more distant now. Not even really touching me for the first time in hours. It felt so lonely there next to him, not talking or touching. I had just done so much and I wanted to do more. I looked at him. He was looking away from me and stroking his cock. I took some more vaseline and started stroking his cock for him. He stopped and looked at me. I got up and straddled him. Our cocks were touching. I started to kiss him again. I never wanted this feeling to go away. He was playing with my ass again and pulled me up his body some so he could finger me. He did and it felt so good having his fingers inside me again. Now there was one or two from both hands. I winced every once in awhile because it was awkward and he was stretching my asshole from both sides. I reached behind me because his cock had slid below me as he was fingering me. I stroked his cock as he fingered me. I put his cock on my ass cheeks as is fingers played with my ass. Eventually I was rubbing his cock on my ass crack and he was stroking my cock. I looked at him and kissed him a lot. Then I rose up and put his uncovered cock on my virgin ass. I sat down and his cock pushed past my first ring. I almost screamed in pain. But I had to hold it because the house was full of our friends. He added more vaseline and I lowered my ass slowly down his uncovered cock. I felt his hair on my ass. I was all the way down. He cock was inside me. I was in a lot of pain. I told him. He said, "The pain will go away, just wait." I kissed him and he stroked me. I started to move to ride his cock. I knew we should be using condoms, but I just wanted him. I didn't care at that point. I started riding more and more until I could hear the bed squeaking, him moaning and me moaning. I was rock hard and loving his cock in me. I loved him. I loved how he made me feel - sexy, wanted, desired, happy. I was getting close. He said he was going to cum. I went to get off his cock. He said, "Let me cum in your ass." I knew it wasn't safe to do that. But I kept riding his uncovered cock. I wanted him so much. He came inside me. I was in heaven. I felt him cum and it spurt in my ass. I kissed him to keep the noise down. I came when he kissed me back and shot all over his abs. I rested that way laying on him for a while, his cock in me, his cum inside me, and I was so happy. In a bit I got off him and we cleaned up and fell asleep in is bed. I was hooked. That felt so amazing.

Paul was about to snap. Seven years in prison can do that to you and the letter he held in his hand had devastated him He was tall and thin, with long ginger hair, soft brown eyes, pale skin and a nice round ass. When he had first arrived here he had been “protected” by the prison’s top dog Tony Santorin, a man with significant influence both inside and outside of the prison’s walls. The price of that protection was Paul’s ass Paul was gay and had been no virgin at the time. Under different circumstances he may have even found Tony attractive. Tony had been there when they had brought Paul in along with several other new inmates on a bus,tp the prison and had inspected them all “This one, he’s a pretty girl” he told the guard and shook his hand, Paul noticed the folded money that passed to the guard with that hand shake. The “pretty girl” comment made him blush but Paul knew that despite his more than ample cock and preference to be on top he came across as feminine to most men. That combination had landed him here in prison but he hadn’t known that yet Paul had been assigned as Tony’s new cell mate. Tony's cell was on the top level and the last in a row. It had been meant to house eight men but Tony and Paul had it all to themselves, It was actually comfortably furnished with a queen sized bed, two large comfortable chairs and a small dining table as well as a shower and toilet area hidden by screens “The warden owes me some favors” was all Tony said when Paul asked how he managed all this Paul could hear a low conversation that he was sure had been timed for his arrival. A good looking blond man had been grabbed as he walked towards the door to Tony’s cell and dragged into the adjoining cell by a huge bruit of a man. What are you doing Sal? You know Tony will have you killed for touching me!” the blond man said in a squeaky, frightened voice “Tony got tired of all your pouting and demands, he doesn’t need you any more, he has a new and far prettier girl now. He gave you to me so get used to being my bitch" a low voice said “I won’t put up with your shit. If you piss me off I will just hand you over to Carl over in Block C. Now get on your knees and show me how grateful you are for my protection. You better convince me you love me and my cock because Block C is just waiting for some fresh meat” A moment later Paul heard the sound of someone gagging and choking for a while followed by grunts of pain and bunk bed springs squeaking accompanied by that same low voice saying “I’m not a gentle lover like Tony. I like it to hurt so moan for me butch” and so on as the blond man adjusted to his new reality and moaned loudly “Block C must be terrible” Paul thought with a shudder That night he didn’t fight or protest when Tony took him to bed. He did his best to please the man in every way he could. Paul was no fool Tony was a gentle lover but when you are that hung you almost have to be, Paul had been tied up and brutally fucked by five well hung guys and not been as sore as he was the next day He had thought he would not be there long because he was innocent of the embezzlement charges that had been brought against him. Millions of dollars had vanished without a trace on his watch but Paul had no idea how. A few months later, when the court of appeals declined his case, his last hope had died Another blow came when his husband Martin had come for a visit. He had given Martin temporary guardianship of his three sons as their mother was dead Bobby was 11, Mike was 10 and Marc was 9. They all were the spitting image of their dad with his hair, eyes and build. The way things were set up, if he was still in prison then his oldest Bobby would get full custody of his younger siblings when he turned 18. Martin was just a temporary guardian. The money he had inherited from his father a couple years ago made it no burden to take care of the three boys and as Paul had no other living blood relatives. There had been no real choice “I came to tell you I am filing for divorce. Don’t worry. I will take care of the boys. They should not suffer because of you” Martin had told him Paul knew that while the boys adored their “Uncle Martin” that the man he had married was just fond of them. He didn’t like kids in general but was a good enough actor that the boys never caught on that he had tolerated them to be with Paul “I hope you appreciate the favor I am doing for you” Martin said “I could just walk away and let the foster care system take them” The divorce had been finalized quickly, all Paul cared about was that his kids were taken care of so he didn’t fight it. Tony got tired of him after a couple years and he was passed down the line of his lieutenants but eventually he found out just how bad Block C really was Carl Anderson was a large, hugely muscled, brutal looking, bald man who ruled Block C with a combination of brute force and by lending out “his boys” to men who pleased him He kept Paul as his personal bitch when he got to Block C The first thing he had made Paul do is kneel and kiss the head of his huge, vein covered, uncut cock while he ran a finger around the tattoo on his stomach. The tattoo looked evil, a biohazard symbol dripped what looked like cum mixed with blood onto the words “The Gift” written in a toxic green shade Carl smirked when he saw Paul’s eyes widen “That’s right pretty boy, kiss the cock that is going to give you HIV, worship it, open up those lips and suck it so it gets nice and hard for your first breeding” the man whispered in a surprisingly silky, sultry, sexy voice Carl put a hand behind his head and forced that toxic cock into his mouth while his other hand found his nipple and twisted with cruel fingers. Paul’s cock got rock hard despite the fear running through his mind When Carl was fully hard he forced Paul onto his back in the middle of his cell’s floor and then noticed Paul's rock hard cock that was almost as big as his own “Someone wants my gift I think” He smirked as he got between Paul’s legs and lifted them to his shoulders “Well want it or not I’m going to give it to you” and with that he pushed in balls deep Paul writhed in pain, Carl had the largest cock he had ever taken, even bigger than Tony's and the man gave him no time to adjust. Within seconds Carl was fucking him so hard that his huge, low hanging, lemon sized balls were swinging up to smack his ass crack with every thrust As Carl shredded his hole with his toxic fuck stick Paul’s cock dripped pre, the violent fucking he was getting was making it fly all over, some pf it even hitting him in the face “Here it comes, pretty boy! Here comes my viral seed to knock you up! I know you want it bad and I’m giving it to you. Take my poz load” Carl grounded then he leaned down and kissed Paul as hi fired ropes of HIV tainted cum into the neg man’s defenseless ass Paul’s cock twitched violently as he came without touching himself and they lay together kissing and trying to catch their breath. Carl fucked him twice more before he finally let Paul up Carl was fucking him four and five times a day for the next few weeks and when Paul got sick foru weeks from their first fuck, Carl had him moved to his cell and took care of him himself until he felt better The men of Block C were a little surprised as Carl had never shared a cell with anyone before. He kept Paul with him and fucked him constantly but the guys assumed it would be over soon when Carl resumed breeding every new boy who came to the Block They found out how wrong they were when one idiot asked for Paul as a reward for a favor he had done Carl The man spent the next week in the hospital Block after Carl beat the hell out of him. No one ever asked for Paul’s services again Paul grew to care for Carl, even love him, and as much as the situation allowed they were a couple “If I was ever going to get out of here I would marry you” Carl whispered in his ear as he held Paul one dark night “You were the first man who ever wanted my gift and I fell in love with you right then and there” Carl had three life sentences for his crimes. Paul never asked what he had done. he didn’t want to know “I would be honored to marry you if we could” he whispered back. Paul had grown to love this man slowly as he had opened up and let Paul see his gentle soul inside No one knew that sometimes when the lights were out that Carl would sometimes quietly bottom for Paul beneath the covers, They would spoon and pretend to be asleep as Carl pushed back on Paul and they gently rocked until Paul shot off inside his lover, then Carl would roll over and kiss him till they fell asleep Unlike Carl, Paul came up for parole every two years after his 4th year inside. He was denied at 6 years and Carl consoled him though he didn’t really seem that upset himself. Paul knew Carl wanted to keep him there A year later a letter arrived from his oldest son Bobby who had never written him before. It read: Dear Dad; I’m sorry I have never written before. Uncle Martin said you didn’t want to hear from us and that you didn’t love us anymore. I believed him just like I used to believe everything he said. He was so great with us and always took good care of me and my brothers. That all changed for me when I turned 18 a few months ago He took me out for dinner on my birthday and said it was a date. I thought he was joking because he knows I am straight but he wasn’t. He told me I now had custody of my two brothers because you had set it up that way. He said that he could legally just throw mw out and Mike and Marc would have to go with me Marc has some health issues and his medications are expensive. Uncle Martin said if he throws us out he will also remove us from his health insurance. I have never even had a part time job. Without Uncle Martin I would not have a penny and I could not take care of my them I’m not well liked in this town. I have kind of been a bully and an asshole to most of the people here, Uncle Martin never punished me or even corrected me. He never made me do my school work so I barely graduated. I don’t think anyone here would hire me and if I move II have to take Mike and Marc with me Uncle Martin says since we are not blood related that he is going to make me marry him, He says once we are married he’s going to start fucking me, That I will be his wife and slave Dad, he has HIV and he says he is going to get me pregnant with it. Even worse, he’s going to force Mike to be his slave on his 18th birthday and then infect him too. Mike is as straight as I am but he loves Marc so Uncle Martin can force him the same way he is forcing me He says he will take Marc as a slave as well when he turns 18. That’s been his plan since he married you, he says but you would not be dominated by him. You would not give him control, so he framed you for embezzlement. He didn’t inherit money, he stole it and made sure you took the blame. He’s doing his best to make sure you never get paroled as well He says as feminine as you were, you should just have accepted that you were meant to be his bottom and salve but you insisted on an equal relationship and even wanted to fuck him so he decided to get rid of you and enslave your sons when they got old enough. He’s crazy but what can I do? Marc has to have those medications for his Asthma or he could die. He also needs that EpiPen thing for his allergies Uncle Martin makes me dress in tight clothes he says are sexy and makes sure lots of people see us kissing in public. No one approves and someone even tried to have us arrested but the cop said we are not blood related and there is nothing illegal about what we are doing as long as we are both consenting adults The wedding is next week and I’m scared, dad. I’m even more frightened for my brothers. I can’t think of a way out of this, And Uncle Martin says he will throw us out if I warn them. Please write me back, Just knowing you still love me wll help, It hurt so much when Uncle Martin said you didn’t anymore. Send any replies to my friend’s house at the address listed below I love you dad Bobby Paul stared at the letter for a few moments then began to cry. Someone noticed and yelled “Hey Carl, your little sissy boy is crying” Carl was there in less than a minute. He paused and looked at a couple of his men “Take care of that asshole” he snarled and another idiot spent a week in the hospital Block You may not think that guys in prison, most of them career criminals would give a damn about a jail house romance but what Carl and Paul had was the envy of many of these men, Not the pm'y sex but the love and companionship they shared “What’s wrong baby?” Carl said sitting on the bed and putting those massive arms around him Pau showed him the letter and Carl gave a low whistle after he finished reading it Those are MY sons! He is claiming MY SONS as his slaves and there is not a damn I can do about it because I'm stuck in here" “We will figure something out Baby” Carl said. He had an idea but the cost would probably be so high he didn’t know if he could bring himself to do it. It also meant loosing the man he loved forever and Carl wondered if he could face life without his Paul **************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Bobby’s Wedding and Honeymoon Scanbu

When my body is ready to be fucked, I find that I become very different mentally from when I’ve just recently been bred. Mind you, my insatiable ass means that switch gets flipped at the drop of a waistband, but if any time has passed in which I have to go without, it’s like my blood starts boiling. The longer it goes, the more in-heat I feel, and the more willing I become to do just about anything to take a cock. Inhibitions melt like butter, caution flutters away like a moth in a hurricane, modesty and dignity cease to have any meaning. Once I’ve been serially bred, it all calms down somewhat (I always end up wishing for just one more cock) and I kind of think, Damn - what was I doing? Not remorse or anything, just a little surprise that I would descend so far into depravity, or that I let so many men utterly degrade me. It doesn’t last, of course, the fire never goes out under my pot, so it’s inevitably going to come to a boil again sooner rather than later. Right now, I’m so in heat I can almost see the fuck-me waves rising off me. (I use ‘in heat’ to describe me because I feel as though ‘horny’ is connected to cock, and my readiness is all about my cunt - I’m literally a bitch in heat.) Does anyone else experience this kind of back-and-forth?

I agree completely with thus commentary. Condoms hurt and turn me off. I get no pleasure just a rubbed feeling. When I get fucked raw the feeling of skin on skin and the stimulation in my prostate makes for great sex.

