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PART 2- UNKNOWN FRIEND TAGGED IN I lay strapped in the swing, my hole wrecked and cum dripping out of it waiting to be released from the swing. i ask "sir can you untie me?" SC: Raw-PDaddy replies: haha oh slut boy il let you go once we are all done. now be a good slut boy and enjoy my friend. his cock is as big as mine maybe bigger. il be nice enough to keep you poppered up cuz he takes a long time to cum. and when he does, your cum slut hole will be quenched. so I took the offer and right as they hit my nose I felt a big cock slapping my hole and again, balls deep. but this time it wasn't bad at all thanks to the first guy keeping me good with the Ps. my cock was pouring out cum from my prostate being pounded. and an hour or so later this guy filled me as much as the first. but didn't pull out. he grunted as he smiled and just kept going. I dont know why but I needed more. to be continued

The lads continued to chat as the match continued with Dave feeling more buzzed with every hit he took. Niall told him that tingling sensation was totally normal but so was sweating. Despite having a couple of cold cans the guys were starting to overheat, leading to Niall losing his t-shirt. Dave hadn't seen him topless before. He couldn't help but stare at his older mates fur covered chest and fit body. As the match was ending Niall decided he'd shower and change leaving Dave in the sitting room. Dave was feeling good and noticed there was still something left in the pipe so took another couple of hits. This really hit him and got his mind racing. He decided to take Niall up on his offer and headed to the bedroom to see if he'd find a pair of boxers to impress the ladies. Niall was just coming out of the shower as Dave was opening the drawer. "Well, well, well, find a pair you like?" In response Dave held up a yellow pair of CK trunks. "Good choice, they'll really show your bulge, throw em on". In no time Dave had stripped below the waste and put on Niall's underwear in front of him. Niall walked toward Dave, cupping his balls, "yep, snug out". The younger man blushed as the older just smirked and gave him a cheeky wink, "They'll all be after a bit of this lad tonight". At that, Niall started to stroke Dave. Dave was suddenly starting to sober a bit as his body couldn't help but react to the helping hand. He started to back away but Niall stayed with him, laughing, "Ha man, you must be horny out". Dave knew Niall was just trying to take the piss but everything he had taken was kicking in and he couldn't help himself. Niall was relentless as Dave kept stepping back, eventually falling back on Niall's bed. Niall released his towel, his own cock now semi hard. He looked at Dave, "Looks like we could both do with this". He pushed Dave down, the teen tried to get up but he was out weighed. The older man slowly started to pull down the underwear. "Just stay calm lad, you'll enjoy it". Dave tried to struggle as Niall lay on top, their cocks pressed together. Niall started to grind against Dave, grunting, telling his apprentice how good it felt. Dave was torn, he felt like crying but was starting to like the feeling of body contact. Both men's pre-cum started to mix on their bellies, staining the shirt Dave never had a chance to remove. Niall moved his face closer to Dave, "See Davey boy, nothing wrong with a couple of mates helping each other out". Dave could only moan in response. Both could feel the tension building in their cocks, Niall coming first. Dave almost came round in the time it took Niall to come down. However the older man used his cum as lube and started to wank the younger to completion before collapsing beside him. The men dozed for a minute or two with Niall getting up and declaring they'd both need another shower before going out and that Dave would probably need to borrow something else to wear.

so im on the prowl. young bubble butt bottom needing some cock. so I opened all the apps and sites I could find. putting out there, "neg bottom bubble butt wanting my ass pounded raw!" that should get some tops. and sure shit my inboxes were full of cock pics. sent one daddy type a message back. SC: Raw-PDaddy he gave me a location and I jetted out my door so fast. my hole has been hungry lol. so I get to the address. and he messages me again, SC: Raw-Daddy- hey u cumslut boy, come in threw the side door, down the stairs, make a right and strip down. il see you in a minute. I did as he told me to, the stairway down was dark except a red light to the right, im halfway naked before I get to the bottom. I turn right and it's a red lit room, swing to the left and some kinda bench thing with straps and an X with straps. I thought, well if you die at least u will die happy lol I heard a voice from behind me say, "ok slut boy, but the blind fold on and pick 1,2,3." yes sir, I said, 2? with a tremble in my voice. "good slut boy." he comes up behind me and grabs my hands behind my back, and omfg I felt his giant cock hitting my butt from behind when we walked forward. he turns me around and lays me in the swing sling thing. my hands strapped tight and my feet too. "now boy, your all mine. I hope you are ready for your tight hole to be wrecked. and Raw is law." I thought he would ease it in, nope he had minimal lube on, and just when balls deep. it hurt bad but I don't know what lube he used but it kinda made the pain go away almost numbed me but then his dick just pound my once tight hole. I then got a hit of poppers and I was flying. I dont know how much time went by. but all of a sudden he started grunting and pulled my head up by him and growled into my ear "your poor slut hole is now mine, and about to be given my toxic cum boy." he pounded hard and BAM! HE RELEASES, ROPES OF CUM. I felt it in my insides now. part 1

Hello Men. Long time admirer, First time poster. A private men's club meets in Denver three days each week. On Wednesday afternoon the turnout was pretty decent. A good mix of ages, body types and top/vers/bottom guys. The atmosphere is bathhouse but without wet areas. It is a fairly small venue so the action is more concentrated. There is a lounge area with couches, an open area with some beds and a sling. The back area is a large room with two large beds. That is where the action really gets going. While some guys prefer to watch, most are there to get busy. The bonus about Wednesday is many guys are on a lunch break so they are quick to cum and go. After watching some anal popper hypno and stretching my ass with some of my more robust toys, I was ready to go full cum slut. Arrived just after the open and quickly got ready in the changing area. To enhance my bottom status I wore my leather bulldog harness, ass open jock and red soccer socks. Went straight to the back room and began cruising. Both beds each had a beefy bottom offering it all up. I sat down next to the one who was already sucking a hot, tall, thin well hung guy. I began to play with the bottoms ass and kept one eye on the guys watching the action. A minute later a middle aged guy with a nice 7 inch hard-on was cruising me. I slid off the bed onto my knees mouth open. Three seconds later the cock was passing through my lips into the back of my throat. I worked on him til he was sloppy wet and asked if he wanted my hole. Yes. I jumped onto the edge of the bed ass up face down. He was at my hole and I pushed back feeling him open me wide. After about five minutes of aggressive fucking, holding firm by the harness and telling me to take his cock, he slapped my ass and said thanks. I turned around and asked to clean him off and he let me suck and lick the lube and ass juices from his rock hard cock. My attention turned to the bottom next to me. I ate his ass while he sucked cock. My cock was fully erect and I decided to top this guy. His ass was ready and I fucked him deep until I went to the edge. Pulled out for a minute and repeated. I was ready for more action. Got cruised by another bottom. This guy was early 40’s with a smaller frame. I am 6’4”, 220#, fit, not ripped, swim/gym bod for perspective. He really wanted my nearly 9 inches of erect manhood. He pleaded for me to go easy and I politely heeded his request. With him on his back, knees up, I locked my arms under his legs and raised his tight little hole to meet my cock. I slipped in just the head. Coaxing him to relax and breathe, I slowly, deliberately pushed deeper. My cock found his second ring and he jumped a bit so I pulled back and let him adjust. Soon I was working into a good rhythm and a few minutes later his eyes rolled back in his head. I asked if he was close and wanted to cum. My motives were purely selfish. CUM. I gave him room to stroke while I fucked him. Less than a minute later I could feel his ass throbbing as he moaned and began to shoot. He kept saying I am still cumming as he shot 3!4!5!6 times over his chest and stomach. After squeezing the last few squirts, I pulled out, buried my face in his abs and began to lick all the cum from his sweaty stomach and chest. He tasted fantastic. When I was done my chin and nose were wet with semen. I was still rock hard but needed to get fucked. Went back to the bed action and cruised a mature daddy type with a smaller cock. I am mostly a bottom and all tops are welcome. He was ready and I went face down and ass up to give the best angle for depth. His fingers slipped into my hole and he worked the in and out, back and forth til he was satisfied. He lined up and pushed all the way in. I made sure to push back and clamped down with my ass muscles. He was fucking me and I was getting vocal encouraging him to go harder and use my tight hole. I sensed he might be the first so I worked hard for his load. He was riding me and I made sure he felt me tighten on the pull back. His pace increased and I loudly said breed me daddy. Fill me with your seed. Breed me. Breed me. He slammed into me and I knew he was unloading. He pumped me a few times while breathing heavy. He stayed in deep for a minute while he caught his breath. I tightened down as he pulled out and swung around. I gobbled up his cock in my mouth and tasted all the goodness. He was sensitive and I squeezed out one last drop before he thanked me and disappeared behind the wall of men watching and stroking. Load #1! The well hung guy from before was there. He was easily my length but thicker. I asked him if he wanted my ass and he stepped forward. This time I went ass up over the corner of the bed to give him maximum control.Thank goodness I had used my biggest dildo, the 8x2, because this guy was about that thick. As he lined up, I took a big hit of some quality Amyl poppers from the EU. I held it as his head pushed against my hole. POP. He was past my first ring and slowly pushing til he was balls deep. He held there as I hit the poppers again. Using my ass muscle to squeeze him, he understood the signal and began. Between his manhood and my cum slut attire, a nice crowd began to watch, stroking. His hands grasped my hips and he methodically plowed me deep. I did my best to squeeze him and push back into him. A good rhythm developed between us and the pace quickened. Pretty soon he was slamming into me with an audible smack. More poppers and I was in ecstasy. I begged him to gape my ass and show it off. He pulled his cock out and slammed it home about 6 times. When he pulled out again, the guy next to him was like Holy Shit. He rammed home and pulled out and I could feel the cool air just inside my hole. One time, someone grabbed the lube bottle and pumped a few good size squirts right into my hole. The stud went back in and pumped me hard and fast. I sensed the change in his cock head, the feeling like there is a knot. A few thrusts later and he unloaded. He kept pumping my hole as his balls emptied before coming to a rest balls deep. Load #2. After he pulled out I asked to clean him and he offered my mouth to his dripping cock. I made sure all of the cum and lube was licked and sucked off his amazing manhood before thanking him for an amazing fuck. With the show over, for now, I got quickly got hard and entered a bottom on the other bed. I fucked him and in a few minutes I was close. Over the next five minutes I used his hole to edge my dick. Another guy moved behind me an pinched my nips while I plowed the bottom. It was too early to cum, so I paused and turned to kiss the guy behind me. As we kissed, he kept after my nips and my hand went to his cock. He was a nice size, maybe a hair better than average. I asked if he wanted my hole. Yep! He wanted me on my back. My legs went up, knees to my shoulders. He climbed aboard and his cock slid right in. He fucked me with gusto, pausing to bite my nips. I moaned and squirmed under his body but he had me locked on his cock. He fucked me this way for about five minutes before pulling out and slapping my ass. I told him when he was ready to cum, I wanted it in my ass. He said we"ll see. The crowd had grown to about 25 guys and I figured it was sling time. After climbing aboard, I didn't have to wait long. A decent looking, fairly muscular late 30's guy walked up and slid his 7" cock deep inside. He began to pump away and I hit the poppers several time. I asked one of the guys watching to pinch my tits hard. My nips were getting a nice workout while I got plowed. This guy was hit my ass for a few minutes before moving on. But, I didn't stay empty for more than a few seconds. An older dad pressed against my hole with his average cock. I pushed back and he was inside. My gut told me he was retired, married and needed to bust a nut. I clamped down while he thrust inside. Maybe a minute later, he came hard. Load #3. After a bit, I was face down, ass up on the edge of the bed. I grabbed a pillow to cover my head and waited. About half a dozen guys fucked me over the next half hour. I wasn't sure how many if any came in my ass. I went back to the sling and confirmed Load #4 appeared. He was a beefy Latin guy with a healthy sized uncut cock. I hit the poppers and let him take me. He was aggressive from the start. Pulling the sling and me onto his cock. I had that very full feeling and could feel cum running down my crack. He pounded away and while I kept snorting away at the Amyl. Lightheaded, I could feel my hole getting wrecked. I encouraged him to give me his all and he didn't disappoint. Soon I was begging for his cum. Breed me! Fill me up! I want your seed deep in me! With a few grunts and obvious thrusts, I knew he was unloading. Push it in deep I moaned out. He stayed in for a minute before sliding out and slapping me on the ass. By this point the crowd had dwindled to a few last bottoms. I held out hope for one more load, but to no avail. When I finally got dressed, I was the last man in the club. More posts to follow...

This isn't my story but one told to me by a buddy. He's happy for me to share. I may add some additional parts after but they'll just be my fantasies. Names have been changed and locations altered. This is a bit of a slow burner but it does get good. I'm just trying to recount what I was told in as much detail as possible. At nineteen Dave dropped out of university in his first year. Having gotten through secondary school with the help of his teachers he thought he was safe enough to drink his way through college and pass too. Unfortunately that plan didn't work out, nor did the back up plan of becoming a professional rugby player. Dave played through school and college and was good but just not good enough. But, because of his sports days he was a built lad; 5ft 10, broad, short cropped fair haired and blue eyes. He didn't have a six pack but is built like a brick shit house. Between his looks qnd popularity he never had an issue pulling girls but he had always been curious since mutually wanking with a mate when he was in his early teens. He figured it was just a phase but still always took a peek in the showers and admired guys on nights out. Anyway after leaving college he retuened home to his small, fairly rural, Irish town. His parents didn't take long to get sick of his lack of motivation and, after a couple of weeks his father arranged for him to do an apprenticeship in carpentry with a guy he knew through his own work. Dave was gutted, he hadn't much interest but agreed when he was basically told it was that or get out and fend for himself. About a week after he was given the news Dave met his new boss Niall. Niall was in his early 30s, about 6ft, lean but muscular body, dark hair, deep brown eyes and a decent 5 o'clock shadow. Dave remembers feeling odd the first time he met Niall, he didn't realise it was attraction at the time, just figured it was admiration for the guy who looked so well kept. "Alright lad, how's it goin?" Niall stuck out his hand to greet Dave. "Uh grand thanks" came the younger man's reply. "So your father tells me you're interested in carpentry, have you done much of it before?" Niall enquired. "Just a bit in school, and a couple of bits at home, but I was decent enough" said Dave. Niall just laughed and, after some conversation they agreed that Dave would assist with helping to finish off a kitchen unit for the week and, after that they'd see how if Dave would stay on. The project was a success, Dave impressed Niall and surprised himself at how much he enjoyed the work. Niall was quite an easy going guy and they got on well. Usually Friday's included a couple of pints after work before Niall dropped Dave home. During this time the two got to know each other well. Niall heard about Dave's rugby "career" and that he hadn't a steady girlfriend since secondary school, he figured college would provide plenty of women. In turn Dave learned that Niall had previously been engaged but it didn't work out. He had his own place on the outskirts of town and was fond of a bit of weed every now and then to relax. It was on one of those Fridays that things got interesting. After a particularly long day Niall said he felt like something stronger and took a joint out of the pocket of hos van. "You don't mind?", he asked Dave. "Nah man you're fine". "You wanna drag?" Dave was unsure, he'd never tried weed, or any drugs, but Niall reassured him it'd be fine. Dave always seemed to find it hard to say no Niall and took his first puff. "Trust me, it's great for the wind down" Niall told him. The two then discussed weekend plans; Dave's buddies all had deadlines for college so he was having a quiet one. Niall suggested he join him in town, he was going to watch a match and figured Dave might be up for it. Dave agreed but he had training that Saturday and would be running late. "No hassle" Dave told him, bring your stuff, you can shower and change at mine". Saturday came and it was a miserable day, non stop rain from morning. By the time Dave finished training he was soaked and miserable. He wasn't in much of a mood go to Niall's but felt obliged. When he pulled up, Niall answered the door in tight black t-shirt that showed off his body, grey joggers and white socks. "Fuck, you look like a drown rat" he said as Dave came in. He showed him to the bathroom and how to use the shower. I'll continue with the story later. There is chem play coming but like I say this took time to kick off.

I don't know if I'm the only one, but when it comes to personality, nothing turns me on more than a guy that's a completely uninhibited slut who's also tender hearted and kind! I remember hooking up with this beefy muscle daddy a few years ago, and he caught me off guard when he told me he moved back to Michigan to take care of his mom. I got so hard right after he said that and pumped 4 four more loads into him! Can anyone else relate?

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

Dave finished showering and heard Niall shout that he could use his bedroom to change. He had gel and aftershave if Dave needed it. He took the offer and looked around Niall's room. A queensize bed at the centre with a dresser. At the end of the bed a shelf and mirror with various scents and products. As Dave approach he noticed a discarded pair of jocks on the ground. This fascinated him. He recalled seeing plenty of lads jocks before, in the changing rooms. Bit that admiration he felt for Niall just came back. He picked up the purple calvin kleins and took a closer look. He noticed some stains in the crotch and got a shiver. He threw them down again and got himself ready to watch the rugby game. As he came down stairs he found Niall sitting on the couch smoking what he thought was weed in a small glass pipe. "Weird looking bong man, never seen one like that". Niall gave a half laugh and explained that it was something a little stronger. He told Dave as it was so bad out he felt like having a pick me up before heading out and offered some to the apprentice. Dave hesitated at first, he wondered what the effects would be. Niall explained that it was just gonna help him relax for the night ahead and would keep him going while clubbing. As had happened on previous occasions Dave followed Niall's advice. The two men then sat down and agreed to watch the first half of the match before venturing further. As the first half progressed the two men took turns at the pipe between them, commenting on play. Niall commented on the size of the men, complimenting Dave on his body, "you're big, but not fat or the like". Dave loved getting praise from the older man he admired and returned the favour telling Niall he kept himself well. Niall put it to Dave he must have seen plenty in the changing rooms though, explaining that he mostly worked, went to the gym and pool and normally no one really parades around in the leisure centre. Dave agreed and then laughed as he commented that he saw plenty of jocks thrown around the place too, like yours upstairs. He suddenly stopped and apologised, saying the pipe must be going to his head. Niall told him not to worry. It makes a fella chatty and that they were just underwear. It was at this point Dave admitted his own underwear was just generic stuff and he needed to invest. Niall laughed, offered him the pipe again and in a serious tone said "Well man, if ya like, I've plenty pairs upstairs. You're free to try em for the night". Dave coughed out of shock, Niall calmly continued to explain that if he pulled a woman might find his stuff more sexy than some random pound shop job. He told Dave think about it while they watched the match and refilled the pipe. "Too wet to head just yet man, might as well have a bit more".

Moderator's Note: Chapters 8 and 9 were mistakenly posted out of order. Chapter 9 which used to be here was moved to the end of Chapter 8, so the next post now contains both these chapters.

