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The doorbell rang at 8:30 PM on chilly wet Thursday evening at the start of long four-day Easter weekend in mid April. I left work at 4:00 PM that day and headed home, where, upon walking through the door, I witnessed my housemates, Chris and Will frantically rushing about preparing for a trip they had booked at the last minute to Greece. When they decided to look at going away I couldn’t get all the time off work and I would go with them later in the year. Their cases packed they ran out the house to head to the airport, closing the door behind them. I looked forward to four days of bliss and doing nothing. Will sent me a text telling me they were boarding the flight, followed by a text from Chris which read "Sorry to do this as it slipped my mind at the time. A guy called Barry may come at 8:30 PM. Please give him my apologies and I will contact him when I get back.” Typical, I thought. How typical I should be asked to clean up his messy arrangements. I had some dinner and sat down to watch a film. Chris was a bit of a put it about town guy, whereas Will quieter but still a sex maniac. I was 26 and just a normal guy at 5’8", average build, not such a sex maniac but enjoyed a good love maker. Just after the opening credits had passed, and before the main action commenced, there was a knock at the door. Opening the front door I was greeted by a male voice asking “Oh, hello, is Chris here?” “Are you Barry?” I asked. He nodded in reply, and, noticing he was wet from the rain I invited him in explaining “I am sorry but Chris is on a flight to Greece, last minute holiday booking.” As he looked and muttered thought it was to good to be true, I explained again that it was a very last minute thing. I offered him a chance to dry off and made a coffee. Barry was late 40’s 5’11” slim build with a mohican style haircut cut and goatee beard. He took his coat off and sat down as I handed him his coffee. We chatted a while and he had travelled five hours on the train and was set to spend the weekend with Chris. “That’s unusual for Chris to invite someone to stay the weekend. What were you planning on doing?” I asked out of interest. “He wanted to spend the time having me breeding him to knock him up.” Not quite fully understanding what he meant I asked him to explain it a bit more. “He wanted me to bareback fuck and shoot my toxic seed into his arse all weekend,” Barry replied. “You was going to poz him?” To my shock he nodded in affirmation. Being in his presence was quite intoxicating and dangerous I thought, still I asked “Are you heading back tonight?” “No, last train has gone.” “Well you could stay over and head back in the morning,” I offered, thinking that it should be fine. He gratefully accepted my invitation, stepped over to me and thanked me with a kiss on the cheek and a cuddle. Did I linger to long or did he as I still had my arms wrapped around him as he looked at me and smiled “Do you like to make love or fuck?” he asked, taking me by surprise. “More love making,” I replied as he gently caressed my cheek with his hand and his mouth moved towards mine he kissed me on the mouth tenderly several times. “I don’t bareback at all though,” I pointedly explained. He continued his tender kissing moving down my throat and back to my mouth where his lips parted as they rested on mine his tongue flickered in to my mouth and I was swallowed up sexual prowess. We made our way to my bedroom as he kissed me more deeply our mouths locked together as he started undressing me and himself till we stood naked. He gently pushed me towards the bed until I fell on to it, looking up at his hairy chest flowing down to a beautifully erect eight inch thick cock. I felt his cock on my lips as I gladly took the head in to my mouth licking and caressing moving up and down the shaft I noticed a slight salty taste of precum as I continued to massage his cock with my mouth. He pushed me back till I was laying flat on my back and climbed on top of me and continued to kiss me deep and slow. By now I was totally in his power and finding him more and more sexually attractive. His legs started to move mine up around his hips into the missionary position, as he did so I felt the head of his cock rubbing against my hole as my hips pushed upwards. Still lip locked he took my responsiveness as a sign I was ready as his hips gyrated positioning the tip of his cock on my hole, the pressure increased and my hole parted as his head slipped in my back arched up at the pain. His kissing arousing me even further as I felt a bigger surge of pain as he started pushing his thick shaft deeper into my arse until the searing pain stopped and I relaxed. He positioned his arm around my neck to hold my head as he moved his head towards my ear breathing hot air he whispered “I am going to make love to you properly,” he murmured, looking into my eyes as he started slow gently rocking of his hips against mine. Catching my breath I involuntarily moaned. His mouth sought mine with a new tenderness and we became one as our bodies entwined his paved quickened. The pain began to hit again as we had been making love for nearly half an hour and his hips were thrusting forward with more power and speed, he released me from our kiss as his mouth moved to me as his arm around my neck pulling me in tighter he began moaning and grunting louder and louder as his hips bucked and pounded into me. I was lost in ecstasy begging him to make love to me, he let a guttural moan “I’m breeding, yeah, I'm planting my seed in your beautiful body." His hip slammed against mine grinding away as I felt his cock give a big jolt as my arse filled with his warm seed, pulsation after pulsation of seed shooting in me as he held me tight and deep on his cock. He kissed my neck and found my mouth again as we locked together again. We lay together as he turned the light out and fell asleep. As morning came around I woke up to find him lying on his back, as I turned on to my side I felt him roll on to his side coming up behind me his arm went around my body he kissed my neck. I felt his stiff cock rubbing at my arse before he gently eased it in to my hole and pushed me on my stomach. He positioned himself and fucked me hard and rough. The discomfort I was feeling made me struggle slightly which he seemed to enjoy as he started pounding harder. As he moaned and kissed my neck as I felt his cock twitching as it released another toxic load in to my body. Laying on top of me, his cock buried deep inside, panic came over me as I considered what I had just done. Sensing as much, he cuddled me, calming me whispering sweetly in my ear “You're mine now, I own you." Completely seduced by him he asked me if I wanted him to stay until Monday as he enjoyed making love and knocking me up. Against better judgement I agreed, knowing that I was letting this real man make love to me planting his toxic seed inside me. The weekend turned out to be amazing as the sex was very spontaneous as there was no fumbling around for condoms.

I’ve gotten together with Matt on lots of occasions. We’ve gotten to know each other’s likes and dislikes and have fun pushing each other’s boundaries. Matt wanted to do something special for my birthday. He asked if I’d be open to having him set up a weekend where we partied, and then he could use me however he wanted. He also said he would try to get some other guys to come over. Of course, I was up for that. He told me to prepare for a weekend with my legs in the air and my hole gaping open. Before heading to Matt’s place on Friday, I did a good cleanout. I shaved my balls and trimmed up a bit around my dick, but I left the hair on my ass alone. I like shaving my balls since it lets me wear a cock ring with less worry about getting hairs caught in, and the minor trim on my bush just makes things look better. Matt likes my hairy ass, so I was definitely keeping that. Matt and I are both hairy. Matt has a dense thicket of fur on his chest, legs, arms, and some on his back. His ass, though, is a marvelously hairy beast. There is hair everywhere, and it gets denser as you near his hole. I really like the way the hair on his back melts into the hair on his ass. It tapers down as it goes down his back, getting almost to a point before it spreads out again to cover his ass. It looks amazing! I have a moderate amount of hair on my chest. Like I said, I trim my bush and shave my balls, but that’s all the manscaping I do. Matt doesn’t do any trimming, and his fur is lush and wonderful. There’s not much hair on my back, but my ass is covered in a light coating of fuzz. My hole is hairy, too. I had on my orange jockstrap under my clothes since Matt told me that this was a “no holes barred” weekend. This way, guys would know I was up for anything. It was likely that I’d strip down to my jock as soon as I got in Matt’s house, and I was wondering what (if anything) he would be wearing when I arrived. My excitement level was high as I got on the Uber to his house. I could have driven myself, but I thought I might not want to drive home, so this seemed easier. Also, since I didn't need to focus on driving, I could let my mind run rampant with thoughts about the weekend. The driver dropped me off, and I walked into Matt’s house. He told me to go ahead and just come in and make myself comfortable. There was a card on the table with my name on it. It was a sexy birthday card from Matt, with a note telling me to head down the hall to the playroom when I was ready. I stripped down to my jockstrap and went down to the last room on the left. It’s Matt’s playroom, and I’ve been there many times. The main feature is the sling, but he also has a fuck bench, rim seat, plus a TV, bed, a few chairs, and the regular lineup of lubes, toys, and poppers. Matt was on the bed, wearing a red jockstrap and harness. He was texting someone, sitting back and had his legs bent, showing me the entrance to his sweet hairy ass. He smiled at me and said, “Good to see you. Get in the sling.” I did as requested, positioning my feet in the stirrups and adjusting the pillow behind my head. He let me settle in and hang there for a bit. My ass was hungry, so I reached down and started fingering my hole. “OK, pig, you’re going to get that hole worked over this weekend,” Matt said, laughing at my neediness. “But first, we gotta get you spun.” I thought we’d smoke or maybe do a booty bump, but Matt had a different idea. When he came over to the sling, he had two prepared rigs in his hands. He put one down and said, “That’s for later,” before telling me to stick out my arm. He put a tourniquet on and raised a vein. We’ve slammed before, so he knows where my good spots are. Then, he swabbed it down with a wipe and got ready to point me. “You ready?” he asked. I nodded, and he stuck me, got a register, and then pushed down the plunger. He took off the tourniquet, and I raised my arm in the air. The rush was coming, and I coughed a few times. Matt had moved to the base of the sling and picked up a dildo. He slid the lubed toy into my ass, eliciting a groan of approval and appreciation from me. This wasn’t the largest of the toys that we played with, but it was a good size to start the stretching. Matt is very good at fucking me with a dildo. He’d pull it back and forth, sometimes taking it all the way out but usually keeping it inside me. He was twisting it around and would shake it to send vibrations down my ass. Now, he pulled this dildo out and picked up one with a knot in it. He shoved it in up to the knot quickly, but the knot wasn’t passing through my hole. “Take some poppers,” he commanded. I picked up the bottle, still rushing from the slam, and took two deep hits. When I put the bottle down, Matt gave the dildo another shove, and it slid all the way inside me. Fuck, this felt amazing! The slam, plus the poppers, plus the huge dildo in my ass made me into a happy pig. Matt slowly extracted the dildo from my ass. The next thing to go in was his hand. He lubed up both hands and placed his left at my hole. He used his other hand to pull me onto his hand. Once his knuckles had breached my hole, he eased up in the pressure and let me get used to the invasion. He’s fisted me enough that he knows what I like, and he was going to deliver it to me today. He was flexing and twisting his hand around, just inside the entrance. This gives me a nice stretch and prepares me for the deeper work I was sure would come around. Once he had played at the level for a bit, he used a twisting motion to delve further into my ass. His hand slid to my second hole, and he kept it in place for a while. At that depth, he was just flexing his hand a little bit, but the sensations in my ass were much more pronounced. Matt’s fingers started to probe through the bend, taking them into my colon. This is the wildest sensation. He told me to use some poppers, and once they had taken effect, he slid more of his hand through the bend and deep into my bowels. Once there, the smallest movements of his sent seismic vibrations through me. Looking down, I could see a bump in my stomach, showing where his hand was. It felt amazing and was so stimulating to know that my ass was completely receptive to his hand. Now, he began to remove his hand. He took his time, twisting and flexing on the way out so that I would always know exactly where his hand was in my ass. When he got to the widest part of his hand, he quickly withdrew it from my ass, leaving me empty and wanting more. Now, he picked up a shard to shove in my ass. On top of the recent slam, this would send me soaring. He used four fingers from his hand to slide the shard into my ass. I felt the familiar burn as it started to melt and work its way into my bloodstream. Once I was bumped, Matt walked over to the bed and picked up his phone again, checking the apps to see what was happening.

Love a nice thick ass to get inside of...would love to eat that hole and pound it deep

Three loads in! Discovered on Sniffies my neighbor loves bear ass. He brought friends

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”

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

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)

and then you proceed to list a number of the more egregious qualities about the former President, any one of which is a disqualifier for most folks. 1. I've heard many comments comparing him to Hitler, but none that actually believe he's Hitler returned from the bunker where he shot himself. He's literally similar, obviously, but he's certainly not Hitler redux. 2, Everyone has concerns about who would exercise undue influence over him. He has demonstrated the shallowness of his character for decades, and any conman (or woman) could manipulate him easily. All that's required is flattery. 3. "Hoping" that he's learned something from his Presidency implies that he might have learned something useful. He has not. What he did learn, is that the adoration of millions of citizens he's fooled, manipulated, taken advantage of, feeds his own insecurities. He's like a little boy who is juuuuust clever enough to steal cookies from the jar, without the intelligence to replace the stolen cookies with something else underneath the cookies, so mommy won't figure it out. 4. You also express (well-founded) concerns about his choice for Veep. So does every non-maga person on the face of the globe. He's been against/for so many dramatically opposing viewpoints, and in the short space of a couple of years, no one can believe anything that comes out of his mouth. If there's a replica of Shitler lurking about, it's Vance; exponentially more clever than the wanna-be returnee. 5. I tend to agree with you re: the ancient texts. They are used now only partially, to prop up anti-human viewpoints. 6. To your second paragraph, I think most of us have the same experiences; I know I do. What is the point you're trying to make? Given that the former President cares little about anyone or anything more than feeding his own ego, surely you realize that the correlation between his inflated self-image is far, far more important to him than caring about anything else, including gay folks. If elected, he would gladly order every single one of us either deported (as part of the mass deportations he goes on about), if not rounding us up to be shot. If "killing all the queers" would garner him praise from his supporters, he wouldn't (attempt) to think about it for one second. It would please all the misguided "christians", and it wouldn't bother him one iota. In the event that you "don't think Trump presents any threat to me", and everyone else with the same goals, wake up. He would cheerfully, gladly, and happily commit genocide (against us and any/every other group the magaroids aim at), if it allowed him to squat on top of the nation for one more day. If you could explain your reasoning, it would be helpful. Thanks.

