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Apologies for taking a while to continue this but here it is -another chapter. Enjoy guys! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Once I opened the front door I knew that I’d made the biggest mistake of my life. Probably. The group of men standing on the front porch were all skinny and sickly looking. Haggard. They also all looked very pleased to see me. What am I thinking? I’m standing here totally naked in front of them -of course they’re happy to see me! I must have been a little stunned because they surged forward and forced me to step back into the house, and suddenly I was surrounded. I felt hands and mouths all over my body. This felt very much like when two dogs meet for the first time -they circle and sniff each other, and shove their snouts in some very private areas. Yeah, my dick was definitely hard again. And my hole was throbbing in anticipation. Shit, did I really want all of these wasted looking men dumping their tainted seed in me? My mind was whirling like I was spun on something, but I wasn’t. It was the overwhelming surge of adrenaline and hormones clouding my mind. I wasn’t thinking straight. I wasn’t in my right mind. If I was in my right mind I would have gone out that door when Dan left earlier. Instead I stayed. Stupid. And why? Because it felt good. It felt exciting in a way I didn’t understand. Am I such a slave to my senses that I would throw away all logic and reason for the sake of my lust? Without realizing it, I found myself being led through the house by all of those men, down into the basement/dungeon. I don’t think there is any hope of getting out of this now. Why did I agree in the first place? I don’t even know Dan well enough to care if Steve carried through with his blackmail threat. Okay, so I’m a nice guy and I thought, what the heck, another fuck. Boy, did I get that wrong. Steve is not just some simple random fuck. He’s sick -literally. And he’s twisted. When I found myself being strapped over a fuck bench my mind cleared and my new reality came flooding in. I’ve already taken his load. It’s in me. It’s absorbing into my anal walls. It’s becoming a part of my DNA whether I like it or not. It’s already done. So why fight it? It won’t do me any good -especially now that I’m all strapped in and at their mercy. I might as well enjoy it, because what else can I do? Enjoy it. That’s why I agreed to all of this in the first place -to enjoy myself! And Steve’s dick did feel great, spurting his tainted seed up inside of me. Okay, now the hormones were surging back and all of my worries were melting away. I heard the guys laughing, noticing how I was getting excited again. “Look at that, boys. It seems he’s accepted his fate,” I heard Steve tell them. “Look at that fucking hole winking at us. Looks to me like he wants us to stick something in there. What do you think?” he laughed. “Only one thing a slutty little hole like that needs,” another man began. “And that’s dicks. Our dicks. And our cum. This stupid fucker isn’t getting out of here until he’s fucking knocked up.” “And he’s going to have so many different strains in him the slut won’t know who’s the daddy of his AIDS baby!” laughed another man. “I did breed him first, so hopefully that AIDS baby will be mine,” Steve told them possessively. “Shit, it doesn’t matter. The whore won’t know one way or another. Now enough talking, let’s get to the fucking!” another man cheered. “My balls are so full I’m going to have to breed this slut a few times to drain them.” “He’s staying here until we all empty or nuts, boys,” Steve told them. “No loads down his throat, either. I want them all going up that fuckhole,” he ordered them. “He can prime you while someone else is using that pighole and lick you clean in between, but I don’t want him eating any loads. This fucking slut needs all of our cum up in his guts knocking him up.” I guess that was all the conversation they had the patience for, because from that point on the only talking was words of encouragement, cheering each other on, as each man took his turn in my used hole. Nobody really paid any attention to me other than my increasingly sloppy butt hole. They didn’t talk to me at all. I was just a hole to them. Although, I was also their project. They were determined to infect me with HIV tonight. Every time I was reminded of that I got a massive wave of panic coursing through my veins . . . immediately followed by a surge of lust. This was by far the riskiest sex I’ve ever had. But also the hottest. I couldn’t deny that. That’s probably why I didn’t really put up a fight. Somehow, deep down, I wanted this. I was enjoying this. I needed this. “There he goes again, boys!” Steve yelled. “This fucker is so horny for our dicks -look at him backing up onto that fat fucker!” And it was true. I had a very thick cock wedged in my hole at the moment, and I’d never felt so stretched before. There were twinges of pain, and I knew I was probably tearing inside -if I wasn’t already- and making it easier for their virus to get into my bloodstream. And yet I was actually shoving my ass back onto this unknown man. Because it felt fucking good. Damn, I didn’t want this to end. Any reservations I had before were now truly gone. There would be no going back, so I might as well embrace this broken down new version of myself. I used to be a respectable guy with a decent job, but after this, once I get sick, I won’t be able to hide what I’ve become. Me and my friends used to look down on the slutty guys we saw at bars and clubs allowing themselves to be used by anyone and everyone. But now I was one of them. I’m a cumdump. Plus, I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting to have a cock up my ass, and I won’t be doing that if I’m sitting in my boring office doing my boring job. The life I had before is over. While everything else about this situation was now turning me on, the thought of letting everything I’d built just slip away was a difficult pill to swallow. I had worked hard. I had a good reputation. Stability. Now, I have no clue what will become of me. Will I get sick and waste away like these guys? I got a good look at most of them when we were upstairs and they are all sickly and skinny. But damn, it certainly doesn’t affect their cocks and balls. The only thing that kept me from going into a full-blown panic attack was the idea that if I do get sick, I’m going to at least get to spend the rest of my life getting fucked like a complete and total slut. I’d say whore but I don’t want anything from these guys but their dicks and their cum -no money will be changing hands. I got lost in the bliss, taking one cock after another for what turned out to be hours. Nothing else existed outside of that room, and every cell in my body was focused on my ass. And how disgustingly (sexily) sloppy it had become. As every guy used my ass for the second or third time, all of their crotches came away slick with their mixed loads that were getting fucked out of my hole. At some point in the middle of it they switched me to a sling. It was kind of funny because they didn’t let me get up, they just surrounded me, turned me over and carried me to the sling. And then they got back to breeding me. It was nasty and so fucking hot, I loved it. The room stank so good -like cum, crotch musk, sweat and men. I got high just from breathing the air down there. After each guy had deposited their third load they disappeared upstairs until it was just me and Steve. He slid his dick in me balls deep, held there and leaned over me. “You did great, slut,” he whispered. “Where did everyone go?” I asked, the room starting to come back into focus. “They’re gone. They got what they came for,” he chuckled. He leaned closer and then stuck his tongue in my mouth. We made out deep, wet and nasty as he started humping in and out of me. Fuck, after all of those dicks I still wanted this one. And more. Man, they turned me into a cum hungry pig. Steve eventually pulled up off of me. He looked down over me as he slammed my hole relentlessly. He was sweating up a storm and our bodies were making wet smacking sounds that I found so sexy. He threw his head back, made a kind of choking sound like he was trying to hold the noise in, and I could feel this dick throbbing up inside of me, flooding my guts again. Eventually his cock softened enough to come out of me. He slapped my ass, winked at me and got busy unhooking my ankles from the straps on the sling. Then he stepped back and offered me a hand to get up. I was a little shaky but managed to stay upright. The next thing I knew, Steve was shoving a fat butt plug up my ass. “Got to keep your guts marinating in our AIDS baby batter,” he told me with a wicked grin. He got even more wicked when he said, “Since you can barely stand up, why don’t you get down on the floor like the good little piggie you are and clean up this mess you made.” Mess I made? I was just the receptacle -it was their mess! But I knew I wasn’t in any position to argue. And to be honest, I wasn’t sure if I even wanted to at this point. Besides, cum should never be wasted! And so I inelegantly tumbled down to the floor and that’s when I saw the mess. All of the cum that had been fucked out of my gaping hole was there in a slick puddle on the rubber matting below the sling. I glanced over to the left at the fuck bench and saw a similar puddle there. Bloody hell, is it even possible to ingest that much cum? How can these men cum so much? I know my ass is still full and yet there is a ton of the stuff all over the floor. And the bench. I rose up so I could peek at the sling I was just in and yep -there was a puddle of cum that I’d apparently been laying in, too. One glance at Steve told me there was no getting out of this. He stood there waiting patiently, not saying a word. But his expression said it all -clean it good or I’ll regret it. I don’t know what he would do to make me regret it, but this man clearly had few limits. Without further deliberation I went back on hands and knees and got to work. I tentatively licked the first puddle underneath the sling, the flavor hitting my tastebuds and igniting some primitive piggy side of my brain. And that’s all it took. A switch had been flipped, and suddenly I was sucking the stuff down and licking the floor clean before moving on to the actual sling, and then over to the fuck bench and the floor below it. My stomach was churning by the time I got done. It can’t be good for you belly to consume that much cum -I know there’s a lot of mucus in cum. I gagged a sort of dry heave but managed to do it without Steve noticing. And then I felt like I was totally going to puke. Luckily all that came out was a great big belch. A cum flavored and scented belch that made my dick get hard again. Fuck, what has become of me? Steve grinned like he was proud and then took my hand, leading me towards the stairs. Once we got back up there we walked around collecting our clothes and slowly got dressed. I kind of liked how he didn’t offer a shower and didn’t appear in a hurry to take one himself. I love keeping the sex smell on me, wearing it like some sort of kinky cologne. As he walked me to the door I was thinking how he wasn’t such a bad guy after all. I mean, I had a great time and I’d never felt better in my life. And then he opened his mouth. “Oh, by the way, the whole thing downstairs was recorded and saved in the cloud. So if you don’t want me posting it online for everyone you know to see you’ll get that ass back here in three days. Give me your phone,” he demanded. I was in such shock I just handed it over to him and he swapped our info, then told me, “I’ll text you what time to be here. Don’t disappoint me. I’ll have more dick for your hungry ass,” he said, with a smirk -like he knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. Blackmail aside, he knew that I’d be there no matter what -I was hooked.

The week seems to drag on like Friday will never come. I decide not to be needy (although I genuinely do feel needy) and don’t text Brad anymore. I have decided that I will wait until Friday and see if he turns up. Work has been insane lately, so the break will be nice with or without Brad. I have booked this beautiful cottage overlooking the ocean. Only 5mins out of the nearby town. So easy to get some supplies and a couple of nice restaurants. It is the perfect retreat in winter. Small cottage with an open fireplace and a jacuzzi on the balcony. From the pictures it looks nice and secluded. Come Friday I have not had anything to eat since Thursday night dinner and am living off gummy bears just to stay clean on the chance Brad turns up. Having heard nothing, I am figuring it will be 50/50 he’ll turn up. At 5pm I shut down my work computer and do a thorough clean out. I take my bag down to the car so either way I am ready to go on the dot at 6pm. I decide that 6:15pm is my cut off. If he is not here by then, I am off. I decide to go full stereotype and wear tight jeans and jocks underneath, and white t-shirt with denim jacket lined with lambs’ wool. It’s cold. 6pm comes and goes and I feel a little silly for expecting anything less. 6:15 on the dot I decide to leave and as I open the door, I get a shock as Dan is standing there looking like he was just about to knock. All 6 foot of a middle eastern god in tight jeans, black t-shirt and leather jacket with a backpack. Realising I have never seen his eyes before and he had piercing blue eyes and every bit the toned hunk he is in his pics. A massive smile encompasses his face as he looks at me. “Sorry, trams were a bit slow.” He grabs me lifting me off the ground and kisses me deeper than he ever did before (if that was possible). He holds me like that kissing me for a solid couple of minutes in the doorway and I am getting rock hard in my jeans. My mediocre bulge is pressing against his stomach, and I can feel his substantial bulge against my leg. He breaks the kiss while still holding me off the ground and slides his hand down the back of my jeans and slowly pokes his finger in my hole and says, “how about one for the road?”. I want him inside me so bad, but we really do need to get going. I tell him as much, but he insists he has not cum all week, and it will be quick. He doesn’t wait for a reply and carries me out on to the balcony and puts me down, turns me around and pulls just the back of my jeans down. As he kisses the back of my neck he undoes his jeans, spits on his hand and in seconds he is balls deep inside me. Fucking me out on the balcony in the cold. As he slowly fucks me, he says, “Your message said it was a 2hr drive. May as well put some babies in you for the trip.” He barely finishes the sentence before he bottoms out and is flooding my insides with a week-old load. He stays inside me and holds me gently as he kisses my neck until he goes soft and pops out. We both pull out jeans up and he grabs my hand and leads me to the door. He opens the door and stopping before closing it he says, “that one should hold you over till we get down there babe”. Kisses me and we head to my car holding hands. The drive is one of the most romantic drives I have ever been on. I felt like it could have lasted forever. Dan has his arm around my shoulders the whole time. Every chance he gets such as at traffic lights, he leans over and kisses me. We talk a lot about each other, and he tells me about how he got poz. While he considers himself mostly top, a couple of months ago he went to an old friend’s wedding and one of the waiters was hitting on him at the party. It was a weekend event, and they were all staying at a resort where the wedding was. The waiter got talking to him between drinks and suggested he drop by after his shift and breed him. Dan said he was top, but the waiter was hot and said he also only topped and that he reckoned he could convert Dan to bottoming if he gave him a chance. Dan thought he may as well give it a go not thinking too much about it and let the guy fuck him bareback that night twice, but two weeks later the fuck flu set in, and he knew what had happened. Since then, he had been bitter and breeding random unsuspecting guys until he met me. When not changing gears on the freeway, I would have my hand on his leg and occasionally his crotch. He is hard almost all the time. It turns me on to know I turn him on. We get to the cottage about 9pm and the owner shows us into the cottage and has already had the fire stoked and it is very toasty. As she hands me the keys, Dan is standing behind me with his arms around me and in his deep sexy voice says to the woman, “I am so sorry and hot meaning to be rude, but probably best you get going cause I’m about to get naked with my boyfriend and remind him how much I love him”. She giggles and leave closing the door behind her. TBC

This happened about 5 years ago I had not only started playing with other men but I had just recently started getting into the PnP scene(my second time) at this time I had only smoked and had probably played with about 6 months before this night so basically you could say that I was a newbie. I am 5'7 weighed around 145lbs, I couldn't host at the time so playing with guys around my area was hard to find. One day I had received a message from a guy on a site that I use to use, I checked out his profile and pictures, he was in his late 50's stood about 5'11 and weighed roughly 210lbs according to his profile. He said that he was a Versatile top and was pretty much open minded. He liked giving and receiving oral, rimming and getting rimmed and more of a top when it comes to fucking but has on occasion been fucked. He said that he had a smooth body,cock,balls and ass, and from I could tell from the pictures he looked smooth. He also said that he had an average size cock( I know they say pictures make things look bigger) and from what I could see he had more than average cock but I just overlooked it. In his message he said that he was looking to host and have fun while partying. I replied back to him saying that he had a interesting profile and that from what I could see that he had a hot body and that I was interested in meeting up but that I was still at work and wouldn't be able to meet up for a couple more hours. He said to send him a message when I was out of work. For the next couple hours I kept thinking about meeting up with this guy as I normally don't just meet up with a guy just from one conversation but I hadn't played with a guy in about a month or so. When I got home from work I took a quick shower and cleaned myself out with the best I could and grabbed something to eat then I messaged him telling him that I was home. He had sent me a message about a half hour later asking if I was still interested in meeting up and I said that I was. He asked me what would I be looking to get into and I told him that I don't like to set or make any agendas that I just normally go with the flow just as long there's some kind of connection between the 2 of us. He said that he was cool with that. I asked him if I needed to bring any favors because if I did that I didn't have any but had no problem paying for it if I had to. He said that I didn't have to worry about it and he said that the stuff he had was good stuff. I told him that I had only PnP once and all I did was smoke and it didn't seem to have that much of a affect on me or so I thought. He said that I would definitely feel it from the stuff he had. He told me to come over to his house around 9pm if I was ok with that then he said that he was looking for a long hot session and if I wasn't ok with having a long hot session then maybe we shouldn't meet up. I told him that 9 was fine and that I was also ok with having a long hot session even though we never really discussed anything that we would do. I had about a half hour to meet him so I went to the local adult store and bought myself some poppers and then headed to his house. Once I got there I called him to let him know that I was just about to pull up and he said to pull my car into the driveway and park my car next to the garage so I did. When I rang the doorbell I heard him say that the door was open and to come in. I opened the door and then closed it I heard him say that he was in the kitchen down the hallway so I started to walk down the hallway and found the kitchen and when I walked in the guy that was standing there looked hotter in person. He had on a pair of shorts and no T-shirt on. He had a smooth chest and was somewhat muscular. He asked if I wanted something to drink and I said sure, he asked what did I want and I said whatever you are having he handed me a glass and said is gin&tonic ok I said that I never had one but it was fine. We walked towards the back of the house that lead to his bedroom. Once we were in the bedroom we both sat on the bed and started talking while we drank the gin&tonic I had no idea how it would taste and as I was drinking it seemed to have a bitter taste but I just thought that is how it tasted. About 15 minutes later Paul got up and walked over to the dresser and came back with a pipe and filled it up and took a hit and then he handed me the pipe I took a hit and I could feel it as I went to hand him the pipe back I said that he was right that this stuff was good, he told me to take another hit so I didn't. When he took the pipe back I watched as he took a huge hit and without any warning I felt his mouth on mine and we began to make out but as we were making out he blew all the smoke into my lungs and it really started to hit me(so I thought that it was the meth) only to find out that the drink he gave me was spiked with some G. After about 10 minutes of making out I asked him if I could use the shower just to make sure that I was clean and he said sure. I was in the shower just about 15 minutes and as I was drying myself off I was feeling very horny and I just thought it was the meth. I thought I heard Paul and another voice but I wasn't sure. When I returned to the bedroom I saw Paul and another guy in the room and they were whispering I remember hearing Paul say let's just see what happens and then Paul noticed me in the doorway to the bedroom and handed me another drink and told me that his friend Dan had come bye unexpectedly but he wasn't going to stay. I shook Dan's hand, he must have been in his late 50's maybe early 60's but for someone who was that old he kept himself in good shape. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and definitely fit. I sat where the only place I could sit and that was on the end of the bed. Paul handed me the pipe and I took a couple hits of it as I handed it back to Paul. He took a big hit and sat next to me and started to kiss me as he blew the smoke into my mouth. What I didn't see when he was kissing me is he had handed Dan the pipe and now Dan was sitting on the other side of me and when Paul was done kissing me and blowing smoke into my lungs I didn't have time to react because just as Paul had pulled away my head was turned towards Dan and he began to kiss me but the way he started to kiss me was far from what I have experienced with other guys he began slowly kissing me as I felt the smoke fill up my lungs but then I felt him start sucking on my tongue which drove me crazy. Once Dan and I finished kissing I was about to tell the both of them that this wasn't my thing but before I could Paul had started to kiss me again and they did this back and forth for a good 15 minutes and the more we would kiss the more their hands would start rubbing my body. After they were done making out with me I grabbed the drink and drank what was left. By this point I didn't know what to do as much as they both turned me on I wasn't ready to have a 3 sum but I also didn't want to leave. I remember Paul telling me to be more relaxed and told me to take my pants and shirt off and I did but so didn't Dan and once I seen him in his boxers I clearly could see the huge bulge in his boxers but I tried to play it off like I didn't notice it, then Dan said I hope you don't mind me getting relaxed as well I just said that he was Paul's friend I guess if he's ok with it so I am ok with it. Then Dan said to Paul so remember that new guy I told you about and Paul said yeah what about him. Dan said that he had got some stuff from him and that it was really good especially when you slam it. Then Paul said well maybe we can slam it later on once he leaves because he doesn't slam isn't that right as he looked at me. I said that I didn't know what they meant by slam. Dan said you have never slammed before,he went on to tell me what slamming was and I said that I would never stick a needle in my arm. Both Dan and Paul said that they understood but I had no idea what it feels like, they said that when you slam it sends this warm rushing feeling go through your body and how it feels so good. From what they were saying was that was the only affect that I would feel. Dan kept trying to get Paul to slam and I started to feel like just because I was there that he didn't want to slam so I said if I do slam how am I going to be sure that it's going to get me so messed up that I don't know what I am doing, Dan didn't hesitate he said that he has done it many times that him and Paul would make sure that I would be fine, he said that he would even be the one to administer me so I can feel the affect from it. I said that I would try it just as long as it was a small amount. Dan seemed to get excited once I said that I would try it. Dan got up and left the room. When he went to stand up to leave the room I got a glance once again at the bulge in his shorts and the bulge seemed to have gotten bigger or was my mind playing games with me. As Dan was leaving the room he asked if we wanted another drink and Paul said sure get Mike one to so he can relax. Once Dan left the room Paul came over to the bed and took a hit off the pipe and said that I didn't have to slam if I didn't want to, I told him that the only reason I said that I would try it is because he seemed like he really wanted to slam. He said that he did because he wanted to try out the new stuff. Then he told me that Dan knew what he was doing and if he said that you would be ok then you will be. Then he took another huge hit and leaned in and he blew all the smoke into my lungs as I felt his hand on my and started to move it and once he moved it I knew exactly where he put my hand as I felt something somewhat soft but it felt very big and thick that is when I realized that he put my hand on his cock. This was the first time that either one of us touched someone's else's cock, as I had my hand on his cock I slowly started to rub and squeeze his cock. As I was doing that he asked me how his cock felt in my hand all I remember saying is that his cock definitely feels bigger and thicker than the average size like he told me he had. He said if I had told you actually how big my cock is do you think that you would be here tonight then he stood up and pulled his boxers off and right in front of my face was his cock and he was right if he had told me how big and thick his cock was I probably wouldn't have been there that night. Even though his cock was somewhat hard his cock had to be close to 9" and thicker than I am use to, as much as I tried to look away my eyes wouldn't move. I don't know how long I must have been staring at his cock but I remember hearing Dan coming back in the room with 3 drinks and a small black bag. He said to Paul what are you starting without me as he looked down at Paul's cock then looked at me and said he's got a nice big cock right I remember just shaking my head. The first thought in my head was there is no way that I am going to be able to handle Paul's cock in my mouth or ass. I never mentioned or told Paul about my gag reflex and how I never had a cock down my throat or even close to touching the back of my throat and here was Paul with his big and thick cock what's is he going to say once he finds out. Dan handed me my drink and said that it might taste a little stronger it's just to help you relax as he sat down on the bed next to me and said that I need to relax that everything will be ok as he took the pipe lite it and took a huge hit and started to kiss me but this time he was more passionate about it. Then I felt his hand move down to my cock and he started to move his hand up and down on my semi hard cock. Then he got up and said to Paul help him feel more comfortable as he pulled out 3 needles and told Paul to get me ready so Paul went and grabbed a tourniquet and told me to relax as he placed it around my upper arm and tightened it up. Then Dan sat on the bed with me and took my arm with the tourniquet on it and started looking for a vein and once he found it he took the needle and told me that I would feel a small pinch and then once he starts I should start to feel the warm rushing feeling and that should be it. Paul said that he was going to do his points as well as he took the needle. Dan had me slide up on the bed more enough to where he had me laying almost in the middle of the bed I could feel my ass somewhat hanging off the bed and then he took my arm and placed it on his leg and my hand was on his boxers I could feel the heat coming from him. Once he found the vein he said are you ready and before I could say anything I felt the pinch and watched as some blood came out and he said got you and started to push the plunger down before he was finished I started to cough really bad and I started to feel the warm rushing feeling start. Once Dan had finished he held my arm up and told me to hold it up for a minute or two. I was still coughing and the warm rushing feeling started from my ears right down to my asshole. I hadn't even noticed that Paul was already slamming himself til I heard him start to cough. Then I felt my legs being lifted up and back then I let out this loud moan as I felt something wet and warm on my asshole only to look down and see Paul between my spread open legs and his mouth and tongue playing with my hole then I heard Paul start to moan has I felt his warm tongue really start to rim my hole I tried to control myself but it didn't do any good as I moaned even more. Then I felt something rubbing against my lips and when I looked up Dan was on the side of the bed with his huge hard cock in his hand and he was rubbing the head of his cock against my lips. Will publish part 2 soon( gets more interesting)