When you are a size queen like me, you just cant say no to a big cock-- not even a toxic one that might give you HIV. Now I'd been barebacking for awhile, but i aleays looked for neg guys-- or at least guys who lied and said they were neg. But its hard to find negative barebackers- and i really like raw cock. Well, i found this one guy's profile on BBRT enticing, so I started chatting with him. His profile said he was "huge and uncut"-- so I just had to find out more! His profile also said "ask me" under status. Of course he was Poz--- but he also proclaimed to have a 9x7 piece of meat. We chatted off and on for a few months anD exchanged pics, there was always some reason not to hook up-- besides my overall fear of him being positive an having a cock that would rip me open. One night, after I had a few beers, I found myself on BBRT and feeling incredibly horny for a fuck. And big cock stud was on. And he IM'd me. Him: you lookin? Me: yeah. I need to get fucked bad Him: you finally gonna let me breed that sweet hole? Me: will you go easy on me? Him: yeah-- I know I'm big. Don't worry Him: and you're ok with Poz? Me: would you pull out if I asked? Him: yeah- I can cum either way Me: yeah, I think we should do this Him: can we film it? Just for us. I like to rewatch my fucks later Me: as long as you don't post the video anywhere Him: cum on over. Bring poppers He gave me the address which was only a couple miles away. And soon I found myself knocking on his door. I was met by a thin, wiry daddy guy, in his 50's and a bit shorter than me. He ushers me in and leads me to his basement which could best be described as seedy. Ratty carpet, bad panelling, a threadbare plaid sofa, empty liquor bottles and full ashtrays everywhere. We go to the couch and sit. I'm nervous as hell, but the porn is playing and it gives me something to watch. Seeing my hesitation, he pulls off his shorts... Holy fuck. That cocknof his flopped out and I was mesmerized. It was every bit as impressive in person. Moreso actually. Thick as my wrist, especially in the middle, with all this extra foreskin hanging off the tip. He was also flopping yo about mid-thigh And he wasn't even fully hard yet! "Why don't you suck it for starters?" he suggests. I knelt and tried to work that monster as best I could, but at my best I could only fit about half of it in my mouth. So I mainly concentrated on his skin-- tonguing it for all I was worth. Pretty soon he was all full mast and so was I. "You ready to get the fuck of your life?" I nodded yes. He led me over to his desk area and his computer. He fired up the computer's camera and started recording. Then he pushed me down and had me suck some more and get him good and hard and wet. While I sucked he talked up a storm-- giving me feedback, telling me how it felt, what to do. Then he asked me if my ass was ready. He stood me up and squirted lube on his massive cock, then he had me lube my ass. He spun me around and had me brace against the panelled wall while he rubbed his fat cock head against my crack. "You might wanna hit them poppers about now," he suggested. So I did. My alcohol buzz mixed with the fresh poppers sent me soaring and the next thing I knew he was using short quick thrusts to work his head into my ass. It felt in-fucking-credible! While he slowly worked deeper, he kept up a steady litany of "Yeah, open that ass up-- take my big ol Poz cock in that pussy!". Stuff like that. I kept hitting the poppers hard, but it didn't help much when he got to the thickest part of his tool. "Whoa! Damn that's thick-- I can't take it all," I told him. "Okay," he said, then he grabbed my hips and shoved violently into my hole. I screamed in pain and tried to get away, but he had me pinned to the wall by that giant prong of his. I know I was whimpering a lot, but he didn't care. He told me to just do more poppers. "I know it hurt- but it was for the best. Trust me, yours wasn't the first tight ring I've had to bust. Besides, When I promised you the fuck of your life, I kinda meant of your death too." And then he started really fucking me. Okay, I admit the pain of him ripping past by sphincter sucked, but what his cock did inside my body was nothing short of amazing. The fat part of his cock steamrolled my prostate with every thrust, and the knob of his cockhead kept popping up into my Colon with every thrust. I could feel him poking so deep in me-- deeper than any cock or toy had ever been. It hurt... Deliciously. "Yeah boy! Take that Poz cock! Wrecking your guts with my dick of death! You love taking this Poz meat, doncha boy?" And I did. He probably drilled me for about 15 or 20 minutes solid- and by the end I was fully bent over, bracing my hands on that wall and pushing back into him. And he was fucking me with every inch-- coming out just so the head was in, then slamming back in. My cock was drooling precum everywhere. "What's your status, boy? You neg?" "Yes sir," I managed to get out between grunts. "You know I'm Poz, right?" "Yeah..." "Well, I'm getting close, boy-- where you want my load?" The poppers and alcohol (and the amazing cock) had done their trick. "Don't stop fucking me!" I heard myself beg. "Well Here it cums boy! Here it.... Fuuuuuuuuuck yeah! Breeding your neg cunt with my toxic seed! Take my dirty load bitch!" When he started shooting, he planted his cock as hard and as deep as he could. He also had one of those spongier cocks that really swells and pulses as it cums, so I felt every shot of his venom jizz up inside my colon. Then I came-- all over the panelling and that nasty carpet. I didn't even touch myself, my orgasm just... Happened. He stayed inside me for a few minutes, slowly thrusting and withdrawing his meat. Working his load into my guts. Which is exactly what he said while doing it. Eventually he did what felt like the longest pullout I have ever felt, and his dong popped out with a wet plop. Them he turned off the video and we cleaned up and got dressed. He showed me bits of our "movie"--- damn, it WAS hot seeing that much cock wrecking my butt! He promised to email me a copy for my enjoyment. "And this is just for us, right? No posting online?" "Don't worry," he told me. A couple weeks later I got sick-- and I knew. Sure enough, my next HiV test confirmed it. I Tried looking For big cock daddy online, but I almost never saw him on. I emailed several times, but months went by and I never got that copy. Evidently it was "too big" to email. And when he was online, we could never find a time to repeat the fuck do I could get a disc. Then one day I got an email from an acquaintance of mine (a friend of a good friend) and I though "how unusual" for him to contact me. In his email he sent me a video link and said I should watch it. It was for some bugchaser or bug share website.... My heart stopped. Damn if it wasn't our video, right out there in the public domain. You could see my face, me sucking his cock, me taking hom raw... I sorta freaked out a bit, to be honest. Then I watched the whole thing while jacking off. It a fucking hot clip! He had edited it down some for time, but you could hear me basically beg him for his toxic load and then there he was knocking me up with it. Evidently lots of guys liked it because it got a 5 star review and had been watched several thousand times. Plus there were comments posted like "I love how that bugchaser begged for you to breed his cunt!". Stuff like that. Although the site where the video was originally posted is gone, I still run into our video now and again on dirtier sites. And it always reminds me of the fuck of my life. And my death.

I resent anyone who lives outside of SW Florida, better known as "Heaven's Waiting Room". Filled with retirees, an almost "police state" atmosphere, where most of the "fun" bars are gone. Yes there are hook up sites and apps, but what better way to live then to walk out your front door and go to your local watering hole/fuckjoint for some good old fashioned fun. I am so jealous of guys who can ride public transportation after 7 pm at night. I miss the nights of riding home on the subway at 2 am, always making sure I am in the car with the policeman and his dog in case I nodded off. Oh how I envy you - those in NYC, Philly, San Fran (I walked there), and assorted other places where I could be a total pig and stumble home without fear of being arrested. Now I know members will say MOVE!, pull up all your roots and go north you middle aged man, but I have doctors and COMMITMENTS (God help me) that I just can't walk away from. You can tell it's Friday, I am already filled with jealousy. Have fun you lucky fellow BZ members..... Note: I am sorry I just became unhinged in this thread, I don't know why, something to do with a guy who had moved and talked about how wonderful was to live in different areas. Sorry to go off track...

LOVE it! It makes me focus on the sensations. I pay closer attention to his breathing and how his dick responds to my hole. Does THIS make him harder? Does THAT makes him pick up tempo. Learning how he wants it and then giving it to him! Love darkrooms and gloryholes as well - but that's more cause I love not knowing who's breeding me!

Always like to do it to a cock coming out of any arse!

Very true, "not my type" or "I wasn't into his look" is kinder. No need to put down someone else's desires

A btm with a blindfold can focus more on his tops cock.

how about saying, inistead of 'ugly,' either 'not attractive' or 'unattractive.' we do not need any more of this name calling.

Been letting men use me forever. They could be old (REALLY old like in their 80s!), fat, gross, whatever. My pleasure is derived in the act of submission to an older man.

I'm finding the best gay men are either in their thirties or are older. Experiences make a man sexier. Give me an older man any day.