I have had quite a few requests to expand on the three grandsons mentioned in the last chapter sphere we go I************************************************************************************************************ Robert had a great childhood. His Dads were the best and then there was Grandpa Paul and his husband Carl. Robert and his brother/cousins called Paul “Papi” and Carl “Gramps” Robert’s real name was Bobby Jr. but he insisted on being called Robert. His hair was a dark auburn unlike his Dad’s lighter ginger hair. He had the darkest hair in the family except for Gramps, who was bald but who’s beard grew in coal black. He got his darker hair from the woman who gave birth to him. She had been a surrogate hired by Dad and Papi and had never been a part of his life after the birth. He didn’t even know her name nor did he want to. He had two brothers who were actually his cousins but they had been raised together. He knew his family was stranger than most. Lots of kids had two dads nowadays, but he didn't know anyone else whose two dads were also brothers like him and his brother. Tony had been named for a man who had helped Papi rescue his dads and uncle Marc. Shae was Marc an Sean’s son and lived with them in one of the other houses They called their home “The Village” and it was a walled compound with five smaller houses surrounding the main house Carl had it built when they decided to sell the house his Dad’s had lived in with Martin Gramps and Papi lived in the main house, His dads and he lived in another and Marc, Sean and Shae lived in a third. The other three were well kepy up but empty “That’s where you boys will live once I claim you” Papi told them but wouldn’t say what that meant He spent a lot of time at Uncle Buster and Aunt Martin’s place, Their condo was just a short bike ride away. “Aunt Martin” was what they called the strange, timid, reclusive man who lived with Uncle Buster. The two had gotten married in prison and had been released on the same day back when Robert was 11. Uncle Buster was a lot of fun. When Robert and his brothers were small they used his broad shoulders as diving platforms in the pool and he could toss a boy from the shallow end to the deep end with ease. He taught the boys to play poker and a lot of words they were not supposed to know, though he was a little vague about what they actually meant Aunt Martin was not fun, he would retreat to the bedroom when the boys visited Uncle Buster. He was never rude he just didn’t want to be around anyone but Uncle Buster Robert knew the basics of the story though the adults involved omitted a great deal. It was hard to think of Aunt Martin as a threat to anyone, One day when he was 16. Almost 17 he dropped by for a visit, He had been growing to look more like his dad Bobby in the face, everyone told him that. Aunt Martin started to head for the bedroom when he got there but stopped and turned to look at him more closely A strange, sharper look came into his eyes and he muttered “Should have been mine” under his breath The glare Uncle Buster shot Aunt Martin looked so out of place on Buster’s normally jovial face that it scared Robert a little and Aunt Martin flinched visibly “Robert, why don’t you head on home? I need to have a discussion with your Aunt” He said and he sounded pissed off Robert left quickly “It looks like someone needs to be reminded of their place” he heard Uncle Buster say as he closed the door A few days later as they all gathered for his 17th birthday party Aunt Martin seemed to limp a little and his eyes had returned to that normal slightly confused look. Robert never saw that sharpness in his eyes again All the adults always told the boys that Papi “Owned” them all though they never explained exactly what that meant. Robert just knew that every important decision about their lives was made by Papi and no one ever questions those decisions. All discipline also came from Papi. When Robert misbehaved as a child it was Papi who decided his punishment, which was usually time restricted to his room with only books for company. As he got older it was also time restricted from using his phone. Everyone learned to obey Papi without question and things went smoothly most of the time Robert was a bit of a nerd and seemed a bit uptight. He always wore a well fitted, ironed and starched, button up shirt that showed off his swimmer's build, sleek body well The day after his 18th birthday his Dads, Bobby and Mike asked him to get dressed in the new clothes Papi had bought him, they looked like what he normally wore but were a bit snugger They took him to the main house and into the room on the top floor none of the boys were allowed to go into. There was a lot of strange furniture in there and Papi sat against the far wall, in a throne like chair Papi was 65 now and with today’s expanded life expectancies that was barely considered middle aged. Most likely he was still in the first half of his life, He looked about the same age, Robert’s dads who appeared to be 30ish and he wore an outfit made all of tight black leather. He sat casually with his legs a little open and Robert noticed that his crotch was covered by a codpiece that bulged out quite a bit and was held on by snaps Gramps looked about 40 and was wearing only a leather jockstrap. He was kneeling next to the throne with his hands behind his back. Robert’s dads stripped down to similar jocks and went to kneel beside him in the same position “Have a seat” Papi told hun indicating a plain chair facing the throne and he sat as comfortably as he could. He had some vague idea of what happened in here between his dads and Papi. He would have to be really dense not to. If brothers could be lovers why not fathers and sons? “First of all, what you learn in here is not for your brother’s ears. These are adult matters and they will learn when they are adults” Papi started Papi told him the full story of his problems with Martin and he finally understood why Uncle Buster had been so mad that day. “Martin had not given your dad’s a choice. He forced them into slavery but they chose me over him. Marc had made that decision by the time he was 14. I want to own you and train you as my sexual slave like your dads are but I will not force you. You can say no and everyone will accept it.” Papi said “If you do say no you can continue to live here until you finish college and get on your feet. You will be welcome to visit any time you want after that and will always be welcome but any adult male who wants to live here permanently must be my slave and surrender control of their lives to me” Papi went on “If you say yes it’s a decision you can’t unmake, You will be my property for as long as we both live and if I pass you will become the property of your Uncle Marc. He’s the most like me and my chosen heie” he said “If you chose to become my slave you give up the right to make your own life decisions, I will choose who and if you marry, I will chose where you go to college and what you study or even if you go at all. I will control your cosmetic appearance with no restrictions, tattoos, piercings, and other modifications” he indicated the enlarged nipples on both his dad's chests. Robert had seen them many times before naturally bot they took on new meaning now “You will also serve me sexually in any way I see fit, I will place you in bondage and teach you to endure pain for me. Most importantly you have to accept that I will infect you with HIV. I am poz and very toxic and so are all the other adult males in the family so you would ger infected eventually anyway. We never use condoms or pull out. Those are your choices Robert, You can say no now and come back to submit at any time so I am not rushing you" Papi finished “Before I decide, can I ask questions and make a request?” Robert asked “Of course” Papi said “If I accept do I have to fuck other men? I know I will get fucked but do I have to fuck them?” “No, I don’t force anyone to top but why wouldn’t you want to?” Papi asked “I have seen you all by the pool in your swim suits and to be honest I don’t measure up” Robert said in his nerdy clinical voice that he used when he was explaining things to the olde members of the family, like how to use the TV remote. It was almost 2060 and those things were still confusing as hell to most people He showed no sign of embarrassment when he stood up, unzipped his pants and pulled out a proportionally thick 5 inch cock, It was what nature had given him, why should he be embarrassed? “With all you monsters around who would want this in them?” he asked Grams spoke up “Robert, what you have there we call a prostate pounder in the fucking business. It’s the perfect length for prostate stimulation. I actually think you will be a very popular top around here. Big looks nice and it feels great in different ways but getting pounded by that would be pure heaven. Try it before you give up the idea” Robert did blush at that but his cock got hard at the thought of fucking his Gramps' furry muscle ass “Ok. if you think I can make people feel good” he said a little flustered then he went on “You know that reproductive technology has taken leaps and bounds over the last couple decades, Men can have babies together now and men can even carry babies now, their own or as a surrogate” he said Robert always kept up on this kind of thing. He waned to study genetics and biometrics and join the team making all those advancements someday “Where are you going with this Robert?” Papi asked “I have been spending a lot of time with Uncle Buster, He has some health issues now and so does Aunt Martin, Papi, he wants to have a baby with Aunt Martin and they can’t, both for the health reasons and because he doesn’t know how Aunt Martin would react to being pregnant. He’s not to stable as it is. For the same reasons he knows they could not raise a baby with him but he wants to leave a part of Aunt Martin and he in the world when they are gone someday” Robert said “Papi, I want to surrogate for them and raise the baby here. If I like carrying a baby or even just don’t mind it I can become the family surrogate. When we use female surrogates and IVF we take a chance of producing female children, I can keep it all in the family!” He rushed on Paul stared at Robert open mouthed, what had he done to deserve such a wonderful, selfless grandson? He glanced at Bobby and Mike and saw tears of pride running don their faces “You know, any children yu have will be given the same choice you were when they turn 18” he asked Robert nodded ****************** A brief explanation of male “pregnancy” A man did not carry a baby inside his body like a woman though it looked like he did A man wore something called a “synth skin” which was like a bodysuit that covered him from his toes to his fingers and cut off at the neck. When he put it on it looked very much like nylon stocking material but quickly took on the appearance of the man’s own skin and settled just below the body hair except where the baby would be carried, where it cleverly grew matching body hair and it appeared seamless. Once it was settled you could not tell a man had it on, There were hole for the anus and tip of the penis naturally The synth skins of this era came with a gel like substance that contained the fertilized egg, held in status till the process was complete. The synth skin tapped directly into the tiny blood vessels that fed the skin to provide nourishment for the baby and to build a "womb". It also rearranged the body fat to provide a cushion around the baby to prevent chafing for the surrogate and protect the baby. It was the one drawback to this. A week after you started you looked about halfway along, you were definitely “showing” The baby was technically carried outside a man’s body against his abdomen, When the baby was full term a simple, mild bath of some chemicals dissolved the synth skin and left over fat and there was your baby. It should be noted that many women said with disgust “Men always get it easier” when they learned the delivery method but when asked if they wanted a similar method developed for women declined,, preferring the old way. Women are strange One benefit was that any scarring on the body, no matter how sever was gone when the synth skin dissolved. You emerged from your surrogacy with perfect, unblemished skin and no stretch marks. The women bitched about that too ************** “I will have to talk to Buster and Martin but I have no problem with that if they agree. Are their any more questions?” Paul asked “No Papi, I accept, I have wanted this for a long time, I had it pretty much figured out by the time I was 16” Robert said “What do I do” “Go ahead and finish taking off your pants then come kneel before me” Papi ordered Robert did so then looked up at his slightly feminine looking Papi Paul leaned forward and rubbed the boy’s nipple through that tight button up shirt, pinching it and getting a gas from his grandson’s lips “He is going to look so hot in these shirts once we pump his nipples out isn’t he Mike?” Paul asked Mike smiled and nodded, his own nipples still stuck out nearly an inch and he took pride in them now “Are you going to make the as big as Daddy Mike’s” Robert asked sounding excited “Would you like that?” Paul asked Robert swallowed then nodded looking up into his grandfather’s eyes “I'm going to make you wear tight shirts like this all the time. Even in public. You won’t be able to hide it” Paul said “I think they will notice the belly first” Robert said with a mischievous gleam in his eyes “I want my second baby to be my Uncle too. I want a baby with you Grandpa” “If we can do it safely for the baby” Paul told him Robert knew they could. The rigorous screening of the sperm of two genetically related men who wanted a baby together removed all possibility of genetic birth defects, Moreover, preliminary studies of these children, the first of which were young adults now, showed that they were usually highly intelligent and physically fit. They were no better or worse looking than other children though. The genetic screening was for possible health issues. It didn't preclude your baby from getting great grandpa Harvey’s huge nose if that’s what the genetic dice rolled. Luckily they had a really good looking family The same screening was now being done for all male/make babies, It just made sense now that the method had been perfected Paul unsnapped his codpiece and let his straining poz cock free then he took a handful of his grandson’s auburn hair and guided him to it. The boy opened his mouth and sucked like a first time cock sucker, he would learn in time to do better. Paul pushed into his throat and the boy only had a minimal gag reflex which was good "I'm going to piss in your mouth Robert and I want you to swallow it all" he told the surprised boy, then let loose Robert got most of it though some dribbled down his chin onto his shirt. He found he didn't mind the taste that much and started sucking harder when Papi was done The normal procedure was to immobilize a boy for his first fuck but Paul was so moved by his grandson’s selflessness that he made an exception, He stripped off Robert’s shirt and took the boy to the bed against the far wall He had Robert lay on his back and hold his legs up as he slid on top of him and gently worked the head of his huge cock inside. Robert bit his lip as it popped in groaning in pain but looking excited Paul paused then slowly began rocking forward just a bit and little by little entered this special boy who had just committed to him his life and devotion Robert was soon gasping in pleasure as his Papi slid almost 10 inches of rock hard HIV positive cock into his virgin neg ass “Ohhh God! Fuck me Grandpa! Knock me up like you knocked up my Dad!” he groaned Paul picked up the pace and his balls slapped that ass and lower back as he pushed Robert’ hips further off the bed, really plowing the boy “Here comes Grandpa’s poz load! I’m going to infect you and claim you forever! You are MINE!” Paul groaned as he shot his toxic viral load into his son’s son, filling his hole with family seed Robert stroked a couple times and shot all over his stomach and chest then scooped it up and licked his fingers Grandpa kissed him sharing his cum and the pulled out. Daddy Bobby took his place “I Have wanted to be in you on this day as long as I can remember Son. It's been 18 years in the coming but it was worth the wait” he said as he slid his cuck in to Robert’s charged cum lubed hole and kisses him hard “I want it too Dad. I love you, fuck you feel so good in me!” Robert said pulling his father down for a another kiss Bobby quickly added his poz load to Paul’s then Daddy Mike took his place between his nephews legs “Do you know how long I have wanted to do his?” Robert said as he played with and pulled on Mike’s nipples while he was getting fucked by him Daddy Mike grinned “I will help you with yours, We will get them nice and pumped soon” He said, then he added a third poz load to Roberts cum filled ass Finally Gramps, who had the biggest cock there slid in “Don’t cum while I am fucking you” He grinned down at Robert, He shot his pox load in just a couple minutes then rolled onto his back, raising his own legs “Show me what you can do! Really pound me! You aren’t going to hurt me and I need a good prostate pounding” he said Robert took him at his word and rammed his 5 incher all the way in. Gramps sucked n a hissing breath through his teeth “Fuck your cock is perfect! You hit it on the first thrust!” he groaned Robert fucked him as hard as he could and got that same hiss with every thrust! Gramps' cock rose all on it’s own and as Robert bred his first ass ever it erupted, spewing cum everywhere without Gramps touching it at al Back outside the dungeon Robert’s brothers pestered him for details and he loved their looks of disgust and frustration when he told them it was “Adult stuff” and they would just have to wait until they were adults. He smiled as they stalked off angrily ************* Paul went by to see Buster and Martin the next day “I need to talk to you both” he said as Martin started to rise to go in the bedroom “Stay where you are” Buster told his wife and he sank back into his chair, the look he gave Paul was not so friendly “Glad to see you are actually with us today Martin” Paul said as Martin looked away “Robert tells me you two want to have a baby” he said “I don’t see what business of yours that is” Martin muttered “He’s really with it today, He almost sounds like the Martin I married” Paul said to Buster “It comes and goes. I need to fuck him, he calms down after that. And yes I would love to have a son with Martin I truly love him, but you can see why we can’t and even if we did I could never leave him alone with the baby. I don’t think he would harm it but neglect is a real possibility” Buster said sadly “Robert has volunteered to surrogate for you and raise the baby at The Village where you could be a part of it’s life” Paul told them Buster got all misty eyed but Martin just muttered “You just want MY son. You want revenge!” Martin was sitting in a chair with his feet up on an ottoman. Paul shoved his feet to the side and sat facing him but Martin turned his face away “Look at me Martin!” he said gently then turned the man’s chin and looked him in the eyes “It’s been over 30 damn years since this all started. Will you fucking get over it? Will I try to make your son serve me? Damn right I will! But I won’t FORCE him like you did my boys. I will give him a choice and support him either way it goes. My grandson is offering his own body to help you and Buster out. Can’t you just accept that? iI not for your sake, for Busters?” Martin yanked his face away and his eyes fell on Buster who looked hopeful and hurt at the same time and his eyes softened “I want you to know this while you know it’s the real me talking Buster, I love you, Me, Martin, the real person in this body. I love you. I know why you keep me so controlled. The Darkness in my mind tells me to do terrible things when you don’t. If you want a baby with me then I will be happy to do my part” Martin said “For you, not for him” He said looking at Paul “I promise to make sure he is raised well and to give him a choice, Martin and you will probably be there to see it all” Paul said in a soft voice Of course they didn’t know Buster and Martin only had about 5 years left at that time They named the baby Buster Jr and he was the only person besides his husband Martin cared for in the world, He would sit and hold Jr. as he slept like the baby was his anchor to sanity, Jr was four when his real dad’s passed but everyone made sure he never forgot them and no one ever said an ill word to him about Martin as he grew up ******************************************************************************************************** Let me know what you think Scanbu

Yesterday was contacted by an old fuck buddy who was in town Asked if I was free Sure and he came over He is about 40’and has a wonderful dick In about 5 min we were in my bed and his dick was in my ass He is a wonderful fuck who can time his thrust to my breathing we fucked three times and of course all his cum wanting my ass The last time we fell asleep with his dick in my ass when we woke up I could feel him getting hard again Nothing like a morning load wonderful time and I had five loads of his cum in me

Don't know about the *best* but the *worst* orgies/sex parties I've been to are where you get two or three greedy cumdumps who think they can monopolize all the action and try to ruin it for the rest of us! 🤬 Shouldn't be allowed. Share and share alike, I say! 😁

No condemnation of anyone’s choices; but I’ll confess that I was cheated-on in what was supposed to be a committed monogamous relationship and it totally and completely devastated me. The suckiest part of it was that I wouldn’t have objected to a non-monogamous relationship or an uncommitted one; he was the one who romanced me into it. It was so bad that I couldn’t be in any kind of relationship other than casual fucking for almost ten years. I was that damaged. The odd effect of it was to keep me for six months from making a move on the man who is now my husband. When we first met he was very flirty; but he was so interesting to me (and hot as fuck) that I didn’t want to risk putting a match to the dude he lit in me. We went on seeing each other in regular activity where he worked in a restaurant for over six months and my feelings grew as well as my desire. When he finally direct propositioned me it was because it was his last day at the restaurant. I told him yes and told him it was because I liked him too much and couldn’t risk a relationship. He said, “Works for me because I really want to fuck your brains out and we probably won’t see each other again. I can’t have relationships because every one ended-up in me being cheated on.” We opened our relationship to mutual play three years ago; but we’re still 100% committed to each other and even though it’s “in the rules” for us to play separately if we want we rarely do and always tell each other.

Yesterday must have been the night for “stop-by” fucks; we had a similar occurrence but in reverse. A hot fuck-bud of ours texted when we were getting into the car to meet some friends for dinner. “I’m horny and I can’t get up” My husband looks at the text, shows it to me, and says, “Vito’s on the way to the Chart House.” While that wasn’t technically true I said, “We’re way early anyway.” Kent laughs and says, “For dessert maybe.” To which I said, “That looks like dessert to me.” I texted Vito that we were on our way, our dinner friends that we might be “a bit late,” and my husband and I went on making lame jokes about our horny fuck-bud and what we’d find when we got there. What we found was more than we expected. He told us to come around to the pool and there he was on a lounge in the 85° with the sun low in the sky; and his hole was running with cum! Well we all know what happens when a cummy hole is in range! Right there in his very in-private back yard we mounted and spit-roasted that horny bitch on his thankfully sturdy pool-side lounge. He took two loads from my husband, one from me, and he blew a rather sizable (for someone who’d been fucked repeatedly before we got there) one himself which I greedily ate. We all jumped in the pool when we were done and sweaty and stinking beyond belief. The heat hadn’t gone down any because the sun was still on us. We noticed for the first time that neighbors on one side were outside barbecuing; hope they enjoyed the show! Vito offered us his shower to really clean-up but we both said we’d just rinse the chlorine in the outdoor shower and not soap away any of the residuals of our fun. When we got to dinner a mouthy lesbian friend saw us a bit less put together than usual and shouted in the restaurant, “I KNEW IT! They were fucking!” She didn’t know the half of it. Vito texted us a bit later. “Wanna stop by for dessert?”

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.

I had to go into the office today... on the way home I stopped at the ABS and got on a location based app. A guy met me there in the booths and I took a couple loads off him. Then I went to the theater and there was a guy topping another bottom who was on a futon at the back. I got face down ass up on another futuon and when the top was finished with the other guy he came over and pumped another load into me. I know 3 loads is nothing compared to a lot of people but for me this was a pretty good day at the bookstore!

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

It's really hard to find a private place. I met up with a married polish builder last summer. Definitely my type of guy, super horny, stocky, and in workmans gear. He said he knew a place we could go and mess around a bit. Turns out it was some woodland and not private, he was really horny and saying lets do a bit while nobody is around and giving my dick a stroke through my shorts. He was ready to go, but people kept turning up and no way I'm getting it out. Looked like it wasn't going to happen, but there was a big field of tall grass, like 2 meter tall. I said lets go there and we went in to the grass and deep in it we sat down. And it was just us. It felt spontaneous and horny. We kissed, blew each other, and he fucked me. Being there in the long grass and feeling him there spooning and inside me, it was horny.

This is what I look for, too. I am bored to tears with a cum dump who wants the load dumped in 30 seconds. I want variety in all the things you mentioned. And I want a nice long playtime--to try as many holes as possible.