It seems to me, on a gay site called "Breeding Zone," "rear mongering" would be a good thing? Sorry, i couldn't resist. Am guessing you meant to write "fear mongering." i do not think i'm a fear mongerer because i see similarities, parallels between Hitler and Trump, and try to parse those out by citing studies or articles that look to identify those similarities. Do i think they are one and the same? No. Do i think there are valid comparisons? Oh yeah. From where i sit, Trump is not as open about his specific goals and agenda as Hitler. Hitler clearly identified the Jewish people as a target (then later added in Gypsies, homosexuals and Jehovahs witnesses?). Trump has identified those people who opposed him as targets for vengeance. i don't see Trump standing for anything specific other than him being in power. His big deal seems more self focused and on getting and retaining a position of power. To me, that makes him different than Hitler. Hitler had some very specific agenda that he implemented once he had power. To me, Trump seems less dedicated to any specific agenda other than having and retaining power. my concern with him is the people backing him, those who help put him in power. i believe as long as he perceives he is in charge, gets his monumental ego stroked, he will implement agenda of supporters, like the religious right and Project 2025, in order to retain his power.

"Again De Berg is alive to rhymes with Hitler. “There were a lot of National Socialists interviewed after the war who said, well, yeah, OK, Hitler was saying all these extreme things but we realised he was a mass politician and we thought that he was just saying things that he didn’t really mean, that he was just exaggerating a little bit. Someone said the demands in Mein Kampf we took as the dogmas in the Bible – no one thought that these things would be fulfilled 100%. “The same is true, dangerously, with the things that Trump says. In his rallies he outlined a whole range of very problematic things that he would do when he was going to be president, but that doesn’t mean all people literally believe that. I don’t think they literally believed that he was going to build this big concrete wall between Mexico and the United States. Many of them thought, unconsciously, what he’s really saying is he will protect America’s traditional identity. “And that – to use a posh phrase – interpretative openness means that both the more extreme followers and the less extreme or ‘moderate’ followers can recognise themselves in the speaker’s words. That made Hitler and makes Trump so difficult.” Trump’s incoherent, meandering and zigzagging mode of speech adds to the effect. “Trump goes from the FBI to a judge to the Democrats to communists and so on. You can then say, well, clearly this guy is an intellectual nitwit, he can’t talk in a logical, argumentative way. He could but he realises that this vague way of tying all these people together actually gives different sections of the electorate different things they can identify with. Some might not like the FBI, others might not like immigrants and so on.” Trump made more than 30,000 false or misleading claims during his four years as president, according to a count by the Washington Post. Perhaps the most egregious is “the big lie” that he, not Joe Biden, won the 2020 presidential election, only for it to be stolen due to widespread fraud. De Berg writes in his book: “The idea behind the concept of the big lie is that if an untruth is sufficiently extreme, people are likely to accept it if only because they cannot bring themselves to believe that anyone could lie in such an outrageous manner. “It was Hitler who came up with the concept, writing in Mein Kampf that ‘the great masses of the people … more easily fall victim to a big lie [große Lüge] than to a little one, since they themselves lie in little things, but would be ashamed of lies that were too big. Such a falsehood will never enter their heads, and they will not be able to believe in the possibility of such monstrous effrontery and infamous misrepresentation in others.’”" [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/article/2024/jun/03/donald-trump-hitler-similarities

i found it hard to believe when Trump became popular enough to get elected in 2016... i think a lot of people were as shocked as i was. Political movements have a way of surfacing folk who might live closeted lives because of fear, but if someone who espouses similar ideology gains a position of power, closet doors are flung open and we discover an element of our society that truly exists. It sure happened in Germany back in the 1930's and 40's... the parallels seem profound to me.

For most of my life before my husband the laughter was only if there was a malfunction of some sort; not any joyous laughter that I remember. The first time my husband (to be) fucked me we both laughed during and startled each other; it was joy for both of us. After the fourth time in a couple of hours we had nothing more in the tank(s) figuratively (and literally) we were laying back still panting on sweat-soaked sheets and at the same time both of us laughed. Then we were both startled. Then we broke into huge laughter. Finally when we got ourselves to where we could talk a little he looked at me and said, “FUCK we did that GOOD!” I asked him, “‘that’ meaning only one of the four?” And we were laughing hysterically again and it was explosions out of both of us of huge joy that had been only expressed in our fucks and sucks and kisses and touches but not enough to release and share it all. MANY times in the years since we have collapsed after sex; and then at some point we both laugh with that same joy. Rarely with a play-mate; usually à deux. And our persist use of “that GOOD” and “those GOOD” are our private jokes.

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Note: This is a work of fiction. Any relationship to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Enjoy the story. In the Cards I was cruising a website looking for some action when I became engaged in a discussion with another guy about card games and Russian roulette and the possibility of getting pozzed. I have always been interested in being a bottom among other bottoms and having random poz or neg guys breed me and then wait for the results. In my mind it is the ultimate chaser experience. The guy told me that he was getting a group four tops and four bottoms together—neg bottoms and neg and poz tops for a breeding session involving selection by a deck of cards. At least one top in the group would be poz. He needed one more bottom to complete the group. I thought about the possibility of risking being pozzed and the randomness of the draw had me interested. After thinking about it fir a few minutes I responded that I wanted to play. He gave me the address and told me to be there in an hour. Despite my apprehension at becoming poz, the odds were good that I wouldn’t and I cleaned up and drove to the address. It was a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. I was suddenly very excited because I had expected some sleazy place. The host met me at the front door and verified that I was indeed invited to the party. He was as described in his profile. Mid-30’s, white, youngish looking, black hair, neatly groomed. He had on shorts and a tee shirt, I could see the outline of his ample cock behind the material. I wondered if he was a top or bottom. I was then ushered inside to the very nicely appointed entry hall. I noticed six piles of clothing on the floor and was not surprised when I was invited to strip naked and leave everything in a pile on the floor. As I was stripping my host took off his shorts and tee shirt and laid them on a pile. His cock was awesome, even flaccid. He was cut and thick. Since the host had stripped while I was doing the same, I guessed that I was the last to arrive. Once naked I faced my host and he guided me to the party room. Six other guys were there lounging. It was a nice mixture of races and body types. I figured that the guys with the biggest cocks, including one black guy, were tops. No sex was taking place, but some drinks and munchies were being served. The room was large and I also saw that there were four areas prepared for sex, it was going to be a communal fuck session orgy. The host began speaking ,”Gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s roulette breeding party. Four of us are bottoms and four are tops. The idea is that each top will breed at least one bottom tonight. You already know that at all of the bottoms are neg, or at least indicated to me that they are neg, and of the tops at least one is poz. There is a minimum 25 percent chance that the bottoms will be bred by the poz top. The poz top or tops are HVL and med resistant. Whomever the lucky bottom or bottoms are will likely convert as a result of tonight’s party.” I felt a chill go down my spine. It was real! But, I thought that there was only a one in four chance that I would get the poz top. He continued, “Here is how it will go down tonight. Each of the tops has already drawn a card, Ace, King, Queen or Jack. Each of the bottoms will draw a card and the top with the matching card will be their breeder. Once the initial breeding session is over, you are welcome to stay and enjoy the drinks, food and any other sex you desire. It is 10 PM now, at 11 PM, the status of each of the tops will be revealed and they have all agreed that they will likely be ready for sloppy seconds by then, if you desire a fuck knowing what is involved. And the bathroom is now locked—we don’t want any of the bottoms losing their hard earned cum loads.” I was in awe at how the night was going to play out. I was definitely taking a huge chance. But my naked cock was beginning to harden at the prospect of knowing I might be fucked by a poz guy. Did I really want to be pozzed? I liked the looks of the cocks around the room. Big and thick. Any of them would easily tear my bottom up and potentially provide a toxic ending.” “It is time for the bottoms to draw their cards. The order will be the order in which they arrived.,” came the next announcement from our host. I was last and watched the king, jack and queen get drawn. As each card was drawn, the cocks of the tops began to harden around the room. The game was on. The only card left was the Ace of Spades. It was time for the tops and bottoms to match up. As each of the tops went to their bottoms, I realized that my top was our host. He had the matching ace. He came over to me and smiled. “I had hoped that I would get you,” he said. “You are going to enjoy yourself.” He reached out and twisted one of my nipples roughly. I loved it. I love having my nipples abused and as he did that my cock began to swell in anticipation. I took a quick look around the room and saw the other three couples already beginning the process of coupling and breeding. Getting through the initial meeting and preparing the bottom to accept the seed of the bulls in the room. Our host led me to the sofa and pushed me roughly onto it and began to rim me deeply. He was preparing my bottom to receive the seed he was going to put into me. I wondered if he was THE poz top. He offered me poppers and I took a deep hit. He had a beautiful cock and I was anxious to begin sucking it to full hardness. Without warning he stopped rimming my bottom and pulled me close for a deep kiss. I loved the taste of my bottom on his lips. I knew he was getting close. His cock was nearly erect. I moved down to suck him, stopping to bite his nipples, which he enjoyed. He kept saying harder and I bit harder and harder. I took his 7 inch cut cock into my mouth and began bringing it to full hardness. I tasted his sweet pre-cum and wondered again, was he the poz top? After a short while of sucking his shaved cock and balls, he pushed me down onto the sofa onto my back and opened my legs. He bent down and lightly licked my hole and spit into it. He placed the tip of his cockhead at the entrance to my bottom without any lube except the spit he had just put there. I knew this was going to be hard, but I was unprepared for what came next. He rammed his huge cock balls deep in one stroke and I felt my inner ring tear almost immediately. OMG, I thought, the way he thrust into me, he is definitely poz and I am going to be pozzed tonight. He roughly fucked me for a bit until I could feel lubrication surrounding his cock and reducing the friction. It was probably blood and I was able to get my fingers to graze his cock before he swatted them away. I looked at my fingers, while he was pile driving my hole, and confirmed blood. This was for real. I licked the traces of my blood off my fingers and realized that there was no backing out and no place to hide or change my mind. I was probably getting fucked by a HVL poz, med-resistant toxic cock. I was beginning to enjoy the hard pounding as the abuse had numbed my pain and I was beginning to experience the enjoyment of getting fucked. That is what being a bottom is all about. Getting fucked and taking cum. The fucking continued and he got into a rhythm that I could enjoy. He reached down and twisted my nipples roughly. I almost came right then. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I could tell the time was getting close. He bent his head down to kiss me. I loved getting fucked on my back so that the top could kiss me as he unloads deep inside of me. For a moment i was distracted and i heard one of the other couples complete their coupling loudly and compassionately. I also noticed at least one of the couples was watching us as our host for the evening was about to unload his yet unknown-load into my bottom. They were both jacking their cocks and the bottom of the group was fully erect enjoying the show. i snapped back to reality and looked into my host’s eyes. “Are you ready for my load to fill you,” he said. His words brought to bottom from the couple watching us to begin spewing sperm around and he put his cock into my mouth and I sucked him dry. I was about to receive cum in both holes. My breeder’s cock began to expand and I felt the beginnings of his orgasm building as I swallowed the sweet cum being provided to me. With a grunt and a loud exclamation out host announced: “Take my load you faggot. You deserve everything in it.” He drove his massive cock balls deep, past my destroyed inner ring and I felt it pulse at least ten times as he delivered his load deep into my body. He collapsed on top of me, sweaty and hot. He kept his cock deep in me so that none of his precious load could escape. I held him and thoroughly enjoyed the contact after being roughly bred. After a few minutes he withdrew an presented my with his blood and cum covered cock to clean. I enjoyed cleaning off the likely instrument of my pozzing, I was amazed at the amount of blood on his cock. Although I still did not know officially, from the intensity of the fucking, I was pretty sure I was now pregnant with his poz babies. Our host stood up, his now flaccid but still large cock swinging and invited the others to sit. Each of the couple had finished and I could tell that the other bottoms had each had an almost equally enjoyable and rough experience. The tops were all smiling and chatting together, while we bottoms sat together somewhat stunned. Everyone had a drink and was enjoying some munchies while waiting for the news of who got pozzed. Right at Eleven o’clock our host began talking. “So now is the reveal. Who was poz and who was not.” He looked at the four bottoms and spoke directly to us. “You thought this was a classic roulette party where only one of the chambers had a bullet? No, it was a poz the neg faggot party. Only one top was neg. The Jack was the neg top.” He paused for a moment for effect. I was stunned and took a big swallow of my doing. My ass was sore and bleeding. He continues, “I hope you are all happy that the cocks that pozzed your neg asses gave you what you wanted but were too afraid to actually get. As for you, he looked at the bottom who was fucked with only neg cum, “if you want to be pozzed we are all willing to change your status.” I was in shock. It was sinking in, I had been pozzed. Seriously. The odds had been against me getting out of the evening as a neg bottom. I had very mixed emotions, but wait, there was more. Our host continued, “For the three of you who were pozzed, each of us has the Cuban Strain of HIV. It promises to develop quickly into AIDS and is med resistant. Additionally, each of the cards came with some additional bugs. The guy with the queen had herpes and Hep-C. The poz guy with the king has gono. And I have syph.” I was in shock. With one fuck, I had been infected with one of the most virulent forms of HIV and syph, too. The room was quiet for a minute and the guy who was not pozzed spoke up, “Wow. Who wants to poz my neg ass?” All of the poz guys responded that they would love to do the honors. The poz guy with syph had a big cock and came over to me and said, “are you ready for more?” I looked him in the eye and responded, “Sure. I guess I want it all.” He smiled, I took a big swig on my drink to settle my nerves and we walked off to one of the sofas to fuck another poz load into my bottom and add gono to my new and growing bug collection. My transition from DDF neg was complete. What a party this was.