Repurposing and updating an older story I wrote for agaysex.com back in the early 00's under a different pen name. ---- It was a Saturday night and Thomas was browsing the internet looking for a potential hookup. Being a Bi 25 male in a live-in mf relationship made hard for him to capitalize on his carnal desires for male to male action. So when opportunities arose he wanted to take advantage of it. His girlfriend was visiting her parents for the weekend, and Thomas found himself immediately logging into his favorite hookup app and began searching for dick as she left. He had wasted most of his afternoon browsing. Sending messages to "active" users he found interesting, but he wasn't getting any responses back. Thomas was the definition of an otter. Average looks with an average body that carried a little weight to on a slim frame. He was pretty proud of his cock sitting in at 7" in length with a nice thick 5" girth. A cock that was too much for most women, and always caught male bottoms off guard. Thomas was skilled top and regularly pushed bottom past the second sphincter. His ass wasn't large but he kept it in shape with regular squats and lunges at the gym. As Thomas reloaded the active user page. He was starting to think that the night would end up unsuccessful, but wanted to give it one last try. Who knows, maybe something changed in the last 15 minutes? That's when he came across a pair of profiles that caught his attention. Both online, and both seemingly in the same place. Their profile descriptions states they were a couple who looking to play with a potential third. Thomas had only experienced a mmm threesome once before, and the thought of getting spit roasted caused his cock to tingle with excitement. Thomas eagerly sent out a messages to both profiles and unlocked his private pics. He asked if they felt up for some fun and that he was more than excited by the idea of playing with both. It wasn’t long before Thomas heard the familiar chime of a new message coming to his inbox and he was greeted with a message from Fred. Fred was in his late thirties, with a caramel skinned dad bod, goatee, and shaved head. Fred carried with him a thick curved uncut cock with a plump sack hanging low. Curiously, above his crotch was the tattoo of a scorpion. Thomas had never seen that before. "Probably a horoscope thing." he thought. Fred's partner Mitch was a bearish white man in his mid forties. Clean shaven, parted brown hair, and a stout and thick cock. Mitch seemed to be the bottom in the relationship as he also had his big bear ass on display in his photos. Based on the position he took, Mitch was very flexible. Thomas loved that in a man. Both had their status listed as "Ask Me" in their profile. In reading that, Thomas thought it was great they wanted to have a conversation about status. Thomas opened the message from Fred. "Hi there, thanks for the message. I'm Fred. My husband Mitch I are definitely looking for a third to join us for some fun tonight. Interested?" Thomas' cock tented in the loose jersey shorts he wore around his apartment. He had been looking all night, and he finally hooked a big one. He quickly replied. "I'm Thomas, nice to meet ya. That sounds awesome. I'm actually ready to meet up when you are. So let me know when and where." He couldn't hit send fast enough. He then waited, what felt like hours in the mere moment it took for Fred to reply. "That's great. This is our address. Let us know your eta?" Thomas copied the address and looked up a route in a hurry. Fred and Matt were a little under thirty minutes south of where Thomas lived. "Be there in the next hour?" Thomas replied. "See you then." was Fred swift response. Thomas was flushed with blood. Heart pumping. The overwhelming excitement about what he was going to experience made him shake a little. It had been three years since Thomas was with another man let alone two, and his desire for cock has been going crazy as of late. He was finally going to get some cock, and he couldn't think of better circumstances. Thomas put on a T-shirt, some shorts, his best pair of boxers, and jumped into his Honda Civic. As he put the keys into the ignition his cock swelled. He rubbed his crotch as he drove to edge himself. Thomas arrived at the house 20 minutes later and approach the door. After ringing the door bell, he looked down to see his dick still straining against his shorts. The edging he had done during on the ride over created a familiar damp spot as his cock oozed precrum. As the door opened, Thomas was greeted by the handsome olive skinned man, Fred. Fred warmly invited Thomas into his home and introduced me to his lover Mitch. Whatever nerves Thomas felt about coming quickly faded. The three talked for a little bit in Fred & Mitch's impressive home to learn a bit about each other. Fred was an Optometrist, and Mitch was finishing up his time as a Major in the Air Force. As the three continued the conversation into the living room. They sat down on the couch, with Fred and Mitch sitting closely on each side of Thomas. As they got comfortable, Fred asked a little bit more about Thomas. "So you're Bi and currently living with your girlfriend?" Fred asked. "Yeah we moved in together after college. It's helped a lot with expenses." Thomas replied adding "She's out for the weekend." "I use to be Bi as well." Mitch said adding, "went through a few divorces until I realized how much more I liked dick and was only staying married cause of my job in the military. Turns out, there's plenty of closeted men looking for their nut on base." As Mitch spoke he placed his hand across Thomas and began rubbing Fred's crotch. As he got to the note about other closeted men, his grasp moved from Fred's crotch to Thomas'. "Your profile also says 'neg.' Is that right?" Fred asked, there was a twinkle in his eye that Thomas didnt quite catch. He was too distracted by Mitch's playing with his cock through his sorts. "Y-yeah." Thomas stammered out. "Excellent. We only play bare. I hope that isn't a problem?" Fred asked. Thomas was in heat, and didn't really process the question with the same level of scrutiny he would behind a screen. He remembered that the Status listed on Frank's and Mitch's profile listed "Ask Me." So this was them broaching the topic, cause they were also neg, right? These men were handsome, obviously took care of themselves, and had a very nice home. What was the worse that could happen? "No problem at all." Thomas said. As he confirmed his willingness, Fred leaned in for a kiss. Thomas moaned a little as their lips met, and Mitch gave his crotch a little squeeze. Thomas' lips parted, and Fred took his cue to thrust his tongue inside. They kissed deeply, and when they separated Fred turned to Mitch and kissed him just as passionately. Mitch then kissed Thomas and soon all three men were face to face crossing swords with their tongues. Thomas reached out to each of their dicks as they made out. He felt up Fred's long cock and Mitch's thick tool. Thomas own cock was being loosened from his shorts as the men slowly peeled away Thomas' clothes. Mitch worked his hands under Thomas' shirt and began tweaking Thomas' nipples. As Thomas' shirt went over his head, Fred got up from the couch and suggested Mitch and he escort their naked prize to their bedroom. As Thomas climbed onto the bed, the other two stripped down bare and joined him on the king size mattress that dominated the room. Thomas made a comment about his luck being between the pair and soon Fred was back to making out with the 25 year old. Thomas felt Mitch moving down his body and began sucking and slurping on Thomas' cock. As Mitch sucked, Fred played with Thomas' nipples. Flicking, squeezing, biting, and licking between sloppy kiss after sloppy kiss. Thomas' passion ascended at the skilled work the pair was doing. He let out a soft moan as Mitch continued to run the length of Thomas' dick with his expert tongue, taking care to lap it across the velvet texture of Thomas' scrotum. They continued like that for a while, Fred and Thomas exploring each other’s mouths and caressing their bodies while Mitch continued to service their cocks. Mitch didn't want to stop sucking Thomas' cock, but he also wanted some attention on his own. So he moved onto his back and asked Thomas to tend to his thick hard dick too. Thomas obliged and moved on top of Mitch into the 69 position and quickly swooped in to take Mitch's fat cock in his mouth. As Thomas moved his head into position, he noticed Mitch also had the same scorpion tattoo Frank had. "Must be a couple thing." Thomas thought has he brought his mouth down onto Mitch's thick tool. The taste of dick was something Thomas had been missing for a while, and he forgot just how smoothly a cock can glide itself in and out of a wet hole. Whatever previous worries Thomas may have had about “getting rusty” were quickly thrown out the window as he feverishly sucked Mitch off. Mitch responded in kind shoving Thomas' cock deeper into his mouth. He accomplished this by grabbing Thomas' ass and pushing his face deeper into Thomas' crotch. As Mitch sucked Thomas' cock and massaged his ass, Frank had come from behind and began rimming Thomas' exposed hole. Thomas loudly with Mitch's thick member in his mouth. The pleasure Thomas was feeling from Franks expert tongue was sending him whirling. Thomas took Mitch's dick deeper and deeper down his throat until he chocked on it in his excitement. This almost pushed Mitch past the breaking point and he quickly popped his dick out of Thomas' mouth to cool it down. Mitch's load was destined for Thomas' naive hole, and Mitch knew better than to waste a drop of his tainted seed. Frank loved fucking a sloppy hole, and the couple planned to spend the night filling Thomas up with their charged loads until it seeped from every orifice. Fred had been doing work on Thomas' hole all the while, probbing his tongue in and out. Lightly biting the rim of Thomas' sphincter. Probing the loosening hole with his fingers. Even giving the insides a little scratch here and there. Thomas loved all of it, and Frank was more than happy to continue priming his hole for total saturation. Once Thomas' hole started to hold its gape, Frank decided it was time to tease Thomas' hole with his leaking rod. Frank wanted Thomas begging for his cock, and he started with some light taps on Thomas' ass checks with his member. Thomas felt the thudding against his rear, his hole puckering with each hit. Frank continued rubbing the tip of his head around, and would give Thomas the occasion slap on the ass. "I think he's ready." Frank declared. Mitch got out from under Thomas. His thick cock covered in spit and throbbing. He came around to Thomas' hole and Frank moved to Thomas' front presenting his uncut cock. Thomas needed no encouragement and began sucking Frank's dick like a natural. Mitch watched as Thomas' head bobbed up and down on Franks cock making lewd slurping and sucking sounds. The motion of the blowjob made Thomas ass move back and forth as well enticing Mitch to shove his dick into the wanting hole. Mitch stuck a finger in, and soon Thomas was fucking himself on that finger as he sucked off Frank. With his free hand Mitch grabbed his PA and fastened it onto his member. He pulled his finger out of Thomas so he could finish fastening the thread of the piercing, and was happy to see the hole wasn't closing quickly. It was loose enough for the fucking to come. Thomas continued to messily suck Franks cock, spit dribbling down the sides of his mouth. He was becoming a cock pig, and soon the couple was going to turn him into a pregnant cum pig. Even if he didn't quite understand the true extent of the phrase. Thomas noticed Mitch's finger was no longer in this hole, but it wasn’t long before he could feel the pressure of Mitch's cock at the entrance. The tip felt colder, but he didn't put much thought into it. It was probably a dollop of lube, after all. Mitch gave Thomas' hole a few slaps with his cock. The PA glistening in the light of the bedroom. Slowly, he began pressing the head of his cock into Thomas hole. Mitch hadn't lubbed yet, and that was all part of the plan. As his cock started to snag on the anal walls of Thomas' sphincter, Mitch spit into the hole and on his cock to help guide his thick tool in. Thomas felt the mass pushing into his body, and paused sucking Franks cock in reaction. Pausing, however, was not an option as Frank grabbed the back of Thomas' head and held his jaw to being face fucking him. Thomas felt a bit of pain as Mitch's thick tool expanded his hole, and there was this extra sensation at the front of the push that Thomas couldn't describe. It felt amazing though. Mitch wanted to mess up that hole, but he also didn't want to kill the mood by inflicting too much pain on someone with so little experience. So he took his time expanding and priming Thomas' tight ass. Once he bottomed out, he held his cock in place, flexing it inside of Thomas hole. Thomas was now being spit roasted by the two men and his own cock was fully erect and leaking. He could barely think, the sheer ecstasy of the moment clouded his thoughts. His vision blurred. He only existed as a sex sleeve for Frank and Mitch in this moment. Having sensed Thomas will and hole could accommodate the fucking to come, Mitch withdrew his cock a moment to apply more lube. As he withdrew he saw a bit of blood on the shaft of his cock. Mitch smiled and looked up and Frank who met Mitch's smile with his own. They were going to knock Thomas up tonight. The feeling of Mitch's dick exiting was relieving, but Thomas was beginning to miss the sense of being filled up from inside. Sensing this longing, Mitch finished applying his lube applied he dived back in, this time reaching deeper with more ease. Mitch's cock wasn't long enough to push past the sigmoid colon, but he sure as hell could hit its seal to weaken the barrier for when Franks cock was ready for a turn. Thomas let out a low moan as he continued to get face fucked by Fred’s cock and his ass battered by Mitch. The fucking Mitch was giving Thomas was getting harder and faster. Thomas' hole hugged the girth of Mitch's cock like a vice. Each thrust dragged Mitch's PA stud along the inner walls of Thomas asshole. When the PA hit his prostate, Thomas' cock would spasm emitting another globule of precum from the tip. Thomas' body was on fire. This was becoming the best sex he has had in his life. Why was he repressing himself from experiencing total sexual satisfaction by denying his true nature? Mitch grabbed Thomas by the hips and lifted his upper body while keeping his ass in position. As Thomas reclined into the embrace of Mitch, Frank saw the trail of precum stretching from the small pool in the bed up to the tip of Thomas now exposed and displayed cock. The cock bounced and wiggled in the air as Mitch continued to plow Thomas' ass. Frank instinctively licked his lips imaging the taste he'll soon have of Thomas' leaking cock. Frank moved to a nearby nightstand and opened a drawer, pulling out a small brown bottle with a red cap. He moved in front of Thomas and locked eyes with him. Frank took the bottle, opening the lid and placing it under his nose. He inhaled deeply, switched nostrils and inhaled again. Frank then help the bottle under Thomas' nose. "Breathe it into each of your nostrils and hold it until you can't no more." Mitch whispered behind him. Mitch slowed his fucking to just the smallest thrusts so that Thomas could sniff the bottle. Thomas did as instructed. He wasn't sure what the bottle was, and it smelled like Isopropyl Alcohol. When he finished he held is breath and Frank helped Mitch take some hits as well. Frank exhaled and capped the bottle, tossing it aside on the bed. He knealed, lowering his head, raising his ass, and extending his tongue out to lick under Thomas seeping cock. Frank's eyes looked up at Thomas' reddening face, and Frank began slowly teasing and sucking Thomas cock his. Thomas exhaled and so did Mitch, who never stopped pumping his meat into Thomas' hole. The rooms filled with the smells of warmed Amyl Nitrate. Mitch began playing with Thomas nipples, and licking the nape of his neck. Frank's eyes glazed over as he deep throated Thomas cock. Mitch's fucking became focused and purposeful as Thomas' hole warmed and slacked, losing all of its resistance. The three men moan and groaned like dogs in heat as the rush hit. Thomas was drooling. Vision hazed. Ears Ringing. His nipples, cock, and hole felt as if they were a single entity. Each tweak of his nipple made his cock twitch in Frank's mouth. Mitch's groin was flush against Thomas's widening hole. Thier bodies only separating as Mitch thrust his hips rhythmically in and out of Thomas' ass. Each thrust from Mitch pushed Thomas' cock deeper into Franks mouth. Three bodies melded into one sexual unit. Mitch licked up and down Thomas' neck and ears. Biting and tugging on his lobes. "How's that cock feel, boy?" Mitch growled. Thomas could only moan in response. "Yeah I bet. You cant wait to become a cumdump for your Daddies." Mitch replied. The mention"Daddies" made Thomas' cock and hole twitch. Mitch continued, "Your Daddies are carrying a special gift in our loads. A special gift for our special, boy. Do you want your gift?" "Gift?" Thomas thought, but the haze made it hard to think clearly. "Gift = cum. I want cum." Was the extent he could put together. "Cum in me!" Thomas found himself shouting. "Give me your load, Daddy!" Mitch squeeze Thomas' nips and pulled Thomas body into his. He began to buck and spasm, grunting loudly as he began to shoot his load deep inside the now cock crazed Thomas. Thomas could feel Mitch's cock expand and contract as it impregnated him. Mitch kept his cock in and slowly milked it using Thomas ass. Mitch would make sure every last drop was going into the hole. Frank had moved to Mitch's side and watched as his lover slowly extracted his cock from Thomas hole. In exit, some of Mitch's cum dribble out but Frank used his cock to catch it as he switched places with Mitch. Thomas moved to his back lifting his legs and exposing his hole. Frank wasted no time and thrusted his curved cock into Thomas' freshly fucked and seeded hole. Thomas had to adjust to the curve, but once he did Frank entered fully. Frank didn't have Mitch's girth, but his length pushed even deeper shoving Mitch's spunk deeper into Thomas. Frank grabbed Thomas legs to use as a counter brace and began fucking. Frank's thrusts were different from Mitch as he took long strokes in and out of Thomas. The head would often come fully out and Frank would plunge himself back in. Thomas was thankful in hindsight that Mitch went first. It would have been harder to withstand Frank's anal assault if his ass wasn't already widened and loosened. As Frank fucked Thomas' brains out. Mitch moved to Thomas' exposed cock, balls, nips, and belly. Mitch moved his hands across Thomas body as Frank railed away. Occasionally Mitch would stop and give a suck or lick of each part he was massaging. The pair made an excellent team as one ran interference while the other went on offense, so to speak. Frank placed Thomas' legs on his shoulders. Hands firmly on each of Thomas' cheeks. He looked directly into Thomas eyes. "Ready for your second load, slut?" Frank asked without exactly asking. Thomas nodded, not breaking eye contact. Frank hammered away reaching even deeper inside Thomas than before. Waves of pleasure coursed through Thomas' body as his hole gave way to Frank's pleasures. Mitch laid next to them watching his lover went to town. With a few extra thrusts, Thomas felt Franks cock explode. As if they had planned it Mitch then began feverishly sucking on Thomas' cock. The expansion of Fred’s dick was overwhelming as he began to cum shooting streams of cum inside Thomas whose dick also swelled climaxed inside Mitch's skilled mouth. Mitch never lifted his head and sucked down each burst of Thomas neg cum. The post orgasm pleasure subsided and Frank withdrew from Thomas. He moved back to the nightstand and produced a but plug from the drawer. He put it inside Thomas and smiled saying "We don't want to waste your gift now do we?" Thomas just nodded, trying to catch his breath and bearings. Frank and Mitch wiped up the sweat they built up with a towel, and helped Thomas with some light drying as well. They then rejoined him on the bed. "So..." Frank began. "You said your partner is gone for the weekend, right?" (to be continued)

Part 4 I felt amazing and a bit drained after I walked away from the ride and found a place I could rest for a bit. I found a set of benches that all had large butt plugs in the center and figured that they were there to help keep the loads in from the rides as riders disembarked them. I chose the biggest of the three that where on the beach and lined my aching hole to it and slid down. The roundness of the plug met with a little resistance but I was able to push my ass out enough to slip down on it without spilling any of the cum in my guts. I felt full as I sat there and caught my breath and enjoyed the sights of other naked men walking around. I saw so many wearing all sorts of gear that made their bodies so hot to look at. Some were walking a bit funny so I assumed they had partaken in some of the other rides or found pleasure elsewhere. Seeing all of this made me so excited to keep exploring and i felt after about five mins of sitting there I was ready to go and explore more. I walked by many booths and I took in the smells of leather from the gear tent close by, the smell of fresh poppers from another tent, the smell of piss from the troughs close by. I could also hear the buzzing of tattoo guns and the screams f pain coming from so many of the tents up ahead and I walked towards the closest one where I heard the screams and was witness to a guy getting his nipples pierced. He had swollen nipples both were about the size of silver half dollars and I wondered how long he had been plumping them to look as they did. I stood there as the piercer lined up the needle to his big nips and winced a bit as he plunged it into his nipple causing him to scream yet again but I could also see that he was leaking precum and a major stream of it started flow once the needle went through so I surmised that he was enjoying this just as much as it hurt. Once the piercer was finished cleaning up the mans newly pierced nipples and covering them with bandages he looked down and saw that he was still leaking a massive amount of pre cum and he bent down and engulfed the mas nine inches of thick man cock. the man was moaning as the piercer deep throated him and was bucking his hips in unison with his sucking causing the piercer to moan as well and it made him go even deeper to push his cock deep into his throat making him buck even more in the chair. I could see his balls start to get tighter and tighter so we all new he was about to cum in the piercers mouth and he made one final thrust and grabbed his head and held it there as he unloaded down his throat. They both stayed like that for a minute and the guy finally slid out of the piercers mouth and sat there panting but with a huge grin on his face. The piercer smiled back at him and thanked him for the tip for doing his nipples and smiled even more when he saw the man was sporting a red biohazard tattoo on his bulging bicep. I was so distracted by the site in front of me that I didn't realize that the man doing the tattoo in the chair next to the piercer had finished his work and had snuck up behind me. I didn't hear him move or anything and I turned my head just as he made a sound alerting me to his presence and at the same time he stepped forward with his cock angled at my hole and thrust on into me. When I got a good look at the tattoo artist I smiled and moaned as I felt his rigid enormous cock spread me open. Even after the first ride and sitting on the buttlug bench I still felt some pain as he stretched me open. He was a hunk of a man wearing nothing but black boots and a black chest harness. He was muscled more than the workers I had seen from when I arrived and he was covered every inch in tattoos. His nipples were both pierced with very large rings and a red biohazard tattoos circled both of them and both his nipple rings had a chain attached to them and another part of the chain running down his eight pack abdomen to a place I couldn't see. He saw me looking and bent down while remaining in my ass and whispered in my ear that the chain connecting his nipples was also attached to the large prince Albert piercing in his 10 inch cock. Hearing this made me moan so loud and without missing a beat he carried me to his tattoo chair like I weighed next to nothing and spun me around so I was laying on my back and he speread my legs open wide. he was so experienced at this that he didn't leave my ass at all during the whole movement. He continued to fuck me roughly telling me that he wanted to shoot the biggest load he had at the moment into the cutest hole he had seen so far. Hearing that made me moan more and I spread my ass open more to give him more access to it. His attention didn't waver as he pounded my hole and while doing that he asked me where i wanted to be tatted. What made me even hornier was that he didn't ask me if I wanted to get a tattoo just where and hearing that made me almost blow right there on him. I told him I wanted a biohazard tattoo covering my whole ass and the center of the symbol be right at my hole. Hearing this hot tattoo idea made him slam into me one last time and I could feel him cumming like a firehose spraying my guts with his poz seed and causing my own orgasm to shoot all over him. We both came down from our shared high and he told me he loved that idea and no one had ever asked him to do a piece like that and he would be happy to be the one to do it for me. He explained that since I wanted that there that I should wait until the last day of the carnival to have it done so it would have the proper time to heal up otherwise it wouldn't set right if I kept wanting to go on the rides and do other activities the carnival had in store. I agreed with him and settled for now on getting the same tattoos on my nipples like him and I turned my head to the piercer as well and asked f I could get them both pierced and a prince Albert done just like this stud of a mand and he smiled and said he would be glad to. With that the tattoo artist went to work.

