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Hey guys I just want to give you a heads up that I am going to try and write as many chapters to this story as possible and I don't know how long it will be in-between them so please be patient with me and let me know what you think about it I love all comments especially dirty ones lol I have made a discovery that is going to change lives forever and now I need to test it. I have been going to school to be a doctor and my main focus is HIV and now I have discovered something that will change the world of HIV forever. 4 years previous My name is Kyle and I have been HIV positive since I was 18 after my first hookup with a highschool friend and it changed my life forever. I was shocked and scared at first as was the rest of my family when they saw I was sick and rushed me to the hospital and they heard the results from the doctor. They all took care of me when I got discharged and made sure I took my meds that the doctor prescribed me and they never treated me any differently. When I was better and finally got out of bed without feeling I was going to die I went into my bathroom to see if I looked as I had felt over the last few weeks. When I saw my reflection I was pleased to see that I still looked like the cute surfer boy with my blond hair and blue eyes staring back at me. I ran my hand over my chest and tweaked my nipples and went further down my six pack abs and onto my hard dripping 7 inch cock. It was hard and leaking but I did feel inside that I was different as I swirled around my precum over my thick mushroom head. I felt more energized and hornier than I ever had in my life and some feeling deep inside me said that I needed more sex now that I was no longer neg. I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror and saw the same muscular bubble butt and slid my finger down my crack till I reached my hole. Once I touched my hole I felt an increasing sense of hornyness and it was like my hole had a mind of its own opening and swallowing my finger all the way through to the base. This caused me to moan and buck my hips more than I can remember over my years of pleasuring my ass and I loved how intense it was. I added a second and then a third finger and like before my ass opened up easily accepting them like the first. I moved my three fingers until I found my prostate and I had to control how loud I was moaning so I didn't have any unwanted intruders to find me like this but I had never felt this much pleasure in my ass before I couldn't stop. My orgasam came with so much force I held onto the bathroom sink as ropes and ropes of cum coated the mirror and the sink. I stood there panting and in a cold sweat and quickly sat on the toilet as it felt like my legs were about to give out on me and quickly tried to catch my breath. Once I felt better I looked at the mirror to see all the cum that landed on it start to drip down onto the sink and pool with the loads that landed there already and quickly grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up all of it and flushed it down so no one would see any evidence. Just as I finished and returned to my bed there was a knock on my door followed by my dad and mom walking into my room to see how I was doing. They were both happy to see that I was feeling so much better than I had been during my sickness and said that if I felt well enough that the hard part must be over and I could try and return to my normal day to day activates. While they were talking to me I couldn't help but think that my life would never be normal again after what just happened in the bathroom but I smiled at them both and said that I thought so too. They hugged me and left after saying that they hope to see me down stairs soon for dinner. Once the door shut I pulled up my laptop and started to see if there was anything online to explain to me why my body reacted so intensely to what I did but couldn't find anything to help me with it.I closed my laptop and put on some comfortable clothes and made my way downstairs to join my family after being stuck in bed for so long. I sat in the living room watching some tv with my dad and big brother Tom while my mom was finishing up making dinner. At dinner everyone chatted like normal and my Tom asked me what I was going to be doing next after highschool with graduation next month and as he said this he smiled and slid a large envelope my way. My parents both asked me what that was and I didn't say anything but opened it and read the first page. It was an acceptance letter to my first college choice (the same one my brother went to) that I applied to before I had gotten sick and I burst up from the table and shouted that I had gotten into the college on a full ride. I looked at my parents shocked faces as they didn't know that I had applied months ago and they didn't know either that I was going to study to be a doctor. This brought on cheers and hugs from all of my family and when my brother hugged me he said that he saw that my acceptance was delivered and hid it away and waited until I was better to see what it said. Once the cheering died down my mom and dad started to call all the relatives and tell them that I was going to be going to the same college as my older brother and that I wanted to study to be a doctor. While all this chatter went on my brother pulled me into the living room and told me he had a secret he wanted to share with me. He looked both worried and proud and I asked him what was it. He bent down and whispered in my ear that he knew that his friend was the one who pozzed him because he was the one who pozzed my friend after he fucked him. Welcome to the brotherhood my little bro. I looked at him in shock and awe and felt my cock get so hard digesting this news. I never knew my big brother was gay and now after hearing that he was poz and was the one who infected my friend who in turn infected me I couldn't handle the emotions and urges that flowed in me I came right in my pants without touching myself and It was just as intense as it was earlier in the bathroom. Tom could tell what was happening to me and he rushed me into his bedroom and quickly stripped me out of my clothes and put his mouth on my cock as I was convulsing and shooting more and more cum down his throat. I panted as I finished and I felt like I blackened out a bit and Tom picked me up and kissed me sharing some of my load and told me after we finished kissing that I was going to be so ready for what was to cum when I would get to college.

I really hadn't planned a canoe and camping trip for the area of Canadian wilderness we had reached by night fall. Besides we needed to pick up food rations for the weekend so I found a secluded place to boondock and camp this 1st night in my car. The model y is designed for this, although a bit tight for two adult men. We bunked in able to sleep atop my one sleeping bag, and I was surprised my hitchhiker chose to sleep in the nude. As I was just about ready to fall off to sleep I heard him clear his throat. Next thing his naked torso was leaning into mine and he was whispering in my ear. "I'm kinda horny from all the events of the day. You don't think if I fucked you, it would make me gay do you? I really need to get off again before I can fall asleep. " "You want to fuck me here in the car?" I complained. "There are too many mosquitoes for outside. " He had a point. I reached down and found he had a rock solid raging hard on. "What if I just sucked you off? Wouldn't that do?" I almost wined in my sleepiness and defense. "If that's what you want, but I really want to try fucking and breeding you. I'm so turned on by watching that trucker do you. Please. I promise I won't tell anyone. " This gave me an idea to get him 'off my back '. I asked, "Do you have a best friend?" "Yah, my buddy Joe. " "OK, here's the deal. The only way you get to fuck and breed me is if you promise to tell your buddy Joe. I don't care what you tell him about circumstances, you're just experimenting, I pressured you, whatever ... you just have to promise to tell your best buddy that you fucked a dude. " He was silent for a long time. I started to believe I'd put him off and drop back off to sleep when I heard his phone ring. He was calling out. "Hey Joe. Sorry to call so late. I need to talk to you. " ... "Yeah, Marcia kicked me out again. " .... "Yeah she caught me with another woman again." ... "I've been hitchhiking and got picked up by this cool gay guy. Say hi to him so he knows I'm not faking this call. " I heard the other guy call out "I'm Joe, his best friend." I continued to hear the one side of the conversation. "Yeah he's older. Fit though and silver hair all over. He's so fuckin hairy Joe." ... " Yeah, I guess you could say he made a move on me. He sucked me off in the woods. Best blowjob I ever had. Sucked down every drop. " .. "No ass hole, it wasn't sex. Just a blowjob. You know I'm not gay. " ... "Then he let me watch while a trucker fucked him. It was so fuckin cool. " ... "No that's the amazing part. They didn't use a condom. Trucker just pushed in raw, fucked and bred the guy." ... "Yeah that's why I'm calling. We're naked together and he'll only let me fuck him if I tell you my best friend. You're cool with this right?" .... "No I'm not wearing no fuckin condom! Shut the fuck up! You always say we have to experience life. I'm grabbing this bull by the horns!" ..." Of course I'll tell you all about it, that's what best buds are for. " He hung up and I blurted "What the fuck was that?!" "I figured what's a promise worth if I can't back it up. Why should you trust me? I told my buddy Joe I'm going to fuck and breed you. " "You told him a hell of a lot more than that. " "You said you didn't care what I told him. He's my best buddy, I end up telling him everything when we're high anyway. I thought I may as well get it all out of the way. " "Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into? Fuck me!" I groaned. "Exactly. We can't do missionary in this tight space. Can I just shove in from behind?" I repositioned so we were spooning. I felt his cock poking around for my hole. He wasn't having much luck. I reached down and guided his raw cock into my hole. He started kissing the back of my neck and moving in and out of me. "I've never been in someone raw before. This is special." "Wow, really? Not even the slut?" "Well maybe just the tip, but not all the way. And the truckers cum feels amazing. " He was really giving a good spooning fuck. I was wondering why I'd been so reluctant. And his phone conversation with Joe really was fuckin hot. I spoke next, "It is a bit cramped but do you want to try missionary?" "Fuckin A, yeah man. Then I can kiss you. I want to be kissing when I come in my first person. " We maneuvered our bodies which was a bit like twisting pretzels. Eventually my legs were raised to my shoulders and he was on top and inside me. His kisses were passionate and we really started to make love. For the next ten minutes he fucked me so deeply and powerfully. The car rocked with our forceful rhythm. "I'm getting close. I'm going to cum in you baby. " "Cum in me. Give me your straight seed. Breed me your babies. " "Fuuccckkk I'm cumming .... I'm cumming .... flooding your guts .... you dirty fuckin cum slut .... aahhhh yeah baby. " I held him deep inside as we shared powerful passionate kisses. "I want you to hold my cum inside all night. " He didn't need to convince me. ... to be continued.

I kept him deep in my throat until I had milked every straight drop of cum from his tool. After I released it he panted like a spent wild animal for three minutes before he caught his breath. I took particular note that he slipped out of his tightly whites before putting his short cut offs back on commando. Neither of us bothered with shirts as we got back on the road. He seemed quite sullen and quiet for many miles. I just left him to his thoughts. I feared I might have gone too far and frightened him. Eventually I asked gently; "Are you OK?" "Oh yeah, sorry ... just got lost in my own thoughts .... That was amazing! you literally blew my mind through my cock head. Thank you" "You are most welcome." I gave him more silent space . "You swallowed all my fucking cum!" "Of course, why would I waste it?" "Absolutely! fucking! amazing!" "I'm glad you enjoyed it." I assured him. "Can I ask you a personal question?" "Of course, I told you, I'm an open book. " "You are so good, how many guys have you sucked off like that?" "Damn, I don't know at least 500." "Wow, when did you start?" "Well let's just say the legal age of consent is 18." "OK, I understand. " "What is your favorite ... you know ... sexual act? Taking it up the ass?" "Oh yeah man!by far!" "How many men have ... have ... um?" "Fucked me? Up the ass?" "Yeah, if you don't mind me asking. " "I fuckin love you asking ... look you've got me hard again." I was concealing nothing with my open shorts . "So how many?" "Literally thousands. It's my favorite hobby. " "Holy fuck .... you're such a... a .... um." "If I was a girl, what would you call me?" "A fuckin Slut!" He spat these words out. "That’s right, I'm a fuckin fag slut and proud of it." ... "Do you mind me asking you a personal question?" "You've answered mine, it's only fair, ask away. " I was surprised by his confidence. "Were any of the girls you "cheated" with sluts?" "Yeah, one in particular. " "And was she good in bed?" "Awesome actually, she made me feel like a fuckin porn star. I loved it with her. " "We sluts have honed our skills. Why not be proud of what we do well?" "You have a point. All this sex talk has me hard again. Do you mind if I get out of these shorts?" I pulled off the road, we slipped out of our shorts and continued buck naked and in easy conversation for the next few hours. It was dinner time before I pulled off at a gas bar and lunch counter in the middle of nowhere. The proprietor informed us he was closing. We only had time to grab a sandwich. As we ate on the front step of the business an eighteen wheeler rolled in for a stop. The driver was a big muscle bound hotty wearing tight blue jeans and a t shirt so stretched it looked like it would rip if he flexed his massive arms. He sauntered towards the door and we disappointed him with the news the place was closed. He was a very masculine guy for sure, but he had my gaydar ringing from head to toe. I decided to take a chance and spoke up. "Looks like you can't get what you stopped for but maybe I can give you more than you expected. " "If you mean that hairy ass of yours let's make our way to my sleeping cab ... it's not for sleeping I can assure you. " he had a deep sexy baritone voice. When I got up to go to the cab my hitchhiker asked if he could watch. "Watch or join in, I fuckin don't care. " the truckers baritone. I chimed in; "I love an audience, what are you waiting for?" The sleeping cab was amazingly spacious and actually had a leather sling hung over the bed. The trucker was practically naked by the time I got up into his cab. I waisted no time getting out of my shirt and shorts and I was helped into the sling. The baritone voice barked; "What’s his problem?" Pointing to my hitchhiker. "He's straight. " I explained. "Straight my arse, I bet you've sucked him off. I can smell his cum on your breath. " "He just wants to watch". I explained. "Ok with me, just as long as he doesn't get my way. Now let's stop waisting time. " and his mouth was on my ass hole . By the volumous spit he was filling me with I assumed there was no other lube in this truck cab playroom. I didn't need to wonder for long as he lined his 10" beer can thick cock bat up with my hole. I had no choice but to scream as he plunged in. I knew it was a waste of breath to ask him to slow down. I'd have to adjust to the transformation from pain to pleasure on the go. And go he did, long fucking my hole with increasing speed. His brow dripped sweat on my chest and I was beginning to think 'I don't want this to ever end ' when he ploughed in deeper than ever and unloaded deep inside me. I couldn't feel the squirts but I could tell by his powerful contractions, and the contortions of his masculine face were what every power bottom like me lives for. When he was done, he pulled out, slapped me on the ass, and his baritone voice rang out, "Slam, bam, thank you mam". "Oh no, shit, thank you man!" I managed as he helped me out of the sling. My hitchhiker followed me to my car with saucer eyes looking like they'd been caught in headlights. As we drove off he spoke with a timid voice. "Holy fuck man! What the fuck was that?" "We call that a pump and dump my friend. No strings attached. One of my favorite kinds of fucks. No pretense, no for play. He lubes my ass with spit, pumps away and quick as anything dumps his load right where I want it most. Everybody leaves happy, happy, happy! He got his rocks off, I got my favorite ass workout and my guts coated with his man juice. " "But what about a condom?" He pleaded. "He didn't even ask you. You didn't even mention one." "What the fuck did I need a condom for? He couldn't get me pregnant. " I laughed. "Yeah you gay guys are lucky that way , we straight guys are jealous ... but other things ... don't you worry.?" "Almost everybody plays bb nowadays. I haven't had a condom in this ass in years. " "Fuckin amazing. ... you're not only a slut, you're a fuckin cum dump.!" "And fuckin proud of it. " I proclaimed, then asked, "Didn't you enjoy the show?" "Oh yeah man. I fuckin loved the show. I couldn't help but jerk myself, in fact I shot my load again. " "Now who's amazing who?" I queried. "Hey, I was wondering. I've got nothin to run home to in Halifax. I shouldn't impose, but might I join you for your back country trip. I'm happy to buy extra food and stuff. " "Well there's an idea. As long as you're not afraid I'll turn you gay. " I teased. "I'll take my chances. " he teased back. .... to be continued

