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So the other day I hooked up with a guy from Grindr. Typical conversation ’Sup’, ‘You Lookin?’, ‘Ass Pics?’, then a location sent. I was on my way after seeing his pics. About 6’2 muscular but not super bulky and a nice thick 8.5-9” cock. I get to his place and once inside we start making out groping each other. Usually I get a little small talk before getting down to business but this guy clearly needed to fuck. No names no conversation just animalistic lust, which I fully enjoyed. He pushed me down to my knees and I pull down his pants revealing the beautiful cock getting hard right in my face. I start sucking him all the way down giving him the full deep throat experience. I suck him for awhile before he pulls me up and onto his bed. He strips me naked and flips me on my stomach with my ass in the air and he begins eating my hole. And this guys tongue was thick and long like his cock, it felt like I had 5” of tongue wiggling around in my hole, it was amazing! He pulls his mouth away spits on my hole and starts sliding his 8.5” cock inside me. We hadn’t talked about raw but I had a feeling he would want to and since he didn’t say anything I certainly wasn’t gonna lol. He gave a few slow strokes before he really starts pounding away. It wasn’t until he fully mounted me that I put my hands back on his ankles to hold onto him that I felt a little box, I looked down and realized it was an ankle monitor. Which was a first for me and somehow made the whole thing a little hotter lol. After about 20 min of fucking I’m pressed into the mattress with him on top of me when he says he’s gonna cum I tell him to “Breed me” and he says “Yeah here cums another load” I asked if already bred me and he said “About 10 mins ago”. Then he rammed his cock balls deep and bred me. As he was balls deep inside me someone started knocking on his front door. He pulled out and told me to wait in the bathroom. I’m waiting naked in the bathroom for like 5min before he finally comes back and gets me. I go back into the bedroom and there’s another guy standing in the room. I don’t know what to think at first then the new guy starts to unbuckle his pants and I know where this is going and I return to my slut mode and get on my knees and start removing his pants. I’ve never met this guy before and we haven’t spoke but I was about to blow him. He was around 6’ and skinny with some muscle. I start sucking him feeling his cock grow in my mouth. When the host moves us all to the bed with the new guy laying on his back I’m positioned between his legs and the host climbs back on top of me and shoves his cock inside me and resumes his fucking like nothing happened. I’m moaning around the new guys cock as it grows to about 9”. I take a breath and admire this new cock when the host starts blowing the new guy as he continues to fuck me. We switch off blowing the new guy for a bit till the host pulls out and tells me to ride the new guy. I don’t hesitate I get up and sit on the new guys raw cock all the way down reverse cowgirl. Facing away from him just seemed right keeping with the anonymity. After riding him for about 15 mins he grabs my hips and pulls me tight against him and says “Take that load slut”. He pumps in me a few times before he pushes me off and the host pulls me onto his cock and starts rabbit fucking me hard making me moan until the new guy puts his cock in my mouth. I hear the host say “ I love a sloppy slut hole” “ You ready for another load” I say “Fuck yeah!, Breed me, fill me up” he slams deep and unloads in me as he’s making out with the new guy. He pulls out and I turn around and clean his cock then he and the new guy start getting dressed so I got dressed and thanked them both and left. On the drive home I kept thinking about the 3 loads from my ankle monitor host and the 4th load I got from someone my host probably knew, but maybe he didn’t and just didn’t mind sharing me. I wouldn’t have changed anything though getting those loads was so hot. I rode my dildo when I got home working their loads deeper in me as I jerked myself till I came. I hope to meet up with him again and see what other surprise guests show up.

Part VIII I went straight into the bathroom to prep. I had no idea what was going on but I missed my daddy’s dick and even after only a few days I was horny beyond belief. As I prepped, I started looking through the bag. Black jeans. Black leather jockstrap with a snap on cup. Boots. A neon green mesh tank top. My cock pulsed. I had an idea where we were headed. Finishing up and getting dressed I looked at myself somewhat in awe. I looked incredible. Tucked into my jeans, the tank exposed just enough of my skin to show off my muscles. Jeans hugged my ass for dear life. My hair, which I had been growing out a bit on a whim was by this point down to my chin. I put enough product in to give me a messy wettish look. I looked like a godamn slut and I couldn’t wait to see what was in store for me. Exiting the bathroom I was greeted by daddy, who let out a low growl and grabbed my ass hard bringing me in for a deep kiss. Rubbing his chest I melted into the kiss, happy my look pleased him, subservient to his desires. Daddy was dressed simply. Black t shirt and jeans. But he didn’t need much to show off the powerful masculinity he oozed at all times. He took my hand and lead me out. I realized vaguely I didn’t have keys or a wallet. Totally dependent on him. He moved his arm to hold me around my waist and I snuggled up closer to him as we walked. Before long I knew for sure my previous hunch was right. A seedy bar in an odd part of town. Seemingly normal upstairs, there’s a dark and steamy basement where all sorts of sordid things happen. I had been there once before with friends but I didn’t join in. Too nervous. But now… elated. “Ok boy, you know where we are?” “Yes” “You know what goes on downstairs?” “Yes” “We’re going to walk in. Make sure everyone sees you’re mine. But then, you’re gonna go off on your own. I’ll be watching and checking in. I want you to make yourself available to anyone and everyone who wants you. You’ll do whatever they want with one exception: You cannot top. Understand?” I smiled. “Yes daddy” My cock was rock hard. Straining in my jock. “Good boy. Make me proud” And with that we walked up to the bouncer. “$10 cover per- oh shit! Good to see you, man! Come on in. this your new boy? Sexy motherfucker. I’ll tell Danny you guys drink for free. Enjoy” and then he grabbed my ass and pulled me close and whispered in my ear “I’ll see you soon pussyboy” and gave my ear a little lick. I shuddered. And daddy pulled me into the bar by my waist. Sparse crowd upstairs, but we went immediately to the basement which was pretty packed. Daddy paraded me through to the small bar in the back, passing a very cute gogo boy in a thong. I made note of the very dark room in the front that seemed to be full of men and a bathroom that didn’t seem to be being used for that given the small crowd gathered. Daddy ordered us drinks - for him a beer for me a vodka soda. On the house. And kept one hand firmly grabbing my ass as he kissed me against the bar. I opened my eyes at one point and noticed a lot of eyes on us. On me. My dick swelled and my ass quivered a bit. Daddy grabbed his drink, gave me a hard smack on my ass and walked away. I turned to lean over the bar, sticking my ass out towards the crowd and arching my back a bit. Letting them all know what I was there for, as if our display and my outfit didn’t let them know already. I sipped my drink a bit. Booze went straight to my head these days since daddy keeps me on a very strict diet to maintain my look. And in no time I felt a crotch press into my ass and a man appear to my right. He was attractive enough. The bulge felt big. I guessed mid forties, stocky, little dusting of grey in his hair. He was wearing jeans and no shirt. Furry body, barrel chest and a little belly. just my type. “Never seen you here before. That your man?” “Yes, sir” “Sexy couple. Love seeing a big strong innocent looking guy like you owned by a sexy bear like him” “Oh… I’m not so innocent. Daddy made sure of that.” I adjusted leaning my left elbow on the bar to face him. He closed the distance between us a bit. “I said innocent looking. I know you ain’t. I know your daddy and I know his talent for corruption. Seen it lots of times before. Helped him out a few times too. I got what you’re here for. Come with me.” And with that he started walking towards the dark room at the front. I downed my drink and followed. The eyes of the other men in the room on me like hungry predators preparing to pounce on their prey. The stranger guided me through the room, holding me by the back of my neck. Past men in various states of undress. Some on their knees sucking, getting fucked. One guy on his back in a corner getting fisted. It was a hot scene. Sweaty and dark. Smelling of sex and desire. He shoved me against the wall, my hands bracing the impact. His hands grabbing my slim waist pulling my ass back into his ample crotch, grinding into me. I groaned. Wiggled my ass back at him. One of his hands drifted down to grab my bulge aggressively, the other up around my throat pulling my face back and up to his. “Mmmmm such a compliant little faggot. I like that” he resumed licking my ear as his hands unbuttoned my jeans, pulling them down in the back. He dropped to his knees and started vigorously eating my ass, eliciting moans of pleasure from my mouth spitting on my hole and his hand a few times and lubing his dick he placed his drooling head at my entrance. I moaned with desire and tried to push back on him but his hands grabbed my waist to stop me. “Uh uh not so fast pretty boy. You ain’t in charge tonight. I decide when and how.” I smirked and relented. But started pushing my pussy in and out, grabbing at his dick with my well trained and talented cunt. “Ohhhh shit. Greedy little whore. Luckily, our interests align…” and with a hard thrust he sank his fat cock balls deep. Damn it hurt. I yelped out in surprise and with a little pain. But I worked hard to open myself up for him and quickly got used to his thickness and length. Smaller than daddy for sure but still felt so good inside of me. He kept a firm grip around my waist and pounded my ass deep with long and fast strokes. “Goddamn stud that’s a gorgeous ass, your daddy is a lucky man. I ain’t gonna last long. You want that? Want me to help ruin this perfect fucking ass with my cum?” “Yessir please!!” I whined “cum in my ass I need ittttt!” A few quick thrusts later and I was receiving the first load of the night deep inside of me. He pulled me back up to whisper in my ear “your daddy give you any rules?” “No sir. Any and all dick. No topping.” He turned to the small crowd “No questions boys. The slut is to be used hard tonight. Nothing off limits except his dick which…. Is really too bad for some of you. He’s got a nice one.” And so he pulled out of me and before I could turn to clean him another man was shoving a short but thick cock into me and the other guy was off.

Here's a shot of Mine !

Justifying bareback is actually pretty easy. Many of us who do, simply believe that the benefits outweigh the risks. Personally, I used condoms for a couple of decades. When PrEP became available, I jumped for it. In my estimation, the risk of harm from it is clearly outweighed by the quality of life benefit I get from going bare. Nothing in life is safe. Every action you take has some risk attached to it. But the early 21st century developed world, even for sexually active MSM, is a whole lot safer than some people would have you believe.

"Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours." That's what they said right before they started tag teaming my asshole with their raw cocks. But I'm getting ahead of myself. When I was 19, my family took a trip to one of those all-inclusive resorts to Cancun. It was over Christmas break, so I guess it was a nice escape from the winter, but the resort wasn't exactly geared for the fun of a 19 year old who wasn't drinking. We had done the side trips to the ruins and shit, but mostly we hung at the resort where I was bored and mostly alone while my parents drank and had fun. One day they opted for the catamaran drunk cruise. I begged them to not make me go. I pulled the "I'm not a child anymore" card and said I would be quite content reading, napping and lounging by the pool. They finally relented, and I was left to my own devices for an entire day. If only they'd been more protective of their horny, gay son. I hit the pool pretty early with only my book, towel, mirrored shades, and swimsuit. Since I used to be a competitive swimmer I still had my speedo, which is what I decided would make for the best tan lines. I claimed one of the lounge chairs and set in for a nice day of relaxation. And I promptly fell asleep in the warm sun. I awoke some time later hearing hushed voices next to me. It was two, obviously American men whispering in close proximity to me. Voice 1: Look, the kid totally has a boner! Voice 2: Shhh! Don't wake him up and embarrass him. Voice 1: (laughing) Looks like part of him is already awake! (This is when I realized that I had one of those relaxed, sun-boners and they were talking about me! I was mortified and kept still while desperately trying to will my hardon away, but it wouldn't budge.) Voice 1: Damn, it just flexed in his suit! Totally hot! Voice 2: Yeah, the kid has a nice package on him, and a nice little body. Voice 1: I'm getting hard just looking at the outline of his cock. Oh the things we could do... Voice 2: Don't even think about it. Voice 1: Oh, like you aren't thinking about filling that young ass. Voice 2: Go get us a couple beers and cool off. I heard Voice 1 guy get up and flip-flop away toward the bar. Hearing them talk about me in a gay way was making my dick so hard that I knew it wasn't going to go away without a serious spank. I made sort of a fakey "I'm snoring and waking myself up" noise and rolled over onto my stomach. I tried to lay there quietly like I was still asleep. And when Voice 1 came back, I did an equally fake slow wake up and roll over, but simultaneously grabbed my towel and covered my still throbbing junk. I sat up and decided to read a bit, thinking this might take my mind off things. No such luck. Especially when I saw the two men attached to the voices. One was mid 40's, salt and pepper hair, rough beard, and a stocky, muscular body covered with a pelt of coarse, curly black hair. The other was blonde, a bit younger (maybe mid 30's), tall, smooth, tanned and toned. Both were exceedingly attractive (the blonde could have been a model) and both were wearing straining speedos that left very little to the imagination. I tried to ignore them, but they could tell I was staring. Voice 1: Hi there! What are you reading? (it was the blonde) Oh my god. They were so hot and they were talking to me! I stuttered a bit before telling them that I was reading Humboldt's Gift for my American literature class. I remember this fact purely because I never did finish that damn book and had to cliff note the fucker. This opened the doorway into conversation, through which I learned that they were John (Voice 1) and Vince (Voice 2), a gay couple on vacation. They asked many questions about me, like was I there alone? Was I enjoying my free day? What time would my parents be back? Did I have any plans for the rest of the day? By this time my boner had actually gone down and I was thirsty, so I uncovered myself and stood up to go to the bar to get a coke. My further mortification was imminent. Vince: Um, you might want to sit back down. Me: Why? John: (laughing) Because you left a spot of precum in your speedo the size of a half-dollar! I looked down, and sure enough my penis had betrayed me yet again. My electric blue speedo had a huge, dark blue spot of wetness centered right at my cock head. I hastily sat down and covered up again, completely and utterly embarrassed. Vince, however, knew what to do. "John, go get him a coke would you?" "Sure thing." As John walked off, Vince quietly remarked "Don't be embarrassed. It happens to all of us. And, truth be told, that's a pretty impressive spot. You must be a big leaker. Or just incredibly horny." "Well... um...." "So, are you? A healthy cummer, I mean?" "Isn't that sorta personal?" "Lemme guess. You are stuck here with family and you haven't jacked off in days. And now you are so backed up you were going to fire off a few loads today with your free time. Am I right?" "How'd you know?" Chuckling, Vince replied "We've all been there, guy." "What are you two laughing about?" John asked as returned, coke in hand. Taking the lead, Vince explained "The poor guy hasn't cum in days because he's been cooped up with his parents. Hence the gigantic wet spot." John handed me my coke, and a glance passed between he and Vince. I couldn't believe I was having an open conversation about jacking off and precum with two relative strangers, even if they were two, handsome gay men. Apparently they were of one mind, cause without any further discussion John remarked "You know, we could help you out of your jam. You need to empty yourself out before you make a mess all over this pool deck, and it just so happens that Vince and I like to pleasure guys, such as yourself." "Oh, I don't know... I um...," I stuttered, turning even beet red in embarrassment. "No pressure or anything. It would just be a relaxing, fun time and all about your pleasure. We would make sure you would be empty enough to survive the rest of your stay here with your parents," Vince explained, in a very discrete, man-to-man voice. "Honestly, I'm not sure I should," I responded, honestly more than a little interested. John: What else have you got to do today? I guarantee you'll have a better time than just sitting by the pool kicking yourself for missing a mind-blowing afternoon of sex. Vince: It's your call, but we're nice guys and I think you would have fun. Me: .... ok. We left the pool together and they escorted me up to their hotel room. Now, while I wasn't a virgin (I'd been having oral sex with other boys for a few years now, and I had a fairly regular suck session with a fraternity guy at school) but I'd never done any kind of anal. And definitely had never done a three way. And I'd never had sex with men clearly much older than I was. So you can imagine how very nervous I was. At first we just sat on their bed and they gave me a beer. I drank it fast and relaxed a little. Then they each reached out a hand and started stroking me lightly. Massaging my neck a little. I started to get hard. Both were very patient to start. They gently stripped off my swimsuit and laid me back on the bed. Both of their mouths fell to working on my body-- my neck, my nipples, my stomach, my thighs, my balls. And then I felt the wet heat on my cock. Instantly I was rock hard and straining to hold myself back from the waves of pleasure rocking my body. It was John sucking my cock while Vince sucked and tongued my nipples. He slowly traced his tongue up my neck, to my adam's apple, and then over my chin to my mouth. When Vince's mouth met mine, everything exploded-- including my orgasm. John greedily clamped down on my cock and took every drop. He stayed there until my dick finally stopped squirting like a minute later. John: Holy FUCK this kid's a cummer! God damn! Vince: And I think I found his trigger points. Me: I'm sorry! It's just that when you kissed me I couldn't hold back. You are just so... handsome. And hairy! Vince: (laughing) Yeah, I do have a bit of fur. Me: It's hot! John: I think the kid isn't done yet... he still hasn't gone soft. After that, John and Vince stripped off their suits... and wow. John was totally clean shaven, which made his cock look exceptionally huge. Judging from the size of mine, I figured he had to be at least 8 inches. And Vince had a dark bush of pubes, big balls and a shorter, but decently thick, uncut cock. And both had these curious tattoos on their hips. Me: Oooh. You guys have matching tattoos! Looks like a nuclear symbol. Are you guys radioactive or something? John: (smirking) Something like that. Me: Well, you both are pretty hot! Vince: I think we should massage another load or two out of our friend here, John. Me: Hell yeah! Deal! We had another couple of beers, and then Vince got the lube out of their travel bag. I was buzzing well at this point and feeling pretty good. Vince got me up on all fours, and then proceded to do something that nobody had done to me up to that point. He ate my ass. And when his tongue hit my pucker, I almost came unglued. This released the last of my inhibitions, and I became an insatiable fuck hole that afternoon. John was kneeling on the bed close to me, and as soon as Vince started rimming me, my mouth latched onto John's cock and I started sucking for all I was worth. I was only able to fit about half his cock in my mouth and I tasted his precum as I worked his salty slit with my tongue. John: Damn Vince, this kid can SUCK! Vince: Yeah, but we're here to milk him dry. And I think he needs to be milked from the inside. And with that, Vince lubed a finger and slid it into my butthole. Electricity jumped through me and I became a sex crazed novice bottom. He fingered my prostate (nobody had ever done that either) and it made me go crazy with desire. I sucked John like a hoover while bucking around on Vince's finger, all the while drooling precum all over the bedspread. Vince worked a couple fingers into me along with more lube... then his fingers left my ass. It felt like someone had shut off my horny switch. But then, I felt Vince's cock head rubbing up against my hole, teasing and pressing against my pucker. And while it was electric, warning bells were going off in my head. Me: Do you have a condom? Vince: Yeah, somewhere I think. But how about I just tease your pretty butthole a bit with my cock first? Me: We really need a condom. And you need to go easy on me-- I've never been fucked. Vince: Never?? Me: Nope. I've wanted to do it, but it just hasn't ever happened yet. John: Vince, pass me the poppers. I'll help our little bottom virgin out. Me: What are poppers? They aren't drugs are they? I don't do drugs. John: No, you just sniff them and they help you relax. They actually have a medical purpose. Me: Um.... John: Here, I'll show you. Just take a small sniff like this... John took a hit, and I could see him go flush a bit and relax. Then he held the bottle under my nose. I debated it for about a second, and then took a hit. The warm rush was incredible. Vince timed my rush with another finger assault which had me begging for more. The damn poppers had made me desperate for cock and had silenced those pesky warning bells. Me: Oh god. Fuck me! Vince: You want it? Me: Yes! I need to feel your cock inside me! Now! Please?? Vince didn't need to be asked twice. John held the little bottle under my nose again, I took a hit. And as I went soaring on a wave of pleasure, Vince entered my ass. While it hurt, it really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. Sure it burned a little bit, but overall he was able to slide right in and I just felt full. It probably helped that he was uncut and I was an incredibly horny teenager. Vince slow fucked me while I got used to having a cock in my ass, and I went back to working John's big cock with my tongue and throat. The pleasure I was getting from both ends being filled, plus the alcohol, plus the poppers had me rock hard and begging for as much sex as these two men could dish out. Vince eventually sped up his tempo and the sensation his fat cock was giving me was making my head reel. I was tingling everywhere and begging to cum again. I reached back to cup Vince's balls and to feel his cock sliding in and out of my ass. And that's when I noticed he didn't have a condom on. Me: Where's the condom? Vince: You told me you wanted cock in you now. I didn't have time to put one on. Me: But sex without a condom is risky... Vince: Relax buddy, we won't cum in you. Today is all about your pleasure, not ours. John: Here, have some more poppers... Vince continued to fuck me and my protests ebbed as the pleasure increased. John pushed his dick back into my mouth and I let the poppers relax me into the pure ecstasy of man on man on man sex. Vince: Oh Johnny, you really need to feel this boy's ass. It's so tight and smooth! John: I can't wait for my turn! Vince: Well, it's coming soon. I'm about ready to share... John: Sweet! Here kid, take another hit Me: Damn this feels so good. Vince: It's gonna get better in a minute. I'm going to put my cock head right at your prostate and you are going to feel me flex it. Trust me, it will drive you wild with pleasure. Me: Do it! I wanna feel that! Vince thrust a few more times in me quickly, then parked his cock a little more than halfway inside me. And then I felt it. His cock head was pressed up inside me, and I could feel throbbing and flexing inside me. The sensation was incredible! John: You doing it Vince? Vince: Fuuuck yeah. You feel that, kiddo? Yeah, I'm trying to milk your load out from the inside. Me: It feels amazing, I don't want it to stop. Vince: I can do it again later, but now it's John's turn though. And just wait til you feel him inside you! Me: I don't know... he's so big! I'm not sure I can take it... Vince pulled out with a wet plop, and shifted around the bed. He suggested that I try riding John's cock to start. That way I could control it better and be more comfortable. Without Vince in me, I felt like my switch had again been turned off and I desperately wanted it back on again. So I agreed. John lay down on the bed- his cock enormous and intimidating. Vince lubed him up and worked a bit more lube up my ass. Me: Shouldn't we get a condom? John: Vince didn't have to wear one. Me: But we have time to get one one now and... Vince: It's okay kid, just try it for a bit. We can always get one on later. I want John to feel what I got to feel! Me: Just... don't cum in me. Okay? John: Wouldn't dream of it. I straddled John's groin. John held onto the base of his cock while I tried to line up his head with my hole. Vince fed me more poppers, and before I knew it I was sliding down almost the full length of John's big cock. He bottomed out inside me with still about an inch of cock to go. There was a dull pain deep in my abdomen when John's cock head was poking my guts, but the sensation of that much cock sliding inside me and filling my guts sent me over the moon. I think my eyes literally rolled back into my head. John: Holy fuck! This kid is a natural born bottom! Vince: What did I tell you? John: So fuckin' hot and slick! Thanks for lubing it up for me! Me: Oh my God! You are so fucking BIG! Vince: Enjoy the ride you two. I started sliding up and down on John's cock and he let me control the fuck action. Every thrust into me from his cock gave me the sensation like I was stroking my own erect penis. Only I wasn't touching myself. It was like I was jacking off, but no-handed. The pleasure was building, and it sent my body into sort of a fuck frenzy. I was fucking myself down onto John's cock and building my orgasm with every bounce. Vince straddled John's face and fed his soft, uncut cock into John's mouth while John grabbed my hips and helped ram my ass up and down faster on his cock. Vince worked my nipples and then planted another deep, wet, scratchy beard kiss on me. I went into overload. Me: Oh God! I'm gonna cum! Vince: Do it, kid! Me: Dont' stop fucking me-- I'm so close! John: I wanna feel you cum with my dick jammed in your sweet fuckhole! Vince grabbed the back of my head and kissed me again hard and with that kiss my first shot arced up between us and spattered all over Vince's hairy chest. As soon as he felt me start to shoot, John grabbed my hips and thrust all the way into my butt, even that last inch that wouldn't go in seemed to find a place inside me. The pain in my guts mixed with my orgasmic pleasure was enough to make me cry out into Vince's mouth. But I couldn't stop cumming. Volley after volley of my spunk coated Vince and dripped down onto John's face. I was spasming like I was having a seizure and Vince eventually just looked on in amazement as John started laughing and licking up the cum gobs that spattered his way. I kept shuddering and shaking with the post orgasmic shivers. Vince kissed me gently while I was still impaled on John's cock and trying to relax my quivering sphincter. John told me that if I stopped wiggling around so much he could make himself go soft so it would be easier to pull out. A few minutes later and after some deep breathing on my part he was indeed flaccid and I was able to ease myself off of him. Feeling fully satiated, I was going to take my leave but Vince and John convinced me otherwise. Vince: You are a young stud, and I bet you have another load in you yet. John: Besides, we haven't cum, have we Vince? Vince: No we haven't. And there's still a few more things we could do together. Three cocks offer so many options... John: It would be a shame to waste them. Me: But I probably should be going... Vince: Where? You're parents aren't gonna be back for a few hours yet. Might as well spend it fucking. John: Hasn't it been fun? Haven't you enjoyed yourself? We've sure enjoyed you. In the end I agreed to stay for another round of sex. We had a few more beers, and they eventually got me hard by tongue-fighting over my cock. This got them hard too and the next thing I knew it was a free for all on their bed. We were all kissing and sucking whatever we could get our mouths on, rubbing on each other, humping, etc. I ended up on top and this time rode Vince's cock (I had decided that I quite liked riding and being in charge) while John stood on the bed so I could suck him. Then John squatted over Vince's face so Vince could tongue his hole while John and I made out. John worked my nips and I begged Vince to do the pulse-trick on my prostate again. After about 15 more minutes of fucking, he grabbed my hips and I felt the magic throbbing inside me again. Each pulse was like an joy buzzer shock inside me- I loved it! Then they both maneuvered me so that I was on my back with my head hanging over the edge of the bed. More poppers and John was fucking me again with his huge cock while Vince stood over my face with his flaccid, wet, uncut penis. Me: I've never sucked an uncut cock before. Vince: Well, this is a day full of firsts for you! John: (giggling) And lasts... Me: I think I'll remember this day for the rest of my life Vince: Of that I have no doubt. John grabbed my ankles and took to fucking my ass hard. And I took Vince into my mouth and let my tongue savor his foreskin. The feeling of the skin was silky, and I could taste a mixture of lube and what I thought was his precum. When I inhaled, I got a full whiff of his musky manscent. It was almost better than the poppers. The rush of blood to my head and the feeling of foreskin in my mouth was dizzying. John flipped me around (all while not pulling out his cock) and got me on all fours. He then suggested to Vince that since this had been a day of firsts, how about they make me Lucky Pierre? Vince agreed and hopped up on the bed in front of me. I had no idea what a "lucky pierre" was, until Vince spit on my cock, and shoved it into his ass. It was so warm and velvety... so unlike anything I had ever experienced. So hot! So much better than a blow job! I was getting my ass fucked by a big cock while simultaneously losing my anal topping virginity inside a hot, furry daddy! It was all too much. I think I lasted all of a minute before I warned them that I was getting close. That's when John reached forward, grabbed Vince's hips and Vince reached back and grabbed mine. I was locked in place between them and stuck in Vince's ass! Me: I'm gonna cum! I should pull out!!! Vince: Just cum in me, kid! John: Do it! He wants you to! Me: But... but... Vince: I trust you John: C'mon kid! Shoot that load! Breed my boyfriend! John thrust again hard inside me and with that I erupted inside Vince's ass. The wet heat of my orgasm enveloped my cock as I shot my third load of the afternoon into Vince's bare ass, groaning "God DAMN, this feels awesome!" Apparently it was an impressive orgasm because Vince echoed my remarks saying "Holy fuck, I can feel him cumming in me!" In full approval, John answered "So hot! Take that virgin load!" After my orgasm finally subsided, John slid out of my ass with ease and I did the same to Vince. We collapsed in a sweaty heap on their bed. I awoke about an hour later, with a headache and instant fear. According to the bedside clock, my parents were due back at any time. I jumped to my feet, pulled-on my speedo, grabbed my stuff and headed out. I thanked Vince and John for the best sex of my young life and they said it was truly their pleasure. I made it back to the pool and managed to rinse the sex off about ten minutes before my parents arrived, so they were none the wiser about my afternoon activities. Several weeks after we got home I got really sick. My parents figured it was just some bug I picked up while in Mexico. Six months later at the student health center at college, I found out my parents were right. It was something I picked up in Mexico. And I discovered the meaning behind Vince and John's matching tattoos.