Warren was depressed. He loved his husband of just two years but something was missing. Ted has been so dashing in the beginning. He had continued to pursue Warren even after he had been told that Warren was already seriously dating someone else Ted had seemed like such a bad boy. You know the type, exciting, daring, could never hold a job, incredible looking and you just knew he would be fantastic in bed. He had seemed so dangerous! He would show up at Warren’s work on a motorcycle and bring him flowers at lunch time and all the girls in the office would tell him he was so lucky to have a hot guy chasing him Warren had finally given in and the sex was better than he imagined. Ted was hung and all top. He could fuck for hours and knew how to keep a bottom happy. Warren had ended it with his old boyfriend and started dating Ted Ted really did love him and he started cleaning up his act. Getting a steady job and settling down a bit. By the time they got married Ted had sold the motorcycle but he still treated Warren like the center of the universe Warren had everything a gay bottom boy could want but like so many bottom boys he craved more. He had deleted all his profiles on the hook up apps but then went back and made new ones that could not be identified as him, just to look and peruse other profiles On the Bareback Only site he had seen a profile with the name Apex Predator and had opened it several times. He always read the header “Warning! If you are completely happy with your man do not read further” and always stopped, going to the next profile Tonight, Ted lay sleeping soundly after they had fucked. As always it had been great for both of them but he sat in bed with his phone looking at that warning and thinking “Am I totally happy? Ted is the best husband ever but I miss my Bad Boy. I miss the feeling of danger he used to have. Besides, what harm could it do to look” He swiped the profile further up and almost gasped at the first picture ************ The man sat angled in a black chair with one long leg bent at the knee and propped up on the seat. He had long, unkempt, greasy hair and a scraggly beard, his muscles hung loosely on his tall lanky body and you could count his ribs under a light dusting of chest hair. His pelvis had almost no padding left at all and on his lower hip was a biohazard tattoo over a couple words His cock hung down a foot it seemed and looked even more oversized because of his thin, frail looking body. It was the thickest cock Warren had ever seen. The sexiest thing about him though was the evil, predatory gleam in his green eyes, that seemed to glow and the sneer of contempt on his face as he ran a long, bony finger along that cock It was like he knew he had you as soon as you saw that cock, saw him, felt the danger and allure he radiated in equal measure. This man would wreck your life and drag you down to hell but you knew you would feel so good while he did it you would not care abut the consequences till afterwards The next picture was a closeup on the tattoo and the words under it were “Apex Predator” . The biohazard tattoo was black and a toxic green and seemed to drip poison onto the words below The final picture was of the man’s cock from the side with a ruler held next to it. The tip of his cock stuck out a fraction beyond the ruler but the cock had an arch that had to add at least an inch to the length. It looked somewhat thicker than a beer can it’s entire length. Large blue veins bulged all along the shaft The mans stats read: Height 6 ft 6 in Weight 175 lbs Age 31 Hair Black Body hair Moderate Eyes Green Cock size 12 inches plus HIV Status Poz, Unmedicated Position Top only BB Preference Bareback Only - No pulling out Partner status Neg, no PrEP The text read: I am only interested in two kinds of guys The first is neg guys who are cheating on a neg partner. You must be cheating. No cuckold situations. No open relationships. I want to breed you, infect you and for you to take it home tip your loving., unsuspecting partner/husband. I want to give you my gift and for you to share it with him without him knowing. If you are reading this, he is not satisfying you, so he deserves it and you deserve the satisfaction you know in your soul only I can give you The second type is neg anal virgins. Men who think they are straight move to the front of the line. I can tell if someone is lying to me or if they are already poz. I can also smell PrEP. You will only get one chance so don’t blow it Most of you will close my profile now and try to forget it but you will look again tomorrow or next week. You were doomed the moment you swiped down but I did warn you Most of you can’t meet my standards anyway but if you think you can message me. You may get the opportunity to service me and get my gift. You won’t know until you send that message ************** Warren was rock hard but he still closed the profile. He was a nurse in a hospice, He had seen HIV patients who looked only a little worse than this man come in and he had cared for them. None had turned him on at all but this Apex Predator did Warren would never want to bring HIV home to his wonderful Ted. The thought was ridiculous! It was evil! It was hot… NO not hot! It was wrong! And oh so hot... Warren went into the bathroom, pulled up the pictures of Apex Predator again and beat off his chubby six inch cock twice, though he had just gotten off with Ted, while they fucked He went back to bed and promised himself he would never look at that evil profile again but over the next weeks he thought about it constantly. When Ted fucked him he fantasized it was that huge poz cock, bare, sliding in and out of him, ready to share it’s gift of virus and infection ******* He and Ted had had a small fight about something unimportant and Warren knew he had been in the wrong but was being a little bitch about it. Ted’s job was sending him to a training seminar that would keep him out of town for the weekend and they had not really resolved things As he walked out the door Ted had stopped, put down his bag and taken Warren in his arms, kissing him “You know, I don’t care who was wrong, all I care about is that I love you and I am going to miss you so much” and then he had turned, picked up his bag and walked out, waving to Warren who stood forlornly in the open door as he got in his car Warren sighed as he watched him drive off. Ted was wonderful. Ted was the prefect, romantic, loving husband. He was everything Warren could want. Loyal, forgiving… Irritating Just once Warren had wanted some anger sex. A little roughness, some harsh words while his husband fucked him hard. Maybe even a hard slap on the ass. Ted had plenty of time for a quick fuck, but no, he had to leave an hour earlier than necessary just in case. Warren had deliberately picked this fight with him wanting some excitement!, Wanting his Bad Boy back! Wanting to feel that danger again... He pulled out his phone and edited his profile on the bareback )nly site ************* He renamed it “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage” and uploaded a picture of his ass and body Stats: Height 5 ft 7 in Weight 135 lbs Age 28 Hair Blond Body hair Moderate Eyes Blue Cock size 6 inches and chubby HIV Status Neg. Recently Tested, Not on PrEP Position Bottom only BB Preference Bareback Only - Only with my husband Partner status Neg, no PrEP Very in love with my husband. Only on here to look and message with friends occasionally Then he messaged Apex Predator ****************** He had been born in the states of Greek immigrant parents. They had named him Apollo Preda. A friend in college had nicknamed him “Apex Predator” because he consistently got all the cutest boys into his bed, Even the straight ones if he wanted them In his junior year he had given all that up though because he had met Peter, a stunning blond haired, blue eyed freshman who seemed to sparkle in Apollo's eyes. The sex was great, Peter loved his huge cock and could take him without complaint. Apollo had fallen for the boy hard and they were talking about marrying someday Every day he did something special fir Peter if he could. He treated him like the sun rose and set just for him. One day he saw Peter hanging out with am older man, muscular, harry and handsome but didn’t think much of it A couple weeks later he nursed Peter through a flu like illness that lasted 3 days, making sure he was comfortable and got enough fluids. It was about three months later, a few weeks before they would be headed home for the summer that Peter said he wanted to try topping. Apollo didn’t even think about it. If his Peter wanted to top him then he would. Peter had a thick 6 ½ inch cock and he was very gentle the first time. After that they both topped when the mood hit them through Peer got rougher as time went on About a month before the end of term Apollo got sick and had the flu for three days. Peter took care if him but was gone for a few hours each day The term ended and they promised to keep in touch and call each other every day Peter didn’t miss a day till about two weeks into their summer break and then a few days later Apollo could bit reach him for three days, “I’m just so bust with family Baby, I’m sorry I will do better” Peter said and he did for about a week/ Then he started missing days again About two months into summer vacation Apollo heard from Peter for the last time, in a long text: First of all Apollo I do love you. Someday you will make some lucky boy a great man but that boy won't be me The man you saw me with was named Vince but I call him Master now, He treats me like a slut, whores me out to his friends and he deliberately infected me with HIV I love the way he treats me. I’m addicted to it. He told me the only way he would be my forever Master was if I Infected you. That’s why I started topping you. I’m fairly sure that when you got sick it was the “bug flu” and that if you go get tested you will find that you are HIV positive as well. I am dropping out of school to be Master’s full time slave. My family is upset but they don’t understand. I’m so lucky to have my Master and to serve him Master says he hopes you enjoy his gift and I hope you forgive me someday and find happiness with some boy who deserves you. Not a worthless slut like me I’m blocking your number after I send this. Please don’t try to find me, I have hurt you enough already Peter ********** Apollo cried for three weeks straight. He was not out to his family but he blew that secret out of the water when his mom asked him what was wrong His dad’s response was “That's what you get for being a faggot” The dark voice in Apollo’s mind started whispering to him about then Dad would have thrown Apollo out of the house but it belonged to mom, Everything belonged to mom. She was a rich girl who married a baker’s son because she loved him. That was years ago though and his dad was the one who got thrown out of the house and quickly, efficiently divorced “You don’t mess with my son. If I ever meet this Peter he will rue the day he was born and as for your father. I stopped loving his bigoted ass a long time ago” Mom had said and Apollo felt a little better A week or so before school started again Apollo was walking past a downtown bar and heard a familiar voice drift through the door as someone excited “Divorcing me because of that faggot son of hers” his dad’s voice slurred until it was cut off by the door closing That dark voice in his mind made a few suggestions and Apollo swerved and went into the bar He went to the far end the bar., not letting his father see him as he slipped into the attached package store and made a few purchases, then slipped back into the bar and waited, sipping on a club soda He followed his drunk dad as he left and when they got to the cheep hotel the older man was staying in he called out “Het Dad! Wait! His Dad turned, almost falling over and said “What do you want faggot?” “Just to talk Dad, I still love you, you are my Dad, can’t we talk things out?” he said Then he pulled a bottle of his Dad’s favorite bourbon out of the bag he was carrying “We can share this and talk Dad” He said in a wheedling voice His Dad’s eyes lit up “Sure Son! Come on in! I have been having to drink the cheap stuff since your mom dumped me” he said opening the door Three drinks later the bigot was snoring. He had not noticed Apollo was not drinking at all Apollo poured another drink and went over to his dad, slapping his face “Wake up and finish your drink Dad” He said in a commanding tone The man opened his eyes but only finished half the drink before he was passed out again Apollo slapped him again and when that didn’t work he opened the man’s shirt and pinched both his nipples hard, then torched his Dad in some very inappropriate places ti see if he would wake up Nothing got a response He hauled his Dad to the bed, stripping him completely naked and noted “My cock must come from Mom’s side of the family" as his dad’s very average sized cock flopped around “He does have a nice ass for an old man though” he thought, slapping those firm round cheeks. When his dad didn’t make a sound Apollo pulled the man’s belt out of his pants and went to town on that ass, spanking the man with a vengeance. He had felt this belt often enough growing up when he had done something wrong When his Dad’s ass glowed red he dropped his own pants. He was rock hard, Who knew hurting someone could be so hot He put the bottle and cup on the side table and mounted his father’s ass, ramming in brutally, sinking about six inches in that unsuspecting ass before it tightened convulsively and stopped him That got a reaction. His Dad started to wake up and Apollo put a drink in his hand bringing it to his lips. He drank it down and soon was asleep again, his ass unclenching and letting his Son work his toxic cock into that straight neg ass He pounded his father’s black furred ass until his balls stated to tighten, ready to breed his old man with his toxic virus “I wonder if you will still call us faggots after you test poz” He bent down and whispered in his fathers ear as his poz seed filled that undefended neg ass He kept his dad drunk and passed out and bred him a total of five times before dressing and laving the knocked up bitch face down on the bed, his ass dripping toxic cum "Enjoy my gift Dad" he said from the door as he left The day before he left to go back to college his Dad came by to pick up a few things from the house since it was obvious by now that his mom was not going to take him back She had an errand to run and really didn't want to talk to him so she left Apollo to watch him. They were in his mam’s bedroom when his dad bent over to get something. Apollo came up behind him and grabbed his hips, grinding his crotch into that ass “I enjoyed fucking you the other night Dad, you might want to get tested in a few months though, you probably have HIV. Your just another poz faggot now, or so everyone will think" he told the bigot Apollo outweighed his dad by 30 pounds of solid muscle and was 8 inches taller than him so he was not afraid of the man in the least. They both knew who would win if it came to a fight To his surprise his Dad moaned a little then stood up quickly, trying to cover it “I don’t know what you are talking about Son” The older man blustered but Apollo saw the little pup tent in the front of his pants “You were awake for part of that, You enjoyed it. You fucking bastard! You call me a faggot when you are the one who enjoys getting fucked!” Apollo said angrily “I had never been fucked before! You never checked but I came twice while you were in me. It just felt so dirty and so good” his dad said blushing Apollo stepped to the man and turned him around, twisting his arm behind him and reaching around to unbuckle his belt and push his pants down He dropped his own pants and forced his father to bend over, slamming his cock up his ass in hard, violent jabs “If you weren’t poz before you will be by the time I am done with you this time you fucking Bitch” he snarled "You are going crave your own son's cock up your ass, every day, for the rest of your life you pathetic faggot" His Dad didn’t fight him at all, In fact, he was eventually moaning and pushing back, even as his own son bred him with virus laden cum Apollo came in him three times within half an hour, then told him to get his shit and get the fuck out Back at school “Apex Predator” was reborn he even started calling himself “Apex” and soon everyone was calling him that He would see a boy walking across campus and the dark voice would whisper “That one” in his mind Within an hour Apex would have the man on his back, in his dorm room, taking his cock bare, breeding them with his toxic seed then kicking him out callously if they wanted to talk or cuddle afterwards He would go out to the local gay bar and look for couples, he always knew if they were out looking for a third or just enjoying a night out together but were closed. He also came to recognize the feelings, one for poz and one for neg, Finally he came understand the unattractive smell some neg men had faintly about them was PrEP in their blood When he spotted a closed couple he would wait for one to walk off to get drinks or go to the restroom and would simply walk up, push the other against the wall and start kissing them, He would press their hand to his usually rock hard cock through the leather of his pants and say “That wants to be in your raw” and any protests would usually cut off They usually barely resisted as he pulled them to the back room, turned them, pushed their pants down and pinned them against the wall with his cock splitting their ass open painfully. “I’m poz and you will be soon” He would whisper in their ear. “Make sure you share my gift with your husband” then he would slam in a few more strokes and breed those unprotected neg asses deep and knocking them up with his virus. Then sending them back, shame faced to their men after they straighten their clothes. For some reason they all just accepted what he had done to them. They were all sluts who secretly wanted it, they were all like Peter He would watch from nearby as they found their husbands and made some excuse. They usually left soon, sometimes shooting him a troubled glance or two before they did He finished last year of college and celebrated with a trip to Las Vegas where he happened upon a tattoo shop just off the strip. He was surprised to find that the owner was Mike of the singing duo Billy and Mike. “Give it to me” was one of his favorite songs and Mike was rumored to have a cock about the size of Apex’s own and also to be poz “I get in the mood to put my hands on a tattoo gun now and then. I like to keep in practice in and the tattoo artist who usually runs the shop for me has the week off” Mike told him “So how can I help you?” Apex told him what he wanted and Mike grinned, looked around and then pulled up his shirt to reveal the biohazard tattoo on his lower hip in front They designed the Apex Predator, biohazard tattoo together, Mike drawing a sketch on paper. When all was agreed they made an appointment to meet back hertz early the next day, the tattoo would take several hours The next day they both got rock hard as soon as the tattooing started and could tell that they were a comparable size from the bulges snaking down their thighs but it didn’t go any further, They could both tell the other was not a bottom and there was that professionalism thing on Mike’s part. Mike chose to forget that his Boy, Hank had started out as a client When the tattoo was finished Mike told him how to care for it over the next week or so till it healed Apex spent the next few years pozzing every neg virgin he could and breaking up neg couples. He didn't really force anyone, they were all just worthless sluts who threw away love for a rush of lust. They deserved to lose their men He his health started to worsen and even the drk voice in his head suggested he go on meds but he refused. He got thinner and thinner but it just made the neg boys want him more ************************* The Darkness looked out from behind Apollo/Apex’s eyes The other forces in the world thought it wanted to end the world but what fun was that? If it did that who would it have to play with? These mortals made great toys Destroying people’s relationships or even destroying their soul was so much more fun than ending the world, Besides, even the ones it destroyed had fun while it was happening. They were getting what they asked for. They wanted to be destroyed deep down inside The Darkness had an opposite called The Light naturally You would think that it was all about love and happiness but no All The Light cared about was making up arbitrary moral codes and using it’s followers to force others to live by them. Far more evil had been done because of The Light than because of The Darkness. Bigotry. racism, religious fanaticism? Lay all those right at The Light's feet Apollo/Apex was The Darkness's very best agent and he was going to let that stupid virus The Darkness had gotten him infected with to recruit him, kill him "Not of I have anything to say about it, and I do” The Darkness though Two other forces in the world. Order and Chaos, had brought about a new strain of HIV that was non lethal. It also had a fairly good chance of passing from a bottom to a top during unprotected sex The Darkness got Apollo/Apex to respond to a hook up add for a ginger haired slut boy taking loads in a hotel room. It turned off it’s agent’s poz sensing ability as he got there. t had to send Apollo/Apex back three times over several months before it was sure the man was inflected with The Angel Strain of HIV To hide what it had done The Darkness stopped its agent’s physical appearance from changing as his HIV was suppressed by the Angel Strain. Apollo/Apex goy healthier but he didn’t look healthier and that was just fine with The Darkness ***************** Apex did notice that he generally had felt better for the last few months. He had even put on about 15 pounds but then the weight gain stopped He no longer looked like a walking skeleton but he didn’t look anywhere near the optimal weight for his height He could however go about clothed and draw far less attention than before when people shied way from the obviously sick man. Well the neg boys hadn't shied away and still didn't His phone pinged and he recognized the sound of a message from the Bareback Only hookup app. He got sevral a day bit most were from saying “I know I don’t meet all your standards but…” these just got deleted This one was from a profile titled “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage” He was sitting in his car outside the hotel a neg boy who was cheating on his husband and he planned to poz and send back home to infect his unsuspecting man “Interesting” Apex thought as he read he message later. Right now a cheating slut was waiting for his virus to infect him. He got out of his car and went to room 306 where the slut said he was waiting The neg man let him in "Hi, my name is Ted" He said nervously as Apex looked him up and down Apex almost laughed, remembering the message he had just read "Well Ted, lets get you pozzed up like the worthless slut you are" Apex said starting to undress *************************************************************************************** I’m going to try to keep Apex evil and heartless for as long as I can but you know me, There will eventually be a “Tommy” like character introduced most likely Let me know if you want Apex kept like he is Scanbu