It was a beautiful clear sunny morning before the heat set in and I was cruising down the highway headed to charge my car at the supercharger nearby. My car was loaded with canoe and camping gear to meet up with my straight buddies for a long weekend of wilderness camping. He was standing in the shade on the other side of the road with his pack on his back trying to hitch a ride in the other direction. I didn't pay much attention other than those details. A half hour later as I returned he was still there. Except now he was sitting on the gravel, his pack at his side. His thumb was out but the energy wasn't there as if he'd given up hope. I noticed he was wearing flip flops, short cut off blue jeans and a loose fitting white tee shirt . He had long curly shiny black hair, maybe braided and a full medium length black beard. As I drove past and on down the road I wondered what his story might be. I had noticed this return and increase it hitch hikers with our current hard economic times. At the next intersection it was almost as if my car put on it's own turn signal. I had soon maneuvered a 180 degree turn and was headed back to pass him once more. I slowed enough to notice he had a pleasant handsome face. At the next safe opportunity I again maneuvered a 180 turn and quickly covered the distance to pull off and offer him a ride. "Where are you headed?" "Halifax. Back home" He sheepishly smiled. This was not in my direction at all, but I didn't let on. "I'm not going that far, but I'm headed that way. Hop in if you like. " We were soon back on the road and I turned off the radio. He seemed very relaxed and talked freely. His first live in girlfriend had just kicked him out. He understood why, he'd been cheating on her from day one. He just couldn't help himself. He wondered if as a man I could understand. I shrugged 'sure ' not revealing more about my sexual orientation. Conversation continued easily, and the miles rolled by, and a couple hours had passed with me going way out of my way. I decided to take a convenience store stop and text my buddies that I'd changed my plans, I wouldn't be joining them. In my minds eye I'd take this pleasant young man a decent way along his route and find another place to back country canoe and camp solo. The heat of the day had set in and my young passenger was shirtless leaning against the hood of my car on my return. He moved to pull the tee shirt over his head when I offered. "Fuck man it's hot. Just leave that off, I'll put towels on the seats. We'll be more comfortable. " I'd removed my shirt as I spoke. I snuck glances as we returned to the highway. He was no gym bunny but a slim nicely developed young 20 something. He had a light tan and early sprout of hair at the center of his chest. This developed into a wonderful treasure trove trailing into his cutoffs. As usual I was commando and I started to chub up. If he noticed he didn't let on, especially as I subtlety tried to adjust my growing hard on. Our ongoing casual chat relaxed into an easy banter before he seemed to get a little more serious and asked if I minded if he asked some personal questions. I wondered to myself where this might be headed but casually responded, "Sure, I'm an open book." He tentatively inquired; "You're gay aren't you?" I easily laughed, "Yes. Why do you ask? Do you have questions.?" "Actually, I do." "Ask away young man. Like I said I'm an open book. " "Have you ever cheated on your partner?" Then he blurted, "Fuck that was rude, I didn't even ask if you have a partner ... sorry. " "No worries, " I assured. "I've had a couple over the years. And fuck yeah, I cheated on them. Just like they cheated on me. Then we got smarter and just opened up our relationships. " "You mean you allowed each other to have sex with other guys?" He was a bit startled. "Why not, sex is great. Why not just enjoy it wherever and with whoever it happens. " I assured. "Then it's true?" He queried "What’s true?" I questioned "That you fags are all promiscuous? Fuck sorry, rude again." He apologized. "Sticks and stones, you can't hurt me with words ... besides I'm often a flaming fag, and damn proud of it. But actually we aren't all promiscuous as you ask. Some are quite monogamous, even more so than some straight people. That's just not my crowd. Well I do have some friends like that, we just don't judge each other's choices. " "Then do you have a partner, boyfriend?" He wondered. "Not currently. " ""So are you .... what's the word .... celebrity?" His question continued. "Fuck no man. I've got a guys load in my ass as we speak. He came by to breed me this morning before I set out." I blurted this without thinking. "So you take cock up the ass? Sorry I shouldn't be so blunt. " Again his question followed by an apology. "I told you, ask away ... I'm an open book. " "Really?" "Absofuckinlutely. I'm enjoying this. At the risk of embarrassing you all this sex talk is getting me hard. " I adjusted my hard on and the head popped out above my belt line. "Fuck. My turn to apologize. " "Holy fuck man! I'm not gay but that looks huge. Can I see the rest of it? I'm really not gay. " He sputtered. "You're a guy, guys look at guys cocks. " I had already freed my 8 inch, thick erection. His eyes bulged. "You can touch it if you want. Touching doesn't make you gay. " I assured. He tentatively reached across with his pointing finger. 'Fuck man, it won't bite. Grab hold. " Slowly his fingers wrapped around and his grasp tightened. "Fuck man, that feels good." I offered He had a tentative smile, "Yeah " "Oh yeah. " I gently moaned. A drop of precum emerged at my slit. I caught it with a finger and put it to my lips. "It's true, you guys eat that fuckin shit!" He blurted. Non-pulsed I responded, "Many of us don't waste it. What are you trying to tell me? You're so straight you haven't even been curious ... haven't tasted your own cum?" Sheepishly; "I thought that would make me gay. " I thought I noticed him wiggling his ass uncomfortable and watching my face to see if I was watching his hands. I was pretty sure he needed to adjust his cock, I took a chance with my hunch. "Why don't you show me your's? I'm pretty sure with this sex talk and my hardon hanging out you've gone hard. It doesn't make you gay ... just a healthy guy." "Fuck, does it show" He wondered with embarrassment. ""Don't worry. We're just two sexually healthy guys with raging hard ons, nothing more natural than that. " I assured. "You sure you don't mind?" "I'll mind if I don't at least get a look. " "Really?" "Really " "OK, Don't touch. " and he proudly fished out a nice 7" hard on and began stocking. "Very nice." I praised He grew more confident and stroked harder. A drop of precum emerged at the slit. He looked in my eyes and with his and led my eyes back to the precum. The look in his eyes was questioning. When I didn't know what he was getting at he spoke up, "Aren't you going to taste mine?" He was almost pleading. "I thought you told me not to touch?" I was confused. "A little won't hurt, here. " He captured the drop which was starting to flow and put his finger in my mouth. "Mmmmm, I'd like more from where that came from" I admitted. "Really." Which sounded less like a question and more like an invitation. "Have you ever had a guy suck you off?" I questioned. "No, but if you did it wouldn't make me gay right?" "Right. I see a woods up ahead, do you want me to stop and suck you off behind a tree?" "You won't tell anyone will you?" "No one else needs to know. " "Do it, do me, suck me off. " There was a small lane for me to stop in. We didn't take time to find a tree. Using the car as a visual shield I took his beautiful cock deep in my mouth and he was soon moaning like a bitch in heat and spewing his sweat straight load down my more than willing throat. . To be continued

lol…I’ve had a friend who opened his suitcase when he got to his hotel. The “your bag has been opened and searched by TSA” was wrapped around one of his dildoes!

I awoke the next morning to the hitchhiker's hard raw cock poking at my hole. We had so warn ourselves out the night before that we slept until well after sunrise. We moved out of the car and he did me over the trunk. This fuck was animalistic . It was as if he was full of rage and needed to pound it out. Fortunately I enjoyed him pounding it into me. We moved to a number of positions as this assault lasted 3/4 of an hour. When he finally came inside me he collapsed whimpering "Fuck man, I needed that." Turned out we were beside a stream so we washed off before heading off to pick up our supplies. We lucked out with a launching point into some crown land lakes fairly close by. By noon we were naked picnicking on a small sunny island. His main topic of conversation had been looking for reassurance that getting sucked by me and fucking me didn't make him gay. He kept assuring me this wasn't a put down of me, and that he actually loved the sex, more than he dreamed he could. He just wanted me to assure him I wasn't turning him gay. As I stroked a big boner as I asked if he wanted to suck it. In disdain he blurted, "No fuckin way man. " "Then I don't think you're gay. " I assured, "Unless of course you want me to fuck you?" "Fuck man, stop it. NO WAY I'm letting you put that in my ass. " "Then relax, you're not gay. " This seemed to finally calm him. We finished lunch, enjoyed a skinny dip and paddled on. By late afternoon we found a great campsite and set up our tent. Dinner was simple and easy and after we went for a gentle paddle around an island only 100 feet away. Only then did we see the tent on the far side and a gorgeous naked Adonis of a man emerging from the water. He casually waved hello to us and we paddled closer to share our greeting. He was a 6'4" Greek God of a man with a golden seamless Mediterranean tan, broad shoulders, eight pack, sturdy legs and a stunning uncut cock that hung halfway down to his knees. With his sun bleached shoulder length blond hair and lovely dusting of body hair in all the right places I couldn't ask for more perfection. I apologized for setting our camp so close to his and he brushed my apology off. He'd seen us setting up earlier and chosen not to interrupt us. He'd been camped on this island for the past week and we were the first people he'd seen. He'd loved the seclusion but was actually starting to pine some company. As his hand casually touched his magnificent member he said "Especially gay company. " He looked me in the eye and winked. We were paddling nude and he couldn't miss the fact I was chubbing up. Still fondling himself he asked; "Why don't you let me take care of that for you ? Unless your boy toy minds too much. " I stuttered. "Oh he's not my boy toy." And the hitchhiker blushed: "I'm straight. But can I watch?" I was soon sitting on a rock with this beautiful man between my knees giving me the best blow job ever. It wasn’t long 'til I warned I was very close. He just doubled his efforts and took every drop of my load deep down his beautiful throat. While he was servicing me a finger had found my hole and discerned it's availability. When his throat was clear he spoke, "Can I fuck you? I actually haven't cum all week and I'm thinking your hole would like a flooding. " "Fuck yeah! He loves taking loads!" This was the hitchhiker's cheer. I could tell this God of a man was a professional. He ate and fingered and tounge fucked my hole to the point he knew nothing would satisfy it but his massive erection. He waited until I begged; "Fuck me, just fuck me now, please." He had so prepared my hole that it sucked his raw mammoth meat in with minimal effort. Then he made such tender love to me. Doggie, spooning, missionary, carrying me as he walked! I couldn't imagine another position and he found it. Finally he apologized, "Sorry I need to cum so bad." "Don't apologize, just breed me already." And of course as I spoke I could feel his beautiful warm wet man juice painting my gut walls. This was truly paradise. He was in no rush to pull out and we sucked face for ten minutes until we decided at the same moment it was time for a swim. The hitchhiker joined us and thanked us for the awesome show. Before we left the water we were invited to stay for a campfire He assured us the breeze kept the mosquitoes off the island. To be continued

It was a gorgeous evening for sitting around the campfire naked, listening to the loons, telling stories and drinking beer. Our host got into the story of how he settled on his current work. He was trained in modern dance and supplemented that income by waiting tables. He loved dance, especially erotic dance, and hated waiting tables. He came across an add looking for nude male models and started to develop a bit of a name and portfolio. Then he was contacted by ERIC VIDEOS in Paris and flown over to make a few demos. Since he loves sex, and especially bb his auditions went very well. They started him on a contract to make one film per month. He loved this work but didn't see himself as a career porn star. He felt it didn't allow him to feed his need for artistic expression. Besides he wanted a more lucrative income. During this period he continued to wait tables but grew more and more distainful of the work. Then he got a creative break in modern dance that sparked his creative juices. He was hired to workshop a dance with a gay dance director. He was to dance with a talented beautiful young gay twink. The commission was to create a dance to bring to life a modern composition celebrating the emerging sexual freedom of barebacking. Even though it didn't pay well this project had all the elements to stimulate all of his creative juices . He couldn't wait to get started. The first day the director, twink and he met they simply sat around in jeans and tee shirts and listened to the beautiful evocative music and lyrics. Then they talked about the emotions and sensations which were evoked. The director asked frank and personal questions about the dancers experience professionally and personally. He looked at both their photo portfolios, asked about their comfort level with nudity as they performed and even asked about their personal sexual proclivities. Both were very open about their involvement in the bb community and confessed this topic had attracted them to this particular project. If they could advance the bb cause, they were in. Day two of workshopping they stripped down and put on skimpy flesh colored speedos. They started trying out different moves to parts of the recording. It was a long and tiring day. After a weekend break the director started the day by praising their work and the look of their bodies together. He confessed that something wasn't working for him. Would they be okay trying many of the same dance movements but totally naked today? Just to try it out. Neither had any issue and were soon moving through the erotic dance stark naked. All three agreed this was much better. Day 4 of workshopping the director wanted to try turning up the sexual nature of the dance. He wanted the twink to silmulate giving the Adonis a blowjob. The performance would be in a gay venue and he was certain he could take this creative liberty. They had practiced and tried this simulated blowjob a few different ways but it looked and felt lame. In frustration the twink finally asked if he could try something. Out of desperation the director agreed and in no time the twink was giving his co-star an actual blowjob. The beautiful cock was worked into full erection and everyone was delighted with the results. There was only one day left to workshop the peice and the director arrived inspired. The dance would build to the magnificent blowjob and then the Adonis would lift the twink to ride on the erection like a saddle. The rest of the dance would simulate fucking until the final chord when the dancers would cry out in fake simultaneous ejaculations as the stage would go dark. This would give the dancers a quick moment to pull on their speedos for the lights to come back up and the final bow. The night of the performance the audience was gay men and a couple fag hags. There was great excited tension before the show. The lights dimmed and the two beautiful naked dancers emerged on stage with the opening instrumental accompaniment. The performance went flawlessly and the audience was on the edge of their seats when the blowjob section arrived. The audience gasped, but were clearly impressed with the erection and twink riding it around the stage in mock fuck. That's when things took a turn. Off dance script the twink reached down and maneuvered the raw erection into his hole. Simulated fuck had suddenly become real bb fuck, right in front of the audience's eyes. Our Adonis had leaned into the twinks ear to ask if he was sure. The twink just nodded his head and groaned in sync with the suggestive lyrics. The Adonis took that as a yes and continued to dance and fuck. He felt like he was making love to everyone in the room. The audience was spellbound. The air was electric with sexual energy. The climax of the music was building and the two dancers orgasmed simultaneously. Adonis breeding the twink and twink spraying all over his partners chest and face. The stage did not go dark as the audience erupted into a standing ovation. It was in that euphoric moment our campfire host decided he would supplement his career with nude modeling, performing as a bb porn star, erotic dance and stripping ... but he would build his career as a gay bb male escort. He wanted to make his living giving as many men as possible orgasmic pleasure. I was totally honoured that he'd given it to me for free, and I loved the fact his load was marinating in my bowels as he shared this fuckin hot story from his life. ... to be continued.