Closest I've seen was a store in Toronto with "bottom" or "cum in me" on the waistband. They did have tanks and t-shirts with cum dumpster

A few years ago I was invited to join some friends on a trip to Munich for a long weekend in December. There were six of us - my friend Michael and his partner, another couple in their mid 30s, Ben and Paul, and another friend of Michael's I hadn't met. For reasons which will become obvious I've changed all the names in this story...... I liked Michael very much - he'd been a good friend for many years and I liked his partner too. The other couple I knew but less well, Paul had been friends with Michael for a long time and I had met him and his partner Ben quite a few times and liked them both. We flew out to Munich on the Friday morning and checked out the Christmas markets in the afternoon. We were all staying until Monday except Paul who had to fly home on Sunday due to work commitments. We had a good time and I enjoyed the company very much. I had been busy at work and was working long hours so I had not had much time for anything else and I was looking forward to having a break. I was also feeling very horny. I knew, however, that this particular group of friends didn't really approve of things like cruising and saunas or sex clubs and also had very strong views on monogamy and on safe sex. I had often heard them talking about it and talking very disapprovingly about the amount of barebacking going on. I had every intention, however, of getting some time to myself and going in search of some horny bareback sex. On the Saturday night we all went out for a meal and later on that night I went off to a large park I had heard was a good cruising ground. I found it easily and had a wander round. It was a beautiful night but it was very cold and there were not many people around. I tried cruising a young lad who looked to be in his late 20s and was dressed in jeans and a puffer jacket but he didn't seem to be interested. A few older guys were cruising but nothing much was happening. Even though I wasn't getting any action, I enjoyed walking around very much. I passed the young lad a few more times with the same result and just as I was on the point of giving up and going back to my hotel, he passed me again and started cruising me. I assumed he had been looking for someone nearer his own age but had concluded that I would have to do. I didn't care and soon his jeans and pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. He had a fair sized cock and I enjoyed sucking it very much. He didn't object when I turned him round and soon my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub the head of my cock over his arsehole. Again he didn't object so I began to push the head of my cock into his hole. He groaned and, reaching into his pocket, handed me a small packet. I thought it was going to be a condom but it was a small sachet of lube. I lubed him up and pushed my cock slowly right up his arse. Soon he was leaning against a tree, his puffer jacket hitched up and his jeans and pants at his knees as I fucked him bareback. His arse was really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. I hadn't cum for several days and before too long I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up his arse. I was feeling much more relaxed and chilled now and we all went out for lunch on Sunday and then Ben went with Paul to the airport for his flight home. The other three were going out for the evening and would not be back until late- they had obtained tickets for some high brow concert outside Munich and were really excited about it. Ben and I arranged to go out for something to eat and found a really good Italian restaurant. I was getting to know Ben a bit better now and I really liked him. A few things he said suggested he was actually more relaxed about some things than the others and he sank quite a few pints of beer in the course of the evening. After we had finished our meal it was still quite early and Ben suggested going for a drink in a nearby gay bar. The bar was nice and modern with good music and friendly bar staff and it was just starting to get busy when we got there. When I went downstairs to the toilet, I discovered there was a darkroom down there too. I took a quick piss and then had a look in the darkroom. Quite a few guys were in there - a young blond twink was down on his knees sucking two older guys and a fit looking black guy was being fucked hard in a corner, I watched for a while and then went back upstairs. A little later Ben went to the toilet. He came back a little while later and said "There's a darkroom down there too." I nodded and Ben grinned. The blond twink was now at the bar and after a while he disappeared again. A little later Ben finished his drink and asked me if I fancied checking out the darkroom. The darkroom was a bit busier now - and there was quite a lot of sucking and fucking going on. The blond twink was bent over being fucked and a few other guys were watching and wanking. As we watched they guy fucking the twink thrust hard up his arse a few times and then pulled out. He took off a condom and threw it on the floor. The twink stayed bent over and a dark haired guy stepped up. He pulled the twink's cheeks apart, lined up his cock and pushed right up him bareback. Ben's eyes lit up and he said "Fuck!" as we moved in closer to watch the action. The dark haired guy was fucking the twink hard up against the wall now and Ben said "Fuck....I'd love to...." I said "Go on, if you want to." He looked at me. "I won't tell anyone." I said. Ben hesitated for a moment and then he moved over to the twink. I watched as Ben pulled his jeans and pants down to his knees and began to wank as he watched the twink being fucked. The twink turned round a little and bent forward, taking Ben's cock into his mouth. Ben and the dark haired guy spit roasted the twink for a while and then the dark haired guy thrust hard up his arse a few times and pushed his cock right up him and held it there and I knew he was cumming deep in the twink's arse. When he pulled out the twink turned round and pushed his arse towards Ben. Ben didn't hesitate - he pushed his bare cock right up the twink's arse and began to fuck him. I hadn't expected that at all and I soon had my cock out wanking as I watched Ben fucking the twink bareback. Ben fucked him for a while and after a while I could tell he was getting close. I watched as Ben threw his head back and pushed right up the twink, obviously blowing his load right up him. When Ben pulled out, I took his place. I was really horny from watching Ben and it wasn't long before I added my cum to the loads the twink already had up him. Ben was a bit quiet when we went back up to the bar but then we got talking to a group of German guys and he livened up again. We got talking to two guys in their mid 30s who were a couple who lived in Munich. One of them was tall and quite thin and the other small and chunky. I went to the toilet and when I came back Ben was chatting to them. I had noticed that Ben was flirting with them, and was clearly enjoying being off the leash for the evening. A little later I went to the bar for some more drinks. The bar was busy and it took me a while to get served. I looked over and saw that Ben was now standing closer to them and chunky guy had his hand on Ben's arse. When I got back the two German guys were just finishing their drinks and shortly after that they left. I couldn't see if they had left the bar or if they had gone downstairs, but I suspected the latter. After a short time Ben put his drink down and said casually "I think I might go check out the darkroom again..." I guessed that he was going to join the other two guys and sensed that he probably would be less inhibited if I wasn't there so I said "No problem, I'll see you later," I waited a while and then made my way back down to the darkroom. It didn't take me long to find Ben and as I had thought, he was with the two German guys. Ben and the taller guy were standing with their trousers and pants down and the chunky guy was down sucking on first one cock and then the other as Ben and the taller guy kissed each other. I watched for a while and then the German guy stood up and Ben got down and started sucking the other two. It was all very horny but it soon got even hornier. Ben was now bent over sucking the chunky guy, his fit arse in the air as the taller guy went round behind him. I saw him taking out a small packet and he began to rub some lube into Ben's arse. This was getting interesting... I didn't think there was any way Ben would get fucked without a condom, but he didn't even look round as the tall guy began to push his bare cock against his arsehole. I watched as the guy pushed his cock right up Ben's arse. He gave Ben a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck him. I had my cock out now, wanking as I watched Ben being fucked bareback. I had never thought that Ben would cheat on his boyfriend - and certainly not that he would do it without a condom. The tall guy was fucking him hard now and I could tell that Ben was loving every minute of it. I watched them fuck for a while and then the guy thrust up Ben's arse a few more times and I knew he was cumming in Ben's arse. The chunky guy pulled out of Ben's mouth and moved round behind him. His cock was much bigger than the tall guy's and I watched and wanked as Ben reached round and pulled his cheeks apart to help the guy get his big bare cock up his arse. The chunky guy fucked Ben hard and fast and I could hear Ben groaning as the chunky guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him even harder. It wasn't long before he too shot his load up Ben's unprotected, cheating arse and I shot my load on to the floor of the darkroom I was back upstairs by the time Ben returned from the darkroom looking flushed. I asked him if he had fun and he grinned and nodded He had no idea I knew just how much fun he actually had.......

Exactly. If you want it raw, I am going assume you want my load. I’m not that guy who yells, “Where you want it?” when I’m ready to nut.

An astute point I read this morning: virtually every national Democrat calling for Biden to withdraw is from a deep blue district or state. Why is that important? These people are used to fighting in primaries for the base vote, not for competing for swing voters. Their perception of what sells is informed by their experience in those districts/states, and they're not used to having to appeal to the middle, which is where Biden's strength lies. I realize that there are some Democratic voters who are frustrated that bigger advances haven't been made in some areas, and other Democratic voters angry about the situation in Gaza. Both of those groups are substantially to the left of the middle, though, and any candidate who pulls closer to them is pulling away from the persuadable center. Ironically, Harris herself is also in that middle (with her less-than-liberal approach to law enforcement in CA as a guide). Most of those calling for Biden to step aside seem to think the answer is a more progressive white guy - which might energize the base but alienate the edge voters. But the base can also be motivated by means other than a really progressive candidate, as we saw in 2020. Fear of a right-wing takeover might well get a lot of them out to vote, if that's capitalized on sufficiently. That fear doesn't work as well on edge voters, but a more center-left candidate can be appealing enough to get them to vote Democratic. The question is: which nets more votes, switching to a progressive candidate and praying that the base turns out in more-than-record numbers to offset the loss of centrists, or keeping a centrist candidate and trying to motivate the base to turn out heavily? I'll admit I don't know the answer, but I'm not sure I'd trust politicians from deep blue districts to know, either.

He's also dined at Mar-a-Lago as Trump's invited guest. So I would not rule him out as irrelevant just yet. He is probably incapable of being elected to anything, but Trump's fond of appointing people like this to high-level administrative jobs. I could easily see him being named to some "just-below-Senate-confirmation-needed" position somewhere in Homeland Security, within one of the ICE/CBP/CIS agencies.

Sex plus poz plus romance - your stories push all my right buttons!

Pretty busy and well accessible highway. Every few miles there are "rest areas" basically just pull offs with some pora johns. Well known on many apps for you to get a load / many loads, i love to drive by running errands/to from work. Especially cuz my wife is oblivious to the fact that i'm stopping for a particular reason you know? I stop, get a load or 2, sometimes people watch which is even hotter, and i head home/ or to continue my errands with cum dripping down my legs

underneath to mop the floor. I felt hands on my buttocks, feeling for my hole. A finger slid up me. I guessed it was lubed up with KY or maybe someone's spunk. I saw a fat, grinning face as I looked over my shoulder and as I stood up he pressed his body against my back, his skin slippery with sweat and his cock was big and stiff against my back. Someone took my hand and pulled me towards the bench in the back of the cellar. Another hand took the torch and switched it off, plunging us into darkness. There was a crowd around me now and a sharp tang of poppers which made my heart race. "Oh no," I thought. "Looks like they want their fun. " I found my self in the deepest, darkest part of the cellar. Bodies pressed in on me. A hand grabbed my chin and a mouth descended on mine. The tongue slid into my mouth and I felt other hands grabbing my cock. But it wasn't my cock they wanted. I was twisted round and forced down onto the bench. My arms were twsted behind my back and I felt boney fingers lifting my hips so my bottom was upraised. Like a fly in a web, the more I struggled the tighter I was held. Then I felt the first body behind me. His cock slid over my buttocks, down my crack and into my cunt with a slippery rush. He grunted and began to thrust in and out. I couldn't see anything. I was reduced to an open hole and the sensation of a heavy cock vigorously buggering me. I groaned with pleasure as he held my hands behind my back and leant into me. " C...c...Cumming!" He gasped hoarsely and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted into me. He slapped my backside and pulled out so brutally my hole gaped and a thick drool of cum slid over my balls. I sagged onto the bench, gasping for breath and another, heavier body got on top of me. I felt a flabby belly squashing onto my back as stubby fingers pulled my cheeks apart. His cock was big and fat as it worked it's way up me. When he was balls deep he grunted happily and began to slide slowly in and out....

I am there to serve the top. It is his right to unload in me and it is my duty to accept it unreservedly. At a sex club I was once being fucked on a fuck bench. I never saw the faces of any of the tops who unloaded in me. At one point I tried to turn around to look at who was fucking me and the top said "turn the fuck around, it's none of your business who is fucking you. You are a hole". And that, sums up how I feel.

Always love that too. He bred and got bred by Gabrielle Clark- super hot scene. By far, though, my favorite scene was one where he just bottomed in raw strokes and ended up taking a load really deep while wearing a cute little Pump jockstrap. That ass of his is perfect and meant to be rimmed for hours

All right, a real story this time. Mark and I were in a Milwaukee motel when he competed for Mr Harbor Room. It was a rainy Saturday morning, and we were bored, so we got a little frisky. We started making out on the bed, and I had his dick in my mouth eventually. I took it out, looked at him, and said "Now watch, the maid will knock on the door any second." He laughed slightly, and not ten seconds later, we heard a knock and "Housekeeping!". Mark leapt out of bed and practically raced to the door to make sure it was locked. He let her know we were still in here, so she moved on. When we tried to resume our fun, we kinda couldn't. It was just too funny. Every time we were in a hotel after that, he made sure to lock the door, and he'd sometimes knock a wood surface and say "housekeeping" in a high-pitched voice to remind me. LOL Fuck, I miss that man.

I put it down to being brought up Welsh but sex is just a big rolling pile of fun and joy. If you're not smiling or laughing it's not being done right. I kind of get that some activities might require a bit of thought and care, but it should never be sterile and without connection. I have a particular ex who was far less (as in not at all) a slut than I am. And I would say I would rather tumble under a duvet having a good time that made me laugh than failing at sex because me costume was wrong or I was being accused that I was giving the wrong vibe.

Sex is fun. It’s the most fun and pleasure you can have with your own genitals - and others’. Why wouldn’t I laugh? And I’m frequently laughed at when I’m naked. When I was a stripper, the crowd used to shout: “Get ‘em on!” I may have made that last bit up…

Love how you got off on watching him cheat and take anon raw cock. My kind of wingman.