I packed fairly lightly in a duffel bag and a backpack. My aunt said there was a washer/dryer at the cabin and some stores in Cooperstown. I took the bus from Queens Village. My parents dropped me off in the morning and I would have about 6 weeks up there with almost no company and then my family would come up for a week and then take me to college in August. After saying goodbye to my family, I climbed on the bus and sat down next to an old lady eating oranges. I remember the smell of the oranges. The rest of the bus smelled like a bus, but she smelled great. To this day I smell oranges and it evokes a feeling of letting go of bad things and setting a new path. The lady and I chatted and all the way to Kingston where I switched buses. At this point, I needed to piss and eat so I used the facilities and by the time I got on the other bus it was packed. There were only a few seats left and I sat in the back near a guy about my age. Turns out that he was headed to Delhi and his name was Steve. Steve was attractive, but small and wiry. He had a kind of skater vibe to him. He was from Albany and we talked about college, etc. Delhi is a SUNY school town. He was going back because he said he couldn't be around his family the rest of the summer and was moving into his apartment early. He got off in Delhi after giving me his number. Delhi is a bit far from Cooperstown, so I doubted I'd call him but it was nice and if I desperately needed a human to chill with I could do a lot worse. The rest of my ride was quiet and there was a super hot guy sitting near me. I got so fucking horny on the bus I wanted to jerk off right there. I started rubbing myself but after I got hard someone got up to go to the bathroom and I realized I'd never get off safely on the bus. After 8 hours on the bus, I got off in Coopertown. I'd been here before. I liked the little down. My uncle was standing next to his beater pickup truck that remained year round at the cabin and we drove out to the cabin, which is about 5 miles out of town. He and my aunt helped me get settled in and at dinner said they would be up most weekends and then definitely for the week my family was coming up. But they would be gone during the week. My uncle said it would be good if I could do some chores while I was there - cut fire wood, seal the driveway, repair the porch screens, etc. He had a list and said he'd definitely be up to help with the bigger things - roof, fence, remove the tree stump from the tree that fell over during the winter. I was definitely working for my keep. The cabin is 3 bedrooms on three floors, but the bottom floor wasn't much then, it was meant to be a nice family room but it only had a fold out bed where my brother and I slept most times we visited. It had it's own couch and some bunkbeds built into the wall. The top floor was two bedrooms and a bathroom and the main floor was a bedroom, dining room, big living room and a large screened in porch that over looked the woods behind the house. It was comfortable, but everything needed some work. Work that I was going to be doing. After a trip to the store my uncle and aunt left and left me to do some chores and on my own for the week. The first thing I did was jerk off all morning. Fuck that felt good. I really needed to get off. That day I realized a few other things - I needed to chop wood if I wanted a fire for warmth, there was no real television reception except grainy network television on a small television in the master bedroom (which was not my room), and that my uncle had left some money, the key to the lock on the beer fridge and a note that said I should replace what I drank with the money he left. He also said that he'd teach me stick shift over the next few weekends so I could drive around and explore. Tuesday morning I woke up and ran into Cooperstown. It's about 5 miles on hills so it's a tough run for a Long Island kid where the land is basically flat. When I got to town there was a convenience store I'd been to a few times, it had one of those old area maps in a glass case by the door. I went over and looked at it. There was a couple that came past as I was there. They recognized me and told me they were the neighbors. I remembered them and said hi. They asked how I was settling in. I said well but still figuring things out. They asked if I was getting around ok and I told them about the truck. Mr. and Mrs. Rider, the neighbors, said they were up here all summer and that Mr. Rider would come over and show me the basics of driving manual transmission. I thanked them and we split up. I walked around town, ate, walked around some more and then popped in my new earbuds and ran back to the cabin. Over the next week, Mr. Rider taught me to drive and he and Mrs. Rider showed me around town some more. When my aunt and uncle came back up that weekend, I told them all the Riders had done and my aunt and uncle took us all over to the Otesaga Hotel for Sunday brunch to say thank you. The brunch was fucking amazing - seriously I'm sure I had never seen so much insane foods. I ate like a pig - 5 plates of food from like 7 or 8 different food stations. At one point, the waiter/busboy came by when no one else was at the table and said, "You really like the food huh?" I looked up and it was this totally hot farm boy in a waiters uniform and I blushed and smiled. I said, "It's really good. There is so much good food here. I'm staying up here by myself and I haven't eaten like this in a week." He smiled and leaned in and said, "I bet I can show you some other good things to eat." I almost choked on my water. I blushed and he winked at me. Fifteen minutes later I was in a back hallway of the hotel in an alcove behind some extra stacked chairs with the busboy's cock in my mouth. I needed that cock. It was the first cock since Eli had broken my heart. I knew this wasn't the best thing to do. I didn't even know the guy and I was gobbling down his cock, but I was so fucking horny. We both had to be quick and he only lasted a few minutes before he blew his load in my mouth and I did what I had always done before, swallowed it. He pulled up his pants, said thanks, see you soon, winked at me and we made our way back out to the dining room. I spent the next few days working on the cabin and then decided to go to Riddell State Park to go hiking. I didn't have much left for clothing, so I started laundry and wore my last pair of running shorts, a tank top, took some sun screen and my hiking boots and off I went. I realized later that I must've looked like a total whore, but I never thought it at the time. I got there, by driving the pickup although I stalled out a few times. I parked near the main parking area, bathrooms, etc. and I went on the longest trail. I got about almost all the way to the other side of the park when the sky darkened and I was like, are you fucking kidding me? I luckily made it to the far south picnic area before I got totally soaked by the rain. I had to wait it out under a partially covered lean to/rain shelter. The rain ended and I made my way back to the parking area which took about an hour or hour and a half. The parking lot was empty except for my uncle's pickup and two other cars. The rain having chased everyone else away. I went into the bathroom to see how I looked and to take a leak and I ran into a mountain man. He was tall and hairy and had big arms and a belly and a beard. I stared at him a bit before I walked over to the urinal to piss. I could feel him watching me. I finished pissing and went to the sinks to wash up. I don't even know what he said to me, but I was so turned on. He pushed me to my knees and for the next 10 minutes I sucked his fat cock until he blew his load down my throat. I swallowed my second load of anonymous cum in a week. He said thanks and left. I was still in shock at having sucked another stranger's cock but then I turned and saw this sexy college age guy stroking his cock and he said, "That was so hot." He walked over to me and put is hard cock on my lips. I licked it and kissed it. I opened my lips and sucked him down and spent another 5-10 minutes sucking his cock too. He said, "I'm going to cum." I guess he was warning me so I could pull off, but I never had previously with Eli or the other guys so it never occurred to me to stop sucking his cock before he shot his load. I kept going. He grabbed my head and thrust his cock into my throat and came and I swallowed it all. He sucked me off because I was totally bursting out of my shorts and then we talked sitting outside on a wet picnic table. He asked if I liked sucking off old guys and I said that was my first time and I was just so horny that I did it. He said, if you want to meet guys our age then try Wilbur Park. It's near SUNY Oneonta and just a little farther away than where I'd told him I was staying. He said there are more college guys over there looking and not many of them come all the way over here unless they are into married middle aged dick. I wondered at him saying that married middle aged cock was different than college dick - I thought it's cock; just cock. It's fleshy and some are bigger and fatter than others? I don't know where that thought came from, but I realized it was true. Cock is cock and cum is cum. I smiled at my thought and at him. He said it was nice meeting me and he said he hoped to see me at Wilbur Park sometime soon. He left and so did I. I went home and jerked off thinking about the three new cocks I'd sucked in one week. How I had swallowed all their cum. I came so hard. I jerked off all week thinking about each cock and how their cum all tasted different from Eli's and I remembered Eli fucking me and I wondered what other cocks would feel like fucking me. I smiled. Wilbur Park next.

I knew I couldn't avoid seeing Eli. We had too many classes together. I managed to avoid him in the morning, but by lunch he was sitting next to me and chatting away as if nothing happened. I could barely speak. Eli said, meet me in the bathroom during sixth period. He knew I had a free period (well, study hall; but we were near the end so we weren't studying). I said ok and got up to go outside. I walked outside and walked right into a group of football players. I could see Jason and heard him talking about this slut he fucked over the weekend while "her" boyfriend was out of town. I sat on a bench and needed air. I felt sick. Jason looked over at me and smiled and winked. All I could see was the repeating image of him fucking my boyfriend and hearing my boyfriend begging Jason to cum in his ass. I went back to classes and was on autopilot all day. I met Eli in the bathroom and he said, "We have to be fast. Get on your knees and suck my dick." I couldn't believe it, but I found myself on my knees and reaching for the button on his jeans. I took his cock out of his boxers and looked at it. It was beautiful. Such a nice cock. I opened my mouth and sucked the tip and then licked it all over. I was savoring the taste. I forgot all about being mad and hurt and focused on the cock. The cock that made me feel so good. I wanted it in my mouth. I started to really suck and stroke his cock. Eli moaned and said, "Damn babe, you are going to suck that cum right out of me." He grabbed my head and started to shove is cock in my mouth harder. I kept up the suction and he started using my mouth like he normally fucked my ass. I loved it. I wanted his cock and cum. I felt his strokes get faster and then he said, "Swallow." He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I wiped my mouth. I stood up. And said, "Meet me at my place after school. My parents are going to me out tonight." He smiled and as I washed my hands and checked myself in the mirror for cum stains, Eli grabbed my ass and said, "Later babe." I walked home alone because I saw Eli and Jason talking after the last bell. I couldn't wait for them to finish. I got home, cleaned out and Eli drove up as I was getting out of the bathroom. I answered the door in my shorts and we went to my bedroom. I closed the door and said, "I saw you." I said it so quietly that he didn't hear me. Eli was taking off his shirt. He looked and me and I said, "I saw you and Jason fucking." He was surprised. I told him that I saw them when I went over to surprise him. I asked him why he was cheating on me. I said I always give him what he wants. I'd fuck him if he wanted me too. He said that he loved me, but he and Jason had been fucking since freshman year. Then, I asked him why he was having unprotected sex with me and with other people. I asked why he put me at risk when I thought I was the only one he was having sex with. Eli was surprised at first. He then smiled and said, "Babe you are not the only person I'm having sex with. I never said you were. You just assumed that." Then he put his hand on my waist and pushed my shorts down some and his hand was on my bare thigh. He said, "As for the unprotected sex, you are the one that rode my cock without a condom the first time. And when we fucked every time after that you wanted it without condoms. In fact, I think you are hooked on me cumming inside you." That said, he slipped his hand into my asscrack and fingered my hole. I let him lower my shorts. I bent over the desk and Eli ate my ass. I loved how he ate my ass to open me up. I was bent over my desk and holding on when he dropped his shorts, spit on his cock, put it on my hole and said, "Should I wear a condom? They are right next to your hand." I pushed my ass back. Eli was right. I was addicted to Eli cumming inside me. His cock slipped uncovered into my ass. That cheating asshole was now inside my asshole. I was a lot looser now than I was just a few months ago and he could start fucking me right away. He fucked me pulling all the way out and then shoving back in my ass. He fucked me hard and fast. He said, "I'm going to cum. Do you want me to cum inside you?" I groaned and said yes. He came in my ass in one last shove. I felt his dick jerk and the warm feeling as he shot inside me. He pulled out and said he had to go. I laid on the bed and felt my warm asshole filled with Eli's cum. I couldn't stop thinking about how good it felt. I also started to think about the danger I put myself in. Eli hadn't said that he was just having sex with Jason and I, but that I wasn't the only one. That must mean there were others. I was scared. But, that didn't stop me. Eli fucked me almost everyday until the Tuesday before graduation. He fucked me in the bathroom that day and came deep in my ass again. I couldn't reconcile the fact that I knew he was cheating and that the unsafe sex was putting me at risk with the fact that I loved Eli and wanted him. After Eli sucked me off, we were cleaning up and then he did it. Eli broke up with me. I was stunned. He said, "Zach you are a great fuck. We need to break up though. I want to go away this summer and we are going to date other people when we get to college. We should make a clean break now so it doesn't get messy." I was stunned into silence. For the second time in a month, Eli had "gut-punched" me. I was silent and I started to cry. Eli held me for a bit and said, "I'm sorry. But I know this is for the best." He turned and left the bathroom. His cum in my ass was still wet and he had left me. Over the next week, I got progressively sadder until I couldn't get out of bed. My mom had to force me to go to graduation. I was so sad. I graduated and then went to a party that night, but came home early. I came home to find most of our family still at the house. I was sad, but stayed up and chatted with them. My grandmother said, "You're sad to be leaving all your friends and going to college. We understand. But, you will make new ones." I hugged her and before I cried in front of everyone, I went to bed. In the morning, my parents told me that my aunt and uncle had said I could go stay in their cabin upstate for the summer for as long as I wanted. My mom said that it might help cheer me up. Dad said it would be good having me out of the house and on my own like he was at my age. I looked at them and smiled. Yeah, 4 hours away from Eli was perfect. We all agreed and called my aunt and uncle. I would take the bus from Long Island to Cooperstown that Friday and they would meet me and take me to the cabin.