"Nasty bug chasing pig!" He yelled at me, pulling out and slamming back in. I groaned in pleasure as he did it again and again. It was all I could do to hold my position and not let him push me away. "Thank you, Sir," I moaned back to him as he jack hammered my bloodied cunt. I picked his phone up again to look at the picture he'd took, before turning it around and taking another. This time I took a selfie, lifting it high and getting Sir's torso in the frame. I looked great, washed out and blue from the poppers and smeared with blood over my back. I could see red starting to spread up my cheeks and up Sir's crotch. My dick couldn't get any harder, even if I tried. Deciding to help, I dropped the phone and my face into the bed and reached both my hands back. I grabbed my wet cheeks and pulled them apart, helping Sir open my hole just a little further. "Fuck yeah, boy. Stretch that cunt," was all he said as he continued to fuck me hard. He spat and I heard it land, but I didn't feel it. I lay still for a short while, accepting the fuck he was giving my hole and moaning throughout. I realised I could lie there forever, enjoying his thick dick and knowing he was knocking me up. "Ride me, pig," he ordered and pulled out. He climbed on the bed, arranged pillows for himself and waited for me to get on top of him. His dick was still red and now so were his balls and up to his muscular V. His hard fucking must have spread it out. I wondered how my hole looked. I brought my hands up and saw my fingers covered in my own blood, too. As I moved on my knees to my top, I could help but grab my dick and give it a few pumps. I was so turned on and I was still a little shocked that I was enjoying such a rough fuck and bleeding on a poz cock. I lifted a leg over his waist, used his chest to steady myself and lined his dick up with my hole again. I sank slowly down to his balls, both of us moaning our delight. I shifted my legs up and my feet forward, ready to ride and noticed that I'd left red streaks where my fingers had dragged down his chest. Once again I started pumping my dick as I started riding his. I realised I'd made my own dick bloody and decided to go all in. I moved both my hands to my ass cheeks and purposefully swirled them around, covering them. I moved one back to my dick, painting my member and my balls red, while I used the other to trace his biohazard. Once I was satisfied, I did it again to both our nipples and then I put two handprints on his chest. "You're a nasty pig, boy. I can't believe you're smearing us both with your bloody cunt. Nasty little pig!" He was thrusting up into me, meeting my equally forceful ride. "Don't stop, boy! We look amazing right now!" "You turn me on so much, Sir. Thank you for this. Thank you for everything," I told him. I lavished praise on him, while we fucked. I told him how good his dick made me feel, how his body turned me on, how good looking he was. I met his thrusts with enthusiasm, trying to work him to orgasm. I realised he'd been rubbing his fingers at my hole whilst I'd been talking and then rubbing his hands up and over me. As I looked down at myself, I had red marks all over my chest. "Fuck, Sir. I'm red all over," I panted. "Yeah, boy. You look great," he said with a grin. "Will you cum in me?" I pleaded. "Of course, boy. Do you want my load right now? Wanna get your split hole pozzed?" "Yes, Sir! Please poz me! I'm ready, put your toxic load in me!" I begged. "I hope you are ready, pig. You're bleeding and I'm not on meds. You're sure to get it, boy. Are you sure you want it? Last chance," he said, speeding up his thrusts. Before I could reply to him, he had pulled me down to his chest and flipped me over without letting his dick slip out of me. I yelped a little before grabbing the backs of my knees and relaxing my hole again. From this angle he started hitting my prostate with his deep thrusting and I made a noise each time his dick brushed against it. "Don't stop, Sir. Don't stop," I pleaded. All I could do was watch as he pounded my cunt, making small drops of blood fly up, speckling us both with fresh droplets. "You're gonna get it, boy. You're gonna get pozzed. I'm gonna fucking poz you. I'm cumming," he roared. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming," and he finally stopped his motion, sliding balls deep and lying on top of me. I let go of my legs, clamped them to the sides of his torso and moved my arms to embrace him. I didn't ever want to move.

I totally agree. Think of Italian prime minister for example. She's the first prime minister woman, and her campaign is by screaming "I'm Giorgia, I'm a woman, I'm Italian, I'm Christian" - and against the fake "gender theory", against LGBT community... And her opponent, Italian-swiss woman, screams back "I'm a woman, I'm not a mother, I love another woman"... But WTF! This is NOT politics IMHO. Can I say it though, from all what I hear about US elections, I never saw Biden or Obama or now Harris, scream and claim their private "belongings". The one who screams is Donald.

As usual was cruising online, horny and bored. Like any good bottom I'd recently become obsessed/addicted to bareback play. I had only recently ventured into this space and was woefully unaware of prep or any other preparations I could be taking. I was neg and slowly but surely becoming an absolute mindless cum dump. After an hour of chatting and the usual ghosting, I got an interesting message: "Hey cutie, I think I'd like to impregnate you." Silly boy, you can't get boys pregnant I thought. But he was cute, too cute, and I was horny. So I messaged him back and we got to talking. He was a few years younger (I usually go for older), had a mostly blank profile except for a nice pic of his cock and cute slim belly. His profile simply read "sluts only, I have what you want. I'll wife up the winner." I had no idea what they meant but I was horny and in heat. We shared a lot of kinks in common and he was a dom top. So I agreed we should meet and headed over to his place. Upon arrival he immediately stripped me down to my briefs. "Good boy, are you ready to give yourself up to me?". "yes please" I mumbled, voice shaky. He led me back to his bedroom and pushed me into the bed. "Good, because you can't go back now. I'm going to knock you up. Hope you're ready for multiple rounds because I need to make sure you leave here good and pregnant". I laughed and said "give me as many loads as you want, boy". For the next few hours we fucked like rabbits and ended up getting along quite well. He was funny and kind, but also strong and dominating. He knew what we wanted and was not afraid to take it. He left me dripping, sweaty, and flooded with his cum. A guy had never filled me up like this before. Never fucked me like that either. As I stood up I felt a river of cum running down my legs. He let out a little moan and smirked. "Come back tomorrow. I need to see you looking like this again. My little slut." With that he handed me a towel and showed me the door. I walked home with his cum still running down my legs, not at all hidden by my slutty girl shorts. Now dominated and bred, I was desperate for more. So as instructed I showed up the next day. And the next. By the end of that week he had probably dumped 18 loads in my little neg cunt. I was obsessed. He was about to head out for a work trip so I wouldn't see him for a few weeks. I promised on his return I'd be ready for him. You can imagine my surprise when 3 weeks later I got a call after my regular checkup. I'd been pozzed. My mind was racing. There was only one explanation, and thats when his message and his words started flashing through my head. I frantically grabbed my phone to message him - having no idea what I would say - and opened to a new message from him that simply read "did you get any good news yet? if so, come over here. I am back from my trip. If you have good news, I have a ring and 5 more loads for you." All the fear and panic slipped out of my mind. I went straight over and he did just as he promised. He proposed on one knee and then fucked me over and over and flooded me again. A year later, I am still a poz bottom slut, but I am his. And he is mine. He knocked me up for good and now I can't help but love it. I am claimed.

Met a guy tonight from BBRT. Hadn't realized he was European until he called cause he couldn't find my place and I heard the accent. 5'10"-ish and skinny with a flat ass with hair on it and a very hairy crack that he loved to have eaten 😍. I had a 2-day load in me, and I think he could've made me cum from sucking me (1st unicorn point), but he told me that he doesn't like the taste of cum and preferred that I shoot it in his butt instead. (You don't have to tell me that twice! 😜) Had him ride me, and he really got into it and did this move that sent me over the edge much faster than I wanted. 🤬 I usually have to pee between orgasms, but we were able to contort without disconnecting so that we were spooning. I stayed hard and continued to fuck him in the spoon position (not my favorite) until we contorted again without disconnecting and he was on his back, legs in the air. I didn't think I was going to be able to cum again without peeing first, but after 15-ish minutes, he got his second load from me. (2nd unicorn point) I definitely had to pee at that point. After some more making out, we did variations on doggie and he got his third load. (He had me take pics with his phone of me fucking him...) Three is usually my limit in a session, but there was more making out and I had him ride me again since the first time was rather short in duration. It took another 10-15 minutes (maybe even 20), but he got a fourth load out of me! (3rd unicorn point) Only one other bottom in the last 20 years has been able to make me cum FOUR TIMES in a single session! (A unicorn is any bottom who gets me to accomplish things that I usually don't accomplish. Even if he and I never accomplish any of those things again, he'll still be a unicorn...) We definitely hope to see each other again sooner rather than later!

Part 6 Harry told us that was awesome and told Sean that seeing him cum without touching himself was the hottest thing he ever saw. Harry said he hoped Sean's ass healed soon so he could tear it up. Stan told him he shouldn't wait then pulled his son towards him and shoved his tongue into his mouth. Sean watched his Uncle and cousin make out in front of him and wished he lived here and didn't have to go back home. He quickly became overwhelmed with this sadness and started crying. Harry misunderstood and told Sean he wouldn't really tear up his bottom but that made Sean cry louder. Stan looked at Sean and saw an innocent little boy even after being corrupted he maintained his boyhood. He asked Sean why he was crying and Sean told him he didn't want to leave and he wanted to stay forever. Sean then started crying again as he told them if he could stay Harry could whip him and Stan could do anything you want to him. Stan switched places with Harry and guided his son's cock into the crying boy as he told Sean to tell him what could they do to him. To think about all your dirtiest fantasies and tell us we can do it to you. If we believe you then you can stay. As Harry slowly fucked him and his Uncle held his face the boy told them his fantasies. Listening to the boy describe going on a camping trip and being tied up and raped by a dozen men all weekend got his Uncle's cock to rise again and Harry to start pounding the boy. Stan showed Sean his cock and asked if the men in his fantasy would all have cocks like his covered in cum and butt juice and Sean said they would. Stan asked if he wanted to suck it clean and Sean nodded and opened his mouth. Stan fed him a few inches at a time until the boy shook his head side to side. Stan pulled out and told Sean it was OK if he didn't want to clean his cock. "Daddy, the men I dream about don't care if I like it but instead they force me to do it. I like it a lot but can you pretend to force me?" "Dad this boy is amazing. One minute he's an innocent little boy and the next he is a boyslut begging to be abused." "Harry, step aside". Stan got back between the boy's legs and looked at the puffy cummy boyhole and slammed his cock back into its new home and pumped it a few times then pulled out and Harry quickly got back to fucking the boy. " Look at my cock, bitchboy. Your slutty little boypussy got it dirty and you're going to have to clean it." "No, no. That's nasty. It's covered in bum juice and even some blood.". Sean didn't look or sound like he was playing but instead sounded like a boy who honestly didn't want to do it. Stan brought his cock to the boy's lips and the boy kept them closed. Stan smiled and told him as he squeezed the boy's nose that either he opened up or suffocated and then watched as the boy started whimpering and saying he didn't want to. Harry and Stan were amazed when tears started to run down his face. This boy brought roleplaying to a whole new level. Stan pushed into the boy's mouth and watched as the crying stopped and the boyslut returned and worshipped his Uncle's cock. Stan picked up a bottle of poppers and after huffing it twice he pulled his cock out and held the bottle to his nephew's nose and told him to breathe in. Three times he did it then gave the boy his cock again. This time he held the boy's head and told him to look at him as he pushed further in. With two inches remaining he stopped and told him he was going all the way and then did. Sean was flying from the poppers and wanted it but when his Uncle stopped and told him he had to take it all he didn't know if he could but then relaxed as he remembered he wanted to be used and then felt his throat open and his Uncle's cock slide in. Harry remarked how it took months for him or Teddy to take it all and how Sean was a perfect little baby fuck boy. Stan waited a minute and then slowly withdrew and told Sean he was a perfect little baby fuck boy and then leaned over and spit into his mouth as his cock came out. Stan told the boy to tell them what else he dreamed about and as Sean told them Stan joined Teddy on the bed. Sean was describing a scene were his coach after molesting him for weeks had invited a few other coaches to watch him pop Sean's cherry. Teddy turned and looked at his dad when he felt a soft touch on his sore ass. He told his dad that Harry hurt his bum so much then he cried a little. His dad told him it was over and he didn't need to cry anymore and that now Harry no longer could spank him. Teddy cried a little as he told his dad that he came twice while Harry belted him and it was so good and no matter how much it hurt he wanted it again. His tough youngest son had just realized he was a masochist. Stan asked if he wanted to be spanked by him too, and Teddy told him he wanted it more than anything. Stan asked if he still wanted to top and use little Sean and Teddy said he would always be dominate to his baby cousin. Stan kissed his boy and told him that after his ass healed he would spank him even harder than Harry. Stan told him that when Sean heard him crying it made his boycock rock hard. Teddy said he wanted to be spanked along side Sean so they could watch each other take it. He promised his son that in a few days he wanted to catch Sean blowing him in his room again and then they'd be punished and that Harry would spank Sean just as bad. He then untied his son and they went to watch Harry fuck Sean. Sean was telling Harry he wanted to act out stories he read online and make so many men happy. Teddy got hard again watching his brother long fuck their boy and then walked to Sean's side and pulled his head and pushed his cock into the boy's mouth. "Daddy told me you liked hearing me cry. I bet I'll enjoy hearing you cry too when Harry beats your little ass. I want him to spank you more than he ever spanked anyone. You're going to make both of us so happy listening to you cry like a real baby." Listening to Teddy pushed Harry over the edge and he fucked Sean even harder. Teddy sensing his brother was going to cum told him to breed their little bitch. Harry's cock was sore from the pounding he was giving the boy but as his orgasm arrived it was worth it. He held the boy's hips and went deep and bred his little cousin and told the boy to take it. He felt each pulse shooting his seed into the boy's incredible hot hole. Sean hearing he was about to be filled again with cum made his own cock throb even though it wasn't hard. Stan, Harry and Teddy watched Sean's soft boycock lose its load. It didn't shoot like earlier but instead just poured out of him. As Harry pulled out of the cummy boyhole his father told Teddy to let Harry use Sean's mouth. The brothers switched places and Harry wasted no time getting his softened sticky cock down the boy's throat. Teddy saw the boy's cummy hole and got on his knees and started licking it. Stan watched his sons enjoy their cousin. He always thought both of them would make good tops one day and was sure Harry was already becoming one but now wondered about Teddy. As he saw Harry pull his clean and again hard cock out of the boy's mouth he tapped Teddy and told him to stop. Teddy went to get up but his dad held him down and told him to crawl to the side so that Harry could enter the boy again. Harry looked at his dad puzzled but did as he was told. Once Harry was back in the boy and started to fuck his dad told him to pull out. He turned Harry to the side so that his cummy and ass juicy cock pointed at Teddy. He nodded down and Harry joined his dad in watching Teddy stare at the messy cock. "Boys I told you that you were my bottom boy until I got a new one. Harry once we broke in Teddy you were free to be a man and tonight I expected to see Teddy take his place with the men but I think Teddy would rather stay on his knees and lick your cock clean than fuck our new bitchboy." Stan looked at Teddy and said, "You wish you were in the sling and you don't want to stop being a boy" Teddy listened and knew his dad was right and started to tear up. "Am I right, boy?" With tears starting to roll down his face but not actually crying he said, "Yes" "Yes, what, boy?" "Yes, Daddy" Stan reached down and pulled Teddy head towards Harry's messy cock. As Teddy opened his mouth he started to cry. Stan thought life was great as he watched his sons as they were meant to be. He also looked at Sean and smiled to him as he pushed a couple of fingers into the cummy hole and watched as the boy's face showed his enjoyment. Harry removed his again clean cock. Stan looked at his youngest son's tear covered face and told him that he shouldn't be crying and should be proud to admit he was a boy and not a man. He told him that he only wanted his boys to be happy. He then helped his son stand and kissed him deeply as he spread his son's ass cheeks and rubbed his hole and felt his son melt and heard him purr. Stan loved how whenever he fucked Teddy, which was almost daily for the last couple of years, he would make a purring sound like a kitten. His cock got harder and he felt it drip as he teased his son's hole. Stan told Teddy to go get a jockstrap but not a real manly one but instead one of the street jocks that were the rage with twink bottom boys. Also he said to get the double headed dildo and Sean's diaper. Stan and Harry got Sean out of the sling. Harry pushed Sean to his knees and made him suck his cock clean again. As Teddy walked back in the room his dad seeing him smile in his cute colorful jock was happy that Teddy admitted he was still a boy. Stan told Teddy to put the diaper on Sean and then he had the two bottoms lie on the bed face down. He got a few nice size shards and handed two to Harry. Then he bumped Teddy as Harry bumped Sean. Stan told the bottom boys to face each other and to hold the other and make out. Stan loved hearing a boy moan through a kiss as the boy was bumped. He tossed a bottle of lube towards them and told them to finger each other's boyhole but to keep kissing. Harry told his dad that it was so hot watching the two bottoms, Stan told him it was soon going to be hotter. The bump was getting to the boys and they were both backing their asses up towards the others fingers. Knowing they were ready he had them get on their hands and knees facing away from each other and then gave them both a bottle of poppers and told them to keep hitting them until he said so. Stan and Harry got the 24 inch double headed dildo pressed against both boyhole and then told them to stop huffing the poppers and to back up. Both boys soon had seven inches of rubber cock in them. Stan and Harry both took a couple of hits of poppers as they watched. Stan told the boys he didn't want to see any of the dildo and to back up until they felt the others ass. End of part 6