Author's note: This is another story that I adapted from a terrific, hot piece I read here, "Photographer Wanted". It turned me on so much that I decided to make myself the narrator. I thank the author for the inspiration! Moderator's note: The original story (by @phxman54) can be found here *** Ever since I had left my wife and come out as gay, I had been thinking about having some professional nude pictures taken of me. One night, on a whim, I posted an ad on Craigs List, in the Men for Men section, inquiring about a local photographer to take some tasteful yet sexy pictures. I have a strong feminine, romantic side. That’s how my wife found out – she caught me jerking off, wearing her pretty wristwatch and her diamond solitaire engagement ring, a dildo in my ass, looking at gay porn on my laptop. She screamed at me, saying how humiliating it was to be married to a sissy faggot, and stormed out. After she slammed the door, I fucked myself to the most intense orgasm I had ever had. Of course, our marriage was over. She even refused to take back her jewelry, saying she could never wear the watch and ring again after she saw me wearing them while engaged in what she called “such a disgusting act.” I decided to stop pretending to be straight and I’ve been much happier ever since. I love recreating the scene where she caught me. Still, I never show this feminine side to my sexual partners. It would be nice, I thought, to present my true self on gay dating sites. The right photos would pave the way. As expected, I received multiple crude or amateur responses, and it took me a while to sift through them. One message caught my eye. Ed had a photo studio and offered to take some erotic nudes of me with no expectations or cost. The only condition was that if one was really good, I would agree to let him use it in his studio. I would also get all the digital files; Ed would keep nothing. So it seemed perfectly safe. Ed and I connected via email first and he was professional from the start, which I appreciated. I wanted to make sure that, if the mood suited me, he was all right with taking soft-porn-type photos of me pleasuring myself. Ed was totally fine with this and offered to walk me through his non-public online gallery to give me some sense of his work with other male clients. I was thrilled about this and we set a time. Meanwhile, I looked at Ed’s public profile on a gay dating site. He was very attractive, with close-cropped graying hair and beard, and seemed to be fit and muscular. My vision was pulled right to his soft cock; hanging naturally, it seemed to be at least six inches, thick, cut, with hairy balls and pubes. First impression? He was as sexy and masculine as any man I had ever met. Ed and I were to connect via hangout so we he could lead me through the gallery. When it was time, I opened the video chat link. “So, Andy, would you like to see some artful nudes I’ve had hanging in my gallery at one time or another?” “That would be great! I am very interested in guys who kinda started where I am, no experience and no idea what I really want.” Ed replied, “You bet. I think I know what you want to see.” He shared his screen and started going through the gallery quickly, looking for someone specific. “Ah, here he is. This is Joe. He came to me with the same thoughts you have. He had plenty of selfies and gay dating site pics but wanted something a little classier. We met in my studio and all of these were taken in an afternoon. What do you think?” I looked closely at every photo he shared of Joe. Many were relaxed poses on a bed or couch. Joe was naked and semi-aroused in most of the pictures. The lighting was romantic and Joe seemed to be very comfortable displaying his submissive side. “I think these are very sexy,” I said. “I see Joe in mostly the same poses. Can you handle other positions?” “Of course, Andy. Let me find a few others that might be more what you are thinking.” Ed navigated to another client and past his front photos to a second page. “Are these more along the lines of what might want?” The new set of pictures were more explicit. There was one of this new guy with an erection, another of him holding his stiff cock, on all fours, a dildo in his ass. Ed laughed. “I can see by your stares and the silence these pictures have grabbed your attention.” “Fuck, Ed.” I caught myself. “Sorry. I mean, yes, these are exactly what I was looking for. Can I ask you about this session?” “Sure. I am very open.” “Thank you, Ed. For this session, how did this start? What were his thoughts on what he wanted? And the obvious: did it go any further, to pictures of him cumming?” “Great questions, Andy. This is Mark. He wanted some ‘action’ pictures. We started with different poses. Soon enough he was aroused. It just led from there. To answer your last question, yes, Mark did cum very hard at the end of that session.” I was getting hard hearing Ed talk about the photo session. This was exactly what I was looking for. I murmured, “That is really hot.” “Yes, Andy, it is very fucking hot. So, would you like to schedule a session for yourself?” I knew I did. We worked out a time to meet at Ed’s studio. * * * The studio was in an older building downtown, a loft apartment. Ed was wearing a loose-fitting button-up shirt, gym shorts, and sandals. He was even better-looking in person. “Welcome, Andy, please come in.” He hugged me firmly. I could feel his cock through his shorts and realized he wasn’t wearing any underwear. I felt his strong hands grope my butt. I suspected his embrace was more than just friendly, and I didn’t mind. I immediately noticed the erotic photography on the walls, men in various settings and erotic poses. Ed asked, “Do you like my work?” As I looked at the different photos, I answered, “Very much. They are just great. Very real, very sexy.” Ed chuckled. “You should see the ones I keep in my office. Those are much more...revealing.” “Can we? It might give me some ideas.” I realized that I had said this flirtatiously. This was already becoming something more than a photo session. Ed smiled, took my hand with our fingers interlaced like a couple, and led me down the hallway to a large open room. His hands were large and manly, mine are small and dainty, and I loved the sensation of difference. There were lights set up and cameras on the shelves. I examined the photos on the walls. Fuck! They were all very artistic but also so hot: men aroused, men masturbating, men hard, and men fucking. I just stared, not being able to look away. “Perhaps these might be a little more than you have in mind, but maybe they’re inspiring, too,” Ed said. I walked closer to one in particular. The photo, in black and white, showed a man on all fours. He was being fucked by a rather large cock, and the picture had been taken from the point of view of the top, as if the photographer is the one doing the fucking. “Intense,” I managed to choke out, as I felt myself getting aroused. I was so fixated that I didn’t sense Ed coming up next to me. I felt his hand on my butt and I moved closer to him and put my arm around his waist. He said softly, “Yes, this is a good one. I remember it well. Do you like it?” “Oh, yes, it is very…intimate. I don’t know how you were able to get that point of view, it is incredible. They obviously intended this when they came here, right?” “Oh, it takes some skill, and luck, to be able to capture this in the moment,” Ed said. Then he added, “I think he had this in mind from the start.” I thought he meant when one of the men in the photo made the appointment. He didn’t give me much time to dwell on it. “Let me show you to the changing room.” Ed opened the door to a small room off the studio. “Andy, you can change here or undress, depending on how you want to start. Did you have something in particular you wanted to wear or do you want to go right to naked?” I told him I had brought a special outfit. “OK,” he said, “Take as much time as you want while I set up the lights and equipment.” Ed closed the door behind him. I set my bag down on the couch and started removing my clothes. I fastened a studded leather ring around my cock and balls. Then I donned black lace panties and a clingy woman’s camisole top that highlighted my slender body. I put on my ex’s pretty wristwatch, with its a slender black leather band and small round face, and the diamond solitaire engagement ring that I had resized to fit me. Finally, I added a black leather choker with a silver buckle, which makes me feel submissive and vulnerable, ready to serve my top’s wishes. As I admired myself in the mirror, I started to get hard. My look screamed effeminate bottom, which is exactly who I really am and want any partner to know. Then I heard a light knock on the door. Ed asked, “Everything going alright in there, Andy? I am ready when you are.” I opened the door and stood back so Ed could see. “Do you think this will look OK?” I was very nervous because I wanted Ed to find me attractive. Ed looked me up and down, and said, “You are a very hot-looking sissy.” I could see the male hunger in his eyes. I blushed but I was actually delighted. He went on, “Turn around so I can see the rear view.” He slid his hand up the back of my thighs and ran his strong hands over the curve of my butt. “Yes, Andy, this will be great. These panties fit like they were made for you.” When I turned back to Ed and looked down at his shorts, I saw the prominent outline of his cock head and his obvious, large erection. I looked up and our eyes met. I felt the sexual tension of two gay men about to connect. I smiled shyly at him. Ed took my hand and led me to the couch. “Let’s start with you sitting here, facing me, one leg up.” After a couple of poses and several photos in which my stiff cock made my panties stick out, I looked again at his shorts and noticed a wet spot from his precum. He caught me staring and said, “Sorry for leaking, Andy. I don’t usually do that just by taking pictures.” “No need to apologize,” I said. “I take it as a compliment.” We both laughed. Ed had me pull off the panties, releasing my hard cock. “That’s great, Andy. Just like that, don’t play with your cock yet. Let me take a few.” Then he added, “Turn over so you are on all fours, cock still hanging free.” I did as Ed instructed. While he stood behind me taking pictures, I asked, “You said you don’t normally leak by taking pictures, so when do you start leaking?” He answered, “Usually when a hot sissy bottom is showing me his bubble butt.” I looked over my shoulder at him. His cock was very hard now and VERY prominent in his shorts. I said, “You know, Ed this is the closest I’ve ever been to being in a porn film.” Ed told me he wanted to shift me for another photo from behind. As he bent over my ass, he held on to my butt cheek with one hand. I felt his hard cock poke my exposed ass. “Would you like a toy and try to take some of those pictures?” His hand moved over my ass cheek to my hole and kept his finger there. It felt very warm. “Please, Ed, I would love that.” Ed squeezed my butt cheek and headed to a dresser. I watched as he opened a drawer and pulled out some things. When he came back, I could see he held a six-inch dildo and lube. I was incredibly turned on. So was he – his cock, pushing his shorts out, was bouncing all over the place. Ed came close to me on the couch and showed me the dildo. “Andy, can I help get you ready so this will go in easily?” “That’s very sweet of you, Ed, thank you.” I arched my back and next felt some lube drip onto my ass. Ed rubbed it all over my hole, which started to feel very warm and slick. He then lubed up the toy, used his off hand to spread my hole open a little, and slowly worked the dildo into me. I felt the familiar burning sensation and finally gasped as my sphincter opened to welcome the intruder. I thought, my ass is now a cunt. It felt warm and full. I moaned out loud. “Fuck, Ed, that feels really good.” My cock was dripping precum. “I think these pics will be hot.” “Andy, hold this in you. I need to capture this.” My ass clenched tight around the dildo. Ed got his camera. Then he said, “Mind if I take off my shirt. It’s a little hot in here now.” “Of course not, please do.” I could tell the hand with lube on it had found his hard cock in his shorts. The evidence was obvious. “Don’t stop there,” I urged. “Why not lose those shorts, too? They’re just getting in the way.” He paused and slipped them down. His cock was enormous – long, thick, and glistening with precum. I felt my pulse quicken. My mouth went dry. Now naked except for his black work boots, Ed picked up his camera. “Much better. OK, if you want to slowly work that in and out of you. Perfect.” He got closer and started taking pictures. I grasped the dildo and slid it in and out of me. I knew my pretty wristwatch and diamond ring would be obvious in the photos, and it made me feel more effeminate. Although I had done this many times in the privacy of my apartment, it was much more intense knowing he was snapping photos that other men would see. Ed said, “Now quickly pull it out, Andy, and I will get your hole wide open.” I did as Ed asked. “That’s perfect,” he said. “Your ass is gaping. Wow!” He moved closer and closer, taking pictures. “You are such a sexy princess, Andy. I hope you let me hang one of these in my office.” I shivered when he called me a princess – that was what I used to call my wife. It was thrilling to be called that by another man. “I would love that, Ed!” I exclaimed, in a high, lisping sissy voice. “It would be so flattering.” I was seized by the urge to act slutty for him. So I took the dildo into my mouth and sucked on it. “That’s it, Andy, pretend it is a big wet cock, suck on it,” Ed coaxed. I went down on the dildo with enthusiasm, my eyes closed, imagining it was his cock, tasting my ass. “Yeah, suck on it, suck it like a true faggot, like you can’t get enough.” I heard the camera clicking. Then silence. No more clicks. I heard him breathing a little harder. I opened my eyes and saw Ed stroking his gorgeous cock, watching me. “Want to get some shots of you sucking my cock?” He didn’t wait for an answer – he just kneeled on the couch next to me and leaned in to give me access to his man meat. I wanted, no, needed the real thing. I dropped the dildo and started gently pumping his thick cock. Then I lowered my mouth to its mushroom tip, licked it clean of delicious precum, and sucked him into my mouth. I gently stroked his heavy balls with my slender, girlish fingers. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed my ex’s pretty, feminine watch and her engagement ring. I remembered the moment my wife caught me wearing her jewelry and confronted me about my sexuality. I remembered how turned on I was. It was nothing compared to how aroused I was now. “Suck it, Andy. Do you like my big cock, princess?” Ed asked, while holding the back of my head. I just moaned loudly. Soon his hand left my head and trailed down my back to my exposed, pre-lubed hole. I felt his fingers circling around my hole. In a moment he slid one of his fingers into me. Then two fingers. I moaned around his thick cock. As Ed finger-fucked my ass, I took his cock out of my mouth. “Please fuck me, daddy.” “Oh, Andy, I really want to, but we shouldn’t.” My heart sank. I looked up at him, “Why? Do you have a boyfriend?” “No.” I continued, “Because you don’t fuck your clients?” “No, it isn’t that, Andy.” “Please, Ed, I want you in my cunt so bad. I’ve never wanted a man so much. Don’t you want me, too?” “Andy, I’m poz and not on meds. I really want to fuck you, to take pictures of my cock in you like I did with Mark, but I want you to know the risk.” Here I was, on all fours, in front of a gorgeous man and his gorgeous cock. I had to make that decision. But I knew I already had. “Ed, would you please take pictures of your cock in me, bare?” Ed asked, “Are you sure, Andy? Because once I’m inside you, I won’t stop.” I smiled. “Yes, that’s what I want.” Ed leaned down and kissed me, and our tongues danced together. He held me in his strong grip and I wanted him to never let go. Then he picked up his camera and kneeled behind me. I could feel his cock as he laid it on my crack. He started sliding his cock back and forth across my hole, and I heard the camera clicking. I knew he was taking pictures, which turned me on even more. “Andy, are you ready? Your hole is so wet and ready for my poz cock. Tell me to fuck you now.” “Ed, please...put your big cock in me. Breed me. I need to feel you deep inside me.” Ed stopped sliding, and I felt him pushing his cock down as the head was right at my hole. His big cock started opening me up. The pressure was intensifying as he slowly pushed past my tight anal ring. The familiar burning sensation before the pleasure. Finally I felt myself open to him as my ass welcomed his cock. I heard him grunt. A pause as he stopped pushing. “Princess, my cock head is in you. I need to take some pictures...please hold still.” I could feel Ed’s cock in me, pulsing, as he captured the moment for me. “Fuck, Andy, I know I want to hang this one in my office." I reached behind me and rested my hand on my butt cheek. I knew my ex's watch and ring would be very clear in the photos. If she ever saw them she would know it was me, even without my face. I decided then and there that I would send one of these photos to her, just to shock and repel her to see what a sissy faggot she had married. The thought turned me on even more. After Ed had a few shots, he said, "Your ass is so tight, it just wraps around my cock. Are you ready for more?” To help Ed know how I felt, I pushed back on his cock a little. “Andy, damn...I love it...take my cock as much as you want.” I pushed back on Ed’s cock slowly and steadily, feeling him slide deeply into me. An incredible warmth radiated from my ass throughout my body. I trembled at the sensations. He was stretching my ass more than any man had. I loved it. I knew the dangerous position I was now in, with this poz top man leaking in me. I knew he was not on meds. I had always been careful with my male partners. I didn’t want HIV. But it was too late to stop. I just let him fuck me for his pleasure. Ed put the camera down and grabbed both of my hips with his strong, manly hands to help himself get deep in me. “Please keep fucking me, daddy, don’t stop!” I begged. He started thrusting with full long strokes. “I love watching my cock slide in and out of you,” Ed gasped. As his thrusts quickened, I thought I could feel him swelling. I knew he was close. “Andy, I am going to pull out and cum all over your sexy ass.” I turned my head over my shoulder. “No! Please don’t pull out, Ed. I need to feel you cum inside me...please.” “You want my poz cum, princess?” he asked. It wasn’t really a question. I put my head on the pillow in front of me and gripped it with my dainty hands. They looked so pretty and sexy with my dainty watch and the engagement ring, glistening under the lights. I had never felt so feminine. I was finally the truly female half of a couple, about to be made pregnant by my top’s toxic seed. The moment was perfect. I turned my face toward Ed and shouted, “Breed me with your poz load, daddy! I want it so bad.” Ed picked up the pace, “Oh, yes, princess, you are going to get all of my cum in you.” Faster now, his balls slapping loudly against my ass cheeks. “Get ready,” Ed announced. “Here comes my poz load!” “Fill me with your seed,” I answered. “Poz my cunt.” I couldn’t believe I was begging to be bred by a poz man. But at that moment all I wanted was Ed’s viral load deep in me, changing me. I felt Ed swell and, with one final shove deep in me, start shooting. My cock erupted underneath me. His girth and depth was all it took for us to orgasm together! He kept slamming deep into me, his warm jism filling me. After grunting and shooting, Ed finally collapsed on my back...kissing my shoulders. Then I turned to him and he kissed my deeply as he kept spasming inside me. He said, “Thank you, Andy, that was so fucking hot. I love fucking you.” As he slowly softened and slipped out of my sore ass, I said to him, “I want more, Ed.” And soon he obliged.

Moderator's Note: If you do not want to deal with the red text, there is a copy of this story in the normal color in the first response below. (This is a semi-true account of my recent bathhouse excursion. Yes, I am 23. The inner struggle described is real. If you want to help bring out my inner slut, DM me. I lurk on here way too much, and want to live out some of my fantasies with a truly dom top.) Finals were over. Fuck was I glad. This past semester was super hard. All my classes were so boring and a lot of my friends were graduating, so everyone was on edge the entire time. Whatever, at least it’s over. To reward myself, I planned on getting high and going to the bathhouse to get fucked. You’d think that being 23, smooth with a tight body and well defined 6-pack would get you a lot of dick in college, but a lot of guys on campus usually chicken out. So I waited until classes were done to make up for all the dick I should have gotten. It was Friday night and most of my friends were out getting drunk to celebrate summer. Boring! Instead I shaved my hole, douched, and got ready to go to the bathhouse. I saved a couple pills of E from a rave I went to, and I was determined to get high and get my ass destroyed. “But...no bareback,” I repeated over and over again. “Promise me you’ll make guys use condoms,” I repeated. I was determined to minimize the after-fuck guilt and scare. I love feeling raw dick slide into my hole. I love having the shaft rub my Gspot and make me moan. And I especially love feeling the cock spasm as the top shoots his warm cum in my ass. I love all these things! BUT, I always work myself into a frenzy afterwards. I would do myself a favor and use condoms, so I won’t freak out the day after. “Condoms only!” I committed I finally got to the bathhouse. I timed the pills so they would kick in by the time I got the bathhouse. I got a locker, undressed and wrapped a towel around my tight, jock body. I was shivering from nervousness. As much as I love sex, doing it with random strangers still scares me a bit. Being a hypochondriac and cum slut isn’t the best combination. Oh well, that’s why I took the E. I got in the hot tub to relax a bit. There were a lot of guys here tonight I noted. After a few minutes, I got out to walk around. In the first hallway, I walked past a room with an open door. Inside was a pretty well-built daddy, probably in his late 40’s. He motioned me in. I acquiesced. “You are really sexy,” he told me. “Thanks. So are you,” I responded. I got on my knees and sucked his nice 7-inch cock. After several minutes, I got his cock rock hard. By now, the E had fully kicked in. In fact, I think I took too much, because I was getting a bit disoriented. My body was tingly all over, and my thoughts raced. My vision was going in and out, but I was still focused on his cock. The fit daddy pointed to the bed, and my inner submissive whore hastily obeyed. I got on my back and lifted my legs up, exposing my smooth hole. He grabbed the bottle of lube, squirted some on his cock, and rubbed some on my hole. He walked closer and lined his cockhead to my hole. “Um, can you please use a condom,” I weakly asked. The top frowned, but he nodded his head. He went to his bag and grabbed a condom. “Suck my dick some more, baby,” the daddy commanded. I quickly gobbled up his cock. Good job I thought to myself. Way to stick to our agreement of no BB. Within a few minutes, his cock was hard again, getting past the fact that he had to wrap it up. He ripped the wrapper and rolled on the condom, lubed up his cock, and approached my hole. I was on my back again and saw his face. The face of intent. His body glistened with manliness. I could never get this back at my college campus. This much man. This much experience and dominance. I was in bliss. He slowly pushed in. My hole wasn’t used to condoms, so it really hurt. The daddy was slow though. He added more lube and kept pushing. After about 5 minutes, he still hadn’t made much progress. “You’re really tight,” he whispered in my ear with his cock still pressed against my hole. “Yeah, sorry. It’s been a while...are you neg?” I asked “Why does it matter” he retorted with annoyance, “I’m wearing a condom.” Don’t even think about asking him to fuck you raw! I screamed at myself. Come on slut! You know you want it. You play coy, but you and I know you’re going to let him fuck you raw, I urged myself. What’s another night of bareback. You’ve earned it. You got a 4.0 this quarter. Reward yourself with raw cock. “Hey, maybe you can just tease my hole without a condom for a bit.,” I meekly said. The daddy stood back up and his face brightened up. In his smile, there was a tinge of darkness. He was going to fuck me raw and load me up. He knew this, and I knew this. “Ok, baby,” he responded. He quickly threw off the condom. Then he spit on my hole and rubbed his cock up and down. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. The hot daddy saw this and pushed his cock into my hold. “We really shouldn’t. Please don’t fuck me raw,” I unconvincingly pleaded. My voice was so soft and weak that both of us knew I didn’t mean it. He kept pushing. I moaned. Skin on skin feels so good. A few moments later, he was inside. I felt his warm cock pulsating. I looked at him. Any bit of care and tenderness was wiped from his face. In their place was pure lust. He looked at me with animal eyes. Even his breathing changed. His breaths were now grunts. He slid his cock halfway out and then rammed it back in. His slow rhythm was in perfect sync with his grunts. His cock was rubbing my hole in all the right places. I was moaning so loudly. I knew the whole bathhouse could hear me, but I was too high and in too much pleasure to fucking care. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Take my cock” he said to me. “Ugh yeah, please fuck me! Your cock feels so good!” I moaned. He pulled his cock all the way out, slapped my hole, and then shoved it back in. His sweat dripped on me. His odor flooded my senses. I was enveloped in this god’s aura. He varied his pace for a few more minutes before flipping me over. I backed myself up furiously on his raw cock. My body felt like electricity from the E. He slapped my ass and then grabbed my hips to gain control. He pounded my ass for what felt like hours. I was in slut heaven. Then without warning, he pulled out and stepped away. I turned around, showing him desperate, pleading eyes. Even with my impaired vision, I could see the sweat that glistened on his body. His masculine stance with huge arms flexed on either side. He was breathing heavily, sign of the work he’s been putting in. “Please fuck me, sir. Your cock feels so good. I really need it,” my depraved self pleaded. “I’m getting close, boy. I’m about to bust my load, “ he responded,“If I keep fucking you, I’m going to breed you. I’m not wasting my load on your bac.,” I didn’t say anything. I was paralyzed by conflict. I was paralyzed by how good his cock felt. I was paralyzed by how much I wanted his load inside my hole. Not waiting for my response, he flipped me on my back and shoved his cock inside me. “Ohhhhhh fuckkk yes,” my mouth finally vocalized. He took my ankles and pushed them way back. He had a perfect view of my hole. But instead, he fixed his gazed on my face. As he pounded my hole, he said to me, “I’m going to breed your hole boy. Fill your guts with my warm seed. My hot seed.” The room was filled with guttural noises and animal instincts. Cock in and out. Sweat dripped. In. And out. Grunting. Bam. Bam. Bam. In. And Out. Grunt. Moan. “Please spit on me. Make me your bitch,” I pleaded as I sniffed in more of his scent. He scoffed at me. His eyes were filled with disgust. Here is a dumb bitch asking to be spit on taking raw cock. The same dumb bitch that pretended to want condoms. The same bitch that is high out of his mind. Disgust swirled in his mouth and he quickly spat on my face. Then BAMMM he smacked my face with all his might and I lost my breath due to the shock and pain. He grabbed my face and turned me to face him. “Beg me for my seed, you dumb bitch,” he demanded. “Beg me to breed your cunt.” FUCKING BEG HIM, YOU WHORE. I screamed to myself. “Please, sir. Please breed me,” I managed. “Yeah? You want it? Say it, bitch. Tell me what you want,” he urged. “Your hot load. Please fill me up. I want your cum,” I said with more strength. “Oh fuck yeah, boy! I’m going to fill you up with my load,” he continued. “Yes!! Fuck me. Fuck your poz load into me,” I moaned. He stopped fucking me and said, “Poz load? Who said I was poz?” I came out of my haze and sheepishly smiled at him. “Sorry.” “Oh so you’re a fucking chaser aren’t you? You sick, dirty fuck. I bet you want poz loads, huh? I bet you want my dick to flood you with venom.” I could tell this was really turning him on. He picked up his paced. He was really railing me now. “You’re going to get my poz load. I’m going to fill you up with my sick dick,” he yelled. “Yes, fill me with your poz load! I need it! PLEASE!” I exclaimed. My inner slut was out. “Fuck yeah, boy!” the hot daddy exclaimed. And with that, he thrusted into me hard. His whole body was shuddering as he half collapsed on top of me. “Ohhhh fuckkk,” he grunted. I felt his cock pulsate in my hole. Moving up and down slightly. Then I felt warmness inside my hole. With each pulse, my hole felt warmer and slicker. I had milked this hot daddy for his man juices, and I felt so proud. Despite all the inner turmoil, I loved the feeling of being bred. The danger and risk. The weight as the top presses down from pleasure and exhaustion. I loved everything about it. After a few minutes, the top composed himself. He slowly slid out of my hole, and just gave me a smirk. “Thank you, sir,” I offered. “You’re welcome, slut,” he returned. He pushed me over to make room for him on the dirty mattress. I rested in his arms for some mandatory post-coital cuddling. He said that was hot and asked how old I was. “23,” I said. “Fuck, such a slut at such a young age.” “Hahah, yeah I watch a lot of porn and read some pretty angular erotica,” I said. “Angular erotica...hah!” After a few minutes, I got restless. I was still rolling hard from the E and now that I have fully abandoned safety, I was intent on getting more dick. I got up and wrapped my towel around my waist. I thank him again, and made my way for the door. I paused and turned to face him one last time. “Are you actually poz?” I asked . “Maybe,” he said coldly. I just smiled and exited the room. My body still pulsating from the E. If only my professors and friends could see me right now; I thought to myself, the control freak that asks smartass questions in class is taking anonymous cum up his ass. With that thought, I made walked into the dimly lit, red-tinged hallway. The night had just begun.