Most men are pigs despite what we say

“Oh yeah gonna shoot this poz load in that fucking sloppy hole” The latest top said as his cock throbbed in my once tight hole and I felt another load added to the flood of cum in my ass. He shuddered and dripped sweat onto my chest now smooth chest as my eyes rolled back in my beck and all I could do was moan in my popper haze. I had been in the sling for 4 hours at this point and had taken 8 loads while my Owner stood behind me feeding me poppers and steading the sling. I felt so slutty and wondered about how I had come to this point in my life. The next top stepped up, furry as all hell and tatted up and made eye contact as he slide is raw cock into my abused whole and I moaned out a hoarse “more”. ****2 weeks prior*** I had just graduated college and was home working at one of those job that you take because you need money. I had just broken it off with my girlfriend since we lived to far away to bother with trying to keep a relationship going after college. I wasn’t really worried though I was always good at finding someone to fuck. I’m Italian Sicilian, 6 ft , 185lbs, and have the pale skin and black hair all over to prove it. My cock is 8 inches uncut of thick meat that like to drool like a faucet when I get hard, I jerk off at least 3 times a day just to remain sane, and I have a great manly dense coating of fur all over my well toned pecs, abs, and leg as well as super dense pit fur. Love to smell my pits after a workout and jack off while still wearing my boxers. I was super horny coming home from a workout one night and was passing the adult bookstore in my town and thought I would stop in and pick up something new to jerk to. I parked my car around back so that people wouldn’t see it and made my way in. Once in I was looking around at the various dvds for sale and drifted over to the toy section. Hey had a huge cabinet full of different types of lube and bottle labeled as “Aromas”. “Need help?” a deep voice said I turned around and less than a foot away stood the sales associate. He was about 6 2, 225, as hair as I was and had scruff all over his face. His tight black shirt and jean showed that he was also thick with muscle. I felt some how small standing there in just my tank top and basket ball shorts. “ummmmm I was wondering what these little bottle are for?’ “Those are poppers son they make ya super horny and relaxed. Did you want some?” “Well I am always super horny but sure I guess.” He reached around and unlocked the case and handed me a bottle and whispered, “here try these in the they are my favorite” I went to reach in my shorts and he just shook his head and said he would cover me and that I should try em in the back vid area before I left. I was so horny my cock was pushing against the material of my jock as I made my way to the back video area. I was dark back there lit only by a couple red light. There were two banks of both 5 on each side and a cluster of larger booths in the middle. Not liking to be constrained I made my way to one of the booths. Once in I feed a 5 into the machine and fished my cock out. It was still hard and leaking from the earlier exchange as some straight porn booted up on screen. My mind returned to the sales guy and wondered why he had made me nervous and hard all at the same time. I put those thought out of my head as I unscrewed the bottle and tried my first hit of poppers. The smell turned me off at first but then the rush hit me. My hand paused on my cock as my face turned flush and my breathing increased. I felt my self getting even harder and sweat broke out on my skin. My mind focused only on my cock and the feelings of how horny I was. A moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes as a large drop of precum slicked the head of my cock as I jerked it. I am not sure how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes the guy from the sales floor was standing in the door to the booth. Fuck I had forgotten to slide the latch. “Seems like you enjoyed those, why don’t you take another hit and let me help you out” He was staring ight into my eyes and for some reason I nodded slightly. He moved towards me and lifted my hand holding the bottle to my nose and told me to inhale deep. I am not sure why I followed his orders o readily but I did. He moved the bottle over to my other nostril and told me in a deep voice “again boy” I did that twice more and my head was swimming. His hands roamed down my body and pulled my cock back out. His warm mouth took all of me into him and started licking around the head. Cleaning up all my precum. He roughly pull my short down leaving my bare jock clad ass touching the wall. I was sweaty like a horse and the smell drifted up from my pits and mixed with the smell of the poppers and my cock got even hard from this guy sucking me off. I was starting to come down from the effects when the guy pressed the bottle back to my nose and sent me off again. I would barely think all that was on my mind was how horny I was and how I wanted to feel more. The guy put 2 fingers in my mouth to try and keep me quiet but that only seemed to make me horny. His fingers tasted salty and I loved it. “Fuck you are hot, love to make you mine and mark you up. Lets see how that hole of yours is” In a haze he had me take 4 more hits and then turned me around. Spreading my furry ass he dove right in and licked at my hole. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt amazing. My back arched and I pushed back into his wet tongue. Loving the sensation and having my hole eaten out. Feeling is facial hair rub rough against ass and his soft wet tongue darting into my hole. My hand went right to my cock and started jerking it fast. My helper grabbed it and pulled it away. “Not yet boy wanna make you beg to shoot” I had never been called boy before but it triggered something in me and I moaned. Suddenly the guy stood up and turned me back around. “Stay here I will be right back” he said and left me standing in the booth high on poppers and panting. He came back in a minute with something in his hand. Sinking to the ground he took my cock back in his mouth and sucked me hard and fast. He held the bottle back to my nose and I took 4 more hit while he gave me the best blow job I had ever received. 10 shots came out of my cock as I came. Between the intense orgasm and the poppers my head was spinning as the guy swallowed and suck at my shrinking cock. I was sweaty and panting when I felt something being pressed around my cock and heard a click. “There we go all locked away, that should make sure you come back again next week” “What?!?!” looking down I saw my cock encased in a plastic tube that only left my balls exposed. I looked at the guy with confusion. “What you thought this was only going to be about you. If you want that taken off be here again next week same time and we will see what we can do. And expect to return the favor for what I just did and then same. If you don’t see me up from just say you need to see The Boss, when you get here. Have a fun week” I was dumbstruck. Before an hour ago I had never tried poppers or had a guy suck me off. Now I had shot my load and my cock was locked in this thing. Thinking about the blow job I felt myself start to get hard and felt pain as it pressed against the plastic. In a daze I tucked my now caged cock back in my jock pulled my shorts up and drove home. 2. That week passed so slowly. All I could think about was my cock. I was distracted at work, and I couldn’t go to the gym because I was so embarrassed and didn’t want anyone to see my cock cage. Finally it was Friday and I head back to the store. I was so horny I sped the entire way and practically ran through the door. Boss stood behind the counter and smiled at me when I walked in. “He boy, has it been week already?” I looked at him with hungry eyes and stated “Please take this off I need to cum so bad I’ll do whatever it takes just get this off me” “Are you sure about that boy? How about we take you to the back and see what we can do.” With that he came around the counter and flipped the closed sign and locked the door. I followed him urgently to the back area and into a booth in the back of the video room. “Take off your clothes boy let me see what that once proud cock looks like” I stripped off my workout shorts and tank top and stood there in only my shoes and the cock cage. My furry body breaking into a nervous sweat plastering the hair on my chest and abs. Boss came up and stood within an inch of me looking into my eyes. He reached in his pocket and I felt relief that he was going to take the lock off my cock and I could cum. When he opened his hand he held a bottle of poppers in it and gave it to me. “Here ya go boy, you know what I want to see you do.” I took the bottle from his hand and inhaled deep 4 times in each side. My head was spinning and I leaned against the walls of the booth. My cock vainly tried to get hard. “yeah good boy hitting deep like that for me. Now the way I see since I sucked your cock last time you should return the favor for me” I had never sucked a cock before and but I was so horny and high on poppers I drop to my knees and started to unbutton his jeans. I could feel the cum and dirty from previous occupants coat both knees and could smell Bosses sweaty crotch as he pulled his cock out. A huge drop of precum glistened on the tip. Could I do this? I was so horny and feel out of it. As if reading my mind Boss held the poppers back to my nose and I breathed deep. Next thing I knew his cock was going in and out of me mouth and I was moaning like a whore. This tasted amazing and I loved his uncut 9 inch cock slamming into the back of my throat. Boss grabbed the back of my head and firmly planted his cock all the way down blocking my air supply. Just as I was about to struggle the bottle was place to my nose and he pulled back. Poppers flood into me whether I wanted them or not. Sending my head spinning and make me want more cock. Bosses cock began to grow bigger and he started to grunt as shot after shot flooded my mouth. I swallowed without thinking and loved the taste of his cum as it pour down my throat. “Fuck that was good boy, you are one poppered up cock pig now. DO you want more of this dick boy? You want that cage off?” “Oh god yes please please please let me out I need to cum so badly.” “Stand up and turn around boy and show me your hole first. I want to eat that tight furry hole.” Obediently I got up and present my furry ass to Boss. He bent down and started eating me out again. “Hit those poppers boy” I inhaled 3 times deep and arched my back. Moaning. I felt his finger push into my tight never been fucked hole and grunted with pleasure . backing on to his rough callused finger I felt waves of pleasure. Boss kept licking and wetting my hole working a second than a third finger into my ass. All the time I kept hitting the poppers and gyrating my ass. Wanting more. His fourth finger opened me up and I took a huge deep hit of poppers and held my breath as he loosened me up even more. I felt so full and stretched and never knew how much pleasure I could get from my ass. Boss stood up and started rubbing his once again hard cock through the crack of my ass. Plastering the fur with his precum. My hole itched to be filled and I was panting and sweating. Boss held the bottle back under my nosed and I sniffed again and again. “You want that cage off ? You want to feel my cock in that hole? You want me to fuck you boy? Make you mine forever? You want to be owned boy?” “OH god I don’t care fuck me I need release I need to cum so bad. Do what you want just let me cum” “Ok boy but remember you wanted this” I felt the head of his cock press against my hole, increasing the pressure more and more until it felt like it would never go in. The bottle was back under my nose, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and on the sixth hit he broke through and sank all the way in balls deep. My moan of pain and pleasure surprised my. I never wanted it to end. I could feel his raw cock all 9 inches buried deep in me and I start to fuck myself on it. I wanted more. Sweat dripped off my body and down my back. Boss ran his hands over it and brought it to my face and I Greedily sucked it off his fingers. It tasted so good. Precum was leaking out of my caged cock like a faucet, dripping on the cum covered floor of the booth. “Fuck I love this tight hole. It feels so good gripping my fucking daddy cock. Leaking my dirty precum in the clean hole. Gonna make this fucking mine boy. You want that. You want to be my poppers pig and take my raw cock. Get bred by me and my friends. Take any load I tell you to. Be owned and used.” Taking 3 more hits from the popper bottle all I could do was utter gibberish over and over again. “fuckme , fuckme fuckme, yes whatever you want fuck my ass breed me own me just give me more cock. make me however you want I need more cock please fuck me fuck me fuck me” “Good boy gonna drop this load in that ass now boy take this fucking cock you sweaty fucking popper pig whore” He grabbed my shoulder and pushed as far into me as he could and I felt something in my give way. His pulsing cock shooting 8 shoots in my hole hitting my prostate. At that time I started to have the most intense orgasm my ass contracting uncontrollably around his cock milking every drop from it while my caged cock leaked out a bucket of cum to add to the sweat and dirt and cum already on the floor, I couldn’t stop shaking and I sank to the ground. His cock plopping out of my no longer tight ass I fell to the floor on my knees. “Fuck you are a good boy now clean up that mess on the floor” I looked up at him questioningly and he point down were my cum, sweat, and the cum of who knows else had congealed on the floor. “Lick it all up boy or you will be punished.” “I can’t who know what is down there that is disgusting I please don’t make me “ “Well you really don’t need to worry about catching any anymore but Ok pig you get two choices….lick that all up…..or you get punished” I stared at the man that had just fucked me and wondered about what he had just said while I tried to figure out which was worse. Licking up the sweat and cum and filthy of previous tenants of this booth ….or the punishment he would think up. 3. “Please sir I can’t lick the floor, I can’t ill take your punishment” “Glad you said that boy now follow me… and don’t even think about putting those clothes back on” I followed Boss back out into the main store and he flipped the sign to open and unlocked the door. “Get behind the counter boy and kneel on the floor ” I went behind the counter and kneel on the floor, my body shivering with what was coming and wondering what punishment he would think up for not cleaning up the mess in the back room. I didn’t have long to wonder because he came back shortly with a medium sized but plug form the rack and nipple clamps. He attached the clamps to my furry tits making me moan in pleasure. Then order me to bend over the counter. He spread some lube on my ass and started to push the plug in. “Please may I have some popper sir , it hurts” “No that would make this pleasure and you need to be punished and learn that when I tell you to do something you fucking do it and say thank you” “Yes sir” I said through gritted teeth as the plug popped in an I yelped in pain. He then order me back to my kneel position under the counter and pulled out his cock, ordering me to suck and lick it clean while he worked. About fifteen minutes later I heard the door chime and heard someone walking up to the counter. I try to move and sir just grabbed the back of my head an held me there. “Hey Mark glad to see you” sir said as the guy stepped to the counter. I was in clear view, my furry well muscled back and plugged ass on display for anyone standing at the counter. I felt myself blush and feel pathetic and weak as Mark got smaller bills for the video booth. “That boy for everyone or just for you?” he asked the voice sounded oddly familiar to me and I panicked that it might be someone I knew. “Needs to be trained up a bit, should be ready on Friday for the party though….actually would you mind helping me with him a bit. He needs to learn how to suck cock better.” “Sure always glad to help” With that Boss grabbed the chain connecting my nipples and pulled up making me get to my feet. There I stood naked, plugged, caged with my nipples chained together and my stomach dropped. There stood my old wrestling coach from high school. He was 6 ft, 225 with only the slightest bit of padding, goateed and salt and pepper hair. He looked me over and smiled with an evil glint in his eye. His hand reached out and grabbed the chain and pulled me around from behind the counter. Just as we reached the door to the vid booths Boss called out “No fucking him but anything else if free game, and if ya need him to do something just give him a couple popper hits and he turns into a fuckin slut” I lowered my head at the comment and was lead to the first booth in the middle. “Well Justin….didn’t think you would turn out to be a faggot bitch but I can’t say I am unhappy about it. What you thought since I didn’t use you name when I saw you I didn’t know who you were. Hell I shot so many loads watching you in the shower and now I get to shoot one down your throat. I am shocked that you hooked up with Boss but hey, it’s your funeral. “ Mark reached down and pulled his shirt over his head revealing a chest covered in grey fur and muscles. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and shoved my face into his pits. Instinctively I started to lick the sweat mass of fur, lapping up his scent and swallowing it down. “Oh fuck yeah lick those pits jock boy make me feel good for teasing me all those years. Fuck you are a damn pig aren’t ya. Now lick the other side, make me nice and clean….unf yeah feels so damn good. While I was licking his pits he undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor revealing a 9 inch uncut cock about 3 fingers thick and dripping precum down his furred thigh. He pulled my face out of his pit and look me in the eyes. Grabbing a bottle of poppers he unscrewed the cap and held it to my left nostril, than my right, than my left, than back again. The warmth and dizziness spread over me and my knees went weak. I sank to the floor and shoved his perfect cock in my mouth. SLAP “Did I tell you to suck my cock yet bitch” Tears sprang up in my eyes as I looked up from my kneeling position, I was dizzy form the poppers and the slap and had no idea what he wanted. He turned around and spread his cheek. “Eat my hole slut , I wanna feel that tongue deep in there. And don’t worry I took a shower….this morning.” I hesitated for 5 second and he turned around and forced another 4 hits of poppers on me. This time when he turned I dove right into his ass. It smelled amazing, musky and maly. I could taste his sweat form the day and my tongue rand from his balls to his hole and back again. A sound came out of my chest like a growl and I used my hands ot spread his ass cheeks so I could get deeper in hi hole. My tongue lapping at it like a cat with cream. Then darting in and out like a small cock. His moands let me know I was doing an good job. “Fuck yeah that feels great, damn you are good at this for being a beginner. I should have had you in my office every day eating my ass.” The small room began to heat up and we both started to sweat. Mark’s as was slick with my spit when he turned around and presented his dripping cock to my mouth and said “Now you can suck it”. I dove down on the cock like my life depending on it , taking it to the root and burying my nose in the thick bush at the base. My tongue darting out and licking the underside of his cock. The bottle was at my nose again and I took two giant deep hits and snuck a finger around to play with Mark’s hole. It must have startled him because he dropped the bottle and it spilled on the floor. The small space filled with the scent of poppers and sweat. Mark pushed me agains the far wall with his back to the door and started to face fuck me for all he was worth. The continuous scent of poppers making me hungry for cock. Lost in the haze and pleasure of my blow job Mark didn’t hear the door t the booth open, but I saw Boss’s boots enter and wonder if he had come to check on how is friend as using me. Suddenly Mark stiffened and let out a moan of pain and pleasure as Boss’s big arms wrapped around his throat and a bottle was placed against his nose. Mark tried to escape forward and just drove his cock deep in my mouth as Boss plunge raw into his ass. “Please, don’t fuck me. I can’t , I don’t want to be like you “ “Fucked if I care , I have been wanting to dirty this cunt of yours for years and my little slut boy gave me a great opening I could not resist.” Mark was sandwiched and couldn’t escape and Boss’s thrust deep into his ass. Every time Boss thrust forward precum would gush into my mouth from Mark. As his passed picked up Mark just kept pleading oer and over to for Boss to pull out begging him not to cum in him. “Fucking to late so close gonna drop this big charged load in your hole and make you the cum slut you should have always been” With that Boss have a big growl and drove balls deep in Mark’s just as Mark hit the point of no return and flooded my mouth with his cum. “Make sure not to spill a drop boy, a man’s last neg load is special and should always bee eaten” Just then the reality of what they were saying hit me…I had his poz load plugged in my ass….his poison working into my system for the last hour, trapped there, soaking into me. Infecting me…..my cock strained against its confinement and I groaned around the slowly shrinking cock in my mouth. “Good job boy….but we are not done with you yet” 4. I stayed kneeling on the dirty floor Mark;s cum and sweaty dripping of my face. Boss pressed his cock, covered in ass juice, cum, and a bit of blood to me and I licked it clean. Loving in the taste of his big manly cock. My hands grabbed his furry ass and pulled him deep into me as my tongut licked under the hood and cleaned him. “Get ready to swallow pig boy and don’t spill a drop” I only had a second to wonder and then I felt his warm piss flooding my mouth. In fear I started gulping it down. His cock was far enough to the back of my throat that I didn’t taste any of that first piss until he slowly pulled it out. I expect to be disgusted but it tasted amazinf and I moan and suckled getting every last drop. Boss reached down and pull me up, started into my eyes and lifted both his arms, locking his hands behind his head. I sprang to action licking the fuck sweat from his deep furry pits. Smelling him and moaning. Humping his leg with my caged cock, grunting and devouring him. His hand traced down my back to the plug still in my ass. With one pull he yanked it out fo me causing me to whimper. “Ready for another charged load fucker” Now that I knew…..now that I knew what the consequences of taking his cock and cum in me….i lowered my head, turned around, and presented my ass. Arching my back against the wall. “Fuck I knew you would take to this like a duck to water. “ With that his raw cock plunged back in my ass. A screamed escaped my lips and before I had a chance to say anything else poppers were under my nose. Making my ass loose and my mind spin. Making want more, more cock, more cum. Thrusting back I met each pounding. Sweat once again dripping off me. I ran my hand across my chest and gathered it with my fingers. Sucking the salty delicious nectar from my own boy. “Please Boss, please shoot the poz cum in my hole. Make me you poz son. Knocked me up, own me, make me into your bitch, your pig, you cumdump.” “Fuck yeah boy here comes my second load, make you my fucking pig , my man , forever. With this cum I own you. With the load you are mine forever” Amazingly he cock sent 6 jets of his cum shooting into my hole. I felt each one like a tongue, lapping at the inside of my ass. Caressing and filling me with his fuck poison. He collapsed against my back , our sweat mingling. Both of us shuddering. I looked down and was not surprised to see he had worked another load out of me without me even toughing my cock. Something came over me. I grabbed my poppers and took four big deep hits. Just as the rush started to come I dropped to al four and started licking the Cum and sweat form the floor. I wanted the cum in me I wanted to take it all. My tongue lapped again and again getting every drop of sweat, cum and who knows what else before I knelt up and then took the Boss’s cock back to my mouth for cleaning. Cum and dirt were smeared all over my face. My eyes were glazed over at what I had done. A smile formed on my lips and a sense of belonging settled in. I knew what I was. I was his. And I Was a popper whore, cum slut. “Good job boy. I see you learn quick and are coming along, but you still need to be punished…..” 5. “Ok boy, time for us to go back to my place and work out what I am going to do with you for not listening earlier” With that Boss lead me to his truck as I was, face covered in filth wearing only my jock and a cockcage. My face was beat red on the drive to his house. I couldn’t stop thinking about how low I had sank so quickly. Had it only been a week ago I thought I was straight and had never tried poppers? Had it only been a week since I could say for sure I was neg. These thoughts raced around in my head and tears quietly slid down my cheeks, making lines in the filthy. Boss didn’t look over the entire time until we reached his house and pulled into his garage. He looked over at me and I saw his face soften a little. Reaching across he pulled me to him and kissed me patiently, his tongue exploring my mouth. His warm body pressed against mine. He kissed the tracks of my tears and like the filthy off my face, kissing me again I could taste it on his tongue. Pulling me into a close hug he whispered in my ear. “Such a good boy, yes you are. Gonna make me real proud once I am done. Come so far so fast and done such a good job at being my cump pig, my popper whore, my poz son. Yeah that’s it just cry out your past life so I can give you a new one.” He stroked the back of my head while he said this and I found it oddly calming. I felt proud that I could see this side of Boss and that I had already made him so proud. I could feel my cock straining against the cock cage with pride and a groan escaped my lips as I nuzzled into the side of his neck. Smelling his manly scent and wanting it all over me. “Ok boy get out and get inside so we can get to fixing the last bits that need fixing. Now I’m gonna be rough on you but you know you need it and you know you deserve it. And I do not wanna hear you say no in there. I promise you will not be in true danger but we need to get you sorted and make it stick that you are just a popper whore and need to be bred by big men like your Poz Daddy.” “Yes Sir, thank you for molding me and making me a better man” With that with both got out of his car and walked to his house, once inside he shut the door and ordered me to kneel. I sank to my knees immediately and locked my hands behind my head. He ruffled my hair and I knew that I had done good. “Follow me this way” Instinctively I stay on all fours and followed Boss to door inside that lead downstairs his basement, I balked at the top of the stairs not knowing how to crawl down without possibly falling and injuring us both. Halfway down Boss turned and told me I could stand up and walk down the stairs. I got up and followed him down. The basement was one giant room. The floor was painted black and made of hard rubber mats like at the gym. There was a section off shower to one side, a table in the middle with straps, restraint built into the was as well. A long shelf was filled with items, I spot cat of nine tails, paddles made from a variety of materials, balls gags, hoods, and various butt plugs, some even had what looked like tails. And in one corner was a full barber set including chair. Boss turned around and I was there kneeling ready for my punishment. I knew I had done wrong but more guiltily I knew I Had disappointed him. “Since this is your first time I will go easy on you. First things first since you are going to be my boy we need to trim you up a bit. Boys do not have hair. And you need to start as a boy before I decide if you should be something else.” That said he lead me to the showered of area and too out some clippers. The cold steel and vibrations felt weird against my skin and I cried as I watch my pride, my furry pelt that had let me know I was a man fall around me. Boss then went over to the barber chair and came back with a straight razor, brush, and shaving soap. Lathering it up in his hands he coated each section of my body. Careful using the straight razor to get the closest possible shave. “Now I will teach you how to use this in the future. Also sometime I like a nice hot shave from my son so you will learn and be my barber. You will also learn so you can prep any other boys I might bring home for our use.” My heart jumped at that last bit….I had thought I was his only boy. My reaction must have shown on my face because he chuckled to himself. “I said our use son, some of those boys are low enough even to let a popper whore like you fuck em, plus they need to learn how low they are and where they should be. Don’t worry I won’t replace you , your mine forever now” My heart swelled in pride as Boss turned on the shower and rinsed me off. The water felt so different against my skin, felt odd and slick and it coursed down and rolled off instead of getting tangled in my body hair. When Boss pulled me out he point me to a mirror and my eyes grew wide with shock. I looked like a different person, and I realized I was a different person, I was no long Justin, I was boy, no I was a Poz Son and I had a punishment coming and need to take it to serve my Boss. I turned from the mirror, lowered my head and dropped to my knees, hands behind my head, and waited for my next instructions….. 6. Boss had me rise and bend over. I felt a hard push and a large metallic butt plug sank into my ass, causing me to moan and squirm as I got used to the feeling. Then he had me stand up and placed white pads with wires hanging off them on my nipples, balls, and my abs. I could feel wires dangling from in between my legs and ass and I started to get scared. My eyes search Bosses face for any clue as to what he was going to do with me. I was then led over to the barber chair and ordered to sit. Straps were placed around my arms, chest, and head and the chair was position so I was facing a laptop. At this point beads of sweat were dripping down my torso. “Now what we are going to do is get you used to being a better popper whore. I have a friend that makes xtube vids that are perfect for training a cum dump like you to take more and more hits. Making sure I can get you as gooned as I want. I will stand here and administer the popper hits. Let’s begin” With that Boss cued the website, strapped a gag around my head that looked like a wiffle ball, and loaded the website. [think before following links] http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=fBDk2-G896-#.VbN1c_kmlno I starred as the video started and as the first bass notes hit my ass clenched and a yelp tried to escape my lips as I felt the first shock. Drool was already dripping out of my mouth and down my chest, my cock was hard and dripping. As the video went through Boss held the poppers to my nose, forcing my to hit along with the video. I had never done poppers like this and the maker knew how to administer hits. I was gyrating in the chair. The electrode working my nips and ass and abs in a pattern, the poppers making me crave realize. My cock was jumping and leaking precum all over the place. The story told in the video was so close to my own it was scary. From hot safer sex, straight, jock to babbling cum whore needing bare dick and cum loads. The only difference was I wanted poz loads, from every one, every cock needed to be poz now. I wanted my ass loose, gaping and dripping with poz seed. I wanted to me the cum dump, popper whore, slut that I needed to be. The poppers and video made me realize how much I craved cock, and cum and muscled men to give it to me. I want to explore my limits and crash through them . I wanted to be a babbling cum slut. Making real me happy and helping them spread their toxic cum. These thought kept looping over and over in my head as the video progressed. By the end of it I was a hornier than I had ever been. I could barely concentrate at the screen. My ass was grinding on the electro-butt plug and my eyes were rolling in my head as each wave of shocks washed over me. The vid stopped and Boss looked at me, nodded once, place the bottle to my nose one more time telling me to inhale deep and hold it. He then pushed a button and the electrodes went crazy. I exhaled hard as waves of pain and pleasure coursed through me and my cock erupted without me touching it, shooting up my chest and into my face hitting the ball gag, my tongue working furiously from the ther side to try and get it in my mouth. Boss toog the gag out and grabbed both sides of my head and looked into my eyes. “Tell me what you are and what you want” Trying had to focus on him and watching his beautiful face and strong body I felt something lock into place in me. My voice came from my mouth harsh but more honest then I have ever sounded “I want to be your Poz Son, and I want to be with you forever. Taking all the loads you want to give me and offering my hole to anyone you see fit. I want cum every day and to be made into the proper image you see for me. I never want to leave you.” “Good boy” And with that he began jerking his cock adding his own cum to the cum on my chest and body. Bending down he began licking the his cum and my cum up off me. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my left pec and then his tongue. When I saw his face again it looked like some blood had gotten in his mouth. I watch as he took a sharp point knife and made a small cut in his own palm and licked it up. Then he kissed me. His spit, sweat, cum, and blood and mingled with mine. The taste of both of us was in our passionate kissing. I felt him press his palm to the cut in my chest. Mingling more of our blood, making sure his was the strain that birthed me as his Son. He then unstrapped me from the chair and helped me stand up. Looking at me with pride and lust. “I am now your Poz Father and you are my Poz Son, and we will be together forever. And this Friday we will celebrate “ ***************************************************** thinking of starting this story up again. Thoughts?