Ooooh! Socialism! The scary boogie man! Socialism! Gee! Everybody hates socialism until you’re standing on your rooftop watching the flood waters rise. Or until your house is burning and you’re hoping the fire department will come. Or someone is stealing your car and you need the police. Hell, I’ll bet you bank at an FDIC facility. I’ll bet you walk on public sidewalks and drive on public roads, and if you like to cruise for your thrills I’ll even bet you use a public park. But wow! Socialism sure is scary!

Before, with the exception of a broken condom. I would always fuck safe especially in bathhouses but even when a guy let me in raw I felt this primal need to breed but usually they would not let me finish. but I did fuck this one Asian guy’s brains out and he begged me to cum inside him. now, when a top ‘s hard I still offer the condom and many decline. But when they put on the condom. I very quickly tell them it really hurts me. And just try without. Needless to say they never end up pulling out and get my guts filled with their DNA. This one college dude literally showed up with a boner and stuck it in and came instantly, luckily he just needed 5 mins and he would be ready to cum again, that’s when I realized that when a guy plants his seed inside you, it makes you feel all warm inside and very submissive really left the feeling of jizz joy, inexplicable euphoria. You bet we quickly became friends and he breed me 3-4 time a month for three years. That’s at most 228 loads he left inside me usually craving more Rare occasions a top tries to trick me and ends up stealthing. I think it turns them on even more, but I just play dumb.

It's interesting she has not mentioned any religious affiliation, beliefs, etc, (that I know of, anyway) nor should she. Religious beliefs are a private thing, and should only be evident via that person's behavior, if evident at all. No one automatically has "quality", "value" via mere religious beliefs (or lack of them). What counts is what they do. Harris has a long history of bringing the unjust to justice, activity in progressive causes, and if that's a result of some religious beliefs, fine. She doesn't need to broadcast her religious beliefs (if any); it's what she's already done and can therefore be expected to do in the future that counts. To my mind, Kamela Harris exponentially outclasses the other side (which, admittedly, is not a tough task).

Fist train, sounds hot! Nice tease! Time to cleanup the cum is running down my chest!

A btm who doesnt complain about being fucked and bred by a hard fuckin top

Part 5 Stan had set up the sling in his bedroom earlier while Teddy was babying Sean so it was ready when they all got there. He placed the boy in it and told him to ask his cousins to restrain him. "Teddy and Harry please restrain me." "Why do you want to be restrained?" Harry asked "Uncle said I should be and also so you can do anything you want and I can't try to stop you." After securing him Teddy told him that he too liked being restrained in the sling. It makes you feel so helpless and he always imaged he was a virgin being raped. "That's what I want, please really rape me" "You need to pretend you don't want it, here let me gag you so you can try to scream". Teddy told him and then gagged him. Stan told them that the fantasy was beginning. "Teddy good job getting your cousin in our trap. Harry why don't you warm up his ass while I get the rigs ready." Harry picked up his father's belt and using medium strength swung it against the boy's ass. The look on Sean's face was shock and after only six strikes he started to cry. Harry wished he wasn't gagged and could really cry but he knew that was for another day. Teddy stroked Sean's face and told him that soon his dad would take away the pain as well as his innocence. When Stan returned he saw the boy's ass was beat good and told Harry to use the belt on Teddy for awhile. Teddy didn't look happy about it but he laid on the bed on his belly offering up his ass to be belted. Harry swung even harder as he belted his brother. Stan told Sean that soon he too would lay willingly to be abused. He strapped the boy's left arm and then wiped it and picked up the rig he prepared and showed it to Sean. He told him that it was going to be injected into his arm and would make him want to be ruined. Sean was still sobbing and was now very scared that they were going to inject him with drugs. Stan removed the boy's gag. Stan told him what to expect and started to slam the boy. Just before slamming him he told him that he and both of his sons were HIV positive and would fuck him full of their toxic seed and make him positive too, but they wanted him to beg for it. Sean said he wanted to stop and go home. His uncle told him to wait two minutes and then he could leave if he wanted to. Stan slammed Sean and Sean was quiet as the slam hit him. The brothers stopped playing and watched as Sean coughed and looked freaked out for about 30 seconds then he relaxed into the sling. Stan traced the boy's lips with a finger and then pushed it in his mouth. "I think you like sucking. But do you like this?" And he then squeezed the small nipples and the boy moaned. "How about if I squeeze them really hard?" The sensation was blowing Sean's mind and he knew it should have hurt really bad but all he felt was intense pleasure. "I bet you'll like this even more." Stan brought his right hand down between the boy's legs and rubbed his boyhole with a finger then with his left hand he squeezed a nipple as hard as he could and shoved a finger up the boy's ass. Sean's head felt like it was going to explode and his eyes rolled back and he didn't believe he could ever feel this good. Suddenly he had a thought that if this felt this great that getting fucked must be even better. Stan asked his nephew if he wanted to go home as he pushed a second finger into the new party hole. Sean opened his mouth to speak but couldn't get the words out as the feeling of his Uncle squeezing his nipple and finger fucking his ass was overpowering. Stan knew what was happening and stopped finger fucking and lessened his nipple squeeze. "Do you have something to say, Sean?" "Unc....Unc....Uncle Stan, please fu....fu....fuck me!" "Do you want me to fuck your virgin ass and breed it full of my toxic cum?" "Uncle, please yes do me!" "Call me Daddy and tell me you're my boy and that I own you." Stan then pulled his fingers out and let the nipple go. He lined up his dripping cock to the tight little hole. "Daddy, I'm your boy and you own me, and please fu..". The boy never got to finish as Stan drove his entire cock into him. The feeling of being impaled by his stud Uncle was more than Sean could process but he knew it was what he wanted. He tried speaking and again couldn't form words and it made him sound like a baby. Stan told him that he shouldn't try to talk but that he should just lay there and be a good little slut and enjoy knowing that from this moment forward he was now a fuck toy. Harry and Teddy got up and watched as their young cousin took their dad's cock and lost his cherry just as they did years earlier. Harry hearing the boy babel and drool told Teddy that Sean looked like a real baby. Teddy told Sean to suck his thumb and Sean looked at him and did so. Seeing that they had his attention Harry asked Sean if he wanted to see see Teddy get spanked and hear Teddy cry like a baby, Sean nodded and Harry told his brother that after tonight he didn't need to be his spankee as Sean would be getting it so tonight he was going to tear up his ass worse than ever. Teddy knew his brother loved hurting a boy's ass and also that he wouldn't be able to sit for days. Stan continued to pound Sean's boypussy and told him to watch how Teddy let his brother tie him down and then slam him into the same chemmed up slut space in his mind that Sean was enjoying. Sean sucked his thumb as he watched and saw his hot cousin who not long ago dominated him became a subby boy once he was slammed. Stan told Sean that since this was last time Harry could spank Teddy, unless Teddy asked for it, should Harry make Teddy just cry or should he beat Teddy's ass until he cant take it anymore. He told him to think about it as they continued to fuck. Teddy coughed and then raised his ass signalling Harry to begin. In no time Harry was swinging the paddle. Stan never let Harry go to far with his brother but had seen him get real sadistic with other boys. Sean felt so good being fucked and watching Teddy's ass get red and hear him cry that he even chemmed up started to get hard. Stan grabbed the boy's erect cock and asked him how bad teddy should be spanked and Sean told him that Harry should spank Teddy as hard as possible. Harry looked to his dad and seeing his dad nod knew he had permission to hurt his brother's ass like he wanted to. Stan tossed Harry the gag and the last thing Teddy said was "no" as he was gagged. Harry picked up his dad's belt and swung it as hard as he could. Stan felt Sean's cock throb as they watched Teddy get beaten. He told Sean he was happy to see that he liked to see someone hurt then Stan grabbed Sean's balls and squeezed them hard and told Sean that tonight was the only time Harry could hurt his brother but that Harry could do it to him everyday. And that Teddy will likely get even with him by joining his brother in spanking Sean. About a half hour later Harry was exhausted hitting his little brother and Teddy passed out as soon as it was over. Harry was smiling as he approached his dad and thanked him. Harry looked down and saw Sean's boyhole looked like his dad had beat it too. Stan reminded him that Sean was now a boyslut and he should be used hard. Stan said that seeing how torn up it was that it was time to load it up and he started pounding the boy harder. He told Sean he was about to get knocked up and asked if he was ready. "Oh, Daddy please make me yours. Please cum in me." Stan held Sean's hips and lunged as deep into him as possible then held him tight as he shot his load into his nephew's neg hole. Sean had stayed hard listening to his cousins and when his Uncle filled him with cum he too shot off. Both Stan and Harry watched in amazement as Sean's cock blew the biggest load they are saw. The entire time the boy came he repeated "please cum in me" over and over.

I was at a house party and went to use the Up! Stairs bathroom locked I waited. Two people walk out. This tall dude and short girl. I think nothing of it it’s a party right, taking a piss I see what looks like a piece of latex. I get on my knees desperately looking for what I hopped was a used condom and then my heart started beeping faster when I saw how huge the load the guy left. So turned on I took a picture. It’s so cool you can tell how long a guys cock is by looking how far down the person rolled the condom onto their cook, this guy about 7inches. Prolly a guy from the baseball team. I’m going to so much fun with this…I couldn’t help but taste fresh cum salty not very sweet., smelt so good. I put it one ice as fast as I could. who else finds filled and used condoms? from roommates, relatives or public places?

[think before following links] https://www.cnn.com/2024/07/25/politics/fact-check-trump-false-claims-kamala-harris/index.html Just today. The man just can't stop himself, can he?

For starters, his claim that Obama was born in Kenya and his birth certificate was faked. Or any one of many thousands of other lies the lying liar from Queens has uttered, when he's not rambling incoherently about jumping from a sinking electric boat into shark infested waters after dinner with Hannibal Lecter.

<sigh> Occasionally, it's just not worth the effort ....

This response assumes a "hook-up", not a free-for-all at the fuckjoints. All I expect is honesty. If the bottom has certain pleasures, certain things to avoid, whatever, I want to know about them in advance, so I can reinforce his pleasure, and avoid his displeasures, or just pass if it seems unworkable. It needs to be a good as it can, and both guys have equal input. Tops can guess at what will please the bottom, and maybe receive a a good fuck. Or, he can ask the bottom pointed questions to receive the answer. Once the scene commences, it's then that the power-structure begins. Prior, it's merely two horny men that need good sex. In the fuckjoints, none of the above is really necessary. Both men can assume the other is a sexual pig, and revel in their lusts. If/when one guy displays displeasure at whatever, it's easy to say "thanks, have a great night", and go on to the next one.

If your bag is flagged just be honest and upfront. TSA agents have seen everything, they don't care.

I’m inferring that by sucking black guys that automatically means they wouldn’t be in your circle of friends? 🧐

Well said. Sometimes a business-owner has to do a bit of legwork to find the "right" person for whatever position he's offering, but if it comes down to two "finalists", two people that can reasonably be expected to perform well, the job should go to an underrepresented/underprivileged person. That was my practice for many years, and I never had so much as one reason to regret it. Talk is cheap; it's what we do that counts. The "problem" employees were always the ones that felt they were "entitled" to more than their work-product allowed.

