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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.

Trump today, at a rally: "You have to get out and vote. You won’t have to do it anymore. Four years, it will be fixed, it will be fine. You won’t have to vote anymore.. In four years, you won’t have to vote again." How much clearer does the man have to be? Elect him, and you won't ever have to worry about voting again, because that will be the end of voting. He'll fire any general (or lower level officer) who stands up to him, and simply stay in power till he dies. And hand it off to whoever is the MAGA heir-apparent. I know it's considered bad form to compare anyone to Hitler, but bear in mind, this is exactly what happened in Germany. They turned to someone who happily took power when it was offered to him, and then he made sure he would never have to give it up. Ditto the installation of the Kim dynasty in North Korea - dictators come to power more or less legitimately, but seize the reins of that power to keep in office. That's what you Trumpanzees are supporting.

It's probably easier to count the number of honest, true claims Trump makes. As of January 2021, according to the Washington Post fact checker, Trump had made 30,573 false claims over four years. Here's just a few. Donald Trump stated on June 8, 2024 in a Truth Social post: Lower insulin prices were the work of the Trump administration, not “Crooked Joe Biden. He had NOTHING to do with it.” By Jacob Gardenswartz • July 12, 2024 Donald Trump stated on June 6, 2024 in a campaign rally: Joe Biden’s immigration order limiting asylum is “pro-child trafficking.” By Maria Ramirez Uribe • June 20, 2024 Donald Trump stated on June 15, 2024 in remarks in Detroit: Crime statistics “no longer include data from 30% of the country including the biggest and most violent cities.” By Louis Jacobson • June 18, 2024 Donald Trump stated on June 2, 2024 in an interview on "Fox & Friends": Joe Biden wants “to quadruple your taxes.” By Louis Jacobson • June 4, 2024 Donald Trump stated on May 10, 2024 in a Truth Social post: “Biden wants to immediately stop all aid to Israel.” By Amy Sherman • May 15, 2024 Donald Trump stated on May 2, 2024 in remarks to reporters: “I’m not allowed to testify” because of a gag order. By Amy Sherman • May 3, 2024 Donald Trump stated on April 16, 2024 in statement to the media in New York City: “This trial that I have now, that’s a Biden trial.” By Amy Sherman • April 19, 2024 Donald Trump stated on April 8, 2024 in a video posted on Truth Social: "All legal scholars, both sides, wanted, and in fact demanded” that Roe v. Wade be overturned. By Louis Jacobson • April 10, 2024 Donald Trump stated on April 2, 2024 in a speech: "Crime is down in Venezuela by 67% because they're taking their gangs and their criminals and depositing them very nicely into the United States.” By Maria Ramirez Uribe • April 10, 2024 Donald Trump stated on April 8, 2024 in a video posted on Truth Social: Democrats support abortion measures that result in the “execution” of babies “after birth.” By Louis Jacobson • April 8, 2024 Donald Trump stated on March 22, 2024 in a Truth Social post: The New York civil fraud judgment against Trump and a plan to seize Trump-owned property “is simply a 'taking.' Much like what is done in communist countries." By Amy Sherman • March 25, 2024 Donald Trump stated on March 16, 2024 in a rally in Vandalia, Ohio: "Your Social Security will be destroyed by the people coming in. There's too many of them. It's not sustainable." By Louis Jacobson • March 20, 2024 Donald Trump stated on March 9, 2024 in a speech: “Biden has implemented a formal policy that illegal aliens who intrude into the United States are granted immunity from deportation.” By Maria Ramirez Uribe • March 15, 2024 Donald Trump stated on March 9, 2024 in a rally in Rome, Georgia: "In February alone, nearly 1 million jobs held by native-born Americans disappeared." By Louis Jacobson • March 12, 2024 Donald Trump stated on March 2, 2024 in a speech: “Eighty-two percent of the country understands that (the 2020 election) was a rigged election.” By Paul Specht • March 7, 2024 Donald Trump stated on February 16, 2024 in a statement to the media: President Joe Biden “directed New York AG Witch Hunt” into Donald Trump’s real estate. By Louis Jacobson • February 20, 2024 Donald Trump stated on January 11, 2024 in a campaign ad: “Haley’s plan cuts Social Security benefits for 82% of Americans.” By Samantha Putterman • January 18, 2024 Donald Trump stated on January 15, 2024 in a speech after the Iowa caucus: “This is the third time we’ve won but this is the biggest win” in Iowa caucus. By Amy Sherman • January 16, 2024 Donald Trump stated on January 3, 2024 in a TV ad: Nikki Haley “opposed Trump’s border wall” and “Trump’s travel ban.” By Maria Briceño • January 5, 2024 Donald Trump stated on December 16, 2023 in a rally in New Hampshire: “They want to make our Army tanks all electric.” By Amy Sherman • December 21, 2023 Donald Trump stated on December 4, 2023 in a Truth Social post: The Lincoln Project is “using A.I. (Artificial Intelligence)” in its “television commercials.” By Loreben Tuquero • December 19, 2023 Donald Trump stated on December 2, 2023 in a speech in Iowa: “With the historic Abraham Accords, I even made peace in the Middle East.” By Amy Sherman • December 5, 2023 Donald Trump stated on November 11, 2023 in a rally in New Hampshire: New Hampshire has “a worse drug problem per capita than any other state." By Amy Sherman • November 15, 2023 Donald Trump stated on November 8, 2023 in a rally in Hialeah: “Just like the Cuban regime, the Biden administration is trying to put their political opponents in jail, shutting down free speech.” By Maria Briceño • November 15, 2023 Donald Trump stated on October 7, 2023 in a news release: "Sadly, American taxpayer dollars helped fund these attacks, which many reports are saying came from the Biden administration.” By Louis Jacobson • October 11, 2023 Donald Trump stated on September 27, 2023 in a speech in Michigan: When I took office, “the auto industry was on its knees gasping its last breath.” Trump administration “tariffs and taxes saved the American auto industry from extinction." By Louis Jacobson • October 5, 2023 Donald Trump stated on July 24, 2023 in a campaign video: “Under ‘Crooked Joe’ Biden, there has been a catastrophic increase in shortages of essential medicines.” By Michelle Andrews • October 2, 2023 Donald Trump stated on September 17, 2023 in an interview on NBC's "Meet the Press": The price of "bacon is up five times" under President Joe Biden. By Louis Jacobson • September 18, 2023

The rattling from the sling's chain echoed throughout the room when I made my way back. Vinny and Jonas sat on the couch while going through their phones. Vinny stopped me. "No fun if the bitch is nervous and screaming. We don't want the feds to knock our door. Should we shut him up?" "Only if he wants to. I know what to do" Unattended, he was pleading with doubts, gripping onto the chains futilely while trying his best to suppress the moans caused by the clouds. "Hey...please...I don't know if I want this...oh sh-sh-shit...please where are you guys...oh" The panic subsided when I crouched down to comfort Rowan. I could see his startled expression more clearly as we were level, face to face. I pulled the mask off again and held onto his chin. "Kinda scared you there did we? Listen, we're not going to do anything unless you're okay with it. See how we took a pause? Do you want to stop? I can take you down if you want to. Do you?" Despite dabbling in all kinds of kinks, I could never call myself a sadist. I looked into Rowan's glossy eyes with sympathy traced with slight as I nod. My thumb brush onto his lower lip while my other hand held the back of his neck. It was the first time he felt my coarse hands in contact with his skin. He was starting to burn up. He turned quiet and followed my nod. The last time we were this close was 20 years ago. Who called the shots now? "Are you sure? You're not afraid of me right? Don't worry, I don't hold grudges Rowan" "Y-y-yeah. No wait - who that was, that wasn't me, that really wasn't uhh" Sometimes I forget that tolerance is built and that this was Rowan's first rodeo with Ms. Turner. His words were now running into each other. "You don't have to explain. Water under the bridge and all that. I just want you to be sure that you're okay with this. Once I call the boys back, there's no turning back. Do you feel good? Do you want this to go on?" "Yes. Please. And M-m-mark, I am s-so so.." My palm squeezed his jaw to shut it. "No no, don't even think about it, okay?" I rose to look down on him. "Don't apologize... just tell us that you'll let us do whatever we want. Can you? You have to mean it" I saw Vinny and Jonas approaching. Vinny held his phone up. Jonas came up to whisper that he had forgotten to take out the plug they had left in him. The plug, to which he then informed was covered in a special dusT. No surprise that the bitch was beginning to boil. Jonas got closer to him. "Can you Rowan? We thought we were going to have fun" He was now relaxed, hands liberated in the air. A different wave had engulfed him. The gas mask was off. In his best attempt, he verbalized. "Yes. Do it" "Are you sure?" "Yes!" "You don't sound confident..." "Do it, do whatever you want, I need it! Fuck dude just g-g-go for it nowww ahhh" His breaths were heavier and the sweat started to form. Excellent progress. Vinny had it all recorded. "Good. If you say so then..." The 3 of us surrounded him, looking at each other in agreement. A ball gag was strapped into his mouth. I looked down to him again and grinned. "No turning back" His eyes shot - in anticipation this time rather than angst. The hidden lust had revealed itself. I briefly left the boys to continue what they had started. I took Jonas' phone and compared it to mine. Vinny's was mounted onto the sling, still recording. 11 new messages in Jonas', 19 in mine. His - "Spun twink to be pimped into a cumdump. No loads refused & few limits." Mine - "Inexperienced twink needs cumdump lessons. Pnp avail w/ $. Free if poz unmedicated" Combined, I scanned through the guys to check their status and replied to 10 who were positive. 3 weren't on meds. It was half past 1 and the first one would arrive after 2. After confirming, I returned to the sling to find Rowan blindfolded with both Vinny and Jonas on the opposite side. Vinny continued to stretch him with more dildos while Jonas was tightening a pair of nipple suctions on him. His slender body tightened at the pain from both ends, barely outlining his abs and the rest of his muscles. He did his best to contain his screams. After the 7th or 8th dildo, Vinny plugged him back again with more dusT. A refill was due he exclaimed. "How bout that Mark? Is this the same bully back in high school?" There he was, bounded and blind - paralyzed. The only movement made was the heavy iron plug held by his hole. In it goes as he inhaled, and a out as he exhaled. I took out the gag, cupping his dripping saliva back in. He panted heavily again. "Is this what you want?" "Yes..." "Does it feel god" "Fuckk yess..." "How often do you get fucked Rowan? "I-I-I don't know.... not often...are you going to fuck me now please.. I want you to fuck me please" "Do you use condoms.." "Yeah can you use one. Can y-y-you.." "I don't think we can. Is that okay?" "But condoms...need...clean.." "We don't wear rubber. We can stop now if you want." "No don't...please... just fuck me. No condoms. Okay" Vinny shouted, "Are you sure? That's what you want?" A loud Yes was all he could shout. The ball gag was returned shortly after. Then, just in time the buzzer rang. Jonas clicked on the intercom and announced to the room. "Looks like we have company. Tonight's your lucky night Rowan. Aren't you glad that you and Mark go way back?" Through the gag we could a slurred "Uhuh" The door opened to 2 men in their mid 40s to 50s. Both rugged bear type at 5'9 and 6'0 respectively. It seemed that they were together. The shorter but older one was hairier & had a tight black tanktop with jeans whereas his companion in meshed shorts & a football jersey. "I brought a friend. We're both off meds & he hasn't blown his load in 2 months. I thought of keeping this on him til a 3rd month but we can never turn down a chance to recharge a bitch" His taller friend pulled down his pants to show his balls in a chastity cage. It was massive from the skin protruding out of the metal linings. "Do you want to do the honour?" The short bear held the key out to Jonas who smiled and picked it up. He grabbed the tall bear's balls and went in for a kiss. The jersey was pulled off and still grabbing onto his caged balls, Jonas lead him to the sling. Once they reached Rowan, the padlock was released. It was soft, thick and heavy even sans cage. Jonas then remarked. "It's not a recharge. It's an actual charge. This bitch is neg" Immediately, the cock that had been caged seconds ago sprung itself upwards. It was as big as an can of Arizona Tea. The initial imprints on his shaft from the metal constrictions disappeared as his balls churned the long awaited load. I remained by Rowan's head and noticed him getting closer. It was my cue to take the gag off. Again a stream of drool which I lather onto the huge cock that was about to go into his mouth. I couldn't resist myself from holding it, jerking it momentarily. The sound of Rowan's breathing filled the room. I got down to ask if he was ready for his first cock of the night. An automatic yes. "It's not mine, Vinny's nor Jonas'. Are you sure?" A short pause. "Yes. I-I don't care. Please do it" I looked up to the tall bear while jerking his cock. "There you have it, man. Want some clouds while he's at it?" Rowan struggled at the first few inches, almost choking. When the bear repositioned himself, he thrusted forward again, deepthroating Rowan entirely. Rowan could breathe more this time. He learned quick. As it went in and out, I lit a pipe and shotgunned with the bear, making out in between. Jonas took Vinny's place in working with the hole. He pulled the plug out to reveal the hole blooming and primed. Rowan flinched when the plug expelled. A tunnel was now plugged. The bear pulled his shaft out and grabbed his neck, spitting on him. He seemed to relish in his degradation. "Don't bite bitch" His throat was invaded again with an increasing pace by the bear who I continued to caress and shotgun. "Fuck, that's a lot of precum" When he exited again for good, he made sure to hold Rowan's head upwards. "Swallow it. Tell me how my load taste bitch." "Oh Y-yeah..." In a gulp he swallowed it all. I stared at the bear's cock, still leaking precum and got down to savour some, giving it a quick suck while I can. "Fuck, you should be on that sling, not him" "Once upon a time I was." We hear Jonas snapped his finger. "Time's ticking fellas. Are we going to give this bitch our gift or not?" The bear went to where Jonas was. He played with the tunnel and pulled it out, causing Jonas to squirm. He got down to rim for a while - not as long as he had his cock in his mouth. He got up to rub his hands around Rowan's suspended legs before he began. His cock was brushing on his moist hole and Rowan held onto the chains again, eager for his entrance. A series of Please came out of him. It was pathetic to see him in this state, especially with the bear being a real tease. "Did they tell you how luck you were to get this load?" Rowan nodded. "How charged up it is? One fucking month bitch..." A confused look. "Oh you don't know what I mean... don't you worry.." "J-just fuck me please" "I will... I will...just relax. You're breathing too loud" The bear lightly massaged him, calming him down. There was a short silence after that Rowan mistakenly thought was a break. An error on his end as the bear thrust himself into Rowan in one go, entering him completely. Rowan was unable to scream any more. His pitch broke as he could only afford to hold himself onto the sling while the gargantuan bear fuck him relentlessly. Just whimpers were heard. In spite of all this, Rowan was in heaven. Not once did he deny himself. As the bear found his pace, Rowan moaned more, begging him to not stop. Finally, the bear looked up to tell us he was close then back to Rowan to tell him too. "At this point, you're already filled up with my precum, but I'm not done yet. Almost though" Rowan, still listening, was lost in a trance. "It's not just me, my friend over there's next. Then who knows? But I'm so glad that I'm first" Their eyes were fixed onto each other and Rowan, nonverbal already, nodded. "Here it is bitch - your first poz load. Fuck!" From Vinny's phone, you can see the bear coming into Rowan for quiet some time. Ropes after ropes jetted into him. His balls contracted in expulsion. The bear groaned with an intense force that held our attention for as long as until he was done. Rowan was drenched in a layer of sweat. A smile of relief and satisfaction formed on his face while the bear was still holding on to him. I informed Rowan after. "One down, nine to go" Rowan spoke for the first time in a while. "Thank you"