Mid july. Heatwave. It was 100 degrees outside, in the kitchen where i worked it was easily 120 near the ovens where i spent my days. I had to change clothes twice i was so soaked with sweat. The last time i went commando under my pants and after my shift i walked home soaked in sweat. It was so hot i had to stop and get cool, i was dizzy. I ducked into a theater doorway. I gave the attendant a $5 and he looked me over and said,”cooler in the lower theatre”. I thanked him and headed down the dark staircase. i saw some doors to my left and a theatre to my right and a big guy came over to me and asked if i was ok. Sweat trickled down my back into my crack as he led my into a doorway and helped me undress “to cool off”. He whispered in my ear as he licked the sweat frim my neck, “you’re so sexy baby”. His tongue roamed my back, my pits, my mouth, my ass, oh god he bent me over and devoured my hole. He pulled my dick back towards him and i pumped myself dry into his mouth. He stood and entered me and i moaned loudly. Yesssssss he said. I noticed eyes watching through a hole I hadn’t seen at first and then after making eye contact a big black dick came through the wall. I moved to suck it and the top behind me shifted too and began pulling out and ramming my hole. The dick i was sucking was dripping precum and smelled sweaty and wonderful. The booth i was in began to overwhelm my senses. We were all sweating and that aroma coupled with the tacky cum on the floor between my toes made me hard again as I hungrily sucked the big covk in front of me. I moaned like crazy as the top put my hips in a death grip and began growling and he ground his cock deep. His balls on mine and my dick swung wildly. The black cock then buried itself to his balls in my throat and yelled “I’m coming..ah god yeah”. I swallowed all i could, so much cum. The top then tensed up and stop moving..i could feel his balls jumping and the tip of his dick moving inside me. The black cock disappeared and the top pulled out and told me to clean him off. After he left i sat there in the dark, a little cooler, as my ass oozed cum. I jerked a couple dicks off into my mouth and on my face and then caught a cab home because i was sated but my legs were gone. Went to bed without showering, bed smelled great when i got up for work..

I used both Bradenton, Fl and Sarasota, FL newspapers to assist my dying father in 2018 to sell what may be called “collectibles” . We posted both photos and detailed descriptions, everything from a stain glassed parrot a roommate from Key West gave my Dad when he drove down to see me in the 90s to a giant, I mean huge Japanese sword my father managed to steal from the site of a train wreck where military members had died in 1945 (to this day I don’t know how he got away with it). My father, using “walkers” would allow total strangers into his house as he placed his home phone number in the adds. I actually walked in on several of these transactions and he had a bunch of “crap” to sell. At the age of 91, he wasn’t budging and many would say “thank you for your service” but it did them no good, he wasn’t going to budge on the prices he had posted. PRICE IS NON-NEGOTIABLE and he meant it. I took great pride in him when his 1960s bedroom set (the kind that was solid wood) did not get the price he wanted, so he up and donated it to Habitat for Humanity and they were thrilled to pick it up and take it away. He had a GM SUV that had maybe 50K miles on it, and when no one would pay what he was asking, he donated it to a Methodist Church that was close-by. My father was a lot of things (sticky fingers if you know what I mean) but he never would allow anyone to take advantage of him, even in his advanced age and illness. He would rather give it to a worthy cause than let someone try to barter and try to wear him down just to get some cash. I now have things I am considering selling off, and from what I have read in this thread I think I will adopt my Dad’s attitude, if I don’t get the price I want, I will donate it. To this day, I can’t believe people would try to take advantage of an elderly, dying man, but they did. In the end, he had the last laugh.

Hospital worker here. Started a new contract job (I get a call from a head hunter, and head out) I had to head up a highway that has several rest stops, with known truckers where i've gotten lucky before. I left a little early, and made a stop. The particular one i stopped at had string of porta potties, i left the door open, bent over and waited. Someone came in not long after, grabbed me by the hips and slid in. Heard a huge grunt and felt the warm goo dripping out 🙂 I pulled up and went on my way to work. Not sure what he looked like but i was happy with my gift. I'm happy with my new route I pass a nice rest area to and from my shift so i'm hoping to take a lot more questionable loads WOOF

Chapter 17 “Ohhhh fuck yes Ben. That's my boy. Just like that…..ohhh….. right there….mmmm” Henry moaned and talked like a whore in front of Ben for the first time. Ben has his left arm elbow deep into his dad's ass. And right arm working just as hard but in Uncle Jerry's ass. Two brothers turned and faced each other as much as they could. The two brothers were both moaning and passionately and intensely making out with each other while Ben, a son and a nephew of these two men he grew up looking up to. He was alternating punching their holes. Their switching hard cock that wouldn't stop dripping precum let Ben knew that they loved what he was doing and that made me more eager to please them. Next thing Ben knew he had an intense orgasm and found that he shot a big load everywhere. “I guess that was just a dream” Ben looked around and no one else was in the room with him. The sun shining through the window is too much for his eyes. As he got to look for the bathroom, he realized this must be his dad's room. He walked in the bathroom and found his dad and uncle are both chilling in the jacuzzi tub and there are a few beer bottles around them already. “Good morning my boy. How are you feeling?” Dad said “I'm fine. A little sore and I might still be high bc I'm still kind of horny. But I woke up to a mess bc I had a wet dream so I'm gonna take a shower I think” I said “Go right ahead, but one quick question. Are you still serious about dropping out of school and come live with me and start a new future doing……what your uncle and I do?” Dad asked I mumbled dad's words softly to myself then I finally started to piece things back together and was waking up. “Does that mean I passed the assignments?” I asked and felt super excited “Mmmm…. presumably. I do still have one more assignment to do so but there's something we gotta do today so your final assignment will have to wait. Get dressed after you are done with showering” dad said “because we gotta go get your stuff out of the dorm today so I don't have to pay for another semester of everything. I'll handle the talk with you mom so don't worry about that”. Dad totally read what I was just about to ask. Other than that, I feel pretty comfortable moving in with Dad and doing and learning whatever to thrive in the porn industry. Clearly they found the niche and are doing well. It makes sense that I, a son and a nephew to them, join the family business. The three of us ate some light breakfast then got in the truck and headed on up to my school. I was exhausted so I slept the whole ride up. By the time we arrived at my dorm I was feeling much better. The dorm was pretty empty because technically school doesn't start for another week. Dad and Uncle Jerry wanted to have a cigarette so I told them I'll head on up first and see if anyone is at the front desk so I can borrow a cart or something to move my stuff. I went into the building and no one was at the front desk. There are some international students in the common area so the dorm isn't completely deserted. Seeing them reminded me of my roommate. He's a pretty good looking guy from the UK. I remember he told me that he wasn't going home and was just gonna stay in the dorm over the break. He beat off to porn all the time when I was in the room. He didn't care that I was gay. He was just comfortable being himself around me and never ever hinted at me about doing anything so I gave up on trying to mess around with him a long time ago. I will miss watching him stroking his hard cock unapologetically though because it was a great sight to see nonetheless. I took the elevator up to 5th floor and as soon as I walked out of the elevator I could already hear the sound of porn. I had thought it might be from my roommate Ronan and yep….I could be more sure the sound came from my dorm room as I walked up to my room. I opened the door and there he was. In the middle stroking to a porn of a blonde girl with unnaturally artificially large tits getting DPed, his favorite thing to watch. After the break I've had back home the past several weeks, I really wanted to just get on my knees in front of him to blow on his lube up dick. But I kept myself in control and just said hi to him “Ben!? How have you been? I didn't think you'd be back until next week” Ronan said with an awkward smile on his face. Something felt off but maybe because I'm not quite the same person I was a few weeks back. “It was great. I think I'm going to take a break from school so I'm actually here to pack up my stuff. My dad and my uncle should be here a bit to help me out.” I responded “Right on right on.” Ronan didn't finish masturbating. He turned off his porn and pulled his shorts on instead. Got up and gave me a hug and said “I'm gonna get myself something to eat. One of the cafeterias is still open but their hours are much shorter so I better go. Do you want anything?” “No. I'm good” I responded. In the back of my head, I still think he's acting strange but probably better this way because I have no idea what dad and uncle Jerry will say or do seeing a good looking dude from the UK stroking his meaty cock. There are a lot of scenarios going through my head but I'm only wearing a pair of jock and white shorts so I flushed those thoughts out of my head so I can stay focused on what I'm here to do. I don't know how long I have been packing. I hardly got anything done so I feel like it's only been 15 min max but I don't know for sure. Next thing I knew, Ronan came back already. Brought me a milkshake and said “hey Ben. Before you go, can I show you something? I've been waiting for you to come back to show you. It's in my car and I also need your help to get it out” “Yeah sure. Where's your car?” I asked “Just right outside” Ronan said That got me wondering where Dad and Uncle Jerry go. They couldn’t be smoking cigarettes still. I walked outside with Ronan and saw Dad's truck was still parked right outside but Dad and uncle Jerry were nowhere to be found. I acted normal and followed Ronan to a van and he said he's gonna go around to the other side so we can get the thing out together. I was just about to ask when did he get this car because I just remembered he's from the UK and I remember he told me that he doesn't know how to drive yet. Before I could get the question out, I felt someone grab me from behind and held a wet towel in my face tightly. I tried to fight back but it wasn't long until I was knocked out completely. I woke up in a haze. Didn't know where I was or how long I've been out. My eyes and mouth are taped shut but I could vaguely hear Ronan begging. I thought I heard him said “please don't do this. I did everything you've asked. Please let us go” then I heard the sound of fabric torn apart then after about 20 seconds, someone gasped, coughed, a long silence with occasional gulping sound. Then I heard the slapping sound of skin on skin contact. Then the sound of someone mhmming as if the person was refusing something. My imagination runs wild. I had no idea if this was a set up or real but based on what I heard, I wonder if Ronan got into trouble while I was gone on break. I don't even know if I'm right or if my mind is too perverted. All I could think of was his clothes getting ripped off and maybe his mouth was held shut and was given a slam then getting face fucked, which would make sense that he was begging whoever not to do this bc for a straight guy, that would be a nightmare. The skin on skin contact wasn't really clear. I thought it could be someone’s wet finger slapping on his hole then entering but he was refusing or maybe someone's dick slapping on his hole then entering but he was refusing. After that, I could hear someone's loud mmming, which I could only assume it was him penetrated anally followed by hard breathing and somewhat consistent moaning except I couldn't tell if it was uncontrollable moaning from all the new sensation of getting fucked the first time along with pain or pleasure. I couldn't tell if everything was a set up still or if we were in real danger. Even then I could feel my face getting warm and my shorts building a tent. That was when I realized my shorts were still on me bc I could feel it rubbing against the top of my cock. It made me more nervous that I was fully clothed because as weird as it sounds. If I was naked, I could have been sure dad and uncle Jerry had something to do with this. But if I'm clothed, I started to panicking at the uncertainty but I kept myself calm to try to think of a way to untie myself somehow. As I'm thinking, someone slapped my rock hard dick and made me grunt bc it hurt a lot. Then the person slick the side of my face and use a scissor to cut a slit in my shirt collar then ripped it into two to expose my chest. I heard Ronan for a second. He definitely sounded like he was moaning but still unclear in pleasure or pain bc all I heard was “mmmm…..BEN…..WMMMM..UP… AHHH” then the rest were the constant muffled moaning and the sound of skin on skin contact, deep pounding kind bc it was less frequent but sounded hard and firm. Even though worried, I couldn't help it to be turned on and my cock could not have been harder The unknown person slapped my dick the other way hard again and I grunted and this time moved my body toward the side he hit me trying to cope with the pain. Tear was definitely running down my face that's how hard the slap was. My shorts was pulled off and the person pull on my jockstrap elastic, letting it snap back at my waist a few times, taunting me for wearing a jock I'm guessing. His strong hand with a gulp of lube rested on the tip of my dick and started stroking it tightly. Fuck. I have never felt a hand job so good I started moaning uncontrollably. He occasionally pull on my balls and stroke from tip to the base of my dick with the same firmness, it was so good. He stopped all the sudden and put a mask on me. My nostril immediately filled with fragrance of poppers. It was cold and strong as much. I don't know if I'm too high but I also thought my face mask was filled with smoke. It has to be smoke from T because I started to get the familiar buzz. He then pulled my tied arms up so I'm just barely standing on my big toe. Then I heard Ronan let out a sign of relief but then he said “no please…. don't…don't” and the next thing I know I felt a warm hole sitting on the tip of my dick and then gravity pulled that juice wet warm hole down my shaft until I couldn't fuck any deeper”. I know it had to be Ronan’s hole bc he gasped when my dick went all the way in. Oh my God. I know I shouldn't like it. He wasn't doing this willingly but I've been bottoming so much, fucking a hole with my naturally huge cock felt so good. Refreshingly good. I couldn't help but push my pelvis forward. Again and again he let me dick sliding in and out of his tight virgin hole. I moaned under the tape on my mouth with pleasure while high AF from the popper and inhaling second hand t smoke. I could hear Ronan moaning too. No one is covering his mouth this time but I still wasn't sure if he fully enjoyed it but I didn't care bc I was. I tried really hard not to push my pelvis forward because I couldn't tell if he's now doing it on his own or forced to be fucked but I couldn't hold completely still either. Each time he swallowed my dick in, I push harder back to meet him. When they pinched his nipples occasionally, it made him grunt out loud and squeezed his hole tighter around my dick. I knew he was hard bc every now and then, his dick would swing down far enough and touched my stomach. Then all of the sudden, I felt a second dick trying to join my dick and opened up his hole. And also another dick from behind me breaking my hole open. Ronan started screaming “no no no….. but I heard the sound of duct tape ripped then muffled sound coming from Ronan” he most certainly didn't think he could take two dick meanwhile I was in heaven with a thick hard dick all the way in me. I could feel a dusty finger sliding alongside my dick in Ronan in and out of him several times. I was too buzzed to remember the number of dusty finger went in him bc the rock hard dick in me was accurately fucking my prostate while pinching my nipples hard. I don't know if Ronan is blindfolded like me or not. If he isn't, I must look like a sex craved slut bc my dick is still throbbing hard in him, waiting to resume fucking him while leaking crazy amount of precum in his hole bc my precum is getting pounded out of my dick by whoever is fucking my prostate and pinching my nipples. The other top grabbed the base of my dick to keep our dicks tight together. He didn't seem to be thrusting. But his dick is so incredibly hard. I could tell even though I was so high and fucked to the edge of eruption. I bet his mushroom head is just right on Ronan’s hole waiting for his muscles to give out and stop resisting. A bottom's muscle can only hold resistance up to a minute or so. After that, it'd involuntarily let loose and the bottom’s hole would have no choice but to let the monster at its door in. Do it once more at the second spincter, Ronan’s virgin hole would fucking be filled with our loads in no time. Then there it was. I could feel Ronan's hole relaxed as he started to gasp until no more voice came out of his throat. His hole expanded to suck both of our dicks in. The top behind me unexpectedly covered my face forcefully with an ice cold rag. It's maximum impact bc I got to know it all too well. Ronan must be under the same high bc as my head entering the head buzzing zone as if I could see pulses. His hole opened up to let both of our cocks in all the way. It was so warm, tight, and moist in him. He grunted in a tone like he could not believe what was going on. The tape on my mouth was unexpectedly ripped off and I felt a warm tongue shoved in my mouth. I did not bother to think about who's it was bc I couldn't take the fucking to my prostate for much longer and my cock in Ronan’s tight hole and my nipples pinched so hard it was so good. My body started to shake. I felt like all of us cum simultaneously. I could feel waves of cum rush up in Ronan then back down, covering my dick in mixed cum with the other top. Ronan's cock shot it all over my chest and chin and my inner wall could feel splashes of the top’s cum. My body shook uncontrollably for 20-30 seconds. Tapes over my eyes were finally ripped off. It took me a while to get over the residual high and got used to the light. I saw Ronan still have my cock in him and not at all restrained like I was. Dad was behind him and I'm on top of Uncle Jerry. We just had one of the best sex in my dorm room. I said “oh my God. Please tell me that was my final assignment and I passed. I have some questions to ask you, you motherfucker” I pointed at Ronan. The four of us slowly detached from one another. I was so exhausted I laid down on the bed and was looking up at the ceiling. Then I heard Uncle Jerry said “Benny boy. You are special so that was just a warm up act. Your final assignment starts now” I was shocked and sat up and saw uncle Jerry and ronan standing on each side of dad and slowly pushing in the biggest slam I have ever seen then they untied dad’s arm simultaneously. Then he chugged what seemed like 2 doses of G. Then both Ronan and uncle Jerry proceeded to exit the room. Dad turned around in a doggie position and pointed his beautiful man hole at me. Uncle Jerry said on his way out “your final test is to either fill that hole up until it overflows with no one else but your cum or you make your daddy cum hands free. Good luck” I have no idea how dad was able to hold still in doggie position after two giant slams in both arms. Muscle around his hole contracting like it is eager to be filled. His hole is the only thing that tells me that his heart rate was beating at a fast pace. I called out “dad?” Dad reached both hands around and spread his butt cheeks for me and said “come on Ben. Satisfy your old man's hungry hole. Give me that hard cock that I made for you. I'll do whatever you command me to do”

See to me, this is probably the way - maybe with prep (in hindsight I probably should have just done it myself but with my natural resistance I was concerned that it might cause issues). I have just started the journey but I will be starting meds tomorrow and I aim to get to undetectable as quickly as possible. it’s not even about me - my genetic and chosen families don’t need to be burdened with my health issues, nor do I have any intention on being constantly sick (I’ve already been through that with chronic UC and esophagitis and it’s no fun). Plus I have a great job, a fantastic circle and a life filled with love, fun and opportunities to experience and continue to evolve, inspire and enlighten that I intend to enjoy to the absolute fullest for as long as it is even slightly better than average. I’ve had so many scares- I mean back in the day we had to wait ten days for our test results and that was like torture) - and walked hand in hand with too many others who were not as fortunate as those of us who lived long enough for it not to be a death sentence - to be remotely afraid or even anxious. I know I’ll be fine. But if I could go back to last year and get on prep id much rather take a pill every day because I want to avoid it than to have to take one every day to keep from getting sick. That should be an easy choice and I have no qualms about saying it here despite the obvious. I had natural resistance but that’s not immunity and I knew that and took my chances anyway because I have been at peace with the idea of being infected since I first got bred back in the 80s by a HS classmate. I freaked out and got tested. He died a few years later. Same thing happened many times in my life. Lost three BEST friends and too many others to count and yet I still took as many loads from as many hung black tops as I possibly could with very little care about safety (always hated condoms). I GOT OVER FOR DECADES. And because I did, I will survive and everything will be fine until it isn’t because something happens. im not looking forward to having to disclose. I’m not looking forward to worrying about my health insurance and whether I can afford my meds. I’m not looking forward to telling my husband (although I know it’ll be okay it’s still a shitty conversation to have to have) and I’m not looking forward to dealing with opportunistic infections, side effects from the meds or having to see my doctor every couple months for maintenance. But I’m lucky and blessed and I know it - so to those here who are still negative, think twice before wishing for something else to have to deal with in your life. Its a complication that none of us need. I’m not saying don’t be a whore - be all kinds of whore! But I don’t encourage chasing. The phrase “be careful what you wish for” comes to mind. if you’re on the fence, get on prep until you actually WANT to get pozzed. If that’s your thing, cool. But if you’re just a lazy slut like me who doesn’t actually want to catch anything but doesn’t want to have to be careful, just get on prep and have some doxy handy and then give that hole to anyone who wants it by all means. I know its a breeding forum. But if our society crumbles and becomes a war zone or any one of the many apocalyptic possibilities comes to pass, it’s gonna be a bitch to find meds and a whole bunch of us are gonna end up dropping dead, so I also suggest squirreling away as many pills (arv or prep/doxy) as possible now so you aren’t fucked when shit goes down, which it eventually and inefficiently will.