I love my partner very much, unfortunately I also really love letting strangers use me up. I have a few rules that I try to follow and I was wondering if any other cheaters have any rules to they’ve set for themselves. I never invite strangers over when my partner is home/sleeping. I have a couple regulars who breed me in my garage late at night because that’s the only time they can get away from their wives but other than that I don’t risk it. You never know who’s on the apps late at night and the chance that they might bring drama or possibly get me caught just isn’t worth it. I never leave cum inside of me when I’m around my partner. If I’m out while he’s at home, and I end up getting bred, I always stop somewhere and empty my hole out before I’m around him. Same thing with when I’m ass up if he’s at work. I always fart out the loads before he gets home. Even though it is torture wasting that cum, there’s simply no explaining an ass full of stranger cum to a partner if they catch it. So I don’t risk it. I also usually don’t let guys kiss me when they’re fucking me. Even though it’s ironic, I know it’s the thing my partner would hate the most so I try not to do it. I do break my rule for older white guys though. They’re just the best kissers to me lol Does anyone else have any rules they follow when cheating?

No, thoroughly analytical me thinks. Thanks for grabbing hold and further opening and dissecting this can of... snakes. What stands out to me with Project 2025 is how brazen, open, those who would pull the strings are with this. They plainly state that this is about way more than trump or the 2024 election. This is about changing the infrastructure of our country that guards against having a king. Get that kind of control and it won't be the president who controls things but the ones who pull his strings. It's appalling to me how evil these people are and what makes it really scary is i am intimately familiar with the emotional mind set of those who believe they know what "God" wants. They are delusional, truly believing they know God, so their only conscience or moral guard is what they have convinced their self is "God." And "God" can do no wrong. Keep in mind, these people follow a "God" who's gonna send all of us to hell to burn in eternal flames and torture. So, how could anything they do to infidels be worse? If you think i'm exaggerating, check out the list of Project 2025 advisory board members, then start googling them. How about "Liberty University." Pat Robertson and the 700 club. That show gives me the chills. Pats university still gives out counseling degrees in fun stuff like 'reparative therapy." Here's the list of the Project 2025 advisory board members: The 60 groups that make up the Advisory Board include: 1792 Exchange  Alabama Policy Institute  Alliance Defending Freedom  America First Legal  American Accountability Foundation  American Center for Law and Justice  American Compass  American Cornerstone Institute  American Council of Trustees and Alumni  American Family Association American Family Project American Legislative Exchange Council  American Juris Link American Moment  American Principles Project  Center for Equal Opportunity  Center for Family and Human Rights  Center for Immigration Studies  Center for Renewing America  Claremont Institute  Coalition for a Prosperous America Competitive Enterprise Institute  Concerned Women for America  Conservative Partnership Institute  Defense of Freedom Institute  Ethics and Public Policy Center  Family Policy Alliance  Family Research Council  First Liberty Institute  Forge Leadership Network  Foundation for Defense of Democracies  Foundation for Government Accountability  FreedomWorks  Heritage Foundation  Hillsdale College  Honest Elections Project Independent Women’s Forum  Institute for Education Reform Institute for Energy Research  Institute for the American Worker  Institute for Women’s Health  Intercollegiate Studies Institute  James Madison Institute   Keystone Policy  Liberty University  Mississippi Center for Public Policy National Association of Scholars  National Center for Public Policy Research  Pacific Research Institute  Patrick Henry College  Personnel Policy Operations  Public Interest Legal Foundation Recovery for America Now Foundation  Susan B. Anthony Pro-Life America  Teneo Network  Texas Public Policy Foundation  The American Conservative  The American Main Street Initiative   The Leadership Institute  Young America’s Foundation  [think before following links] https://www.heritage.org/press/project-2025-continues-grow-60-partners-preparing-next-presidential-administration

Dealer sex is fierce

I have a fuckbud who i play with a few times a month. He's married to an older guy, but I have no idea what their relationship is like. i suspect it may be a sexless relatioship. I don't know if there is an understanding or whether he is actually deceiving and cheating. That being said it does not affect how passionate our hookups are. Lots of kissing, verbal, eating each other's asses and him taking my cum in his ass and me swallowing his load. A major turn on for me is sending him home to his husband with my load deep inside him.

Anyone else love sharing tops with other bottoms? At this point nothing turns me on more than laying ass up next to another bottom side by side as a hung top takes turns going inside us, transferring our ass juices to one another. I love having a cock inside me that has been inside someone else’s ass. The bond I feel with the other bottom is amazing, especially as we make out with our tongues as either one of us is pounded.

That flight attendant knew he was being filmed. I've watched the entire video the camera was clearly visible so he was not secretly filmed.

Chapter 6: Holiday? What Holiday? Three months later, Steve was sitting on a plane bound for Puerta Escapada, a beach and port town on the Caribbean coast of Central America. Daniel had secured a private villa overlooking the beach for a week, courtesy of his anonymous backer, and the entire company could look forward to a comfortable holiday in the sun – between the segments of the shooting schedule. And there was the sticker. Daniel laid down the law the first night at dinner, as soon as everyone arrived. “Welcome to Puerta Escapada. You’ll have seen the sheet of house rules in your rooms, and the big number one there is that the beach is not clothing optional. It’s a shared public beach so bear that in mind. The pool? It’s fine if you want to go natural there. “If you have any questions or issues about the house, the facilities, the meals, speak to Lianne here. She’s our business manager for this company. “We all want to enjoy ourselves, but we are here to work, and we have a lot of work to do in six days. So: two rules. One, if you’re on the schedule, be on time. Don’t hold everyone else up. And two: if you still have one or more scenes to do, no sex. No jacking. No “we can stop in time.” Just don’t. For those who’ve seen Rod Rammer’s films (and here he gestured to his famous leading man), that’s the secret of his huge money shots. Everyone is to produce money shots like his – if they want to get paid, that is. Any questions?” No, there were no questions. Dinner was a silent meal. There were a couple of guys in the cast who were famous (read “notorious”) for leaping into bed with every man who crossed their path, and they looked downright sullen. As they were leaving after dinner, Steve heard one of them muttering to the other. It sounded remarkably like “fucking dictator.” He guessed that, in a different environment, closer to home, those two would have just said, “Fuck this,” and walked away. Here, it wasn’t so simple. Besides, it was hard for young gay guys to resist a cheap holiday in the sun in deluxe conditions, with a pay packet thrown in. Daniel’s cast might grumble, but they would deliver the goods all right. For the first full day, there was no filming scheduled. Everyone had fun relaxing in the ocean, and sunning around the pool. On Day Two, it was time to get to work – and Steve’s scene with a snooty blond Scandinavian twink named Erik was the first to roll. Erik had no worries about taking Steve’s famous spear. He’d sat on several of the most famous big dicks in porndom and was looking forward to the chance to add Rod Rammer to his list. Not only was he sure of his ability, he’d made sure that everyone else knew about it. Erik turned out to be one of those good-looking porn performers who was certain that everyone shared his own magnificent opinion of his abilities in bed. He just knew that this would be the film to make him famous, and he made sure everyone else knew it too. By this time, Steve had been around long enough that he was no longer impressed merely by the fact that an ass that could swallow up anything shy of a city bus. Something else that didn’t impress him was Erik’s “I’m going to be the star” attitude. He’d met a few too many guys with that attitude during his years of porn work. He decided to teach the young upstart a lesson. But he checked with Daniel first to make sure the boss was okay with his little plan. This was an outdoor scene, filmed in and around the pool. Steve had brought his own swimsuit, since he’d had to shop widely to find a design which could comfortably accommodate his dick – even soft, it took up an impressive amount of room. Erik was wearing a slender, little G-string with the connecting strings tied in cute little bows. The scene started with the two men making out in the water, and a lot of underwater camera work courtesy of one of the cameramen, Eddie, who was an expert free diver in his “real” (non-porn) life. Eddie captured the action under the water in a series of impressively long takes, including the one where Erik fished Steve’s rammer out of his suit and began sucking it under water, and then the next one where Steve untied Erik’s suit, pulled it right off him, and got two fingers inside his ass, all in the space of two minutes. When they climbed out of the pool, they took a breather while Eddie dried off and ditched his underwater camera and battery housings, then they got down to work again. Erik was down on the broad lounger bed on all fours, facing the edge. Steve stood at the edge and commanded Erik to “suck my cock, slut.” Erik took the rammer into his mouth and began sucking on it. Privately, Steve rated his cock-sucking skills at no more than a six out of ten, but he shut his mind to that and concentrated on the sensations. Erik was only managing to get half of Steve’s cock into his throat but that was enough. Before long, Steve could feel the cum starting to rise. He formed a mental picture of his old buddy Matteo who’d eventually managed to deep-throat him all the way, as well as being the first guy who’d ever taken his entire dick deep inside his ass. Matteo had been an incredible cocksucker, and just picturing him at work did the trick. Erik was sure Steve would stop, since he was subject to Daniel’s strictures about money shots too. But Steve didn’t stop. He clamped his hands on either side of Erik’s head, pulled him right down on that huge cock to the choking point, and let his four-day load fly. Locked in place, Erik could only do his best to gulp and swallow. But his best wasn’t good enough to cope with a Rod Rammer Ten-Squirts Money Shot. He was struggling, choking, and finally had to use his hands to push Steve away. Steve casually wiped the last couple of squirts all over his face and then stood there, watching impassively, as Erik coughed and sputtered and finally swallowed the rest of that massive load. Daniel had a huge smile on his face at the sight. He called a break so that Erik could get over the choking, coughing fit before they resumed. Erik disappeared inside to the bathroom for a while and was still notably red-faced when he returned. Will and Eddie, the cameramen, had caught on to the vibe and razzed him about being sunburned. Just before they restarted, Erik quietly asked Steve, “Why the fuck didn’t you warn me you were going to shoot?” Steve’s reply was equally quiet, but with a distinct cutting edge. “I figured that you, being such a big star, could handle it with no trouble.” And Erik got the message, loud and clear, especially when he saw Daniel grinning at him and tossing Steve a thumbs-up gesture. At that his face got even redder, and Daniel said, “Bit too much sun on your face, Erik?” After that, the young blond’s behaviour and attitude noticeably improved, and Steve found that the fucking scene, when they got to it, went far better than he’d expected. He enjoyed the fact that Erik was skilled at working his ass on his top’s cock and could even do it when he had almost all of Steve’s huge ramrod inside him. He reacted to Steve’s every thrust and twist and gave the most convincing performance when Steve was lying on top of his back and thrusting again and again deep into his ass. Eventually, Steve was ready to cum and signalled that to the crew and Erik. Then he began pounding faster and faster, with Erik now taking the whole length inside his hole, and at last growled and let it fly. He pumped a couple of shots in, pulled out to blow a couple more across Erik’s cheeks, and then shoved back in to let the last pulses flow into the younger guy’s ass. It wasn’t his usual monumental cum shot, but for a second time in a session it was certainly much more than just respectable. The same could not be said of James and his performance with Daniel that afternoon. James was one of the slutty soreheads who had called Daniel a “fucking dictator” two days earlier, and he proved to be a real loser at his job too. He fussed and fumed about “getting the angle right”, then let out a loud cry when Daniel gave him the first really deep thrust with his nine Hawaiian inches. He pulled away and jumped off the bed. “I can’t do this if you’re going to fuck me hard enough to hurt like that.” Daniel’s response was simple and straightforward. “Point taken. Goodbye. Lianne will rebook you on the first flight out tomorrow morning.” After James had left in a pouting huff, Daniel had observed to Steve, “Good thing I didn’t pair him up with you.” “I’ve had a couple of experiences with whining little boys like that myself.” That left a gaping hole in the plans for the film, a hole which would have to be patched with an extra session back in Los Angeles. In the meantime, the crew got an unexpected extra afternoon of goof-off time, an afternoon which Steve spent serenely relaxing by the pool while Daniel fussed and fumed and sputtered. Steve, watching him, thought, This man is driven by his need. He needs to make someone eat dirt and I think I know who it is. Steve spent the rest of the week resting up, relaxing, swimming, working out, and generally getting into the right mind frame for his final scene, the big duo with Daniel. He knew that this one was a secret from the rest of the crew and with any luck it would remain so until the finished product was ready for release. Although he missed most of the filming sessions, he did want to sit in and watch the one where Erik would switch to the top role, with the baby of the company, twenty-one-year-old Pablo, as his bottom. As he watched Erik switching smoothly into a more dominant mode, Steve thought to himself inside that this guy actually had a lot of potential. He could act well even while he was fucking, and that couldn’t be said about everyone by a long shot. He made a mental note to keep Erik’s name in mind. Pablo was doing a great job, too, squirming around as Erik drove his seven inches into his tight ass again and again. Unlike many porn performers, Pablo really was a relative newcomer to getting fucked, and the tightness of his gleaming rounded ass was real, not a put-on. Steve envied the young Mexican who was getting such a thorough reaming of his asscunt, and then to his surprise he found that watching this fuck scene was giving him a hard-on. At that, he quietly got up and left the viewing room, going down for a long walk on the beach to unwind and calm down. On the final day, the last main scene was an orgy of the five younger guys on the shoot, and it took a good part of the day to cover it all because so many camera angles were needed. Daniel directed the entire scene with a firm but light hand, while Steve stayed clear to keep his mind clear. On the last night at dinner, as the guys exchanged their travel notes, one of them asked Steve, “You flying out tomorrow too?” “No. My flight’s early the next day, so I’m moving down to a small hotel near the airport for tomorrow night.” The last of the guys cleared out in the morning, taking their bags down to the shuttle van that was delivering them all to the airport. Daniel, in his usual methodical way, wanted to check out the entire villa in person, making sure there was no damage done anywhere. Then he and Steve grabbed their bags, and Lianne drove them to the hotel by the airport. She was the only one who knew what was going on. They spent an hour or so in the afternoon, setting up cameras and lights – without the help of Will and Eddie. Even those two weren’t in on the secret. Due to the lack of crew, Daniel wanted this to be as much as possible a single long take covering the entire scene, and the cameras were placed to make that possible. At last they were ready. They showered off together, helping each other get hard and ready. Then they slipped on their shorts, started the cameras, and the scene was a go. As soon as they started, Steve forgot all about the cameras in his concentration. Daniel was deeply involved in the scene, too, and that made it easy for the two of them to look as if there was something more going on than just sex for money. Both of them were being forceful, going for what they wanted, and that made it hard to guess just who was going to end up on top. Steve, in fact, was the first to go for sucking cock, and thoroughly enjoyed himself going down repeatedly on Daniel’s thick meat. But then, Daniel pulled away, pushed Steve down onto the bed, and climbed on top of him in the sixty-nine position. The two of them worked on each other’s cocks for a while, with Steve getting all of the Hawaiian Nine into his mouth, while Daniel pulled a more than respectable ten of Rod Rammer’s thirteen into his own throat. After a while, though, it was Daniel who upped the stakes as he dropped his head lower to start eating Steve’s ass. In no time, the two of them were going full throttle at rimming each other, moving around a bit to make sure that both ends of the pair got seen by the cameras. Daniel was just as conscious of that need as Steve was – not conscious enough to interfere with the scene vibe, but still a thread in each of their minds. Before long, Steve was quivering. He loved to eat ass, but he loved even more to have his ass eaten, and a part of him was wishing Daniel would fuck him instead. But that wasn’t in the script, either for the scene they’d planned or for the character of Rod Rammer. At least the Hawaiian Nine had bottomed on film before. Time for Steve to take charge. He heaved Daniel up and off him, throwing the Hawaiian stud over onto his back. Steve reared up onto his knees, looming over Daniel with his glistening cock flashing in the light as it jutted into the air. Daniel pulled his legs up, exposing his ass, while Steve was opening the bottle of lube and applying it to his cockhead, then the shaft, and then into Daniel’s hole, first with one finger and then with two. It was time. Steve withdrew his hand and planted the tip of the famous Rammer on the Hawaiian Nine’s quivering hole. The hole relaxed, drawing him in, and he entered the tunnel. His cock sank slowly but easily in for the first eight inches or so, but then he encountered resistance. It was plain that Daniel had never been fucked by anything this long before, and he was moving around under Steve, shifting his ass from side to side or up and down – until something inside him moved out of the way and Steve was able to slowly push all the rest of his cock inside Daniel’s ass. Daniel was gasping for air, and it wasn’t an act. He’d never been stretched this much or filled this far, and his butt muscles were fighting it. Steve could feel the strength of those muscles clamping down on him, and he held still, planting his hands firmly on either side of Daniel’s chest and waiting for the strain to relax. At last, the muscles began to ease their death grip, and Steve was able to begin pumping, slowly but steadily increasing his speed. The cameras caught all the details as Steve’s cock plundered Daniel’s ass, faster and faster, going right inside to the full length, pulling right out until even the rim of the head was showing, and then plunging all the way back down and in again. Then, Steve pulled out, rolled Daniel over, and pulled him up onto his hands and knees. Pushing back in, Steve continued his battering ram assault on Daniel’s fuckhole, moving faster and faster with every minute that passed. He grabbed Daniel by the shoulders and pulled him up into an upright position. Daniel arched his back, leaving a clear air space between their bodies between the hips and the shoulders, and Steve pounded into him harder and harder, until they could both feel that the moment was coming. And it happened. Daniel arched even more, roared out the words, “Aw, fuck!” and quivered as his cock lifted up and squirted a huge burst of sperm into the air in front of him, falling in a graceful arc back down onto the floor beside the bed. His cock kept leaping up and down, spurting more and more as Steve hammered out the last few strokes and erupted deep inside his ass, pulling out to shoot a few bolts of cum onto his deep-tanned cheeks, and then pushed back in to finish off deep inside his partner’s body. The two of them collapsed onto the bed together, with Steve lying on top of Daniel and nuzzling his shoulder and neck. Eventually, they detached, got up, and switched off the cameras and the lights. Daniel made a spectacular sight, with his muscled body, his erect cock, and the final bits of sperm trailing down his legs as he checked the cameras one by one, just to make sure that they had actually run and captured the entire scene. The two of them showered off, pulled on swimsuits, and went downstairs for a relaxing swim in the outdoor pool (which felt more like a hot tub in the tropical heat). Then Daniel set up his laptop to copy the video files for backup. That night, the two porn stars slept peacefully together. Steve in particular was feeling very satisfied. He’d managed to persuade Daniel that he wasn’t kidding when he said he wanted to return the favour, and Daniel had then joined the very short and exclusive list of men who had fucked Rod Rammer. It had taken a bit of work to get the Hawaiian Nine inside Steve’s willing but rarely fucked ass, but it was worth the effort. Daniel had given Steve a great powerhouse reaming that Steve would remember for a long time, and Steve had slept in deep contentment with a big load of the Hawaiian Nine’s seed nestled deep inside his body.