True, drscorpio. Way too tame IMHO, but that's probably a matter of taste... I really got off on the sex scene with those three guys taking turns breeding Zach's ass. But just because of their kinda wasted faces, to be honest. Unfortunately, your imagination has to totally rely on those visual cues, because the topic of "chasing" is never really addressed in the film. Wish there was a more explicit, especially more outspoken version. Would love to see that same scene dubbed with some nasty POZ talk... Wondering what the mainstream critics would have to say about a "chaser" short film done Breeding Zone style. They'd probably go berserk. Would love to read their reviews... LOL

Honestly, I think the name of the short film is a lot of the problem. For people who frequent this forum, "Chaser" means someone who is seeking poz loads and begging tops "Shoot your poz load in me. Knock me up" rather than a bottom who takes all loads without actively seeking poz cum as Zach is depicted in the film. Even though I find the film hot, it did not live up to my expectations nor all the hype I had heard about it. Clearly Zach is taking risks, but his "chase" is pretty tame compared to what gets talked about on Breeding Zone.

I agree with that statement..... that's what I do.... more focused, since I can't see.... and making sure I'm sucking the best I can be.

Wish u lived newest me so I could use ur poz holes bb every day and night multiple times for life as I pleased and French kiss u and ur loaded ass and ws with u.🤤

Please poz the gf its so rare that happens

Awesome writting!! Great job. I`m thinking Frank and Mitch are going to ask Thomas to stay the weekend with them so they can be sure they have done a good job. Thomas needs this although he may not know it all yet.

The cost to enter the market was about $10 a day and $40 for a weekend pass. If you volunteer for a single shift of 4 hours you get a free weekend pass to the market and for 3 shifts you get a pass to all the official IML parties plus the contest. This IML did feel a little blah as far as cruising but I socialized and talked to more people than usual. In my humble opinion circuit parties and their patrons are the two biggest contributors of IML losing its edge. All the events were all over the city because every club, bar, entertainment venue was throwing their own overpriced/oversold party. And most of the people who attend those do not care for or are part of the leather community.

Just wow. following the previous 2 encounters with Rob & Dean, they planned a third. We made the plans to meet and they made the details very vague, replying to my questions only with "don't worry how many arrives, prepare for a night of fun" so I did just that, around lunch I started prepping myself with saltwater cleanse and got my hole squeaky clean for anything it might be getting, and since my partner said he couldn't join us due to work, I got a load from him to pre-lube my hole, got an Uber and arrived to their place around 5pm. My only instructions were to arrive, let myself in, strip, get on my knees and were a blindfold that they prepared for me, then someone will come and take me to the play area. So I did just that, I entered and was alone, stripped, on my knees, put on the blindfold and waited till I heard footsteps coming towards me, no words were spoken and I was just lifted by 2 men and was carried downstairs, i started hearing voices, men talking and cheering as I was brought to the room till I was placed on a sling, had my hand and legs tied and then I heard Rob announce: "this slut is here for us to use, he can take it all so have fun". my cock shot up and I was almost shivering from the excitement, not knowing how many men are going to use me or how lol. they suddenly all went silence and I heard them getting closer till I felt the warmth of bodies standing next to me. then I felt hand all over me, face, body, cock, ass, I was touched everywhere, like I was being explored till someone strayed probing my hole with fingers, feeling the wetness inside me and asked "how many loads you got slut?" I answered that just the 1 and in desperate need for more! "don't worry, you'll have a cunt full of loads you'll be leaking for a week after we're done with you!" then it began, poppers were placed in my nose and I inhaled about 10 huffs they gave me before it was taken and a cock was shoved in my mouth while another was pushing in my hole, first it was just a tease to with the cockhead but then it went all the way till I felt the pubes on my skin. Game on! This started the rough fucking my hole while I was sucking all the cock I was given, till the guy fucking me announced he was going to load me and I felt him buried deep in me and shooting a super hot load in me. then, it was blur, one by one I was fucked by all the men there, I loss count but each and every one of them fucked hard, had nice cocks ranging from normal to enormous till I felt a familiar cock and heard my partner saying "you didn't think I'd miss an opportunity to see you getting used by over 20 men?" Wow! Knowing how many men are there and having my partner there with me got me into overdrive and I just begged them to use me hard! My partner kept plowing me and showing the rest how hard I can take his 11" thick monster before he shot his load and then he was replaced by Rob's 11" equal that was fucking my hole just as hard. 20 something loads later they were done with round 1 and was taken off the sling to a mattress, where I was instructed to sit on an cock that was laying there and I began riding him with my sloppy cummy hole, it felt amazing and soon after I felt a second cock pushing into my hole and so a double penetration session began, fucked by 2 at a time by all of them, changing all sort of combinations while sucking the cocks to clean, tasting the cum and my ass juices till Dean was giving me his cock, asked if I was thirsty and I knew exactly what he mean, I nodded yes and immediately started feeling a warm stream of piss in my mouth, while I was still being fuck hard! It was a bit hard not to spill a drop but I managed and then quickly replaced by another giving me another piss load! I was in piggy heaven!!! When they all finished fucking my hole like that and coming a second load in my gaping hole I was laid on my back on the mattress with my legs up and then I felt someone starting to piss on my hole before shoving it in me continuing to fill me with piss before he started fucking me hard while I felt piss started to drench me from the men standing next to us, pissing all over me. when the guys pulled out from my hole it was replaced by a hand that slid right in, my hole was already so opened and slick with more than 40 loads + piss load that I just felt it all sloshing in me while the fist was playing with it. poppers were placed in my nose again and a fist session began, I was drenched in piss, smelling like cum and sweat and I was loving it, the energy in the room was mesmerizing and I couldn't stop. it went on for a while and I was fisted, fucked and loaded more and more by all the men there, from time to time I heard my partner commenting on what a good slut I am, Rob and Dean the hosts that kept edging me on to take all the men that they invited, calling me a cumdump whore that will take any cock all I could do is moan like a bitch around the cock that was filling my mouth to clean. this entire session went on for hours and hours, I was fucked in any position, back on the sling, spit roasted on all 4, on a fuck bench, even in the air as I was held by a bull of a man with a beautiful cock, must've been 10" and then another was pushing in, they were double fucking me like I was just a piece of meat and I was loving it! then they began to leave, after dumping their load in me I could hear them saying goodbye to the hosts, thanking my partner all while disregarding me which only turned me on even more. Suddenly the blindfold was taken off and I saw my partner, rob and dean standing next to me smiling and still hard and telling me I took total of 31 men tonight, 102 loads that was marked on a board after every load that was dumped in my cunt, no to mention the 3 loads that I shot handsfree while I was pounded by all the men. heaven! they wanted one last load so I was placed in the sling, my hole was just leaking cum and basically a completed mess as they fucked me hard and fast, dumping their loads in me, then giving it to me to clean and when they were done, I was plugged by a huge plug to keep it all in, I could feel the cum sloshing in me as I stood up and we went to take a quick shower all of us together. I just put on my jock and kissed them all goodbye, thanking them for a wonderful time as my partner walked me to our car and we drove home, that was when I looked at the clock and it was 6am! I was being used for 12 hours straight and it was just fucking amazing. when we got home we went straight up to our bedroom, I stripped and crashed on the bed with my partner telling me how proud he is of me taking it all, seeing how happy I was during the session. We kissed and I just fell asleep in his arms, I was exhausted. a happy piggy, cum filled, ruined hole. To sum it all up: 31 men 105 loads Till next time 😉

i haven' been to IML since right before COVID but I had several friends go this and a couple of them were very unhappy with how some the event went, including overselling tickets to an even component that had them sitting outside the main room watching it on a big TV. Personally, IML was always just OK. I find CLAW to be the superior event because it has piles of Skills, Education and Roundtable panels and classes on top of the constant sex and large vendor mart. In fact, this year's CLAW neither Mr. S or Nasty Pig came and it really opened the door for smaller companies to come in and I found some cool products. I also find Pig Week to be better--10 consecutive days of sex parties. And that's not counting the private parties that go on before and/or after the day's event party. Between the gatherings my husband was taking me too and the daily event parties I was heavily used and went through six bottles of poppers in the process. I wanted to go to IML this year but wasn't able to and now I'm considering not going next year like I was planning to.

I get hard before the guy is in me because I'm excited. Usually say hard the whole time too, but sometimes I'm up and down.

I came in for IML just like I have for years, and had a good time but compared to past years, here’s a couple points I noticed. *There was a definitely a lack of the intrinsic joy and feeling of community that past IML’s have had. While it was still crowded people felt more click ish and less willing to meet others. *way less sex overall. Doors always used to be open everywhere and public sex even in spaces where it was technically prohibited was the norm. That was NOT the case this year. It was almost like everyone switched from a cruising mindset to an app mindset. *Events were VERY widely scattered and somewhat disorganized. As noted Chicago is fairly large and spending over $300 on Uber/taxi/lyft was the norm for the weekend. Many events were not close to transit systems. Events at the hotel were meager and mainly was just about the leather mart. *Costs for certain things were just annoying, like $12 for a mediocre well cocktail at the leather mart. This was compounded by the fact that the events were so far and required transport. *the hotel staff which always gets special training for this event was way off. To the extent that they were asking people to leave if they were not staying there. I still had a great time seeing everyone but when all of those items combined the event fully lost some of the magic it always had. I will still go next year and I imagine the organizers will try and fix some of the issues that people had this year.

I started barebacking and taking loads when it was all called "fucking". Condoms were used for preventing pregnancy and I knew I wasn't going to get pregnant. Then, AIDS arrived together with the condoms. I adapted to bottoming with condoms and I even managed to make a fetish out of condoms with cum. I would put them on display at the sauna or the park. I was enjoying getting fucked liked collecting the condom full of man-juice. At the time the risk of HIV infection was high so at the bathhouse everybody fucked with condoms. So did I. But one night a guy came into my room and wanted to fuck me doggy style. I heard the condom wrapper noise when he put on a condom. At some point he pulled out but he quickly shoved his hard cock back in. I noticed that it felt different but in a good way, which is why I let him continue fucking me. When he was done, just before leaving the room said: "I left you a present", and he was gone. I got up and saw the empty condom so I fingered my hole and I felt his cum, the "present" he had left for me. It turned me on so much that I've never been fucked with a condom again. So, yes, bareback feels very good for the top but also good for bottoms.

Swallow, always!! The best reward !!