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?

Have to try and keep this clean so I don’t get told off again.. So went to Perth steam works yesterday it’s an interesting sauna Perth in Australia is a small city this is the only real sauna there. So sometimes busy some times quiet. So I went yesterday (Friday) thinking might be a good time. It was a bit slow, did end up taking 15/20 cocks , lost track after a while. Had a couple of repeat users which is always ego boosting. What was new for me was a hung guy with ball stretcher on, he was 9/10 inches and fit as. His balls were the same length and the rings made them hard too. Started fucking be hard and deep with his massive cock!! Was awesome fuck, after a bit he added in some fingers and extra lube the he pulled out and started sliding in his balls!!! Fuck they were thick stretched me out, only amyl kept it going!! He fucked me like that with his balls deep dicking me (balling me?). After a bit He pulled out a bit and added his cock. I haven’t done any DP or fisting my hole is usually to tight, but at this point after being fucked for hours by some pretty large guys I was obviously stretched out enough, they slid in, again the amyl saved me here!!! Then fuck I had all of him cock and balls in me and he pounded me like that. It was fucking awesome may now be addicted to that and might have to try going DP! Fuck, not sure I needed a new kink….Either way if you are in Perth, Western Australia visit steam works if you get a chance. There are a lot of pervy, randy and fun Australians waiting to fuck your hole or like me take your cocks!!

It has been a while since I posted a story so here is a quicky... Another Bookstore Visit by austinsubmale I went to the adult bookstore again the other day. When I got there I chatted up the lady at the counter a bit like usual then I went into the video booth arcade. There weren't many people there, but there was a guy in one of the back booths. He was sitting on the bench stroking his dick and when I stuck my head in he told me to come in and suck his dick so I got on my knees and took his dick in my mouth and I sucked him until he shot his cum down my throat. His cum was tangy as his dick pulled back across my tongue. Then he got up and left. I went to another booth and got on my phone and opened a location based app, you probably know which one I am talking about. Pretty soon a guy messaged me and said he was on his way to the bookstore. I was excited when I saw on his profile that his status was "Positive". When he pulled into the parking log he messaged me again and asked me what booth I was in. I messaged back #7, my lucky booth. Pretty soon he came into the booth with me and we both got undressed. I was sitting on the bench and I sucked him until his dick was hard. It was much larger than the previous guy's dick. I was definitely looking forward to this. He told me to bend over against the bench and then he slid his big dick into my hole until he was balls deep. Then he pulled almost all the way back out and then back in. It felt so good. He really pumped me hard and then he got faster then stopped and I could feel his dick pulse. He held there for a while then started moving again. I could feel it rubbing my prostate. He pounded me good and then came again. He pulled out, wiped his dick on a towelette I gave him and then he left. I could still feel it in my ass as I put my clothes on and then I went to another booth, a dark one with a glory hole. I got down on my hands and knees and waited at the glory hole until a dick was pushed through. I licked the head and then sucked on it. While I was doing that a guy came into the dark booth with me. He felt my butt and I kept sucking the dick through the glory hole. Then he fingered me but I kept sucking as I felt his cock head slide up and down until it found my hole and pushed in. He fingered my ass then put his dick in, he had lubed up his fingers and my hole. It was a pretty good sized dick but it didn't hurt. He fucked me for a while then he came too, whispering in my ear to take his hot load. The guy with his dick in the glory hole also came and I swallowed it down. After that I got dressed then went to the theater room. A very thin guy was fucking a black guy with dreads on one of the back futons when I got there. He was really fucking hard and fast. I got undressed again and got down on the futon with my ass up. When the top guy pulled out he had a very long dick, probably 10"+ and it was still hard. He saw me with my ass ready and he got behind me and mounted my ass and he pawed at my man tits as he pounded me super hard and fast like the other guy. It hurt a little. He didn't last long, maybe 5 minutes before he came again, filling my hole with another load. He slapped my ass and called me a slut as he pulled out. The black guy with the dreads then got behind me and took his turn on my ass. His dick wasn't as long but it was super thick and really stretched my hole wide open. I didn't really mind but I was getting a little sore by the time he came and pulled out. My hole didn't close up right away and I could feel it leaking down my leg a little. He told me that both he and the guy who had been fucking him were poz and not on meds and I probably would be poz now too. I could still feel the charged loads in my ass all the way home. I can't wait to go again.

I got to live out one of my ultimate fantasies last night: getting fucked and bred on the legendary table tennis tables in Berlin's Tiergarten. I was nervous heading out there even though I had scoped out the space during daylight hours. There have been some reports of guys getting beat up and robbed after dark, but I wasn't too worried about this given that this particular area of the gardens is well frequented by cruisers. I wasn't there long before I spotted a guy stroking his cock. I bent down and began sucking him while others watched. I spun around, poppered up and leaned over the table. He entered my prelubed hole and began pumping away. Other guys were bent over the table waiting for tops to mount them as well. My top let out the loudest moan when he unloaded in my hole. He then collapsed on my back. I let him catch his breath and then hugged him. Breedings under the stars on warm summer nights are what dreams are made of.😍