Absolutely. Especially when He is consciously opening that "hole", it's like a door into a room within a room (womb within a womb?). For me, there is physical fuck and mind fuck. and connection is effected by both. i've had Guys pound my second hole who didn't seem aware of what they were doing or where they were. Then there have been Those Who obviously know when they reach that place and purposely/knowingly open and enter it. Conscious breeding always connects me deeper to The Breeder. For me, "breeding" is more than His Seed or Piss, it's also His penetration and opening of me. From a physical standpoint, once He has planted His Cum or Piss past that place, i'm going to retain Him and absorb Him and it's made possible because i can use that same curve to help hold and keep Him inside of me.

To be honest... it takes two to tango and the air steward should've known better than to go into a bathroom to fuck when he should have been working. What if there was an accident mid flight? I do however recognize your point of filming someone without their permission.

It is my favourite, especially when spun and the vibration is on high as our asses kiss.

got to this guys house. he immediately threw me on the bed ripped my pants down and ate my hole! one finger two finger finger fuckin me hard. then holds me down and pounds a load in me. he says, oh "We" aren't done with you. I look back and say, we? and this gorgeous chocolate man walks in stripes down and a big 10 inch thick cock flops out. he says "my turn" now dam!! he stretched my hole to the max. but he was verbal about how tight I was at first. he said, dam look at that hole gripping my cock. mmmm then goes balls deep and hits that other hole. and that got him going. 2 hrs later I lay there in a pool of sweat and cum. they both slap my ass and get up and say, shower time you comin. part 2 to come

Agreed, and I must have been really full of cum, just got fucked since the last post, and the tops cock was covered in last night's cum when he pulled out the 1st time I licked it up thinking it was his, but it wasn't. Luckily he thought it was hot and did proceed to pound me more and load me up!

That's an issue for the courts, not surprisingly. Here's my "best guess" on what would happen. There are basically two paths an attack on same-sex marriage could take. The first is (kind of) already underway, where people challenge whether same-sex marriages are entitled to the same kind of legal status that opposite-sex marriages have always received. The idea that the Court might be open to this kind of attack is one I explored elsewhere, where a Supreme Court opinion from this term basically said that a U.S. citizen married to a foreign national did not have her rights violated when the State Department refused to grant her husband a visa to enter the US, on the grounds that this wasn't a "right" she had in the first place. In other words, just because you're a citizen who is married doesn't mean your marriage does anything for your spouse's rights. Take that principle outside of immigration, and suddenly there are a lot of new questions, like benefits. In theory, those questions were answered already, but this Court has shown it's willing to toss decades-old precedent when it doesn't like the results, and I could easily see at least 5 of the 6 conservatives on the Court doing the same for same-sex marriage, and eating away at how states, counties, cities, and private entities must recognize same-sex marriages. The second way is a head-on challenge, where someone sues to overturn Obergefell directly. Obergefell is the decision that said states could NOT prohibit same-sex marriages. If that's overturned, the way that Roe was overturned, every state that still has a law on the books banning same-sex marriage would find those laws back in effect immediately. And then it's a state-by-state fight to see what remains. Some states enacted marriage equality without a court ordering them to. In those states, same-sex marriages would presumably continue undisturbed. Call this Group A. Some states enacted marriage equality under court order, but those states nonetheless enacted it, so it would require a repeal of state law in order to stop any future same-sex marriages. This is Group B. Some states have never enacted marriage equality at all; they've simply had to grant the licenses because SCOTUS said states can't refuse. But on the books, there's still a law saying you can't do that. This is Group C. So, back to overturning: Group A states won't see any changes. Group B and Group C states would have more to sort out, but the general rule is, marriage is a contract, recognized by the state, and in every state I know of, the state can't impair that contract. So they'd almost certainly have to allow those marriages to continue, even if the state repealed marriage equality (Group B) or just started barring them again (Group C). But that doesn't mean that they couldn't start fucking around the edges, like saying employers don't have to give benefits to a married spouse if that spouse couldn't marry the employee today. So yeah, this is a serious issue.

Here's a few clues as to how serious a problem Project 2025 is. First, today, Trump categorically denied any involvement with Project 2025. Specifically he said: 1. "I know nothing about Project 2025." That may be true, but only if his encroaching senility has caused him to forget it, along with the names of his wife and some of his children and various other aspects of his life. Either that, or he no longer has any connection with any news whatsoever, as even Newsmax (reportedly among his favorite sources once FoxNews sort of "turned on him") has been reporting on Project 2025 since last year. 2. "I have no idea who is behind it." Project 2025 is part of the Heritage Foundation, and it's headed by three individuals, ALL THREE of whom worked for Trump in the Office of Personnel Management, including that office's former director. Trump appointed all three. Again, if he has no idea who's behind it, it's because he can no longer remember key appointments he made in his term in office. And Biden's the one who's shaky? 3. "I disagree with some of the things they're saying." Really? He just said he knows nothing about them. and yet he knows enough to disagree with "some" of the things they're saying? Which things? 4. "Some of the things they're saying are absolutely ridiculous and abysmal." Again, which ones, and how does he know this, if he literally knows nothing about the Project? 5. "Anything they do, I wish them luck" Which may be the only true part of this entire statement. 6. "But I have nothing to do with them." Yeah, right. Second: what Project 2025 is pushing is much the same as what he was pushing during his term in office, but on steroids. The fact that this is headed by three people who used to lead the office of Personnel Management is key: they know that if you can fire/hire all new staff at top levels across federal agencies, there's going to be little or no pushback from people as he tries to implement crazy policies - especially considering the expanded power and immunity the Supreme Court gave him this term. Third: P2025 is about so much more than this. They're fairly open in their aims: they want literally the entirety of the federal government to be able to turn on a dime and change to follow the whims of ONE man - in this case, Trump - who happens to be in the Oval Office. They want complete control of the military, so that every officer in command of anyone else is vetted as loyal to the president, not to the U.S. They want the intelligence community to be the same - and given Trump's documented leaking of intelligence information to adversaries, there's not a reason in the world for ANY of our allies to trust us, if this comes to pass. They want to gut agencies from the EPA to Agriculture to Education, from Housing & Urban Development to Transportation to the Interior. Again, this isn't wild conjecture: it's all spelled out in the Project 2025 book. There have been Project 2025 leadership comments that they basically want to repeal much of what the federal government has done for the entire twentieth century. We would return to being a global backwater (but one where immigration is almost impossible), with little to no investment in infrastructure. And if you think big corporations have too much power today, imagine what it's like when all the agencies that regulate them are gutted of virtually all of their regulatory power. And I don't think I'm being excessively hyperbolic when I say that Trump, if re-elected, may never leave office until he dies. During his last gasp efforts to stave off Congress certifying the EC's validation of Biden as the next president, he openly explored ways to use the military to toss out electoral votes he thought should have been his. Imagine if he declares he's running again, and all the red states dutifully put him on the ballot, and this Supreme Court rules that well, this is a problem for the other branches to work out. In the wake of the protests in assorted blue states, Trump declares martial law, and again the Court refuses to step in to stop him, and elections in key blue states are disrupted so that the EC votes for Trump again. And imagine if, somewhere in there, his VP dutifully resigns so he can name Junior as his VP, which the now solidly Republican Congress endorses. A year later, Senior is said to be suffering from assorted illnesses and resigns in favor of Junior, and we're well on our way to the United States of Trump. Think it can't happen here? The only reason our institutions have stood up over time, to date, is that as good or bad as individual presidents were, they respected the system, and likewise for the Supreme Court. Trump doesn't respect the system, which is why he wants to overturn it entirely, and the Court is poised to let him.

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I remember this story went it was posted. I’ve back several times to imagine myself in the role of the story teller. And I keep busting a major nut each time. This story is incredibly hot! in fact there’s another story make the rounds these days. I think it’s entitled “Slave for the Day.” I also can see myself in the role of that protagonist. We all have different tastes. But for me, these two stories are the Top 2 I’ve ever read.