So let me set this up for you guys. I flew to Palm Springs, California for a long weekend specifically to attend a private sex party. These parties in particular are fantastic and I have a great time so I was not going to miss the last one of the summer. The minute I get there I am overwhelmed by the manflesh on display, so many hot guys exactly my type. The major bonus is there is never a condom in site. These guys only play raw. Having a latex sensitivity I can't express what a relief it is to not encounter a latex infected cock or hole. I am a reasonably fit and good looking enough I get all the cock I want (but never enough loads!). I was bent over a bed sucking cock and getting drilled by one of the hosts. He stepped aside to offer my hole to another. The guy politely asked if that was okay. By the way you never have to ask if you can fuck me. The answer is yes. If I seem hesitant just push me down and go at it. Seriously, get help if you need to. What was I saying.... The new guy starts boning me with a very nice cock, I am into it. Then he asks if he can fuck me in the sling. Hell Yes! Now I get a good look at him. Probably about sixty, very tan, carrying a few extra pounds but solidly built and a great kisser. I climb into the sling and he gets busy. There is another sling next to me and a guy is getting fucked there too. I love watching a fellow bottom getting his hole filled while I am getting the same. Everything about the situation is to my liking: raw cock in my ass, hot enthusiastic fucker stretching my hole and making out with me. I laughed. He wanted to know why I was laughing. First of all it was not particularly loud or long and definitely not maniacal. It was a happy laugh. I had to explain that great sex is a joyful thing for me. When I am having that kind of sex it is the most wonderful thing in the world and there is no where I would rather be at that moment than with that man sharing our bodies. When I am blissfully happy I laugh. Raw man on men sex is one of the few and consistent times when I can reach that state of nirvana. I hope he understood that he made me so happy I laughed for the pure joy of being and experiencing that with him. For me it is a kind of love. For those brief minutes I love the man I am with and when he gifts me with his load I am out of my mind with ecstatic happiness. The best porn is with guys who are all smiles, who laugh and joke and you can tell are having a great time. Hot guys who fuck with blank expressions and no emotions are boring. When I think about it I am not sure I have experienced another guy laughing during sex so now I am curious. Who else does this?

I tend to think of height /cock more along weight/cock. From the memory files of the men I have been able to do research on over the last 52 years, IF they were heavy to obese, without fail there was very little cock for supper. But the guys who were more on the lean muscle/tight abs quite often were above statistical average cock wise. Along the same process of examinations, I also have felt like taller guys seemed to be more on the average size, and short (not overweight) men showed more soft, and often hard. In my anal-litic mind, I figure it is like the concept of the old Contadina canned tomato ads of the 60's, where the guy was pounding 10 great tomatoes in an 8 tomato can. Taller or heavier guys have more cavity space for their internal organs, and so less gets squeezed out, as in long and pendulous cockmeat. The shorter, or especially tight and toned guys, are more compact but with just as many feet of intestine and organs to pack, and so the crowding is relieved a bit by extending the cock structure further out of the body. No matter how illogical this seems, it has always been my expectation of what will spring forth when I am hooking up with a stranger. Sometimes my hypothesis holds true and is validated. ( and other times, as long as the cock exceeds my hopes, who cares lol)

[think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/40485/anon-popper-trainer/

If a guy said "penis" and rectum" while fucking me, I'd burst out laughing

to me, kinda looks like Dawson's older brother...

As Nate Silver (who I don't hold in high esteem, but there's no doubting he's at least aware of what's going on) said last night, he's never seen an election where it appears both major parties are trying to throw the election.

My gym bro and I first bonded when he spotted me and we would work out and shower together. We felt so comfortable and trusted each to the point he was my bro. Later we explored our bodies and then quickly realized we could help each other out in more ways than one. Staring too long at his fluffed dick he nods and I kneel right in front of his dick did him a favor. He couldn’t stop there, and suggested just the tip and I turned around let him spread my cheeks and have a feel. It felt so good, I couldn’t get enough, he couldn’t get enough and pretty soon he was barebacking me raw every place we could. All he had to say was “spot me bro.” And I knew he wanted, I wanted to get creampied. In the gym, in my car at his house, in my room at the mall, on the trail, and after work. my first milk man, even after he got into a relationship our bond was just that strong. He said I just knew how to milk him dry every time but I mean his dick was thick and all I would do was just relax and open up enough to taking him balls deep was toe curling . Maybe it’s because he was my first Dom top or the fact that every time I could feel his thick and veiny cock I could anticipate his throbbing and intense orgasm. Now, even after he says “he don’t play that no more” when I rawdog any thick 6 and a half inch dick, my body expects or maybe craves the way he would blast inside me. For a while he was always the last load shot in me. I want to say at least 300? 400? Times he used me but even that number seems low, countless. He invited me over recently and he anger fucked me for an hour! He just wanted to “clean his pipes” he said rofl. He’s still chill and bro and isn’t weird about any of the things we used to do. He doesn’t really know how all the cum he left inside me affected me. He doesn’t know about all the bathhouses I visited or apps where I hook up and let multiple guys use my hole and nut in me.

My Buddy Hamish has wanted my hole for ages. We play together but only as tops in 3 (or more) some. I have sucked his cock before but have only managed to get the first third in my mouth - it’s not the length but the girth. His cock is shaped like. Pyramid and gets wider with every inch - the base is thicker than a coke can - I guess about 5 inches. Anyway last night I let him take a shot on my hole. I was well lubed and I’d worn a butt plug all day. He put me on my back and put my legs over his shoulders. He moved forward and opened my legs wide. I felt his helmet press on my hole, he pushed and thrust his helmet through my ring. He pushed the first couple of inches into me. I’ve never felt so full and I thought my assshole was gunna rip open. He took his time and continued forcing his monster cock into me. I can’t say I was enjoying it - but he was. The look on his face told me he was enjoying my tight chute. It took about 20 minutes before he was finally balls deep in my hole. He stayed deep in me, telling me how he was gunna wreck my ass and shoot his load deep in me. He kissed me deep and forced his tongue in my mouth - I was so fukkin horny by now as I was getting used to his horse cock deep in me. He started to fuck me, slowly at first then he went faster and pulled his cock more before ramming it back in. He was grunting and I was moaning. He barked at me “what the fuck do you want” I moaned “Sir, I want you to pump your seed up the whole length of my chute” With that he gritted his teeth, grunted and I felt his hot sperm plastering the walls of my chute and filling my gut. He’s a heavy shooter - I know cuz I’ve sucked him off before and it was at least 4 mouthfuls. He pulled out and his load poured out my hole cuz he’d left me gaping wide open. I’d still wide as fuck today and my ass hurts! It’ll be a while before I give up my ass again to him but I definitely will. It was amazing to be fucked by a real bull. Sent from my iPad