I can relate. I have a flat on Zillow for rent. I get people wanting to rent when their net income is LESS than what I am renting the place for. Or they are looking because their landlord booted their ass out for non payment; and think I will even bother to discuss a lease. Or they say one thing and I get a true credit report only to find their actual income is a fraction of their stated income and debt up the wazzoo.. Seriously I don't even understand why they bother except to give me practice in declining their request for a walk through. OR I take some time to create a profile on Scruff. I actually answer the questions many ask. I date my posts so they know I didn't write my diatribe six years ago.... But every damned day I get some dunderhead who clearly is incapable of reading with understanding ask me inane questions I've answered including context. OR I have a car on the market right now and assholes want to work around my agreement with the posting site and mail me a check (which is damned near certain to be fraudulent). Always with come cock and ball story about some stupid family matter that requires us to work around the stated sales structure on the site.... As @viking8x6 now firmly believes, I take regular curmudgeon pills (it would seem). Rant accepted and understood @AirmaxUK

I think there are probably a lot of the white supremacist/proud boys/whomever groups are straight but incel; no woman with a lick of sense will touch them or even come close except to mace them.

There's a spot under my desk for a cute faggot whore like you.

I'm definitely a faggot. On my knees for a cock amd love to be degraded and humiliated. I'll worship a cock amd balls with my mouth, but honestly really love being held and throat fucked like a bitch.

There was a break in the flow of cocks eager for my arse and I managed to get off the slippery leather bench, grab the mop and torch and stagger upstairs. Bill was drinking tea behind the counter and grinned as he saw me emerge sweating and slimey with lube and spunk. "I guess you didn't get a chance to clean up!" He laughed. "Oh well, it'll wait until closing time now." I nodded and went off for a shower. As I was reveling in the hot water, I heard the doorbell ring, then Bill's voice saying "Hi" to Peter's mother who asked if he and Martin were ready to go. I dried off and walked naked into reception They were chatting at the counter. Peter's mother looked me up and down and said "Hello Timmy, getting much?" I flushed as Bill laughed, conscious of the spunk inside me. Arthur appeared and asked for a coffee "Hello, missus." He said She smiled. "Been up to no good?" and he winked at her, rubbing his cock which always seemed to be half hard. There were footsteps on the stairs and Martin appeared. He was, of course, nude and his face was a picture of embarassment as he saw Peter's mother standing there. "Oh..my." He said, standing with his hands in front of his stubby cock. "Well," She said "What have we here? Have these naughty men got up your bum, Martin?" His mouth gaped open and he went even redder in the face. Arthur's cock had risen to full erection and he pulled Martin over to the counter. "Don't mind if I get a bit do you?" He said to Peter's mother. "He's still nice and tight." "Help yourself," She replied "Don't mind me" Arthur pushed Martin face down on the counter. She handed him a sachet of lube and watched him anoint his cock then slide it into Martin's fat bottom with a satisfied grunt. Martin gasped and looked at her and she just patted him on the head "Good lad. Knock him up Arthur." Arthur began to thrust in and out as She turned to Bill. "So, is Peter around?" "He'll be down in a minute, I think" Said Bill "What are you doing tonight?" They chatted as Martin was buggered next to them, as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. " Ahh..." gasped Arthur after a while. "I'm cumming!" He pushed into the lad and his slack buttocks clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed as he spurted. After a few minutes he pulled out and we all saw the heavy drool of sperm leaking from Martin's cunt. Bill produced the old rag from under the counter and Peter's mother used it to wipe Martin's bottom. "Right then," She said "Go and get dressed and Timmy here can go and get Peter. It's time we went home for tea.2

Strapped and ready for action

-Martin I felt the sweet burn of meth in my throat as I sucked down the smoke from my pipe. I watched as Chris passed out from Greg fucking him. It was pathetic really I could take Greg’s cock like it was nothing but I guess everyone starts somewhere. My hole was still gaped from my masters cock, his cum slowly dripping from me. At this point barely a day passed without him filling me. I’d convinced Chris that I just lubed myself up before he would fuck me though I have no idea how he never noticed how loose I was. I’m glad that Chris will be joining me soon. I love him in a way, not like the love I have for master but kind of like a brother. I still remembered when I started down the path that led here. - It was the summer between my freshman and sophomore year. I stayed in the city over the summer cause I rented an apartment year round. I was still staying loyal to Chris because I thought we were in love. I’d go to random gay bars but turn down everyone who offered to fuck me which was a lot. Chris was supposed to come up the first weekend after class ended and I had been jerking off to the thought every day since. It had been nearly a year since we fucked and my hole was HUNGRY. Friday afternoon however he canceled saying some bullshit about needing to help a family friend. I was fucking pissed but wasn’t about to sit around like a loser. I went to a straight club planning to blackout instead of dealing with my feelings, however after one drink I met the most beautiful man in the world. He had thick brown hair that I would later learn covered his entire body. He was wearing black slacks and a white button up that was bulging with his thick muscular body. I was already in awe and then he came up and talked to me. He was at least a foot taller than me and had a deep dreamy voice. “What are you doing drinking by yourself handsome” the man said “ drowning my sorrows in vodka what about you” I responded trying to be nonchalant “Ha” he laughed “ I’m looking for something or someone to do tonight, so why are you sad, girl trouble, boy trouble” he said slyly while showing a shining white grin “ boy trouble” I answer “ trust me the only girl trouble I have is holding my friends hair up when they get wasted” “Damn I’m sorry to hear that a hot boy like you should have your pick of the litter” Holy shit he called me hot I thought “You wanna go somewhere else and talk about it” he placed a massive calloused hand on the small of my back “Sure” I said “but I do have a boyfriend” “And I have no intention of getting in the way of that” he said, leading me outside. Once we got to the street he hailed a cab and guided me in. I wasn’t going to cheat on Chris even if he was being an asshole and I was with the hottest man on the planet I wasn’t. We pulled up to a bar called the bloody scorpion. “I’ve never heard of this place” I said as we left the cab “It’s my bar I’d be happy to show you around sometime if you’d like” he told me as we walked to a door next to it. “This here is my place” He opened the door to a stairwell the lead above the bar. “Wow do you live up here” I asked as we entered a clean semi-modern studio Apartment. “I do” he responded “you like” “Definitely I think that the space between your couch and the wall is bigger than the apartment I share with 3 people” “Thank you I try to take care of it. You want something else to drink or would you like something stronger” Fuck did I just go home with a druggy. I don’t do anything but weed I thought. He must’ve seen the look on my face and added. “Oh just weed, nothing too bad” he said with a chuckle “ we’ll get the meth out later” I laughed back “oh yeah I love pot I was scared for a second there” “No need to be scared let’s just go up to the roof to smoke though” he said We went up to his roof which had a small garden and patio furniture and shared a blunt as I bitched about Chris. “So you’re hoping to get back at him tonight is that why you came here.” The man asked “No I’d never cheat on the man I love, I hope that’s not disappointing” I answered. “Not at all, though if you’d like I could help you with your hole without it being cheating” “What do you mean” I asked curiously “Not to brag but I have an impressive collection of toys downstairs and would be happy to use them to help you get relief.” I thought about it for a minute but I guess it didn’t count if it was just toys “Yeah that would be great just toys though nothing more” “Of course” he answered He guided me down to what must’ve been a basement under the bar. I saw another stairwell that must lead to it since this was clearly being used as storage. There was a door at the back of the hallway that he lead me through. “I just realized I don’t know your name” I asked as I entered the dark room “When you’re in here call me master” he said in what I thought was a joking tone. “Ok master” I answered jokingly “Good boy now let’s leave our clothes here” he said pointing to a small table. It was the first time I was naked in front of someone besides Chris and was really nervous while master stripped right to his bulging jock strap. He was even more magnificent naked. His hairy thick body was covered in tattoos and his white jock was clearly stained but that only made it look better as it was clearly full to bursting. “ you nervous boy” master asked grinning “ a little bit yeah” “Take your time I’ll go get some stuff out for you” he said as he walked further into the dark room. I stripped fully down. I was glad I shaved expecting Chris to come. Just then green light flooded the room and I saw it all. This was a fully kited out playroom any porn studio would be jealous of, the walls were covered up and down with different sex toys most of which I was clueless about. In the middle were several slings, benches, and other furniture I assumed was for sex but couldn’t guess how. “Holy fuck do you secretly operate a porn empire here” I asked approaching the sling master had brought a chair and table to. “I’ve been know to film a video or two” he said with a laugh. “Well looks like someone’s got a cock on them don’t you boy” “Yeah I guess I do but I’m a bottom through and through” “That’s understandable, Now hop into the sling and we’ll get started” I tried to pull myself into the sling but it was fairly high and I had never been in one before so I slipped. Master picked me up and easily lifted me into the sling. He secured my legs in the air with cuffs but left my hands free. “Now I think it would be best if you put a blindfold on so that you can fully enjoy the feeling without being intimidated by the size” he said as he put a sleep mask over my face. I heard him walk away for a minute before I felt a cold sensation on my hole. I felt my hole part for something and let out a moan as it had been so long. “Damn I’m only putting the lube in and you’re already moaning like a whore” master said before I felt the cold sensation flood my guts as I assumed he squirted me full of lube. It felt so good having any thing in my ass I was already panting. “I’m gonna put the first dildo in now that okay boy” master asked I only moaned in response as I felt the plastic head spread my hole. It felt orgasmic having something inside me again and I kept moaning with every push. He fucked me with it for a few minutes before moving up to a higher size. He continued this for what felt like eternity. “Alright boy this one is pretty big but let’s try it” he said as I felt a large head press against my hole. He pressed hard for a few minutes but it wouldn’t go in. “I think I’ve got something to help with this, you want this dildo right boy” he ask “Yes please I need it” I moaned out “Alright I’m going to put something under your nose and you need to inhale it and hold till I tell you” he said. I heard a cap unscrewed and a hiss next to me then he pressed one of my nostrils down and told me to inhale. It smelled like chemicals but I breathed it in before he did the same to my other nostril. “Alright exhale now boy” he said and I felt a rush as he pushed the dildo deep into me. I felt amazing and the dildo filling me only made it better. “How about you take off that blindfold now son.” He told me As I took the blindfold off I saw him sitting between my legs holding a dildo balls deep into me. Once he saw I had taken it off he pulled it all the way out revealing that it was at least 8 inches long and three inches thick. This was the biggest thing I’d ever had in me. He handed me a vial and said. “This is what I gave you to open you up it’s called poppers , keep inhaling it so that you stay stretchy just like I showed you okay boy” I only moaned in response before hitting the poppers again. I didn’t like drugs but at this point I needed this dildo in my ass and didn’t care. Master kept fucking me with the dildo for at least an hour before it started to fit without the poppers. My cock had been dripping precum all night and I had begun to feel a weird sensation in my ass. It felt like something was build and I started to squirm before suddenly the most intense orgasm of my life hit me. Piss flowed from me and I feel my hole pushing out as my mind was clouded by pleasure. “Ha ha seems like someone had their first pissgasm” master said chuckling as my pleasure subsided “Oh my god I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to” I stammered out “Don’t apologize boy pleasure is the point of this room, just lick it up and we’re fine” “Huh” i asked in shock “I said lick your piss off my floor” he repeated slowly before lifting me off the sling and onto the ground where my piss puddle laid. I had never drank piss before but my head was still clouded by the orgasm and weed so I stuck my younger out to try and found an amazing bitter sweet flavor. I eagerly licked the rest of the floor clean loving the taste. “Seems like someone’s a natural piss pig” master said as I looked up at him “ there’s a car outside that’ll take you home and give you my number call me if you want to do this again” “Yes master” I said before leaving “thank you”

Hey guys. This is the first story I've written in awhile. I used to have an account as btm4bbrn, but deleted it awhile back for personnel reasons. This first chapter has a bunch of lead up, I promise there will be more exciting chapters soon. As always, feed back is always a appreciated! Check out my other stories. They are: Scorpion Bikers Turned Over Christmas XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Chapter 1 This is a story about how I, a once straight college jock boy, was turned into a bottom slut for black cock overnight by a random stranger. A little about me. My name is Riley, and I am about to start my Sophomore year of college. I'm about 19 years old, and stand about 6'2" and 170lbs. My white body is not overly muscular, but I was pretty toned from playing sports in high school and hitting the weights during my freshman year. I have brown hair, with a high fade on the sides that led to longer hair on top that I kept in a messy look. It all started as I was waiting at the gate to catch my flight back to college. I had just flown into Chicago from Iowa, and was waiting to catch my connecting flight. I grew up in a smaller midwestern town and I was going to college in Georgia. I did not want to be so far from home, but I had gotten an academic scholarship. Due to the distance, my parents decided to pay for me to fly back to school to save on a multi day road trip in my car that was not all that reliable. They had drove me down to school last year, but this year they decided that I could make the trip down myself. I sat at the gate, waiting for the 830pm flight, scrolling through Tik Tok on my phone with my airpods in. I noticed movement in the corner of my eye, and saw somebody sit down across from me. I looked up and saw a very large black man sitting there, also scrolling through his phone. This man looked to be in his late 30's, and he was wearing dress slacks and polo shirt. This man was ripped, with bulging arms with big veins that were stretching the sleeves of his shirt. His pants were tighter, and I noticed his calves and thighs looked solid against the fabric. He looked to be about 6'4", with hair buzzed short on the sides that led to longer curly hair on top. He and black scruff on his face, and I could see some tattoo's stretching out from under his sleeves and going down his arms, but I was unable to make out what they were. I went back to my phone, and soon heard the gate agent come over the PA to say that the flight was delayed due to maintence. About an hour later, the gate agent came back on and told us that they were unable to fix the issue and that the flight would be cancelled. The next flight would be the next day when they were able to get a spare part in. I groaned and pulled out my cell phone, calling my girlfriend over my airpods. I had been dating Audrey since the middle of my freshman year, and we had managed to do the long distance relationship over the summer. The phone rang, and she eventually picked up. I told her about the flight, and she was upset that it was now going to be even longer until we were able to see each other, even if it was only another couple hours, or at most a day. I told her I would spend the night in the airport since I didn't have money for a room, and we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. No sooner then right after I hung up the phone and took my airpods out did a hear a voice, and realized the black man sitting across from me was talking to me. "Bro you really planning to spend the night in the airport? Thats fucking brutal!" the man said. "Yeah dude, headed back to school and I'm pretty tight on money. Looks like I'm camping out tonight" I smirked and said back to him as I gathered my things. "Nah man. I just booked a room at the airport hotel here. It's got two beds. I can't let you stay here over night buddy thats just wrong". I told him I appreciated the offer, but I would be fine staying for just one night. The man was persistent, and would not talk no for an answer. He was adamant that I take up his offer, telling me he just felt bad knowing I was gonna be sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. He eventually wore me down, and I agreed to stay with him, mostly because it was apparent he was not going to take no for an answer. I figured whats the worst it could be, it's only one night and it beat sleeping on the floor in a crowded airport. Little did I know this decision would change my life forever. I grabbed my backpack and followed him, as he drug his small carry on bag behind him. We made small talk as we walked across the airport and over to the hotel across the street. I found out his name was Adrian, and that he was here visiting for work and trying to get home as well. I told him I was going back to college, and that I was from Iowa. We stopped at the baggage carousel on the way out of the airport to grab my luggage, but the airline said the luggage was already loaded into the plane and they did not have the staffing to have anybody unload them. I just laughed to myself, my day had gone from bad to worse.What next I thought to myself. I did not have any spare clothes or anything to wear besides what I had on. Adrian just laughed and "Boy they are really screwing you over tonight. Don't worry we will figure something out", and with that he kept walking. We got checked into the hotel, and Adrian insisted we grab food at the restaurant in the hotel lobby. I tried to just sit there and not order anything since I did not have money, but Adrian insisted I order and that he was buying. I ordered a burger and a water, and we made small talk as we ate. Adrian asked about school, home, and if I had a girlfriend. I filled him in on Audrey, and he just smiled and said "good for you bro." I found out he was single, and had just joined a business firm after getting out of the military and he was traveling for work. Adrian sat and drank whiskey while I sipped on water as we visited. I wanted nothing more but to get to the room so I could get to bed and get on my flight the next day, but Adrian seemed to be in no sense of a hurry. We continued talking, mostly him asking me questions and staring at me with his brown eyes. His attitude was matter of fact, and he was kind of arrogant, but who was I to judge a man who was giving me a place to stay and even bought me a meal. Eventually the restaurant said they were closing and forced us out. We grabbed our things and I followed Adrian up to the room. Once in the room, Adrian told me I could hit the shower and wash the travel dirt off of me. I didn't particularly want to shower, but he said it in a way that made me feel like I should, and I felt like it was the polite thing to do if this man was suggesting it. "I know you don't have anything to change into, I'll see if I have anything for you to wear buddy" he called out as I went into the bathroom. I told him that was not necessary and got into the shower. I turned off the water and got out of the shower. As I pulled the curtain back I noticed all of my things were out of the bathroom. My clothes were gone, and my wallet and cellphone were missing from the bathroom counter. What the fuck I thought to myself. "Hey Adrian have you seen my things?", I yelled out of the bathroom. "Bro I grabbed them, come out here I found something for you to wear". Jesus I thought to myself, this guy is just over the top. I tucked a towel around my naked waist, and awkwardly walked out of the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom Adrian was standing at the foot of the bed, wearing only a pair of black boxer briefs and a gold necklace. I could see his chest was firm and round, and the crotch of the boxers had a rather large bulge. This threw me off at first, but then I quickly figured Adrian must be getting ready to hop in the shower himself. "Get the fuck over here faggot and get on your knees". What the fuck I thought to myself, there's no fucking way. This guy must have me confused for something else. "Ah...ha...I don't swing that way buddy, remember I told you I have a girlfriend?" This seemed to put Adrian into a rage, and I saw fire in his eyes. He lurched forward, and grabbed me by the throat with one hand, and grabbed my dick through the towel with his other hand. I immediately panicked, and tried to back up and break free, but this man towered over me and was much stronger. He held me with a firm grip, and I struggled to breath as he held my throught and it felt like he was going to rip my dick off. "Did you think you were getting all of this for free boy? You think you were just gonna take advantage of a free room, eat a meal on my dime, and not have to pay for it? No I know your white college ass is broke as fuck, but you're gonna pay another way. Maybe next time you should think twice about staying with random strangers". My heart race and I panicked, not knowing what the fuck was going on or how I was going to be able to talk myself out of this predicament. "Please..just let me...go man I'm so sorry" I struggled to get out, with the large black hand still firmly around my neck. "You got two options here white boy. Either you can walk out of this room right now, stark naked and figure out what to do with yourself, or you can spend the night with me and work off your debt in other ways with that sexy body of yours. If you stay, you're gonna become very friendly with my big cock before you catch that flight tommorrow. Also, I got your phone and wallet locked in the safe, so those will be staying with me until I decided to give them back in the morning". Adrian eased up on my throat, and asked "Well whats it gonna be boy?". I sat there in silence, not knowing what to say or do. It felt like I had a frog in my throat and my stomach had dropped to the floor. I had no idea what other option I had other than to stay, because god knows I couldn't walk into the lobby naked as the day I was born without being arrested. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I was repulsed at the thought of what this man planned to do to me, but I decided that I would do what I had to do to get through the night and get on my plan tommorrow and let all of this be a distant memory. "I...uh...I guess I will...uh...guess I will stay Adrian" I gulped and looked down at my feet, wishing I could just crawl into a hole and disappear. My hands were trembling and I dreaded what the rest of this night might bring.