Stone and I were resting on loungers by the pool, he having drifted off to sleep while I was staring up at the few wispy clouds in the sky, totally lost in thought. Earlier we had enjoyed a long, leisurely, well, I would say “fuck” but I think it is actually more accurate to say “love-making”. This is what was occupying me, as I was realising how deep things had now got with him. I had never in a million years expected to be with a man in this way, and I expect Stone felt the same given he had also identified as straight for most of his life, but the truth was that we had completely fallen for one another. Yes, we still often rutted like animals in heat, but our sex was increasingly something far more meaningful than that. I was stirred from my contemplations of life, love and the human experience by my phone vibrating with a WhatsApp message: BROCK: Will you teach me? Well, there it was, the request I had been hoping for and perhaps kind of expecting, but it was still a thrill to actually see it on my phone. I doubted that I had been the only one to suggest to Brock that he needed to get with the times, or maybe he had come to that conclusion himself a bit, but being proactive in reaching out to him seemed to have done the job. Now I just needed to work out a plan. ME: I’d be happy to. When were you thinking? Where Dean had already been well on his way to discovering his true self when Stone and I got to him, I suspected it was going to be a bit more of a long game with Brock. He probably wouldn’t react well to Stone being there, at least at first, and I was going to have to take my time in getting him sufficiently adjusted to enable things to be stepped up a gear. I didn’t even know if he was on prep or not, so I could just be helping him to diversify his options with the studio without achieving anything else, but it was worth a shot. BROCK: Now. Your place. Shit. I hurriedly reached over and shook Stone awake, bringing him up to speed and instructing him to find someplace to go for a bit. ME: Sure. Just getting rid of Stone, then I’m all yours. BROCK: OK. Stone grumbled a little as I helped to get him out the door and into his car, but as soon as he’d pulled out onto the street and driven off, I saw Brock climb out of a truck parked opposite. Smoking a cigarette and wearing a hoodie with dark glasses, he hurried over clearly not wanting to be seen by anyone. “Hi” I said, as he walked through the open door and into the house. “Where are we doing this?” he growled at me as he unzipped his hoodie. “OK, slow down” I said, putting my hands up to calm him. “I think we better start with the basics on getting clean and prepared, and then we can take it from there.” “OK” he said, as I saw him visibly relax a little. He was clearly very wound up, so I knew I was going to need to tread carefully. I showed him upstairs to the guest bathroom, and then went and got a douche. I talked him through how to use it, and then left the room and closed the door so he could have a go himself. A while later he emerged, and saw me sitting in the guest bedroom opposite. “I think I’m done” he said. “Not sure though.” “No worries” I replied, giving him a warm smile. “We can move on to getting you prepared, so I’ll be able to see if we need to have another go.” “OK” he said, his shoulders tightening. “Don’t worry” I said, “we’re just going to do some things to get you loosened up a bit. I promise it will actually feel really good, and then when we’re done you can decide if you want to carry on or leave it at that for today.” He nodded at me, even giving me the slightest hint of a thankful smile. I gestured for him to come into the bedroom, and then over the next couple of hours I showed him how to loosen himself up with fingers and toys, as well as rimming and fingering him myself. We frequently broke to go outside for a drink and a smoke, and I could see that he was starting to get into having a small plug inside while we did that. “I think I’m ready” he eventually said, while on all fours on the bed with my tongue in his ass. “Are you sure?” I asked, after pulling back. “Just fuck me” he quietly growled, causing me to smile. There was one downside for me, in that he had pulled a packet of condoms out of his hoodie. However, I reminded myself that this was the long game, so I duly covered up for the first time in years, applied some lube, and then moved into position. I rested my cock on his hole, and gently moved it around a bit until I saw the tell-tale sign of him arching his back a bit, inviting me to sink in. I took it very slowly, frequently pausing on the way in so he could adjust and relax. He was panting the whole time, but let out a big breath when he felt me push my body up against him, indicating I was fully buried. Once again I paused to let him adjust, and then began a slow, short outstroke before pushing back in. This time he let out a low moan, and a louder one when I did it again. I gradually sped up, until I was properly fucking him and, to my surprise and pleasure, he was putting as much effort in to slam back on me. The power bottom in him had awoken! Eventually I roared that I was going to come, at which point he started slamming back even harder while shouting the place down as well. I finally went over the edge and thrust in one more time as I blew my load into the condom, and could tell from his ass spasms that he was coming hands free as well. We were both sweating like crazy and panting for oxygen, but as we calmed I slowly pulled out, removed the condom to toss it in the trashcan, and then turned and collapsed backwards onto the mattress beside him. He slowly sprawled himself forward from the all-fours position he’d been in the whole time, so that he was lying on his front. “Fuck” he eventually whispered. “Holy fuck.” “You good?” I asked. “Yeah” he replied. “That was fucking-A.” I chuckled. “Now you see why I went versatile, huh?” “Yeah” he said. We lay in silence for a while, before I hauled myself up while he turned over onto his back. “I’m not saying now, but there is more to show you when you’re ready” I said. “Like what?” he asked. “Well, it can feel different in other positions, and you can also be more in control.” “Show me” he said, with the slightest of grins. I stared at him for a moment, then reached for the condoms, opened another and pulled it onto my re-hardening cock. I slapped on a bit of lube while he watched, then before he could do anything I bent over, grabbed his ankles and threw them onto my shoulders. Without any of the patience from before, I lined up and slid back into him, causing him to yell out. “Like this” I said, as I started to fuck into him. He had thrown his head back and was rightly gripping the bedspread either side of him. “Do it!” I shouted. “Show me how you take control!” He didn’t change position and I just continued to slam into him, but then he suddenly shot his head up and fixed me with a gnarly glare, let go of the bedspread, and reached to grab my hips. Sure enough, he was now the one controlling my thrusts, and he wanted it even harder than I’d been giving it to him. “Fuck me you fucker!” was just one of the many commands he started barking at me, and I have to admit, it really did feel like he had taken control despite being the one getting shafted. Having already blown a load I knew this was going to be a longer fuck, so after a while I pulled out of him and lay down on my back on the bed. He got the message, and hopped over to straddle me before lowering himself back onto my dick. Now he could really be the power bottom, and he fucked himself frenetically on my cock until I was filling the condom and he was spitting all over my chest. We both took a long time to recover from the rutting, but once we had he decided to call it a day. He grunted a thank you at me after he’d put his clothes back on his sweaty body, and then he was gone. I pretty much passed out after that. Two nights later Stone and I were chilling in the kitchen on our second bottle of wine when my phone lit up with a series of WhatsApps. BROCK: Ate yo at hume? BROCK: fucikin BROCK: Got whisjy BROCK: oitside It was clear he was trashed, but if my interpretation of his slightly garbled messages was correct, he was also outside our house and apparently horny. “Got him” I said to Stone, smirking. “Brock?” he asked. “He’s outside” I said. I went and opened the door, and sure enough there was Brock on our driveway, holding a brown paper bag while he smoked a cigarette. “Hey” I said. “Fucker” he growled as he part-walked, part-staggered into the house. Stone approached from the kitchen. “Two fuckers” Brock barked. “Fucking-A.” He reached into the bag and pulled the bottle of whisky out, letting the brown paper fall to the floor. He yanked out the cork and took a swig, before marching over to the stairs and heading up. Stone and I glanced at each other, and then started following him as we pulled off our tops. We shucked down our shorts on the landing, and then headed stark naked into the guest bedroom behind Brock. He got to the bed and then turned to look at us, slightly licking his lips when he saw we had already stripped. “Get on your backs” he barked, before ripping off his tank top and shorts. We did as he commanded, lying side by side on the mattress with our newly-sprung erections standing firm. Brock let out an unintelligible growl, and then hopped up onto the bed, straddled me and lowered himself onto my bare dick. He seemed loosened and already lubricated, so I guessed he must have been riding a dildo or some other dicks before he got to us. He power fucked himself on me for an epic amount of time, before jumping up and moving over to sink himself down on Stone. Then after a while he was back on me, this time riding until I lost it and blew my potent load inside him. He squeezed my dick with his ass muscles until I’d stopped thrusting, then quickly jumped over to Stone and rode him to orgasm too. But that wasn’t him done, as he then jumped off, got on all fours on the bed and demanded we clean him up. Wearily we took turns rimming him until we’d both got hard again, at which point I thrust into Brock doggystyle and fucked him hard while he slammed back on me, with me again blowing a load of toxic juices into him when it got too much. Stone followed suit, slapping Brock’s ass repeatedly while they fucked which only seemed to egg on this newly-discovered power bottom. I almost had to hold Stone steady as he orgasmed and added a fourth dose of venom into Brock’s now apparently needy ass. Yet still Brock was not done, throwing himself onto his knees on the floor between us to suck off our cum-covered cocks. Where Dean had taken a long time to get any good at this, Brock was either a natural or had more experience than he’d ever let on, and his oral ministrations eventually got us hard again. Stone went first this time, pulling Brock up so he could slide into him while the muscular power bottom carried on sucking me, and then once he’d added a fifth load into the gaping hole we changed positions and I pounded Brock through to his sixth load of the night. Stone and I were done in, but Brock only seemed to be getting more heated. To give ourselves a break, we grabbed the bottle of whisky and steered him down to the basement. We got him to lie back on the bench, set up the fuck machine at his hole with a large dildo, and after Stone had fetched him a pack of cigarettes and an ashtray, we left him to it while we went back upstairs and collapsed on the now very sweaty guest bed. It was maybe a couple of hours later that I woke up to the bed rocking, and looked over to see Brock slamming himself up and down on Stone’s cock again. My boyfriend was moaning almost like he was in pain, and I soon got my own taste of it when Brock saw that I was awake and hopped over to slam himself down on me. He was unbelievably vigorous, and I couldn’t help but yell out as he thrust himself onto my pelvis repeatedly while my tired cock begged for mercy. Thankfully, when we had added another load each to his gaping hole, he finally seemed to be spent. He collapsed onto the bed between us and passed out, giving us the opportunity to cautiously slide off the mattress and exit the room. “Fucking hell” Stone sighed as we stood in our en suite shower together. “I’ve created a monster” I replied, mustering up a smile. We got ourselves cleaned and dried, then climbed into our bed and quickly fell asleep. This time we made it through to morning without being disturbed, and when we did eventually get up we found that Brock was gone. Stone set about stripping the guest bed to put all the cum-covered linens in the washer, while I headed down to the basement to clean up a mess of cigarette detritus, dildos, and numerous spills of cum and lube. A couple of days later Stone and I were out at dinner when I got a call from Dean. “You’ve got to get down here” he yelled excitedly, over thumping music in the background. “Where?” I asked. “The Locker” he shouted. “Why?” I asked, giving Stone a look. “Just fucking get here” Dean yelled, “you won’t be sorry!” The call cut out at that point, and I brought Stone up to speed. We decided we’d go and see what was up, so quickly settled the check and then got an Uber down to the club. We got undressed and stashed our things in a locker, including the plug I’d been wearing in case we got a little frisky after our meal, and then headed into the complex to find Dean. When we did locate him he was standing at the doorway of the largest playroom. “Look!” he said when he saw us, pointing into the room. There, bent over and bracing his hands on his knees, was Brock, and behind him a man was jackhammering into him like crazy. “He’s been at it for hours” said Dean. “All bareback.” “Wow” I said, though I was not actually surprised. “Did you do this?” asked Dean, his eyes narrowing as he apparently saw through my poor acting attempt. Stone and I laughed while nodding at him, at which point he burst out laughing too. “You fuckers” he said between chuckles. “Turned him out like you did me, huh?” “Took more effort” I replied, smiling. We stood and watched the scene for a while, before deciding to join in and have some fun ourselves. Stone got to the back of the line waiting to use Brock, while Dean and I headed to one of the walls of the room and bent over to offer ourselves up. In no time at all we were both being railed, smiling at each other as the room filled with the sounds of sweaty, raw, unfiltered sex. We saw Brock on and off for the next few weeks, and then one day there he was at our door sporting a new biohazard tattoo on his stomach. By this point we had already started off the process of getting him signed to Scorpex, and for that entire flying visit to see us he only talked about a proposal for a shoot he’d been sent, with no mention of anything else. However, the next day a gift basket of whisky sample bottles turned up on our doorstep, along with a hand-written card: Fuckers 1 & 2, Thanks. For everything. I mean it. B x Brock’s career has soared at Scorpex, with no other performer able to match his power and stamina as either a top or bottom. Stone and I actually starred together in a long scene with him, where we played a pair of vanilla boyfriends who get picked up by Brock and have our cocks and asses thoroughly used by him in a triumphant display of his new-found versatility. Off-set he seems to be fucking the toned twink from his gym, who Dean says has basically moved in with Brock at this point. We saw them together briefly at a bar, with the twink’s low-cut tank top allowing the new tattoo on his pec to be easily seen and understood. Maybe we did that too, or maybe he had to wait until Brock got to him for the change to take effect. Stone and I, meanwhile, have accepted just how much we have fallen in love with one another. I know I’m going to marry that man someday, which is the weirdest fucking thing given we both thought we were straight until recently. However, I can’t see us stopping our fun anytime soon, even if we do start to think about maybe getting a dog or something. Speaking of fun, Stone’s just found out that our former studio stablemate Jason has broken up with his girlfriend after some sort of weird late night arrest, and something about the whole story makes us wonder if we’ve found our next playmate…