1. Magaroid enters a bar, plops down on a barstool and orders "a beer" - 2. Bartender asks what kind - 3. Magaroid gets pissed off because the bartender can't remember the M's favorite brand - 4. Magaroid hollers back something like "I left you a quarter for a tip two months ago, and you can't remember that?" - 5. Bartender replies 'yeah, I remember the tip, and I remember you too'. Turns on his heel and walks away. 🤣

My 1.5+ year dry spell on getting bred finally ended with a splash! Visiting family back in the states and found a hosting top nearby. Wife back in Europe so no need for excuse to step out. Dude was sexy beefy bear. Was really into kissing which I enjoy as well. His cock was not thick but was great as a re-starter cock. He pounded me out while saying he knows what I really am - a cumslut and that he was going to breed me deep. He finally shot his load then laid next to me. He kept nuzzling me and saying he wanted to see me blast my own load. So I jerked off all the while he kept talking about how much of a cheating whore I am and how he knows the real me unlike my wife. I blasted a fountain of cum all over myself and his bed. Now to see if I can get more while free to be the real me.

Sometime in my late 20's I stopped giving a shit and just started asking every hot not-decrepit straight guy I found myself meeting, from whichever source, if they'd let me give them a casual blowjob sometime on the dl just because I thought he was hot. Prereq criteria basically only included just a good first chat with (mutual jokes, compliments, light small talk etc) and whom I was able to somehow stalk out his contact info subsequently. Range included: female friends' boyfriends (yes) to family friends (fail) to dad's coworkers (yes) to sisters' exboyfriends (fail..so far) to Let's talk science volunteer work (yes 😈) to altar servers from church (yes) to hitchhikers (yes) to rideshares (yes) to people off kijiji I got/sold stuff to (yes) to ex-classmates (fail) to ex-profs (yes) to rando guy that mowed the lawn once (yes) to pizza delivery guys (yes) to uber drivers (yes) to hotel front desk clerks (fail) to shaw internet guy (fail) to guy that crashed into my car (fail) to guy from board game group (fail) to some suburban dads I'd met via my nephew's play dates (fail) to guys from canadian version burning man (yes) to my roommates' brothers (fail) to gym trainer (fail) to guys I'd met at my dealer's place (yes) to guys from the golf-club whom I'd caddied for (yes) to baristas at the starbucks i go to regularly (fail) to almost every other male decent looking grad student in my department (yes) to students I'd TA'd (yes)...that's all i can think of so far. But yah, here in Canada I'm not afraid of someone punching me or whatever so for the most part, i just go for it and leave it up to chance. Honestly been pleasantly surprised more often than you'd expect considering the circumstances. But all of this just makes it so much more enjoyable when you get to taste his cum 😈 When I was 14, I used to jerk off to the fantasy of getting railed by every single guy I encountered in my day to day life. I remember trying to picture what each of their cocks looked like in excruciating detail while i was jerking off and sometimes intentionally recalled and focused on the image when next i met the guy . *sigh* if only right? Unfortunately cant get every cock but nothing wrong with trying for as many as possible in exchange for maybe a bit of embarrassment and rejection. u gotta follow your (wet) dreams bro

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

Dave grabbed the bottle of lube from the bed. Squirted some on his hand and started stroking his cock, then started rubbing my hole with his finger. Looking me In the eyes. “You ready?” ”Yes I am” I replied “Just relax Mike, we will take it nice and easy. I want this to happen as naturally as possible. I don’t like trying to tear up a hole with brushes or my nails. Here we go!” Dave stepped forward, “Grab your legs and show me that hole!” I grabbed my legs behind the knees and pulled them back. Grabbing his cock, I felt the head nudge up against my hole. Dave looked me in the eyes and started to push into me ”That’s it Mike! Open your pussy for me. I could feel his cock stretching me open as he entered me. Slowly going in the whole time he was staring into my eyes. “Keep breathing Mike. Almost all the way in. Ughhhh there we go! Damn your hole feels amazing like I knew it would. You truly were built to take cock.” Still looking me in the eye. “This is the point of no return. I’m inside of you now, no pulling out!” staring back at Dave. “Damn your cock feels amazing! I’ve wanted this for so long, and I’m so glad you’re sharing it with me.” With that Dave started to move in and out of me. My head rolled back with the sensation of him fucking me. I was In heaven. Feeling him pull almost all the way out and then his balls on my ass as he bottomed out in me. A nice and slow rhythm. “God this feels so amazing Mike! I’m not sure how long I’ll last this time!” I could feel his pace picking up. My hard cock jumping every time he bottomed out in me. Dave started to really move in me now, his pace and breathing quickening. His eyes were becoming unfocused. He shook his head and looked me in the eyes. “I’m getting close Mike. Are you ready for my gift? Are you ready to take my poz cum deep in you? ” ”Yes Dave, please cum in me. I want your gift! Don’t stop please!” “Oh god! I’m gonna cum baby!” I felt Dave bury himself in me, I could feel right where the head of his cock was inside of me. “UGHHHHH!!” I felt the wetness of his cum as he let go. Right in front of the head of his cock ”UGHHHH!! UGHHHH!!” Dave’s whole body was shaking with his orgasm as he filled me with his poz seed. I grabbed my own cock and gave it one stroke and I started shooting all over my chest and stomach. “UGHHHH! SHIT!” I yelled as squirt after squirt shot from my cock. Dave fell on top of me still shaking from his orgasm my cock still spasming between us. I wrapped my legs around him and started to milk his cock with my hole. His breathing was starting to slow down and his shaking eased up. I started to rub his back still milking him as much as I could. Dave picked himself up and leaned on his elbows. Looking me in the eyes, he smiled and said. “You’re mine now. Your pussy belongs to me.”

We both grabbed towels and dried off, heading back into the room. I noticed Dave had grabbed an extra one. He spread it on the end of the bed then told me to sit on it with my legs hanging off. He stepped around the bed and grabbed a pillow, telling me to lie back and lift my butt up. He stuffed the pillow under me pushing my legs up as he knelt. He immediately dove back in and started to eat my hole. Reaching down I grabbed my legs behind the knees to give him better access. My head rolling back as a deep moan of pleasure escaped me. I could feel his tongue inside of me opening me up and I could feel my whole body relaxing as he pleasured my hole. This continued for about 5 minutes and suddenly he pulled away, I gave a little whimper as I felt the air hit my open hole. Dave stood up and opened his bag. He pulled a couple of things out and set one of them on the desk. As he turned around I could see he had a bottle of lube. He popped the top and squirted some on his fingers. Looking at me he said “I’m going to open this pussy up a little more”. With that, he moved his hand towards my hole. I jumped a little at the coldness of the lube. Then immediately let out a moan as he inserted two fingers inside of me. “Your hole feels really good Mike! I can’t wait to feel it surrounding my cock. Mmmmm you were built for fucking, I can tell”. “God that feels so good!” I replied. Looking down I could see my hard cock leaking pre cum all over my stomach. Dave added a third finger to my hole and started working me over with them. Stretching me out. “I think we’re about ready Mike”. “Okay I said” suddenly nervous again, realizing what was about to happen. Dave looked me in the eyes. “I want to fuck you on your back so I can see your face. I want to see the emotions you have while you realize what’s happening. The fear, the excitement, the acceptance. I also want you to see me. We are sharing a bond together. We will be joined together Mike. Now you have two choices. We can stop right here and everything will be cool! No hurt feelings, we’ve had some fun. Or we can continue, but I will tell you. Once I mount this pussy and I’m in you. I will not pull out until I cum in you. So I need you to tell me what you want. Honestly tell me Mike.” As he was talking to me, he was rubbing my chest and stomach. Just his touch made me feel so close to him. I knew in that moment what I wanted. I was scared, but I knew I wanted him and I wanted his poz cum in me. Looking Dave in the eyes. ”I want you to fuck me Dave, I want you to cum inside me and share your gift with me. Please fuck me and give me your poz seed” ”I was really hoping you would say that Mike. It would be my pleasure to give you my gift.”

For the next hour Dave and I laid in bed watching a little TV and eating a snack from room service. All the while touching and fondling each other. I had yet to touch his cock, I was waiting to give him the same pleasure he gave me. I looked down at his hard cock and could see the pre cum on the sheets. Dave must have read my mind. “Are you ready to taste your first poz pre cum?” He rolled onto his back “Time to get to know me” he said winking at me. Taking his cock in my hand, I pulled his foreskin back and looked at all the pre cum on his head. I opened my lips and took him in my mouth tasting that delicious pre cum. I could hear Dave suck in a breath as I took his cock into my mouth. Swallowing as much of it as I could. I started to fondle his balls as my mouth moved up and down his shaft. Dave was moaning like crazy as I worked his cock over. “God Mike! That’s feels so damn good, I’m not going to lie, it’s been a while since someone sucked my cock. Oh god! You’re gonna make me cum! Do you want to swallow your first load of poz cum?” “Mmmhmmm” was all I managed as I doubled my efforts to taste his seed. I was intoxicated by words he had said. My first poz load! I didn’t care that I was swallowing the first one. Dave was sharing his gift with me. “OH FUCK!” Dave yelled. “HERE IT COMES! SWALLOW THAT POZ LOAD!” I felt his cock swell in my mouth and his balls shrink in my hand. And then it happened, I felt his cum shoot into my mouth, spurt after spurt I swallowed trying to keep up, Daves hands were on the back of my head as he buried his cock in my throat. “Fuck yeah! Swallow my seed man! Ughhhhhhhh!!!” I almost started gagging as he pushed further into my throat. I felt his hands start to relax and I pulled my head back to try and taste more of his seed. Dave’s breathing started to slow down, and I kept slowly sucking his cock milking every last drop of his sweet cum. I could feel him starting to soften as I pulled him out of my mouth. Laying next to him again, it was my turn to give the devilish grin. Dave started laughing. “I wasn’t expecting that, honestly. I thought you would want my first load inside you. “It is inside me” I laughed back. “I have been mesmerized by your cock since I first saw it. I knew I had to taste your cum. You mentioned that it had been a while since someone sucked you? Why is that?” ”Well to be honest, most guys just want me to fuck them. I get a lot of chasers asking for my load. Over the last 6 months I’ve kinda changed. I don’t want to just drop my load in any hole, I want that connection too. To know that the guy I’m with wants to share my DNA. Not just get knocked up. You’re the first guy I’ve been with since that decision. Honestly, if you had told me you were just chasing, I would have stopped talking with you. But when you said you wanted to know who gifted you and when it happened. It made me want to be the one to share my gift with.” ”I’m so happy that you said yes! And I’m honestly even happier that you want to share your gift with me. It will definitely be a bond that ties us together forever. Thank you Dave. Honestly” ”It’s my pleasure Mike. Let’s relax some more, then you want to shower and see where it goes from there?” ”Absolutely!”

“Yes I’m Dave” He stood up from the bar stool to shake my hand. “it’s an absolute pleasure to meet you Mike. Do you want to grab a seat and chat for a few?” “Sure” I replied. We decided to grab a booth so we could talk more privately. The waiter came over and we ordered our drinks. The whole time Dave and I just stared at each other. In my mind I was thinking how handsome he was. With his graying hair, deep blue eyes and masculine jaw line. My guess was that he was doing the same with me. Myself I have blonde brown hair with blue eyes also and keep a trimmed goatee. The waiter returned with our drinks and left us alone again. “Now” Dave said smiling “We should be able to talk privately and see how we get along” ”Yes, definitely” I replied. “So tell me” Dave asked “Why do you want to become poz?” “Well like I said in our messaging. I know it will happen eventually, I really like doing anon hookups when I’m traveling, I always ask their status, but I know they can lie and say they are neg. I honestly want to know who knocks me up. To me I think it should be a special bond between two guys and not some random guy that you never even saw. Does that make sense?” ”Yeah I definitely get that Mike! My ex is the one who knocked me up so I appreciated that. But at the time he didn’t tell me he was poz, so it was a shock when I found out. I’m glad I knew my gifter, I just wish he had been honest with me about it. I think it would have been even more special. This is what really intrigues me about you Mike. So what do you think?” “I think we both feel the same way which is cool! How long have you been off meds if you don’t mind me asking?” ”I’ve been off for almost a year now, my Dr is really on me about getting back on them. My numbers are way off so she’s pretty worried. I’ll get back on them, but I like sharing my gift. I don’t get to do it very often, but I do whenever I can. So Mike, do you want to take this upstairs to your room and see where it goes?” ”Yeah I would like that. I’ll be honest, I am really nervous” ”I understand, don’t worry, I don’t plan to just slam it in and just leave when I’m done. We will take our time and make sure we’re both comfortable. I’ll be honest, I’m nervous too” ”Okay, that sounds good. Let’s head up to my room.”