It was getting dark when I pulled into the car park by the playing field. There were very few people about and one or two other cars. I got out and went through the trees to the old, brick public toilet on the far side. It was run down and dirty and the only visitors were guys like me, looking for sex. I had been introduced to the place by a friend a couple of weeks previously. It was really sleazy, and the guys who went there were mainly older and not particular about hygiene. I stepped in through the dark doorway, my nostrils immediately filled with the rank smell of piss, poppers and sweat and I felt the hairs stand up on my neck. It was much darker inside and I felt rather than saw a number of men around me. I stepped up to the pale urinal, pulled out my stiffening cck and waited, my heart thumping in my chest. They moved in on me, a dry, horny hand feeling my hard-on and another feeling my arse through my jeans. A bottle was pressed to my nose at the same time as a warm, wet mouth engulfed my cock. I groaned as the poppers kicked in, my legs turning to jelly and my will-power evaporating. Someone started to try and kiss me, rough bearded face and fat lips slobbering over mine. His tongue slid into my mouth as another mouth sucked my cock. I gasped with excitement and lust, even as my mind was repelled by the thought of what I was doing and the terrible, terrible risks I was running. I felt hands on my belt. The guy sucking me pulled my trousers open and dragged them down, followed by my underwear. I felt the cool air on my naked backside as I stood there with my clothes around my ankles beng kissed, sucked and fondled by god knows what kind of ugly trolls. The bottle was held to my nose again. This time they held my head, forcing me to breathe deep until my head was spinning and I had to hold onto someone o stand up. "Yeah", said a dry, throaty voice " he's gettin' into it now. Oh yeah, we got a live one here." My head was pulled forward and down and a thick, sweaty cock slid into my mouth. It tasted so good and the poppers were so srong I just started sucking greedily on it, the hairy, fat beely pressed against my nose. "Fuck 'um," commanded the voice, adding "Here's some lube." I felt fingers between my chceeks and something cold and slippery being smeared on my arsehole. I started to panic, this was getting too heavy, but it also felt soo good, soo dirty. I felt hands on my hips and a man's cock probed my arse. I reached back and grabbed it. No condom. He was going in bareback! He slapped my hands away and carried on pushing forward. I felt the meaty head slide into me. There was still time to stop this. I could just push them away and go, but still it felt soo good, sooo dirty. Again poppers were offered to me, and this time I took the brown bottle and inhaled greedily, thinking to myself 'Oh my god - I'm going to let him'. Then his cock burst into me and the shaft slid up me in a delicious rush. I bent over, holding on to the thighs of the man in front of me as I was fucked, my mind screaming at me to stop even as I pushed back to meet his urgent thrusts. "Come on, fuck him!" called-out a voice. " Shoot up him," said another, adding "he wants it bad." Oh my god, I'm going to let him. I knew I should stop now, but I was going to let him. "Here it comes, bitch!" The guy pushed his flabby belly hard against mt arse and I felt his cock thrb in me. I was horrified, afraid, excited and disgsted as he slowed, stopped, then pulled out his greasy cock and I felt his cum trickle over my balls. I stood up, panting for breath, aware of myself as never before and suddenly I knew what I wanted. I saw several pairs of eyes glittering in the dark around me and with a shudder of surrender I turned, bent over and spread my cheeks the tears of joy in my eayes as the next cock slid up me.

Like the new tangent - male pregnancy in the traditional sense, interesting concept.

I'm currently working on the next chapters

Great story and writing. Looking forward to chapter 2, and 3 and 4...😈

Sounds like a good day to me!

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Chapter 7 – The Boss Chapters 1 through 6 talk about a visit I made to my friend Jason’s place in AZ. We’ve been partying all weekend and now are on his roofdeck in the middle of the night. It’s the two of us and a hairy guy named Gary. We’re spun out of our minds, and each of our asses has been massively worked over. They’re getting me in the sling again for more play. We got over to the sling, and I hopped in. My feet were in the stirrups, and my willing ass was hanging off the edge of the leather sling. I felt my hole and was pleased to notice a great gape. But, if I knew Jason, it was about to get bigger! “Maybe we should smoke a little more,” Gary suggested. He picked up the pipe (God, he looked sexy walking over to the bed with that hairy bubble butt1) from the table and brought it over to the sling. He torched some crystals and took in the first cloud. He shotgunned that with me, and we traded the smoke back and forth. The next cloud was shared with Jason, and then he said, “This one’s all yours” to me. I took in a huge amount of smoke and held it as long as I could. Between the smoking, the booty bump, and the chempiss from earlier, I was flying high. Jason and Gary took a big hit, blowing out some impressive clouds. Looking down at Jason, I saw him lubing up one of his toys. This was a Boss Hogg. He saw me looking and said, “This isn’t the biggest one, but it’ll get your ass started. You’ll be riding the big one soon.” My ass twitched in anticipation. The Hogg is one of my favorite toys (which Jason knew), and I was looking forward to feeling the amazing sense of fullness that it delivers. Once the toy was lubed, Jason teased my hole with it a bit, moving it up and down my ass crack. Each time he passed over my hole, I thought he’d slide it in, but the evil glint in his eyes let me know that he was going to tease me a lot before slipping the toy inside me. Jason started to penetrate my gape each time he grazed my hole, but he was not yet ready to fill my ass with it. Eventually, he pulled back and said, “This is the extra-large one. You’ll get up to the triple XL tonight.” He added a new coating of lube and said, “Take some poppers.” I did as I was told and felt the tip of the dildo at my hole. Once Jason knew that the poppers had hit (and the T was certainly flowing, too!), he started inserting the Hogg into my yearning ass. He just kept pushing and pushing, opening up my hole with the smooth toy. He only stopped when it was in to the base. He let my ass adapt to the toy for a bit and then started to move it around. He pulled it back a little so that the widest part was at my hole and then started to do large circles with the base. This moved the head of the toy around inside my ass, hitting all the walls of my anal canal and stroking over my prostate. I saw Gary crouched nearby with his eyes greedily watching my ass get opened up by the Hogg. Next, Jason pulled back even more and shoved the toy in to the base again. He started a serious fucking motion with it, using the full length of the dildo to fill my ass. Meanwhile, he asked Gary to lube up the next larger size. Once Gary had the bigger one coated, he held it out to Jason. Jason pulled the XL out of my ass and swapped it out for the double XL. This one actually slid in easily since my ass was well opened from the work he had done with the XL. I could tell the new toy was bigger, but my pig hole was ready for most anything. Jason repeated a similar set of actions with the XXL. After he fucked me with it for a while, he inserted it fully and just let it hang in my ass. The design of this toy allows for this since it is thickest in the middle but tapers down to a thinner width near the base. This fucker is heavy, and my ass certainly felt and appreciated the weightiness of this massive dildo. If it slid out some, Jason was there to shove it back in, but he mostly left it to sit in my ass and fill me up. Eventually, Jason asked Gary to take his place on the stool. “Just make sure that doesn’t slip out,” he told Gary as he walked away. He went down the stairs and into the house. I thought that he might be getting more drinks, but there was a fridge on the roof deck, so it was unclear where he was going. When he came back up, he was wearing a chest harness plus a harness to hole a dildo. He picked up the biggest Boss Hogg and started to lube it up. Then, he put it in the harness and added even more lube to it. Fuck, he was going to use that on my ass! I wasn’t sure I was ready, but I was willing to give it my best. Jason took hold of the dildo that was in my ass and took his place at my ass. He pulled it out a bit and got it to the thickest part. “Push it out, pig,” he snarled at me. I pushed out and felt the toy slither out of my ass. When it dropped to the floor with a thud, I felt a gush of lube leave my ass too. My ass was quickly filled by the tip of the triple XL Boss Hogg in Jason’s harness. “Ready?” Jason asked. I nodded yes, and he leaned forward to let the toy start to slide into my ass. He knew that this was a huge toy and would take some time to get all of it inside me, but he was watching me closely and giving me verbal encouragement as we went. “Yeah, pig, take that Boss Hogg up your ass.” “You know you want it.” “I’m gonna fuck you so deep with this.” “Hot fuckin’ pig hole, taking the Boss all the way.” Gary also joined in with some nasty encouragements. “So fucking hot watching you take that toy.” “Open up and let him in.” “Fuck yeah, you’re nothing but a hole for tonight.” As they were talking, Jason was applying steady pressure forward, causing the Boss Hogg to slide deeper into my ass. When we got to the thickest part in the middle, he paused again. He looked at me and asked if I was doing OK. All I could do was nod since I was in a wildly frenzied state. The way this toy is made means that once the thickest part is in, the rest of it will probably slide in easily. That’s because, after the hefty middle section, it starts to get smaller. Of course, smaller is all relative! For this size, the middle is over 14” around, and the base is over 12” thick. Still, once my hole had consumed the widest, the rest started to slide in more quickly. There was a point where it got hung up inside my guts, but with some repositioning on both our parts, Jason was able to get the whole fucking thing in my ass. His pubes were now up against my hole. I reached down to feel the stretch, so he pulled back just a little so that my hands could get to my hole. When he pulled back, the sensation was unbelievable! Of course, there was some suction with a toy this big, but I could feel all parts of the toy slither inside my ass. It was amazing and fantastic to feel how stretched out my hole was. I brought my hands back up so that Jason could get back in all the way. I wiped the lube off them and picked up the poppers. Jason did some small left to right movements while I huffed on the brown bottle. When I was done, I looked at him and said, “Fuck me.” Boy, did he obey! The first back and forth movements were minor, but they still sent shock waves through my pig hole. At one point, he pulled back to the thickest part, and we could hear the vacuum break as he slid back in. Watching this hot stud, who I had known for so long, fuck me with that huge dildo was so exhilarating to me. I reached back and spread my ass as wide as possible, eliciting a groan of delight from Jason. “Fuckin hot,” Gary growled as he watched the action. With less of a vacuum, Jason was able to really let me experience the full length of the Boss Hogg. In addition to being thick, it was also really long, and it felt amazing as it traversed the walls of my ass. Jason slowly slid it all the way in again and kept it there. My ass was filled like never before, and I was a happy pig. Jason looked over at Gary and said, “Lube up. When I pull this out, you’re going in with your fist.” That sounded fucking awesome to me. Jason suggested I do some poppers for the extraction. I wanted to be able to really experience the feeling of the Boss Hogg sliding out of my ass, so I only did a short snort. It gave me enough of an added buzz but still let me keep my focus on my ass. Man, Jason knew what he was doing! He took his time pulling the toy out of my ass. Seeing him slowly lean back as the toy slithered through my ass was sexy. His hairy chest was heaving with the exertion and the need to maintain control over the removal. His face showed the intense concentration that he was giving to the activity. For me, the withdrawal was astounding. This toy is an ass player's dream. The changes in thickness allowed it to alter the way it feels as it moves through your body. With Jason moving so slowly, I was able to really enjoy the ride. Poppers always make me more ass focused, and they served that purpose well. Jason was really just slowly pulling out – there was no diving back in, twisting, or shaking around – but it felt fantastic. The thickest part was past my hole, and he stopped to keep the rest inside me. “Get ready to fist this pig hole,” he snarled at Gary. Gary was ready, with his paws slicked up with lube. When the Boss Hogg left my body, Jason quickly stepped aside, and Gary slid his dominant right fist into my ass. Fuck, I love getting fisted! With Gary’s fist inside me, I felt filled up once again. Toys are great, but real men are even better. Gary’s hairy hand felt great inside me, and I was convinced that I could feel the hair on his hand as it slid across my inner walls. He pulled his fist out and entered me again. This time, he went a little deeper, but he pulled out again pretty quickly. He pulled out and went back in again with his right fist a few times and then started to alternate with his left fist. He did this for a while, then looked up at me and said, “I’m gonna go fast and hard on your hole. You OK with that?” I nodded, and he started to pummel my ass with his fists. Left, right, left, right in rapid succession. He really worked over my hole, and I was loving every second of it. I spread my ass as wide as possible so that he could have full and unrestricted access to my pig hole. Gary slowed his activity and eventually just sunk his fist into my hole. “You liked that, didn’t you?” he asked. Speechless, I could only nod my agreement. “You want it again?” I put up my hand to ask for a short breather, and he complied, just moving his fist around inside me while playing around my outer hole with his other fingers. I picked up the poppers and took a few deep hits. “Go,” I said. Gary again started to work over my ass with his fists. With the poppers rush, I could only lay back and moan in appreciation of the efforts being expended on my pig hole. All I could see was a purple glowing eye that pulsed with each insertion. My brain was overloaded with sensations, and I was flooded with amazing feelings. He kept working my ass, although he slowed down too. I was surprised to look down and find that my abdomen was covered in fluid. “Fuck, you shot a load and then started to piss! It was so fuckin’ sexy,” said Jason. He was standing near the base of the sling where he had an up-close view of all of the activity. He grabbed a towel and wiped me down. I was sweating profusely, too, and needed to take a moment to get my breathing back to normal. Meanwhile, my ass was pulsing, and my hole was massively gaped. Once I had caught my breath, Jason knelt down in front of my ass and asked me to push out. I did and felt the blooming of a rosebud. Jason took a few pics and ran his fingers and tongue over it. I shivered in delight at the sensitivity of my ruined ass. Once I had recovered, they helped me out of the sling. We gathered into a sweaty group hug and stumbled over to the bed. As I lay down, I saw dawn start to break on the horizon. The rising sun looked great on the water, and I was a contented pig. We all cuddled together, and I fell asleep for a while.

Tied in a sling blindfolded for all to enjoy is the best way to surrender one's ass for pleasure & seed.

When I lived in Kentucky there was a naked men’s group, Got to getter once a month. First hour was strictly social .After that off came the cloths and play began. All sucking and fucking. I usually sucked 3-;4 dicks But since I was one of few bottoms I got fucked a lot My favorite was sucking one guy while his partner fucked me. He came in my ass and immediately his partner slid his dick in me while I cleaned one dick his partner come in my ass. I could usually count on 6-8 loads unfortunately Covid changed all that and parties were put on hold

Haven't been to many orgies as standalone parties/events, but when things get crowded and busy in the sauna I guess that's basically the same thing - so dogpile for me, every time. A cherished early memory of mine is a club there used to be here, Ken's at Kensington - sadly gone now, building was sold or something - where there was a darkroom that was a kind of narrow L-shape, pretty deep from the entry/exit to the back, but not much more than a metre wide as best I recall it, it was properly dark every time I was there so I never got a good look at it. Friday nights sometimes it'd get super busy in there, almost wall to wall men, most leaving their towels outside - good behaviour from everyone any time I was there, I have to say, no shoving, it could be a tight squeeze but if you went to wiggle your way deeper, or towards the exit, people would shuffle around to make room for you, there always seemed to be people slowly moving in or out so you'd never get stuck where you were, unless you wanted to stay put. Probably hell if you're claustrophobic, but I loved it. The first time I summoned up the nerve to go in towelless and not move away from any cock I felt pressing up from behind, it was a revelation, being half bent over in that press of men, basically immobilised by sweaty bodies so long as I wasn't trying to move, no idea who I was touching or who was touching me or fucking me - I've never really spent much time looking at those comics with the tentacle monsters, but that must be what it'd feel like, just suspended in the middle of a mass of men with cocks sliding in and out as they please. Good times.