“I think Dean might be next” said my boyfriend Stone. “He seems up for it.” “Dean?” I replied. “I thought he was strictly a top.” “So was I, if you remember” said Stone, smirking. “From what I hear, his last girlfriend started pegging him and now he’s a bit more vers.” “I didn’t know they’d got him to bottom” I said. “They haven’t. But Rex told me one of the fluffers had told him that he fucked Dean in a bathroom to get him turned on enough to perform.” I let out a bit hearty laugh, realising that Dean must have become a slave to his ass like I had. “But” continued Stone, “they’ve benched him for a bit because his doctor is making him take a break from prep.” “Oh really” I said, smirking. “He messaged me earlier and sounded pretty pissed” he said. “In that case I bet he’d be up for joining us” I said. “Call him, while I go and buy some cameras.” It turns out that Dean Hardrock (stage name of course) was in fact very up for it, as it was only the next day that he turned up at our house with two bottles of wine and a lot of nervous energy. We plied him with a few drinks while sitting out the back smoking cigarettes, and then got down to business. Stone just bluntly asked him what he was hoping for from the night, and after a lot of mumbling and looking at the floor he eventually admitted he wanted to be spitroasted for the first time and otherwise just used for as long as we had the energy. He never mentioned condoms nor asked us about status, and as far as we were concerned it was common knowledge in the industry that Scorpex was a place for poz stars to shine so he should know what he was getting into. With no issues on that front to work through, we encouraged him into the bedroom, got ourselves naked, and then placed him on all fours on the bed. While Stone moved into position to allow Dean to suck him, I stealthily activated the four hidden cameras I had set up around the room. You could tell Dean was inexperienced in this role thanks to his lacklustre oral efforts, so we quickly moved things along by taking turns rimmimg and fingering his pert, tight ass. Stone then went first, sliding his girthy cock into Dean before pausing to allow the man to get used to it. The fuck was initially slow and gentle, but once I had moved round to let Dean suck on my cock, Stone picked up the pace and really let his expertise as a top shine through. Dean moaned throughout, enabling me to push my cock down his throat and force him to stifle his gag reflex, something he would need to learn if we were to bring him over to Scorpex eventually. Stone has legendary stamina, so I had to frequently pull back from Dean’s gradually relaxing throat to stop myself from coming too soon. I made Dean rim me a bit as he got pounded, and then eventually had to stand back and just watch this straight hunk be fucked like he never had been. His grunts and moans let us know he was loving it. When Stone finally blew his toxic load into Dean he roared out in triumph, sweat pouring off him. Dean too was a sweaty mess, but he got no respite as I slammed into his stretched, cummy hole as soon as Stone had withdrawn. I power fucked him while he did his best to clean off Stone’s cock, and soon added my tainted load to his hole. I then plugged him up before we put on our underwear and went out back for another drink and smoke. For round two we took things into the playroom in our basement, which we had fitted out when Stone had decided he wanted somewhere I could be strapped down to a bench or into a sling for men to come by and use without the hassle of having to go out all the time. We already had cameras all over the room, mostly for Stone to be able to watch proceedings from upstairs, with several angles on the sling as he particularly enjoyed watching me lying back and taking it. On this occasion it was Dean who was put into the sling, with his wrists and ankles secured in place. We unplugged him and then took turns fucking his eager hole, until it got too much for us again and we added the third and fourth loads of infected cum to his innards. This time, however, we did not bring him outside with us for a break, choosing instead to set up the fucking machine with a large dildo. I inserted it into him and put it on a variable speed setting, while Stone fetched the ball gag and got Dean into it while he was still too fucked-out to resist. We then turned off the lights and left him in the dark, heading upstairs to have some more drinks and cigarettes out back before deciding to watch some of Dean’s best porn performances together. It was while we were watching a scene Dean had filmed where he did a round robin on three muscled twink bottoms that I got a message from Frank and Bram (the tatted couple I had started hooking up with during quarantine) to see if Stone and I wanted to get fucked by them that night. This was too good an opportunity to miss, so I invited them over to join us in using Dean which they jumped at of course. I suggested they use the separate entrance that went straight down to the basement, and then we got ourselves set up to watch using the multi-screen installation Stone had put together in one of the bedrooms. It only took a few minutes for Frank and Bram to arrive, and we watched as Dean reacted to the lights going on and two strangers walking in the side door of the basement while we was secured in the sling having his ass reamed out by the machine. He started writhing and attempting to yell around the ball gag, but it was to no avail and within moments Bram had pulled back the machine and then slammed his cock into Dean. All resistance then ceased, as the gorgeous straight porn star gave in to the ecstasy of Bram’s long thick cock. His attempted yells became moans of pleasure, at which point Frank removed the gag, turned Dean’s head to the side and inserted his own dick into the man’s mouth. Stone and I watched in awe as the two men absolutely went to town on Dean, repeatedly swapping positions but otherwise never letting up on the frenetic fucking of the porn star’s ass. We eventually decided we needed to be there in person, so headed down to the basement to join them. Thereafter it became a four-way ganging up on Dean, with us having taken his wrists out of the leather cuffs so he could also use his hands to service our cocks while we waited our turn to be back inside him. In all, he got eight more loads, and I knew that Frank and Bram were pretty potent (indeed, they might have been the ones who pozzed me in the first place) so Dean was probably not long for the neg world. We were all pretty exhausted by the end of it, with Frank and Bram wearily making their exit while we finally got Dean down from the sling after plugging him up. He almost needed our help to remain standing as we took a shower together, and then we brought him to our bed for the night. I lay down in front of him and got his dick into me, and then Stone lay down behind, removed the plug and tossed it on the floor, and inserted himself into the fucked-out probably-not-so-straight-anymore hunk. We then all drifted off to sleep in a happy, contented chain. Dean seemed to be in no rush to leave the following morning, and eventually we spent the day at our place talking, swimming in the pool, napping, and of course fucking. Stone and I were a bit more versatile, enjoying a hard fuck each from the experienced top while of course also adding several more loads to his hole, which we otherwise kept plugged up. Even by the evening he didn’t seem to be wanting to leave, so after a few drinks we strapped him down on the fuck bench in the playroom, put in the ball gag again along with a blindfold over his eyes, and then invited a whole series of fuckbuddies of ours to come over and have at it. Stone and I were both quite tired, so we mostly conserved our energy by relaxing for a few hours in front of the multi-screens watching the proceedings, before concluding the night by going down and adding our final loads of the day. Once again, after a three-way shower Dean spent the night sleeping in the middle of a Greg and Stone sandwich. He did eventually leave the next morning after we’d both fucked him a final time, but three days later he was back. We had some more fun, before inviting Frank and Bram to come by and take Dean away with them. He was very nervous about this, but sufficiently drunk and horny that he agreed to go with them back to their place so Stone and I could get sufficient rest to prepare for a shoot we had coming up together out in the desert. Four days later we got back home after a successful couple of days in Nevada. This one had actually been a big deal as Stone had bottomed on camera for the first time in an orgy scene we shot on some boulders in the desert, with me only notionally topping for a bit before being taken by a whole army of men (albeit often in the background as they focused the filming on Stone’s “deflowering”). Anyway, when we got back we soon had a message from Bram saying that they were heading off to Palm Springs for a few days so would be bringing Dean back to us, which floored us both as we had just assumed they would have had their fun for a night before he went home. Evidently he had voluntarily stayed as their live-in cumdump, and had been shared with even more of their network of contacts during that time. This meant he had been taking high viral loads for several days, so PEP was no longer an option for him if he suddenly freaked out and tried to undo things. Dean was an unkempt mess when he was dropped off, so rather than picking up where we left off we instead got him showered, shaved, and dressed in some of my clothes. We then left him in peace by the pool, but kept an eye on him as he gradually seemed to start to deal with things. Later in the day I joined him outside, sitting on a lounger next to him for a while until he eventually spoke up and started asking me questions about my own experiences. “Have I been pozzed?” he asked, a bit out of the blue given we had been mostly talking about sexual identity. “Yes” I said, deciding honesty was probably a good policy at this point. “Are you sure?” “No, you can’t be until you’ve been tested, but I think you probably will be converting soon.” He sat in silence staring at the pool for a while. “Are you poz?” he asked. “Yes” I replied, “and so is Stone.” He nodded, not looking away from the pool. “We’re not on meds either, and neither are most of the men who fucked you” I stated, readying myself for an angry or even violent reaction. However, he remained calm and still, just staring at the pool. “I know” he eventually said. “I already knew.” “You did?” I asked. He nodded, but didn’t say anything else immediately. “I don’t know why I did it” he said after a while. “You were horny” I offered. “No” he said. “I mean, yes, but I could have done something else about that. I chose to come here.” I decided to just remain silent, instead lighting a cigarette and offering him one which he accepted. We then sat and smoked in silence. “Can you fuck me again?” he asked, after stubbing out his cigarette, swivelling round on the lounger and facing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “I can’t think about this shit anymore.” “Well OK” I replied, giving him a warm smile. Dean ended up staying with us for a few days, getting used to a new life he was carving out for himself by being fucked repeatedly, while also spending some time talking to us, reading things on the net or just sitting by the pool thinking about what was to come. We decided to let on about the cameras, and he actually got quite into working with the footage to pull together a well edited record of his days-long likely pozzing. He did eventually go home, but we kept an eye on him and were therefore able to be on hand when the conversion started. We brought him back to ours in a delirious state and took care of him, and once he started to come out the other side we did a quick home test before - and with his blessing - starting to invite others over to fuck or be fucked by him. When he was fully recovered we took him to a clinic for a proper test, and then began the process of getting him signed to Scorpex with us as ‘sponsors’ of sorts. Releasing the homemade footage onto the net helped with that for sure, such was the public reaction (a mix of celebration and dismay). Where the studio wanted me to maintain the versatility I had shown in my last place, and they have only just started to get Stone bottoming on camera, with Dean they cast him as 100% submissive from the moment he transferred over. It’s actually amusing to re-watch films from the first stage of his career, as it’s hard to correlate that the needy, greedy bottom we now know is the same man. He’s never really talked to us about how he feels about us deliberately pozzing him, and actually we don’t see him that much anymore as he seems to always be out on the hunt for cock. However, he did get in touch recently to let us know that he’d seen another of our gay-for-pay former studio stablemates breeding a guy in a club, suggesting that this hunk might be open to a bit of play off-camera. Suffice it to say that Stone and I have started making plans…

It’s how I take a good 95% of my loads - door unlocked, ass up and blindfolded. I’m a no loads refused bottom and love just being a thing for a top to nut in, and not so much as seeing them makes it all the hotter for me.

My first experience was with my step dad. I am the youngest of 4. My real dad died when I was a baby so when my mom met and married my step dad I had really never had a father until then. When I was 9 my mom separated and then divorced my step dad. The house was really turbulent at that time. My siblings were in high school and a handful for my mom. My step dad got a job in another state and through a series of events I was asked if I wanted to go and live with him for a while. I jumped at the chance given the chaotic state of our house at that time. He is a very warm and sweet man so I loved him early on. We ended up moving into a one bedroom apartment because he didn’t know how long I was going to stay. At first he was staying on a pull out couch the was not very comfortable. I was 9 sleeping in a queen bed so it made sense to sleep together. I now know as an adult that I was infatuated with him. He is 6’3” has always had an incredible body and carried his masculinity well. He is a back sleeper and I am a side sleeper so I would spend my mornings just watching his large masculine body sleep next to me. I was young and didn’t know anything about sex but I knew I wanted to lay next to him. He wore only boxers to bed so occasionally I would get a glimpse of his massive cock when it would fall out under his shorts or through the hole in front. The first time I touched it was by accident. Maybe it wasn’t an accident but I tell myself that. I woke up to it in my hand. I must have grabbed it in my sleep. I couldn’t let go. I loved feeling it in my hand. I looked over at my dad and he had his eyes open and was just staring at the ceiling. When he knew I was awake he looked over and connected eyes with me. I was shocked and scared. He just said….it’s ok. I didn’t let go. After that I found myself holding onto it more and more. He never pulled away or said stop. Sometimes he would get hard and I was in awe of its size and girth. He is 9.5 thick. I would just hold it and rub it. Not knowing what I was doing to him as a man. The first time he came from me touching him was shocking but I was so happy to make him happy. I had never seen cum so he had to explain what it was. I was not afraid of it at all and wanted it to happen again and again. Naturally our relationship evolved to me sucking his cock. The best I could. I loved it. When he would cum I would love it. I started to taste it and then of course eat it. We played like that for a few years until I was 13. I started to feel my body and needs change. I wanted to cuddle more and feel his body on me. We would spoon and of course I was always the little spoon. I still am at 5’5” as an adult. By then we were sleeping naked and I really liked it. He would rub his cock on my back and instinctively I knew I wanted something more. It slowly evolved to him sliding between my cheeks and rubbing until he came. I loved the feeling. Around my 13th birthday I started to get more aggressive and would grab his cock and point it at my hole when he came. I liked the warmth of his cum on my hole. Soon after I started to rub the head of his cock on my hole. Sometimes it would start to stretch my hole and I would feel him start to penetrate me. His size is so big I didn’t think it would ever fit in me. Over months we continued to play like that until he was getting more of himself inside of me. Eventually he was able to fully fit inside of me with ease. By this time puberty was really kicking in and I was aching to get bred nightly. I was also cumming hands free sometimes and loves the orgasms. This relationship evolved as i developed to become traditional. He would joke how he could not keep up with my need and would beg to take a night off. I would always find a way to have sex with him though. This went on until I went to college out of state. We are still very close but no longer have a sexual relationship. I have zero regrets.

I get a raging hard on every time I'm fucked!

I exchanged blowjobs with a buddy of mine when we were 15. I started fucking older men when I was 18, a freshman in college. Lots of older dudes wanted a young guy to pound them raw.

I find attitude and willingness much sexier than looks. Give me a sub bottom who's into it over a sexy dude who is just going through the motions.

I liked reconnecting with Jason, the high school quarterback I caught fucking my first boyfriend. I had seen him a few more times at bars, clubs, parties, bathhouses. He was always getting fucked. I mean, so was I, but it seemed like he never stopped fucking. As the months wore on, I got busier at work and then spent the summer teaching remedial courses for extra cash. I wasn't going out much then, but I was on the apps and adam4adam. I was getting fucked regularly. When I saw Jason again, the gorgeous football player was gaunt and haggard. I ran into him at a bathhouse and was just stunned when he stopped me to say hi. We got fucked and bred next to each other in the hallway by two frat boys. I was looking at Jason as we got fucked bareback and bred. He was still incredibly attractive, but that was all covered over by a layer of "worn out." I went home that night and told myself that I had to slow down. I'd ruin my chances of getting a boyfriend if everyone could have me so easily. I'd also end up looking so tired and "worn out." That was not my path. I decided. Then Grindr hit in 2009. I was hooked. I was on it regularly and my ass was getting pumped full of a lot of guys' cum. Condoms were almost cliche with my hookups, only some of them even mentioned using one. I didn't even really need to go to Manhattan to hit the bars. I liked to go to Manhattan though and turn on Grindr. I'd be getting nailed pretty quickly. This app was amazing. So many horny hot guys. I started in a new school in Queens during the Fall 2009. It was really difficult. I was making progress with the class over time though. It just took so much effort that I didn't really have time for anything else - including Grindr. I got fucked maybe once a month all during the school year and summer(taught remedial again). That was not enough. My hole was twitchy. It needed cock. And, I knew deep down, it needed cum. When I looked up from work in Fall 2010, it seemed like the world had changed. Marriage Equality was coming! It hadn't happened in NY yet, but we all knew it would. It seemed like guys couldn't wait though and were going to other states to get hitched. I saw Facebook photos, received wedding invitations, and generally thought I was so disconnected from it all. Guys I met in college. Couples I fucked around with. Guys I'd seen for years in the bathhouses and at parties. Guys that just met for the first time. All getting married. That's when it hit me. I hadn't even been asked on a date in 6 years. 6 years! I was stunned. I'd had hundreds of sex partners in that time, but no dates. My depression worsened and I was starting to have trouble leaving the house. Sara, my previous roommate now dating my brother, got me to see a doctor and get on drugs. It took a few months, but I was starting to feel better again. It helped to walk the city at night and take the train. Not sure why, but being in the lively city helped me feel more alive. On one of my walks, I ran into Steve. It was so good to see him. We hugged in the middle of the street and talked for an hour without moving. Steve is great! He has a good job, is well adjusted, dating a guy (not seriously). We decided to grab a drink. One drink turned into a full night of dancing shirtless. It was so much fun. Steve texted me the next day and asked if I want to go to a party he heard about - Under 35 Only, Exclusive Party. It was held in an unfinished loft style building on the West Side. The place is fitted out for the party, rooms separated by curtains and sheer drapery, couches, tables, bars. It was dimly lit. Guys had to strip to their underwear to gain entrance. There was a flat $100 fee, but liquor was free inside. I looked around and all the guys were young and gorgeous. I was hesitant at first because I felt really fat compared to these guys. Steve stepped in and said, "Fuck man. You are as hot as I remember. When did you start wearing jockstraps?" He winked at me and we went for drinks. He made me feel more confident. We were in line for drinks and I saw my old roommate John. I was happy to see him. He looked great and twinky as ever. So cute. I introduced John and Steve. We all hung out for our first round and then split up to look for guys to fuck. The crowd was starting to make out and fuck around. My hole was ready. I needed to get fucked tonight. A muscle guy stopped me and we chatted for a bit. I leaned in and felt his chest and he felt my ass. He kissed me. We made out for awhile. Then he turned me around. He felt my ass. He said, "Are you a bottom?" I said I was. He said, "Good." He rubbed against my back and pulled my hand back to rub his cock. It was a good cock. I stroked him and pushed his briefs down to get his cock out. He said, "Get it wet." I turned around and got on my knees. I looked around briefly and guys were having sex all over the place. I took his cock in my mouth. He was trimmed and freshly showered. He tasted really good. I sucked on him for about 5 minutes before he pulled me up and turned me around. He rubbed up on my back and lowered himself to his knees. He spread my ass and jammed his tongue in my hole. He tongue fucked me for a bit and ate my ass. He slid up my body again, feeling me the entire time. His cock resting on my ass. He spit in his hand a few times and wet his cock. He pointed it at my hole and pushed. I pushed back and his head popped in. As he slipped inside me further he whispered, "I'm in you raw. Do you want me to use a condom?" I moaned and pushed back some more. I said, "No. It feels good like this." That's when he slid all the way in. We didn't say anything else to each other until the end when he was fucking me with short strokes really quickly. He whispered, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I softly replied, "Do it. Cum in me." He did. His cum felt good and warm. I smiled. He turned me around again, pulled my jockstrap down and sucked my cock. That felt really good too. I was on edge and going to cum in his mouth soon. I looked around and saw bottom boy John getting nailed hard by a short redhead. He was going to town on John's ass and John was clearly loving it. He had his hands pressed against the wall and was moving his ass in rhythm with the redhead's cock. As I watched, I got a bit distracted and realized I wasn't going to cum so quickly anymore. I put my hand on my top's head and turned my attention back to him. I was getting close again when I heard John say, "Yeah, fill me up." Safe-sex only John. Always condoms John. Good boy John. Going to study AIDS John. Always warning me about unprotected sex John. There was a guy pulling his cock out of John's ass and his cock was bare. No condom. I had just seen John take a load from a dude he didn't know. Fuck that was so hot! I came in my top's mouth and he swallowed my load. My top and I hung for a bit, but then parted ways. I couldn't find John, but did find Steve. Steve had just fucked a cute black guy. Steve said, "Let's go to my place and fuck. I want your ass." We went to Steve's place. We hung out, he fucked me bareback, bred me, made me beg for his cum, and we slept. We woke up in the morning, fucked again and again and again. I really liked Steve. Steve and I started dating that day. We were pretty inseparable. It was really a good time being with him. I didn't feel the same way about Steve that I felt about Eli, Justin or Connor. It wasn't a burning passion. It was more comfortable and easier. I liked Steve.