Stan had met many boys through the fantasy club and the ones he took home he often shared with his sons but tonight wasn't going to be the typical night. Stan told Sean to come with him and told Harry to stay with his brother. Stan and Sean went to the family room and Stan sat down and had Sean sit on his lap. The boy looked cute wearing just his pampers but Stan knew they weren't staying on him long. Teddy told Harry what happened so far and Harry stripped down to his jockstrap and picked up the pipe and lighter. As Harry smoked it he had Teddy get between his legs and blow him. Both brothers and their dad were tops but they both bottommed for their dad and Teddy also had to serve his older brother. Harry told him to just suck and lick it until dad's ready with Sean. Stan asked Sean if Teddy had forced him to suck him and Sean said no he didn't. He asked him if he liked sucking him and Sean nodded that he did then whispered that he really liked when Teddy came. Stan wiped some of Teddy's cum that was on the boy's face with his finger and then pushed it into the boy's mouth and watched the hunger in his eyes as he sucked it. Stan said he saw the pipe and asked if Sean liked smoking that with Teddy. Sean said it felt really good and he liked it. Stan opened a box on the table and took out another pipe that he already loaded and told Sean to show him how much he liked it. After the boy blew out a decent cloud he told him to do it again. Once Sean finished inhaling Stan told him to blow it into his mouth and once the boy exhaled and then felt his uncle's lips touch his he melted into his arms. Stan and Sean shotgunned a couple more times making out each time too. Sean felt so good being nearly naked in his hunky uncle's lap. His uncle held his head and used his tongue to conquer the boy's mouth which felt so right to Sean. When Sean felt his uncle's hand squeeze his pamper covered bum he moaned into his uncle's mouth but he nearly passed out when his uncle's finger found the slit that Teddy cut into the diaper and started to rub his hole. Stan stopped kissing and watched the boy's expressions as he rubbed his hole. "Now that Teddy got to turn you into his baby he's gonna want to do it again and probably often, do you want that?" "Yes. I know he loves me and if he wants me to be his baby then I want to do it too. I didn't want him to diaper me before but know I want him to every time I'm here." "Did Teddy make you cum?" "No, but I made him cum." "Harry's gonna be jealous. Or do you want to play with him too?" "Will he want me to be his baby?" "No, Harry isn't into that but I'm sure he is going to want to tie you up, Harry is into dominating guys. And I'm sure you won't be cumming with him either." "Oh, wow, he is so big and strong, if it would make him happy then I'd do it" "You're going to make your cousin very happy. Do you want to make your uncle happy too?" "I'll do anything to make you happy, I love you Uncle Stan!". Stan called out and told his boys to join them. Teddy came out naked and Harry was in just a jockstrap and it barely contained his hard thick cock. Stan whispered into Sean's ear once the boy's sat down and told Sean that he wanted to watch him get on his knees and give his cousin Harry a blow job. As Stan watched his young nephew get on his knees wearing just a diaper he knew that even after he corrupted the boy he'd still look so innocent. At first Sean was awkward and a little nervous but then Teddy got on his knees next to Sean and told him that whenever Harry was home that Harry loved having his younger brother between his knees and sometimes for hours. Teddy told him it was best when Harry held his head and he stepped back as Harry grabbed the boy's head. Stan turned on the TV and a video he wanted Sean to see. He took all his clothes off and sat back down. Earlier in the bedroom when Teddy was sucking Harry they only played a little but now Harry knew he was going to cum fast and seeing little Sean on his knees got Harry moaning. He started to facefuck the boy and loved how his little submissive cousin just accepted it. As he felt he was about to cum he forced Sean's head to swallow his cock and blew his load into the boy's belly. Stan had the boy sit on his lap and lean back onto his chest. He rubbed the boy's nipples and belly and by the time he reached his cock it was rock hard. He stroked it a few times but stopped and told the boy it wasn't yet his turn to cum. He continued to molest him as they watched the video. The older man has just rolled the twink on to his belly and was rimming his ass. As the man licked the twinks boyhole I asked Sean if he ever touched his boyhole and he told us he sometimes would put a finger in when jerking off. Teddy asked Sean if he wanted him to finger him and we all nearly cracked up laughing when Sean said his ass has been begging for it all night. I told Teddy he should show his baby what having his boyhole licked feels like first. We put Sean on all four facing me and I held his face and watched as he felt Teddy's tongue touch his hole. He gasped in pleasure as we looked into each other's eyes. I told him that he was made for this and his boyhole would give him even more pleasure than his cock ever could. He continued to alternate between gasping, moaning and whimpering. On the TV the man had mounted the boy and the boy was begging to be fucked harder and faster. I told Harry to get the bump I had prepared which was much larger and should quickly have the boy begging to be fucked. Harry gave it to Teddy and I nodded to him letting him know to give it to the boy. Sean feeling something enter him and instinctually backed up like a good boy. Teddy went back to licking the boyhole for a minute until I had Sean get back on my lap. "Sean, did you like Teddy licking your boyhole?" "Wow that was the best feeling ever!" Teddy told us that it was the best boyhole he ever licked "Your boyhole and your boypussy will soon be all you can think about. You'll do anything a man wants if he'll lick it or fuck it" "Oh, Uncle I want to be fucked!" And he wiggled his bottom on my cock. "And do you want to be loved or fucked hard and fast even if it hurts you?" "I don't care if it hurts I just need to be fucked." He pushed down harder to feel my cock in his crack. Sean reached his hand down towards his hole but I told him that when he is with a man he needs to wait. I then touched his quivering hole and he begged me to put me finger in but I didn't. "Will you let your Uncle fuck you without a condom and breed you like a little bitchboy?" "Yes!" "And your cousins too?" "Yes!" "And would you let all my friends fuck you and would you be a cumdump for them?" "I want to be your cumdump and Teddy and Harry and anyone you want. Please do me." "Open your mouth". I spit in his mouth and his face turned to shock but he swallowed it when I told him to. I told him he was a good boy and let one finger slip into his burning hot boypussy. He immediately tried to fuck himself on my finger but I pulled it out and brought it up to his mouth and he opened it and once it was in his mouth he started to suck it. I asked if he liked the taste of his boypussy and he rapidly nodded but kept sucking on my finger. I pulled my finger out and told him I'd get more and I fingered him and again let him suck it. I asked if he wanted to suck a cock that had just fucked and bred him and he said he dreamed about doing that. "Tell me that you want to be a slammed up boy slut and you want us to wreck and ruin you." Sean wasn't even sure what that meant but all he cared about was finally being fucked so he repeated what his Uncle told him. Stan then picked Sean up and carried him to his room as it was now time to fulfill a few fantasies.

bless your heart

My buddy wanted my ass. So I had him come over let him fuck me deep. He went another round to feed my mouth.

There's no profit to Grindr in doing that for homophobic reasons. They're not banning the app, just turning off geolocation. Yes, "for safety", but from a business point of view it's very likely they're doing it for reasons of potential liability.

Yes, it's the same way of thinking I have; choosing the "underrepresented" must consider their performance as well. But in politics, like in this specific case, their background is very, very important - and for "background" I mean culture, family, way of think and reason... Harris is in politics for years, she has many religious points of view in her family, so this SHOULD indicate or at least hope, that her politic agenda respects everyone without looking at just one idea (christian rather than other). On the other side, I find Donald Trump a dangerous fanatic.

As a cum dump, it's my job to take a Top's cock and his load however he want to deliver. I love taking it from behind, but I also LOVE watching a Top's face as he has a massive orgasm deep in my guts.

Trans stories are not my favorite, but the incest angle sounds hot and I love your writing. So if you write it I’ll read it.

I tell the bottom I'm about to cum. If he asks me to pull out I usually will, but not always. Sometimes his ass is just so good that I've got to breed it. Announcing I'm about to nut does two things. It gives the fuck boy an opportunity to back out. Or it enhances the breeding for him, but it's usually pretty obvious that he is about to get bred anyway.

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

Caleb kept pounding Samantha’s pussy. Like it was a one night stand. The moaning from both of them was so loud that neither of them heard a car pull up. Jordan had come home early. It was the rattling of the keys. That got their attention. Quickly both of them getting dressed. Caleb snuck out the back door. Before Jordan got in. Samantha sat on the couch. Realized her panties were in the floor. Quickly hiding them under the couch. And her pussy was wet with Caleb’s precum. “you’re home early.” “How did the meeting go?” Samantha asked. “We may some progress.” Jordan replied. “But there’s more work to be done.” “I’m flying out to Los Angeles to meet with some investors.” “I’m tired.” “I want to get some sleep.” “It was a long flight.” Jordan goes up stairs. Caleb comes back in and starts kissing Samantha. “Stop.” “He’ll hear us.” “That was a close call.” Samantha said. Caleb didn’t care. He slid his hand underneath her dress and started fingering her pussy.

Gotta love hotels off a highway in a country town. Last week I was attending to a family emergency in another state, I had a bit of downtime in the hotel after family issues were resolved during the afternoon. So naturally I hit up grindr, I proceeded to send messages to all the profiles with no info other than maybe an age. Not many profiles in a 30 mile range but the ones that did hit back were gold. First guy, married welder late 40's hairy chubby belly and salt and pepper gotee with a thick six incher. About 5'9 and 250lbs. Was a kisser after a nice long make out session I started sucking his cock before he turned me onto my back and started to pound my hole. He got close quick and decided to lay on the bed where we kissed a little more before I sat on his cock. After about 2 or 3 mins of jumping up and down on his cock he explodes and loads my hole. We kiss a little more then he is on his way. Second bear, not even 10 mins after first guy. Got hit up from a daddy I played with the last time I was in town. Hot construction daddy bear full beard mid 50's 6ft 260lbs married with rough hands big hairy belly with short hair and a 7 inch average cut cock. Came in and immediately was on my knees before he was undressed. Something hot about a guy with steel toe boots and jeans that is just fun to suck. He was rock hard in an instant, when he undressed he bent me over the bed and pounded the first bears load further up my hole. I remember from the last time we fucked he is a tough Nutt to Crack. After a thorough rough pounding he was getting short of breath. He laid on the bed and I laid between his legs and gave him a great sucking. After a couple minutes he remarked he wanted to bust in my ass. I got on my back with my legs up so I could grab his nipples and he plowed my hole. After another rough and long pounding he let out a growl and unloaded his seed into me, and kissed me as he worked the last of the load out into my ass. 3rd load was a married cowboy daddy, he hit me up before the 2nd bear got there but was an hour away. I gave him the info and he showed up not even 5 mins after the previous bear left, gotta love when a plan comes together lol. He was late 40s beefy solid cowboy daddy wearing jeans and cowboy boots with gotee and a nice average cut 7 inch cock. About 6'1 and like 235lbs. After an intense Makeout session he proceeded to suck me for a few minutes, not wanting to cum we went back to making out before I got on my knees and sucked him. After a couple minutes he pulled me up before he bent me over and stuck his cock in slow at first but then really went to town. After a few minutes he moved onto the bed with me. He proceeded to push me down and really pound his cock into my ass while lying on top of me. I love getting pounded this way feeling his weight on top of me. Doesn't take long before he ends the pounding with his lips sucking on my neck and breeding my hole with the third load of the day. After he left I check my phone to see, another daddy hit me up. 5 mins later in comes Coach Daddy. He was married early 50's bald daddy with a white gotee with a build that looks like a slightly beefy dadbod with muscular frame underneath the beef, looking like football coach wearing athletic shorts and white shirt. He was 5'10 and 235lbs. I immediately got on my knees and got his 6 in cut cock hard as a rock. I wanted to watch this hot stud fuck me, so I laid on my back with my legs in the air. He proceeded to pound my ass hard and with a little verbal encouragement, that daddy breed my hole giving me my 4th load in a two hour span. After that last load I was mad horny, I was able to find a married chubby daddy bottom earlier that i put off his arrival until i got some loads in my hole. He was late 50s bald with clean shaven round face and was completely hairless and had a big ass. About 6ft 270lbs in a great round shape. When he got there I buried my face in his ass and get it nice and wet. When I was ready to mount him I used some of the cum from my hole as lube for my cock. He was tight and took me a bit before he opened up. After I was able to get him opened up and moaning I went to town and his hole. I then flipped him onto his back so I could see him moan and grab his belly as I plowed into him. After a few minutes he was begging to get bred. It felt great to give him my three day load. 4 loads taken and one given with 5 married guys in the middle of nowhere why can't I be this lucky in my town lol.

I've been good and havent hooked up since getting the news that I have syphillis....I am due to get my next test the end of June and will see where its at.