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Part 5 I sat in the chair as this hunk of a man went to work marking my nipples with ink and the feel of the needle piercing my skin made me horny again. The burn of him marking me forever to what I would become made my aching cock leak with so much pre cum it covered the front of the chair just like the small bits of his load were seeping from my ass onto the chair as well. The piercer didn't have anyone new yet to take their place in his chair so he took the opportunity to walk over and show me the same oral skills he was using on his previous customer. The combination of my tattoos and the sensations on my cock made me shoot hard into his mouth. I can't seem to remember the last time I came so hard and was in total euphoria as the piercer swallowed every drop. He stood up and the tattoo artist stopped for a moment and they both kissed each other deeply sharing what little of my cum was left in his mouth. When they stopped he kissed me as well shoving his tongue deep into my throat making me moan again with excitement. When he was done with my mouth he walked away and came back with his tray of piercing tools and asked me if I wanted to get my cock pierced while I was getting my tattoo. I told him that it would be hot to have it done while he was working. He smiled while he gloved up and asked for a brief pause and for me to raise my ass a bit and push out some cum. The tattoo artist smiled a big grin apparently knowing what he was going to be doing with the load. He sterilized the needle he was going to use and showed me the ring he was going to put in my piercing. It was a thick 4 gauge rod with two metal balls at the ends and I was both scared and excited to have it done to me. He smiled at me and jacked me off a bit to make me a little harder. Once I was hard to his liking he swabbed the area under my cock head and then I saw what he had in store for the load he scooped from my ass. He dipped the needle in the load multiple times and made sure it was well coated in poz cum before smiling at me and aimed the needle to my cock. The tattoo artist had to stop for a brief moment as he speared my cock with the needle. It hurt a bit as I would have imagined but the tattoo artist was ready and pushed a bottle of poppers to my nose and I inhaled deeply. The pain didn't last but the artist didn't move the poppers as the piercer inserted the piercing causing me to moan in pain again stretching my cock skin as the ring went in. Once he was finished I was sweating a bit and breathing heavily but I didn't want to stop getting my tattoos done. He had already finished my one nipple and went on to the other and the piercer decided that it was as good of a time as any to start on my first nipple piercing. He got a new set of tools and licked at my nipple causing me to moan but he went easier than usual with the freshness of the tattoo. Once he was set up again he did the same as he did with my cock piercing and dipped the needle in the poz cum again. The artist held the poppers under my nose again as the piercer stabbed through my nipple causing me to yell out in pain and pleasure at the sensations he was causing. He quickly inserted the bar for the piercing and screwed it shut. The artist chuckled at this and went right back to work on my tattoo. By the time he was done with my second tattoo the piercer wasted no time and went to work piercing my other nipple with speed. I yelled out in pain again and was so thankful that it was finally done. Panting and sweating sitting in the chair I hadn't noticed that I drew in a crowd of guy standing in the tent stroking their cocks enjoying the show I had put on.The tattoo artist told me to find him again before the end of the carnival so he could do the other tatoo and the piercer wiped my piercings and wrapped them up just as he did with the other guys and told me that the ointment used on them with heal them in about an hour thanks again to the benefactors research team coming up with the design. I thanked them both again and kissed them both before I walked out of their tent to let the next round of guys get their forever marks and new jewelry. I was so wiped out after all of that I decided to look for some food to help replenish my energy and followed the signs for the food court area. Once there I saw they had all your basic carnival foods from funnel cakes, hot dogs, cotton candy and others. I walked to get a hotdog and a soda and the man at the counter commented on how sexy I looked and he loved seeing the bandages around my nipples and cock knowing I just had some work done. He was a cute asian twink and he was pierced as well his lips, ears , nipples cock and balls. When I saw his balls were pierced it made me hard and I could feel the ring push on the bandages and made a mental note to go back to the piercer and get that done too. He winked at me when he saw me staring and he handed me my order and told me he would see me around again. I sat down at a table and the bench there just like the others had buttplugs installed on them so again I took the biggest one and sat and enjoyed my light lunch. I sat there for a while enjoying the scenery once again and I was lost in thought so much I hadn't realised it had been an hour of me sitting there until someone asked me if I was alright. I looked up at him and asked what he meant and he told me I had been sitting there for an hour and that everyone around was concerned for me. I must have dozed off, I explained to the security guard and said I guess the tattoos and piercings took more out of me than I realized. He was happy to hear that it wasn't something worse and told me if I needed any more rest there was a tent at the end of the food court for anyone who needed to take a break from everything andI thanked him and said I felt better and was ready for more. I stood up and felt a bit sore remembering that I had a large buttplug in me that the lube on it wore off and it hurt a bit pulling it dry. The guard saw my discomfort and pulled out a pack of ointment and started to lather his index finger in it. He looked at me and asked if I minded the help and I bent over the table and welcomed the thought of his help. He slid his finger into my hole and I felt an instant relief. The guard took it easy, sliding in easy and making sure to coat the walls of my anus fully. He took his finger out to where just the tips of them were at the entrance of my hole and added two more and my ass easily accepted both of them. I looked back at him and he was smiling at me seeing that I was feeling better and that he had three of his fingers in me, He continued to push in his fingers now having them all in me and went further and added more ointment and was now fisting my hole making me moan. He continued for a good while before his radio went off and it called him away to an urgent matter so he slipped his hand out and winked at me and walked away. I stayed bent over the table for a moment giving every guy who was watching a show of my gaping hole. A few who were close to cumming walked up behind me and dumped their loads in my hole before it closed up and walked away. Now that I felt rejuvenated I removed the wrappings from my cock and nipples and marveled that they looked 100% healed and they all felt amazing. I smiled and decided it was time to find the next part of the carnival to enjoy.

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

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

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

Well, fksn - I met my life-partner at Mans Country in Chicago. I was fucking a tasty Hole, and he was sucking off a Cock next to me. He pulled off long enough to give me the most beautiful smile, twinkling, big, fat, cornflower-blue eyes, and then went back to work. When the Cock he was sucking shot it's load in his mouth, I just leaned sideways and kissed that sweet, beautiful mouth full of Sperm. That was the beginning of just over 30 years together; next month will mark the 14th anniversary of his passing, and I miss him every day. But, somehow I was lucky enough to find the perfect guy for me. So, it can happen !!! Many years later, after moving to FL, I met a hot-assed cumdump on BBRT, who turned out to be the perfect mirror of my own Lusts. I "kept" him for around 3 years, took him to orgies, whored him out at home, took him to IML and showed him what serious Breeding was all about. It ended a couple of years ago, thanks to his drug addictions - I just couldn't put up with it anymore. It was fun while it lasted though.

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

“Dear Mr. Vernon, We accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was we did wrong, but we think you’re crazy to make us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us — in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is a brain and an athlete, and a basket case, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club” 😉

Last Sunday I was bent over the bench in the darkroom, being used by all and sundry. There was a bit of a lull, then I realised two guys were taking turns to use me. I heard one whispering something to the other. After a little while, they told me to follow them into cubicle. They were both younger guys and seriously sexy. As I've said before, I like to consider myself decent looking, but I don't have a good body and I'm an older guy, so I figured once they saw me they might change their minds. They didn't. I got on all fours on the mat, at which point one said "we want to double penetrate you". I instantly started dripping precum. I'd never been DP'd (I'd done it to another guy once), but I'd been fucked quite a lot that day and I was keen. After a bit of trying different positions, one lay on his back, told me to squat down onto his cock, then lean forward onto him. Then his other half eased his cock inside my now gaping hole. That worked for a little while and I was really hoping they both cum in me at the same time, but after a while it just became a bit awkward. I did wonder if two cocks in me at the same time might split my hole, but I was fine (making it clear my cumdump work over the last few months have served me well). In hindsight, I think the best way (as they were both pretty well hung) would have been in they were both on their back, arse to arse/cock to cock, with me lowering myself down onto both cocks being held together. If I ever have the chance to do it again. I'll remember that!

I met my best friend at the bathhouse. Have met many of my favorite fuckbuds there too. There’s a different mindset if a guy who visits and fucks at a bathhouse. It’s the type of slut I need in my life.

At a bathhouse once I started sucking a guy whose cock tasted like cigarettes. I usually don't mind smokers at all (I used to be one), but honestly, this was like licking an ashtray. I can't imagine what he had done to get the nicotine and burnt tobacco taste so deeply into the skin of his cock. I had to stop after less than a minute.

Dad’s Basement Part One OFF LIMITS !!!! That’s how it always was, no one had access to the basement except Dad. Growing up I used to imagine that he was a mad scientist and it was his laboratory where he conducted hair raising experiments. As I got older, my thoughts changed - was it his private gym - he was built, but I knew he went to a gym early in the morning - hell I even went with him quite a few times. My mind always wondered, but I never had the chance to go down —— until now. Here it was my eighteenth birthday, I was home alone, which was the norm since Mom ran off with some man she met on the internet when I was starting my teen years and has not been heard from since. It was when I was heading to the kitchen to get my breakfast, that I saw it. The basement door was open, not wide open, but just enough to know someone could go down there. Stomach be damned, my curiosity was strong than my hunger at this point. I had to see what was down there. “Dad, are you home?” I yelled. No response. I made my way to the laundry room, which accessed the garage and saw that his truck was gone. My stomach groaned - not from hunger, but nerves. I made my way through the house, looking for my Dad. I wanted to make sure I was home alone. I was still scared of getting caught in the “forbidden basement.” He was no where to be found in the house, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hiding some where. Fuck I can’t believe I would think that my own Dad would set me up. I had to make sure. Grabbing my cell, I dialed Dad’s number, he quickly answered after one ring, was he waiting for this call. Was this a set up? “Morning Squirt, what’s up?” he said. Squirt - the nickname he knew I hated, yet called me that when it was just the two of us. “Dad, do you want me to do the yard today?” I asked “It’s your birthday and you want to do yard work? We can do it this weekend, together. Any more silly questions or can I get back to my work so I can be home on time?” he replied. “Yeah, are you coming home early or what, like you said it is my birthday.” “Right now, Squirt, it looks like normal time. Got any other pressing questions?” “Nah, I’m good” I replied. "Bye, Dad.” I hung up and quickly made my way to the basement door. In my mind I expected it to be closed and locked, thinking it was all a trick of my mind. Without knowing it I held my breathe as I made my way to the door, only to slowly release it seeing that the door was still a jar. Nervously, I slowly pushed the door open, exposing the darkened stairs which lead to the mysterious basement below. I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything in the darkness below. Nothing! That first step was the hardest, I had always known I was not allowed down here, but with finding the door opened I could not help but break the rule. I felt the way to see if I could find a switch to illuminate the mystery, nothing. Another what the fuck? I slowly descended the stairs until I was at the bottom. The nerves in my stomach were twitching so bad that I thought I was going to throw up. I was frozen to the floor, as my hands explored the walls, searching for a light switch. It wasn't long until I found one. I closed my eyes and flipped it, as I thought “let there be light.” At that moment, I wondered if this is really what I wanted. Did I want to know my Dad’s secret? I slowly opened my eyes, finding the room flooded with a red light. The walls were darkly painted and if I were to guess they were black. There was symbols painted on they walls with phrases under them. The one that was the biggest and stood out the most was a circle like symbol, that I had seen somewhere before, but did not know where, and had the phrase under it that said “TOXIC FOR LIFE” Else where there were sayings like “no load refused,” “Seed belongs in holes,” and “gifting is the way” - and more. I didn’t under stand. I slowly moved inwards, noticing a leather pad hanging from chains in one corner, two padded “saw horses” in the middle of the room. What the fuck is this place, I thought. It’s not a gym, because I have never seen equipment like this. As I made my way back, I saw that tucked under the stairs was an open shower area, with white tiles and three heads and two drains. I still didn’t understand. I passed out of that room and into another. The room was painted just like the other, with more phrases. The only different was the symbol, this time there was a huge scorpion on the wall, freaky as shit and ugly as hell. Under the big scorpion was shelves with little brown bottles on them, as well as what looked like plastic bottles filled with a clear liquid. I racked my mind trying to figure out what this shit was and what it was used for. From where I was standing there was a darkened opening to my left and one to my right, leading off to who knows where and what. Being adventurous, I went to the left, it was dark inside so I felt my way. I bumped into the a wall in front of me, but felt an opening to my right, so I turned and continued. I bumped and turned many times again. Shit this was some kind of maze. I panicked, I tried to remember which way I turned and went. What if I get trapped in here and Dad finds me here. I turned and moved, finding relief when I found the opening to get out. I have to be more careful. I discovered nothing with that adventure, so I decided to head to the other opening I went across the room and into through the other opening to find a wall blocking me, but with openings on the left and right. I went left only to find that this lead me to a room with another wall that went completely across the room. I walked to my right keeping a distance from the new wall with my hand on the wall that I first came to. I saw that there was three holes in the wall, which allowed light to come through. I gathered my courage and crossed the room to the middle hole, to discover that the hole came up to about my crotch. I slowly squatted down and looked through the hole - only to see the outside door to the left, which was letting in the light from out side through the frosted windows. I didn’t understand any of this. I went back out and look around the big room again, I failed to notice more shelves holding more brown bottles and plastic squeeze bottles. In each corner was a TV, hung high near the ceiling. As I got back to the stairs, I realized there was another opening on the wall with the light switch. It was still dark inside, so I reached around inside trying to find the new room’s light switch. A musty smell invaded my nostrils, rousing my curiosity, as well as my cock. Why was I turned on by this smell. Moments later I found the switch and found this room was a locker room. The lockers formed a square in the center, yet none were on the outer walls. Entering I found why. There were hundreds of used jocks nailed to the wall with pictures under them. The jocks were stained, some a bright yellow, some creamy, some very dark yellow. I lifted one of the jocks to look at the picture. It was of a naked man who’s cock was hard as a rock, my guess the owner of the jock. I lifted the picture up, to find a name, date, and what looked like a code - numbers mixed with three letters in the middle. Looking around I could see that three walls were almost covered with jocks. The fourth was bare. At this point I wanted out of the basement. I had so many questions, yet I found that I didn’t want to seek the answers to them. Switching off the lights I made my way I back upstairs, climbed them and put the basement door like I found it. My mind was racing - what the fuck was that shit downstairs and what did it all mean. Confused, I wanted answers, but again I didn’t. Was I really suppose to see this? Did Dad make a mistake? I went to my room, grabbed my laptop, determined to find out what all this was, even if it took all day. I logged in and had an email from my Dad pop up on my desk top. It’s subject line was “BASEMENT” - I forgo my searching to read this. It read: Squirt, I left the basement open for you today. It is time you found out what the secret is. It was after your call that I knew you were going to head down there. So here is what I do down there. I SUCK DICK, GET MY DICK SUCKED, FUCK ASS AND GET MY ASS FUCKED. I can only put it bluntly. Yes, son I am a faggot, cocksucker, or if you want me to be pc - I am gay. I built the basement as a sex club for men like me. We get together as much as possible to have sex. There is a sling hanging from the ceiling, fuck benches, a maze with glory holes, and a glory hole wall to suck cock from people not in our “Club.” I have well stocked it will lube and poppers (you snort to get a rush - not drugs), the TV’s are for porn. I am sure you are wondering what are on the walls. Son, we are a Poz Fuck Club, each of the members is HIV positive and each man enjoys passing his strain to others. We do not let loads of cum go to waste - we swallow and we breed. The jocks and pictures are of men who had been converted by our club members. I know this may shock you, that your Dad is a toxic cock slut, but after discovering what you were watching on line, I thought it was time for you to know, learn and maybe join in (this part makes my cock hard) Don’t be embarrassed - I want you to be open about sex even with me. I will be open with you. We will talk more when I get home. Happy Birthday Son Love ya, Dad I read the email over and over. He knew what I watched on line. I was so scared that if he ever discovered my secret, it would either scare him or anger him, not turn him on. I needed to talk my mind off him and the basement until he got home. So I headed to the living room to watch movies until he got home.