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

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Chapter 9 I woke up to the sound of my voice. My fuck session with Uncle Jerry is playing on TV. Uncle Jerry has a towel wrapped around him and is still wet. He must have hopped in the shower. That's right. I forgot he is a bit of a clean freak. I can't complain, though. That's probably why he still looks so good at his age. He's so focused on watching us fucking. Even though I'm behind him, I think his hand is reaching into his towel and stroking his head. I wonder if it's leaking pre cum like earlier. The thought of it made my dick rock hard again. He noticed that I was up when he adjusted his sitting position, trying to move toward the back of the sofa bed and bump into my hard dick. “oh…. You are ready again, huh!?” He had the biggest smile on his face, and then he leaned toward me and grabbed the back of my head to give me a passionate tongue kiss. It was short, but his lips lingered for a few seconds before pulling away from me. For a few seconds, I forgot I was making out with my uncle. “Have you always wanted to do that?” I asked “well…. Not always. I don't have a thing for Twinks. I like grown men, so I have always only thought of you as my nephew. Yeah… I may have beaten off a few times when I knew you were watching, but those times had more to do with voyeurism and less to do with you. It wasn't until recent years when your dad showed me pictures of you, that I noticed you've grown into quite a good-looking young man. Even then, I have never thought we'd be getting high and fucking one day.” he explained. “Are you feeling guilty now?” “Not at all. You are grown, and you made your own decision before I put my dick in your ass. How about you, Benny boy?” I looked at my hard dick then I smiled back at him. He smiled and wrapped his lips around my mushroom head and put my dick head in his mouth briefly, then he said. I wanted to ask about his comment last weekend about his brother, but I held my tongue because I didn’t want that question to potentially ruin the vibe. “I'm gonna go pick up some stuff for us just a few blocks away, then grab us something to eat, so I’ll be back in a few. You can go take a shower if you want. You’ll see the towels. You can look in my closet if you want to put on something more comfortable, or you can be naked. Whatever you want to do, I’ll follow along when I get back.” “I'm not hun….” “Ah…don't you say you're not hungry. I'd get high and have fun with you, but you gotta know the side effects and take care of yourself. If you were any other boy, then I could care less what you do, but you are still my nephew,” Uncle said while putting on a black t-shirt and jeans. Without underwear underneath those jeans, I could easily make out the shape of his dick under his jeans. “Help yourself with anything you want. There's another pitcher of iced tea in the back of the fridge that doesn't have G in it. I'll be back before you know it.” Uncle Jerry was already halfway down the stairs before I could say anything. I paused us two fucking on TV and grabbed the bong on the table, took a couple of hits, then walked to Uncle Jerry’s closet to look for something to wear before getting in the shower. I don’t mind being naked but something about getting undressed by other or being told to do so turns me the fuck on. When I looked in his closet, some of his stuff caught my attention. He had a collection of leather gear. Several different styles of harnesses, a leather cutoff hoodie, suspenders. His drawer had a range of jockstraps in all colors and styles. A drawer full of restraints, gags, and masks. He also had different uniforms like fireman, policeman, sailor, and even UPS driver uniforms. Forget about what I’m wearing…..I wanted to see him wear this stuff, was the thought in my head. I picked out a leather vest and a pair of assless chap for him. I laid it out on the sofa and texted him to put it on if I was still in the shower when he returned. He also had just texted me right before asking if I’d mind if his friend joined us later. I responded, “Of course,” and then headed to his shower. Even his bathroom turned me on. He has a jacuzzi tub at the end, big enough for four, but it might be a tight fit. He had two shower heads on opposite sides and an overhead shower head. On one side of the shower was a fold-up bench. You can unfold it and drop the legs, and then it reveals a grab bar on the wall. The shower head on that side also had a host attached to it. He even had a range of shower hose attachments. Different sizes of dildo ones and a couple of buttplugs. As I walked around his room, blowing out cloud after cloud, and looking through his stuff, my imagination had been going wild. When I got out of the shower, I chose to put on a red short-sleeved onesie where the two sides come together with buttons that go down and back up to my lower back. It fits a bit snug, but I didn’t mind. The thought of getting that ripped off was much more existing to me than anything else. Uncle Jerry is back already. I did waste a lot of time before I finally got in the shower. He looks great in the leather chap and vest, standing in the kitchen cutting up 4 lines. I got on my knees to suck his dick but he pulled me up and handed me a sandwich and said "eat first. We have plenty of time for fun. Have you ever done this?” he pointed at the lines. “Snorting them?” I asked as I stuffed the sandwich he was making me eat in my mouth. “No. Hot rails,” He said as he grabbed a unique bong with two rubber hoses attached to it, but the ends of the hoses are each attached to a glass stem. “Yeah. Just a couple of weeks ago, for the first time at Marc’s. We went to high school together, and he’s Jay and Aaron’s neighbor.” “Yeah, I know who Marc is. I custom-built the stuff in those two houses. Speaking of that, why don’t we go down to my basement?” he responded. “You have a basement!?” I asked because I never knew he had a basement. Growing up, his bedroom was off limits and I now know why but I thought I knew his place well, but apparently not. “Yeah. We gotta go through my shop to get to it. He handed me some stuff to carry, then we headed down different stairs that went down to the shop, and walked across the shop to his office. He moved his office chair to reveal a hidden trap door that slides up to reveal the stairs to the basement. The basement had mirrors on all four walls. Same railing system as the Jay and Aaron’s on the ceiling and walls. . A cage at the corner of the room and a round bed in the middle of the room. Ambient lighting lights up the room. Similar TV set up like I saw at Marc’s. “This room is pretty soundproofed, and there’s a bathroom over here.” He pushed open a mirror wall with an opening to reveal a shower room the size of his bedroom bathroom minus the tub. The similar shower is set up except that with ambient lights, you can see the basement from inside of the shower, but if you turn on the overhead light, the basement can be seen in the shower. “Wow…that’s fucking hot. How did not know about this room” I said “I just remodeled this in recent years. This room was only used for storage before. Anyway….. Ready to get high?” he said as his phone notification went off. He looked at his phone and said,” My friend Darryl should be here in 5 - 10 min.” “yeah. I'm ready,” as I follow Uncle Jerry back to the basement. He grabbed a tray table and set the mirror down with rails on it. We sat down on the bed in the middle of the basement. He asked Alexa to play his playlist as he heat up the glass stem. “you know what you're doing?” he turned to me and asked. I nodded. “You look great in that outfit, btw. I thought that's what you'd pick for yourself. Here you ready… on the count of three. 1. 2. 3” Uncle Jerry moved the glass pipe across the mirror at a steady pace, but I didn't time my pace right, so I had to signal him to stop ⅔ of the way through. Just like the last time I did it. “hold it for as long as you can,” he said, and I nodded while holding my breath. When I was just about to let it go, Uncle Jerry grabbed the back of my head and put his mouth over mine and inhale most of the smoke then he immediately started making out with me as he slowly let the smoke escape from his nose. The smoke it so thick that I couldn't even see him for a few seconds. “not bad, but you can do better. This time, you are gonna do 1 & ⅓ all at once. You saw the pace I was moving. Follow my tempo. Take a deep breath,” which I did. Then he said, “Ready!? 1.2.3” I'm doing much better with pacing this time. I also held it in much longer this time around. I can feel my body getting warm and buzzing this time, and I have a raging hard-on in my onesie. Uncle Jerry let me shotgun him again, and his hand moved down to release the buttons in front of my crotch and let my dick out. Then he blew all of the smoke on my dick as his tightly sealed lips slid down on it. His hand is playing with my balls and his middle finger is extend applying pressure on my taint. I lean back on my elbows thr,ow my head back, and let out a long moan. I was a little disappointed when he stopped, but I know it's time for him to do his. He stood up. His dick is hanging out of the chap, swinging in between his legs. He shotgun me then back away and pointed at his dick. His dick wasn't hard yet when I first put it in my mouth, but in just a few seconds, I could feel it swelling up to its full size in my mouth. I started sucking it as he did his second rail, but he gave me a look before he started, and I knew what he was asking. I swallowed his dick as deep as I could then I closed my eyes and tell myself to relax my throat. I could feel his throat sliding down even further. This time, he was always to slide it in and out a little. He pulled his dick out and grabbed me by my neck to pull me out to shotgun me one last time. He then immediately push my head back down to do it again. While my eyes are closed, focusing on getting his dick all the way in. I could hear another person's voice. I assume it is Darryl, but I couldn't open my eyes yet, or I'd gag. I heard Uncle Jerry say, “This is my nephew Ben.” “you fucking your nephew's throat? That's what's up” Finally, I gradually pulled Uncle Jerry's dick out bc I was seriously out of breath. My face was covered in saliva when I turned to say hi to Darryl “Hi I'm…..” before I could finish my sentence, he grabbed my head and put his dick in my mouth as uncle Jerry cutting up two rails for him too. His body looks like the black guy who I saw fucking Henrique last weekend but Uncle Jerry doesn't have the tattoo like the other guy did so I toss that thought out of my head and focus on the task at hand. His dick is a bit thicker than Uncle Jerry's, but the head of his dick is a bit larger than the rest of his dick and shaped a bit pointier. “Jerry. Your nephew knows how to suck cock” was the last thing he said before he did his hot rail. I heard Uncle Jerry said “wait until you are inside of his hole” then Darryl grabbed Uncle Jerry by the waist to pull him closer for a shot gun then the two of them started making out. I position myself in between them, attempted to put both dicks in my mouth at first but that was a terrible idea. There's no way I could have, so I started alternate sucking their dicks instead. While I was doing that Uncle Jerry told me to keep doing what I'm doing but turned around and lay on my back as Darryl started his second rail. As he did that, Uncle Jerry put my legs up and pulled apart the buttons, exposing my hole facing up toward the ceiling and pull my cheeks apart for Darryl. Darryl stick his curl up tongue in my hole and blew in as much smoke in it as he could. Then he thoroughly lick my hole as I'm attempting to deep throat him for the 3rd time upside down. “That's a tight pussy. I could hardly get any smoke in there. We gotta break him in, Jerry.” “oh I have but his young pussy rebound quickly” Uncle Jerry said and then he spit on my hole and started sliding a buttplug in my hole. I can't see, but I can feel whatever he's putting in my ass is much bigger than what I'm normally used to. It doesn't hurt yet, but I feel stretched. Darryl had something in his hand. He pull his dick out of my mouth and threw something in my mouth and told Uncle Jerry to open his mouth and did the same to him. “don't worry. It's just weed gummy. It should open up your tight pussy when it kicks in.” Darryl is quite handsome. He has very defined arm muscle and a nice abs. Not the flat abs the uncle Jerry. They are solid packs. He has a clean shaved bald head and face. As I was finishing up evaluating him, his BBC was back in my throat already as he lean forward to suck my cock while I'm upside down and Uncle Jerry is almost done sliding the toy in my mouth. Then I heard him say to Darryl “take a look at that” as Uncle Jerry reach his fingers in my hole touching left and right. That's when I realize the butt plug was hallow. “oh damn. It is not a tunnel that I was expecting to see. Wherever this butt plug can't reach is still slammed shut” said Darryl. He spit in my hole and slowly sliding his finger. I sort of zone out from the hot rails and was focusing on sucking Darrly's big cock “I told you. It rebound quickly. Here, this should help. I mixed it with some t. Benny boy. It's gonna burn a little but uncle promises that you'll feel great after” uncle Jerry pump a shot of lube deep in my hole then a little bit of something else shallow. I thought I knew that burn feeling but fuck…. this must be really strong bc it really burn and my body start burning up and my breathing get heavier. “you feeling it don't you boy” Darryl said. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and walked onto the bed, and had his hard dick pressing against my hole. “do you want this?” he asked “mmmhmmm” I responded. Both scared and excited. Then uncle Jerry straddle over my face and ordered me to eat his hole. As he suck on my dick slowly but tightly casually and having a front row seat watch my hole getting split open. I could hear Darryl was gentle. He thrust his dick in me less than an inch at a time then he back away and repeat. With the butt plug, I can't shut him out even if I want to. I love the feeling of getting filled and I love the taste of uncle Jerry"s hole even more. I swear I think I got half of my tongue in him. I know I'm doing a great job bc at one point, he even had to take my dick out of his mouth to moan. “oh man. Darryl said. He is tight. I wanna know what it is like without this thing. He snatch out of butt plug then plunge all the way in “aahhh ahh” I screamed out of joy “you're OK Benny” uncle back up and gave me a tongue kiss upside down then walk over to a cabinet along the wall and came back with a candle. “don't worry. This candle is made for pleasure.” Darryl grabbed onto my thigh pulledl me close to him, and instructed me to wrap my legs around his waist. Now that I'm steady. His dick makes me moan to the point of gasping every single pump, and he fucks hard. Not only I can feel the impact of my butt cheeks hitting his body. He also twirls his dick while it was in me. I made a lot of sounds that I didn't know I could make. Meanwhile uncle Jerry is face fucking me hard while dripping candle wax all over me. Each drop give me a lightly burn sensation. Surprisingly feeling really good. All the sudden Darryl pulled me up as he laid on his back. “Jerry. You know what your nephew needs” Darryl said to uncle Jerry then pull my head to make out with him. Something about the way he kiss was assertive and commanding. I could feel Uncle Jerry slowly pushing his dick in my hole. I must be high bc not only my hole did put up any resistance, I did not feel a trace of pain. I arch my back then uncle Jerry grabbed me from behind and both of his hands were pinching my nipple hard. “Oh Ben….fuck….your hole…….I can’t get enough of it….oh my god FUUUUUUUUCK” Uncle Jerry unloaded all in my hole. He had pinched my nipples so hard by accident, so they are a little tender. In exchange for his big load. It was so worth it. After he pulled his dick out, Darryl’s said, “Now it’s my turn, pup.” He picked me up and told me to grab on to his neck and wrap my legs around him then he absolutely raped my hole so hard. In this particular position, there’s only one position for me to be. I am the human fleshlight to his big black dick. “Where do you want my cum boy?” he asked as he picked up his pace. “Ahhh In….ahhhh……mmm hooooole” I responded. “What did you say?” he put his hand on my shoulder pushing me down toward his pelvis then there it was. Waves of his hot cum. So much warmer than Uncle Jerry’s for some reason. He held me in the same position for a few minutes as he gathered himself. When I was about to let go of his neck, he said “Not yet boy. I have one more thing to give you” With his hard dick in me, he carried me to the bathroom and turned on the overhead light so Uncle Jerry could see us. I could feel a warm stream of liquid filling up my hole and then leaking out. He pissed for a solid minute. I felt a bit light-headed when I got off of him. “That was probably the most concentrated chem piss I’ve ever given to anyone boy” He gentle help me stand on my feet again and told me to turn around. He turned on the shower and began rubbing soap on my from behind. I began to stroke my cock, but he stopped me. “Not so fast handsome. You can cum when your uncle let you cum. He said not to let you cum yet.” I was so high that I didn't fully process his words. The only thing in my mind was how empty my hole was feeling. I had no idea how long I was in the shower. But when I came out of the shower, Darryl was nowhere to be seen. Instead a police office in uniform is standing in the middle of the room with full uniform and a gun on his waist. There I was. Fully nude. Didn't think someone else was coming for the night. “Uncle Jerry!?” I said in a confused tone. “Oh….hey Ben. It's been years and wow you've grown. Look at the arms and abs. And the size of that dick. You're a Winston alright. You're the last person I expect to see here, and you look high as fuck. Jerry. You brought him down here? What the fuck is wrong with you?” “Zachariah?” I wasn't certain when I mumbled out that name “That's me”. Zachariah is 10 years older than me. He was our neighbor's only son. He's the role model that every parents wanted their sons to model after. He's athletic, handsome, and smart. I don't know him all that well bc of our age. I've always knew him as a quiet guy that keeps to himself. He still looks about the same. Dark hair, fit, and short almost buzzed haircut. But It's like I'm seeing a totally different person right now. I've never seen him like this before “Are we in trouble? Why are you here?” “I'll tell or rather show you here in a little bit. However…. do me a favor. Cuff yourself to that thing over there then we can talk.” Zachariah grab his handcuff off his waist and threw them to me. These are full on, legitimate handcuff. It's kinda heavy. I put one of my arm through the ring on the X wooden cross against the back wall and cuffed myself with the other arm on the out “raise your arms up and let me see it is secured” he said and I complied. I finally see what his hands have been doing now. Uncle Jerry is on his knees on the bed, bending over to suck his dick. Meanwhile, his arms are behind his back. Zachariah has been tying him up with rope. The rope goes around his head 3-4 times then I could not follow what happen after that. Somehow there are two perfect circle around uncle Jerry's nipples, leaving them exposed. Uncle Jerry hasn't said a word since I got out of the shower “What's going on? What do you want from us?” I asked “hahaha… Jerry. You brought him down here, and you didn't tell him that this could happen any time? I was on my way home, so I thought I'd stop and drop a load. As you can tell, I'm a cop. A few years ago, I caught your uncle Jerry with a fuck tons of what he shouldn't have had. He beg me to let him go so we made a deal back then that I'll let him go but at least twice a month I can stop by any hour of the day on any day to satisfied something that “I need”. That's what brought me here today. Watch this” Zachariah pull his dick out of Uncle Jerry's mouth, then he raises his arm back and high up to slap Uncle Jerry across his face “thank you master” said uncle Jerry “I'm married and I can't play with rough with my wife so a couple times a month I come by to let out my steam and also to remind Uncle Jerry who owns him. If he please me well. I might reward him with my seed. You probably didn't know your uncle Jerry is a submissive faggot, did you? Let me show to you the real him.” Zachariah pulled out of a slam, quite possibly the a triple slam. “Your uncle Jerry here turn into something that I bet you have never known about him. Watch this” Uncle Jerry swallowed Zachariah's dick as deep as he could, then he held still in that position with his arms extended behind him I don't even know what amount this is I'm holding in my hand. I've always come here and fill them up whatever I want then I do this “he injected Uncle Jerry with that syringe full of T. Uncle Jerry started coughing as if he couldn't catch his breath. He was rolling left and right bc God knows how much Zachariah put in that slam. But uncle Jerry couldn't move much bc he's tied up. Then Zachariah slap him hard on his left face this time and said “are you done yet. You were supposed to keep my dick hard.” Uncle Jerry is dripping sweat like crazy. He hasn't fully gotten used to that big slam yet but he's doing everything he could to pull himself together and follow Zachariah's order, obeying his demands. I honestly can't tell if he's enjoying this or not but in a strange way I'm so turned on. Uncle Jerry is fucking his own throat so deep that I can see where Zach's dick is in his throat. I can tell he's still shaking from that ridiculous slam “This is more like it. Don't be shy just bc Ben's here. You brought him down here yourself,” he said to Uncle Jerry “did you tell Ben what you are?” Zach asked “I'm your pig bottom, master,” Uncle Jerry said “I don't know if Ben heard you,” Zachariah said with a grin “I'M YOUR PIG BOTTOM, MASTER” “did you hear that Ben? Do you want to see what he can do?” then he said to uncle Jerry ”go let Ben get your pussy ready for me. I'm gonna go grab couple things”. Zachariah came over and uncuffed me but then immediately cuff my left arm back up to the post. uncle Jerry got on the floor facing away from me, then back up and said, “fuck Ben. Will you lick my pussy, please.” “yeah, but are you OK?” I asked “I will explain later. Please eat my pussy” then he looked down and whispered to me “Zach is watching us Ben. ~ Do what I asked please or you'd end up like me ~ Oh Benny Boy. Please get my pussy wet for my master”. He open up his legs as wide as he could bc his hands are still tied. Regardless what the situation is…uncle Jerry has a beautiful hole. That light pink hole is practically begging to be fucked. I press my tongue flat again his hole and lick up and down. “use your fingers too” uncle Jerry said. I just put my thumb in, hooking into his hole while my hand cup his balls. “more Ben. Master will want to see more” I now have 3 fingers in then I feel something in his ass. I was really confused about what I'm feeling bc only my middle finger could touch it and even then I had to push it deeper to finally hook something onto my finger. Out of nowhere I heard Zachariah's voice from the speakers “you look like you finally found it. Pull it Ben. Pull it and make sure you make eye contact with my pig. Take a good look at how much he loves it.” I'm looking right at Uncle Jerry in his eyes through the mirror to the left of us. He barely made a smile and gave me a nod. I could hear Zachariah coming down the stairs, and he said it again with an assertive tone, this time, “PULL IT!” I slowly pull the toward me as Uncle Jerry put his head on the floor and lean away from me. I'm keep looking at him and my hand, making sure I wasn't hurting him even though his eyes were close. Then I finally see it. Half of a pool ball size ball connected to a string. Just as I'm staring at the size of this ball. It started vibrating “Ahhh.. My god…. AhAhhhh” Uncle screamed while he still kept his eyes slightly open looking at me with his mouth open and his body somewhat twisted toward one side. Then Zach walked up next to me. Out of his cops uniform, wearing nothing but a metal cock ring right next to me “suck my dick and maintain eye contact with my pig and pull the rest out Ben. I don't have all night. If you don't do as I said” he whip uncle Jerry's back with his belt “next one will land on you and I won't hold anything back” I was shocked but quickly shoved his dick as deep as I could in my mouth and resume the pulling motion. The first one finally came out. Uncle Jerry is overwhelmed by the sensation and was moaning the loudest I've ever heard. Then Zachariah grabbed my head by my hair looked straight at me, and said, “Pull faster and pull it out, Ben. Do you hear me?” I have never seen Zachariah like this before. But I have no time to be shocked and starting pulling faster. The second ball is slightly smaller but still the size of a pool ball then as I'm pulling out the 3rd, Zachariah grabbed my hand and violently yanked the rest out. It's 4 more balls gradually decrease in size when the ball one the size of a Foosball. I couldn't believe that whole thing was in Uncle Jerry for I don't even know how long. Those anal balls left uncle Jerry covered in sweat with a rose bud that's slowly fading away. “isn't that beautiful. Go on. Taste every bit of his hole like it's the most delicious and luxery pig hole you've ever had” Zachariah said while looking new with wide eyes and a big smile. I made sure I did exactly what he asked. “mmmm Mmmm” was the sound I made licking uncle Jerry's rosebud “watch this” Zachariah said when he pull my head away then pressing his fist against Uncle's freshly recovered hole then almost on contact his fist is swallowed by uncle's hole and disappear in his ass. “Isn't this amazing” Zachariah said to me while I'm still sucking on his dick. I could hear Uncle Jerry gasping. “it's like wearing a puppet. There are so much you can do to control him when my hand is in him. I can do this” I can't tell what he was actually doing but it sure is driving uncle Jerry crazy because he went through several different reactions. For most, he does look like he is experiencing intense pleasure. “Then I usually like to end with his prostate,” Zachariah said. Uncle Jerry started making some high pitch gasping and moaning sound then about a minute later so much of his cum shoot out of his dick. Then unexpectedly Zachariah grab my head with his other hand and shove his dick all the way in then his dick swell up even more then drop his cum in my throat. “don't let a drop of my cum leak out of your mouth Ben” he said as he slowly pull his hand out of Uncle Jerry's ass. I swallow it and then open my mouth to show him. “Good boy. too bad I'm out of time today, so this has to end now bc I have to go. Good seeing you Ben” Zachariah got dressed. I thought he forgot that I was still cuffed, but he did come over to free me. then he walked back over to Uncle Jerry. Instead of untying him, he put out a pocket knife to cut the rope loose all at once then he stood in front of uncle Jerry who is still facing down to the ground kneeling down. Uncle Jerry kiss his crotch and said “thank you for master” then out the door he goes. Left me and uncle Jerry in the room in silence with music playing.