Mike was scared as hell as he followed Bobby and “Master” into the dungeon It had been super uncomfortable to tell Marc that he was also in love with Uncle Martin and that he was going to be his second lover. He had found his little brother alone in his room and shared the "news" “But you are straight!” Marc had said, clearly surprised and put off by this “I’ve been hiding who I really am. I came out to Bobby and Uncle Martin at lunch and told them I was also in love with our uncle. Bobby was nice enough to agree to share his husband with me and and Uncle Martin said he loved me too. So there you have it” Mike lied trying to sound convincing Marc looked sad and for some reason said “Thank you , Big Brother” ‘For letting you know?” Mike asked “Yeah, thank you for letting me know. I hope you can be happy” Marc had said still sounding sad Now in the dungeon Master had told him to strip and bust out his own anal cherry the same way he had made Bobby do it. Mike moaned in pain as he worked his way down the huge dildo, This was far worse than he imagined as he moved up and down. He could not believe that according to Bobby he would come to love and even crave this feeling Master kicked his les out from underneath him when he had about six inches to go and Mike plunged down on that dildo that Bobby had learned was made from a cast of Master’s cock The pain was incredible but Mike’s cock got rock hard “Someone is a masochist, interesting” Master said in a pleased tone He flipped the switch on the back of the chair and the vibration and shocks started as Mike was made to read his consent to what was happening to him into the camera. The difference was that the shocks that hid just been pain to Bobby made Mike’s cock drip, Mike had the family’s more than adequate cock and it twitched with every shock Master and Bobby strapped Mike down for his first breeding and the pumps were attached to his nipples “I know you hate this even more than Bobby does so I am going to make yours even bigger than his. You will spend at least a hour every singe day being pumped and stretched, without fail. I will let you know when they are big enough. It’s going to be a while” Master said as the suction took hold for the first time Mike hated the idea but the suction almost made him cum Once Mike was totally immobile Master had Bobby put a pair of headphones on him Master leaned close and pressed a button then whispered in that silky manipulative voice of his “You deserve this, you want this, your body loves pain because you know you need to be punished, you know I’m doing this for your own good and it’s your fault I have to hurt you, It’s your fault I’m going to infect you with HIV, you are not even really a man, yu know you want to be my pretty girl and get pregnant with my viral baby” Then he pressed the button again, then another button and those evil, manipulative, pervasive words started playing over and over quietly. He could hear hat was said around him over the mind fucking whispers as he started to understand why Bobby had so much trouble and gave in each time. This evil voice was also the voice of his father figure and that made it even harder to resist Mike was on his back with his legs spread wide and bent to his chest. His hole was exposed and vulnerable. PrEP was not a 100% guarantee. It was close but there was always the slightest chance… Master rammed into him balls deep and probably would have torn him apart if not for the well lubed dildo he had just been sitting on. It still hurt like hell though. Master pounded him hard and Mike came hard from the pain and those words “you are not even really a man, yu know you want to be my pretty girl and get pregnant with my viral baby”, Deep down inside a twisted part of him wanted exactly that. He had a bigger problem than Bobby because he could not deny some of the things Master said were true. His cock spewing cum without him touching himself as Master fucked him was all the proof anyone needed ************************ Bobby watched as Master fucked his brother. He remembered the latest poison seed Master had been planting in him for the last week “Don’t be jealous of your brother. I will still have plenty of time to hurt you and plenty of cum to breed you with” It would never have occurred to him to be jealous till Master had said that, but the seed had taken root and Bobby fought resentment for the attention Mike was getting from Master Bobby shook himself. What a ridiculous thought! He hated what Master did to him! If anything, he should feel sympathy for his brother… but when Master praised Mike for cumming for him without touching himself the jealousy surged back. He saw Master watching him and tried to hide what he was feeling but Master smiled and started telling Mike what a pretty girl he was and how good his ass felt , how he was going to enjoy getting Mike pregnant so much and the anger rose even higher in him Master pounded his brother even harder and then shouted “Take my toxic seed, pretty girl! I’m putting my toxic baby in you right now!” and Bobby could see Master's balls pull up and pulse as they pumped toxic cum into his brother’s neg ass Bobby seethed with jealousy and resentment. He saw Master smirking at him and knew he had lost another battle, slipping further into this evil man's control Master pulled out, walked over to Bobby and whispered in his ear “That felt so good, I love your brother’s ass. I know you are jealous so I’m going to give you the chance for revenge” Then he said loud enough for both to hear “Bobby, I’m going to let you make a decision and I won’t be upset either way you decide. Your brother is tied up and helpless. You can let him loose or you can fuck him and breed him. If you let him loose, the session is over for today. If you fuck him I’m going to keep him in pain for another hour. It’s your choice” ************************* Mike sighed in relief and closed his eyes… it was over for today.. Bobby would free him and it would be over Then his eyes flew open as he felt a cock almost as big as Master’s ram up his ass. Bobby, his beloved older brother was fucking him with a look of anger on his face Master smiled and did something that increased the suction on his already sore nipples, making them hurt even more, which made Mike’s cock start to harden again “You think you are so special, you little bitch!” Bobby growled “You think Master wants you more than he wants me! Master married ME! Not you! You can never have that! I will always come first with Master! You are just going to be a cumdump for both of us! Now take my cum like the slut you are!” Bobby said and Mike felt his brother’s cock pulsing inside of him as Bobby bred him and the shame and humiliation of it made him cum again Master praised Bobby and then proceeded to fuck Mike three mort times for over the promised hour. When he was finally finished he pulled the suction cups off Mike’s nipples and the pain was the worst of the day. To his same Mike came again The next day Master reversed the roles, Bobby was the one tied down and in pain and Mike was the one who was made jealous. Mike fucked his brother even more brutally than he had been fucked the day before ******************* Martin was enjoying turning the two brothers against each other. He wanted to be the only focus in their lives and making them compete for his attention just made them easier to control. He made Bobby responsible for strapping Mike down and pumping his nipples every day and that added to the contention between them. When Mike was not so horned up that he could not think, he hated the change to his chest. Within weeks Mike’s nipples caught up and passed Bobby’s who was allowed to pump only to maintain what he had now The two sniped at each other almost constantly outside the dungeon and it was music to Martin’s ears as he continued to set them against each other ********************* Bobby sat at his best friends house, Mike was in his arms as they talked, naked in bed “How does he manipulate us so easily?” he asked his brother, then he absently kissed him on the cheek “I don’t know, when I see him paying attention to you and I see red. I can’t help it” Mike responded When they were alone together there was nothing but love between them. They even made love to each other to strengthen their bond. They couldn’t help it. They were falling in love with each other “Thank god we talked it out, I was so angry with you that I hated you for a while” Bobby said “We have to agree that anything that happens with him around is not out fault. I will never blame you for anything you do under his control and I hope you do the same for me” Mike said “Yes, my head clears as soon as he is not around and I feel instantly sorry for the things I did, I love you so much Mike” Bonny reapplied squeezing his little brother in his arms “You guys have fun! I got a hot date” Bobby’s best friend allied from downstairs. The guy was great. He didn’t care why Bobby and Mike needed to hide together here, or what they did together, he was just happy to help out As they heard the front door close they started kissing for real. Bobby was definitely the more aggressive of the two. He was the top nearly all the time He had not blinked when Mike had asked him “Can you call me your girl?” The first time they made love, Between them it was an expression of love not derogatory or meant to demean He got on top of Mike who was now on his back “I need to be in my girl so much” He said and lifter Mike’s legs to his shoulders, sliding in with practiced ease “Fuuuukkk I love my big handsome brother man in me” Mike moaned After a few minutes Bobby flipped him over and took him on his hands and knees “Ohh fuck,,, do it Big Brother! I need it!” Mike told him Bobby reached under his brother and his fingers found those big, sensitive nipples and began pinching and pulling on them, almost like he was making them as he slid in and out of his little brother They tried to turn everything bad Martin did to them into something wonderful between them but something in Mike was broken. No matter how hard he tried, he could not get off without a little pain and humiliation, His hatred of the way his nipples looked now was the easiest way for Bobby to satisfy that need in his brother/lover, After just a few minutes the two brothers came together, bobby filling Mike’s ass with cum and Mike shooting into his cupped hand, then sharing the load with the brother he was in love with The love they had for each other finally turned the tide in their wars with Martin’s control. They couldn’t help what they did when with him but sometimes they could look at each other and calm the other with a look of love. Things went along smoothly as possible for two boys under the control of am evil, sadistic, manipulator until the 2nd time they both tested neg despite Martin’s best efforts A week later Martin summoned them to the dungeon “You are more clever than I give you credit for Bobby. This had to come from you or you would have been infected before Mike came along” he said holding two PrEP pills in his hands The boys were so frightened they couldn’t say anything “The PrEP will be completely out of your system in 30 days It had better be. If you do not test HIV positive in four months I will poz Marc on his 18th birthday the throw you all out into the streets. I promise you, you will only get one chance at this ’m going to save my cum until then so I will be shooting huge, toxic loads. I will infect you both or you will be living on the streets with a brother who has even more health issues. Bobby, you will sign these papers granting me full custody of Marc so I can control his healthcare so you don't try to get him on PrEP too. I warn you if you don’t so exactly what I say I will say I have new found religious beliefs that reject modern medicine and cut off all his medications within a week I will enslave and pox him on his 18th birthday no matter what you do. If you boys play by my rules I will keep supporting all three of you, if not you will be three homeless poz boys Helplessly Bobby signed the papers “Now get out of my sight” Martin said waving them out Bobby knew the PrEP would loose most of it’s affectedness after just 7 days, 30 days wah to have every trace of it out of their blood He was so upset. He couldn’t think of a way out this time. The only thing he could think to do was write his dad ****************** For being in prison Paul had a pretty pleasant life right now. He had his husband who he loved so much and he got to force his cock into unwilling neg holes and poz them once or twice a week. If Paul didn’t do it, someone else would and Paul had a 100% batting average for making these boys love his cock by the end of their first fuck. Paul had a real talent for converting straight men to wanton cumdumps His favorite person to fuck was his husband Carl though. For the last few months Carl had been his submissive bottom every night. “I’m not just your husband, I belong to you Paul, you own my mind, my body and my soul. I love you so much My Master” Carl would whisper deep in the night. They both knew they only had about 5 months left together before Tony’s plan would free Paul. That would separate them forever because Carl would never get out of prison. He was serving three life sentences Paul savored every moment with this wonderful, gentle, loving man The guard came around with the mail. He tossed a letter to Paul and said "The Warden wants to see you” to Carl The letter was from Bobby and it told him all about the PrEP disaster and Martin’s threats. Once again Paul cursed these prison walls, There was nothing he could do! No way he could help his sons in time Then a solution of sorts presented itself The solution was in the short term incredibly painful but offere4d hope in the future. Paul had to rewrite the letter he wrote back to Bobby twice because tears smeared the ink of the first two. They were both teas of pain and tears of joy *********************** About a week and a half after Martin had confronted them Bobby and Mike sat sunk in depression at Bobby’s best friend’s house when they heard a knock on the front door Bobby’s friend called up to them “Bobby! There is someone here to see you” Bobby and Mike went down the stairs and saw a tall, bald muscular man somewhere in his 40s standing there The man’s eyes teared up when he saw them “You have to be Bobby and Mike, you look so much like your dad” in a voice that seemed on the verge of tears “Do we know you?” Bobby asked “Here, this will explain it all” the man said handing him a letter It was from their dad and it started Dear Bobby: The man giving you this letter is my husband, Carl. He’s there to poz you and Mike before Martin can... ************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Carl to the rescue? Let me know what you think Scanbu

3. Damn that thick, long really erect dick. You could see he was horny based off how hard he was. I finally exhaled. I felt such a strong warm tingle wash over my body and head. My vision went blurry for a moment, but I got it back quickly enough to find his cock and grab it with both hands. I was exploring but also jacking him off with the deliberate up and down motions. I started slobbering. I sucked and I gagged. He smelled and tasted so good. The saltiness. The chunks of fabric and dirt. The gritty pubes. I fucking loved every bit of it. I had to have him inside of me. I needed to take his load. I wanted for this man to take me to a cheap motel and do time what was done to Jon in “Slammed.” I begged him for his cock. I started babbling as I often do when really horny. I confessed my deepest desires to be owned. To be whored out. To be drugged up. In hindsight, confessing to a cop that I wanted to do drugs and be a slut was not my smartest move. But it felt right in the moment. Also in hindsight, he would have been on the hook for hooking up with me like this, so I think I was safe. Sometimes I fear that my brain is too colorful and my desires too fringe. I don’t see or hear people around me talking about the same sexual desires I have. So I often fear that I’m too slutty. A genuine struggle between wanting to live the life of a free slut, but still chained by worrying about what others think of me. I remember also worrying after babbling to the cop that he would be disgusted and tell me to get the fuck off him, but he didn’t. He smirked devilishly and said I was fucked up in the head. But that I was special and he had plans for me if I was up for it. I asked him what he meant, and he said if I really meant what I said, he can arrange something tonight with him and some friends and we could really have some fun. My eyes lit up and I nodded and started trembling again. I was beyond excited. I couldn’t believe it. “Whatever you have in mind, I’m down!” I said. “I mean it. I’m down for anything. Any drugs. Any guys. If you want me to do it. I’ll do it. I’ll do them. Omg. I’m so down!” He laughed. He told me before he did anything, he wanted me to show him what I slut I was. To ride his cock and show him how well I can take it. I fucking leaped into his lap and straddled his cock so fast. I ask him for the poppers and he fed me a big whiff. I exhaled and asked him to spit on my face. He spat a big loogie with some saliva on my face. I wiped it off and added my own spit and coated his cock with it. My hole was so hungry for his cock. I was in heat. I lowered myself on to his cock while taking another deep hit. I was fucked up and riding him for dear life. My thighs and ass slapping against his thighs. He was supporting my weight and the force of each bounce. I was in heaven. I kept it up. Making out with him every now and then, but really focusing on opening up my hole and having that cock touch all of my insides. I wanted that thing to stretch me open and make me gape. I wanted to loosen it. To show up what a good slut I can be. This was my audition to be the next Jon Phelps. My prize would be scene 3 of “Slammed” where I got gang banged by his other cop friends while I was even more fucked up. I was riding to descend into depravity. I needed to show him I could handle anything he threw at me. His breathing quickened. He was letting out more frequent low moans. I picked up my pace and begged him to shoot inside me. I wasn’t on PrEP. Couldn’t afford it. He thrust into me and let out a big moan and called me a faggot bitch. I fucking nailed that audition.

The title will make a little more sense as you read on. I got pinged the other day while on Manhunt. The guy said he liked my look. I immediately pulled up his profile and he had a few face pics and described himself as 27, 5’10” and 180 and Puerto Rican. His profile was also one of those professional profiles that massage therapists use so I texted back and asked if he was looking for clients. He said “Not today.” His profile said nothing about what he was into and for some reason, I didn’t feel comfortable asking. The guy was certainly super-hot according to his stats and frankly even though I prefer to bottom, I’ve been known to throw a hot fuck from time to time. We set up a time and I jumped into the shower and got cleaned up preparing for the unexpected. The address took me to a duplex. I started getting the familiar butterflies in my stomach when I’m about to fuck someone I’ve never seen or met. There is the possibility that this was a bogus address or a bogus profile. I took a deep breath and knocked. I feel my nips harden and my cock twitch in anticipation. When the door opened, I was stunned. Before I could process anything, he ushered me into the house and closed the door. He didn’t look like his profile pics. I’ve heard buddies tell stories about people misrepresenting themselves with their profile and when they meet and learn the truth, it’s an awkward hot mess. I’ve been lucky in that I have only had one such gross misrepresentation. As my brain was processing the “disconnect,” I realized that the issue was that his profile pictures weren’t flattering to him. This guy was an unbelievably beautiful human specimen. He looked almost identical to Enrique Iglesias but more defined and muscular. He looked like a high-fashion model. If you saw him on the streets, you would embarrass yourself by staring. He had dark short hair and a well-groomed 5 o’clock shadow. He was wearing a pair of gym shorts and nothing else. His nipples were the size of quarters and deep bronze in color. His chest was perfectly pronounced with a very deep sternum line dividing two huge pectoral muscles. There was no question that this guy was out of my league. I searched my brain for a dignified way to get us both out of this situation. There was no doubt in my mind that he had made a mistake. Think. Think. He walked me from the door, through the living room and gestured for me to move into what I suspected would be a bedroom. Once inside he closed the door. This wasn’t a bedroom at all. It was dark except for glowing reddish lights coming from different parts of the room. Soft music was playing and candles were lit. I could smell something that reminded me of jasmine. We were in his massage room. Enrique turned to me and wrapped me in his muscular arms and whispered in my ear, “You are perfect. You have no idea how much I’m into your look.” I was dumbfounded. It’s not that I have low self-esteem, in fact just the opposite. I take good care of myself. But this guy was mesmerizing. It was like looking at him cast a spell over me and that made me nervous. Enrique began to unbutton my shirt and immediately started licking and sucking on my neck and worked his way down to my tits. I moaned in appreciation and he switched to the other tit and began to unbutton my pants. When they feel to the floor he reached around and grabbed one cheek in each hand and used his expert trained hands to massage my glutes moving them around and spreading them apart. I have big ass cheeks and he moaned in appreciation. It felt great. He released my tit from his mouth and looked at me and started deep kissing me. I moaned from inside his kiss and we ground our faces together exchanging saliva. I ran my hands all over his body. Everything was perfect. I reached to his crotch but he had a jock on so I couldn’t figure out what he was packing. It didn’t matter. This guy was a fucking god and I was going to enjoy every inch of him. He moved me over to his massage table and had me lay on it face down. Next he moved down between my legs and spread them. Again he massaged and kneaded my ass with steady strength. I pushed back to let him know he could work my butt as hard as he liked; that I could take it. He received the message and intensified his grip. I felt his hand move down through the ditch of my ass and graze my hole. He spit on it and rubbed his finger all around it. He spit some more and inserted his finger and finger fucked me for a few minutes. I slowly began to realize this guy was a top. He was ass obsessed. His finger retreated and was replaced with his tongue. He didn’t start slow like most guys do. He buried his tongue to the hilt and began to dart in and out of my hole all the while delivering copious amounts of saliva into my ass. Much of it spilled over onto his chin and my balls, but it was certainly getting me hot and beyond horny. He started trading off between his fingers and his tongue. He had eventually worked three fingers in and out of my ass-cunt. Enrique said very quietly just above a whisper, “Push out.” I didn’t hear him and asked him to repeat it. “Push your cunt out.” He said a little louder. This was music to my ears. I crunched my abdominal muscles and pushed the ring of my ass outward like I was taking a shit. “Yeah, dude, just like that. Stay right there.” Next I felt him suck my hole into his mouth causing a vacuum and then use his teeth to encase my rosebud and lightly bit down. The sensation was awesome. No one had ever done that to me before. He continued to trade off between sucking and nipping. “I moaned, “That feels so fucking good. Please don’t stop.” For the next 5 minutes or so, he continued to worship my hole like that. When he let go, my rose bud snapped back inside my ass and began pulsing. At this point he walked around to the front of the massage table and I could see through the face cradle that he had taken his shorts off. Enrique had one of the biggest cocks I’ve ever had. He was super hard and uncut. His foreskin naturally retracted to the base of the head and was the same color as the rest of his cock. His jet-black bush was perfectly trimmed and clear goo had bubbled up to the tip. This had to be a 10-inch dick. It was perfectly straight and was about as fat as a golf ball. I reached out and held it. The heat radiating from his rod was exhilarating. He helped me down off the table and I hit my knees and opened my mouth licked the pearl drop from the tip then descended down his magnificent rod. I got about halfway down and his cock got stuck at the back of my throat. I pulled back delivering profuse amounts of saliva to coat his fat monster to make it easier to work with. Enrique could tell from my behavior that A) I was a cock slut and B) I was hungry for dick. I couldn’t help it. I needed this cock in my mouth. I blew him for about 10 minutes this way. I had saliva everywhere. It was running down my chin and onto my chest and then onto the floor and down his shaft and onto his balls and then onto me. I had tears streaming down my face and cock snot coming out of my nose. I was not about to give up. Enrique stopped me and had me stand up. He gave me a hand towel to wipe up my face. “Let’s try this.” He patted the massage table. “Jump up here and get on your back.” He helped me up and had me slide my head completely off the end of the table. He had at some point removed the face cradle. He opened a bottle of poppers and gave me a hit in each nostril. My head was upside down so it was tricky, but as I began to fly, I really appreciated the offering. With my head hanging off the table I was in the perfect position for him to slide his cock into my mouth. I immediately felt this was really comfortable. His cock was thick, but I was confident that with enough patience and willpower we could do this. As he fucked in and out of my mouth, I reached around to his butt cheeks and pulled him into my throat a little bit more. I could feel his cockhead at the back of my throat as before. He continued to fuck in and out, but going no further than the back of my throat. With the poppers relaxing me I opened my throat, took a deep breath through my nose and again pulled him a little deeper. This time his cock head popped through the ring at the back of my throat. We both moaned at the same time. I kept pulling him into to me and felt his shaft sliding further down my throat and moaned. I was in cock-sucking heaven. I pulled him more and more until his tightly trimmed bush was scratching my upper lip. I pulled one last time as far as it would go and I felt him bottom out. My boy gasped and said, “Holy fuck. You’ve taken my entire cock into your throat. Not many people have ever been able to do that.” At this point I wanted to ensure he knew I was deep throating this massive cock so I lightly took my teeth and bit down ever so slightly on the base of his cock at the pubic line. Then I released the pressure on his ass and pushed him out of my mouth and away from me. I was gasping for air trying really hard not to convulse. I sat up and wiped the snot, saliva and pre-cum from my face and took a long slow hit of poppers and assumed my previous position. This time, when I grabbed Enrique’s butt to pull him into my mouth, I took him all the way to the balls in one stride. I needed to conserve oxygen. Again he groaned. I pushed him almost all the way out and pulled him back in again sending him the message to fuck my throat. He got the message, grabbed my tits and started thrusting all the way in and back out again in rapid succession. “Oh my god, suck my cock, deep throat the fucker. You are one good cock-sucker.” This went on for as long as I could hold my breath. When I started feeling light headed, I pushed him out gasped for oxygen and forced his cock back in again. We did this four or five times before Enrique pulled completely away from me and said, “Oh fuck, Oh fuck, not yet hot man. Not yet. Whew!” Again I wiped my face clean and scooted back onto the massage table to catch my breath. Once revived Enrique said, “Turn over.” I did and took a hit of poppers. He jumped up onto the massage table with me and I immediately arched my back and stuck out my ass. He started eating; and eating, and eating. The more he ate the hungrier he got. Then he scooted up onto my back and I could feel the heat from his cock in the ditch of my ass. “Of fuck yeah,” I heard myself say. His cock head docked at my cunt lips and he pushed forward and I pushed backwards and within seconds Enrique busted through and slid in all the way to his balls. I felt his breath next to my face and lifted up my head and we started kissing and making out while moaning and humping each other. His tongue was all over the inside of my mouth and I couldn’t get enough of him. We continued little fuck motions with him buried balls deep in me while making out. He whispered, “I’m not going to last long this way. Are you ready to fuck?” Through my gasping for air, I told him I was more than ready. But he came back with, “No, I mean are you really ready to fuck? I want to tear your cunt to shreds. Are you up for that?” All I could come up with was, “Give me everything you’ve got stud. I’m fucking yours.” With that, Enrique pulled his mouth off mine and grabbed me by my hair with both hands and pulled his cock almost all the way out and using my hair for leverage, slammed back into me. This gradually picked up speed, but he never let go of my hair. I began to moan incoherently and started jacking my cock. This hot Puerto Rican started to talk dirty to me, “Take that fat Latin dick you fucking slut. I can’t believe you’d let a complete stranger fuck you raw like this. You’re a nasty mother fucker.” I reached between my legs and could feel the abundant amounts of dick and ass goo coating his cock, my ass and both of our ball sacks. I reached further back and touched his dick as it would piston in and out of me. The heat coming from it was astounding. He pulled out with a nasty plopping sound and abruptly turned me over and replanted his cock so fast I hardly knew what was happening. The sloppy squishy sounds my cunt and his cock were making were so nasty. You can only make those kinds of sounds when you have abandoned all fear and given into pure lust. His eyes were so intense and filled with hunger. He deep kissed me again and pulled back and whispered, “Do you like that raw stranger cock fucking your white slutty cunt?” I babbled, “Yes, fuck me. Please fuck me.” With fire in his eyes he said, “I’ve only just begun.” For the next 45 minutes or so, Enrique removed any semblance of sanity from me. I no longer had language to express myself. All I had was the guttural animalistic sounds that naturally escaped my vocal chords. He fucked me on my back, fucked me on the floor, he fucked me doggie style. He had me ride him and he ate my ass out again then shared our combined fluids by making out with me. It was a constant fight for oxygen, poppers and cock. When he finally rolled over onto the floor next to me, he asked if I wanted his load. We were both still huffing and puffing trying to catch our breath and I couldn’t breathe much less talk. He took that as a yes and had me get up on the massage table doggie style. He hopped up onto the table with me and told me to take a hit of poppers. I did. Within seconds his cock was buried in my swollen cunt. He started fucking me like a mad man; grunting every time he bottomed out. We were both working extremely hard to give each other the fuck of our lives. More poppers and I reached around and pulled my ass cheeks apart to give him better access and me more friction. He loved that. I moved my fingers closer to his cock and my cunt lips. A little further and I slid two fingers from each hand inside my ass alongside his cock. Enrique yelled, “OH fuck that is so hot. That looks so fucking hot and feels un-fucking-believable. Fuck you man. Fuck you.” My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I pushed back onto him. I was so stimulated that I could tell that pee was escaping my cock involuntarily. Enrique froze and remained completely still while he injected 6 or 7 jets of hot Latin cum into my fuck hole. I swear at this point I saw god. It wasn’t until then that he let out a primal warrior cry that I’m sure could be heard in the duplex next door. He started fucking again, this time with his spooge mixed with ass cum splashing out and coating our balls yet again. Slowly he calmed down and pulsed his cock a few times. I could feel his heartbeat through his dick. I squeezed his cock to get the last drop out and it was then when I realized I hadn’t peed, I had shot my load, hands free. We both fell on the table and tried to catch our breath. After a minute, Enrique jumped up and left the room. I sat up, but couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I had cum all over the front of me and in my hair. I jumped off the table and cum was running down my leg. I sat on a bench but still couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I tried taking deep breaths through my nose and out of my mouth, but couldn’t normalize my breathing. I may have been hyperventilating. Was I having a heart attack? Do people get heart attacks from fucking? I put my head between my legs and tried to control my breathing. It didn’t seem to help. Enrique came into the room with a bottle of water and left again. Just as panic was setting in, I took a desperate drink of water. The cool water seemed to spread through my body and my vital signs seemed to return to normal as did my breathing. Enrique came back in and apologized that he was dealing with a client. He offered me a shower, which I desperately needed, and another bottle of water, again much needed. Before I left he looked me in the eye and said he had a great time and that we should do it again. I looked at my watch and was astounded to learn we fucked for 3 solid hours without any breaks. I couldn’t wait for the next time.