Chapter 5 – Machine, Man, Machine In Chapters 1 through 4, I talk about a session with my friend, Matt. We’ve partied, fucked, fisted, had a few other guys over, with most everything focused on my ass. This is my birthday present from Matt, after all! The others have just left, and now I’m on the rim seat with the fuck machine plowing me from below, and Matt is checking out his phone on the bed. This new dildo is thick, but my ass is taking it easily since it was stretched open by all the other play and having had the knot dildo in me recently. At this point, I’m really enjoying the ride. Matt is checking the apps on his phone, obviously exchanging messages with someone. “OK, Rob should be here in about 20 minutes”, Matt said. “Rob, that we’ve played with before?” I asked. He nodded and told me that Rob was ready to work my ass over. Rob. He’s in his late 30s, very handsome, with short dark hair, blue eyes, and usually a sexy 5-0-clock shadow. His scruff feels great when he’s eating my ass. He’s got a nice body with a sweet coat of fur. His ass is covered in hair, and he has that sweet little triangle of hair right at the base of his spine that drives me wild. Matt and I have talked about how Rob comes close to being my ideal man. He’s also an excellent fist top and bottom. On top of all that, he has a really deep and sexy voice. Matt kept cruising the apps. When I asked why he was still looking if Rob was coming over, he told me that he wanted to have as many guys as possible use my hole today. The dildo was still being shoved in and out of my ass, but with that statement, I got a whole new shiver of excitement. Rob texted that he was at the house. Matt stopped the fuck machine and threw my crusty orange jock at me. “Put that on and get in the sling”, he demanded. I stood, pulled on the jockstrap, and climbed into the sling. My hole was gaping, and I could feel lube running down my legs when I walked over. Of course, I started probing my hole with my fingers, waiting for Matt to return with Rob. Rob walked in. He was fully naked and hard. He stopped by the head of the sling, so I slid his cock into my mouth. I sucked him for a bit but knew he didn’t come for a blowjob. I was just waiting for what came next. Next, Matt walked in with his points. He had one for each of us. He started with Rob, then admined me, then took care of himself. At least, I assume he took care of himself because I was rushing, and Rob was playing with my hole. My desire for Rob’s hands was so great that I kept pushing out my ass, trying to get him to slip into me. He chuckled at my eagerness and lubed up his hands. When he did enter me, he stopped right at the entrance, twisting around to let me feel all the sensations of his hand. “Are you ready, you cheap whore” Rob snarled. I was, so I nodded my consent, and he plunged his hand into my depths. He’s done this with me a lot, so he knows the way to and through my second hole. It was clear that he had a goal in mind, which was to get through that barrier on the first thrust. I worked to clear my mind and focus on opening up for his fingers as they prodded around for the curve. Then he was through. My mind exploded in ecstasy. The slam, the hot guy fisting me, the overall depravity of the scene; it was overwhelming. I had an assgasm, soaking my jock once again with fluids. Some of it was cum, some precum, and some piss. I was shaking in the sling, which let Rob’s fingers feel all over my colon. It took me a long time to come down from the orgasm, but Rob seemed determined to make me have another soon. “Do some poppers.” I did while he kept his hand in my colon. As soon as the bottle was down, we both started movements. I was clenching and releasing my ass muscles while wiggling my ass around, and Rob was sliding in and out of my second sphincter. Damn, he was right. I quickly had another assgasm, although this one was less intense than the first. My jockstrap was soaked through with fluids now, and some was dripping onto the pads on the floor. Rob slowly withdrew his hand. He often takes the removal slowly, but today, he basically crawled out of my ass. It seemed to take forever before his knuckles were rubbing up against my prostate, causing more fluid to spew from my dick. Once he was out, he reached for the strap and took it off me. He handed it to Matt, who was standing nearby, and Matt walked it up to me. He put it over my face, with the pouch at my mouth. “Suck your juices,” he demanded. The smell and taste were phenomenal, and I eagerly licked and sucked what I could out of the jock. At the same time, Rob was back in my ass. He was using his one arm to slow fuck me, leisurely moving in and out, with each new insertion causing my hole to pulse in pleasure. Then, he pulled his hand all the way and reinserted four fingers from that hand. He put four fingers from the other hand in alongside these. He used those eight fingers to prod and open my hole. Then, he slid those eight fingers back in me, but added the thumbs this time. I groaned with expectation as I readied to take both his hands. I pulled the pouch of the jock away from my mouth, leaving it hanging around my neck. I wanted to see everything that was about to happen. He kept pushing and got one hand in, with the other following closely behind. The sense of fullness from being double-fisted is always amazing, and it was amplified to greater levels by my spun brain. I was so fucking happy to have him inside me that I pushed further, working to take those hands deeper. Rob later told me that he had never had both hands inside a guy as deep as he was inside me. It was astonishing! Rob pulled out and stood up. Matt took his place but remained standing. He slid his semi-hard cock into my gape. He wasn’t looking to fuck me; instead, he was going to give me some of his chempiss. Matt had to concentrate to get the flow going, but there was a lot once it started. He filled my ass with his T piss. I knew I’d be feeling the effects soon, especially when he shoved a butt plug in me after he pulled out. Matt walked over to the bed. Rob was already there, with the pipe and torch ready to go. He and Rob blew clouds while they watched me in the sling, plugged and getting a good infusion of chempiss. My ass was eager for more, but I wanted to keep the plug in as long as I could so that I could absorb the maximum amount of T piss. I was flexing my ass to move the plug around, and they could see it moving in my ass. “Look at that pig. His ass is hungry!” Rob commented. I hoped he would be giving me more attention soon. After they smoked out the pipe, Rob and Matt started playing with each other. Rob was massaging Matt’s hole as Matt lay there with his legs in the air. I knew how good Rob’s hands felt inside me and wondered if Matt would get the chance to experience a fisting from Rob. “Rob, it looks like Matt wants your fist in him,” I suggested. “Yeah, maybe we should put him in the sling for a while. What do you think?” With the plug still holding the piss inside me, I climbed out of the sling and gestured to Matt that he should get in. “I want you watching while you’re getting fucked, too,” said Matt. Before he got into the sling, he brought the rim seat and fuck machine over near the base of the sling. He was making sure I had a great view of his ass while I was getting plowed by the machine. Then, just before we settled in, Rob had an idea. He held up the knot dildo and asked me if I could take it in the fuck machine. At this point, my ass was ready for anything, so I agreed to use it on the machine. The knot would pass into my ass once, but I’d keep it inside after that, letting it move back and forth inside me. Rob pulled the plug out of my ass, and I was happy to see that very little piss dribbled out. I had absorbed most of it. Then, we removed the old dildo from the fuck machine, put the knot dildo in its place, lubed it up, and I sat on it. The tip went in easily, then I hit the knot. This time, all it took was a little additional push for it to penetrate my hole. Fuck, this thing always feels amazing! Matt handed me the remote and made sure poppers were nearby for me. There was another bottle on a table by the sling for him. Matt crawled into the sling and spread his legs wide to get his feet into the stirrups. Seeing my friend’s hairy hole spread open while I was riding the knot was sexy and stimulating. I was flying from the new infusion of T, and increased the speed of the machine. Once Rob lubed up his hands and started to work on Matt’s hole, I was in a sexual frenzy. With the drugs in my system, the knot in my ass, and the sight before me, I was one happy pig. As Rob slid his hand into Matt, I took a deep hit of poppers and sank down further on the knot dildo. Matt’s rim seat has straps that can be moved to the side instead of a rigid seat, so I spread them out, lowering my ass on the toy. I groaned as it penetrated deeper and looked up at Matt. He was grinning and moaning himself, enjoying the hand in his ass. I kept the machine at the same speed and depth for a while, focused more on watching Rob fist Matt. Rob is an excellent top with a great sense of intuition when he’s inside a guy. I could see that he was navigating the twists and turns of Matt’s ass, driving deeper and deeper into his core. Rob had progressed to the point where he was alternating fists on Matt’s hole. First, the left, then the right, then the left. Matt loved the ride, and his hairy hole was staying nicely opened between his hands. “We should do some poppers,” I said to Matt. He and I both picked up a bottle. Rob shoved a hand in Matt’s ass and held it in place while we both sniffed from our bottle. Then, Rob went back to fisting Matt, going faster this time. Matt was groaning, I was groaning and I was loving it all. While Matt was still on the poppers high, Rob shoved the fingers of one hand in alongside his arm, which was deeply embedded in Matt’s ass. He used those fingers to circle Matt’s hole, expanding it and sending Matt into a frenzy. I had increased the speed of the dildo again and was enjoying its penetration while watching the sexy scene in front of me. As Rob prepared to go wider, I slowed the dildo to a stop. It was deep inside me, and I could flex my ass to send shock waves through my ass, but the motion was getting to be too much. Once I could focus again, I discovered that I could reach Rob’s ass with my right hand if I leaned forward in the rim chair. Rob was startled when he first felt my hand on his ass, but then he moved back to give me better access to his ass and hole. I circled around his hairy hole as he was prepping to give Matt a double fist. My goal wasn’t to distract him too much, but I wanted to treat his hole to a little pleasure, too. Rob slid his second hand in alongside the other, penetrating Matt with both of his hands. Matt’s eyes showed his pleasure at being so well fucked. But he couldn’t take too much and asked Rob to go back to a single hand. When Rob was situated with one hand fucking Matt, I stuck a finger, then two, into Rob’s ass. The knot was still deep in my ass, and my movements to stimulate Rob’s ass also stimulated mine. I wanted another ride, so I pulled out of Rob’s ass, raised myself off the dildo, added more lube, sat down on it again, and started the machine at a slow, steady pace. Then, I went back, this time with better-lubed fingers, and shoved three of them in his ass. He arched his back when I did this, looked back at me, and grinned. He was still fisting Matt. Now, we all had something in our ass and were all enjoying our time together. We fucked around like this for a while until Rob said that he needed to get up. He pulled out of Matt’s ass, leaving behind a beautiful gape, and I removed my fingers from his ass. Matt was resting in the sling, and I decided to get off the fuck machine too. Rob and I went over to the bed and stretched out on it. Matt came over to join us after a while, and we decided to take a refreshment break and take it from there.

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

Well, in the fuckjoints I frequent, the bottoms are usually "in place" somewhere - in the darkroom, in one of the smaller "darkrooms (more like walk-in closets in the main room at Slammer), or in the orgy room, lined up on a large round ottoman-like thing, except it's maybe 6,7, feet across. The orgy room though, is usually jammed with guys cruising around. They're everywhere over there ... taking Cock after Cock after Cock, where any Top in the area can see, watch, get in line if he wants to. A handful of them are (apparently) shy about being watched, and want to go to one of the many booths, but most bottoms know that showing off their hunger only attracts more loads. Sort of like the "iron filings to a magnet" example.

I had had my fair share of sexual encounters with Black men before I hooked up with SS, apparently not his real name. I didn’t know his name, and this never came up in our conversations. He was in his early 30s and had a slightly muscled built. I called him SS because Sketchy Sex was one of his favorite porn studios. Moaning twinks and jocks had their hands on each others’ bums, slap, slap; the cumdumps just could not be satiated with enough cocks in their mouths and arses. Sweat and spit were everywhere, and cum oozes out of the gaping hole right before another cock slipped in. This was the background sound for my first time having sex with SS on his living room couch. He started to stroke his cock watching the gangbang scene on the screen, and I undressed myself as well. “Do you do head?” he eyed my expectantly. My mouth was on his half-hard cock, which grew thicker and lengthier every second, reaching full erection and touching the bottom of my throat. SS had a cock on the girthier side even for a Black man, but it worked well for me by barely pushing my limit. One time, I tried to take the cock of a Nigerian Black man, and it simply did not work. My hole, for good or bad, was indeed a tight one in its physiology construction. The inner size-queen man slut of me craved for the biggest cock I could ever get, but it might not be a pleasant experience for either party. Back to SS, he left it mostly for myself to manage a rhythm of sucking his cock for a good few minutes before putting two hands on the back of my head. He then pushed with a gentle force that was enough to lock his erection inside my throat. I made some gagging sound, but he made three or four thrusts before releasing me. I took a moment to get my breath back and licked the shaft and balls. The pungent musky smell made me feel dirty and horny serving a man with my mouth. SS seemed to know that my hole was itching for action when he started to alternate between massaging the entrance and putting spit-lubed fingers in. “What position do you like?” he asked. I proposed doggy, a position easier for me to take a bigger cock. I also liked the psychological thrill to have someone mount me into submission, pounding my hole with the full weight of their body and using me like a faceless toy. The room between the couch and the coffee table did not allow a traditional doggy position. I kneed on the carpet with my one leg and left the other on the couch, further spreading my arse cheeks for a smoother entrance. Only smooth to an extent, given how big SS was. I already felt the pain when the tip was in, then more, and more. My hole was slowly getting stretched, and by the time the whole erection was pressing my gut, a blunt feeling of sore and pressure replaced the sharpness of pain. “Your arse is so tight. It feels so good. It’s squeezing my cock.” SS pressed his cock deep and firm on my prostate for a few seconds, taking a deep breath, and started to move, prudently in the beginning and then faster and faster. I had not had anything of SS’s size for a while. While it pleasured the inner slut of me tremendously to have a big Black cock churn my inside and utterly destroy my hole, I was rationally relieved that it turned out to be a shorter session. SS might have been genuinely complimenting my arse. It took him no more than five minutes before he alerted me that he was about to cum. Legs weak and mind clouded with both pain and pleasure, I murmured something generically slutty, like, “fill me up; unload in me. To be honest, I never really felt the “warm flows” of cum as many others claimed. What I did feel was the throbbing of vessels, the force a top used to lock his seeds deep in my unfortunately infertile womb, and how my tunnel was ever more lubed when the cock slipped out. SS surely left a generous load in me, only pulling out after a while, and his half-soft cock looked still so much bigger than mine, which was still hard. He passed me along a towel and went ahead to clean himself up. I loved it when a top did not even acknowledge my genitals, or my desire to release. I lost my only chance of orgasm if I did not cum on a top’s cock. My failure to do so did not merit the mind space of a top, whose business was done the second he shot his load into the cock sleeve. “That was just great. We should definitely do this again,” SS said while I was on my way out. I nodded and answered affirmatively. However, I was not expecting to receive a text from SS only an hour later, asking if I wanted to swallow another load from him. I would not usually refuse an offer like this, but I did have plans later that night. Also, I had to admit that I might need a little recovery time before my oral and rear holes were back to the optimal condition of service. “Tomorrow,” I texted back. The next day, SS pressed me so hard against the window while fucking me at the backseat of my car that I had a bruise. It had been drizzling for a whole day. The temperature dropped to uncomfortably cold, and the road was all gloomily dimly grey. SS directed me to the parking lot of a local park when I hit him up. “There was no one at the park in the rain,” he texted. My guess was that he just had had a hookup at the motel nearby. Another bottom comrade might have served this formidable Black cock and taken a load into their juicy arse. I waited for a few minutes at the parking lot until SS walked up from the direction of the motel. We got into the backseat, and he wasted no time to take his cock out. This time, I got to work that from scratch and feel the cock bulge from soft to rock hard. The smell was also more pungent, with a stronger trace of sweat and cum. I was not experienced in taking a dick on the backseat. I tossed and tumbled a bit to present a better angle to whore out my hole, getting more desperate by the second for being filled up, while SS applied more spit on his cock as lube. It was unexpectedly smooth how SS slipped his cock into my hole, with only our spit as lube. My tunnel must have got wet by itself with the anticipation. SS was moaning and murmuring how good it felt to fuck my wet hole. It seemed to excite him that he was on watch, since we were in the public, and I was pressed down on the seat. Someone did pass by at one point, and SS paused his movement until that person went away. “For a second, I think he’s going to come closer and watch us,” SS said with a chuckle. “It was so hot. I didn’t want to stop.” Then he was back in me right away. It was not long before he released. It was not much cum, as this was probably not the first load SS put into a bottom that day. He pulled up his joggers and got out of my car. I sat along at the backseat for another few minutes, until my legs stopped trembling entirely. I received a message from SS the next morning. He had left his keys in my car. I told him that I could dropped them off at his place after work. “Cool. We can fuck then,” he texted back.