BLACKMAILED FOR MY ASS Dan was a nice guy that I met online. He’s ‘straight’, married to a woman who was at work too much, and wanted to dip his toe in the guy pool. That’s where I come in. After chatting online for a couple of weeks, his wife went out of town to visit her mother in another city. This left him with the house to himself to finally play and indulge in the fantasies he’d been getting off to for who knows how long. I’m no model pin-up or anything, but some people think I’m attractive. And I’ve got a great, fuckable ass that would never turn down a load. From the pictures Dan had sent me, he’s about ten years older than my 45, more of a Daddy, and attractive in his own way. Not all burly or buff, just a regular guy with slightly thinning hair and a slightly thickening middle. But that’s okay. It was his dick I was interested in, anyway. The rest never mattered much to me. I arrived at his place as planned and ready to play. I wasn’t in the mood to waste time, so as soon as I got in the front door, I dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of his shorts -even before he got the door closed! He was a little panicked at that, but also surprisingly turned-on. Maybe he had a little voyeur in him just aching to get out. I sucked him to hardness and then he was ready to fuck. Neither of us was in the mood to waste time, apparently. I was liking him more and more. We’d talked about condoms already and I told him I don’t like them. Well, more than that -I wouldn’t accept them. If he wanted to fuck me, he would have to do it raw or not at all. He’d been stuck using condoms on his own wife for years, so he was kind of eager to fuck someone without. Lucky me. Especially with the choice piece of meat he had swinging between his legs. The perfect size for me, really. Not too big, not too small. A decent thickness that you can no doubt feel but won’t be destroyed by upon first entry. I’d already lubed a little at home in hopes that he would want to just get down to the deed, so right there in the entry way, he spun me around and placed my hands up on the wall like I was a perp and he’s a cop about to frisk me. He did feel me up and down while I was in this position, but when he got to my lower half, he yanked my nylon trackies down to my ankles, exposing my bare butt in nothing but a jock strap. I heard him make an approving growl in his throat, and then seconds later his fat cock head was pressed against my opening. I hadn’t been fucked in a while, so I knew it might be a little rough getting started. I closed my eyes and tried to think relaxing thoughts, willing my hole to relax and open up naturally for him. This actually does work for me, and it did now. It’s like easing the tension from your shoulders, only with my butt hole. I felt myself relax and then like magic my hole just yawned open and his cock slowly slid a couple of inches in. “Jesus!” he hissed. “It’s like your hole is eating me up! Fucking unreal!” I felt it, the minor discomfort of taking someone in me after so long without, but it felt so damn good, all I could do was moan. He moaned his appreciation, too. And then he slowly sank the rest of his shaft in me until he was balls deep. He held there for a moment, reaching around and pinching my nipples, which got my hole fluttering over his cock. I guess that was the signal he needed to move, so he started rutting his hips, lightly smacking my butt cheeks with his abdomen with every sharp thrust. His strokes lengthened, and turned more frantic. Before long Dan was slamming full length in and out of me, his hands gripping my hips tightly, while we stood in the entry way of his house, grunting and groaning like animals rutting in heat. It was fucking awesome! “I . . . I don’t think I’ll last much longer,” he panted. “Do it, cum in me!” I yelled. More like begged, really. “Yeah? You like getting bred like a little whore?” he snarled in my ear, which really only turned me on more. He hadn’t said much of anything through the fuck, but this slightly rougher side was fucking hot. And when we’d been chatting online, I told him I liked to be called names and stuff while getting pounded, but at the time he didn’t seem all that into it. Glad I was wrong about that. “Fuck yeah!” I shouted. “I love getting bred! Cum in me!” I felt like a man possessed, but it was more like an addiction -I needed his seed swimming in my guts. “Take it, pig! Take my load up your whore ass!” he growled. I leaned my forehead against the wall, removed my hands from the wall and reached behind me to pull his hips flush against my ass so he was buried as deep as possible. I held him there for a moment, rippling my hole over the length of him, practically siphoning the seed straight out of his balls. That pushed him over the edge, he pulled back and slammed extra hard and extra deep, his arms wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe while his balls emptied into my willing hole. I was in heaven once again. That moment is always heaven to me. He was breathing hard, his forehead resting on the back of my neck, as he collected himself and slowly withdrew his softening cock from my happy hole. I turned around to thank him but before I could utter a word, he reached up and grabbed hold of my face, pulling me into a passionate kiss. He’d made such a point of being a ‘straight’ married man, I never expected he’d want to kiss me, but kiss me he did! When we came up for air, I must have looked confused, because he said, “I just had to kiss you. That was the best fuck I’ve ever had. I couldn’t help myself. I just . . . I just needed to kiss you. Your ass is fucking amazing.” He was breathing hard and smiling wide. I’d done my job. We had agreed that our first meet would be brief, so we could feel comfortable, and also leave us wanting more. So I began to slowly dress myself, clenching my hole tight so I didn’t lose a drop of his cum. Once fully dressed, he kissed me again, and then I was on my way. He texted me later to thank me again, and to set up another fuck -soon! Over the next couple of days we swapped messages, just flirting until I could get over there again. But on the second day, I was at home later that night, and I got a strange message from him. Might be in trouble here, not sure how we should proceed. Ominous, right? I text him back, What’s wrong? The wife back in town? His reply was, My next door neighbor apparent heard us fucking, and saw us through the front window. He said if I didn’t want my wife to know, I had to let him fuck you the next time you come over. And he thought this was a problem? The more the merrier! What pig would ever turn down extra loads? I quickly sent a message back, telling him it was more than fine and to not even worry. What I didn’t know is that his next door neighbor had secrets of his own. Secrets that would change my life forever.

Many words have been written on our frustrations with how people act on the hookup apps: More flakes than a bowl of Raisin Bran. Recently I've advertised a motorcycle for sale on eBay, Autotrader, MCN and Facebook Marketplace. I was struck by the parallels: First enquiry was someone trying to scam me into giving personal details out including c/card. Second enquiry was from someone dead keen, but then ghosted after the initial message. Third one was a guy who wanted lots and lots of detailed photos - and when I obliged he said it was "too far to travel". Fourth guy was again really interested and wanted to visit to do the deal but couldn't commit to a date/time. Fifth one was again a first initial message but then ghosted. Number six arranged to come and view the bike but never showed up. I called to see if he was having difficulty finding me, and he claimed he'd visited and I hadn't answered the door. (I was actually in the front yard so I would have seen him if he showed up) The latest showed up today but with only *half* the money - and his negotiation tactic was that the cash machine ran out of money and would only give him this much so I should accept that as his offer because he came 'all this way'. All strangely familiar... I guess it's just human nature or me getting grumpy and intolerant in my middle age. The other option is of course to trade-in at a dealer or use a service like webuyanybike.com - where you get roughly 60p on the £1 for what it's worth. That feels like paying to get fucked! Rant over. Normal service is resumed.

Agreed, even if I'm not at a bath, it seems often easier to hook up later at night when guys aren't as particular and are in need of givin or takin a load.

After last night's performance, both parties should be calling for their primary winners to step down.

He went on the campaign trail with the MAGA candidate for Congress in my district in 2022, is the only reason I know who he is.

I remember the Mine Shaft parties in the Meat Packing district. The piers by Christopher Street off the W. Side Highway.

I have always been attracted to married or bi guys. Especially those with kids. It turns me on so much knowing that if I was a girl they could get me pregnant with their proven fertile seed. I started checking out a bi site looking for married bi guys with kids that wanted some bare arse on the side and were nice and verbal about knocking someone up with their fertile seed. I am in my late 40’s with an average dad bod. Mostly smooth except for below and my arse. Medium length light brown hair and almost the adult version of geeky. Not normally popular, but sometime get lucky with a random load when another guy is desperate to release his seed and doesn’t care what’s attached to the hole. After not much happening on the bi site I get a message from a 35-year-old middle eastern guy that lived close to me. As with most bi guys, he doesn’t have a face pic on his profile, just a body pic. And he is a defined/toned olive skin guy with well-trimmed outlined hairy chest. The kind that drives me wild. Nice and thick hair, but shaped nice around his chest and trailing down below his belt line. I could see his mouth but nothing higher and he had a nice trimmed 5-day growth beard on him that I could spend hours, if not days, smooching until I had severe beard rash. Profile was simple, “happily married father of two needs a man’s hole to fill on occasion”. I was certain it was a fake profile when I got the tell-tale “hey, how’s it going?”. After a bit of back and forth I was starting to believe it was more of a real profile with each message. He was your typical confident, dominant alpha male. Knew what he wanted and I expected he would always get it. Based on his pictures, I had no doubt he always got what he wanted. As the chat went on, he talked about his wife and kids and how he loved them, but also needed a man to please him. He preferred fucking guys because he thought their arses were always tighter and felt better than a pussy. He was looking for someone regular to breed he felt he could trust. I was totally up for the challenge. I was a bit worried though as he just came across as quite dominant, and I am not really into rough sex. As we chatted more, I raised this as I didn’t want to disappoint him if we hooked up. He made a point of saying that even though it is just sex, when he fucks a guy, it’s about the connection and joy of being inside another man and sharing his fertile seed. He considered himself a passionate fucker and not a rough one. He said he wanted it anonymous to start until he was comfortable, so he didn’t have to worry about being outed. I was up for that. He said he was going out for drinks with his mates after work the coming Friday and would like to drop by on his way home, find me arse up on all fours blind folded so he could “give me his potent seed and his babies”. I was weak at the knees just at the thought of it and was up for the task. He asked if I was on Prep cause he had to be careful, and I said I was not since I stopped a few months ago for a break. But I also had been tested only a week earlier as part of my three-monthly check and was all clear and had not been fucked for 3 months anyhow, so he should be safe. I was worried that might change his mind. His response surprised me. “I’m okay with that, but if I enjoy your arse and want to fuck you more, then you need to not fuck around with anyone else during that time. I really need to be careful about the wife and kids”. While I was not overly thrilled at the thought of losing possible fucks, the truth was I wasn’t having much luck anyhow. But, hey, it’s gotta work for the both of us I thought. So, I decided to be brave and responded. “I’ll not let anyone fuck me while you are fucking me on one condition. You need to make sure you come over and fuck me at least once a week, so I don’t go unfulfilled too.” The response was swift and short, “DEAL”. Followed by, “One other thing. And if this is a turn off it’s pretty much a deal breaker. I get pretty verbal. Nothing bad, but I’ll be telling you how much I want your hole, and how much I am going to breed you and knock you up with my babies etc. You need to be ok with that.” My response was just as swift as his previous one, “wouldn’t want it any other way”. So come Friday night and after a day of fasting and prepping, I got a message on the site. “Address and be there in 30 mins”. I sent the address and instructions and got ready. Blind folded and arse up on the bed with my arse pre-lubed and ready to take his babies. Soon enough I hear the door open, and I hear him walk into the room. I feel his hand slowly caress my arse and he says in what must be one of the deepest and sexiest voices, “Man, that’s ten times better than your pics. No rubbers, no birth control. I’ll knock you up in no time”. Nothing more was said as I hear his pants undone and I feel the head of his cock slipping up and down my hole as he gets hard. All I hear are grunts of approval. I am expecting this bull to slam in and fuck me hard, but he doesn’t. Slowly, he edges inside me until I feel his balls hit my crack. He is definitely a nice 8-inch cock or more. But not uncomfortably so. It feels so good. Probably because he has taken it so slow. Balls deep inside me he leans over my back, and I feel his beard as he kisses me neck and ear. “The missus has been holding out on me all week, so I won’t last long. But it’s gonna be a big 7-day load. I shoot big and deep. Like to get it in as far as I can to knock you up.” I am in heaven and my own cock is rock hard and dripping precum on the bed. He slowly starts fucking me and it is very sensual and deep which I was not expecting. He continues to moan in pleasure as he fucks me slowly for about 5 minutes and then starts saying, “I’m close. No turning back now. No morning after pill for us boys. You ready to have my babies?” He starts to pick up pace and again asks, “you want my babies? You want me to knock you up?”. I can tell he is close, and I lose myself and almost yell, “Yes. Please! Knock me up”. In a deep thrust he bottoms out and yells, “Take it. Take my babies.” And I actually feel the wetness inside as he floods my inside with what must be one of the biggest loads I have ever taken fills me up. He stays inside me twitching for almost a minute grunting constantly as he tries to pump more and more of his fertile seed in me. He leans in and once more passionately kisses my neck as the last drops of his DNA is deposited inside me. “I’ll give you that at least once a week if you make sure I am the only one. If you get knocked up I wanna be sure I am the father”. I respond, “Done”. He then slides out of me and pulls his pants up. I am expecting to hear him leave, but I hear him walking around the side of the bed and my head is gently pulled up and he kisses me for a good minute while I am still blindfolded. He tastes so good. Manly. Smoker too which turns me on so much. Then I hear the front door close as he leaves. I take the blind fold off and see a note on the side table. “Text me so I have your number so I can let you know when I am coming. Dan” I grab a butt plug from my side drawer and slide it in. I am determined to have his babies. I fall asleep with the plug and his seed inside me. Waking up in the middle of the night to remove the plug, I note nothing comes out with it. Excellent. I have absorbed all of him. I text him the next day and keep it generic in case his phone isn’t private. I don’t wanna ruin this. 10pm the very next evening I get a text. “30mins, be ready”. I am surprised as I was not expecting to hear from him again for another week. Sure enough, he comes over and it is a repeat of the previous night. And then again, the following night. Every night for three nights running. How could I be so lucky. Well, it doesn’t stop there. He then comes over after work every day for the following week. 7 loads over 7 nights running without a night off. Same thing every night. But on the 7th night, I find an envelope on the dresser this time with what looks like a letter in it. I lay on the bed, this time with some seed dripping from my hole and read his note. “Thanks for letting me breed you non-stop for the last 7 days. It’s time to be honest about a few things. Firstly, I am not married, and I don’t have any kids. Sorry about that lie. One month ago, I tested positive for HIV. If we ever talk again, I’ll be happy to explain how. Initially I wanted to just poz as many guys as I could because I was so angry about it. What I was not expecting was to actually like you. From that first night, my thoughts changed from pozzing you because I hated everyone for what happened to wanting you to share this journey with me. If I pozzed you, then we would have something in common. I selfishly wasn’t thinking about how that would impact you, I just wanted to be part of you and foolishly thought that you would accept that and want to have me inside you and with you forever afterwards. I do apologize for doing this, and strangely, I really like you. Who knows, you may be lucky and still be ok and it may not take but go get tested and totally understand if you never want to hear from me again.” I am initially shocked. But remind myself that there is nothing going on in my life and there is really no life to ruin. I am more surprised that he liked me. I spend the next day contemplating what has happened and don’t respond until the next evening. “Dan. Thank you for your honesty. The only thing I am upset about is that I don’t know what the father of my babies looks like. I am going to throw the ball back in your court. I have booked a nice cabin for 2 nights by the ocean 2hrs drive down the coast. I am leaving after work on Friday and staying there Friday and Saturday night. Coming home Sunday afternoon. If your letter is genuine, then meet me at my place on Friday at 6pm with an overnight bag. Come away with me and show me how much you want to be part of me and my life. Spend the entire weekend inside me to make sure it takes. I won’t get tested until the end of the month to give you time to do the job properly. And I expect my man to come with me for the good news. Up to you. But know that I want this and I want you. Andrew xxx” TBC

More to the point, he's a FUCKING NAZI. Literally a Nazi.

Met this guy while roller-blading in the park a while ago. He was cute, about 22 years old, newly gay, only been fucked once. We just started hanging out as friends and doing stuff. I wasn't looking for a relationship, and he was. He had those eyes for me that followed me everywhere I went, and watched my body move any chance he got. He was a really sweet kid, and we had a lot of fun, but nothing ever happened. We'd been hanging out for about 6 months, and he knew I was poz, and we'd discussed sex a lot. He knew I was into barebacking strictly, and all about my past. He wanted me anyway. He wanted me to be his boyfriend, but as I said, I wasn't looking for any sort of commitment, and I knew if I had sex with him, he'd only get more emotionally involved. I'd been experimenting with bondage, mostly being tied up for a few months, and had chatted with this guy online for a while about getting together. After taking all the safety measures of getting to know him, and trust him, we finally agreed to meet. We'd been talking for about 3 months online so far. He had someone he said who wanted to watch the scene we would do, but not be involved in it. He said the guy was young, cute, and curious to try it himself, and wanted to see how things went. I have never minded doing stuff in public or being watched, so I agreed. I got to the guy's house that Saturday night, and he immediately stripped and blindfolded me He then led me naked down to his basement, where he had a dungeon setup. I was already hard, and dripping as I was going down the stairs. He tied me to a St. Andrews cross, fully spread eagle, naked, tied at the wrists, ankles, and waist by soft nylon ropes. He did his things to me then, since this isn't really a bondage group, I won't get into all the details, but suffice it to say, my cock was tied, teased, and my body was in exquisite pain/pleasure for about 2 hours. I was begging to be allowed to cum at this point, and he knew it. He told me the guy had been watching the whole scene, and it made my already hard dick throb even more (there was a huge wet puddle of my pre-cum under me), and ooze out another thick glob of juice, as I felt it slowly drool out of my dick and slide down to the floor. He removed the blindfold then, and it took me about a minute for my eyes to readjust to seeing after 2 1/2 hours of being totally in the dark. There before me stood my bondage top, and a little behind him and against the wall, was "the kid." This was the kid I'd mentioned earlier, my little buddy. He'd been watching me the whole time. I was confused, and surprised, but not angry. The kid told me he had worked out a deal for the top guy, and had him talk to me online, so he could see me having fun finally. I laughed, and didn't really mind. He'd probably be even more focused on me now, but we hadn't had sex, and it was alright. They both kind of looked at each other, and the top said that I didn't realize the full extent of the deal. I was confused. The top stripped the kid naked before me, and began tying him up as well, only he was being tied face down, reverse hogtied, with his body bent over a padded structure, his legs open and spread and tied to the legs. Wow, I thought, I get to watch and get off too. That wasn't what the "deal" was though. All the time the kid was being tied, the top continued to keep me hard and on edge, so I was still bursting at the balls. Finally the kid was tied up, and spread open. The top then moved the kid and his structure directly in front of me, so that the kids ass lined up a few inches in front of my dick. Again, I was confused. The top explained that the deal was that the kid got to get fucked by me, which I would never agree to, and the top got to watch this beautiful, young kid, get fucked bare, and take a poz load in his neg ass. I almost lost my hardon. Now I was mad, and felt betrayed. I thought to myself, the kid doesn't realize what he's doing! He knew I was poz, and knew he shouldn't be doing this. At the same time, I was still hard, and the thought of fucking his beautiful, sweet ass, and blowing a charged load into him, changing him forever, made another huge glob of precum ooze out of my dick. I was then gagged, so I couldn't say anything or complain. I could hardly even move, I was tied so tight. Slowly the top moved the kid backwards towards my aching dick. My dickhead brushed across his tight little hold, and it became wet with more of the precum I was now almost flowing out of my dick. The kid had a lot more mobility than I did in movement, and he slowly started to back himself onto my throbbing dick. I tried to move or resist, but it was useless. The head popped in, without any lube other than my precum, and my head swam in confusion of fear for the kid, and the pleasure finally being supplied to my dick that had been denied through teasing for hours. The kid continued to back himself onto me, until he had about half of my dick in him, and stopped. Obviously it hurt him (remember, I was only the 2nd guy to be inside him). He kinda lost his nerve a bit from the pain I think, and just held still. The top seeing this grabbed for his balls, and pulled, causing the kid to back away from him and fully impale himself onto my entire dick. He kinda squealed in pain, because my dick at the base was pretty dry, and I kinda tore into him as he suddenly backed onto me. My dick was harder than it has ever been, as the top pushed the structure under the kid more towards me, pinning the kid against me and the table, so that he couldn't pull himself off my dick. There we were locked together, me inside him, neither of us able to move. At that moment, I was still so hard, and wanted to fuck, I just couldn't help myself. With what little mobility I had, I slowly started to fuck his ass, it felt so good and warm. I looked down at my dick, and there was a little blood on it, the kid had torn his ass being impaled on me. I knew we wouldn't be released until we were done, and strangely a part of me was incredibly turned on by the fact that I would probably be pozzing this kid. I thrust more, and felt more precum flowing out of my shaft and into him, lubing his ass more, and making it feel more wet. The top started to play with my balls, and nips again, and my thrusting grew more insistent. The kid was being really quiet, I wasn't sure if he was in pain, or scared, or what, but then I realized I didn't care. I wanted to fuck, I needed to cum, and I was turned on by blowing my cum into his little neg ass. I lost restraint, and let go, slowly pumping back and forth into him. Within two minutes, I couldn't hold back, since I had been on the edge for two hours, the top squeezed on my balls, and my dick grew even bigger, as I shuddered and started cumming into him. The thoughts going through my mind were of a savage sexual aggression, I wanted to fuck him, to cum in him and to blow poz cum into his neg ass, I was so turned on, as my dick spasmed and contracted, and I shot what felt like 10-12 thick spurts of cum into his ass. We held still for a while, and then were both untied. We left together, and didn't say a word at all. I drove the kid to my house, and we both went in, still not talking. Wordlessly, I took his hand and took him to the bedroom, and undressed us both. I began kissing him, licking him all over and bent him back onto the bed. I licked his hairless, smooth, tight little body, as he writhed around and moaned. I sucked his nips, licked his balls, and slowly took his dick into my mouth, and sucked slowly. He came almost instantly, and I let it flow from his dick into my mouth, and held it there. When he finished, I climbed up to him, and kissed him, sharing his sperm between our two mouths, kissing and licking his lips. He ate his own cum greedily, as I spread his legs open, and moved between them. Still wordlessly, I mounted his ass, and slid bare inside him. He moaned, and opened his legs more, his eyes filled with lust and passion. I slowly fucked him this time for a while, thinking the whole time, how I needed to breed his ass more, make sure the poz cum took hold of his body, and blew another load into him. He said he could feel as my dick was contracting in his ass, and then a really warm, wet feeling as my cum went into him. I fucked him all the rest of the weekend, continually inseminating his ass over and over. I couldn't get enough of it, and was more than turned on by pozzing a neg guy. It was a feeling that lasted, and I wanted to repeat with him and others more and more. The kid converted a few weeks later after getting sick. After a few difficult weeks of resorting out our relationship, we both settled comfortably into becoming fuck buddies, and started working together to tag other neg guys, but that's another story.