Max and Bane stayed at the estate with Tommy and Zeke for several weeks. There was so much family to meet and get to know Zeke and Max developed a very genuine friendship. They were very much alike. Zeke had one other friend like Max and he decided he wanted them to meet even though they had reason to mistrust each other. The Light seemed to really have turned over a new leaf so maybe it was time to bury that hatchet “I have some friends coming today that I want you to meet and I want you to keep an open mind. They are Major Agents of The Darkness. I assume you know what that in” He told Max, who nodded “I don’t hate someone just because The Light doesn’t like them” hr said sounding curious Half an hour later the Predator family arrived. Apex and his husband Peter along with their life partners Warren and Ted. These four were the ones The Darkness had asked The Entity to allow to soul jump Warren and Tommy were especially close, being two peas in a pod The introductions were made and Apex and Max seemed to hit it off well West came out of the house and anyone who could not tell he was carrying was blind Bane had asked him who the Baby’s Daddy was bit he would’y say Both Zeke and Tommy were very solicitous of him though. More so than the situation required and West spent a lot of nights in their room… T “My next appointment is tomorrow, are you two coming?” He asked Tommy and Zeke “We will be there” Tommy said with a gentle smile for his pregnant grandson Bane noticed Zeke was smiling in a similar way and a suspicion formed in his mind… Nah. couldn’t be “Good” West said and went back in the house They all talked quietly as they felt The Light and The Darkness pretending to ignore each other. Those two were both a bit flamboyant and for those who were sensitive to the Higher Plane they broadcast their emotions when they were around. Oddly The Darkness’ feelings came across as hurt and angry and The Light’s felt almost sheepish “I see yours is as much of a drama queen as ours is” Max said to Apex who just smiled Zeke got a mental message and had a brief conversation with Agnes in his mind “Agnes has something to show us and wants us to come to her lab. I told her you were here Peter and she would like to get your opinion” Zeke said Peter was a doctor and medical researcher and he and Agnes had worked together many times “Sounds interesting” Peter said Zeke used the code that would take them directly to the ab and they stepped through the transport door to find a smiling Agnes waiting for them “This is really fascinating Peter, can I upload it to you. It’s always good to have someone check my work” She said He nodded and then a distracted look came over his face It took him only moments to review the upload “Remarkable and your work is flawless Agnes” he said finally “Care to let the rest of us in on it?” Tommy asked “Come here and I will show you” Agnes said They walked over to where two round platforms about four feet across raised up about a foot off the floor “We genetically sequenced the virus samples we took from Max and Bane. Max you have a slightly mutated version of the Angel Strain I’m calling Risen Angel. Bane your strain is even more mutated, I’m calling it the Fallen Angel Strain of just Fallen for short and you will see why soon She waved her hand over a panel and a naked man appeared above each platform. They looked exactly the same. They were computer simulations so complex and accurate that medical tests could be done on them “We infected them with simulations of each f your strains and ran a test. We accelerated time for them like this and watch The change in the one on the left was subtle, he seemed to grow more muscular and his features became more handsome, like he was a better looking version of himself The change to the one on the right was far more pronounced. He slowly became thinner and sicker looking till his body looked very much like Bane’s in the vision "The one on the right has periodic bouts of illness but the strain is still non-lethal. The illnesses are not opportunistic illnesses taking advantage of a weakened immune system. It’s the virus working these changes on the body and it chooses when to stop. In hundreds of simulations the results vary from almost no change to even worse than this but none of them die Then they all felt it as the two simulated viruses started communicating with each other. It wasn’t verbal but you could tell what they were saying to each other and they mostly agreed with each other. They only actual words were the names They called each other Risen and Fallen “Oh that’s pathetic” The Darkness' voice said “You never could make a good dark deity on your own” “It’s not my thing” The Light admitted “So are you finally talking to me again?” “I’d better or this new religion and any others you hatch will be worse than the last batch, maybe worse. At least I was there to help start those." The Darkness said sounding like it was an imposition B"ut if you ever get your side believing that my side is responsible for every bad thing that happens to them again I really well never speak to you again” The Darkness huffed angrily “Honestly, look at the damage never having to take personal responsibility did to humanity1 And you encouraged it!” it said and they could almost feel it shaking a metaphysical finger at The Light Then this simulation on the right darkened and the communication between the two became adversarial and contentious but not violently so, They both wanted to be dominant but neither was evil. One wanted calm and stability and the other wanted fun and anarchy. Neither was completely right or wrong and through it all you sensed that the two cared deeply for each other “That is how a religion is supposed to be” The Darkness said with satisfaction “May I touch your Agent if he allows?” it asked and a dark form appeared near Bane “If he allows" The Light said Bane nodded and The Darkness lightly brushed his cheek. He felt a change in the whispered feelings coming from his Virus and his attraction and love for his husband came more into focus. Opposites attract Agnes ran a new simulation and this time the one on the right did not end up as sick looking but the communication was that loving contention. Each simulation ran after that was the same. The level of wasting changed but the communications didn’t “Both strains can be controlled with the torques or medications, so it’s up to the individual infected weather they change or not” Agnes said after she ran several more simulations where neither man changed Bane and Max looked at each other and Max smiled, Bane didn’t have the choice not to change. Max controlled that “Maybe we could spend some time together and…” The Light “I will think about it” The Darkness said but it didn’t sound very reluctant “It’s been so long” The Light said with yearning n it’s voice “And that’s your fault, isn’t it?” The Darkness said sounding stern “Yes Dear” The Light said meekly I guess some things are universal “If that vision you showed us was accurate…” Tommy started “What vision?” Apex interrupted sounding curious “Let me show you” Max said. He gestured and they all saw the vision of the future concert “Wow, that’s so hot and so wrong” Warren said and he backed up int his husband Ted’s arms, grinding against him a little “Why do some change and others don’t?” Tommy said “I have a guess” Bane said “The ones who changed were afraid and the ones who didn't weren’t. I wasn’t afraid but I was in a lot of pain, Max is teaching me to love it and The Light probably influenced things in my case as well” “But the ones who changed could have gotten away” Tommy said “Back in the day we all dealt with reluctant chasers who changed their minds” Zeke said “I usually just held them down and pozzed them anyway” Apex said with an evil smile “Me too” Zeke admitted, matching that smile. “Those were the days. Now everyone’s torques protects them unless they are in violation long enough” “How do these new strains react to the normal Angel Strain?” Tommy asked “Basically which ever strain gets established first can hold the other two off and all three wipe out normal HIV” Agnes said “So if I have this right, some of the people I poz will get Risen and some will get Fallen. What about Bane?” Max said “They will all get Fallen but it varies in severity even if you let it run unchecked” Agnes said Max looked at Bane and there was an evil glint in his eyes They all went back to the estate, leaving Agnes to her research “Next time I soul jump I want Fallen if I can keep it from wrecking my looks” Warren said “You know I can control that” The Darkness told him “Just making sure” Warren grinned “When is your next jump?” Tommy asked “We all do it at the same time and these bodies are about 150 years old so any time really” Warren replied “I’d rather have Risen” Ted said “It would be like Russian Roulette for whoever I pozzed” "That's true" Warren said considering it "We can't poz anyone because of the torques" Apex growled sounding frustrated “If we could poz people like we used to this would be a lot of fun” Tommy said with a sigh That night West was too tired to play with his Grandpas so he slept in his own room Tommy had been thinking of something all afternoon and as he lay on Zeke’s chest he brought it up “You know, you and I COULD poz anyone we fucked. We can control anyone else's torque and shut off their virus protection whether they want it or not. We can even set it to come back on in a couple weeks" he mused to his husband “And I thought I was the more evil one between us” Zeke laughed “I’d run that past Order, Chaos and The Entity first. Let’s not step on any toes” Zeke said. He loved when Tommy showed his Evil side but it was best to be safe **************** They closed their eyes and a moment later they stood before The Entity with Order and Chaos floating on either side of it They explained Tommy’s thoughts to the three “I’m surprised it took you this long to think of it, you have had the ability for a couple centuries now” Ezekiel (Chaos) said “I thought it would be an abuse of power” Tommy said “Tommy, you and Zeke have a long long track record of doing things that change other’s lives for the better without even trying. If you decide to infect others we trust that it will actually benefit the people you chose and if it’s not going to we will let you know” Gabriel (Order) said “I have no objections. You two have more than lived up to my expectation of you and you have done the world so much good you deserve a little indulgence” The Entity said fondly "It's not like yo would be destroying their spirits and so go ahead" “Even if I get the Fallen Strain in my cock?” I don’t have to be completely infected by it” Tommy said “Are you thinking of converting to the new religion?” Gabriel said actually sounding pleased “You could keep an even better eye in it from the inside” “I just might” Tommy said “There have been worse religions in the past “ “I am thinking about it too” Zeke said after a moment “That would work out well” Ezekiel said “Oh! And good job getting The Light and The Darkness working together again! They are far more potentially dangerous on their own. They need each other for balance” “We will keep a close eye on things and let you know if you are headed into trouble” Gabriel promised as they left **************** “That went well” Zeke said, opening his eyes and hugging his lover tightly The next day they went with West to his appointment. Twins were more difficult for a synth skin pregnancy so it was best tone safe Everything checked out fine and they went back to the estate “Zeke, why are we keeping this a secret?” Tommy asked “I wanted to sort through my feelings and get it straight in my head before we told the family” Zeke said The three of them sat in comfortable chairs before a fireplace. The fire in it was a projection but you could not tell. It even gave off heat “West, I love you as my grandson and I love you as the co-father of my coming child but I’m not in love with you. I know what that feels like and I have only ever felt it for Tommy and your Uncle Red” Zeke said “And Mike” Tommy said and Zeke smiled a little sadly nodding “I feel about the same West” Tommy said “It’s better to be honest than to try to force something that is not there” West smiled “That’s a relief” he said “I wanted you to poz me but the babies were really an accident. I wasn’t trying to trap you two” “They weren’t a mistake. They are going to be a blessing” Zeke said “That’s true” West said “You remember I used to date William, the conservator here at the estate? He was only an assistant conservator back then but he's really sweet. We drifted apart when I went to college” “Yes, he’s a good man, that’s why we promoted him: Tommy said “We have been seeing each other again for the last couple months and it’s getting serious. He wants to raise the babies with me. I think he’s guessed who the fathers is or thinks it’s just one of you two. If we were together we could raise the babies tight here and you two could be part of their lives every day Let’s be honest, you two are to busy to be full time parents” West told them “I’m not giving up custody of my son” Zeke said with surprising heat “Me either” Tommy said just as firmly “I’m sure we can work that all out” West said with a big smile West’s fiancée had been named Robert and several months later when the babies were born they named Zeke’s son Rob and Tommy’s son Bob to honor him. No matter where they were in the world or what they were doing, Zeke and Tommy spent at least a couple hours a day with their sons and even changed diapers. They also spent at least two full days a week being their primary caregivers. The boys grew up with four dads and to them it was perfectly natural **************** Zeke and Tommy infected their cock and balls with the Fallen Strain in their cocks by brutally fucking Bane several times over a few months. The new strain had a 60% chance of infecting a top fucking am infected bottom just like the original Angel Strain Max had watched them fuck his husband and added a third load to his ass About two months after they started fucking Bane he got sick again As Fallen worked on changing his body He was feverish and light headed when Max put him in the sling and restrained him, clamping his nipples and adding weighted chains to the clamps this time They were in the Temple of the Virus and Bane was in a feverish world of pain and pleasure as his Grandpa Tommy rammed his cock up his infectious ass Max crouched by Bane’s head and whispered in his ear “You are such a toxic slut Bane. That’s your own granddad fucking your ass and your other one is going to fuck you afterwards. You love those incestuous cocks in you don't you?” Bane just groaned in feverish pain and pleasure as he clamped his ass around Tommy's cock Tommy moaned as his thick 8 inches slid in and out of Bane’s infected hole “So hot, so tight and warm" Timmy told Bane as he fucked him, slamming that ass hard and breeding the delirious boy deep Zeke stepped up next and slammed in as Bane whimpered, instinctively clamping his hole around his Grandpa's 10 inch shaft, milking it for charged cum “Fuck this feels so good, I want to fuck you every time you are sick” Zeke said as he slid in and out and after a few minutes added his own incestuous load to Tommy’s Max took his place and rammed in balls deep as he tugged on the tit clamps making Bane scream. He fucked his uncomprehending slave who only knew the pleasure that pain gave him in the feaver dream he existed in right then As Max’s cock throbbed and shot a third load into his ass he came explosively, shivering and shuddering, almost convulsing as his cum shot up and landed on his face with a splatter They continued to use the helpless boy for two days until his fever broke. He looked slightly thinner but it was to soon for any real, noticeable changes to occur Two weeks later both Tommy and Zeke’s cock strains of HIV were confirmed to be Fallen and they shared an evil grin and plotted **************** Ethan loved his work as a PIF. He had been one for thirty years and it never got old. He looked about 35, muscular, hairy, handsome and hung. His specialty Daddy and about half his clients were under 25 and smooth but he got all types because everyone needed a Daddy now and then4 His scenes ranged from spanking an ass tilly it glowed red before he bred them to a tender cuddle fucks Even PIFs needed to take their weekly load though and he was a little annoyed, at himself. He had been a bit distracted and his torque had just started glowing green. He needed two loads. to get it to stop now. He thought he had just taken a load a few days ago though He grumped about it as he ate dinner at his favorite restaurant and even considered visiting a PIF himself “You should be more conscientious Ethan” said a voice from the next table “You are a PIF after all” His friends Tommy and Zeke sat at the next table and Tommy grinned at him with mischief in his eyes “We could help you out” Zeke said with a smile. "You don’t want to go to work like that tomorrow, do you? What would your clients say?” “Why not?” Ethan said “It’s better that going to another PIF myself." He had played with the two before. and he never felt any pressure to top with them. S4ometimes he wanted to bottom just because he wanted to bottom and when he did he wanted it rough. Tommy and Zeke were very good at that They ended up at Tommy and Zeke's apartment and soon were in their bed Tommy took him on his stomach. They had tied his hands behind his back and blindfolded him so he didn't see when his torque flashes white before Tommy slammed in. He was even rougher than normal as he tore Ethan’s ass up with a good ten minute fuck before laoding him up. Zeke was even rougher as he bred him and Ethan’s ass was a little sore by the time Zeke gave him the 2nd load he needed They offered to let him stay the night but his place was only a few blocks away and he had an early appointment in the morning. The only problem was that one of his cocks was missing. He shrugged and headed home. It was only a sock The next day after he finished his third client Tommy popped by with the missing item “Somehow it ended up way under the bed” he said as he handed it to him “Thanks, you, but didn’t have to do that” Ethan said with a smile “{t’s no problem at all” Tommy said with a smile as he left Ethan never knew that Tommy had turned his torque green three days early to get the opportunity to poz him **************** “It’s all set up” Tommy told Zeke when he got home. "I set the system at his PIF playroom to signal us when a client comes in and either of us can disable their viral protection from wherever we are if we want. I could have set it up to be automatic but I want to think about that a bit before I actually do it” he said “I want to see if the Virus can figure out to not affect Ethan’s looks. According to Agnes it decides how much to change someone” Zeke said “If it doesn’t change him much I’m going to keep his viral protection offso he can infect client after client. I think we can set it to just not control HIV and still keep him from catching other things ” “If this works out I think we should go after more PIFs. We can set the client’s protection to come back on after a couple weeks. They will be irreversibly infected by then” Tommy said with a smirk “I guess we become PIF hunters then” Zeke sad sounding and feeling like the Zeke Evil of old ************************************************************************************************************* Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Another chapter, long overdue... Enjoy, my dear breeders and cumpdumps! 😘 --------------------------- I opened the door to our apartment and stepped inside. Anthony followed me in, looking a bit curious and somewhat nervous at the same time, and shut the door behind him. I kicked off my shoes and put my jacket on the coatrack and walked towards the bedroom. On the bed was my husband, Vince; naked, on all fours sideways over the bed, his smooth bubble butt directed towards the door and propped up with pillows exposing his hole that was glistening with Vaseline based numbing cream. He had a blindfold on, and his wrists were handcuffed together behind his back. His cock was folded backwards so that it was proudly on display on the pillow between his legs, rock hard and leaking precum which is something he very rarely does, so it was obvious that he was very horny and eager to receive his surprise, and that he had been in this position for quite a while. My cock grew hard as I approached him and roughly stuck two fingers up his ass, causing him to let out a puppy-like yelp. I turned my head towards Anthony and almost started laughing as he already had his shirt off, his pants around his ankles and was jerking his hard cock while looking hungrily at my man. The head of his cock was wet with pre-cum and a large drop was starting to form on the underside. Before the drop would detach and stain our carpet, I stepped aside and quietly gestured to Anthony that my husbands’ hole was all his to use as he wished. He quickly stepped out of his pants, climbed onto the bed and wiped the cock head over the opening, lubing up the hole with pre-cum. Then he started to insert himself slowly. I knew Vince liked it rough, so I just pushed Anthony down and into my husband until he was balls deep. Again, Vince let out a cute little yelp that soon turned into a growl as Anthony started fucking him. - “Wow baby, your cock feels different… I guess it’s just the numbing cream that makes it feel a bit thinner than usual. But it’s weird that it feels as if it’s going much deeper…” He had no idea it wasn’t me that was fucking him, so I decided to play along and walked around the bed and slapped him in the face with my hard cock, making him flinch with surprise, then shoved it into his mouth. - “Maybe this taste more familiar?” I said and started face fucking him. “The one in your ass is a freshly pozzed cock I found at the clinic. Most likely very contagious. How do you like that baby?” Vince tried to say something, but my cock was in the way, so instead he just pushed his ass back on Anthony and started fucking himself onto that long cock as hard as he could. His position was a bit awkward since his hands were cuffed, but it was obvious that he approved and just a few minutes later Anthony was blasting off his poz load into my husband’s ass, as I blasted off into his mouth. We both pulled out of Vince who gasped for air as my cock left his mouth. Anthony then did something surprising by flipping my husband over onto his back, then squeezed out the last few drops of poz cum over my husband’s cock before climbing on top and swiftly planting his ass down hard on Vinces’s cock. Anthony rode him with a frenzy. Vince, having just taken a poz load in his ass and my load down his throat, did not last long until he blew his load inside Anthony. - “What got into you?” I asked Anthony, “I thought you were a total top?” - “Yeah, but since that deal with my boyfriend fell through, I never got to bottom for that poz guy, and I couldn’t resist your fucking adorable husband…” - “Yeah, I know, he does that to you…” I said and laughed. - “Uhm, hello? I’m still blindfolded down here, and I have no idea what’s going on…”, Vince said. I laughed and removed his blindfold. He squinted as he got accustomed to the light but soon he could see Anthony who was still sitting on top of him milking his softening cock with his hole, smiling down at him. - “Wow, you’re really cute.”, Vince said. - “Thanks, so are you.”, Anthony replied. - “You both are...”, I said and kissed first my husband, then Anthony. - “I’m really uncomfortable though… The cuffs…”, Vince said and wiggled his body. Anthony let my husbands’ cock out, along with a trickle of cum, then climbed off him. I found the keys to the cuffs on the nightstand and uncuffed him. Vince rolled back onto his back, wiped the remains of cum from his cock and shoved his fingers up his ass. He always did that with any left over cum he could find, even when he was just jerking off by himself the load always ended up inside him, so it was more of a reflex move to him. Antony seemingly couldn’t get enough and promptly grabbed Vince’s wrists, then shoved his face between the ass cheeks of my husband, eating his hole like he hadn’t been fed for weeks. Vince was in heaven, with a huge smile on his face as he looked at me. We’ve been together so long that we don’t even need words anymore; his eyes were saying “Wow, where did you find this guy? Can we keep him?”. I just smiled back at him and nodded. Before long Anthony was balls deep in Vince again, but as he was fucking him, he looked at me and said: - “Jay, I haven’t bred you yet. Take my place in your husband and I will breed you while you fuck him.” I needed no further instructions, and within seconds I was balls deep inside my husband, holding my cheeks apart awaiting the intrusion of Anthony. Two seconds later he was balls deep inside me, and I almost blacked out from the pain having been so thoroughly used at the clinic earlier. Luckily there was a lot of cum in me so as soon as Anthony started thrusting, I self-lubricated. - “Poz me Anthony! Give it to me!” I begged as I was looking into the eyes of the man I loved and was inside of. I kissed him. - “You won’t have to wait long! … I’m … CUMMING!!!”, Anthony roared. We all collapsed on the bed, and after we caught our breaths, I gave my husband a short summary of how I met Anthony. I left out all the saucy details about the doctor and the nurse since I wanted that to be yet another happy surprise for him. We cuddled, talked, kissed, cuddled some more, but we didn’t fuck any more. I was worn out and Vince said he wanted more, but I knew what was coming to him later, so I made sure that didn’t happen. Anthony told the story about his ex, which made my husband shed a tear for him, and looking at me he said: - “Good thing we have a completely open relationship, so we don’t have to be bothered with that kind of betrayal and shit… I love you soooo much, Jay!” - “I love you too, more than you know”, I replied. Before we knew it, it was late in the afternoon and almost time for Vince’s appointment at the clinic.