I heard the escorts sing song voice as I noticed his canoe slicing through the crystal mirror surface of the morning lake. He was heading to our campsite. "Good morning silver fox daddy. I hope you slept half as well as I did. Mmmm, mmmm, the erotic dreams your sperm in my ass inspired. I can write a dozen new porn scripts. " I gently called back; "I was so spent I slept like a baby. And our drunken baby is still asleep. " I encourage the escort to lower his voice with a finger to my lips. He was now ashore and spoke more quietly. "Speaking of which, I brought a thermos of freshly brewed coffee to help with his hangover. You want some." "Thanks, I hadn't gotten to that yet. " As we silently enjoyed our first cup and the beautiful wilderness view of the early hours, the zipper on my tent opened and out crawled the naked hitchhiker with a raging hard on. The escort was first to speak; "Well you can't be too drunk to emerge with that beauty. Why not come over here. I'll pour you some coffee and give you some relief with my mouth all at the same time. " "Thanks, I'll take the coffee. But remember, I want to unload this in your statuesqe ass." It was my turn to speak; "Hmmm, he remembers what we were talking about. He couldn't have been as drunk as he seemed. " "Oh, I remember all right." He said as he did a beautiful full body stretch and yawn. "I have been thinking I was being drunk and selfish. Of course it's only fair I'd only get your ass if I was willing to give up mine. " There was surprise in the escorts voice; "Hold on cowboy, be careful what you're offering. " "Yeah, I know. You're huge. Besides, I owe ... what do you call him ... silver fox a turn first, if he wants one. We only make one trip through this life and I don't want to pass up a new experience, it may not come my way again. Please don't take this the wrong way silver fox , but I'd rather start small, or smaller, 'cause your cock is a considerable size when I think of taking it up there." I laughed; "No offense taken. Besides I'd love a chance to take your cherry ... your anal virginity. You do realize non of us have condoms out here." "Oh pops ... I'm a young cheating straight dude ...I don't go anywhere without protection ... it's the only way to land the women. But don't worry, I want the 'full meal deal' if I'm gonna do this. Raw cock fuckin my ass and the feel of you ejaculating deep inside me. And after pops has broken me in I swear I'm going to take your stalion cock and escort load. I'm more than willing to service you for the honour of breeding such a fuckin hot masculine stud." "Well silver fox, looks like we should get this one drunk more often if he wakes up this inspired. " said the escort. Nothing happened right away. We had a very leisurely breakfast, lazily paddled around the lake, even went for a bit of a naked hike and picnic lunch before someone suggested it was time for a skinny dip. We had a good natured wrestle and frolic in the refreshing water. When I felt myself getting excited I slipped in behind the hitchhiker hugging him from behind. He felt my cock bumping his backside and reached down to give it a good natured squeeze saying, "Sure! This seems as good a time as any. " Then chequed with the escort. "Are you OK if we do this now?" The escorts face grinned like a Cheshire cat and I soon found his growing member snaking between my legs. The hitchhiker; "I guess that's a yes?" The escort; "Water makes great lube. " The head of my hardon breached the hitchhiker's hole. "Fuck ... that hurts ... pull out please!" The escort calmly coached; "Just breath easy. Don't panic, daddy knows what he's doing. Just breath with me." Slowly the hitchhiker's panic subside and he began to match the escorts rhythm. My attention was consumed by breathing myself as the super hard stalion cock started to invade my vulnerable hole. "That’s it silver fox, breath with us." Soon the hitchhiker's ass sucked my cock in balls deep. "Fuck yeah, fuck me pops." The escort chose this moment to plunge more deeply into me. I gasped to accommodate him, but his deeper and deeper thrusts pounded my raw member more deeply into the hitchhiker. Soon neither of us could get enough. "Fuckin awesome pops. This is so fuckin amazing. Nothing so fuckin wrong has ever felt so fuckin right. Fuck my straight ass man, fuck me ..." The water was stirred into quite a furious commotion as our sandwich fuck continued. My breathing became more ragged and the hitchhiker noticed the familiar theme. "Yeah pops, you're getting close I can tell ... don't hold back ... give it to me. " I questioned between panting "Where ... do you want me ...to . . cum ?" "Breed me pops. Don't pull out. I need you to cum in me .... yeah .... fuckin A ... yeah .... just like that ." After my five convulsions in the hitchhiker's ass the escort whispered in my ear. "You got him loosened up and lubed ,let me take your place. " As I pulled out the hitchhiker said, "Fuck, not yet pops. I love you in there. " He hadn't finished these words and the escorts massive head had breached his hole. As he realized what was about to happen panic set in and he cried; "Fuck No! Not now. I'm not ready!" "Just breath with me, we've got this " the calm escort voice coached. "Oh Fuuccckkk me. " "That’s the plan ... you needn't think I'm missing out on this freshly picked cherry. You're giving up your ass virginity to both of us. That's the plan you laid out before breakfast. " "Ok fuck, but promise me you 'll go slow. That thing feels like it's ripping me appart. " "Just breath in, breath out ... long calm breaths. ... that's it baby, just let me work it in. It's gonna feel better when it's deeper .... yeah, you got this. " "Oh my fuckin God. How did that happen? You feel amazing in there. FUCK. I need you to fuck me. " And fuck they did. At first from behind in the water. Then doggie style in the shallow water, then missionary on the shore. "Fuck me man. Fuck me harder, harder. I can't get enough!" I could tell the escort stalion was getting close to climax, so could the hitchhiker. "No, don't cum yet. I need more, don't stop. The escort drove in deep and threw his head back. "Fffuuucccckkkkk!!!!" growled out from the depths of his toes. The hitchhiker had a hands free climax and the two took three full minutes to regain their equilibrium. When he finally stood up he said "Holy fuckin shit! That was amazing! I know I'm still straight, or bi or fuck it something, but that was bar non the best fuckin sex I've ever had. Holy fuckin God. I'm straight and I've got two fresh loads in my ass ... I love it .... I've never felt more powerful and free. God damn I love fuckin sex! Both your loads ... awesome! Thank you!" .... to be continued.

I’ve never had an interest in eating it, but I do use it to lubricate my hole right before it’s filled with more cum. Never need to buy/use actual lube.

i don't think it's actual, well thought out, rational validation many look for or even understand cognitively. i think most of what passes for validation or affirmation is often false. The saying: "image is everything" comes to mind (there was even a clever ad campaign for Canon cameras that used it). We are subtly, and not so subtly, conditioned from early age to behave in a fashion that gets us approval and affirmation. Whether it's who and how we are, i think, often is pushed to the side... or even unknown. Approval, validation, affirmation are often given to a projected image and the real person remains afraid and unseen, unknown. Instead, many live on image approval and validation, which proves unsubstantial long run, because the real person remains hidden and alone. i don't think much of what passes as validation is rational, but emotional and unsubstantial... a fix of sorts, self medication. i know, i'm a ray of sunshine lol. It's a big topic for me because i am forever looking to connect with the real person, to hopefully help them feel safe and wanted enough that they feel free to show me their real self. Not an easy feat. People are afraid, and people often don't even know their hidden parts, or how to articulate them.

An AR bullet just grazing his ear has always sounded fishy to me. However, reputable sources have thrown cold water on the teleprompter rumor. Apparently both teleprompters were intact after shooting. FBI director Wray mentioned possible shrapnel. I know nothing about ballistics, but there’s discussion it could have been bullet fragment. Nevertheless, the incident was deplorable.

I'm starting to suspect his ear was injured when he dove/was pushed down for cover. That doesn't make it any less of an assassination attempt, but it is no where near as hyperbolic as a bullet or shrapnel wound. In fact it is pretty much the last thing he would want to admit to.