Part 23 Colt layed on top of me for a minute as his cock leaked the last of his big load into my wet guts. The rank smell of the dirty carpet filled my nostrils which in turn fucked with my head. The smell was sending little jolts to my dick. Colt finally stood up, and using his foot to push my head further into the nasty carpet said, "Don't move faggot!" I didn't move a muscle as I heard him rummage around for a moment before sitting on the bed next to me. I heard the unmistakable sound of a baggie being opened. Colt leaned down next to me and showed me what he had in his hand. It was a shard. And not just a shard, a huge fucking one! It had to be an inch long and fat too. "Ready to get fucked up, bitch?" He taunted me, as he looked into my eyes. Eyes that were pleading for the drug. "You want this piggy? Does daddy's nasty little meth whore want this? Tell me slut. Tell your Master what you want!" "I want it Sir! Please!" I begged him. "Give it to me Sir! I'm your dirty faggot meth whore, Sir! Please fuck me up!" Colt just smiled as he spread my ass cheeks apart and fingered my already sloppy hole a bit. I involuntarily moaned and arched my back, sticking my ass up a bit. "Oh yea whore. Daddy likes that." He purred. "Daddy likes seeing his bitch hungry for things in its pussy. Get on your knees. Keep your head down. And spread your ass open and really beg me, you stupid faggot!" I assumed the position and began pleading. "Please Sir." I whined like a bitch. "Please put it in me. I'm such a worthless faggot. Please get me fucked up. I'm your whore. I'm your property. I'll do anything you want me to Sir. Use me, degrade me, humiliate me. Just please give me that shard!" Colt just laughed his little evil laugh. "Oh don't worry faggot. I'll do anything I want to you regardless. Cause your just my personal fuck toy. You have no say in the matter. But I still love to hear you beg for it." I could feel something placed against my sphincter, and I knew it was the shard. I shivered a bit in anticipation. Then, I could feel Colt pushing it into me. "Hoo boy. That's one hungry pussy! It sucked that shard up like it was starving!" He laughed." I just let out a groan as I started feeling that burning inside my bowels. "Let's find out just how hungry it is!" Colt held down a plug by my face. It took a moment to focus on it as the burning in my guts made my eyes water. But when I did, I saw a toy I hadn't seen before. I whimpered slightly. Colt just laughed. "You like it whore? I bought it special for you." The reason I whimpered was because this was no ordinary butt plug. This one was shaped like a dog's cock. A big one. Almost as long as Colt's cock, but even thicker. And the scariest part was the huge balls that sat at the base. They had to be at least as big around as a fist. I whimpered again. "Don't worry slut. As soon as that meth kicks in your pussy will gobble this right down." He said as he slapped it against my face a few times. "Plus, this will help." He continued as he put a gas mask over my head. In a minute I heard the familiar sound of the torch being lit, followed a few seconds later by my mask filling up with a thick, white cloud. This was soon followed by more clouds, and between them and the booty bump kicking in, I didn't even notice when Colt started pushing the plug up against my hole. But I sure noticed when the flared head was forced past my anal ring and popped into me. I screamed into the mask and Colt laughed. "Oh yea bitch. I bet that hurts. I bet you feel like you're being ripped open. And I bet my whore wants more. Don't you whore?" "Oh yes Sir!" I moaned into the mask. "Give it to me Sir!" Colt began to fuck my ass with the big dog cock plug and I continued to moan like the slut I was. Then he paused for a moment. I felt the tube to the mask moving, then a moment later I was hit with poppers. Strong poppers. It must have been a new bottle. Colt must have stuck a soaked rag in the tube, because all I could breath were poppers. In moments I was flying as the assault on my ass continued. I was moaning and drooling as the drugs did their job, and very soon I felt the balls of the plug pushing against my hole. Colt reached down and wrapped a huge bicep around my neck, pulling me back into him. The other hand pushed on the plug. "Tell me you want it bitch. Tell me you want your methed up pussy plugged!" "Fuck yea!" I moaned, totally lost in being high and Colt's power. "Fuckin do it. Plug me up Sir! DO IT!" Colt just growled and pushed as hard as he could and the thing popped into me. I screamed again as jolts of pain and pleasure rocked my body. He just squeezed my neck with his arm and covered my mouth through the mask with his other. "That's it. That's a good boy. Ride the pain faggot. Embrace it. Know that pain is good. Pain makes me happy. Hurting you makes me happy." "Yes Sir." I moaned as I writhed against him, both my body and brain on fire. My ass kept trying to grind against the huge plug in a desperate attempt to bring some relief. But it only served to heighten my arousal. As evidenced by my rock hard cock. "Ah yes." Colt said as he stroked my hard cock. "My little piggy likes this. He likes it a lot. I knew buying that plug was a good idea. However, we really need to get moving. Now lay down on the bed!" I did as Colt grabbed the ice bucket. Scooping out a handful of ice, he grabbed my hard cock and balls. I yelped from the shock, but it had the desire effect and soon my hardon was gone. Colt wasted no time in getting it locked into the chastity device with the spikes on the inside and a urethral tube. Then he tossed me a white speedo. "Put this on and stand up!" I scrambled into the obviously too small speedo and stood up. I happened to be facing the mirror and got a good look at how obvious my chastity cage was. The white fabric was totally see through. Which I'm sure is what Colt planned. I just stood there as he took a sharpie and wrote on my back. When he finished, he wrote on my upper chest, 'CUMHOLE' with an arrow pointing up to my face. Under that he wrote 'I'M A FAG USE ME!'. He certainly wasn't being subtle. Then he stood behind me and showed me a heavy, link chain with a padlock on it. "Kiss it slave." He told me as he held it up to my lips. I kissed it. "Now beg me to put it on. Beg me to make you my slave forever." My cock pushed against its confines as I begged Colt, "Please Sir. Collar me. Make me your slave forever. I Love you so much Master. I will do anything for you." A wet spot appeared on my speedo as he pushed the padlock shut. "God you're beautiful." He purred as he licked my ear. "You're going to be a very popular whore these next few days. Let's hope your pussy doesn't fall apart." He grabbed some sunscreen and sprayed me all over. "Wouldn't want your pasty white skin getting all burned." He said before leaning into my ear. "Those aren't the kinds of marks I'm planning on leaving." I shuddered as he handed me the spray to do him. When I finished, he asked me, "Do you want to see what I wrote on your back? Not that it matters. I'll do what the fuck I want! I just thought it would give you more food for thought." He turned me around, and even though it was backwards, I could clearly see it read, 'Cumdump Available. 2 holes. Blue Flamingo Motel. Room 49. After 7 pm.' Then, across the top of my cheeks like a tramp stamp, 'CUMHOLE' with an arrow pointing down my crack. "I think that should get the point across." He laughed as he placed a bottle of poppers on a leather string around my neck. "And look how nice your red ass shows through." He said as he rubbed my still burning cheeks. And they sure did. The welts showed right through. Colt pulled on a black speedo and some flip flops, then looked at the beach stuff, then at me. "You don't expect me to fuckin carry that shit, do you slave?" "No Sir." I mumbled as I grabbed the stuff. "Just remember the rules. Now let's go." I opened the door and stood by it patiently, not daring to go first. Colt just smiled as people passed the open door and laughed at me. "Oops, almost forgot one last thing." He said, producing a leash. He clipped it onto my collar before laughing. "No, that's to easy. Doesn't make you suffer enough." He then grabbed the alligator clamps. I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth as he attached them to my little pink nips, the sharp teeth digging into my sensitive flesh. Then he attached the leash to the chain that connects them. "Let's go!" He ordered me as he gave them a hard yank. I gasped in pain. The walk through the motel was deeply humiliating, just as Colt wanted it. The taunts and jeers flew around us as he led his practically naked slave by his tits. But outside was even worse. There were lots more people around, some of them obviously shocked by what they were seeing. Let's face it, we were more fitting in a pride parade than spring break, but that didn't matter to Colt. He loved shocking people. And it wasn't just the people around that made it worse. My tender feet weren't used to hot pavement and I found myself stepping very gingerly. Add to that the huge plugged jammed in my hole, and I was walking pretty funny. I've never had to walk with something huge lodged in my ass, and I could feel it deep inside me with every step I took, crushing my prostate, pushing against my second internal ring, while the huge balls stretched and rubbed my colon just inside of my asshole. I had all kinds of mixed feelings from pain, to humiliation, to fucking horny as the meth did its job in my system. And Colt was relentless with the leash, giving it constant tugs, sending fire through my burning tits, causing me to constantly whimper in pain. We walked past a trio of guys, your typical frat boy types with their board shorts and bucket hats, pooka shells around their necks, and Colt gave an extra hard tug. I cried out which of course got their attention. They stopped and turned, all laughing at the pathetic fag. The were taunting me, as I just stood there taking their abuse. It wasn't until one of them got in my face and said, "What's the matter faggot? Why won't you answer us?" I looked him dead in the eyes and said, "I'm a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands!" There was dead silence from the trio before they erupted in laughter again, adding more taunts. Several people also stopped to observe what was going on. It was then that Colt walked up behind me and said, "Kneel!" Without hesitation I dropped to my knees. The guys laughed harder, as did some of the other onlookers. "Holy shit. This is for real." One of the guys said. "He's really a faggot slave." I felt myself flush, partly from humiliation, but mostly from pride. "That's right." Said Colt. "This is my faggot slave. I own it, and it will do whatever I tell it to. I brought it here cause I know how horny spring breakers get, and I know how bitches can be, so I brought my personal fag here to be of service. He's got two holes holes that never refuse any cock. Now, we're heading to the beach, but if you need your cocks sucked right now, we can duck down this alley." "Well fuck." Said one of the guys. "I could use my nuts drained. Let's go." He started to walk down the alley when his friend piped up. "You gonna stick your dick in a fag? Are you fuckin queer?" "I ain't no fuckin queer! But I ain't stupid either. There's a free mouth pussy right here, and I'm gonna use it. I'm gonna bust my nut into this fag, and if you had half a brain you would too. Ain't no chick gonna touch you anyway." He laughed as he walked away. "He's right you know." Said Colt to the guys. "A mouth is a mouth, and this faggot will suck you better than any bitch can. Now, stand up slave." He ordered me, tugging on my tits. I did and was led down the alley after the first guy. As I got behind the dumpster and turned around, I noticed the other two guys slowly walking toward us. "Take those trunks off bitch!" Colt ordered me. "A cumdump should always be naked when servicing a superior man. I nervously removed them, but didn't disobey. "Now, hit the bottle!" I popped the top and took some deep hits as the guy fished his already half hard cock out of his shorts. Then I opened my mouth and he just shoved it in. He grabbed the back of my head and skull fucked me. He wasn't here to make love, he was here to use a faggot and bust his nut. He choked me as he battered my throat for about a minute before he buried himself in me. "Fuckin take my cum you dirty faggot." He growled as he pumped his fluid down my throat. "You fucking disgusting alley cocksucking bitch!" I glanced up to see Colt smiling down on me. The guy pulled his cock out of me, grabbed my speedos, and wiped his slimy cock all over them. "Get the fuck over here." He said to one of the other two guys. The next guy did the same thing. Dropped his shorts enough to pull out his cock before shoving it in my mouth. He jackhammered me just like the first guy. I wasn't giving them blow jobs as much as I was just a fleshy tube for them to use. Which was fine with me. My cock pushed against the spikes in the cage, telling me I was right where I belonged. When he started to cum, he shot two squirts down my throat before Colt pulled him out and made him shoot the rest on my face. He also wiped off on my speedo. I hit more poppers as the third guy approached. And I'm glad I did, as he was already at full mast. And it was the biggest of the three. I opened wide with my tongue sticking out and he laughed. "Look at the pathetic fag. It can't get enough cock!" He took a moment to slap my face with it a few times before he shoved it in. Again, this was no gentle suck. He raped my face. He lasted about as long as the other two and was soon squirting his hot college boy cum into my still high school mouth, before painting my face with the rest. It dripped down onto my chest as he wiped his slime on my speedo, joining the others. "Stop by tonight if you want more." Colt told the guys as they walked away. "Maybe try out its cunt too!" I looked up and saw another guy approaching us. This guy was not a horny college boy. This was an older man. A dirty looking older man. Probably homeless. "You want another cock faggot?" He asked me. "I'm a faggot slave owned by Master Colt. I only obey his commands!" "Of course it wants another cock." Chimed Colt as he grabbed his phone to record. "It's what it lives for. That's its purpose in life!" I hit the poppers as the man stood in front of me. I could smell him. B.O., piss and filth flooded my nostrils and I fought off gagging. I wasn't about to fail Colt. I opened wide and took this homeless man's dirty, smelly cock into me. My asshole pulsed around the plug as I degraded myself for my Master. "Oh yea, that's it." The man groaned. "Suck my cock you dirty little alley whore. You fucking nasty little cock pig." Colt dropped down next to me. "He's right." He said in my ear. "You're just a dirty, nasty little alley whore. Taking strangers cocks. You sick little faggot." He reached under me and started manipulating the plug in me. I moaned as he moved it around. "Now, stop sucking this nice man's cock for a moment and tell him what you are. Look him in the eyes and tell him." The man leaned down and took hold of my bottle. He removed it and took a couple big hits before holding it back under my nose. "Go ahead slave. Do what your Master says." I breathed deep as I looked into this dirty, disheveled old man's eyes. "I'm a whore Sir. I'm a disgusting faggot whore. I'm just two holes for men to use as they want." I kept taking hits as Colt tugged on the plug in my pussy. "I'm a fucking cumdump for any man. Any man who wants to use my pathetic holes can. Any man my Master tell me to service, I will. Anywhere, anytime." "You slut!" Colt growled as he gave a mighty pull on the plug and the huge fake dog knot popped out of me. I howled in pain, but was quickly muffled as the homeless guy shoved his hard cock down my throat, burying me face in his smelly crotch. I gagged as I choked on his cock and foul stench. "Now ride that cock bitch! Fuck yourself with it while you suck him off!" Even though my ass ached like a mother, I did as Colt told me, and started riding that huge cock up and down while I grunted and moaned and slathered my mouth all over the cock in front of me. I devoured cock in both my holes as Colt filmed it. "Look at that little pig!" I heard him say. "My bitch is nothing more than a degenerate piece of methed up alley trash, suckin homeless cock and riding a fake dog cock." His words only spurred me on. This is what I was. A dirty, lowdown piece of faggot alley trash. A few months ago I was a nice little Christian Texas boy. Played football, got good grades, went to church. Now here I was. Lower than I had ever been before. Drugged up and degrading myself in a public alley in Florida. Naked except for my locked up cage and my slave collar. And I loved it. I couldn't help myself. I wasn't told I could speak, but I was so gone in the moment I couldn't stop myself. I pulled the cock out of my mouth and looked directly into the camera. I took more hits of poppers until my eyes went glassy. "Hey everybody. My name is Austin Allen Collins and I'm an 18 year old senior at Cleburn High School." I began as I started riding the cock again as well as slurping on the homeless cock. "Or at least, I was. Now I'm a pathetic methed up piece of faggot alley trash. I'm a slave whore owned by Colton Sawyer Cooper. I'm his property to do with what he wants. And right now, this is what he wants. I just finished sucking off three college guys in this alley. Now I'm sucking this homeless cock. Because I was ordered to." I continued sucking on the cock as I talked. "Earlier today, I was raped by three other men in another alley. They fucked my pussy and all shot their loads deep in me. When I told my Master what happened, he fucked me even harder. Then he made me suck off a stranger who knocked on our door looking for the cumdump!" I moaned as I sucked the cock and pounded my hole, knowing every dirty moment was being recorded. And knowing I would have absolutely zero control over what happened to it. Colt reached into the bag and pulled out a case and opened it. He showed it to the homeless guy. "Want a hit old man?" The guys eyes lit up. "Oh fuck yea! I've been jonesing for some. Oh man. Thank you!" He said smiling, showing off his missing teeth. That probably should have disgusted me, but it had the opposite effect. I felt sluttier. "You sure it's safe right here?" Colt asked. "Fuck yea. No one cares. Especially during spring break. People see a homeless guy in an alley, they just keep walking. Cops don't care neither. Until they hear screams, they don't fuckin do a thing." As if to prove his point, the man sparked the torch and rolled the pipe right there. He took a big hit and blew out a huge cloud down onto me while while I sucked him and Colt recorded it. After two more hits, Colt told him to hand me the pipe. Now I was high as fuck already, but I knew why Colt was making me smoke it. For the camera. To degrade me further. So I gave him what he wanted. I looked seductively into the camera and took a big hit. "Hi mom. Hi dad. Hi everyone back in Cleburn, Texas." I said before blowing a big cloud. "This is Austin, your precious baby boy. Well look at me now. Look at me Bill and Doris Collins. Your son is nothing more than a sleazy alley meth fag. I got a big fake dog cock in my whore pussy. And a big smelly homeless cock to suck on." I took another big hit and sucked on the cock as I slowly blew it out of my nose. "Mmmmm...I love cock so much! I'm such a fucking cockwhore. I want cum and piss in my dirty, slutty fag holes!" The homeless man reached down and grabbed the leash and yanked on it. I squealed as he yanked my titties. I rode and sucked harder as he blew smoke down on me. "Oh fuck I need that pussy!" He growled. "Lay the fuck down faggot, and spread em!" I climbed off the plug and layed on my back on the dirty ground, spreading my legs wide, showing him my hungry pussy. The homeless guy wasted no time crawling between my legs. He had a nice sized cock, but I was so loose he just slid right in. "Oh yea, fuck me!" I begged. "Fuck my slutty methed up high school fag pussy!" I grabbed the plug and started sucking it, looking right into the camera. "Ooooohhhh." I moaned as I licked and sucked the plug. "This was just in my pussy, mommy and daddy, and now I'm sucking off all my nasty ass juice and cum off it. I'm such a dirty whore! Look at me getting fucked next to a dumpster like the trash I am!" The homeless guy grabbed a dirty rag from his pocket and poured some poppers on it. He covered my nose and as I opened my mouth for air, he shoved the plug in, slamming it down my throat. "Fuck yea, you stupid fag!" The homeless guy growled as he pummeled both my holes. "Take those fucking cocks you queer. Fucking choke on it!" As if I had a choice. The plug was huge and he was battering my throat with it. I was gagging and wretching as he forced it into me. "Oh man. Keep choking fag. Everytime you do, it's tightens up your sloppy cunt" I did keep wretching. I was spitting up mucus and cum, and my face was covered with the slop. I just kept on looking right into the camera. "I'm gonna cum, you worthless cunt!" The homeless guy shouted. "Do it! Cum in me!" I croaked through my battered throat. "Shoot your fuckin nasty homeless cum in me! Fill my nasty teenage pussy up!" The guy grunted and went ridged, his eyes rolling back into his head as his cock pulsed inside me, blessing me with his precious spunk. After he climbed off me, Colt got some nice shots of me on the ground, next to the dumpster, my face and chest covered in cum and puke, my pussy dripping a fresh load of anonymous cum. Then he told the homeless guy to shove the plug back in me. I squealed like a little bitch as the knot popped back into me. "Don't you think you should thank the nice man?" Colt asked me. I jumped into action getting back on my knees. I took his dirty, slimy cock back into my mouth and spoke as I cleaned it off. "Thank you Sir. Thank you for using me and giving me your cum!" The homeless guy just looked down on me and smiled. "I have one more thing for you fag." Then, he started pissing. I gulped down a few mouthfuls of his rank, nasty piss before he pulled out of my mouth and sprayed my face and body with the rest. I let it shower over me as I smiled into the camera. "Here, pig." Colt said as he tossed my speedo to me. "Wipe yourself off while I chat with our friend. They walked down the alley a bit while I tried to clean myself up. But a tiny speedo doesn't really clean up a lot. Colt returned to find me holding a sopping wet speedo and scum smeared all over my face and chest. He made me put on the speedo that now showed off even more through the wet fabric. Colt just looked at me and smiled. "God damn you look like a used up 2 bit whore." Then he leaned in, gave me a little kiss and whispered, "And you've never looked better babe."