I've been so horny all day it's been difficult moving around having my cock trying to escape from my shorts

I had another hall pass last weekend. Traveled around in the morning taking cock and cum, and then late afternoon I posted up at the bathhouse. In the morning, I sucked and got fucked by the first five guys, including three repeat customers that I’ve hooked up with in the past. Took a few videos, including one pretty hot ass up anon scene—that guy will definitely become a regular in the future. All five of these guys shot their loads in my hole. Same thing with the sixth guy, but him cumming in my ass seemed to be the turning point for my day. After he came inside me, I gently took his cock back in my mouth (I always do that with guys who cum in my cunt; I love licking the last pearls of cum from their head). I was able to keep him hard and in no time he dumped his second load on my tongue. I hope to make that guy a regular as well. Three of the next four guys fucked me, but they all came in my mouth too. Must be something about Sunday afternoons and wanting to blow a load down someone’s throat…. Bathhouse in the afternoon was kinda weird. A lot of guys, but mostly much older bottoms doing just doing laps. And I had one guy I wasn’t attracted to who followed me around the club a bit. But at least I got to suck and fuck a few cocks and take a couple loads, and got to relax in the hot tub. Final tallies: - 12 different cocks in my throat - 9 different guys fucked me - Took 11 loads total, from 10 different guys - 6 loads of semen in my ass - 5 loads of semen down my throat

I went to the sauna again yesterday, for naked day. It was busy, especially considering it was really sunny outside. Ironically, I spent most of the day in the darkroom. I thought I was a mega slut last weekend, with 12 fucks, but yesterday I was fucked 15 times, taking 4 loads. The last load was the best. It was towards the end of the day and I'd been well used, but I wanted more. I was up on the bench on my knees, arse out waiting. I felt a guy's hands on my arse and then I realised he'd squatted down to eat me out. He really seemed to be really getting off on the mixture cum and lube. I looked down and could see him wanking while he feasted on my hole. A few minutes later he stood up and slid his cock deep inside me. He pumped away for a while, then went back to eating me out. This carried on backwards and forwards for a while, until the fucking was lasting longer. I reached behind with one of my hands and pulled him closer while he fucked. It feel great and I was determined to get his load. A few whispered words from me and he pumped a bit harder, then I heard his breathing get faster, until I heard him let out a groan as he pumped a lovely big load of cum deep inside me. I was ready to stand up as soon as he pulled out, in case he wanted to eat me out again, but I needn't have worried. He just walked away and left me to enjoy fingering my well fucked, super cummy hole.

I got off the plane nervous as hell. Not only was I a month and a half away from starting college in a city I’d never been to before, but I was also about to see my father for the first time in years. When I was 10 my parents divorced, more accurately my dad completely disappeared one day leaving only divorce papers. My mom never really talked about it but I think she had known it was coming and was fully willing. She never talked bad about my father to me but I had overheard her and her friends call him a faggot before and alude to him being gay. When I had been accepted to NYU I hadn’t really thought much of it. My mom had forced me to apply because of some vague connection my father had that could make it really cheap. Little did I know cheap meant a full ride, which was great because my stepdad had refused to let my mom spend any money on my college. That’s why I was meeting my dad again, the full ride didn’t include housing so I had to live with him. My mom had apparently still had a number of his and gave it to me to call. When I had my dad had been really excited to have me stay with him, acting as if we hadn’t not talked in nearly a decade. I had decided it would be good to move in a bit early so that I had time to adjust before classes started. As I walked towards baggage claim I saw a large bulky man, a few inches shorter than I was, which was most people since I was 6’2. He was incredibly thick with muscle wearing tight black jeans a black tank top and a leather jacket. He had a thick beard and a shaved head. The man walk up to me and hugged me “How are you son” he boomed “it feels like forever since I’ve last seen you” I realized that it’s man was my father, his face did look similar I just hadn’t seen it past the beard. The dad I had know was your average clean cut family man. “That’s because it has been” I mumbled “I guess it has” my dad chuckled “ well I already got your bag so let’s head to the Uber I got waiting” he said putting his arm around me as he lead me out. It was a long drive but on the way my dad began explaining where I would be living. “Well I don’t actually own the house, it’s my husbands, but with the prenup our assets are still separate” my dad explained to my shock. So my mom hadn’t been lying when she called him a faggot. “He’s out on business right now but should be home in a week or two I’m sure you’ll love him” “Hmm I bet” I said half heartedly. I didn’t know what I had expected but it wasn’t that my dad had abandoned his family to go be gay in New York. We soon pulled up in front of a large brownstone. “Nice place” I mumbled as we got out of the car. “Thanks I’m sure you’ll love it” my dad said as we walked inside. Once inside he took off his jacket, revealing that not only was he now totally covered in hair, but he was also covered in tattoos. He showed me up to the guest room where he left me to unpack. As I began unpacking I noticed that the last guest hadn’t taken everything with them, in one of the dresser drawers was a tiny pink thong. Too scared to touch it I just left it be. I noticed some other things had been forgotten too, a small brown vial and a small black pouch. I looked at the vial but the label had clearly been ripped off. I tried to smell it and was hit with a strong chemical odor that made me feel light headed. It smelt kinda good in a weird way like sharpies and as I kept sniffing it I felt myself warm up a little a get kinda horny. I ran up and locked the door before I striped naked and began stroking my cock while sniffing the vial. I began to wonder what was in the pouch and when I opened it I saw a small metal teardrop with a gem sticking out a rod from the thick part. It was cover in something, I tried smelling it but the chemical smell was stuck in my nose so instead I licked it. It tasted amazing and I soon popped the entire thing in my mouth, sucking it like a ring pop. Soon after I started sucking it I felt something in my ass, almost like an itch from the inside. I reached down with one finger to feel and was shocked when it slipped straight into my asshole. As I pulled it out a ripple ran through my body that felt amazing. I had the urge for something more substantial than a finger and remembered the metal thing in my mouth. As I huffed th vial I took the metal teardrop towards my asshole. As I pushed it against my ring I felt ripples of pleasure until all at once it popped in sending a shockwave through me that made me cum immediately.

— Chris (dad) flashback I had always been a good Christian man, I waited till marriage, treated my son and wife well and made sure to go to church every day. That’s where I met Andrew. Andrew was a huge man, probably around 6’2 with a well muscled body, not of a body builder but more like someone who had done a lot of physical labor. He had his ears pierced and what looked like the holes for septum and lip piercings as well. He had tattoos on his hands and neck which lead me to assume that he had them all over his body. His type weren’t unheard of at the church, convicts who had found the lord in prison or the like. I was not given any details, but my priest asked me to help him adjust to the church and community. We first met over lunch where he told me that he was from New York. At some point we got onto the topic of his muscles. He offered to show me the ropes at the gym because I was on the scrawny side. When I saw him at the gym the next morning I was struck. He was wearing only a tight white tank top and running shorts. His body was covered in hair and tattoos and I could see his huge bulge. “Hey there chris you alright buddy” he asked “Yeah fine” I said shaking myself “Well let’s get to work then” he said slapping my ass as we walked inside the gym. Two hours later I was exhausted. “Wow I didn’t know I could be so tired” I said “Yeah I like to get nice and sore before work every morning” Andrew responded We were making our way over to the locker room when I saw that they were closed with an out of order sign. “Damn guess I’m gonna have to shower at home” Andrew said “Shit I don’t have time to go home and shower before work” I added “You’re welcome to come shower at mine Chris” Andrew responded “That would be great” As I walked into Andrew’s apartment I realized it was a lot nicer than I thought. I guess I had assumed he would live somewhere trashy but his apartment looked newly made and decorated. “Fuck” Andrew groaned taking off his sweaty tank top. “ I’ve only got one shower so I hope you don’t mind doubling up, don’t worry it’s plenty big” “Oh ok” I said as he pulled off his shorts revealing an overfull dirty jockstrap. “I’m gonna grab some water you go get it started, it’s just through the bedroom” Andrew said as he walked to the fridge I went through his bedroom into the bathroom and was surprised to find a full walk in shower with several shower heads and attachments. I nervously striped as I thought about all the other times I’d been naked with other guys. It had never phased me before, why now. After I pulled the last of my clothes off I was reminded why I was nervous as Andrew came into the bathroom. I realized that both of his nipples were pierced with large thick crescents. He smirked at me as he pulled off his jockstrap revealing a 7 inch flaccid cock with a giant piercing. It was resting on equally huge balls that swung as he walked. “You like what you see Chris” Andrew said as he grabbed my rock hard 7 inch cock “ha look you hard is the same as me soft, though I’m still thicker” “Um no im not gay” I stuttered out “Sure you aren’t” Andrew said as he bent down invading my mouth with his tongue. At the same time he slid one of his fingers into my asshole. I had never felt like this and began moaning into Andrew’s mouth as he pulled away. “Get in the shower now whore” he ordered to which I mindlessly followed “Bend over” he said as he pushed me down so my head was against the wall of the shower. “Now I’m going to clean you out, hold until I tell you to let go” Andrew said as he inserted something I couldn’t see into my hole. I felt a sudden pressure and fullness as my stomach began to fill. Andrew pulled the nozzle out of me and began pushing on my hairy gut. As he pushed I couldn’t help myself and let go releasing all the water. “I didn’t say let go faggot!” He screamed as he grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. I was hit with a shocking pain but all I could do was moan. “ oh do you like that slut” Andrew said as he guided me out of the shower. Once we were out he pushed me to my knees where I was met face to face with his massive cock. It had grown to about 9 inches and still was only semi hard. “I think you know what to do," he said as his piercing touched my lips.

sorry for the delay, been super busy with midterms hope y’all enjoy — A few hours later we had just had dinner and I had an intense craving for more cum. I tried to beat my dick so I could eat my own load, but my cock was totally soft and wouldn’t get hard. I then remembered the flesh light in the shower. The bathroom was empty and I went into the shower praying that my father had left a load in it. Getting on my knees I grab the flesh light and held it to my mouth. As I lifted it up the bitter taste of seman hit my tongue. I licked it up viciously trying to get every last drop. Once the flesh light was empty i grabbed the half finished bottle of water I had from dinner, as I drank it I reminded myself to ask dad if he could get new water since all the bottles in the closet had tasted strange. I half thought they were moldy because I always felt weird after drinking them. After finishing the water I was going to change into some pjs but as I opened the drawer the pink thong caught my eyes. I looked at it for a second before getting the sudden urge to put it on. As I slid the thin thong on I felt the string press between my cheeks. The front pouch just covered my flacid cock and balls. I walked to the mirror and began admiring how good my ass looked in the thong. Just then the door opens and my after walks in wearing only a pair of jeans. I can see not only the numerous tattoos covering his hairy body but also his massive nipples rings sticking out of his puffed up nipples. The only thing he had on his upper body was a thick industrial chain around his neck with a large lock on it. “Hey son I’m gonna be heading out to meet some friends. I'll be back in a few hours” he said as I stood mortified. “Oh looks like you found your step dads welcome gift you how’d you like it” he said as he walked up to me pressing his bare chest into me and grabbing my one of my ass Cheeks with his huge rough hand. “Um it’s alright I guess” I mumbled out in horror. “I’d say it’s more than alright on you son” he said with a smirk as he pushed on my buttplug. “I’ll see you in a few hours, don’t have too many guys over while I’m gone” he said with a chuckle. I just stood there for a while mind racing. My dad thought I was some kind of sissy that wears thongs and butt plugs. Hell I am a sissy wearing a thong and a buttplug, but strangely that didn’t bother me, in fact it turned me on. My dad had thought that I was dressing up to get fucked, my ass definitely looked good enough to be. I began mindless playing with the plug again. I couldn’t really be thinking of getting fucked, a few days ago I thought I was completely straight. But when I looked down and saw the stream of precum flowing through my flacid cock and thong I knew I needed to get fucked. I had heard that Grindr was the gay tinder and so I decided to at least check and see who was on there. I took some pictures of myself in the mirror and made my profile. As soon as my profile was set up messages came rolling in from tons of pictureless accounts. I ignored them and tried to find someone I thought was attractive. I soon settled on a large hairy man who claimed to be 6’5. I messaged him and while waiting for a response browsed through the messages I’d already received. Most were bland and basic, one word texts or people begging to suck my cock. One of the messages was different though, it said “I can tell you’re craving cock you stupid whore” Though in all honesty what drew me in more was the picture of a massive 6 in cock with it. “ I think I might be” I responded “Then come get some” and with that he sent his address. Without thinking I threw on a pair of shorts and a shirt and walked out the house. He was only 5 blocks away so it was a short walk over. As I rung the doorbell I realized I had no clue what this guy looked like. But I put the worry out of my mind as I was buzzed in with a deep voice saying “Third floor 2nd door faggot”

Thanks for all the replies! Glad it's coming across as a truly accurate bathhouse/sex club vibe. Sorry if any of you have messaged me privately and are expecting a reply. I'll try and get to them soon. I always appreciate feedback and as always hope you all enjoy! ----------------------------- Part Two- Anticipation Mike entered the sex club, puffing away on his pipe, giving a slight grin and nod to the attendant as he was buzzed in, not even needing to pay. He’d been coming here for years, having had sex with probably every single regular, the attendant included, breeding them deep while smoking. With tonight’s theme being ‘Bareback, Smoke and Leather’ night, he was damned sure he would be making a nice long appearance tonight. With it still being a bit early, he decided to walk around, taking in the various people there, recognizing nearly every single person as either someone he’d personally topped, or personally turned from being a non-smoker to a full-blown smoke pig. He made his way over to two such people, one in a sling hauling hard on a fat cigar, as the other guy lit up a fresh Red, before continuing to work his hairy fist and forearm up the cigar smoker’s greedy hole. “Fucking perfect night for it, ain’t it gents,” Mike said, walking over to the man fisting the other, grabbing his ass, drawing a huge inhale of pipe smoke in before exhaling it all over the scene in front of him. “Fuck yeah, Mike,” the man in the sling groaned, taking the cigar out of his mouth, letting the thick acrid smoke roll out, “Knew you’d be here tonight.” Walking up to the man in the sling, named Grant if he remembered correctly, Mike took another puff of his pipe as he ran his fingers along the fresh tattoo just under his navel. He let out a satisfied growl as he felt the other man’s fist moving around deep in man’s guts. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world. Finally got your new ink, huh?” he said, sliding his hand up to the man’s pierced nipple, giving it a slight pinch, knowing the act would cause Grant’s stretched-out manhole to tighten up slightly. “Fuuuuuuuuuck…” the other man said, letting out a huge nose jet, letting his cigarette dangle in his lips as he talked, “Your ass just fucking started sucking in my arm.” “Ugh……” Grant moaned, sticking the thick cigar back in his mouth and sucking hard, “Deeper!” Grinning, Mike stepped back, adjusting his now hardening dick in his pants. “I’ll leave you two love birds to it then,” he said, taking his pipe out of his mouth briefly before nodding at them. “I’ll be looking for you later,” Grant said, exhaling another cloud of cigar smoke, his ass squelching as the other man began to pull his fist out, standing up and stroking his dick, before working it in beside his fist. — Mike walked a bit more around the sex club, taking the various sights in before finally deciding to go over to the locker room so he could strip and partake in the festivities. Looking around he noticed a few of his fuck buddies in various states of undress. That’s when he saw the boy. Early to mid-20s at most, fit but not over muscular, headful of thick reddish blonde hair, and stunning blue-grey eyes. His skin was milky white, framed in a black leather harness, and his juicy ass barely contained a jockstrap, with not a tattoo in sight. ‘Until I’m done with him’ Mike thought to himself, ‘Fuckin’ love fresh meat.’ Puffing on his pipe, he slowly walked towards the redhead, who was now eye-fucking him from across the room. He stopped next to him, leaning against the locker, and let out a large cloud of smoke over him, grinning as he saw the redhead breathe the smoke in deeply. “How’s your night going, boy?” Mike asked, looking up and down the boy’s body, taking his pipe out of his mouth, and rubbing his right nipple with the bowl. Looking flustered, he watched as the boy tried to come up with an answer. ‘Pretty fucking hot in his own right,’ Mike thought to himself, ‘Definitely has a nice lump of meat threatening to pop out of that thong.’ “O-okay…” the boy said rather unconvincingly, a bright red blush spreading across his cheeks. “First time at a sex club?” Mike asked, taking another puff of his pipe and blowing it in the boy’s face, again satisfied to see him breathing in the smoke. “It’s that obvious, huh,” the boy asked, looking down, an almost dejected look on his face. “Nah,” Mike said, putting the pipe back in his mouth and letting it rest on the corner of his lips, “I’m a regular here and didn’t recognize you is all. I’m Mike by the way.” “Dillan,” the redhead replied, shifting his legs slightly, likely to accommodate his hard cock in the leather pouch. Mike almost felt for the kid. The first times were rough. And this kid was like a lamb to the slaughter on a night like tonight. As much as he’d love to completely corrupt the cute shit, he also didn’t want to scare the kid off with all the twisted sex that would be happening later. Better to let him ease into it on a different night. Damn my kind side, he thought to himself. “Look, kid…” he began, standing up and taking deep sigh, “I think you might be out of your element here. Not really sure you know what kind of hot depraved shit will be going on here as the night goes on. Might be best if you leave now. Come another night and ease yourself in a little.” Flustered and cheeks now fully flushed, the kid began to shake his head. “No, I do know. I… That’s why I wanted to come tonight,” Dillan said, fidgeting with his harness as he talked, “I want everything this place has to offer tonight. Everything.” It was Mike’s turn to be left momentarily speechless as he listened to the kid continue. “I want to be fully corrupted and turned into a smoking, ass-gaping, cumdump piss pig. It’s kind of been a fantasy of mine for so long, and I…” he said, trailing off slightly as he thought of the words to say, “If I leave now, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to do it.” Mike was at first shocked hearing the words coming out of the boy’s mouth. However, it made him harder than ever before. An evil grin formed on his lips as he wrapped them around the pipe, drawing in another mouthful of smoke. “Well, fuck…” Mike said, smoke drifting out as he spoke, and reaching down and rubbing Dillan’s hard cock through the leather jockstrap pouch, “I definitely think we can make that happen.”