Chapter 4 – All Aboard Chapters 1 through 3 tell about a session with Matt, a long-time buddy of mine. He wanted to treat me for my birthday, and it has been a great treat. We partied, fisted, and had me on a fuck machine. Brett joined us first, and then his husband, Chad. Chad just fisted me in the sling, and Brett and Matt are fisting each other on the bed. Chad and I watched the other guys fist each other. It was clear that they were in their own world, each wrapped up in the sensations they were delivering and feeling themselves. While getting my ass worked over is awesome, it’s really arousing to see other guys play in their holes too. “How about a chariot ride?” asked Chad. The other guys paused in their actions as they considered the idea. It sounded fun to me. They agreed and pulled out of each other’s holes. We all decided that Matt would fist Chad and me; Brett was going to watch for a while. Who knew how long it would take Brett to get involved? So, Chad and I got on all fours with our asses facing Matt. I was on the right, and Chad was on the left. Matt started to add lube to his hands while Brett applied some Slam Dunk to our holes. First, Matt wanted to sink his hand into Chad. Chad told us that he doesn’t bottom often and would need some time to be opened up. Matt began sliding some fingers in Chad’s ass, eliciting some moans from him. Not to be outdone, Brett began to mimic the activities on my ass. My hole was way more ready than Chad’s, so Brett slipped in quickly. He leisurely fisted me while he watched Matt open up Chad’s hole. Matt took his time getting Chad ready. He used all four fingers on him to let him adjust to the sensation of being filled and then added his thumb. He didn’t go all the way in; rather, he told Chad to let him know when he was ready to take it all. It didn’t take long for Chad to say, “Stick it in me,” and Matt slid in up to his knuckles. More maneuvering was required to get Matt buried in Chad’s ass. Matt knew he’d be able to fist me deep pretty quickly, but he’d need to go slower on Chad. Once they were comfortable, Matt pushed Brett’s hand away from my ass. Brett left my hole and moved around to the front of us. I grabbed his cock and stuck it in my mouth, working it over with my tongue and lips. At the same time, Matt sunk his hand into my ass, slipping it in with ease. Now, he was fisting both of us. Chad looked over at me sucking on Brett’s cock and smiled again. I let Brett’s dick out of my mouth and leaned towards Chad so we could kiss. It’s so connecting when you have a guy filling both asses, and the guys are making out at the same time. We must have been kissing for a while because I felt Brett’s cock on my cheek. Chad and I started sucking Brett, both of us working his dick while we got fisted. Matt was going deep on me. I hoped he was being gentler on Chad, but I figured Chad would say something if he needed a break. In unspoken agreement, Chad and I both moved back from Brett’s cock. The position was not conducive to long-term sucking, and we needed to focus on what Matt was doing. Chad and I settled in for a nice fisting from Matt. Brett had moved away, and we later found out that he was eating Matt’s hole while he was fisting ours. When I proposed a fist train, they all agreed. Chad’s ass needed a short break, so he was at the rear of the train. He was fisting me again. I was fisting Brett, who was fisting Matt. It was awesome to be taking and giving a fist at the same time. After a while, we moved Matt to the back so that he was now fisting Chad, who’d had a little time to recover. Brett was getting fisted but had no one to fist. We rotated through so that we all got a chance to be in each position. Eventually, legs got tired, and we had to break it up. They had all gone deep inside me again, and even though my legs were tired, my ass was ready for more. Once we were all disconnected, we collapsed on the bed. Brett wanted to smoke more, so he pulled out the pipe that Chad had brought and fired it up. Their stuff was good, so I only needed a few hits to revive my high. As we passed the pipe, we were also fondling and stroking each other. The constant contact was exhilarating and got me excited for more play. We also had some more beverages, this time without any G. I wanted to get Chad in the sling. The idea of seeing this hairy behemoth with his legs spread wide and his hole open to the world was exciting for me. He got in and settled in. I sat on the chair at the foot of the sling and took in the view. His hairy hole looked amazing, with the lube matting all the hair down around it. I lubed up and used fingers from both hands to probe his hole. He had been fisted in the chariot and the train, but I still had not been inside him. This time, it was my turn. I looked up at him to see if he was ready for my hand. He nodded, and I slipped my hand inside his ass. His hole was warm and ready. He took my hand easily, and I was in just past my wrist. I flexed my hand around inside him and used my fingers to travel across the walls of his ass. I also added in some twisting motion, enjoying watching his hairs glide through the lube on my arm. Once we had settled into a comfortable position, I began some back-and-forth motions. Never pulling all the way out, I would let my knuckles expand his hole as I pulled back. I rubbed across his prostate several times, each time prompting a moan to escape from his lips. Remembering what he did to my ass, I told him that I wanted him to ride my arm. I stood up and braced my arm against my stomach since he would probably be putting a good amount of force into sliding on my arm. Once we were in a good position, Chad braced his feet on the frame and started to swing the sling, sliding his ass back and forth on my arm. He started out with a small swing but worked up to a pretty intense depth. He even pulled far back a few times, causing my hand to leave his hole. The repeat insertions always got him groaning with pleasure, so the next time he did it, I made a fist with my hand. When he tried to slide back down, he realized what I had done. He grinned at me and picked up the poppers. After taking a few good huffs, he pushed down, and my fist popped into his ass. This caused a serious amount of groaning and flexing, with him really riding my arm. He pulled back to take my fist a few more times before he finally collapsed back with my arm deep inside him. “Sit down”, he told me. When I went to sit, I discovered that one of the other guys had put a dildo on the chair. One of them was holding it, and I maneuvered my hole to the tip of the toy and started to slide down. Fuck, this was the knot dildo from earlier! When I got to the knot, I took a deep breath and pushed my ass out, and easily took the knot. When Chad saw me sitting on the chair, he said, “Cool, now we’re both fucked.” His evil grin was everything to me. I continued to fist Chad and grind my ass on the dildo. It was attached to the seat with a suction cup, so I could swivel my ass around on it and move up and down. The up-and-down movement was more difficult with my fist in Chad, so I focused on more side-to-side motions. It was fun to be fisting someone and have a huge dildo in my own hole. Chad was tiring out. He asked me to pull out and said that he doesn’t get fisted very often. “Fuck that; I think that’s only the second or third time I’ve seen you take a fist,” exclaimed his husband. Chad was quite good at it, regardless. I broke the suction on the dildo so that it would stay inside when I stood up. It was long, so the feeling was intense when I was standing with it embedded in my ass. I helped Chad out of the sling and then wrapped him in a big hug. “Thank you for this,” I whispered in his ear. We walked over to the bed and cuddled together. After a bit, Chad said that he and Brett needed to leave. We tried to get them to stay and play more, but it was late, and they had things to do in the morning. They had bothered Ubered over so they could go home together. Before leaving, Brett pulled two twenty-dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them to Matt. I thought it was thanks for the drinks and supplies, but it served another purpose. They left and Matt and I hung out on the bed for a bit. He decided to put me back on the rim seat with a different, bigger dildo on it. Of course, the knot was still in me, so he slowly pulled it out of my ass. Then, he got the machine set up under the chair, loaded it up with a new dildo, and I sat on it. Matt held onto the remote to control the fuck. He started out slow, but I knew that there was lots more to come.

Chapter 3 – Enter Chad Chapters 1 and 2 recount a session with my friend Matt. We partied, and then he fisted me. He had me riding a fuck machine when Brett joined us. Brett also fisted me, and they have me back in the sling, getting worked over by the fuck machine. Brett’s husband, Chad, is on his way to join us. We took a small break while we waited for Chad to arrive. They stopped the fuck machine, but the dildo on it was still inside my ass. Matt went and got some drinks for all of us, and we were just hanging out and talking as we waited. Since I was still in the sling, Matt gave me a cup with a lid and straw so I could easily drink the liquid he provided. They both had plastic tumblers. I was pretty parched from the exertion and quickly drank what was in my cup. After a while, I started to feel that ethereal, swirly feeling. “Was there some G in that?” I asked Matt. He nodded and told me that he wanted me to be at my peak horniness all weekend. He was definitely achieving that. I realized that I was swinging the sling back and forth so that I could ride the dildo. When they stopped the fuck machine, they made sure that the dildo was deep in my ass. Now, I was using the sling to move back and forth on the toy. Brett saw what I was doing and laughed as he grabbed the remote. I squirted some more J Lube on the toy, and around my ass, then he turned the machine on. It was a slow but deep pace that he set. I was enjoying it a lot and was wrapped up in my own feelings when I next looked over at the two of them on the bed. Brett was on all fours, and Matt had his hand in Brett’s ass. I was pleased to see that Brett’s hole was surrounded by some hair. His ass was mostly smooth otherwise, but he had a nice patch right around his hole. I love a hairy hole since it looks so awesome as the hairs drag through the lube on a cock, toy, or fist. They were doing this to put on a show for me, too, so I sat up as much as I could in the sling to enjoy the show. Brett’s phone pinged. “He’s here,” he said when he read the message. Matt pulled out, wiped off his hand, and went down the hall to answer the door. Brett grabbed a nearby dildo, lubed it up, and shoved it in his ass. He was fucking his ass with it when Matt returned with Chad. Chad took in the surroundings, and I took in Chad. He was taller than all of us and very well-built. He was hairy all over, had a dense beard, and a nice-looking cock. His hairy chest was well-defined and narrowed down to that hot V shape as it got closer to his dick. He was uncut and looked to be well hung. He walked over to Brett and bent forward to kiss him, showing us his firm, hairy ass. Fuck, he was hot! “Thanks for inviting me over. Looks like you boys have been having some fun.” We were having fun, and I got the impression that it was about to be amped up to be even more fun. Chad trailed his fingers down Brett’s chest, gave the dildo in his ass a tug, and chuckled. Next, he walked over to the sling and took in the fuck machine plowing my ass. “You like that?” he asked. I nodded. “How about the real thing?” I nodded again. Matt turned the machine off and then slid it away from the sling. My hole was gaping and dripping lube. “So fucking hot,” Chad muttered as he slid his cock into me. It went in easily. He slid all the way in and held it there. He looked down at me and said, “You ready to be fucked and bred?” Again, I could only nod my agreement. This hairy stud was going to leave his cum in my ass, and I was excited to find out what else he wanted to do with me. He was grinding his cock into my ass, not really moving in and out much. He was using my ass to massage his cock. I flexed my ass to add to the massage. “This ass is hungry,” he growled. With that, he started to move in and out, slowly at first, then he picked up speed. He varied the speed and depth, and I moved around in the sling to give him some different angles. At one point, he suggested I do some poppers. Always happy to oblige, I took a few snorts from the bottle and prepared for the rush. When it hit, I moved down a bit in the sling to give him better access to my ass. I also reached down and spread my ass. Feeling his pubes crashing against my hole was sexy, and I was squirming around as he pounded me. He was fucking at a fast pace and was covered in sweat. He looked so hot as he mercilessly drove his cock in and out of my ass. Chad slowed down as he saw that the poppers were wearing off. He fucked me gently now, just moving his cock in smaller motions. Soon, he asked me if I wanted his load. I told him to breed my ass. “Do some poppers now, and then I’ll flood your ass with cum”. Fuck, he knew how to turn me on! I grabbed the poppers and greedily sucked in the fumes. Chad went animalistic on my ass then, pounding me with no stopping and no relief. Then he cried out, “I’m gonna cum!” before driving his cock as deep in me as he could. I could feel the spasming of his dick as he dumped his load into me. There were a few good squirts, and he kept moving his cock around as he distributed the cum throughout my ass. He looked down at me and said, “That was great!” I told him that I agreed. Chad slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. Lube and cum leaked out of my hole before Brett shoved a butt plug in me. “Let’s let that cum steep in your ass”, he growled. That was fine with me. Once Chad had recovered, he said that he wanted to get spun. Matt pulled out the pipe, and Chad asked, “Do you guys slam?” Matt said we did, and Chad pulled out his kit. He had a few points ready and started to prep. Meanwhile, Matt produced some points that he had prepared for the two of us. Chad was going to self-admin, and they decided that Matt would then take care of me since Chad wanted to be fisting me while we were both rushing from the T. I didn’t hear how Brett and Matt were going to manage, but I knew they would be OK. Matt came over to me with the necessary items and prepared my arm. The plan was that he would release it into me right after Chad did his slam. That way, Chad would be ready to fist me while he was still rushing, and I had just been slammed. So, Chad did his point, coughed, and then started lubing his hands. His hands and arms were covered in dark hair, which I find very sexy. Just after he finished, Matt sunk the plunger on my point, filling my body with T. I coughed a few times and then started to push my ass out, visibly inviting Chad inside. He put his hand at my ass, and I slid down a little in the sling to swallow him up to his wrist. We were both flying from the slams, and he pulled out and entered me with his fist. He went in deep, getting about half of his thick and hairy arm inside me. When he pulled back, I could see the hair on his arm was all matted down with lube. Chad was really intense when he was fisting me. I enjoyed watching him focus on my ass as he was sending amazing sensations through my body. With the amount of drugs floating through my body, it was difficult to focus on anything by my ass and how amazing it felt. When Chad looked up at me, his sparkling blue eyes at pinpoints, and smiled, I melted back onto his hand, letting him get even deeper into my ass. He was well into my colon, using his fingers to rub and massage there. His hand felt amazing inside me, and I just wanted to get him in deeper and deeper. I was using my muscles to expand my ass so that he could go as deep as he wanted. “Fuck, I’m in up to my elbow!” he said, excitedly. I could only smile as he probed my depths. He was as deep, if not deeper, than anyone had even been in my ass. This hot, hairy, handsome stud was fisting me, and all I wanted to do was open my ass for him. I looked over at the bed and saw Brett’s hand buried in Matt’s ass. Matt was hanging his ass off the side of the bed, and Brett was on the floor, driving his hand in and out of Matt’s hairy hole. Looking down, I saw that Brett was sitting on a dildo, too, moving up and down on it as he plowed Matt’s hole. That meant that Chad was the only one who didn’t have anything in his ass. I looked down at him and said, “You should have your ass filled now too.” I didn’t know if he was versatile, but he agreed and said, “Tell me what you want to put in me.” I pointed to a medium-sized butt plug, and Chad picked it up and passed it to me, along with the lube. I lubed up the plug, but Chad would need to pull out of my ass so that I could insert this plug in him. We agreed that he would pull out of me, come to the head of the sling, and bend over so that I could shove the plug in him. So, he slowly moved out of my ass and then stood up. It took a moment for him to get his bearings before he walked up to the head of the sling. His cock was all shiny with lube and cum from earlier, and then he turned around to present his ass to me. It was a glorious ass. Two firm globes covered in a dark coating of hair. He reached back and spread his cheeks, exposing his sweet hole, which was ringed with even more hair. I placed the plug at his opening and told him to suck it in. He leaned back, and the plug slid into him. I twisted it around to ensure that it was properly seated, and I also got to enjoy looking at his ass some more. Once we were satisfied, he went back to the chair. He added more lube to his hand and told me that his fists were going in. I nodded my agreement, and he inserted his left fist into my ass. Chad spent a bit of time moving his left fist through my ass. Then, he pulled it out and quickly shoved in his right fist. This was his dominant hand, and it’s always surprising when I can tell the difference in size. This was a case where the size variance was obvious! He pulled the right fist out, put the left one in, and so on. He was punchfisting my ass, and I was begging for more. He slowed down on the insertions and went for more depth each time. He was able to get each one of his fists in me to my second hole, but a fist wasn’t going to maneuver the bend. Chad stood up then. He told me that he wanted me to fuck myself on his arm. Fuck yeah! This is always fun since I get to control the action. I hooked my feet around the sling's uprights and used those to swing myself back and forth. Chad held his arm out in front of him and let me slide onto it. He also added some more lube while he was standing there, which made everything more slippery. I considered doing some poppers when Brett said, “Make him do some poppers!” I didn’t know which of us he was referring to, so I picked up the bottle and offered it to Chad. He took a few hits and passed it to me. I did a short hit in each nostril, then took a deep huff, which I held for as long as possible. The purple eye was back! This time, there was a fist right in front of me that I could slide in and out of my ass. I rocked back and forth a bit, but I really wanted to feel those long, deep strokes that come when my ass is fully open and available. So, I drew back until Chad’s hand was barely inside me, then slowly pushed myself forward on his arm. I was so aroused that I kept pushing even when he reached my second hole. I shifted a little to my right to let his hand pass through. Chad sensed what was happening and extended his fingers out from the fist. His fingers passed through the curve and were back in my colon. I took some time flexing my ass and writhing around on his fingers, letting them stroke all my inner walls. He, too, was flexing some, and the feelings were magical. Spun on out T and G, with poppers controlling my brain, I rode those fingers like the ass pig I am. When the poppers rush wore off, I moved off Chad’s arm. He sat back down on the sling, jerking back up a little when he hit the plug that was still in his ass. We gazed at each other and smiled, knowing that something special had just happened between us. I looked over at the bed and motioned for Chad to turn around. Matt and Brett had navigated themselves into a position where they could each fist the other. That gave me an idea about making a fist train.