Samantha moaned in pleasure with her young lover fingering her. Then slowly fisting her. When Caleb pulled his hand out. Her pussy was so swollen that it looked like a flower bloomed in spring. Caleb laid Samantha on her back on the couch. His nine inch cock laid on top of her pussy. Teasing it. Samantha was excited and nervous about Jordan catching them. Yet Caleb who was just a teenager. Taught her it was ok to cut loose and be as sexual as you wanted. For the next couple of hours. Caleb and Samantha were fucking like crazy. While an unsuspecting Jordan slept soundly upstairs. A car backfiring woke Jordan out of a sound sleep. He looked over and saw Samantha wasn’t there. He checked the time. It was after one in the morning. He figured she fell asleep on the couch. Jordan went to get a glass of water and to his shocking surprise. He saw Samantha riding Caleb on his favorite chair. With Samantha back against the stairs she didn’t see her husband. But Caleb did. And he smiled at Jordan with a knowing that I’ve been fucking your wife. Jordan felt range of emotions. Anger. Hurt. He wanted to beat the shit out of Caleb. But physically knew he couldn’t. He remembered the prenup. Samantha gets nothing and only visitant rights. Jordan went back to his room. But didn’t sleep. About an hour or so later. Samantha came to bed. Caleb left. She got undressed. She looked at herself naked. Feeling guilty. Excited. Sexy. Desirable. But she wanted it from her husband. She climbed into bed next to him. Jordan. Pretending to be asleep. Was angry and hurt. He didn’t know what to say. He needed time to work it out for himself. Jordan decided to confront Caleb. Not Samantha. “Hello Caleb.” Jordan said. “Why have you been fucking my wife?” ”Because I can.” Caleb answered in a tone that made Jordan want to hit him. “Samantha is a desirable woman.” Caleb continued. “She needs to feel loved and wanted.” “She’s a good student in learning to free herself of any restraints she had on herself sexually.” ”We want to have another baby.” “I can’t give that to her.” “But you can.” Jordan said surprising himself and even Caleb. “How are you supposed to tell her?” Caleb asked. “She ended things with me last night.” ”From what I saw.” “It looked as you two would go on forever.” I’ll pay you to help us have another baby.” Jordan said. “If I agree to this and she becomes pregnant by me.” “What is she going to say or do?” She may not have it.” Caleb asked. ”I have a plan.” Jordan said. So Caleb and Samantha would continue to have incredible sex. She would also have the same boring sex with Jordan. Jordan was with Samantha when she went to the doctor and learned she was pregnant. Both couldn’t contain their excitement. Nine months later another beautiful baby boy. Named Peter. Looking a lot like both his mother. And father Caleb. Who was paid handsomely by Jordan without Samantha’s knowledge. But Caleb and Samantha continued having sex with each other without Jordan’s knowledge.

Masculine cock sucker here, no one would ever suspect how much I love cock and cum. When I'm on my knees holding a cock in my hand getting ready to serve my purpose I have one mission, please the guy I'm sucking. It's all about his pleasure and release. Feed me that delicious load and I'll beg for more. Afterward, I'm back out in public looking like a very str8 married man only difference is I'm craving another delicious mouthful.

Feel like it needs to be opened up more.

@RawNYTop I started at Fordham University when I was 17, so that was when I first hit The Adonis and West World and the other Times Square ABS stores, as well as the ones on Christopher Street in the West Village. LOVED all those places - there was also the David in the W50s, the Unicorn ABS with booths on W80th and so many others... much slutty fun! "Torso" actually WAS a gay skin mag - a bit less vanilla than Playguy or Blueboy, but no way near as fun as Honcho or Drummer... my hubby was a big fan of Torso and Advocate Men - both kind of annoyed me, because there they were, supposedly porn for gay guys but they only showed soft cocks and only the gluteus maximus, never the hole or even a hint of it... didn't they think there were any Tops out there?

Be advised that my stories often involve some element on nonconsensual sex by some of my characters. Regardless, my stories are 100% fiction/fantasy only. Any resemblance to persons or places are merely coincidental. How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos A few year’s back, I was the janitor at the local high school in a school district where the only sex education the kids got was for abstinence. Well, this left the entire student body vulnerable to their own imaginations, learning whatever they could about sex from actual experience, or by doing some reading on the Internet or at the public library like I used to. The rate of pregnancies were up, and STD rates, too. Anyway, this lack of sex education made these students susceptible to perverts like me. One senior I was able to corrupt, Lyle, was the number one swimmer in the county. He was 18, had a compact and muscular body at 5’6”, blonde, chlorine-bleached hair, blue eyes, and an ass that filled out his light blue Speedos to perfection. All season, I’d catch him practicing at the pool in the early morning. Sometimes he’d linger in the locker room and shower area while I cleaned in there. He would do things for me, like acting as if he were checking his phone while bending over in his tight-fitting swimsuit. Did he know that he was getting my poz cock rock hard when he did that? So many times I’ve wanted to take my finger and press it against that stretched out blue lycra material; to press in, making a guess of where that boy’s hole was; feeling it, to hear him gasp or moan when I hit my mark. This show (offering?) went on all season. Instead of raping him right then and there, I’d ask him about things. How is school going? Are you going to prom? Stuff that allowed me to find out more about the kid. I found out that he was accepted at state university and will be living in the dorms in the fall. He got a swimming scholarship, too. He said that he and his girlfriend broke up in March, so he might go to prom stag, or not at all. He said that since he was leaving soon, it didn’t make sense to have a girlfriend here anyway. His parents were well-respected in town as ministers at one of the many churches here. I offered to answer any questions he had about sex if he wouldn’t tell anyone about it. He nodded, told me he was abstaining, but he had lots of questions. After that, he showed up at my janitor’s closet, always in his blue Speedo with questions for me. I’d close the door and he’d sit in my chair while he listed off questions about masterbation and was porn really evil. He never asked about condoms or STDs, but he did want to know how babies were made. I showed him diagrams and explained what sperm was and how it fertilizes the egg in a female, and so on. As he sat there with his legs spread, I was given full view of his taint and package just hidden beneath the blue lycra fabric of his Speedo. My perverted mind wanted more of this teen. I knew there had to be men online who would want to distract Lyle with poppers and a blowjob while I pressed my precum-dripping, cut cock head into the boy’s tight cherry hole. On the last week of school, I knew I had to get into that boy’s Speedos any way I could. And I enlisted the help of another barebacker I found online. His user name was Poz9In and he said he had ways of making sure I could get my raw cock inside a virgin’s butt, especially into a naive, under-sex educated Wildcat jock like Lyle. We arranged a time, graduation day. He agreed to the plan to help me stealth breed Lyle with a poz load. I told Lyle to meet me at my closet right after his morning swim, a good half hour before class. ________________ Poz9In was maybe around mid-50s, dark cropped hair and brown eyes. He arrived just before 7:30 a.m. He wore a track suit and his schlong was huge and evident down his right leg. With a scarred and stubbled face, he looked rough. He was not the hottest looking man. But I was immensely turned on from the contrast between the vision of a toughened older, experienced poz man making use of the body of a gorgeous, athletic teen. Lyle knocked on my closet door and I let him in. He was still wet from his swim. “Hi, Mr. Daines,” he said. “Hey Lyle. This is my friend, Dale, here. He wanted to meet the star swimming athlete for the Wildcats,” I stammered giving my Internet contact a fake name. I was a little nervous, but I was determined to fuck Lyle this morning. “Hey, Dale. Nice to meet you.” Lyle held his hand out in the cramped janitor’s closet and Poz9In took it and pulled Lyle to him. He used his other hand to grab Lyle’s cock and balls through the teen’s wet Speedo. Lyle barely had time to react when I got behind Lyle and pressed by uniformed bulge against his blue Speedoed bubble butt. “Hey! That’s my personal…” Lyle made a nervous swallow. “Yeah boy? Would you like to give your personal spot over to us men, or would you rather we take it?” Poz9In asked while the two of us, men older than his father, continued manhandling Lyle into submission. “I never…” Lyle stopped what he was saying and relented to Poz9In by closing his eyes and dropping his hands to his side. Poz9In worked Lyle’s dick to an erection while I took aim at my prized target: Lyle’s hole. “That’s it, kid. We’ll take good care of you, just relax,” Poz9In said. Now with Lyle’s submission, I finally got to press my finger in and feel for the boy’s hole. He let out a breath when I began rubbing it roughly through the smooth material. Fresh from the pool. Poz9in opened a new bottle of poppers and told the kid to breath in and hold his breath. Lyle did as he was instructed. I continued probing the covered hole while with my other hand, I reached around his waist. Poz9In moved my hand over to so I Lyle’s cock incased in the smooth, still damp lycra. He smelled deliciously of chlorine. “Good boy. Take another hit just like the first,” I heard Poz9In say. “Fuck yeah. You’re a hot one.” “I’ve been wanting this ass for four months!” I exclaimed. “Let’s do what we planned, but I want to keep these Speedos on him.” “Aahh, fuuuck!” Lyle was flying. “Nice! That’s a deal, mister,” Poz9In replied to me. “Let’s knock up this cute pollywog.” With that, Poz9in bent down and went to work sucking Lyle’s cock through the Speedos. A few moments later, he pushed the front of the swimsuit down. Then I saw Poz9In dive in and suck on the virgin’s swimmer’s exposed dick. “Aaah!” Lyle moaned in pleasure. With Poz9In’s help, I bent Lyle forward and spread his legs. Poz9In kept sucking Lyle’s dick like the pro he was, doing his damnedest to coax sweet semen out from a neg horny teen. I unzipped my pants and pushed them down to release my leaking cock. With my hard cock in hand, I rubbed the head of it on Lyle’s bubble butt. I relished the sight of his light blue swimsuit soiled with smudges of my precum. Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers as I pulled down the back of the Speedos to expose the tightest, pinkest hole I’ve ever seen. “Do it. Bareback that neg hole, man. He fucking wants it,” Poz9In encouraged. Realizing that Lyle doesn’t know what neg hole means, I stared at the pink hole in front of me and greased up my cock with lube and listened as Poz9In spoke. “This is the hottest piece of ass. Take it. Take that fine young, firm ass.” With that, I stood up and lined my drooling poz cock against Lyle’s hole. Hotter still, I could feel the kid’s ever-taunting blue Speedo tickling under my cock. I pumped some precum onto the ring of pink his hole and heard Lyle gasp as I pressed in. Lyle yelled as my cock head popped into him, and Poz9In used his hands to spread Lyle’s ass open for me. I fucked in more. As I did, I leaked more precum into Lyle as I thought about pozzing up a virgin, seeing him graduate tonight with my toxic load inside him, sending him off to college with HIV. Then, hopefully, more men will get to use this young butt. I was all the way in when Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers, about 6 full hits. “Breed that neg butt or I will!” I started to fuck Lyle’s hole, in and out. It got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his rectum. I wasn’t going to last long, though. Fucking Lyle full of my poz cum was a dream coming true. I started pistoning the tight swimmer’s hole imagining how my shaft must look penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock. I was urgent to impregnate my Lyle, star Wildcat swimmer. It was my absolute goal now was to poz Lyle up. “Fuck! I’m coming.” “Fucking do it! Fucking sperm up that clean hole.” Poz9In coached. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open as hot poz sperm coated the walls of Lyle’s unprotected rectum. I was still shooting loads into Lyle’s hole when I started fucking him hard again. “Fuck!” Lyle yelled. “Fuuuuuck! Ah, I’m coming.” Poz9In went back to sucking Lyle’s dick. “Yeah, Lyle. Feed the nice man your load while I hammer mine into your butt” I said. Lyle didn’t say anything but convulsed as he orgasmed. I held him steady so that Poz9in could have what his profile said was his favorite part of sex: the taste of sweet, young neg sperm. “Fuckin’ A!” Poz9In said with his mouth full of hard teen dick and fresh sperm. When Lyle finished cumming, I put the poppers bottle under his nose again. Lyle took the hits as ordered. When Lyle was completely flying, I put the bottle down. With my eyes I looked down to Poz9In and I invited him to bareback this amazing hole. He stood up, stepped around Lyle, and started jacking his massive cock and told me to move out of the way. He got behind Lyle, who was still recovering from cumming, and he rubbed his big mushroom head against the boy’s now reddened entrance. He looked over and got the petroleum jelly and jacked his cock some more with it until it shined under the fluorescent lighting of the janitor’s closet. As Poz9In lodged his enormous highly experienced HVL poz cock into the teen’s no-longer-virgin hole, we heard Lyle say, “Ah! Fuck!” I watched as Poz9In pushed all the way into Lyle; his silver cock ring embedding red marks into the teen’s butt cheeks. Then he fucked Lyle’s ass hard. He clamped his large hand over Lyle’s mouth to keep him quiet while he fucked him so hard that they had to keep repositioning themselves around the closet. Amazingly, Lyle’s blue Speedos remained in place, pulled down just far enough to give us men access to his now fully fuckable butthole. At times I was able to get up close and I watched as Poz9In’s cock pulled out, his shaft covered in lube and poz sperm, and pushed all the way back into the boy’s hole, stretching out that beautiful pink ring, no longer hidden away from me behind light blue lycra. I started jacking off watching them. When Poz9In saw me, he repositioned Lyle again in front of me. Still lodged in Lyle’s ass, Poz9In pushed his head down and ordered him to suck my cock. Lyle eagerly sucked me until I was so turned on, I gripped onto his blonde hair started face-fucking the teen. An amazing perv achievement: Poz9In and I were fucking Lyle Cranston: The star swimmer for the Wildcats swim team and minister’s son was now taking raw poz cock at both ends in a janitor's closet. I unloaded in Lyle’s mouth with a sharp explosion and watched him swallow my load. At the same time, Poz9In announced that he was “knocking up the twink! Fuuuuuck! That’s right. Let us charge that hole, son! Take it deep in there.” He continued convulsing and cussing as more of his jizz flowed into naive Lyle’s neg hole. When he finished, he tussled Lyle’s now dry hair as he lewdly complimented the kid, and pulled out. Poz9In pulled up his track pants, nodded at me and left. Lyle was half in a daze as he pulled up his trunks and said that he had to get to class. “Thanks, Mr. Daines.” He left the janitor’s closet quickly with a towel around his waist. "Congrats! Have a good time tonight!" I called out. Good kid. Come fall, though, college physicals could reveal a surprise for young Lyle, and just before his first-ever actual sex education class.

The lad was pale and sweaty but his little cock was stiff under his belly and he gave me a weak smile. "Take him off to the shower, mate." Said Bill to the other man. He nodded and led Martin off, giving me a glimpse of his bottom shiny and dripping with cum. Bill sighed happily. " Bloody hell!" He said " That was fun. Going to need a bit of cleaning up under the sling down there, Timmy." I nodded and headed off with the bucket and a mop. It was pitch black, and I could hear movement and guessed most of the trolls were still there. "Don't mind me." I said. "I need to clean up." I switched on the torch. The beam played over naked bodies crammed into the space, the skin glistening with sweat. Someone was being fucked in the sling and I had to bend down

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It was fairly quiet, though Arthur emerged from the sauna as I was mopping the floor outside. "Where is everyone?" He asked. I told him about Martin and the gangbang in the basement. He licked his lips and his cock had risen beneath his scrawny belly, the purple head drooling precum from the puffy slit. " Wow!" He said. " I need a piece of that!" with a grin, he scuttled off downstairs with his cock in his hand. I finished my work and went back to the desk for some tea. I was just reading the paper when there were footsteps and voices on the basement stairs. Bill emerged with another man holding Martin between them. The lad was

Nice hole that starts off tight but once opened is amazing

ft lauderdale is a cum dump's dream. i hit the ground running when i go there and can never get enough

I huffed on the bottle of poppers like my life depended on them. I was three big hits in before I felt Sir's hands on my hole. One flick of fingers upwards and he plunged them in. I moaned like a bitch in heat and he hummed his approval. "Good boy, four down to the knuckle in one. I love your loose cunt, pig," he said as he twisted his hand back and forth a little. "Take another hit, you're getting the full fist next." I did as I was told, breathing deeply in through my nostril and holding it in. I waited, but he didn't change what he was doing, so I took another deep hit. He slowly pulled out as I sniffed the bottle and held his fingers at my hole, waiting for me to finish my hit. I held for a few seconds before I exhaled and my top started pushing his hand inside me. I groaned loudly, again. I panted as he got to his knuckles and he spat on both his hand and my hole again. "You can take it, boy. Relax that pig hole for me." His fist slid in, stretching me wide. "Good, boy. Now just enjoy the ride." He worked slowly, at first. He swapped hands, once I was loose enough for him to fuck me properly, spitting at my cunt the whole time. I realised that I didn't even want the lube I'd left in the car, I was enjoying the spit a cum cocktail being worked into my hole walls. I was moaning in ecstasy, loving every movement of the man behind me. After a while, he sped up his fist fuck of my hole. My moans turned into growls and I melted further into the bed. I followed his instructions, but could barely move without an order. More poppers, push back, relax, push my hole out, lift my cunt back up. He kept me on my knees for a long time, working my hole wide. "You're so fucking sloppy, pig. I'm working those loads in so deep." He slipped fingers from both hands inside me and pulled them apart. "Look at that cunt, boy!" He slipped them both back out and hooked them around my hips and lifted, "come on, boy, give me your cunt. Keep it nice and high for me, I like watching your dick drip. It's not stopped leaking. And through your jock. So fucking hot." I followed his instructions, pulling my knees closer together and propping my ass in the air for him. I took the opportunity to look back, under my body and saw what he had told me about my dick. I was soft in my jock, but there was a clear string of pre-cum connected to a wet pool on the bed beneath me. I had no idea before, but I loved it now. I moaned my pleasure for him, as I felt his hands leave my hips and anticipated his fists. Instead, his hands reached to the pool of pre-cum on the bed and scooped what he could, then swirled them in the string coming from my jock. "This should be nice a slick for that cunt, pigboy," he said to me. I felt his fingers pushing into me and I moaned at the knuckles forcing their way in. I could feel the slimy pre-cum from my own dick and I loved it. I hit the poppers without instruction and let my hole relax around his wrist. He twisted his hand, clenched it into a fist and started to pull out. This was the most he had stretched me so far. I didn't know if this was more or less than the double fuck I'd enjoyed earlier, but I loved it all the same. I growled as I felt myself stretch open and I heard it matched with a growl of his own. "That's fucking hot, I'm gonna punch you now. Hit the poppers again." He played inside me whilst I took three more hits and made myself dizzy holding them. Once I had exhaled the last hit, I felt his clenched fist at my hole. I didn't think he'd ever manage it, but he pushed in so hard that my hole gave way willingly and he made it all the way in. The noise I had made was somewhere between a groan of pleasure and a yelp of pain. I wanted him to do it again and I knew I didn't have to ask. He started punch fisting me slowly, like he had started. I enjoyed feeling so wide and open, but didn't think he'd get back in with a full fist every time. He didn't fail once, but I was still disbelieving each punch. After a few minutes, I felt him pick up his pace. He was still going slow and controlling my poppers, for which I was grateful, but I could feel myself pushing back against him now. I was craving more. "Such a fist pig. Glad I found you, boy. I'm gonna do some hard and fast ones, get ready. Two more hits." I hit the brown bottle and relaxed my hole for him. I was almost disappointed when I felt his fingers and not his clenched fist. I wasn't disappointed for long, as he meant what he had said. 'Hard and fast' was right. I was no longer growling, but whining. He went in and out faster than I could process, whilst he counted. "One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten." He stopped there and asked "how was that, boy?" I whined and panted before I got any words out. "Amazing, Sir. Fuck. You're wrecking me." "Yeah I am, boy. You've got a great cunt. Loose and ready for anything. And you've not bled today, your cunt is fucking amazing. Ten more." He counted ten more fast, alternating each hand he fucked me with, leaving me almost flat on the bed. "Lift up, boy," he told me. I did my best, but needed his help. My legs were shaking like never before, I'm surprised they held me at all. "I'm gonna try one last thing for that cunt of yours right now. Not sure if you'll be able to take it, so hit those poppers again. Four big hits, go on." I hit the brown bottle again, my head spinning as he told me to hold the last hit. I felt his fingers go in, but his thumb and he stopped at the knuckles. I wondered what he was about to try, keeping my hole as loose as I could. His dick touched my hole and I realised what was about to happen. My dick started growing immediately in anticipation. I hoped I could take it, I loved someone fisting and fucking me at the same time, but his dick was so thick I didn't know if it would work. I promised myself it would and I hit the poppers again. "That's right, boy. Get ready." He pushed forward, his dick sliding inside me with ease and we both moaned our pleasure out loud. He pumped back and forth, while he moved his hand up and down his shaft at the same time. My hole was loose, but this was a tight fit. I could feel his thumb straining to get in and he seemed stuck at the knuckles, unable to go further. "Fuck boy, I think I'm being too eager. You need a bit more prep for that," pulling his hand out and plunging his dick in, down to his balls. He leaned forward, hovering his torso over my back and lay down on top of me. My legs couldn't hold him, I collapsed into the bed and turned to look at him. Before I could speak, one of his hands was stuffed in my mouth, covered in my pre-cum, his spit and the cum I'd taken earlier. I savoured the taste of my hole, cleaning his hand to the best of my ability. He kept fucking me into the bed, whilst I found myself licking from his wrist to his fingertips. "Thank you, Sir." I said. I felt so piggy, so turned on by the way he treated me. I wanted more and not just his strain. I think I wanted him. "I fucking love this, you're making me such a pig." "This isn't my doing, boy. You're a pig all on your own, you're just with an equally nasty pig right now. We're nasty fuckers and we're letting ourselves enjoy each other." He said, making me blush somehow. "I want you to mark me. Make me yours, Sir." I begged him. "You're gonna be mine, don't worry, pig. You're gonna have my mark inside you forever, once I'm done. You're gonna keep coming back to me for the next few months, until I've pozzed you up. Aren't you, boy?" He asked me. "Yes, please, Sir. That's what I want. I want you to poz me. Please? Please infect me. I want it to be you. Stretch my cunt out and poz it up." "You fuckin' bet, boy."