Wow, a cheat with morals! 😈🐷😉

Sounds to me like your "rules" are really more like "things I do so my partner doesn't find out I'm sleazing around behind his back"? Are you looking for additional ways to make sure your betrayal isn't discovered?

Sunday started well, had a dip, then ended up well, with two loads (one immediately after the other) just at the time I was about to leave. 11 fucks and 5 loads. I say 11 fucks, but a few guys actually fucked me more than once, so the number is higher but I'm basically describing the number of guys who fucked me. Most of it was in the darkroom, some of it through gloryholes (one guy who fucked so hard the entire cubicle housing shook) and once in the steam room. The sauna almost happened, but it was just too hot. Most of the time the fuck bed was busy with guys snoozing and the cubicles weren't any use. BUT ... In the darkroom it was wild a lot of the time. I had a good few fucks where the guys just slid in. I was bent over a couple of times and used by one guy then another, right after. One couple took turns to fuck me, then asked me to follow them into a cubicle. They were probably late 20s/early 30s (I'm much older), but wanted to carry on fucking me, including DP. I'd never been double fucked before, but for a good few minutes I managed to get them both inside me at the same time. It was incredible! Amazingly, my hole was fine afterwards (proof weekly slutty sauna sessions are paying off) and ready/hungry for more. I think I'm going to start going earlier. The longer I'm there the longer I want to stay there!

Would this also include ass to other mouth? Like having a top stick his cock into someone else's ass then into your mouth? I love that kind of porn but not sure if I could do that in real life, unless fully bound and helpless I suppose lol

That is my end goal for my stretched out ass. The idea of being super loose and gaped permanently is very appealing. I've experienced it for as much as a week and a half after multiday high use events like Pig Week and Fist Fest. I can already take huge toys but I know there are plenty even bigger and longer I need to stretch train to be able to take too. I have a starter prolapse and really want to pull that out at least 12-15 inches. Being so stretched out my anus, rectum and colon have lost all function for any use other than extreme size sodomy is like an achievement level to train for. I am well on my way. I am hosed out everyday so it doesn't really matter if my rectum works or not. As long as I can enjoy freak show level size in me, I'm happy.

---- **Story Catch-up** At this point in our story… Loads in Nico: 5 Studs who've used Nico: Omar (boyfriend) x2, Omar's stepbrother Luciano ("Lucho"), Anon Bear, Anon Troll Grandpa ---- CH5 - "Freshly Gang-Raped Teen Now Ready for Sharing" "It's time to put some poz cock in this whore, boys," the towering, muscular demi-god of a man -- the apparent ringleader of this group of anonymous studs -- invited. The troll and the bear having already made their cummy contributions to Nico's DNA-filled pussy caressed each other's slackened dicks which were still wet with cum juice fresh from Nico's insides. Nico felt overtaken by fear when he heard the demi-god say, "poz cock." Nico began wishing for Omar to burst into the apartment and rescue Nico. A new stranger stepped forward from the corner of the room and approached Nico's muscled ass. He was a pale, bespectacled man of the most average averageness. "I don't want HIV, Sir," Nico pled uselessly, knowing full well that this group of twisted, anonymous rapists would likely find pleasure in his protest. The demi-god laughed and lowered his face right in front of Nico and stared into Nico's blindfold as though peering right through it. Just inches from Nico's mouth, the demi-god whispered sternly, "Who the fuck do you think cares what you want, whore?" The demi-god slapped the side of Nico's face with a crisp thwack. Nico gasped like a useless faggot. "Poz him," the demi-god instructed the others as he stood upright. The average man who had stepped forward from the corner grasped his engorged 6" cock and slid it immediately into Nico's open, cum-filled pussy without a word. Nico's face pressed into the mattress as the newest stranger to enter him pressed against Nico's plump ass cheeks. "God, so fucking wet in there," he muttered as the five-load cum mixture inside Nico basted the man's raw cock. "He's neg?," the man asked as he slowly removed his cock fully out of Nico's hole and took in the strong fragrance of cum that wafted up from Nico's exposed fuck hole and the stranger's now cum-glazed cock. The stranger slid his dick back in easily, facing no resistance from Nico's outer sphincter and gliding against the cum-slick walls of the teen jock's used fuckchute. Nico felt the pleasing sting of yet another raw cock entering his hole after having already been thoroughly used by four men before the stranger that was now inside him. "Neg and still in high school," the demi-god replied. The average man's cock swelled inside Nico's used hole. "Oh fuck, I'm going to poz him good then," the man muttered breathily as his fucking picked up pace and as his toxic precum began dribbling indistinguishably into the pool of cum inside Nico's rectum. Nico simply listened in silence, gripped with fear at how far out of control this night had gotten for him, unable to formulate a strategy other than just to lie there and let these strangers finish raping him. The average man began fucking Nico harder and harder. Nico tried to detach himself from his fear and instead focused on the feeling in his hole. Nico let out a heaving sigh. "Poz the fucking whore," a voice said. This pushed the average man over the edge. He felt a surging orgasm coming on, and his raw cock began gushing deep into Nico's guts. "That's right, knock that pussy up," said one of the others. Just as the average man began sliding his cock out of Nico's cum-frothed hole, the fourth stranger stepped forward, almost pushing the average top aside and clearing the way for him to plant his cock deep in Nico. "That's right. Looks like you need more toxic cock in you, faggot." The fourth stranger gripped his thick 8" cock in the darkness and immediately plunged it raw into Nico without warning. Nico moaned in a way that sounded as much like pleasure as pain as the stranger's eight-incher pressed hard against Nico's second hole. "Oh fuck," Nico let out faggily, now beginning to realize that as much as his hole had already been feeling used and raw, that there were yet still more dimensions to the feeling as each new raw dick pummeled his insides further. His cummy pussy was passing the point of feeling simply used to feeling completely fucked out. It was a discomfort that Nico found so satisfying that he began panting and moaning with more vigor and frequency. Rapist #4 continued slamming his eight-incher into the well-fucked jock's hole, striking up a symphony of viscously cum-gloppy sperm churning. A large puddle of cum began to form on the blanket underneath Nico's ass opening. "Give the faggot your strain," one of the other strangers encouraged. Nico's mind ricocheted between the fear of being raped full of the virus that causes AIDS and the wondrous feeling of pain-pleasure in his now trashed pussy as yet another rapist pleasured himself raw inside the young jock. "I'm gonna pump your ass so full of AIDS juice, boy, you're gonna taste it in your mouth," rapist #4 said as he pulled the young jock's pelvis back onto his raw dick in rhythmic synchrony with each forward thrust of his cock. This pulling and releasing motion had the effect of magnifying the force of each dick-slamming against Nico's second hole. Nico's moaning became progressively louder. Rapist #4 could sense a degree of cooperation with the rhythm of his fucking. Rapist #4 continued slamming his fat cock into Nico's loose, cumsloppy jock hole until finally -- finally -- he felt Nico's second hole give way. Suddenly the rapist's thick dickhead pressed with force through Nico's second opening. "Ow, ow, ow, ah, ah, fuuuuuuuuuuck," Nico cried out. "He's just pain signaling," the demi-god said matter-of-factly. "Don't let it stop you," he offered to the rapist whose raw poz dick was deep inside the guts of the suffering, cum-filled 18 year-old. "Oh, I know," Rapist #4 replied, holding his dick in place. "I just pierced it's second hole, and that's exactly where I want my strain to enter." Without intending to do so, Nico's second hole began to loosen around the poz cock inside him, setting off a wave of pleasure in his rapist that would soon culminate in orgasm. "You deserve AIDS, faggot." Rapist #4's torso shuddered as his cock released a gushing, toxic load deep into Nico's intestines. Nico moaned but said nothing as his mind was consumed with the thought that he had just taken multiple raw, viral loads from his rapists. He felt unmoored, not sure what to think or what he was feeling -- except that he felt full. The pressure of his fourth rapist's raw cock inside his abdomen was as unbearable as it was immensely satisfying. Nico thought about how this was his seventh load of the evening, and almost without realizing it, he reached one hand back behind himself to feel with his fingers the raw dick pressed into his tender insides. "Well, look at this whore!" Rapist #4 said, surprised by the feeling of Nico's fingers caressing the base of his raw dick where it met the edge of Nico's cummy hole. "I told you all this slut would be asking for more after I was done with it," Rapist #4 boasted as he started teasing Nico's second opening by pulling back ever so slightly only to push back in a subtle back-and-forth that helped lube Nico's second opening while also pushing his fat poz load deeper inside. "You ever dream about getting raw fucked like a whore by a bunch of AIDS dicks, faggot?", Rapist #4 whispered in Nico's ear. Nico felt the rush of butterflies in his stomach hearing the rapist that was still inside him talking about AIDS dick. Nay, AIDS *dicks*. Nico felt his nipples contract and his cock swell. It sounded disgusting and terrible -- and yet that is exactly what excited him. The level of whoredom that it implied was blowing the young jock slut's mind. To actually seek out AIDS dick. To let poz tops cum inside me. What kind of total cumwhore do you have to be to start craving random strangers' diseased cocks while you have an HIV+ rapist's raw dick still inside you?, Nico thought. It was exactly the kind of whore Nico wanted to be -- perhaps already was. He felt shaky with excitement and nervousness. Rapist #4 pulled out, leaving Nico feeling empty. Vacated. Used up and in need of more raw dick. Not one of the tops in that darkened room ever saw the erection that Nico now had, and yet every single one of them, without ever saying so to the others, knew with uncanny precision and a collectively shared certainty that the young fuckhole's limp cock had finally awoken -- a fact which they all regarded with equal disinterest. The demi-god pulled out his phone and texted Omar to come collect the slut. Nico remained on the bed, having anticipated, even somewhat hoped for, the demi-god to dick him, but instead he listened to the cabal of anonymous rapists quietly exiting one by one. It wasn't until he heard Omar's voice calling him from the entryway that Nico fully understood that he had been left alone in the apartment, which he had assumed all along belonged to at least one of his sexual abusers that night. Nico felt Omar remove the blindfold. "Hey, baby," Omar said tenderly through the darkness. "Babe, they raped me." Nico began to cry before he could finish the sentence. Omar gently shushed him as the two embraced. "I need to get to the doctor," Nico continued, unable to fully control the tremble in his voice. "I know, baby," Omar replied, holding Nico all the more tightly. Omar kissed Nico lightly on the cheek, and releasing their embrace, helped Nico off the cum-soaked bed, where the puddle of cum that had collected under Nico's hole was now cold. Nico went to remove the leather collar and leash still around his neck, but Omar gently placed his hand over Nico's and said, "No, babe, leave that on." Nico paused, confused. "Your dad wants it on you when I bring you over." "Bring me over when?", Nico asked incredulously, wondering why Omar might be playing around with such a joke at such a time. "He said as soon as you were done here." And with those words, Omar reached his hand around to feel Nico's cummy, used hole as he laid another kiss upon Nico's surprised face. ---