Chapter 2 –Machine, Man, Machine Chapter 1 describes a birthday celebration with Matt. He and I have played together a lot, and he is giving me a special weekend session that he controls. He slammed me earlier, fucked me with a dildo, then his hand. Now, he’s added a booty bump to my ass and is waiting while it melts. I was on the sling, feeling the sweet burning of a melting shard deep in my ass. I could already feel some of the effects of the additional T but I had no idea how big this shard was, so it could be melting for a lot longer. Matt was working the apps, and seemed to have found someone interested in joining us. “This guy wants to come over, but it’ll be a while,” he said. “We’ve got all weekend”, I replied. “Yeah, but your ass is already opened up, and I want it to stay that way. I’ve got a few other guys I’m talking to, so I can’t give it the attention it needs.” “I could shove a dildo or butt plug up there,” I suggested. “Or, you could use the fuck machine,” Matt pondered. He went over to his rim chair and set up the fuck machine right under the seat. He picked out a nice-sized dildo, lubed it up, and attached it to the machine. Then, he helped me out of the sling and walked me over to the machine. I sat down on the rim seat and took the tip of the dildo into my ass. This toy was bigger than the knot dildo, but it was smooth all the way down. It would certainly stretch my opening when it got deep into my ass. We got the machine angled properly, and Matt turned it on. By now, the shard had dissolved completely, and I was feeling the effects of all the T. Matt placed a bottle of poppers near me but told me I could only use them when he told me to. The well-lubed dildo was driving deep into me, but I could rise a little on the rim seat to control the depth. Matt had it set to a relatively slow speed, and it felt good as it steadily fucked my needy ass. Matt went back to the bed and picked up his phone. I was sitting on the rim seat, taking the dildo in my ass and enjoying myself. “Poppers,” Matt commanded. I obligingly picked up the brown bottle and took two deep hits. I recapped it and put it down. When they hit, I sunk all the way down on the rim seat, letting the dildo go deeper into my ass. At the same time, Matt used the wireless controller to increase the speed of the machine, so I was now getting fucked faster and deeper than before. It felt amazing, and I started to push my ass even further down on the dildo as it rose into me. “Again”, growled Matt. I knew that he meant more poppers, and I knew that meant that I was going to go wild on the dildo. Two more deep hits, and I was in heat. The glowing purple poppers eye was all that I could see, and I reached down to spread my ass even more as the machine pumped the toy into my ass. At one point, I lifted my feet off the floor so that the dildo could go even deeper, but it was hard to stay stable that way. But the dildo was pummeling my ass, and I was determined to ride it long and hard. “OK, pig. That dildo needs more lube”, said Matt. He came over to the rim seat, stopped the fuck machine, and had me get up. I just leaned forward so that he could apply more lube to the dildo so my ass was exposed. Matt put some lube on the toy and then shoved a few fingers in my ass. “Yeah, this hole is getting ready for a lot of action”, he said. Then, he put one hand on my shoulder and used the other to stabilize the dildo. He lowered me onto the toy and started it up again. This time, I made sure that my ass was as far down in the rim seat as it could be so that I could take as much of the dildo in me as possible. Matt had me do more poppers before he walked away. He told me that he was going to the kitchen and would be back. But, before he left, he pointed out the camera that was aimed at my ass, telling me that he’d know if I got off the dildo at any point. I think he knew I had no desire to stop, but the thrill of being in control and knowing that he was watching turned him on. “Poppers,” demanded Matt as he walked out the door. I took two snorts again and went into the poppers haze, with all my focus on the activity in my ass. When I came out of it, I was leaning up against that wall behind the rim seat with my legs in the air, letting my ass sink down even more as the toy mercilessly pounded my ass. I sat that way for a while, letting the dildo deep into my ass. This toy was quite thick, so it was also stretching out my hole. Hopefully, there would be a lot more things going in it so I wanted the access to be as easy as possible. While Matt was away, he increased the speed of the fuck machine again. At this point, it was really giving my ass a workout. I did some more poppers again and spread my ass wide, letting the fuck machine plumb my deepest areas. When I came down from the poppers, I realized that Matt was back in the room, watching me. He had two glasses in his hands, and he handed me one and said, “Drink this.” I knew that there was some G in the drink and happily swallowed it down. I didn’t need the G to make me any more relaxed or piggy, but I was up for anything. Matt let the machine fuck me some more, giving the G time to take effect. I started to feel like all that mattered was getting my ass filled and stretched in any way possible. My hole was well lubricated by the dildo, and I was now stretching it open even more by sticking a few fingers from each hand in alongside the dildo. Matt was clearly liking what he was seeing and was varying the speed of the dildo from his remote. Matt’s phone pinged with a message, and he left the room after reading it. He had left the fuck machine on at a pretty high speed, and I was riding the wave of sensation in my ass when he returned with another guy. The new guy was named Brett. He was naked except for a cock ring that attached to a harness around his chest. He was handsome, looked to be in his 40s, and had a smooth, well-defined chest and a nice hefty cock. His cock was surrounded by a nice bush, and his balls were hanging low. Brett watched me for a while, so I decided to put on a show for him. I leaned back against the wall and lifted my legs again so that he could see the dildo plundering my ass. I spread my ass open with my hands and used my fingers to stroke alongside the dildo. Based on Brett’s cock’s reaction, he liked what he was seeing. He walked over and checked out my hole, running his fingers along the perimeter while the dildo was still fucking me. “Oh yeah, this will be fun,” he commented. Matt and Brett decided to blow some clouds while I was getting plowed. They were doing some shotgunning, too, and shared some with me. Between the slam, the booty bump, the G, and the poppers, I was up for anything. Once they were feeling good, Brett walked over to me again. His cock was leaking some precum, so I leaned forward to take him into my mouth. This put my ass at a totally new angle and let the dildo probe new areas. I groaned as I sucked in his cock. I licked and sucked him for a while until he said that he wanted to fist me. Brett handed the remote to Matt so that he could control the machine while Brett lubed up his hands. When he was ready, he told Matt to stop the machine so that we could remove the dildo. I thought he wanted me in the sling, so I moved to get up. “Nope. Stay where you are,” ordered Brett. Then, Matt moved the fuck machine out of the way, and Brett laid down on the floor, putting his hand in the air under the rim seat. “Ride my arm,” directed Brett. I was happy to obey. I lowered my ass onto his waiting hand. He had it in the duck position but had switched over to a fist. His hand was bigger than either of Matt’s, but my open ass was ready for anything. As I slid down, he twisted his fist around inside me. I kept going down, taking as much of his arm as I could. Once I bottomed out, he told me to fuck myself on his arm. I raised my ass up, and then lowered it down again. Each time that I went down on his arm, I pushed out so that I could take more of him in me. His hand felt amazing inside me. There’s always something special about taking a fist from a new guy. I looked down at Brett, and he was clearly enjoying himself too. When I was fully impaled on Brett’s arm, Matt put his hand on my shoulder to hold me in place. With his other hand, he placed the poppers under my nose. I closed the other nostril and took three deep hits. I knew things would get wild when they hit, so I grabbed the bars on either side of the rim chair and started to ride Brett’s arm. Now, I was twisting and moving around as I slid up and down on his hand. He was getting deep inside me on each down stroke, and I was letting his fist leave my ass on the up stroke. This meant that he entered my ass again and again as I was enjoying the flush from the poppers. Coupled with the T and G, my ass was needy beyond belief. I looked down and saw that a lot of fluid had leaked out of my cock. I didn’t know if I had an orgasm or if this was just a lot of precum, but it was exciting either way. The liquid was dripping through my jock and forming a puddle on the floor. Matt fed me some more poppers as I was coming down from the initial rush. Damn, my ass felt astounding! I was taking a new guy’s fist and was totally focused on the sensations inside my hole. I rode Brett for all I was worth. Eventually, I slowed down and finally just sat on his fist, lodging it deep inside me. Brett was exploring around a bit and working on my second hole. This position was not ideal for that sort of penetration, so I suggested we move back to the sling. They helped me up and walked me over to the sling. Matt had me step out of my jock. Once they got me situated, Brett sat on the chair at the base of the sling and started to massage my gape. Matt walked over to the bed and returned with a freshly filled pipe and the torch. He had me blow a few clouds, then fed some more to Brett. He, of course, smoked some more, too. Brett, meanwhile, had lubed up his hands again. He placed his fist at my hole and leaned forward to drive his hand into my ass. After all the earlier work, it went in smoothly. He opened his hand once he was deep inside and started looking for the bend that would let him go deeper. I was moaning in ecstasy as he worked over my ass and gasped when he finally moved past the curve. He kept slowly crawling his fingers forward, getting deep inside my colon. It felt amazing, and he looked excited by what he was doing. He spent a good bit of time inside my deepest areas. He would pull back, never taking his hand all the way out, before pushing back in again. He was slow and deliberate with his movements since he knew that some suction had likely built up inside me. This was a guy who knew how to use a fist on an ass! He pulled his hand all the way out after probing my colon. Now, he placed his other hand at my hole. This one was fisted, too, and it was his larger, dominant hand. My ass wrapped around his fist as it slid into me. I was flexing my ass with the pleasure that I was feeling, and my cock again pumped out a load of fluid. Matt was there to lick it up and then sucked my cock into his mouth, eking out the last few drops. Brett extracted his right hand and plunged in again with his left. He alternated hands like this for a while. At one point, he sunk one of his hands in and commanded me to snort some poppers. I was seriously fucked up at this point, and the poppers just made me piggier. Once they hit and he started pounding my ass with both hands, I was yelling for him to wreck my ass. Eventually, Brett said that he was tiring out. Matt suggested that he bring the fuck machine over to the sling, and they could watch me get fucked by it. Brett agreed, and they brought the machine to the base of the sling. A larger dildo was put on it this time, and this one had some bumps and ridges on it. It took a bit of adjustment to get it set to the best angle for fucking me, but they got it done. Once we were all satisfied with the setup, they moved back to the bed and watched me get deeply fucked by the toy on the machine. They were smoking, too, and I was happy to put on a show for them. Brett ended up sitting on Matt’s face, getting his ass rimmed while watching me get mine fucked. Then Brett said, “Damn, my husband would love this.” “Invite him over,” I replied. Matt grunted his approval, so Brett called his husband and told him to join us. While he was on the phone, he was still getting rimmed by Matt, and I was still getting plowed by the fuck machine.