Aaron's friend Bart needed some new swimwear. He got invited to a pool party that promised a lot of good ass to fuck. He walked into to the local shop and was greeted by a cute twink. He was younger than himself and had a tight little body. He was wearing cute tight shorts and a tight tank top. "We are going to close in about 10 minutes so if you want to buy something you may want to look quickly", the clerk said Bart walked into the back of the store and started looking at swimwear. He pulled out a few suits and asked the young clerk if he could try them on. He picked out two bikini style with full back. Both were small on the front and would show his stick. "Right this way", the clerk said He led him to the dressing room and pulled back the curtain. The curtain was translucent on the top half and not at all see thru on the bottom half. Bart pulled the curtain closed and started trying each one on. Each had a different cut and showed his cock off differently. "Hi do you need some assistance. I can help.", the clerk said Bart was semi hard and said sure. I cant decide maybe you can help. The clerk pulled open the curtain and his eyes went down to his swimsuit and cock. "That looks very nice on you. It shows you off well. Can i see you in the others so i can give make a selection." the clerk said smiling and licking his lips Bart took off the bikini he had on and his semi hard cock plopped out. He put on the next one. "Very nice, this one makes your cock look fatter than the last bikini or is it cause someone is getting excited", the clerk said Bart squeezed his now hard cock and pulled off the bikini and put on the last one pushing his now rock hard cock into the small bikini. It barely hid his now hard cock. "Ohhh nice this doesnt hide anything. I like this one best. I like the way it stretches over your cock" the clerk said now tracing his fingers over his hard cock. Bart pulled down his bikini and said, "suck on it, you know you want to". The clerk dropped to his knees and started sucking Bart. He swallowed Bart whole and took him deep in his throat. "Damn you are one good cock sucker. I bet your ass is good too", Bart said shoving his cock down the clerk's throat The clerk easily sucked down his cock deep in his throat which made Bart moan as he felt the clerks throat massage the head of his cock. "Ohhh your throat feels like a tight cunt....oh yeah", Bart moaned "Yes it does", said a voice "Oh shit", Bart said pulling his cock back out of the clerk's mouth He looked over at the voice and it was Aaron's friend at the bar. It was Brian. "Hi we didnt meet that night, my name is Brian", he reached out his hand and they shook, Brian not letting go of Bart's hand. "You are Aarons friend at the bar", Bart said and smiled back "Yes i am. You enjoying yourself with my employee", Brian said now next to Bart still holding his hand and having his other hand on Barts lower back. "Ohhh yes. His mouth is incredible" Bart said "Yes i know, ive had mine down his mouth many times" Brian said pulling down his shorts and pulling out his now huge semi hard cock Bart just stared at how big it was and watched the clerk now suck on his cock. Brian reached over and started stroking Barts still hard cock "You have a beautiful cock", Brian whispered cuddling up to Bart "Uhhh thank you", Bart said getting a little fuzzy in the head. Brian smelled incredible to him. "I am sorry we didnt get to meet that night", Brian said "Yes well i didnt want to interupt you too. You looked like you were having an intimate conversation", Bart said flirting with Brian "Yeah you could tell", Brian said smiling and moved closer next to Bart putting his arm on his waist. "What else did you think", Brian said "I thought you two were goign to hook up. I told Aaron i was surprised he left a hot hunk like you" BArt said "Yeah, you woudl have stayed", Brian asked "Hmmm i think so."BArt said flirting and staring at Brians huge cock Brian took his hand and pulled out of Cotys mouth and placed Barts hand on his cock. "Its so huge and i feel it throbbing", Bart said "It likes you", Brian said leaning into Bart Bart kept stroking Brians huge cock. Brian reached over and started to kiss Bart, with one hand playing with his cock and the other on his ass. Bart kissed Brian back and opened his mouth and let Brians tongue invade and take over his mouth. Brian moved his kisses to his next and pushed Barts face towards his shoulder to get more access to his neck. Bart let his assault his neck and moaned into Brians shoulder and couldnt resist and leaned into his pit and inhaled. Bart moaned as Brian started to suck on his neck "Yeah all your bottom boys luv that shit dont you", Brian said "im not a bottom", Bart tried to argue back softly Brian went back and sucked harder on his neck biting him and Bart let out a louder moan and moving his body closer to Brian and leaning into his pit. "Yeah inhale. You like Daddy's smell dont you boy", Brian said "ohhh yes", Bart said unknowingly "Yes Daddy", Brian said into his ear "Go ahead inhale deep and taste it too", Brian said now lifting his arm pit and still licking, kissing and sucking Barts neck "Ohhhh yes Daddy" is all Bart could say whose head was in a daze and intoxicated with Brians smell and the sucking on his neck and didnt realize that the clerk was sucking his cock and balls again. He didnt even realize that Brians finger was massaging his hole Bart winced as Brians finger pushed in..."Im not a bottom i dont take dick" Bart said while kissing Brian "You sure, i will make you feel things you never have before and truly experience real pleasure", Brian said kissing Bart Now Brians finger was almost all the way in and starting to massage his prostate which made Bart moan loud "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh Daddy" Bart moaned out loud. He had never felt anything soo good. His body was electrified from the inside. Brain slowly worked his prostate while kissing Bart and playing with his nipples. He pulled away from Coty and his cock flopped out of his mouth hard now. Brian pulled out his finger and Bart looked disappointed at him. Brian turned him around and bent him over. "No please dont fuck me i dont want Aids", Bart said "Dont worry baby i wont fuck you unless you want me to. Just relax, im going to make you feel good. How do you know im Poz", Brian said He then went down and started to eat Barts ass out. "Ohhhhhh god.......ughhhhhhhhhhhh....Daddy please", Bart moaned Bart had a difficult time comprehending as he was such in a horny frenzy. Brian slapped his ass and asked the question again, pulling out his fingers and stopped eating his ass Panting Bart responded and as he started to talk Brian stuck his fingers back in. Bart told him Aaron told him that you were poz and that you pozzed his friend from class. "he told me.....in fact Aarons friend begged you to poz him", Bart said head down still moaning. He could see his cock just leaking tons of precum looking through his legs and seeing Brians huge cock. "yes he did. he begged me for it. he wanted it bad", Brian said working Barts hole Brian was eating his ass out and sticking his tongue deep in Barts ass. Bart just pushed back and moaned louder and started to get into frenzy. His cock was now leaking lots of precum. Brian then alternated between his fingers and eating him out. Bart pushed back even more wanting more of Brians tongue and finger in him. "Yeah feels good doesnt it. You luv the way Daddy makes you feel dont you." Brian said Now Brian had two fingers in him, stretching his hole and working over his prostate "Ohhh yes Daddy i do", Bart moaned "You want more dont you. You want to be daddys bitch", Brian said "Ohhhh yes daddy", Bart moeaned "Do you want my cock", Brian asked "Ohhhh" Bart moaned but didnt answer Brian added third finger and was streching his even more and going after his prostate. He pulled Bart back towards him and kissed him deeply then shoving his head into his arm pit. "Ohhh god yes Daddy please fuck me with your hung cock please", Bart begged "You know im going to cum in you dont you", Brian said Bart looked at him and paused and said with puppy eyes", yes i know" as he then took Brians cock by the hand, bent over and placed it at his hole. Brian pushed in slowly. "Ohhhhhhhhhh god your huge", Bart moaned in pain as Brian pushed in past his sphincter Brian pushed in him slowly. He was really tight and wanted to take his time. Inch by inch he rocked into Bart. Brian told him to relax and breathe as he stroked the lower part of his back. He motioned Coty to suck his cock from underneath that helped then About ¾ of the way in Bart started to relax a bit. Brian started to push in deeper and Bart started to push back. "Good boy. You luv daddys cock dont you", Brian said "Ohhh yes Daddy it hurts and its huge but it feels so fucking good daddy", Bart moaned and pushed back even more Brian pushed past Barts second hole. "Ohhhhhhhh", Bart just winced and moaned "Ohhh my god you are so deep what was that", BArt moaned "Thats your pussy", Brian said. Feels good doesnt it "Ohhhh yes daddy. its my pussy", bart rattled off "Whose?" Brian said "your pussy daddy, please fuck it fuck me please", bart begged Brian pushed forward and started to fuck Bart. He was still gentle but picked up his pace and strokes. Bart now was moaning like a slut begging Brian to fuck him good. Brian picked up the pace and started to ram into Bart "Ohhhh shit my god i feel you in my stomach", bart moaned as Brian was now pounding into him and wrecking his prostate "What you want bitch", Brian asked "I want you to fuck me" bart said "And" brian asked "i want your cum", bart said "my what", brian asked pumping him and ramming his prostate which made bart moan out of control and babble "i want your poz cum", bart yelled out "i thought you dont want aids", brian responded picking up his pace "i dont but i want you, i know i wanted you from when i saw you in the bar.....fuck me please.....poz me please!!!!!", bart yelled Brian couldnt hold back any longer and he started to shoot his load into Bart "UGGGGGGGHHHHH here you go bitch", Brian moaned as he shot spurts of hot poz jism into Bart "Ohhhhhh Daddy", Bart said moaning and shooting on the floor all over. Coty there to lick it up. Brian kept fucking him and Bart kept pushing his ass back on Brians huge stick. For another 5 mintues Brian kept unloading and pushing his load deep into Bart. After he pulled out and Coty came over and cleaned his cock. Bart fell on the floor exhausted. He looked up at Brian cum all over smiling at his Daddy.

I rode back to Daddy's place with Rick. He told me a bit about his past. That he came out in the last two years. His family was supportive and he still had a good relationship with them. He loved sex but generally played safe. He saw the posting and thought he would just check it out. He expected to get a bj or fuck some guy but never expected to take loads himself especially bare from strangers let alone POZ. You could tell he was processing what just happened to him. He seemed both his mind spinning and yet it sinking in but not freaking out. He said he was vers and normally did bj or topped in going to public places or event bathhouses but this was only his 4th out in these places. I asked him was he ok taking POZ loads. He said he wasn't sure but he was curious. He had read BZ and been on bareback hook up sites. We arrived at Daddy Will's place and went in. He was already there naked in the living room. Rick walked in a little nervous. I led the way and started taking off my clothes as i walked towards Daddy. Daddy told Rick to also strip naked and he did. He motioned him to come over to him. Rick walked over to Daddy and dropped to his knees and started sucking his semi hard cock. "Good i like my boys to not have to be told to do what they should naturally which is take cock all the time", Daddy said. Daddy and i started to make out. I love the way Daddy kisses me. Rick kept sucking his cock and balls. Daddy was now rock hard, grabbed his hand and took him into the bedroom. Rick got on the bed on all fours and waited for Daddy to mount him. Daddy got up on the bed and put his cock at Ricks hole. Daddy just teased his hole rubbing his precum around, stroking his back and poking is slighty in. Rick started to get impatient and pushed back on him, wanting to have Daddy's cock in him. "Hmmmm somebody wants a cock in him huh. Tell me what you want." DAddy said "I want your fat hung cock in me please. It felt soo good in me." Rick said pushing back on Daddy "Yeah you want me to fuck you like a whore dont you. Use your hole. And....?" Daddy said "I want your load in me. Charge me Daddy. I didnt know i wanted a poz load but now i do. Thats why i went tonight. To get fucked and bred", Rick moaned With that Daddy pushed into Rick. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Daddy", Rick moaned as he pushed back onto Daddys long stick "Yeah there you go. Daddy has what you need, dont i ", Daddy said "Yes please fuck me please", Rick begged DAddy then started to plow him and fuck him good. I stripped and joined them on the bed going under Daddy and licking his balls while he fucked Rick and then sucked Ricks cock, played with his nips and made out with him. Daddy pounded him pushing him flat on his stomach and sat on his ass sinking all of his long cock in him. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, i feel you in my stomach", Rick moaned in pain "Yeah this is what you want right bitch, you knew this is what you get the moment you showed up tonight right?", daddy said fucking him deep "Uggg yes i think so", Rick moaned Daddy stopped and pulled out just till his tip was left in his ass. "What did you say? You sure?" Daddy said "I dont know. I know i wanted action i just didnt know i wanted this to be fucked and used like a whore and impregnated with all this poz cum" Rick said trying to push back on Daddys cock. Daddy held him off from lifting his waist to meet his meat. "You mean you dont want my cock and my dirty seed in you?", Daddy said "No i do please i need your cock, i want you to fuck me and give me your poz seed please fuck me", Rick yelled back incoherently Daddy then rammed back in him, Rick raised his ass meeting Daddys every thrust, his head down and started to moan like a cheap whore. Watching all of this got me hard and went underneath Rick and started to suck his cock. He tried to suck mine as we were 69 but my cock was in my cage. I leaned in and licked Daddys cock while it was going in and out of Rick. Daddy would treat me and stick in my mouth deep throating me. Rick got mad as he wanted Daddys cock in me and would push back searching for DAddys cock. This went on for a while when DAddy finally turned Rick over and put his legs on his shoulders and rammed into Rick. "Ahhhh fuck", Rick moaned in both pleasure and pain. I knew what he was feeling. You can have been fucking all night but when Daddy rams into you, you feel it and it still hurts especially when he hits your second hole. I could see Rick in the daze just enjoying being taken by Daddy, along with his loud moans. "Daddy fuck me please make me pregnant with your seed please!!!!", he yelled "You want my charged seed dont you bitch.", Daddy responded "Yes please fuck me make me yours, give me your hot dirty cum PLEASE!!!!!", he moaned loudly With that Daddy started to speed up and could see his body languge...."Ohhhh here is cums boy", Daddy moaned "Ohhhh yes Daddy i feeel your poz cream in me", he moaned, as he said that Rick started to shoot cum all over. I put my mouth over him and sucked and ate his cum. Daddy continued pounding him for the next few minutes making sure his seed got deep. After he pulled out and i rushed over to lick him clean. AFter i started to eat out Rick. Rick started to moan again and pushed back against my face. Daddy walked over with the key and reached over and unlocked me. "Fuck him now and give him our pozz charge", Daddy said My cock sprung hard and was already wet with precum. I put his legs up and rammed into him. While i am not as big as Daddy i am still a good size and fucked him. He moaned like a slut and begged me for my seed. "Looks like we got ourselves a cum whore" Daddy said laughingly I kept pounding into him, his ass squeezed my cock. As a normal bottom i felt what tops liked. I kept ramming into him but wasnt going to last long as i hadnt cum in a while. Daddy came behind me and stuck 2 fingers in me as i was fucking Rick. Thats all i needed. " Ohhhh here you go faggot", i yelled and came deep in his ass. I felt 7-8 spurts into him. I kept pumping into him as Daddy massaged my prostate, it was an intense orgasm. Daddy pulled out his fingers and gave it to me to clean, liked them up. We all collapsed and cuddled next to Daddy and made out together. I looked over at the clock it was 5am. What a night.

The dude just kept their and let the guy fuck him. The guy didnt last long and then the next guy fucked him too. He just stayed their and let them take him and breed him. He moaned the whole time, you could tell he loved it. After the last top finished with him, the Latino guy walked back in. "I heard there is a new slut", he said He walked over to the dude who was still bent over and slammed in him. The dude moaned and the Latino fucked him hard. He fucked him for a good 20 minutes. He was doing long deep strokes and short and fast strokes. The dude just kept taking it and moaning. "Yeah youre another slut arent you. You need poz dick dont you", he said" "Ughhhh yes fuck me please fuck me hard and give me your poz load please", he moaned and begged "Yeah beg for it cunt", he said He kept slamming into him when finally he shot his load into him. "Ohhh heree take my charged load bitch", he said The dude suddenly started to shake and shot all over. I began sucking him and eating his cum. After all the fucking we were all spent. "Ok boy you and our new friend lets get in the car and go home" Daddy said The new dude whose name was Rick look surprised but happy. We had a new boy at our house.