I was 19, met an older guy about 30, married to a guy and in an open relationship, it was a first time for me and I wasn't attracted but we exchanged a long conversation texting for a couple of weeks, kept trying to meet but I was hesitant till one day I was convinced to meet him for drinks at a bar. we met up, he was pleasant and we had a nice conversation while having a few drink, during which I had to use the restrooms and when I returned we had fresh drinks on the table that he ordered for us. soon after I finished my drink I began to feel dizzy and thought it was the booze so he suggested we go for a walk outside and get some fresh air. next thing I remember I was in an apartment on my back and a guy (later found out was the husband) fucking me hard while other men stand aside (there were 3 I remember but could've been more) and the guy I met pushing his dick down my throat. they all took turns using me while I kept passing out and regaining consciousness from time to time for who know how long. fast forward a couple of hours I woke up in their guest bedroom with 2 guys in bed with me, I was covered with cum and sweat and my hole was sore as fuck and dripping cum. i was terrified from the situation, barely understanding what's going on and it took me some time to gather my strength to get up, while one of the guys in be woke up too and without even asking slid his cock in telling me what a good slut I was taking all the loads they gave me, kinda replaying some of the events while I was passed out from the drugs I was given. when he finished in me he just tossed me out of bed and I had to scramble for my belongings, found my phone and got out to realize the place was very close to the bar we met at. I called for a can and went back home, took a shower and was shock by the amount of cum I evacuated and afraid when I saw some pink in it. called my best friend and he suggested we go see a doctor he knew, so he picked me up and I was examined and was given PEP and some other shots. I didn't press charges but that whole encounter freaked me out for a long while after, I was in therapy before it and I told my therapist all about it so we could work on it (I am a very analytical person) and I decided I wasn't going to blame myself for it and work my best to not let it ruin my life.

Part 5 On my visit Thursday afternoon I thought I'd try another position. After he had sucked me hard and I'd eaten his ass for several minutes, I laid down and had him straddle me. He looked uneasy but once he put his hands down on my chest and felt my cock push into his ass he got more comfortable. It took a few tries but he figured out how to ride my cock. I was a little surprised when once he got more confidence he rode my dick really hard. Eventually, he slowed down and I pulled him forward before I took over and pounded him a few minutes. My cock pumped another half dozen spurts of cum into his ass. "Now it's your turn" I told him. "What do you mean?" Owen asked. "I want you to fuck your last neg load into me" I replied. I could feel the panic rush through his body. "I... I... I can't. I'm a bottom. I've never tried to fuck a guy" Owen said, his voice quivering like his body was. "Your dick has been rock hard every time we've fucked. I want to feel it in me. Now, pull off and move back two feet" I said firmly. Indeed, his cock was still stiff and laying on my stomach next to a small puddle of precum. He slowly raised up and my cock fell from his ass. I felt some cum dribble out and then watched him move back. My hands held on to his arms to steady him as he shuffled backwards. Once he was in position, I crawled away a little and got on all fours. I spit a few times into my hand and lubed up my hole before backing myself to him. His hands reached out and rested on my hips and I felt his shaft resting on my ass. "You can do it, Owen, just guide it to the hole" I said. Owen's right hand left my hip and I felt him press his dick into the crevice. He pushed it up and down along the trench until the head found the wet ring. I heard him breathe in deeply and then push in. I relaxed and felt his cock slide inside me slowly. He only went in a couple inches before he began to pull back. I was afraid he was going to pull out and give up, but he gingerly started to rock his hips. I heard some gasps and moans the longer he continued and soon I was moaning too. It took me back to the days where most of the guys I had sex with were virgins. A few words of encouragement got him to thrust deeper and a few minutes later I was pushing back on to his cock. Owen kept plowing my ass, occasionally stopping a moment before resuming. My hole started to feel slicker and I assumed he was lubing my ass with his neg precum. He filled the room with louder moans and that's when I knew he could go to the next step. My ring clamped down and he froze. I'm sure he was fighting off shooting his load, but that's what I wanted. The little devil inside me wanted him to give me his last neg load and his first charged one. Three more thrusts did it and I felt him flood my guts. Unlike with most guys, I could feel his cock throb inside my ring. I counted eight strong pulses before he gasped "Oh my god!" He stayed planted inside me another minute before pulling back. A second after his cock was free of my hole I was spun around and licking the jizz off his dick. After his cock was cleaned, I pulled him down on to the bed and we laid there together a few minutes in silence. "I always wondered what it was like, but I was too scared to try. Besides, I like feeling a guy fuck me too much..." he said. "Did you like it?" I asked. "Oh hell yeah... Thank you for making me try. It's still easier for me to bottom, but now I know I can top with the right guy" Owen said. "As I said, I want your last neg and first poz loads, so you'll get more practice" I told him. He needed some practice too. He wasn't the worst top I'd taken and pretty good for his first time, but I hoped he would get better. I also wanted to watch him charge up his first neg guy too, but I wasn't going to tell him that quite yet. It had been a while since I had fucked a guy while his load dripped out my ass and down my leg, but that's what our last fuck of the day was like. Our next seven meetings were repeats. I'd breed him, he'd breed me and then I'd give him a second load. We tried a few more positions too and while he preferred to fuck me doggy style, I found I liked a standing fuck with him braced on the dresser, me fucking him from behind while staring at our faces in the mirror. Owen was getting better as a top, too. His motions were more natural and had lost all of the jerkiness from his first few tries. He always shot big loads and I loved going home feeling it run down my legs. I was starting to question whether I was really poz when I got the message Monday afternoon. "I think I have the flu. Can you stop by to see?" he texted while I was in class. He looked like I did when the conversion flu struck a couple weeks after my Spring Break trip and the sight made my cock hard. It was a quick fuck, but he ended up with one more load of cum in his 101 degree hole. He was exhausted and I sucked a questionable load out of his balls before watching him pass out on his bed. Each day I would stop by to check on him and, like me, the bad part only lasted a few days. Friday night's fuck had our roles reversed. He fucked me twice and while the second load was a lot smaller, he fucked twice as long. Owen's comments told me how much he loved driving his cock into a cum filled hole. Afterwards, we laid there for a while, catching our breath. I felt good knowing that I'd knocked up my first guy and I hoped that Owen was OK being that guy. "No regrets?" I asked. "No. Not yet anyway. Ask me again in five years" he replied with a short laugh. "Do you want me to take you to the clinic to get tested?" I asked at our hookup a week later. Owen said "Yeah, I probably should." My heart sank, since I hoped that he'd poz up a few guys like I was planning on doing. Then he added "Take me along when you go to find out for sure. But... please wait a few more months." A smile came back to my face quickly. "Are you planning on charging up any guys?" I asked. "I've already been talking to one. I might need your help though" he replied with a devilish laugh. "Oh? I think you should do your first on your own, but if you want, I can help" I said. "I mean I need some help getting there and back. You can breed him if he wants, but I would prefer to fuck him by myself" Owen said.

Part 2 Stan's favorite was corrupting sweet looking innocent boys. He called them boys and the younger looking the better but Stan had three rules he followed, the boy must be of legal age, he never lied to them and before he finished taken their innocence they had to ask him to. Stan smiled remembering that most actually begged. Once he had dreamed of his nephew Sean and actually came in his sleep when the dream Sean begged to be broken. Sometimes he called his own sons Sean but they were big boys not small like Sean. About a month ago he had a boy that looked a lot like Sean and he was so turned on pretending that it was Sean and even called the boy Sean and had the boy call him uncle. But the real Sean will soon be calling him Daddy. Stan rolled Sean over and pulled down the pajama pants and briefs and when he saw the boys hairless pink hole he knew he was going to own it even if Sean wouldn't ask. He spit on the boyhole and pushed a needleless syringe in and gave the boy his first booty bump. He then decided to also add a crystal nugget and pushed it in deep. He knew the bump would both wake his boy up but also make him extra horny. Stan took off his clothes and pulled the boys up and then turned off the lights. He rolled him on his side and got behind the boy. In this position he could hold a boy tight as he molested him. He played with Sean's cock through his pajamas and waited for him to wake. Stan felt Sean tense up and knew he was awake. He softly whispered to his boy to relax and let him make him feel good. He told him to stay quiet but to nod if he liked being touched. When Sean woke he was confused and thought he was dreaming but when the man holding him whispered in his ear he knew he was really being molested. When the man asked if he liked being touched he almost screamed yes but he remembered the fantasy role and nodded. Sean's body felt incredible and he hoped this lasted a long time. The man was rubbing his cock but Sean felt the best feelings in his ass. Stan told him to be a good boy and push down and kick off his pajamas and briefs. Sean did gasp when he felt the man's hand touch his cock. It felt so much better than when he touched himself. The man whispered that he knew his little boy would enjoy it. Stan rolled the boy to face him and as he started to stroke the boy's cock he leaned in and pulled the boy's head and let their lips lightly touch. When he felt Sean lean into him he pulled away and whispered that he knew his little boy wanted to be molested. With one hand, Stan held Sean's head as he pushed his tongue into his nephew and he touched the boy's hole with the other hand. When Sean felt the finger on his hole he let out a moan that would have been very loud if the man's tongue wasn't completely in his mouth. Sean liked touching his hole and sometimes would finger in but it never felt this good. He felt the finger push gently at the hole but didn't go in. Sean pushed his ass backwards but the man pulled away. Stan could barely hold back as his desire to break a boy he loved. Stan popped both his sons cherries but Sean was different. While Stan never touched a minor he had lusted for years over Sean, even his sons wanted their little cousin and more than once they laid on their belly as Stan fucked them and called them Sean. Stan rolled Sean onto his side and cuddled the boy as he felt him up. He slowly squeezed a tit and asked Sean if he had dreamed of this, he pinched hard as Sean admitted he wanted to be molested and hoped it would happen often. Stan asked him who he dreamed of molesting him and Sean said he didn't know so Stan squeezed the boy's nipple hard and said that was for lying and he should be a good boy and tell him so that he could make it better for him. Sean whispered, "my Uncle", Stan smiled knowing he had his boy and asked what was his uncle's name so that Sean could call him it. Sean said he didn't want to call him by his uncle's name because in his dreams he called his uncle, Daddy. Stan squeezed the boy's nipple hard and asked if he'd like his uncle to hurt his tits. Sean gasped that his uncle could do anything he wanted. When he asked if there was anyone else he dreamed about and as Sean told him his cousins too. Stan told him their time in the room was almost over and he was going to have to leave soon. He felt the boy tremble and knew he was about to cry and the time was right. " Sean, you are coming home with me. Tonight both of our fantasies come true. Meet me in ten minutes at the entrance, I'll be in a black Mercedes. Put on the clothes you were wearing with me and you can carry the others" Sean thought it was cool that this man also drove the same car as his uncle. He said he'd be there. Stan told him to stay in bed pretending he was sleeping until he heard the door close. Stan quickly grabbed his clothes and left the room carrying them. He dressed in the hallway and picked up his stuff and was outside in his car and called home. His 20 year old son, Teddy, answered and was told what to do and to call Harry and tell him. Sean got dressed and then sat down. He loved his Uncle but knew it would never really happen and said to himself that he would let this man do anything to him just as he would his real Uncle. Sean walked out the door and the car was 20 feet away. He nervously walked to the door and opened it. "Close your eyes and get inside, I want to keep your fantasies going. Say nothing just do what your uncle says." After he sat down and shut the door he was told that to help him pretend he was still sleeping that his uncle was going to blindfold him and he stayed still as he felt it put on him. His regular clothes were taken and he was handed two pills and a bottle of water and told to swallow them. Stan said he would fall asleep and when he woke up he'd be at his uncle's house. Once the boy swallowed them Stan started to drive. He had a few minutes before the boy was asleep and he asked him which cousin did he like better. Sean said Teddy because he would cuddle with him when he slept over. Sean said he felt his cousin's hard cock against him and wanted so bad to touch it. Stan seeing the boy yawn told him to dream about him and his cousin and when he wakes up his cousin would be cuddling him. Teddy opened the door as he saw his dad carrying his cousin. Teddy told his Harry was on his way and would be there in an hour. He asked his dad if they were really going to slam him and make him their slut. Stan told Teddy that he could turn his cousin into the baby boy he wanted and Harry being a sadist would soon have his boy too. He said that he was going to do to Sean everything he ever wanted to do to a boy. Stan laid the sleeping boy on his belly on Teddy's bed and told Teddy what to do and to be ready in exactly one hour for him. Teddy handed his father the booty bump as Stan lowered the boy's pajamas and briefs. Earlier he gave the boy a smaller bump but this was much larger. Stan watched the plastic tube enter the hole that he dreamed about. Stan left the room to prepare and Teddy got in bed and cuddled his little cousin but also for the first time fondled the boy briefly. As Sean started to wake he felt an arm around him and remembered he was told he would be in his cousin's bed. He felt the familiar hard cock against him and thought he had to be dreaming. He pushed back against his cousin's cock. He felt the arm around him pull him tighter then the cock pushed harder.