Largest diameter...4 1/2" Longest...22" Only use poppers and alcohol...

A few of my favorites...

today's session with various bottles of poppers and some ff porn

My 2 newest toys and recent favorites. About 3.5" and 3" Diameter, love the feeling of them drilling me on my Hismith.

Ok, if you insist....

I've got a small army of silicone friends.

I wish I could have a huge fist dildo. But my wife doesn't know I like getting fucked and fisted. So I used objects.

Picture it. 2005. My spouse and I, 20 years of togetherness. Both of us are HIV neg. We bareback each other, and are generally monogamous except for when we play together (or on my occasional side trysts to the ABS or sex grounds at the local park). Anyhow, we were on vacation In Hawaii, specifically in Oahu. Vacation means, well, vacation. On the occasions I can get my usually-very-vanilla-husband to do anything different, vacation can be a good time, especially as we are both more relaxed when away from home. I’m definitely the kinkier, and likely the hornier of the two of us, so I had done my research. In the past when traveling we've visited sex clubs in New York, Prague, Hong Kong, and Dallas, but on this occasion, when driving across Oahu, I suggested we stop at an adult bookstore in Wahiawa about which I had read interesting reviews. As it was mid-day, I thought it might be a long shot, but as the place was quite literally on our route around the island, there wasn't any downside to stopping in. Upon entering the place we found the typical ABS set up: a register with some retail shelves up front, and in back there was a small hallway off of which was a line of doors for each of the numerous individual viewing booths. The place was small and clean, but it was empty. So we waited. After some time we heard some movement and the soundtrack from a video emanating from the only occupied booth. So we waited so more. After some more time, I was getting bored, especially knowing we had a relatively busy day planned, so I suggested to my spouse "Hey, why don’t we go into adjoining booths, and I’ll blow you through the glory hole in between the two booths?" He liked that idea, probably because I don't usually particularly enjoy sucking his dick as he almost never comes that way, so it turns-out feeling too much like work, or sort of like what I imagined foreplay with a woman would be like. In any event I don't often blow him, but under the circumstances it seemed like the best way to salvage the visit, and, after all, fair is fair. He goes in the booth at the end of the hall, and I slip into the next one, still no one in sight. I scrape the chair out of my way and I’m down on my knees. He unzips, pulls his flaccid dick out, puts his crotch to the hole. Mine for the taking. I hear him pressing buttons trying to find a video he likes. I don’t care what’s on my screen. There’s a gay movie on and the moaning and sex sounds are perfect. God I love these places. My bf likes to be blown slow, especially at first. So I fondle his dick. I smell it. I take his balls in my palm and pull forward on his dick, nuzzling it with my nose and making it grow. As his shaft lengthens, I can get the head in my mouth, ever so gently. I go to work on that spot on the underside, right where the head, the shaft, and the hole all come together. No man can resist that. I swirl my tongue around it and feel his erection fill out fully hard. Now I can really get that dick wet. I wrap my teeth with my lips and slide all the way down, getting it slippery with spit. He’s not a big pre-cummer my bf. So I bang the back of my throat a little as I’m gently going up and down on it. I want some of my throat snot to get things really viscous. His dick is getting harder, wetter, and more into a rhythm going in and out of my mouth. Oh yeah we are getting somewhere. . . Not too long and I get a little light flash in the corner of my eye. I hear a door behind me close and the partition superstructure shake. I pull off my bf’s dick to look. There behind me in the glory hole to the booth on the other side of mine is this face. HOLY FUCK. It’s this jarhead face. Gone in a second. FUCK MAN! HOT SOLDIER BOY. There are some sort of barracks near here aren’t there? My heart skipped a beat. That haircut never lies. I imagine one of dozens of tumblr pictures - a soldier boy, in the desert, waving a gun, dick out, friend taking a pic of it. FUCK man THINK FAST. Hot solider in the booth next to me. C’MON FAST!! Boyfriend’s spit shiny junk is in my hand, with my spit dripping down the hair on his balls. I let go with a squeeze. Stand up. Drop my shorts. Turn around. Put my ass at the hole and I trace down it with his dick. He loves my ass. This’ll distract him. And I just want to SEE the soldier. Just a peek. I’m feeling his hand on my ass. Boyfriend took that hint. He’s caressing it. Spreading my cheeks. I’m bending over to look in the glory hole beyond. UNF. I feel a hot breath on my hole. BF loves sticking tongue in me. Makes me a little squirrelly, so we don’t do it that often. My focus is across the way anyhow. I see movement. He’s too close to see his face again. And it’s dark. Bless whoever designed this place. Perfect size. I have my ass at one hole and my face at the other. I hook a finger through, and try to look up. FUCK I feel my spouse’s tongue in my ass. But the soldier . . . unzipping his pants . . . hand goes in . . .wrestles out his already hard dick. It is maybe seven inches, curves up, reminds me of my cousin's (that's a different story). My mouth waters. HOT DAMN He puts it through the hole, downy covered nuts and all. I stroke down it with my hand. Powder soft and dry. Once. Twice. Watch it bob. I find that spot between his balls where his juices originate and work a finger up up the underside of his shaft. Fuck yes! A huge drop of precum appears. So tempting to eat. But I rub it around the mushroom head. It makes his dick dance and quiver. Slippery. Musky. Ready to suck. I start going down on the shaft and HUH there's my partner's dick pressing at my backdoor. My mind swoons with dick sensation overload. I rarely get fucked, and never starting bent over like this. NEVER have though a glory hole. Have I ever been spit roasted? Brace yourself! Think about the dick in your mouth! Dont lose rhythm! Fuck! He pushes into my ass. The pain! Ah, but the smell of the dick in front of me. I'm trying to flex and relax both, letting the dick work into my ass. My own dick is rock hard bobbing around, drooling webs of precum all over the place. "Some pig", it might spell out on the floor. Here I am on vacation, mid day, in a booth in the dark, with my bf's cock in my ass, and a soldier's in my mouth. And I want cum from both. I am getting into a rhythm with the dick stroking in and out of my ass. My mouth stroking up and down on the dick in front of me. You know how there’s blowing a dick, and then there’s blowing a dick to cumpletion? I mean in my experience there is a point where you know the dick in your mouth can cum that way. When it starts juicing? When the hips start bucking? I knew that soldier was going to feed me his load. When - damn - suddenly no dick in my ass and <poke poke> my bf is poking me on the ass cheek with his finger. I do NOT want to lose momentum on the dick in front of me. But reluctantly, I pull off and turn around to ask my spouse “What?!” My ass is there at the solider’s side. “There’ rub it against that” is what I was thinking. Up to this point I’d swapped plenty of glory hole head, but never fucked through one. UNF the soldier slides his dick right in me. HOLY FUCK A STRANGE DICK UP MY ASS BAREBACK. I push back on it. Rock hard 20 something soldier dick. Inside me. Not what I’d planned. I wince and hide what’s going on from my bf’s view. He would FREAK at a stranger’s raw dick inside me. “I can’t cum this way,” my boyfriend says. “I am going to rinse off.” “Is it dirty?” I ask. “No,” he replies. “But you know me. This is too much.” Vanilla is as vanilla does. “Okay, I’ll go next,” I say. And he’s out his booth door. I hadn’t even focused on the soldier cock stroking in and out of me. I squeeze my ass and look over my shoulder. His fingers are grasping the top of the partition between us for leverage. He’s speeding up, hitting it harder. My thoughts are filled with his flared mushroom head wondering if it’d swell up get hard and red before he shoots? I was thinking of his precum in the back of my throat climbing up out my nose, now in my ass making it slick making it ready. Use that hole man. He gets louder louder UHNN UHHN I press back hard willing it wanting it. UHHNN UHHN He STOPS. I feel the twitch. My ass goes from lubed to wet. I feel the fluid filling me. FUCK! First time . . . a stranger unloading in my ass. Should I be scared? Guilty? UHHN he rocks it back and forth making me feel it squish - his dick in its own ejaculate. Rapidly softening he slips it out of me. Fuck! What have I done? My spouse is coming back in like a minute and I . . . Standing there with my legs shaking, my dick is a sticky mess I haven’t touched it, but there’s plenty of lube. In ten strokes I push a finger from my other hand in my hole and feel the soldier’s load there. I BLAST one of the largest loads of my life onto the laminate partition wall. It trails down and pools on the floor. I said this place was clean. Too bad. I hope it’s still there for the next guy. Maybe the clerk will come lick it up? There’s my bf’s face at the hole. “C’mon, let’s go.” “I’m coming! Just a sec. Let me clean up a little here . . .” On the way out, he says to me, “ Hey did you hear that one guy cumming? Someone was having fun.” He has no idea.

That's absolutely valid in an "advertising" sense. Creating an ad for a product always emphasis certain qualities and diminishes others (if they're mentioned at all). That's the nature of advertising. I wonder how many advertisers who wanted to run less-than ads through the years, and they received some helpful suggestions before we even got to the ad schedule. The point would be, if you want the secondary "advertising" (that being word-of-mouth), the initial ad has to be not only appealing, but also contain some measure of the truth. Absolutely true - even if for nothing more than to avoid a spanking. I suppose it's later on that the potential spanking develops into more non-corporal events. Maybe that's when we "learn" to be misleading, avoid the less attractive, and emphasize the more so. That seems to be the unfortunate result of trying to please everyone, which is impossible. Far better to offer the most truthful, honest presentation we can, and cross our bal...er .... fingers, and hope for the best. One facet of the online stuff though, is we don't have the opportunity to assess the other guy in person before trying to make the hook-up. Do they look you in the eye when conversing - do they hang their head - all kinds of body language. There's no way to access that kind of thing over the ether. That, young man, is 100% completely true !!! The problems you've overcome through the years, and triumphed despite those negative issues, is truly impressive.

For me, the question of Biden vs Trump was a much more basic question than the bills they support or help get passed (though those are certainly important). To me the choice was whether to have a loose canon vs a secured canon in the White House. From where i sit, Trump is an egomaniacal, power hungry toddler. i don't think he has the desire or capacity to serve. He wants to dictate, not serve. it never ceases to amaze, scare and discourage me that there are so many people willing to put him in power.

I had a similar situation with a female (str8) and male (gay) docs -- they both only quoted what you should do to keep yourself as safe as possible "by the book" you could say. Even the gay doc didn't want to hear about open relationships, and unprotected sex, and so forth... eventually I found an amazing gay doc that "GETS IT" -- clinically he's sound and refers me to amazing specialists when needed and I feel 100% comfortable telling he and his staff absolutely anything. I tell them when I'm going to an orgy in another town or country and we set up screening afterwards, for example. I echo the other recommendations to get a better doc that is sex positive and less judgmental --Best wishes!!

Earlier this year in a popper-fueled cock sucking marathon I found a load on the floor in a sex club. Scooped it right up and ate it without thinking. After that a bottom fed me a load out of his ass through a glory hole. Not sure which one was hotter.