I love the degradation of it personally. To be made to feel subhuman and worthless that I’m not even worth a thank you after taking a cumload. Massive turn on

Chapter 11 Henrique just parked and got a text from Marc. It said, “Bring a luggage cart up with you when you come up. I’m waiting for you by the elevator”. A few minutes later, Henrique arrived at the top floor. The elevator door opened, and there was Marc waiting for him wearing just a jockstrap. “We are not leaving today, are we? I just got here. What do we need a luggage cart for?” Henrique said as he exited the elevator. He immediately began to strip down to wear just a jockstrap as well. “No, we’re not. Here” Marc handed two pairs of handcuffs to Henrique “Daddy wants you to be cuffed to the cart” “Got it” Marc cuffed Henrique's arms to the luggage cart and then rolled the cart into the room. Henry, whom the boys referred to as Daddy, is in his upper 40s. Have a nice tanned and toned body, about 6'2, and masculine acting. He has on a pair of boxers and just made a cup of coffee, sitting on the couch of their top-floor hotel suite. “You boys put on a show for me. I just might join the two of you if I’m turned on enough. There's a chest full of toys, so feel free to pick out anything you want” “Yes, daddy” Marc and Henrique said at the same time. Daddy got the boys out of the correction facility years ago when he was starting his business as a porn producer. He was looking for boys who were legal that he could manipulate, train, and make them the star of his new business. He had met them online and hooked up with these two boys before. When the boys got in trouble and didn't want their family to know, they contacted him. At the time, his porn brand needed new concepts, exploring more controversial dark fantasies. He has since made them into the main stars of his company, and his porn brand is gaining popularity domestically and abroad. He generously shared profit with these boys and also started recruiting more actors through them. The boys do not have to follow his orders, but the money is just too good, so they follow him and do what he says willingly. Henry's films have been highly controversial because of the idea of getting his actors high and subjecting them to rough sex. The disclaimers, of course, say everything was just acting but in reality…. No one is inspecting to know the legitimacy of the claim. They only need to edit out the part where the actors are getting high before publishing their videos. They do offer unedited live streaming for payers who are willing to pay high dollars and agree to some ridiculous terms if the live stream were to be recorded and redistributed. Most of those viewers who are interested in watching unedited live streams to fulfill their dark fantasies . They have no problem agreeing to the terms for a chance to satisfy their perverted desires. This was the first time Henrique was in a submissive role with Marc. For many fans of them, there has been a high demand for their role reversal. Marc has been traveling with daddies for promotion while Henrique was sent to do a different assignment. During their promotional trip, several companies have offered a great deal of money to be a part of the video. The “toy box” is filled with products from their sponsors. After building up the demand for so long, Daddy finally has the green light to make this highly demanded shoot. Today's encounter is for research purposes and is not recorded. The goal is to test Henrique's comfort level and also to get familiar with sponsor products and how to use them. Marc first greases up Henrique's body. He sucked on Henrique's hard nipples and bit on them lightly before he drips more oil on Henrique's body. He rubs the oil evenly but intentionally avoids contacting his dick. Henrique's body hair is nicely trimmed. Marc fondles Henrique's balls in his hand a bit, then pulls them downward and puts a ball stretcher on Henrique, causing him to let out a light moan. Marc went back over to the toy box and came back with a set of weighted nipple clamps connected with a chain. He attached them to Henrique's nipples, making him grunt a little. He follows up with a passionate kiss and lightly greases up the head of Henrique's now half-hard dick before moving on to applying oil to Henrique's backside. Marc slowly inserted a buttplug into Henrique. After recently giving up his hole to two hung tops less than a week ago, Henrique's hole is still a little sore, but he took in the buttplug with ease. Marc walked over to the freezer and took out the chem piss oval-shaped ice cube that came from him and Daddy during the trip. It's a mixture of both of their piss, highly concentrated and not diluted with cum like those they gave up Ben a couple of weekends ago. The butt plug has a removable core, so Marc was able to shove them in Henrique's ass without removing the plug. Marc put a spread bar in between Henrique's ankles, keeping them apart and connected the chain of the nipple clamps to the spread bar. It forces Henrique to lean forward to avoid getting his nipples pulled on harder than they already do. Marc walked around Henrique, checking out everything then went back to the toy box to search for something. Henrique started feeling the chem piss effect. It's his first time getting high in a few days. He started breathing more heavily and seemed uncomfortable staying still and his dick is now fully erected. Marc came back wearing a harness when a small camera attached to it that had a flexible joint to point at any direction. From behind, he put a mouth gag with a resealable hollow opening in Henrique's mouth. Then he rolled the luggage cart to daddy while getting ready to do a hot rail that daddy had heated up for him while he was “accessorizing” Henrique's body. Daddy got up and closely examined everything. He moved the nipple clamp a bit closer so it clamp on the nipples more securely. Pull on the chain to test the weight causing Henrique to grunt and his dick flex. Marc finished a rail and opened up Henrique's mouth gag and blew all the smoke in his mouth then sealed the gag. With nowhere else to go, the smoke was slowly coming out of Henrique's nostrils. It was a good hit bc it got him a little light-headed and hornier than ever. Daddy pulls out the buttplug core. The chem piss ice cube had been fully absorbed. He pulled the whole thing out and watched Henrique's hole nice and open as it slowly closing then he shoved it right back in there. Henrique moaned as Marc blew another batch of smoke into his mouth gag then untied the chain from the spread bar so Marc could tease Henrique's dick with his tongue. He licks it lightly all over. Henrique instinctively threw his head back and thought he could stand back up straight, but Marc had the untied chain wrapped around his finger so it pulled on his nipples. He immediately regretted doing that when he felt the unexpected pain and moved his upper body back down while smoke was still coming out of his nose. Daddy sat back down on the couch and took a big hit out of a bong, leaned back, and rubbed his cock a little through his boxer. Marc was about to put Henrique’s dick in his mouth changed his mind last minute and walked around and kicked the back of Henrique’s knees, making him go down on his knees. He opened up Henrique’s mouth gag and shoved his dick in. Marc’s dick was even slightly bigger than the mouth gag’s opening. He had no problem inserting it in as the material is adaptable but Henrique who has not been used to taking in the full length and girth of Marc’s dick gagged several times. He had saliva all over his face and Marc’s dick as Marc fucks his face with no mercy. When Marc took his dick out of Henrique’s mouth he heard. “Fuck me Marc” said Henrique. Marc had never heard those words out of his mouth before and said “What did you say?” “FUCK ME MARC” said Henrique “hmmmmm…..I might but only if you ask nicely” Marc said as he walked around to behind Henique and pumped in a huge squirt of tina mixed in lube, closed the plug again then walked to the freezer and got another chem piss ice cube “Fuck me, please sir” said Henrique for the 3rd time. “That’s more like it” Marc untied Henrique from the cart and moved him to the left side of daddy. Positioned his head right at Daddy’s crotch. Daddy got up and removed his boxer but instead of laying back down, he started cutting a line for Henrique and heating up the pipe for him. Marc opened up the plugin Henrique’s ass and put the ice cube in Henrique and said “Are you ready for my thick cock?” “Yes sir” said Henrique. Daddy moved the mirror in front of Henrique and handed him a tube for the hot rail. Henrique quickly finished the line. Before he let the smoke out of his mouth, Daddy’s dick was right in front of him and he knew exactly what he was supposed to do and put that semi-limp dick in his mouth and started sucking on it like a popsicle as the smoke slowly leaking out each time the dick thrust into his mouth. Henrique felt his hole being forced to expand as Marc slowly pushed his dick in. With a mouth filled by Daddy’s dick, Henrique whimpered as the dick entered and tried to control his breathing. Marc couldn’t make much progress, pull his dick back out and put some more lube on it then tried again. With lubricant, he started to make progress entering Henrique’s ass. Daddy grabs the loose chain hanging off Henrique’s nipple clamp and pulls it toward him. Henrique wanted to scream but couldn’t because Daddy is face fucking him hard. Marc’s dick is in all the way. He held it steady to let Henrique get used to it. He could feel Henrique’s muscle contract all around his dick. Marc handed Henrique a bottle of unlabeled popper. Henrique took two strong hits. They were so much stronger than what he was used to he eye completely blacked out for several seconds “Oh yeah…that came from a vendor. It’s too strong to be sold on the Market. Sorry, I should have mentioned that,” Marc said. “However, I can feel it completely relaxed your hole, though” as Marc began to move his pelvis while Henrique was still recovering from the poppers. As he regained consciousness, he started moaning. “Push it so your hole is opened up for him,” Daddy said “Take a deep breath, then push. Open it up for him. It’ll feel great when you stop fighting it and let it in Henrique” “Oh man….fuck…..Henrique you’re so tight” Marc said. Marc grabbed onto Henrique’s waist and poud him. Henrique was focusing on what daddy told him. His eyes are closed. He tells himself to open up his muscle for Marc’s dick then there he felt it. Marc’s hard dick no long felt painful. It was a blissful feeling that I wanted it more. “Ooohh ohhh ohhhhhhhh” Henrique moaned. His eyes under his eyelids were rolled back bc it felt so good. He grabs onto daddy waist and sucking daddy’s hard dick. He wants daddy’s cum all in his throat. He felt Marc tensing up, then waves of Marc’s warm cum splash onto his inner rectum wall. Marc stopped moving and sat on his heels but Henrique now wants to get fucked more. Those doses of chem piss may finally be hitting him in full effect. He was breathing heavily and continued to fuck himself even though Marc wasn’t moving anymore. Marc pulls out his dick then daddy told Henrique to get on his back and show him his hole. Henrique hands holding his feet and exposed his hole to daddy. “Push that cum out baby” daddy said. A few seconds later, some white cum came out of Henrique’s ass. Without hesitation, daddy wrapped his lids around Henrique’s hole and sucked up all of that cum and thoroughly rimmed his hole then penetrated his hole with his tongue. Henrique made a rare high-pitched moan. That was a sound that he doesn’t normally make. Daddy spit the cum out of his mouth onto his dick and smear it all over his dick then he pressed his dick on Henrique’s hole. Much different than earlier, this time his hole sucked daddy’s dick in. “Oh yeah…just like that baby. Take my dick in” as daddy slid his dick in. Henrique’s dick got harder and harder. Marc had his phone in his hand, filming daddy’s cock moving in and out of Henrique’s hole. He straddle over Henrique’s face and continues filming. Henrique reaches up and grab Marc by his hip and pull him down and started munching on that hole he normally own and fuck. He got it all nice and wet. daddy said “Come ride his dick Marc” “Yes sir” Marc put down the phone and sat on that dick that he knows so well. He sat down on Henrique’s dick and unclipped Henrique’s nipple clamps and lean forward to make out with him as Henrique fucking him while getting fucked by daddy’s huge dick. A few minutes later Henrique started moaning loudly because daddy started taking fast but deep thrusts, pulling his dick always fully out of his hole then thrusting all the day in then repeating. That sensation drove Henrique to cum in Marc’s ass but he didn’t mean to. Then daddy grunted loudly and shot a huge load in Henrique’s hole. It was so much cum that for a second Henrique thought daddy was pissing in his hole, but it all cum. Creamy thick white cum. Lots of it. Daddy then laid down on the floor with Henrique and Marc on each side of him. Marc moved to clean up daddy’s dick while Henrique nibbled on daddy’s left nipple. “Daddy. Are you going to Jay and Aaron’s party tomorrow?” Henrique asked “Yes. I plan on it.” Henry said. “How do you think Ben will react?” Marc asked “I don’t know but if you guys have trained him the way I instructed, then he will want to worship this dick that created him. He looked so good in the videos you guys film while I was away. I own his hole. Tomorrow I have the right to do what I want with it. I didn’t expect you two to recruit him. I thought he was straight” Henry said “We didn’t recruit him. It was Keith” Marc said. “Well….each of you gets to drop a load in him. I am going to rip his ass apart with this dick that made him. It'll be our initiation to bring him into our empire. All of us will be so rich and all we need to do is get high and fuck all day long.” Henry said

Truth

I love anon sex. I usually have that when I take extended road trips and spend a night or two in a new city I haven't been to before. Hit up guys on various apps later in the evening and I can always find a horned up btm who needs a load. Sometimes I go to there place and find them ass up. When that happens I usually mount up fuck and breed in a few minutes then leave. If they are a realy good btm, I might spin em around to clean my cock and we have another round. On rare occassions I get to btm for an anon top. When that happens he calls the shots (or I hope he does as a good top). I do as he says and I get a good breeding as a reward. Often I visit the same town on a road trip a few months later and looks for anon guys. Often they are guys I have played with before. There are a few guys in various places who I breed anon enuf times that now we have exchanged numbers and hit each other up when we are near one another. I have a couple top buds that I take loads from once or twice a year that I met as anon in the beginning. So anon sometimes leads to non-anon, but it is still good fuckin so it is all good.

Chapter 3 I woke the next morning, and had morning glory thinking of the night before. However one thing had changed. I had expected the itch to be scratched, but it wasn’t. In fact , if anything it had gone the other way. I was thinking of Brad’s cock , half replaying in my mind me sucking it and half wondering if it was a dream. I should have learned not to make decisions whilst still horny. I grabbed my phone. ‘Hi’ I pressed send, the text sent to Brad. ‘Youre keen’ came the reply around 5 mins later. I had to make a quick decision. Horny cock brain was engaged. ‘ I want to learn more’ I replied. ’Good Boy, I will teach you all you need to know. 8pm, same place’ The time dragged at work. I was horny most of the day. I needed to cum but didn’t want to spoil the evening, or change my mind. I kept on the boil all day until the time came. I pulled up again outside . I walked up to the door, and like last time, it opened in silence. ‘strip’ came a voice in the dark, as the door closed. This time there were no lights on, just the tv screen again playing bareback porn, two heavily tattooed guys going hard at it. I stripped. My cock hard. ‘I am going to mould you, teach you and you will love the new you in time. I can’t promise you will still be with your girlfriend at the end of it, but you will love cock, cum and everything in between.’ ‘Yes sir’ I instinctively replied. ‘ I need to know you are serious, For you to show your commitment. You will go to Eagle tattoo parlour in town. Ask for Carl and say I sent you. He will give you a small discreet tattoo, he may even pierce you. Do you understand? ‘ ‘Yes sir’ I replied again. I was still hard and cock brain was in full control. ‘Now kneel’ I knelt and felt a blindfold go over my eyes. I felt his cock push against my lips and I opened my mouth to suck his cock once more. ‘Good boy, we are going to move on today. You liked my cum yesterday didn’t you?’ I nodded, still working on Brads cock. He lifted me and led me to what felt like a massage table, and bent me over, so my chest was laid flat, my ass exposed. He opened my legs so my ass naturally opened. He spread my cheeks and I felt His tongue start rimming my ass. Jess had never done this to me, and it felt amazing. I involuntarily pushed my ass towards my teacher. The next thing I was aware of was a bottle on front of my nose. ‘Inhale’ came the order. I sniffed, my head swam. Much later I found out these were poppers. My arse was still swimming in bliss when I felt a cold finger rubbing something round my hole. This was replaced by what I assumed was Brad’s cock. ‘what do u want boy?’ I tried to push back against his cock. ‘ I want it in me’ I whispered. ‘Can’t hear you’ ‘I want it in me please ‘ I said , much louder. ‘ one thing you need to know, if it goes in, it won’t come out until I’ve finished’ Brad stated. ‘ Please, just do it, I want it, your cock in me’ my horny cock brain was in full flow. Brad grabbed my shoulders and pushed in. I gasped, my ass felt full.’ Just relax, you will get to love this boy! ‘ Brad set off slowly but soon picked up pace. I felt my breath being fucked out of my body as he started pounding me. My mind was just blank, all I wanted was this, to feel my ass being fucked. ‘Here it comes boy your first load, I can tell it won’t be your last, ‘ and Brad grunted and pushed one last time as he came in my hole. I was panting as I felt my teacher soften and slide out. I felt empty. ‘Dress. Call me when you want lesson three. But you need marking at the parlour first if you want more,’ I grabbed my clothes, dressed in the darkness as the blindfold was removed, I could feel the cum keeping my ass moist as some started leaking out. I scooted to my car. I wanted to get home, cum myself and finger my hole, feeling my teacher’s load in me. I also had to google that parlour. I knew it wouldn’t finish here…… to be continued……….

FULL BLOWN AIDS WASTING BODY FUCK YEAH I WOULD MOST DEFINITELY WOULD WORSHIP HIS BODY AND GET RECHARGED UP BY HIM EVERY SINGLE DAY .

Part 4: One week later I reached out to Jordan again. I had not heard a word from him but he didn’t seem surprised to hear from me. This time we met at a bar in Manchester’s gay district (Canal Street). I don’t go there much anymore as I’m a bit old for the scene. I was still worried about someone I knew seeing me and the word somehow getting back to Brian… so was very nervous. This seemed to both amuse and annoy Jordan. We were not in the middle of the bar, by any means, but we were not exactly hidden either. Jordan and I sat next to each other at a table near the wall. His hand against my lower back — just above my ass — in a way that seemed casual and possessive at the same time. He leaned over and whispered in my ear. “Can’t wait to get back in that ass.” Despite my fears of being caught, my hand rested on his thigh. He leant back in his chair, which only displayed his crotch more openly. His cock was hard and straining in his jeans — even a blind person couldn’t miss it — and it was all I could do to keep myself from moving my hand to rub his bulge We chatted amiably but my eyes could barely leave his crotch. I was salivating. My ass was twitching. Let’s be honest… we weren’t here to chat or to drink. Finally, he finished his drink. “Let’s go for a walk.” We stood and i followed him out of the bar. We walked to Portland street, just a couple streets up from Canal, and he led me into a hotel lobby. “Why don’t you get us a room?” I stepped up to the front desk, agreed to an extortionate price for a last minute “walk in” booking, and gave them my credit card. A couple minutes later we were walking into our second hotel room together. Jordan kissed me, surprisingly gently, and proceeded to strip me until I was naked in front of him. Yet again, he was still fully dressed. I wondered why he never let me see him naked… but then my thoughts were shattered as he pinched my nipples. Hard enough to hurt… but only hard enough that it sent a shiver of pleasure along with the pain. He broke away and picked up the hotel phone and dialled for room service. I said nothing, just waited while he ordered a bottle of expensive champagne, although I winced a little when I thought about how much the hotel would charge for it. He hung up the phone and returned to me. His lips found mine and his tongue pushed into my mouth. His hands explored my body: holding my neck and pulling me into his kiss, sliding down my back, tracing the curve of my ass. My hands held his firm shoulders for support. My moans swallowed into his mouth. My hard cock was pressed against him and dripping. I lost track of time. I was sure I was going to cum just from this. 
Then, a knock on the door. Shit! The champagne. I started to move to the side of the room, so I couldn’t be seen from the door, but he grabbed my arm and held me. “Stay right here.” I obeyed. Standing naked in the middle of the room, in clear view, as he walked calmly across the room to the door and opened it. “Good evening, sir. Room service.” The room service waiter didn’t see me at first. His eyes were down when the door first opened and when he looked up his eyes were focused on Jordan. His eyes trailing down Jordan’s body and lingering, just a moment too long, on the hard cock still clearly visible in Jordan’s jeans. The waiter was gay then. Clearly gay. Jordan gestured him inside and the waiter obediently pushed his trolley inside. It was only then that he seemed to notice me. Naked, hard, and on full display. Jordan put his arm around the boy in a friendly manner and guided him over to me. “I see you’ve seen my pet slut.” “Kinky.” The waiter said offhandedly. He quickly surveyed my naked body and a slightly mocking sneer crossed his lips. He was cute - very cute - in a very twinky way. Early 20’s but with a very boyish look, blond hair hanging over his forehead in some sort of goofy fashion, his body thin as opposed to muscular, more androgynous than masculine. “This is Glen.” Jordan told me. “A friend of mine.” Jordan pulled me in for another kiss. I opened my mouth and accepted his tongue. Desperate to show the waiter that Jordan was mine… or, perhaps, that I was his… at least for tonight. A gentle arm pulled Glen in closer and Jordan subtly pushed my head towards him. As always, I did what Jordan wanted and met the waiter’s mouth. Our tongues intwined as Jordan caressed us in turn. The twink was clearly excited. His cock was as hard as mine and I could tell he had a nice dick. Jordan stepped behind the young man, reached around, and unbuttoned his shirt. Glen did not complain as Jordan pulled it off and tossed it to one side. The belt was next, then the trousers. Jordan’s hand slipped into the twink's underwear. I could feel Jordan’s hand gently stroking. A nudge from Jordan and the waiter kicked off his shoes. He tensed up briefly as Jordan slid his underwear down but then, just like me, accepted what Jordan wanted. Then he was as naked as I… except for his socks. As always, Jordan was almost fully dressed. Jordan was still behind him; his hands still reached around and he was playing with the twink’s exposed chest. Jordan’s crotch was pressed against the twink’s bare ass and, although I was jealous of Jordan’s attention, I had to admit it was very hot. The masculine and dominant Jordan and the thin and twinkish Glen. I had somehow found my way into a porn film come to life. “Suck him.” Jordan ordered me. I dropped to my knees. The twink had a nice dick, although nowhere near Jordan’s endowment. About seven inches long and reasonably thick. His thin body, however, emphasised the endowment. His foreskin still covered most of his cockhead but he was dripping precum. I slipped him into my mouth savouring the taste. Jordan had his phone out and took a few pictures before setting it down. Glen smiled down at me and started pushing into my mouth. I met him thrust for thrust, taking him easily into my throat. A moan escaped from somewhere deep inside and I took pride that, despite his initial attitude towards me, he was getting into the blowjob. I heard the tell-tale sound of a zipper sliding down. Jordan fished his cock out and let the waiter feel it against his cheek. I felt Glen bend over slightly above me , so I shifted to keep his cock in my mouth. From my new vantage point I had a clear view of the twink’s hole. Jordan had already slipped one finger inside. Jordan had pulled a bottle of lube from somewhere and was applying it to the twink’s hole. More lube, more fingers, more stretching. From my vantage point, I had a clear view as the fingers pulled out of Glen’s ass and Jordan quickly lubed up his dick. Glen felt like he was ready to burst his load down my throat in anticipation. He was purring like a kitten. Jordan pushed his dick into Glen’s willing hole as I continued to suck. I felt a pang of jealousy… I thought I was the one getting fucked today. "Look at him." Glen said, gesturing towards me, "Looks like a baby who's had his candy taken. " Jordan laughed. "I think you have I can hear his pucker quivering from here." After fucking the waiter for a few more minutes, however, Jordan pulled out. “Let’s try something different.” Glen moved to the bed. He lay his back, his hard cock sticking straight up, spreading lube on his cock, watching me. This had obviously all been planned out. Jordan slid a couple of fingers into my hole, applying a generous amount of lube there, then gave me a gentle push. “Sit on his dick.” I obeyed. Straddling Glen’s hips, I lowered myself onto him. I admit, I didn’t even consider asking for a condom. I just let his shaft slide inside me. I rode up and down the shaft, each time taking him deeper, and soon felt his balls against my ass. He pulled me over, flat against his chest, and kissed me. His cock never leaving my hole. I tried to lean back up to keep riding him but his arms were wrapped around me, holding our chests together. He had my arms pinned in some kind of wrestling manoeuvre. I could hear Jordan slide his pants down… something it occurred to me he had never done around me before… but I couldn’t turn around. “Hole is still fairly tight….” Glen said to Jordan with a smile. “Not for long.” I felt Jordan move behind me and the tip of his hard cock touched my hole. Oh fuck! He wouldn’t — surely he couldn’t — try to push his giant cock in next to Glen’s? The growing pressure told me he would… and that he was. I’m no virgin but, even in my single days, I had never taken two cocks at once. Hell… Jordan’s cock alone was the biggest I had ever taken. And other than our encounters over last the few weeks, I hadn’t been fucked in years. Was he trying to rip me in half? His hands gripped my hips, pulling me firmly back into him. Glen held me tightly against his chest, my arms still pinned, and I couldn’t pull away. “Come on, slut. Open your ass and let me get inside you.” Jordan’s laugh was cruel. This was a whole new side to his dominance and it scared me. But I was hard as a rock. “Come on, you know you want it. You told me you’ve been thinking about getting my cock back inside you.” “You are too big to both fit inside at once.... I can’t do it.” “You can.” Glen whispered below me. “Relax and take him… like you want to.” He kissed me and slipped his tongue into my mouth. Glen’s arms moved, still pinning me to him, and his hands gripped my ass. Pulling my cheeks apart. Opening me slightly more for Jordan’s assault. Our tongues danced and, despite my fears, I felt myself relax slightly, surrender, and, despite my limited mobility, try push back onto Jordan’s cock. The pain exploded throughout my body. I cried out but the sound was more of a strangled grunt. I couldn’t breathe. I literally saw stars. But… his cock head was in. “There you go, you fucking slag. I told you that you wanted it.” There was no mercy in Jordan’s voice. “You are going to get what you deserve this time for sure.” His words passed by me like smoke in the air. They didn’t mean anything to me until I remembered them later. He was pushing deeper now. The pain wasn’t as sharp but I still felt like he was ripping my spine out of my body. But, and I can’t really explain it, it felt amazing at the same time. I felt full. Beyond full. Stretched. I felt cheap. Whorish. And strangely around of it. Maybe it was pride at taking them both. Maybe it was pleasure at giving Jordan what he wanted. Maybe it was, in some dark psychological way, the thrill of cheating on my husband with two hot younger guys. I don’t know. And at that moment, I didn’t care. I was carried away on the sensations that were ravaging my body as the two cocks ravaged my ass. In and out of my hole. Their two bare cocks in my hole. Jordan pushing forward insistently. Glen trying to stay in sync but less able to move from his position beneath me. I was vaguely aware of Jordan’s phone out yet again to take pictures. He grunted a stream of obscenities at me. “Yeah, you damn skank. You want what I’ve got don’t you? We’re going to give it to you. Your pussy is broken in now. You will never be the same.” Jordan was determined and his insistence defeated any flimsy resistance my body could offer. It took time but I felt his balls slap against my ass. “There you go. All the way in. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?” I grunted in reply. Unable to form words. It was never destined to last long. They pounded my ass. Fiercely. My ass felt torn up. “I’m going to shoot!” Glen cried out. He thrust up once more. His whole body shook. His cock spasmed in my ass as he emptied his balls. Finally he was still. His cock was still inside me but softening. This was enough to push Jordan over the edge. He pulled himself up onto my back . Pressing into me with his weight. Hips pistoning. Forcing me to take every inch. “Fuck yeah. Gonna breed you really good, bitch. Been saving this up for you.” And he came. Volley after volley. His hot breath on my neck. Finally he collapsed fully onto my back. The two cocks slid from my hole. Leaving me feeling empty. My whole insides felt coated with their warm seed. I could feel some dripping out of my hole. Glen slid his tongue back into my mouth. After a few moments, Jordan rolled off me to snap a few more pictures of my hole. “Fuck yeah. Come here, Glen. Take a look.” I rolled over to allow Glen to escape from beneath me. Then collapsed again on my belly. “Shit! That’s hot. Looks like he bled a bit.” I heard what I assume was a high five behind me. Jordan put the phone by my head. “Take a look, slut.” I looked at the pictures on his phone as he flicked through them. My hole was open. Stretched wide. In one of the pictures he had even put a couple fingers in my ass and I hadn’t even noticed. He was right. I was completely broken in. The cum dripping from my hole had a decidedly pink tint. Jordan slapped my ass. “Here. Get off the bed. Glen needs to get back to work. Clean him up.” I rolled off the bed, sliding to my knees on the floor. Glen stepped up and I obediently sucked the licked his hips and thighs clean of any fluid that had dripped. I wanted to get a look at Jordan, naked near me for the first time, but he stepped behind me and was out of sight. Glen slid his dick into my mouth. “Gotta piss.” He said absently. And then my mouth was filling with his warm fluid. I scrambled to swallow. He hadn’t asked if I wanted it, if I was interested. He just knew I would accept it at this point. I was a hole to use however they liked. The acrid flavour filled my mouth and the warm feeling spread down my throat and into my stomach. And when he was done I licked every drop from his piss slit before he moved away to get his uniform back on. “Hmmm. I need a piss too.” Jordan laughed. “Gives me an idea. Get back on the bed, slut. On your belly.” I obeyed and Jordan straddled above my ass, once again positioning us so I couldn't get a good view of his naked body He spread my cheeks slightly. “Yep. He’s still gaping wide. Watch this, Glen.” Warmth filled my hole as his hot piss sprayed inside my gaping sphincter. The salty fluid stung my torn up hole but I didn’t move. A generous flow of the fluid ran down my ass and I felt the bed get very wet beneath me. He stayed just far enough away to keep from being splattered. “What a damn slut.” Jordan laughed. But he moved over and kissed me, surprising me with his return to gentleness. He moved off me and was immediately getting dressed. I glanced over just as he was pulling his jeans on. I caught just a glimpse of a tattoo on his hip but couldn’t make it out. Then they were gone. I lay on the bed for awhile, unable to move. Finally I dragged myself to the shower to clean up. And wondered when I would get to see Jordan again.