My first time was with my older brother. I was 10 and he was 13 and I caught him jerking off and he told me about blowjobs and I sucked my first dick that day. We did that every day for a few months before we started fucking. We still fuck a few times a week. I think he started my love for cock and cum.

The next morning Steve woke me up by sliding his cock in my ass and pounding away with my face in the pillow until he came in my ass. The sound of his parents milling around the house only made it that much hotter. I shot my load as I jerked off. We showered and went downstairs for breakfast. Steve told his parents we were going downtown and then to the mall. He said we would try to meet up with some of his friends and we wouldn't be back until after dinner. I was thinking, wtf are we doing today? Ha. Steve said to dress kinda slutty so I put on my jockstrap, a tight shirt, and jeans. Steve was in shorts and a tank. Steve said, Dude it's July wear some shorts and I told him I didn't have sexy shorts. Steve gave me one of his to try on. He was not my size, so the were kinda tight. I was almost too embarrassed to wear them. Steve said I looked sexy. I blushed. We drove downtown and Steve said we were going to a used bookstore. Images of a public sex place filled my head. We parked and walked down this street and to my surprise it was an actual used book store. We went inside and I geeked out a bit. I like book stores and used ones are pretty awesome because they are cheap and it is like a treasure hunt. We looked around for awhile and then Steve grabbed my ass and said look over there. I saw an area near where the owner stood, just across the aisle from him actually, that looked like it was all magazines. Steve said, see that black dude, he is looking at the porn mags. I thought - porn mags - do those still exist....like hello internet. But, whatever. Steve said, lets go over by him. We went over and stood by the magazines and the guy was flipping through a straight magazine - tits everywhere. I was nervous. Steve picked up a gay porn magazine and we looked at pictures of the guys together. The black guy, mid 40s, bulky muscular, and big looked over at us and smiled. He leaned in to pick up a gay magazine from one of the boxes and he whispered, "You fags looking for fun." Steve said, "Hell yes." The guy asked if we had a place to go and we said no. He said we could go to his place but it had to be quick. I couldn't believe it when we all left together. That was so quick. I could never have figured that out without Steve. We got outside and the black guy told us his name was Lou. We introduced ourselves and walked three blocks down the street and turned into what looked like a new housing project. Like maybe built in the 90s. We went inside and Lou said, "We gotta be quick. This is my moms place and she is at the senior center." He pushed his shorts down and out flopped a heavy and big cock. I dropped to my knees in front of him and started to lick and suck his cock. As his cock grew, it stretched my mouth wider. Man, this was a fat cock. I kept sucking and Lou put his hands behind my head and started to deep throat me some. I gagged some and thought I might throw up once, but he worked his cock further into my mouth and throat. My eyes were watering. I felt Steve behind me pulling my shorts down my thighs and he was rubbing my hole with his cock. I felt him try to push in but he was too dry and it hurt. I stopped sucking Lou and said, "Steve that hurts." Lou said, "Damn youngin, don't you know you gotta lick it before you stick it." Lou laughed and then we all laughed and Lou said, here use this. He gave Steve some vaseline that was sitting near his mom's chair. (knitting needles, tissues, vaseline, bengay, some pills, etc) It had to be her chair. Steve fingered some vaseline in my ass and rubbed some on his cock. He slid into me more easily and I went back to sucking Lou's cock. Steve fucked me hard. I was groaning around Lou's cock. Lou grabbed my head again and took over. He used my mouth and throat and Steve used my ass. Everything hurt, but it all hurt in a good way. I heard Lou ask Steve, "You close man? I'm gonna give this bitch my load soon." Steve said, "Fcuk yeah, me too!" I didn't have to wait long before Steve busted his load in my ass and Lou blew in my mouth. I swallowed as much of Lou's load as I could and the rest dribbled out when Lou slid his cock from my mouth. Lou kissed me. He licked the cum off my lips and said I was a sweet boy. I pulled up my shorts in the back as Steve got dressed. Lou asked us if we wanted to meet him at a bathhouse later that evening. Steve said yes. I looked shocked and a bit scared. Lou put his arm around my shoulders and said, "It's okay sweet boy. I won't let anything bad happen to you." I smiled at Lou and he said he would walk us back out of the housing complex and to the car. Steve and I went and had lunch, saw the State Capitol, hit Lark Street (supposedly a gay area), and then drove out to the mall. We hung out at the mall, saw a movie, grabbed food and then hung around the mall for about an hour. Steve said, we need to stop at CVS before we go to the bathhouse so we left and we got some water bottle enemas (the small ones) and some Magnum condoms. Steve got condoms some for himself (not Magnums) and said, "These aren't for you. You feel too good taking it raw. I want these for the bathhouse." I blushed. We drove to the bathhouse in Troy. I was really nervous. We went in and went through the ritual of first time visitors, a review of the rules, etc. We got a room to share. The guy asked if we were boyfriends and we said no, he said "Have fun and play safe. Everyone in there likes young guys like you. The first thing we did was go get undressed and Steve helped me douche. I insisted on using 3 of the 4 water douches we bought. I even refilled two of them with warm water just in case. I was really anxious about not being clean enough, but I think I was just channeling how anxious I was about being in a bathhouse at all. I knew about them sure, but just 3 months ago I had only had sex with 1 guy - Eli. Just one guy and now I was in a bathhouse. We walked around and I saw groups of guys and guys standing. Some guys grabbed for us and touched us, but it seemed okay enough. Then I saw Lou. He smiled his big smiled and came over and kissed me. He asked how I was doing and I told him I was nervous. He said, "Sweet boy will my cock calm you down?" I laughed and so did he. We went to the room and I dropped my towel immediately. Steve asked Lou what end he wanted and Lou said, I want to try his ass. Lou asked if I was cool with that and I said he would be the biggest cock I ever took. Lou said he'd take good care of me. Lou was true to his word. Steve took out the Magnums we bought and I said, "Because I wanted you to fuck me tonight Lou." Lou bent me over and immediately stuck his tongue in my ass. He stopped and said, "Sweet Boy cleaned himself out, huh?" I said yes and Lou dove back in and ate my ass for a long time. He would stop and finger me and say I have a great ass. I was sucking Steve's cock this whole time and eating his ass some. Steve was saving up for what he called a HUGE load for me. Lou kept eating and fingering my ass for at least an hour. He said that he loved eating ass. My cock would bounce every time he drove his tongue up my ass hard. God damn! That tongue felt so good. Lou then started to use lube to finger me. It was a black bottle and he said it is his favorite. I was sucking on Steve and kept feeling pressure on my ass. Next thing I know, Steve is saying "Fuck man, you have 4 fingers in his ass." Then he said a bit more timidly and in a breathier voice, "Are you going to fist him?" Lou said, "No way man. I'm not trying to ruin his ass. Just opening him up." Lou kept fingering and twisting his fingers in my ass. Steve was just sitting back and stroking his cock watching us. Lou had me get on the bed on all fours facing the wall. Steve was at the head of the bed stroking. Lou was now rubbing his big cock in my ass crack and dropping more lube in my crack and fingering more into my ass. Lou aimed his cock at my hole and slid in a bit. I winced, but I was ready. Damn that was a big cock. Steve said, "Wait man. You need to use a rubber." I said, "Yeah Lou, please put one on." Lou kissed my neck and slid his cock from my ass and said, "Sure sweet boy." I looked at Steve and mouthed "Thank you" Steve nodded at me. Lou put the Magnum on and rubbed lube on it. He jerked his cock some and said, "Usually rubbers make me go soft but you have the finest ass I've seen in a long time. I don't think I've ever been this hard wearing a condom." I winced as he slid inside me. Fuck this hurt way more than before. OMG! It hurt. It burned and I was not ready for it. I grunted and winced. Lou said, breathe baby and relax. He kissed me on my back and neck and rubbed some lube on my cock. Damn this was good lube. I started to relax and then I realized. OMG! I lost my virginity again. This is the first condom that's ever been in my ass. I thought back to Eli and the other guys. No one had used condoms, not even Steve. This was the first condom covered cock I'd ever taken. I was so proud of myself for being a good boy. But then Lou moved again and the pain was back. Fuck! Eventually Lou and I got into a rhythm and he started to fuck me. I was taking it better. I was moaning now. I was stroking my slick cock and Lou was steadily fucking me. Then he pulled out and dropped his whole cock back inside my ass all the way to his balls. Holy crap that burned. It was too much. I winced and said it hurt. Lou said, "Time for more lube." Lou took out his cock and lubed it again and then lubed my ass more and put some on my cock. I groaned when he slid back inside me slowly. Lou then pulled out and rammed back in again, over and over. Each time it burned more from the friction of the dry condom. I realized that unlike the cocks I'd taken bareback, condoms always needed more lube or it hurt. At least with big cocks like Lou's. Fuck it hurt and burned but he was also hitting places in me that felt really good. I mean really good. Lou said, "Have you ever used poppers?" I said no. Steve said yes. He told Steve to get some from his locker and Steve went off as Lou was fucking me. Steve left the door open when he left and by the time he got back there was a small crowd watching my 18 year old ass get plowed by a 40-something year old black man with a huge cock. I was moaning and blushing at the same time. I heard the guys mumbling and I knew it was about us. Lou kept fucking away at my ass. Steve closed the door and I heard at least one guy say, "Please don't close the door." Steve opened the poppers and took a long hit as he got back on the bed. Lou and Steve showed me how to take a bit as Lou was pounding my ass. In a few minutes, I was high. Things were blurry and I was loving the cock. Lou went back to taking his cock out, adding lube, and ramming it back in my ass. He stopped adding lube as I totally loosened up with the popper high. It still hurt and burned some now that he wasn't using more lube. Lou kept pulling out and ramming back in my ass. I was reaching for Steve's cock now and really wanted to suck him as I got fucked. I licked the head and balls on his cock, but Lou pulled me back on his cock instead. He had me balls deep and he pulled my frame up to kiss him. Lou kissed me with his cock in my ass. He pushed me down on the bed and took his cock out and rammed in again and then again and again. Steve had me do more poppers and Lou's cock felt really really good now. Lou was fucking me with long strokes, but no longer pulling all the way out. He was moaning now. He asked how I liked his cock. I said it feels so good inside me. Lou was really fucking me now and I had to lay flat on the bed ass up to hold my balance. He said, "Does my cock feel better now?" I said "Fuck yeah it does. It feels great. There's no burning and it doesn't hurt." Lou kept fucking me and fucking me. I was totally high and loving his cock. Lou said he was getting close to cumming. For the first time I realized, wow I won't be getting his load. He's wearing a condom. I felt safe and in control and happy that I was finally using condoms. He asked me where I wanted it and as he said it I felt his massive cock jerk and explode inside me. I felt very wet. Fuck that was so hot. I almost came from feeling him cum. Lou rested on my back and, after a few minutes, he pulled out. Lou said, "Aw Fuck Sweet boy, the condom broke while I was fucking you." I didn't think they could break. Shit I never thought of that. Lou said he must've been fucking me too hard. I looked and the condom was ripped and literally all the way at the base of his dick. I was so high and well fucked that all I said was, "No wonder it started to feel so good near the end." Lou smiled at me and said, "It always feels better bareback" I shrugged my shoulders as I felt his load leaking out of my ass. Steve said, "You are such a slut." Steve smiled at me, lifted my legs and asked if I wanted his cock. I laid back, spread my legs wider, and said I was. Steve fucked me hard. He said I was really loose and so wet. It didn't take Steve long before he came inside me with a roar. Lou watched and jerked his soft cock watching Steve fuck me. After Steve came we all went to shower. After I was done, I went back to the room and grabbed the poppers and then looked around for Steve and Lou. I took a long hit. I got a bit lost and wound up in a room with holes in the walls. I saw some other guys around and I looked through one of the holes. I saw a guy stroking his cock, but not much more of him. He slid his cock through the hole and said, "suck it." And, I did. I sucked and sucked. When my jaw got tired I took another hit of poppers. The guy came in my mouth and I swallowed. He said, "Thanks kid." Then another cock popped through. This one was darker, but not black, and I sucked on his cock too. He asked me to stand up and turn around so he could feel my hot ass. I did and he felt my used ass. He asked if I had been fucked that night. I said yes and I took another hit of the poppers. I felt his cock on my ass and the guy asked, "Is that cum I feel in your ass?" I said yes. He asked if I had any condoms. I said not with me but in my room. He popped his cock in my ass. He said, "Let's fuck here for awhile and then we can go to your room and get the condoms." I said sure and I felt his cock slide all the way inside. I said, "You can bareback me for a few minutes. Then we can get the condoms." The dude fucked me hard and fast. I had to put my hands on the floor to steady myself. Wow the cock felt good. The guy was speeding up and said, "I'm close. Do you want to go to your room?" I didn't know what I wanted. I knew we should go get the condoms but I didn't really care that much. His cock felt so good. The guy said it louder, "I'm going to cum. Do you want my load?" I heard myself say, "Cum in my ass man." And this dude I had never seen came deep in my ass. I felt him pull out of my ass and then I felt another cock slide inside me. This guy said, "Sweet ass man." I took another hit of poppers and the guy fucked me fast and quick and said, "I'm cumming in your ass." After he slid out of me, I stood up and stumbled some. I leaned against the wall, cum leaking out of my ass. I found my way back to the showers where I saw Lou shoving his cock in another twink. The twink was taking it raw. I got hard and then Steve found me. He got on his knees and sucked me off. I came in his mouth watching Lou cum in the twink's ass. Steve and I got dressed and left. He asked where I went and I told him about the room with the holes. He said, "The glory hole room. You are a total slut." He kissed me and we went back to his parent's house and passed out.

I really want to go raw but definitely don't want to be pozzed so it's pretty rare that I take a loads. But having my ass filled is the ultimate feeling.