I'm out of reactions for today, but what a beautiful story, and memory of a non-traditional first date! I'm at once sorry for your loss and happy that you got to enjoy 30 years with him!

It may have been in your mind, but don’t think that the possibility that someone hypnotized you suggests that you’re weak-minded. On the contrary, it says something about your power of visualization and imagination that you could achieve a state in which sensations seemed real enough that you could cum hands-free. Not everyone is able to do it. I have been told I am a particularly good hypnotic subject, and I have had more than one experience such as you describe (though none of them involving anything that purported to be diabolical) and I, too, have been made to cum hands-free from it. But my experiences have been at the hands of unethical men who have attempted to do truly wretched things to my mind, and it’s only because of the particular quirk of my psychology - and a bit if good luck - that I became aware of their intentions and was able to thwart them. I now have rather complicated defenses built up against such attempts, but the average person is best advised to approach anything like that with caution. Hypnosis isn’t magic, or ESP, or a superpower - it’s a skill that can be learned, and learned to be detected by its techniques. A hypnotist can’t exercise true mind control - they can’t make you murder someone or jump off a cliff - but they can fuck with your head in very unpleasant ways. I still have little bits of things left behind from past experiences in my head, nothing dangerous, but annoyingly persistent. If you have the sort of mind that might lend itself to suggestibility, and it sounds as though you might, you may want to study up a little on how hypnotists do their thing so you can spot them having a go at you.

How did you learn about film arcades and adult bookstore hookups?An older co worker told me about them when I was 19.1974 we worked at adjacent buildings and he knew I was always horny.He mentioned the place and said he would take me there that weekend.Met at his place around the corner from the bookstore and we smoked some really strong weed while he regaled me with stories about his gay life and what to expect tonite etc.Mike had told me to dress sexy to attract men and I had complied showing up in what was to become a uniform of cuttuffs teeshirt and flipflops.Leaving his apartment we walked to the bookstore where he was greeted by the clerk who threw me an appraising glance and smile.Mike purchased the tokens and pulled me away from the gay magazine rack into the very dark fulm boothe arcade.His hand on my butt pushed me towards the very last booth pushed me in and closed the door behind us.Started the film which was a gay sex flick that totally had me heart pounding and my cock twitching from the excitement and all the weed we had smoked.It was all happening so fast...We kissed and as I got into kissing him back he took my hand and ran the fingers around a hole between our booth and the next....soon a hard cock popped thru and he pushed me down and told me to suck it off....which I did.Got so into it was surprised then the ejaculation started filling my mouth with a strangers cum.That cock pulled back and I heard the booth door open as the stranger left.Mike pulled out another joint and we shared it,he showed me how to blow the smoke out the exhaust vent.As the rush began to build anew Mike told me he was going to watch from the next booth and to just please whatever men came in.Leaving the door ajar he left,and very soon another man entered.He dropped his pants and pushed me down to suck his cock and I did,the rush making my heart pound and head spin.He pulled me up after a few moments turned me around to face the screen and whispered in my ear"I'm gonna fuck you now faggot" as his hands undid my shorts and pushed them down roughly,exposing my twink bubble butt to his hard glistening cockhead which immediatly started probing my hole.He openned a small packet of lube and smeared it around my hole and on his cockhead,then just pushed it in.The smell of alcohol on his breath was strong as he tongued my ear as he fucked me silly,and I remember thinking"I'm getting fucked by a drunk at 1am in a bookstore filmbooth"He started to groan,and his thrusts gott infrequent and deep as he came.Pulling out his cum ran out a bit and I couldn't keep it in....he pulled his pants up and left without a word.Another man entered as he left sliding the door shut and dropping his sweatpants in one fluid motion,He pressed a hard cock into me and started fucking me using the previous deposit as lube.After he came and left another just wanted a blow job so I did that too.Mike came back into my booth and pulled my shorts back up and said we should leave now,and that I could spend the nite at his place.We walked back,I remember my ass was a bit sore and leaking cum too.Mike gave me a sleeping pill and water and we shared his bed me still in my cum soaked clothes all nite.The next morning we talked about the nite before and he told me his fav joy was watching young twinks getting bred by strangers like that and he thanked me for letting him watch,and that I was going to be a good cumdump,first time I ever heard that word.Mike and I would become good friends and we replayed that nite several times,as well as eventually having a LOT of sex together.We lost touch when he moved in the 1980's and later learned he died of aids related pneumonia.Mike showed me a world I never would have known existed.Wish I could have been there for him later when he got sick,and would love to have been pozzed by him.Think he would have liked that.

I am mostly a top now but back when I used to bottom, a top daddy of mine taught me a great hack for getting cleaned out. I always struggled with it because I could not get the water deep enough past my second sphincter to clean deep. Before I start, I will say that you need to have at least a few hours before the fucking (3 hours should be good). Take a liter of water and mix in a tablespoon of sea salt. Chug it down. It’s kind of gross as you’re drinking straight up salt water (if you squeeze lemon into it, it’s more palatable). My method was chug it down as fast as possible. Wait about 30-40 minutes and you will have to go release on the toilet. May need to a couple times after. Wait about an hour and half from when you first drank the salt water and do it again. You again will be releasing like crazy but will notice the water will get lighter until there’s nothing left. Then hit the shower for 10 mins or so and you’ll find that you should be spotlessly clean. The reason this works so well is because it cleans EVERYTHING out of your system. No guessing, no anxiety over whether you’re fully clean or not when it comes time to play. And also you don’t have to ravage your hole flushing water up there which can make your hole feel sore before even playing.

“Hi Mike, I’m Jason Dr X’s assistant. Very nice to meet you” ”Nice to meet you too Jason, please come in” Mike held the door open for Jason, as he stepped inside. “This shouldn’t take too long Mike, I just need to collect a few samples and we will go over what to expect on Saturday. Assuming all the STD panels come back good. I know you said you haven’t caught anything, but we just want to make sure.” ”I completely understand” Mike replied. ”Kitchen table work okay for what we need?” He asked as he led Jason into the house. ”Yep that works perfect!” Mike led Jason to the kitchen and pulled a couple of chairs out. Jason removed a backpack from his shoulder and set it down while taking a seat. Mike followed in his own chair. ”Okay Mike, first thing and I hope you don’t mind. I need you to sign an NDA before we go any further. “ ”What is the NDA for?” Mike asked “Basically states, that you won’t discuss or disclose anything we talk about today or the procedure. The Dr likes to keep this on the quiet side and does not want details to be shared in the public” ”Okay, I can completely understand that” Jason pulled a folder from his bag and removed a document from it. He also grabbed a pen and handed them to Mike. Reading them over Mike signed and dated them, sliding them back to Jason, he put them back in the folder. ”Okay, now we can do the blood draws and other samples we’ll need Mike.” Jason started pulling tubes and containers out of his backpack. “So I’ll take two blood draws, a mouth swab, a urine sample, and just before I leave I’ll need a semen sample.” ”What’s the semen sample for?” Mike asked, feeling a little embarrassed. ”Well you stated that you’ve had a vasectomy, so the Dr. just wants to make sure you are still swimmer free”. ”Ah, yeah that makes sense” Jason started the process of the blood draws and as he did, he started to give Mike some background on the Dr. “Dr. X, and yes, he is a real Doctor. He’s been a general practitioner for about 10 years now. He spent a year in Africa doing Doctors Without Borders. While there he contracted HIV. Unfortunately, his particular strain is med resistant, so he does everything he can to stay healthy. There is a whole story behind this, but it is his to share. (*hint*). The idea behind his insemination procedure started when he had a patient come in with flu symptoms. The gentleman was obviously not feeling well, but he was actually happy and asked the doctor for an HIV test. Confused the doc asked him why that made him happy. The patient went on to tell him that he had been chasing HIV for over a year and letting anyone with it have sex with him bareback. He went on to explain that he knew he sounded crazy, but he truly wanted to have this, it spoke to him on a very deep level and he felt it was the next step in his journey of life and once he had it. Somewhere down the road he would like to share it with someone else who felt the same way. To be able to pass on his DNA and keep it living. So basically, that is where the idea for the insemination procedure started. The doc liked the idea of passing on his DNA, but he would only do it with individuals that were absolutely positive about it and were looking to further their own journey. Like you Mike” While Jason has been talking about this, he had drawn my blood and swabbed my cheek. Now he asked ”Think you can give me a urine sample?” ”Sure” Mike replied. Taking the cup, he went into his bathroom and filled it up. His mind was completely racing with all the information that he had received so far. Screwing the company back on, finished up and washed his hands. He brought the cup back to Jason. Jason started talking again. “Okay so, here’s what to expect now Mike. We will have the results back for all the tests by Tuesday, so once they are in I will give you a call. At that time assuming everything is good, we will send over a kit that you will need to use on Friday. Do you think you can take Friday off by chance? You’ll be on the toilet a lot.” ”Yeah, I can take Friday off. What is in the kit?” ”It’s basically a smaller version of a colon cleanse, just to make sure your completely cleaned out for the insemination. We have found it really helps because not only are you completely empty, but it also slightly irritates the lining for better reception of the semen. So on Saturday morning, I will pick you up at 8 AM. Once in the car I will ask you to put on a blindfold, this is just so we can keep the location of the office anonymous. Once in the office and in the room, the blindfold can be removed. At this point, you’ll do a little paperwork , then I’ll have you disrobe and get on the stand. I’ll prep you for the procedure. Then at 10 AM, the doctor will come in, he will explain the whole procedure, what to expect and what happens. He will perform the procedure, then after it is complete I will clean you up. You can then get dressed and I will take you home, blindfolded again. We will go over the aftercare while you are at the office also okay?” ”Yeah, that all sounds good, I’m really excited and kind of nervous too” “No worries Mike, any other questions you have at the moment?” ”Umm I don’t think so” ”I threw a lot of information at you, so if you think of anything, let me know. I’m really happy to answer any questions. So we’re about done here. Except for the semen sample. You ready for that?” ”Umm yeah I guess, kinda weird doing that with you here” Jason laughed. “No need to be embarrassed Mike, We’re just a couple of guys. Here stand up quick.” Mike stood up and before he could even say a word, Jason grabbed his gym shorts and pulled them down. And In the next moment he had Mikes cock in his mouth. He was taken completely off guard, but then that all went out of his head as Jason worked his cock over with his expert skills, Mikes head tilted back as a moan escaped from his lips. Jason definitely knew what he was doing. Mike was in heaven as he felt his cock going down the back of Jason’s throat, Mike knew he would cum fast if he kept that up and Jason must have read his mind because he kept the deep throating up. Mike looked down at Jason as he bobbed his head up and down his shaft. “I’m getting close” he mumbled. Jason grabbed the cup from the table, never missing a beat as he sucked Mikes cock. ”Oh god! I’m gonna cum!” Mike yelled Jason pulled off his cock and put the head in the specimen cup and he stroked Mikes cock. Mike let out a loud groan as the first shot of cum exploded from his head. More followed as Jason slowly milked him completely. He felt mike shudder and then released him from his grip. ”There we go!” He said as he stood up. “See that was easy” He laughed as he looked at Mike. Mike looked back at him. “Wow! That was amazing!” ”Holding the specimen cup up, Jason said. “This reminds me, no more for you this week. Please refrain from a sexual activities including masturbating. Doctors orders! Now I need to get going, we need this specimen fresh for examination.” With that, Jason packed everything up in his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. “Remember, if you have any questions please get in touch with me. I’m happy to answer anything.” Jason started walking towards the door, and Mike followed him, still a little dazed from the head he just received. Reaching around Jason, he grabbed the door and opened it for Jason. ”Okay, I’ll be in touch on Tuesday” ”Okay, sounds good! Thanks for everything Jason!” Looking back, Jason smiled and winked at him. “Talk to you soon”