I said something similar to this before in another forum, but... I'm a white guy there is a lil bit of latent racism in this forum about black men, as well as a lot of "mandingo" fetishization going on in here. I've been with guys from all walks of life, including many black men, and I've had two ex's that are black, and I can assure you that many of the stereotypes are false or greatly exaggerated. Black dicks, just like men of all races come in all different sizes, and they are not all "hung fuck gods" I cant even count how many times I've surprised a black guy I'm hooking up with, simply by wanting to top him, instead of "taking his black dick" Additionally very few black men are attracted to the kind of fetishization talk that many talk about in here. (its a huge turn off). This is one of the many reasons so many black men only date and fuck within their race. So quick tip, if you want to attract black men, just treat them like any other guy, and leave words like "BBC" etc out of the convo. As for is it taboo? No unless you are racist or stuck in a old mentality about race relations. This goes for both sides.

Part 5: Aftermath The ringing phone next to the bed woke me the next morning. I was alone. Ken had left the room sometime in the night. His cum, and Wes’s, though had dried on my ass. And I could still taste his piss on my breath. What the hell had I done the night before? It all seemed so unreal in the light of the day. Yet it was real. I had admitted to myself, and to the two guys who had fucked me, that I was gay. I fumbled and answered the phone. “Yes?” “This is the garage.” A voice said. “Your car is ready.” I got myself showed and dressed. Ken was at the desk. He was his friendly self again but didn’t say anything about the night before. I wasn’t sure what to say… so I didn’t mention it either. I paid my room bill and he gave me directions to the garage. As I was walking out the door though, he gave me a little wink. “Hope you stay over again the next time you are passing through.” My ass gave a little spasm and I smiled. “Hell yeah.” The garage was just a short walk down the street. Wes was there, working on some pickup. He gave me one his nods, no smile, and pointed me into the office. The guy in the office was about my age, maybe a year or two older. He put together the paperwork and I gave him my credit card for the charges. My eyes kept wandering to his crotch. I wondered what equipment he had down there. He didn’t seem to notice. A few minutes later I was loading my bags back into the car. Wes was leaning against the pickup he was working on. I made a little show of lifting my ass but noticed his eyes were watching me. He gave me a little smirk and adjusted his crotch a little. Oh yes. I would be coming back through this town again. The rest of my drive to San Diego was uneventful… if long and a little boring. I had rented a room in an apartment off campus through an agency and would be sharing with 3 other guys strangers but all students at the college. Two bedrooms with 2 beds in each one. It seemed I was the last to arrive as the rest of them were sitting in the front room. Two of the guys, Scott and Gary, seemed to know each other and were taking one room.That left me with the other guy. Mark was about 6’ 3”, blonde hair, blue eyes, and was one at the university on an athletic scholarship. I didn’t hear which one. I was too busy trying not to stare. Fuck… he was beautiful. I felt a twinge of fear… how was I not going to embarrass myself sharing a room with this guy? He was wearing a t-shirt and some baggy shorts. My eyes kept wandering to his crotch despite my best efforts. I made it through the evening… barely. We all sat in the front room and chatted for a couple hours. I’m sure Mark caught me starring a couple of times. I couldn’t help it. I finally excused myself to go unpack. I’m sure I heard them laugh as I left the room… was it about me or was I just being overly sensitive? I unpacked and then sat on the bed, afraid to go back into the other room. I was still sitting there when Mark came in. “All done packing?” “Yeah… I guess.” I stammered. Mark pulled off his t-shirt and threw it into the corner. “Got to get to bed…have early morning practice and I’m beat.” My eyes flicked over his muscular chest and six-pack abs. He turned his back to me and slipped off his baggy shorts. His firm ass was framed in the jock he was wearing. My dick was hard and straining in my jeans. I forced myself to look away. The jock and shorts soon joined the t-shirt in the pile in the corner. The beds were close enough together that I could smell the salty tang of his sweat. “Hey…” he said. I turned without thinking. He was standing next to his bed. His naked body towered next to me. My eyes bulged. A thick slab of meat hung flaccid between his thighs… at least 5 or 6 inches soft. My mouth was watering. “I always sleep in the buff… hooe you don’t mind.” He said. Was there a hint of mockery in his voice? “Um… no. Whatever you want.” He slipped into bed and pulled the covers of his body. i quickly undressed and got into my own bed. I was still wearing my tighty whities and a t-shirt. He seemed to fall asleep quickly but I tossed and turned. He would toss and turn from time to time… giving me views of his body as we would kick the blankets off or readjust them. I wanted to jack off to relieve some of this tension but was afraid he would wake up and catch me. I finally fell asleep a couple hours later… grateful that I had a few days before classes started to sleep in. It was morning when I awoke to the sound of the bedroom door closing. I glanced at the alarm clock. 8:30 AM? Fuck. Way too early to get up today. I rolled over and saw Mark by the door. He was back from practice apparently. He pulled off his workout gear and wrapped a towel around his waist. His blonde hair was matted a bit and he had clearly been sweating a lot. I didn’t realise I was staring until he looked up. And caught me. “What the fuck, dude?” He said. Loudly. Anyone else in the apartment would hear him. “What are you staring at?” “I… I… I…” I realised then that he didn’t really seem angry… more amused. He walked over to my bed, towering over me. “You like what you see?” His hand rubbed his crotch through the towel. It was not as flaccid as it had been last night. In fact it seemed to be getting harder and growing. He pulled his towel back away. His hard meat bounced up. It was about a foot in front of my face. My eyes followed it. I couldn’t look away. “Working out always gets me heated up.” His hand slid up and down his shaft, jacking himself a bit. “Since you like looking at it so much, why don’t you give it a feel?” My hand wrapped around his beautiful dick. It was about 8 inches long now and still not done growing. A moan escaped my lips. My head moved forward and I slipped him inside my mouth. His hands grabbed the back of my head and pulled me forward. “Fuck yeah.” He said. I looked up, into his eyes, and he smirked at me. “Suck that cock.” One of his big hands trailed down my back and between my ass cheeks. Finding and fingering my hole. Still loose from Ken and Wes’s hard fucks, his finger slipped inside with little resistance. “Yeah… I think we are going to get along real well.”

Part 4: Ken handed Wes the smartphone and knelt on the bed near my face. I found myself staring at the pre-cum on his suit pants. I wondered what he tasted like. My tongue was touching the wet spot before I even thought consciously about it. Licking it, trying to suck it from the fabric. The hard manhood trapped inside pressed back against my tongue. I had no thoughts of running away now. “Horny little bitch, isn’t he.” Ken said. His friendly demeanour from earlier was gone. His voice was cold as he grabbed my chin and pulled my face up to look past his belly and his hairy chest and into his eyes. “Aren’t you.” “Yes, sir.” It seemed so natural to address him as sir. “And you are going to please me, aren’t you?” “Yes, sir.” “Whatever I want?” “Yes sir.” Ken nodded. “Take out my dick.” Without hesitation, I unbuckled his belt and slid his slacks down. The dick that popped out was half an inch longer than Wes’s… and it was a lot wider. At least an inch and a half wider. The mushroom shaped head was smeared with his precum. My mouth was watering. Ken grabbed my hair and pulled me into his crotch. “Suck that dick.” I obediently licked my way up his shaft until I reached the head. My lips parted and I slid in into my mouth. My tongue savoured the flavour of his pre-cum. His cum seemed sweeter than Wes’s if not quite as thick. I worked the cock head with my tongue and lips. I felt Ken grab a handful of hair on the back of either side of my head. He pulled me forward, sliding his fat dick into my mouth. It slid across my tongue and moved towards my throat. Wes was clicking a few pictures now but seemed less into it that Ken had been. In retrospect, I think he was bored. At the time, however, all I really thought about was the cock pushing deeper into my mouth. I wanted to please Ken, to feel him shoot in my mouth or my ass… or both. He hit the back of my mouth and I started to gag. Ken’s grip on my hair tightened. “Come on, bitch. Open that throat for me.” I felt like I was going to choke. My face was turning red and my eyes were watering. Ken shifted a little and his cock moved off my tongue and closer to the back wall of my mouth. I was still struggling but it felt a little easier with his dick off my tongue. I focused on relaxing my throat and realised I was breathing a little easier. I was rewarded when Ken pushed further in. Into my throat, his balls hanging just a couple inches from my lips. “That’s it.” Ken cooed above me. “That’s a good boy. Just a little more now.” He gripped me tightly and pushed forward. It was hard keeping myself from gagging but I wanted it so much. Relax. Relax. Relax. The mantra was running through my head. Those heavy balls and his untamed bush were drawing closer as he pushed deeper. I breathed in the faint scent of his sweat. Closer. Closer. His pubic hair tickled my lips. Then, with a final push, his balls were resting on my chin. He was in all the way! All the way deep into my throat. I felt a sense of triumph… made all the better by his soft moan above me. Wes took a few pictures of my face impaled by Ken’s meat. And then Ken began thrusting harder. His cum bag was swinging now, slapping lightly against my chin. On his outward stroke I could taste his pre-cum as it dripped onto my tongue. On the inward stroke, I could feel him stretching my throat. He pounded harder. My saliva was coating him now as my mouth watered around him. Just when I thought he would cum down my throat, he suddenly pulled all the way out of my mouth. I bent forward instinctively, trying to get him back in my mouth. He pushed me gently away. “Don’t worry, boy. You will get some more. But right now, I want to get a piece of that ass.” He rolled off the bed and walked around to where my butt was still raised in the air. I could feel Wes’s cum, cool now, still oozing out of my hole. Ken rubbed my butt cheek briefly before slipping a finger into my cleft and into my hole. My disappointment at not getting his load down my throat faded. A moan escaped from deep in my chest and I spread my legs slightly to give him better access. “Yeah. That’s it. Lift that boy pussy into the air for me like a bitch in heat. ” A second finger quickly followed, then a third. “You want my dick in there, boy? This cum is all the lube you are going to get.” “Yes, sir. Please fuck me.” “Yeah? You want a second POZ load tonight?” Ken leaned over my back. The weight of his belly against the top of my ass. His hairy chest against my smooth back. His hard dick poised at my hole. “Wes loaded me up real good after he tested. You want me to load you up like that too?” “Yeah, fuck my hole. POZ me up.” My cock was hard and dripping pre-cum of it’s own. “Yeah. You want it?” I felt the tip start to push forward, spreading my sphincter. The head of his dick was big and, despite the hard fuck Wes had given me, my ass tried to resist the invasion. “I want it so bad. I want you inside me.” “Shit yeah.” He let his weight bear down on me. The big head pushed against my resistance. My hole quivered. Ken pushed harder. “Take it then, you bitch. Take my dick.” I pushed back into his assault. I felt him slide forward. Just a half inch or so. But he didn’t stop. He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled himself into the fuck. And his big mushroom head forced it’s way inside. I swear I saw stars. He kept pushing. Not letting me rest for a moment. Using his weight and his leverage to push deeper inside. Past my resistance. Stretching me. The pain was excruciating and I cried out… but I was pushing back into his fuck. Impaling myself on the poker that was sliding inside me. “Fuck yeah… you are a little slut, aren’t ya?” Ken said in my ear. “Yes, sir.” “You like getting opened up like this don’t you? POZ dick forcing it’s way deep into your ass.” “Yeah… I love it!” “I thought you told Wes you were straight?” Images of my ex-girlfriend, and other girls I had fucked around with, flashed through my mind’s eye. They seemed so distant. So unreal. The sensations I felt now were so much more intense. With the second cock of the night forcing it’s way inside of me, I was more turned on than I had ever been. And I knew. I’m gay. It was like my entire world shifted in that moment. How had I never realised it? “I’m… I’m… I’m gay.” I whispered as Ken’s dick thrust deeper inside me. “Nah… you are a pussy boy.” Ken whispered in my ear. “Willing to bend over for any stranger with a hard dick and a full load to dump inside you. Aren’t you?” Wes had the phone near my face and was recording video. Recording this moment. It was hard to talk. My face was scrunched up in pain at the hard cock pushing inside me. I felt a moment of shame. But I forced the words out. “Yes, sir….” He thrust hard inside me again. “Yes, what?|: “Yes, I’m a pussy boy.” I groaned. “Yes, I love the feel of a cock in my ass.” Both men chuckled now. Ken began to thrust hard. Relentless. His sweaty chest pressed against my back. He was all the way in. His pubic hair scratching at the inside of my crack. His balls slapping against my ass as they had earlier slapped against my chin. He kept whispering in my ear. “Take that cock, slut.” “Open your pussy wide for me.” “Work for that cum… work it out of my dick.” “That’s it bitch, ride that dick.” Where Wes’s fuck had been about opening me up and using me for his pleasure, Ken’s seemed to get off on taunting and degrading me. I liked it. Wes was hard again, stroking his dick as he took me pictures. My dick was dripping pre-cum onto the hotel blanket beneath me. Ken’s breathing was getting laboured. I was about to get my second load pumped into my guts. “Yes, sir! Please… give it to me. Give me your POZ load.” “Here it comes! Gonna charge you up… make you into a proper little AIDS whore.” I felt him swell inside me. I felt my own dick expand and my second load of the night erupted from my dick. My ass spasmed around the hard cock inside. “Oh fuck, yeah!” Ken hissed. “Work that hole… work it!” His cock spasmed. His cum shooting deep inside me, joining Wes’s load from earlier. He kept thrusting and his dick kept shooting. And then he held himself deep inside and collapsed his weight on my back. I was pushed flat on the bed with his cock still inside me. His body heavy on top of mine. My back coated with his sweat. My hole stretched and sore. I never wanted it to end. Wes put the smartphone down. He put the tip of his dick in my mouth and immediately filled my mouth with his seed. I swallowed it like the manna it was. He pulled his dick from my mouth, wiping the last drops of his load on my lips. “Got to be to work early tomorrow.” He said as he got dressed. He gave Ken’s ass a playful little slap. “Enjoy the rest of the night.” Then he was gone. Ken was still hard. He pulled up enough to get the phone and snapped a couple pictures of my hole. “Not so tight anymore.” He pushed back inside me until I felt his balls back on my ass. “Shit. That is a perfect slut hole. Nice and stretched. Full of cum.” He thrust a few times then pulled out. “Got to take a piss. I would flood your hole but don’t want to wash the cum out. Time for you to learn another new trick.” He pulled me to my feet and pushed me into the bathroom, having me get on my knees inside the tub. I knew what he wanted. It seemed so dirty. i opened my mouth and waited. “Swallow it all, boy.” He said. “Swallow it all and I will give your ass another good fuck tonight." 
The yellow stream flowed into my mouth. The smell and taste was bitter but I gulped it down. An hour later, I fell asleep that night with Ken’s dick - and my third POZ load of the night - still in my ass.