I think a top should be able to use a bottom for as long as they want before they shoot their load. If it’s an online hook up, it can be discussed prior to committing to fuck.

Before I cum - uuh, I'm gunna empty my balls in your shit hole, I'm gunna seed your ass., I'm gunna deep breed you boy, here it csums When I'm cumming - I'm seedin you now boy, I'm breeding you deep in yer gut, fukkin take it. After I've shot - Keep my sperm in your ass - it will make a new man of you, if you want another load get on your knees and beg

Scorpion man sighed happily and stood back, his glistening cock flopping out of Peter's arsehole along with a gush of cum. The older guy with the thinning hair raised his eyebrow questioningly at me and I smiled and nodded. "Knock him up," I whispered. Peter was still bent over a wash basin gasping from having been roughly fucked, and didn't resist as the man got behind him and slid his diseased cock up my friend. "Oh..oh...oh yeah!" Peter gasped, thrusting his arse up and back to meet the old guy's thrusts. The man raised his tee-shirt and looked down at his cock as he fucked, an evil grin on his face. The other two had dropped their pants and were wanking furiously. One was old, fat with a jolly face dripping with sweat. It seemed a shame to make them wait. I quickly dropped trousers and underwear and bent over next to Peter and offered my bottom to the old man who gratefully waddled behind me and slid his cock in. It was so slick with precum it didn't need any lube, and I relaxed into his thrusts. Peter looked at me beside him and smiled. I leant sideways and kissed him as we were bred, our bellies soon filled with old men's sperm. When All four had bred us, they quickly dressed and left us gasping and naked from the waist down over the wash-basins. I reached and fingered Peter's dripping hole and he did the same for mine, then we licked our fingers and shuddered with the filthiness of it. Then a voice said "What the hell's going on here?"....

When he pulled out, I squatted down and licked his small cock clean. Seemed the least I could do. Then I did the same for Bill as he bent over the desk, burying my head between his flabby buttocks and licking up the cum from his warty hole. "Thanks," said Bill and sent me off to make a hot drink as Peter began to sweep up the foyer. It was nearly time for our shift to end. As I watched Peter's pert arse as he swept up, an idea occured to me about something we could do on our way home....

I feel flattered if the top cums fast honestly

Part 2 - continued I got on well with the lady who lived in the flat downstairs. She had told me she was divorced with three sons, the youngest of whom was nineteen and would shortly be coming home for the summer after his first year at university. One Saturday afternoon I looked out the window and a fit blond lad was working in her garden. He was stocky and muscly with an amazingly fit arse and looked to be in his mid to late twenties. As it was a very hot day he was wearing only shorts and a T shirt and as I watched, he pulled off his T shirt and continued working in the garden, giving me a perfect view of his fit arse, the top of his pants and his arse crack every time he bent over. The following Friday evening my neighbour invited me to a drinks party she was hosting and I was introduced to the guy I had seen working in the garden. He was, as I had figured, her oldest son and a little later she introduced me to Alex, her youngest son, who has just arrived. Alex was a carbon copy of his older brother - he was a little bit slimmer but still quite stocky and muscly with blond floppy hair, a very engaging smile and an amazing arse. I enjoyed the party, the food was amazing and, although I didn't really know anyone, I got chatting to a number of people and really enjoyed the evening. I thought I saw Alex looking at me a couple of times during the course of the evening and after a while the party had spilled out into the garden and Alex came over to speak to me. I can be quite slow sometimes to realise that someone is interested in me but I realised almost immediately that Alex was coming on to to me. He told me right out that he was gay and that he liked older guys. I was wearing a polo shirt and he commented on my hairy arms and the fact that he could see I had a hairy chest. He said he loved guys with hairy chests and asked me just how hairy mine was. I was flattered by his flirting with me - especially when he said he thought I had a really fit body but I never thought for a minute that anything was going to come of it . I just thought he had had a few drinks. I was , however, feeling particularly horny that evening as I had been working hard and had not had much time for anything else. I hadn't cum for over a week and as it was a beautiful summer evening I had every intention of going cruising later on. However, as I chatted to Alex I realised that he was genuinely coming on to me and after a while he suggested that we get together the following morning as his mother would be at work. I was not sure what to say - the cautious part of me thought it was not a good idea - he was only 19 and it probably was not a good idea to fuck around so close to home. On the other hand, I was extremely horny and a seriously fit 19 year old lad with a great body and an amazing arse was coming on to me...... I found myself agreeing and we arranged a time for him to come up to my flat. I was in two minds as I thought about it over night but I knew that I would find it hard to resist him. I wasn't sure he would turn up and I wasn't even sure that I wanted him to but right on time there was a soft knock on the door and when I opened it Alex was standing there in shorts and a T shirt grinning at me. I had planned to go carefully and take things slowly, but Alex knew exactly what he wanted and he was all over me the minute he was in the door. I didn't resist as he pulled me towards him and kissed me hard and soon my shirt was off and he was feeling my hairy chest and groaning. Before too much longer my pants were down and he was sucking my cock. He sucked me amazingly well - I could easily have let him suck me until I unloaded in his mouth and for a while I thought that was what he wanted but after a while he pulled off my cock and motioned to me to turn round. I turned round and Alex bent me over and pulled my cheeks apart, sticking his tongue right into my arse. I couldn't quite believe that a fit 19 year old had his tongue up my arse and I was close to cumming when he pulled his tongue out of my arse and stood up. I thought he was going to suck me again but he pulled his shorts and underpants down, bent over and asked me to fuck him. I fetched some lube and a condom - I decided it would be better to play safe in the circumstances - and once Alex had lubed up his hole I rolled on the condom and positioned myself behind him. Alex moaned and, reaching round behind him, took hold of my cock and pulled it towards his arse. As he did so he pulled off the condom and threw it on the floor. He turned round and grinned at me "It's more fun this way, " he said. I knew I had two options - I could fetch another condom and explain to him all the many reasons why we should play safe - or I could push my bare cock up his fit arse and fuck him as hard as I could until I dumped my seven day load deep in his arse... I chose the second option. My cock slid up Alex's arse easily and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. He was clearly into it to and soon he was pushing back against my cock and urging me to fuck him harder and cum in his arse. I lasted much longer than I thought I would but soon I was ready to cum. I took hold of his hips and fucked him as hard as I could until I began to shoot my cum right up him. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming - I really bred him. When I eventually pulled out, Alex pulled me towards me and kissed me. He took my hand and put it on his cock and soon I was down sucking him off. He asked if he could cum on my chest and when he was close, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot a massive load of cum all over my chest, and then in my face. It was an amazing experience and I didn't hesitate when Alex suggested meeting again. The following Saturday morning we met again and I fucked him in every position imaginable - we started with him bent over in the living room, trousers and pants down at his knees, then we moved to the bedroom where we stripped off and he rode me for a while before moving on to his back with his legs in the air and then he knelt on the bed as I fucked him hard from behind and shot my cum deep into his arse. Neither of us mentioned condoms this time. After we had got our breath back I took him out for breakfast and then we came back to the flat where I fucked him again and dumped another load up him. I started seeing Alex regularly and enjoyed every minute of it. He was a very attractive lad and an amazing fuck, but he was also a really nice guy. He was very mature for his age and was quite assertive - he knew what he wanted and was not slow to go after it. He also loved being fucked and late one evening I received a text from him saying he had been out drinking with friends and was on his way home. He said he was horny and needed to be fucked. Soon he was in my flat and his trousers and pants were down. When I fingered his arse I found it was wet with what I was fairly sure was cum. I asked him if he had already been fucked and he nodded, and said he had been drinking with friends in a pub in north London and had ended up in a toilet cubicle being fucked by a guy in a suit who had cruised him in the toilet. I slid my cock up him. fucked him and added my load to the one he already had up him and then he went quietly back down the stairs. We also had a very enjoyable threesome with one of my friends who was visiting from Berlin. Rudi was in his mid 30s, and he and I had been fuck buddies for several years. Rudi has a fit body and a really big thick cock which I knew Alex would love. We got together in the bar of Rudi's hotel and soon we were in his room. It was very horny watching Alex suck Rudi's big cock and even hornier watching Rudi push it up Alex's arse and fuck him. We took turns barebacking Alex until Rudi shot his load up him and then I added mine. When I pulled out some cum slid out of Alex's arse and ran down his legs. It was all very horny. Alex was keen to visit Hampstead Heath and asked me if I would take him there one night. He said his mother was going to be away for the weekend in a couple of weeks and we could go then and he could stay the night with me. I wasn't sure this was a good idea but Alex said he really wanted to go and would go on his own if I didn't want to come with him and I agreed to go with him. He told me he had tried it the year before but had found it a bit too much and hadn't really enjoyed the experience. He said he had gone deep into the woods with two guys and they had both fucked him and left him there and he had got lost trying to find his way back to the path and wandered around for ages before he found his way back to the path. Alex told me he had a friend from uni staying with him for a week and a few days later I met them in the hallway. Josh was tall and thin and quite geeky looking, with glasses and a shock of dyed blond hair. Alex had told me that Josh a very serious guy who did not approve of casual sex and was very much against fucking without condoms -he said Josh was Mr Safe Sex and said he was very politically active and was involved in student sexual health campaigns and I was interested to meet him. He seemed like a really nice guy and we chatted for a while in the hallway. The following Saturday night Alex and I drove up to Hampstead Heath. Alex had downed quite a few drinks and was excited and nervous. I promised him I would stay close to him and look out for him and make sure that nothing happened that he didn't want. He grinned at me and then pulled me towards him and kissed me. We got there just before midnight and soon we were walking down the main path. It was busy and not surprisingly Alex got cruised straight away by several guys. We had agreed we would start off up on the main path until and then would make our way down to the fuck tree which was where Alex really wanted to go. We cruised around the top path for a while and I watched as Alex went into the bushes with a young black guy. Soon he was sucking the black guy's cock and I was watching from a short distance away. I noticed that Alex checked a couple of times that I was still there as he sucked the black guy off. I had assumed he was just going to suck the black lad off but after a while Alex stood up and said something to the black guy who nodded. I watched as Alex pulled his pants down, rubbed some lube on his arse and then leaned against a tree, pushing his arse out. The black guy was up him in seconds and after about ten or twelve thrusts he was cumming in Alex's arse. When the black guy had pulled his pants up and left Alex joined me grinning happily. "That was awesome," he said "Thanks for staying close." We decided to make our way down to the fuck tree - stopping off on the way to let Alex suck off an older guy - and soon we were approaching the fuck tree. It was quite busy - a few guys were bent over the tree being fucked and a few more were hanging around, some of them wanking as they watched the fucking and a couple of guys were being sucked off near the tree. I could see Alex watching wide eyed and for a while we stood back a little and watched the action. I was standing behind Alex and I put my arms round him and he pressed up against me. I could feel him pushing his arse against my cock and this, together with the fact that I had watched him taking a load in his mouth and one up his arse, was making me horny. It was a bit quieter now and Alex turned round "I think I'm ready" he whispered. "Come with me." We moved slowly towards the tree and soon Alex had my cock out and was down sucking me off. He sucked me for a while and then he stood up and kissed me. "Are you ready to go over the tree?" I asked him and he nodded. I watched as Alex pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over the tree and then I moved in behind him, pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck him. As I fucked him I could see a tall mixed race guy watching us and slowly he moved closer to us. I fucked Alex for a bit longer and then I leaned forward "I'm going to pull out now," I said "Are you ok with that?" Alex nodded and I pulled out and motioned to the mixed race guy to take my place. He pushed his cock up Alex and began to fuck him as I moved round and pushed my cock into Alex's mouth. It was really horny watching him being barebacked by a total stranger and after a few more thrusts the mixed race guy shot his load up Alex's arse and pulled out. Nothing happened for a few minutes and then a younger lad approached Alex, tentatively felt his arse and meeting no resistance got his cock out and pushed it up Alex's arse. It was incredibly horny - it was a beautiful warm night and the air was thick with the smell of aftershave, cigarette smoke and poppers. Guys were being sucked and fucked all around now and almost no one was using a condom. Alex was now being fucked by an older guy and when he pulled out another guy took over and then a much older guy fucked him. I had, as promised, stayed close to Alex to make sure that nothing happened to him that he didn't want but he seemed to be enjoying every minute of it. I was so horny now I needed to cum and I noticed that the young black lad who had fucked Alex at the top path was now bent over the fuck tree being fucked. When the guy fucking him pulled out I moved in behind the lad and pushed my cock up his arse, which was wet with cum. I fucked him hard and fast and after just ten or twelve thrusts I shot a massive load up his arse. After this we took a break and moved away from the tree. As we both took a cold drink I asked Alex if he was ok and he said "Fuck yeah, this is awesome.....fucking awesome!" I asked him if he had had enough or if he was up for more and he said he would like to get fucked a bit more, but maybe a bit later. Then he grinned and said "Why don't you take a turn?" Alex said he knew I liked to bottom said it would really turn him on to see me being fucked. I was hesitant - what if no one wanted to fuck me - but in the end I agreed and soon I was bent over the tree, pants at my ankles and arse lubed, as Alex stood close by and watched. Nothing happened for a while and then I felt someone behind me and soon a cock was being pushed up my arse. I decided not to turn round to see who was fucking me and after a while the guy shot his load up me and pulled out. A fit lad who was fucking the guy next to me pulled out and moved behind me and soon I was being fucked again. This guy didn't cum up me but pulled out and let someone else take his place. I looked round at Alex and had a momentary panic - he wasn't there and I couldn't see him. Then I realised he was bent over the tree next to me being fucked by the fit lad who had pulled out of me. It was really horny being fucked over the tree next to Alex and even hornier when both the guys fucking us shot their loads at the same time. We had both had enough now and soon we were making our way back up through the bushes to the path. Alex thanked me for taking him and said it had been the most awesome experience. As we walked up he stopped and grimaced, his hand on his side. "Hang on a minute," he said as he started to pull his trousers down. "I think I need to...." I turned away but he said "No, wait.." and then he squatted and pushed his arse out. A load of cum spurted out his arse, followed by more and then more. I realised that more of the guys who fucked him must have cum in him than I realised. Alex pushed some more cum out his arse and then pulled his pants up and grinned. "Awesome!" he said. Back at my flat we showered and then got into bed. Alex put his arms around me and kissed me. He pulled me on top of him and kissed me again. Then he reached for my cock, which was now hard again, and raised his legs. I fucked him on his back, his legs high in the air, and somehow managed to shoot another load into his arse. I enjoyed every minute of my time with Alex and when it came time for him to go back to university and me to move into my new house I knew I would miss him, We kept in touch for a while but never got together again. It was just about a year later that I encountered Alex's friend Josh again. I was cruising in the Vault after work one Friday evening and I recognised Josh. He was being fucked in the little recess area beside the glory hole cabins. Remembering what Alex had told me about him I assumed the guy fucking him would be wearing a condom so I was really surprised when the guy shot his load and pulled out to see that his cock was bare. Josh stayed in position and an older guy moved in and pushed his bare cock up Josh's arse. Josh seemed a bit drunk as he turned round and leaned into the little dark room and when the guy fucking him pulled out he stayed bent over, his head in the darkroom and his arse in the air. I was horny and was fairly sure Josh would not remember me and so I stepped up and pushed my bare cock up his arse. I fucked him slowly for a while and then took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder until I shot what felt like a massive load right up his arse. Another guy had been watching and wanking as I fucked Josh and when I pulled out he took my place. I couldn't help wondering what had turned Josh from Mr Safe Sex to a cumdump who didn't even look round to see who was fucking him in little more than a year. I was enjoying myself now - somehow my experiences with Patrick and with Alex had made me more confident and more comfortable with the decisions I was making. I knew there would be no turning back.

GIFTED BY A GUEST! I’m Jimmy, 18, and on the varsity swim team at school. My older brother, Jeff, had this acquaintance named Chris that needed a place to stay. Apparently, he was HIV-positive and his parents had tossed him out. He was gonna stay with us until a bed in the local shelter opened up. The thing is…the only spare bed in the house is in MY room, so he got to sleep with me. I remember…as I was getting undressed for bed, he was staring at me kinda funny…like a wolf looks at a lamb! I woke up suddenly! My bedclothes had been pulled down and this guy was tugging off the briefs that I sleep in. I jerked upright. I blurted, “What in the fuck are you…?” He clamped a hand over my mouth and pushed me back flat on the mattress. “I’m sorry!” he hissed. “I just GOTTA do this! I’m SO FUCKING HORNY. Ever since I saw you get undressed, I just KNEW that I had to have you.” He stuffed my briefs into my mouth and his hands roamed my body, stroking and kneading my flesh. I didn’t really know what to do, so I just lay there. “Fucking SWEET,” he breathed! His mouth descended on first one nipple and then the other. I couldn’t help but feel turned on. He moved down my chest and belly until his lips grazed my cock! Naturally, my dick began to swell. Chris took it in his mouth and brought me to full erection. Chris looked up at me and grinned. “Now comes the GOOD PART!” Gifted by a Guest! He placed his hands under my knees and hoisted them up, pushing them back toward my chest. His face dove into my exposed hole and his tongue did wonderful things, making me moan & squirm. He crawled up between my legs, forcing them apart, until I could feel the head of his cock poking at the entrance to my hole. It felt wet and slippery so he must have been leaking quite a lot of pre-cum. He gazed in my eyes and said, “I can’t wait any longer. Just relax, Baby! You’re gonna love it!” He pulled the underwear from my mouth and began kissing me passionately. He hunched his hips once, twice, then three time and he was all the way inside me. I could only look up at him questioningly as his dick began a slow piston motion…in and out…in and out. He crooned in my ear, “It’s gonna be OK, Baby! This is gonna be the best fuck you ever get!” With that, he settled into a steady fuck pace for a while and I got lost in the rhythm of his stroking and the hushed sounds of two men in heat! I had accepted my fate and was just enjoying the myriad sensations coming from my first poz fuck. Eventually, all good things come to an end, and so Chris shifted gear, picked up his speed and soon was gasping, “I’m gonna cum! I’M GONNA CUM!!!” I got scared and cautioned him, “Quiet! You’re gonna wake the house up!” I grabbed a pillow and held it in front of his face. His hips locked against me ass and he yelled triumphantly into the pillow, “YES!!!” He bucked repeatedly and then collapsed on top of me, exhausted. At some point I must have shot my load, too, because there was a wet patch of sticky sperm between us on our bellies. My eyes filled with tears as I thought, “What have I done? How did I let this happen to me?” Chris looked down at me and said, Thanks, Baby! That was GREAT! I really needed to do that!” I noticed that, in addition to being dismayed by the events, I had been turned on. So much so that wondered if this might happen again. Chris must have been reading my thoughts, for he said, “Tonight we can take our time, Baby! How does a long, slow poz fuck sound to you?”

Sunday afternoon I met a couple I've played with before. We'd always played safe before but we had all talked about my fantasy of them both fucking me bare. It happened. We played, sucked, all fucked each other. Then one of them was fucking and got into a good rhythm and blew his load in me. I thought it was an accident but he told his partner, you turn. And he started jacking off and just before he came, shoved it in me. I left with both their loads dripping out of me. A first time for me. Very damn hot.