FUCK FUCK FUCK ... THAT'S A FUCKIN HOT STORY BROTHER ☣️☣️☣️

I was a rentboy for most of my life and never once had a relationship with any man I met through it. It was what it was. If you want a man for a relationship you should just pursue that when the opportunity arises just going through life.

Queer, isn't it, that both Father and Son are Gay? Queerer still is that the two of them have sex, and at least one of them is POZ. Daddy recently discovered he had the Bug—thought it happened on a business trip. He was taking it quite well, but hadn't told his family yet, and hadn't started Meds. Ideal candidate for a Stealth Pozzer or what? He told me about it while we were chatting after I'd fucked him with my new PA. He was hot for it, and it was my obligation to oblige. It's funny he opened up to me in more ways than one, but shut up abruptly when Son got home. I'd screwed Junior before—but never at their house. Junior recognized me immediately; and, after he got over the initial shock of seeing me with good old Dad, got a glint of Lust in those baby blues. To avoid putting Junior in harm's way, Dad had abstained from screwing him of late. Be that as it may, a guy has to look out for his interests; and I had an agenda for both Dad and Son. I got the Kid's attention by playing with myself and massaging his and Daddy's privates as we talked. It wasn't long before the Little Slut went down on me. Meanwhile I licked and fingered Daddy's Piss Slit to get him oozing once again. Pretty soon the stage was set. I moved behind the Boy and started rimming his sweet Ass while he sucked Daddy off. The Kid seemed as anxious to try out my new PA as Daddy had. I worked my Shaft in him and really started plowing his Ass—really pounding him—till telltale blotches of Blood and Shit began to polka dot my Cock. Reluctantly I turned my attention back to Daddy-O again. As I fucked Dad, I aimed his Turgid Rod at Sonny's silken Cheeks. Dad didn't buy into it at first, bucked back a lot, and almost overpowered me as I fought to keep him sandwiched between his progeny and me. Suddenly he let out a gasp; his resistance dropped to nil; and he was screwing Junior of his own volition and free will. I could tell the way his Ass Muscles clenched around my Dick, Daddy-O was getting close. To cinch the deal I whispered in his ear, "Yeah, Daddy, fuck that Ass! You know some Dude is bound to POZ his Butt. Better if it cums from you. Same Strain… same Meds.... Here’s your chance to help your Boy. Seems like you'd be savin' him a lot of grief if you were to POZ his Ass." You could see a Battle Royale in progress between Prudence and his Dick, but Fucking and gettin' Fucked simultaneously will tip the scales every time. His Ass Muscles spasmed violently as a tidal wave of Toxin spewed up the Boy's NEG Cunt. Falling victim to his own concupiscence, Daddy-O collapsed beside his Son. Maybe he was sated, but I hadn't had my fill. I rammed my Rod back in the Kid, grinding Daddy's Noxious Venom into Sonny Boy's Ass Walls—until I, too, contributed my Jizm to the Brew. Meanwhile the oblivious Young Man shot his NEG Spooge all over Dad and me. We lay together contemplating the enormity of what we'd done. While there is nothing better than breeding a NEG Cunt, converting a POZ Stud to a GIFT GIVER is a laudable pursuit. Just the possibility that Daddy may have POZZED his Faggot Son makes me want to shoot.

Chapter 3 when the applause died down everyone walked up to me and started to touch my body just like before. I loved all the attention they were giving to my nipples cock and ass they all made me feel so welcomed and so horny. My new boss stood up there next to me and gave me a grand introduction. Boys this is Chad and he has been accepted as our new house boy. This brought on another round of applause and cheering from everyone. So now we must christien him into his new role and new life the only way we know how to so i hope everyone has saved up their loads because everyone here needs to put a load in this boy before the end of the night to make sure his new status is brought on quickly. I want everyone to form a line one for poz and one with aids so we can make sure Chad knows how serious we are about making him a member of our life, As hosts and roommates we will have the first crack at his neg cherry. With that they rolled over a fuck bench to the pedistal and each man there was forming two lines as instructed behind the two signs on the floor i just now saw. One had poz and a biohazard sign on it and the other had aids and a skull and crossbones on it. They also put a few cameras on tripods around the fuck bench to get everything on film. My new boss carried me to the fuck bench and positioned me on it and handcuffed my wrists and ankels to the sides and everyone formed around me gropping eachother to keep eachother hard for what is to be a long night ahead. My new bosses were the closest near me since they were going to be the first to go at my ass and their death sticks were raging hard with their toxic precum dripping from their cocks. I licked my lips and was eager to start this night off right. My boss with the biggest cock was positioning himself to my ass and my boss with aids was starting to shove his aids cock in my mouth. Lucky for me I have no gag reflex so he was able to slide it all at once down my throat with no problem causing the group around me to burst into applause with my accomplishment while my other boss shoved his entire cock in one fell swoop causing me to moan in extreme pain and pleasure. I felt like my ass was split in two and was on fire. I bucked hard in pain and did all I could not to bite into the cock in my mouth. Thankfully someone shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and the pain quickly turned to pleasure and they then both pile drived into me causing me more and more pleasure. I could start to feel both of them start to swell more and more and then with one final slam they both unloaded their toxic cum into my holes causing me to moan loudly and shoot one of my last neg loads. They both pulled out of me and as i could feel the cum dripping from my hole someone played over the loudspeaker ROUND 2 and the party was in full swing.

Chapter 1 - Prologue I never meant this to happen. I really didn't. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me back up a bit. My name is Stephen. I won’t bore you with too many details but I’m a 31 year old gay man. I am also a very sexual person. In college and beyond, I lived for my next sexual encounter. I was a regular in the local gay bars, cruised on the internet two or three times a week, and let's just say that if there were frequent flyer miles for bathhouses, I would be a diamond member. I sucked and sat on every dick I could find... condoms always optional. There is something about the thrill of anonymous sex that just really gets my juices flowing. I've got a nice (if I do so so myself) six incher, cut, but I'm an almost total bottom and getting fucked is "real sex" to me. Everything else is just foreplay or a distraction. Then three years ago, at the ripe old age of 28, I met an amazing guy and settled down.. A year later we were married in Massachusetts and I vowed I would never have sex with anyone else again. I considered myself lucky to make it through my slutty “phase” still HIV negative… despite having lost track of how many loads I had taken. Thomas, my husband, is the sweetest person I've ever met, I adore him, and would ever do anything to hurt him. Or so I thought. Thomas's cock is, to be honest, somewhat smaller than average. When he fucks me, there is always that nagging part of me that isn't really satisfied. Despite this, he is a "total top”. Even worse is that he doesn't have a very strong sex drive. For him, fucking once every couple of months is more than enough and even then he always wears a condom. He likes to cuddle, occasionally he will let me jack him a bit. That is the extent of our sex life. Meanwhile I'm so horny I'm basically climbing the walls (and giving myself carpal tunnel or whatever it's called from jacking myself off four or five times a day). I'm not trying to justify what happened. Really, I'm not. I'm just telling you.... Ok? Anyway. It was a couple months ago and I was having a crap day at work. I couldn't focus on anything but the guys walking by on the street a couple levels below. Playing the "I wonder how big his dick is" game over and over in my head with each cute guy who walked beneath my window. It was the noise from the renovation crew working on the offices one floor above me that finally interrupted my daydreams. When they started drilling right above my desk, it gave me a great excuse to get out of my office and go to the men's room to rub one out. I told my assistant Calvin that I would be back once the upstairs crew moved on and it was less noisy. He muttered a distracted "Ok Stephen" without looking up from the spreadsheet he was working on. I had found a men's room a few days earlier that, due to the staff moving around for the renovations, was always empty. So I headed there. There was an outer door and and inner door which allowed for a bit of warning if anyone did show up. I was clearly in my own little world because as I turned down the last hallway I almost walked into a guy talking on a cell phone and I hadn't even heard him. Maybe it was just because I was so horned up, but there was something about him that caught my eye. Blonde hair slightly too long and slightly unkempt. Blue eyes. About 3 inches taller than me so about 6' 1” and close to my age. The work pants and sweatshirt marked him as clearly part of the renovation team but more like a supervisor or foreman as his clothes were clean except for just a hint of sawdust or something on one sleeve. I'm no gym bunny but I try to keep fit. He was something different. I could see his arms, chest, and legs were firmly muscular without being bulky. His toned body, however, was the result of work not just working out. He was handsome not beautiful... but all the more perfect for it. But what really caught my attention though was something less tangible and harder to describe. He had a certain aura of quiet confidence and masculinity that was incredibly sexy. All of this took a second, maybe two, before I realised I was staring. He noticed me and glanced my way for half a second. In that half a second, I felt I had been weighed and measured, like he knew my thoughts, and what had exactly what had brought me to this empty part of the building. And then he turned away and back to his phone call. Even his deep voice was calm and exuded the same sense of being in control as the rest of him. I blushed and hurried into the men’s room. My dick was hard as a rock and i was breathing heavily. I don't think any guy has ever effected me like that before. I was even hornier than I had been before. I stepped to a urinal and fished out my dick and started stroking. I closed my eyes and pictured the man in the hallway outside. I could already feel my balls start to tighten, aching for release. And then I heard the outer door to the bathroom open. My eyes snapped open and I stopped stroking but my dick was hard, red, and ready to shoot. I turned my body to try and hide it while watching the door. The stranger walked in, his blue eyes meeting mine for another half second. Yet again I felt him measuring me up and assessing the situation. He knew exactly what I was doing before he entered and wasn't at all surprised.