Even if it happened decades ago, I can still relive it like it was yesterday. I am 17 and I am getting into the shower after soccer practice. The other boys had left except for Rowan. He was leaning by his locker with his back resting against the metal door, in his shorts and knee-length socks, glimmering in sweat. I was shirts, he was skins. The heat was close to unbearable. He had been eyeing me while I took off my clothes, tying a towel around my waist. He shot an inviting look at me which I didn't pay much attention to, a mistake I realized once I was done cleaning myself. He stood behind the shower curtain after I yanked it open. We were inches apart, equal in height. He had been honing his physique at the gym, making the most out of the final stages of puberty. A patchy stubble covered his chin with much less acne than I had. Unlike him, I was a late bloomer. His hair was brighter than mine with shades of his roots being blond, wavy and malleable to any current trend whereas I had dark black curls springing out of my head with no uniformity. Grooming wasn't my priority back then. Keeping my sexuality hidden was. We faced each other and with only a few seconds for me to fully register his presence, he tilted in for a kiss that I willingly responded. It felt strange, having my first kiss. Exciting too, but I wasn't ready. I had been ambushed. I pushed him away to leave the stall. I rushed to make my way back after realizing his pursuit. I hurriedly opened my locker to grab my things. In an instant, a loud bang came behind me. My head shoved into the hollow compartment of the upper locker with an echoing force. I pulled myself out to face Rowan again. He grabbed my shoulders in a grip before slamming me onto the wall of metal doors. Another echo. "Listen here fag, whatever you think happened, didn't happen. If I hear any shit from those other queers you hang with, you're done." Not only do I remember the exact words he said, I remembered that conflicted look he had. A look mostly of lust with hints of rage rooted in denial. "You got that, fag?" I was in a shock that made me speechless. I nodded with eyes closed. Up and down up and down. When I opened them, I found myself alone, trying to control myself from shaking any further. I was released, I told myself repeatedly. I never made eye contact with Rowan since then. ************************************************************** 20 years have passed and I no longer recognize that lanky middle eastern boy hyperventilating in his towel. I embraced myself. I was proud of who I was. I know no shame. At 19, I started to take loads. Never once did I think of condoms. I was lucky to learn what it meant to be a cumdump at a young age. Sometimes while I was getting railed, I'd imagine it was Rowan. The moans from the strangers that bred me were loud, always filled with a certain kind of vigour. It reminded me of him when he called me a fag. From then on, I slowly got turned on from being humiliated. It was only the tip of the iceberg I refer to as my sexuality. By 24, I graduated college. My whole undergrad was taken care of thanks to the relationship I had with my Master. I owe all my life's knowledge of kinks to him. I met Master Paul at the bathhouse when I first moved to the city. He knew I had experience, but nothing outside of being a cumdump. I was 20, he was 58. He was impressed at how well I bottomed but also noted the skills I lacked. He built his proposal carefully, making me read up on what it meant to be his servant. What BDSM was. He taught me everything. Even his friends contributed. They taught me how to work out, how to build strength. They'd fuck me while instructing me on what I needed to improve on. "You're supposed to squat, not jump. Build the momentum.." "This is how you arch without aching your arms. You got to know your center of gravity." "Controlling your hole isn't a bout keeping it open or close, but more about holding the cock in a way that your nerves aren't tensed. Controlling it will determine whether you wanna keep a tight ass or be stretched out" I saw my body changing, transformed similarly like Rowan's but better. My sex drive changed. I'd be turned on by different, newer things. I adapted to the kinks and fetish I originally averted. Master had always told me from the start that with time I will submit. Submission wasn't difficult when there was T. 3 months into our relationship, he showed me how powerful crystal was. He taught me the way to consume it, how to build tolerance for it and most importantly, how to control myself from tweaking too hard. "If you're at a point where you're not sure if you're there anymore, then it's already too late. Game over. Destined to be a wasted tweaker forever." The last person in my position had been chasing the dragon for too long that he had forgotten his role. Master kicked him out with no afterthought. Discipline was his number one rule. He never spoke of the previous houseboys he had. In a way, what we had was professional. I had no financial issues and I lived in a nice place. Initially, I was bound to only a cage but with time I was allowed to share the bed. I stopped crawling regularly in the house after a year. Our roles changed. Once I finished school, he still called me boy, but I was expected to call him Daddy. "Now you're all big and handsome, it's not right to treat you like dirt anymore. You're family. Right, son?" He told me this while he was 8 inches deep in me, twisting his thrusts to touch my prostate. I still remembered, nodding in an affirmative "yes, yes I'm your son." "I'm so glad that you see yourself as part of the family too. The next time I breed you, you will officially be my son." His sweat dripped onto my face with some landing into my open mouth. I licked my lips to savour its salinity. The loud moan of relief was close. As expected, he held onto the sheets tightly, looked down into my eyes and screeched in ecstasy, filling me with his warm load. He stayed in me while I spooned into him, both of us moist as our bare body was in contact. We were both hairy, but I packed more. All around my body was a dark curly thick bush that never failed to catch anyone's attention, especially Master's friends. They envied him for having someone with a body like mine. The gym also helped to define the hair revealing itself from my cracks. I know when other guys glance at my pits or my happy trail. It took a long time to appreciate my semitic features. It was true, I was maturing. That night, with his hard-on still in me, Master revealed that he had never been with anyone for 5 years. He told me how he wanted to give me a special gift for our 5th anniversary. How he would stop taking his meds soon and impregnate me. Never throughout our relationship did imagine this offer. "You'd like that? Be my son? Give me grandchildren?" It sounded extremely enticing. I was about to take a new responsibility. I was already topping the twinks who'd always stare at me at the gym, but bottoming was always the norm. Things were changing. A few months later, on an unassuming Sunday morning, I woke up blindfolded and bound. It was our 5th anniversary. I was told that we were going to the bathhouse where we met but I I could tell that we were home. I was fed more T than I'd ever consumed. From the bootybump to the smoke, I'm only lucky to avoid a slam since Master detested needles. There were also poppers. The celebration took up the whole day. I'd almost forgotten that the goal was my conversion. Around 12 of Master's friends were there. After having my hole and nipples played with all kinds of toys and torture, the blindfold was taken off. I was still on the bed with my limbs tied to each post. My legs were then adjusted to be closer to my arms, lifting it high to expose my ass. I stayed in this position for the next few hours. With the T flowing endlessly, I easily surrendered myself to Master. I was proud of myself for not tweaking. It wasn't linear, but I remembered each of Master's friends who bred me without missing a single word they said. "Look at you boy, you've grown up to be a fuckin fine specimen." "It was always going to be like this you know, find a cute boy like you to train and discipline. Extra points to Paul for being more diverse this time." "We all carry the same strain and we've never paused our meds. First time for everything right? Hopefully this strain's still as potent as it was in the 90s" "What a pretty boy with a nice tight ass. I told you that it was worth it to work out. Look at these legs. Fuck. Just right for a good pozzing." "I hope you enjoy these last few moments of being neg, there's no turning back from here on, boy." "Son, we're so grateful to have you take our seed, truly. I know how you like it when we call you a fag. See, you never fail to give that look when I say it that way. After this, when you're officially my son, it's you who'll find other fags. Okay, son?" I lost track of the times they came in me. It wasn't just one each. They took turns, switched their spots at times but never did the fucking come to a halt. A sharpie was used to tally the amount of loads on my asscheeks. 7 herringbones amounting to 35 when I saw my reflection from across the room. Master inserted a steel plug to contain it. I had fulfilled my purpose. About a month later, I experienced a flu like no other. It lasted for a week. Master took care of me with a care that I'd never seen before. He had never been as gentle as he was. I truly believed in our connection. I'd never seen him so content when he cradled me. It dawned on both of us. I had converted. A part of him was in me now. I lay in my cold sweat with gratitude, looking up to Daddy who craned down to kiss me. Over the years I had established myself within the community Master introduced me to. When I turned 30, Master made the decision to release me. I didn't understand it at first, but it made sense when I looked back at the circumstances we met. He told me that he was going to go somewhere far, how he's passing the baton onto me. I was free to stop taking my meds. He was going to sell the place. I was going to be on my own for the first time in 10 years. By then I had a strong relationship with his friends who I ultimately call family. It wasn't hard to live up to Master's lifestyle. I had 2 slaves who listened and obeyed but they didn't live-in like I did. They'd show up my door in the morning and be on their way by sunset. Sometimes when I wasn't in the mood, I'd call Vinny and Jonas to take my place. They were Master's first friends that I played with most when I was still unexperienced. Master had trusted them so it was only natural that I kept them close. The passage of time didn't just lead to Master's departure, but also most of the other members of his pack. Eventually, it was just the 3 of us who'd meet up regularly regardless if there would be any fucking or smoking. We had a bond that exceeded our lust. When work wasn't draining, I'd hit them up to hit up the bar and test our luck. Fortune favoured us given that we'd usually stand out. Anyone who saw us would take a double take. Here I was in my early 30s, built like a modern janissary whose distinctive features caught looks from every corner. Next was Vinny who share some of my features albeit more mediterranean. He possessed broad shoulders and thick thighs. At 50 he was the oldest and was also the shortest, though none of it made him any less desirable than the rest of us. We were equally capable of attracting anyone. Finally, Jonas. Jonas was the youngest before Master introduced me. Now at 44, he had a bronze complexion that enabled him to be the most tanned and towered us at 6'2. Lean and active in calisthenics, he had little body fat. He'd wear his clothes tight, right to the fit with pants hanging low to showcase his accentuated hips and v-lined abs. His long face always spotted a stubble. His facial features, ambiguous like the rest of us was due to his Brazilian background. It remained a mystery whether the size of his cock was also due to that. We stood out because we did not look like most of the patrons where we found ourselves in. We were fetishized to our advantage. We sat at our usual corner at the Eagle on a Friday night. Since it was pride week, a fundraising karaoke was being held. A bigger crowd meant we had a bigger net to fish with. The singing was tolerable since we were above, hearing more of the background music than the stage. After an intermission, the host brought up the next volunteer who sang Erasure's A Little Respect. It was the first time we heard actual singing. A wave of claps came from the crowd at its conclusion, followed by the host questioning him. Vinny gave my arm a nudge so I got up to the railing to scout and report. I didn't notice Jonas had been gone throughout the song. Chances are, he was getting blown somewhere. As I look down to the stage, I clenched my jaws when I saw the person standing next to the host, mic still in his hands. Motherfuckin Rowan Martin. He no longer resembled the threatening teenager who I kissed for the first time. Physically he remained the same but his hair was longer, almost touching his shoulders. On his right eyebrow he spotted a studded piercing. He wore a tank top that showed a rainbow tattoo on his right shoulder. Vulnerability hit me for the first time in years after seeing him, as if we were in the locker room again. I disengaged from the crowd, coming back to my senses when Jonas appeared with his arms around me, gloating how he blew his load in some tourist. I told him who the singer was. "Homophobic teen angst aside, he's kinda cute." He was, I'm not gonna lie. No longer was he as masculine as he thought he was. His posture remained stiff but his body language was more loose. He'd move his arms and hands when he spoke, bearing no resemblance to the star player accepting his award. Dare I say his pitch was higher too? Bottom, Jonas and I said out loud in unison. "A power bottom?" Vinny's voice came behind us. He wondered why we were standing for so long. Jonas filled him in. He chuckled. "I think you should one-up him by singing Ironic. Don't you think?" "It's like raaaiiiiin..." Jonas continued. I tried to entertain them, but they could tell I was off. They stopped to embrace me, giving an assuring nod and a look which told me that whatever I plan to do, I have their full support. I excused myself to go down to approach Rowan. I wasn't going to let that vulnerability resurface again. I hear him talking of the fundraiser, how he didn't know what it was and he just wanted to sing & contribute to a cause. He pointed to the friends he was with, a group of 5 who dressed and looked exactly like him. It reminded me of the twinks I'd fuck in the darkroom, the kind who thinks that the world revolved around them. I zipped right to him with my drink before dropping it when he got off the stage. Only when he looked up after I apologized did he realize who I was. It took him a while. A look of surprise that he tried to keep it cool. I acted like a stranger. After all, I was unrecognizable from my year book photos. "I just wanna say that that was amazing. Good song choice." "Thanks. You look really familiar. Have we met?" "I don't think so. I'm not on the apps & I'm new here." I carried the conversation with him the same way I did with any other men that would become my prey. I brought him up where I introduced Vinny and Jonas as my tour guides. They followed the ruse like clockwork. After a couple of rounds, Vinny took the lead. "Apologies for being forward but what do you say we all go to my place to hang a bit more?" Jonas and I agreed nonchalantly while Rowan took a pause before agreeing. All throughout the night he had been glancing at me, trying to analyze and confirm his suspicions. One thing for sure was that the drinks didn't help and I paid no attention to him, focused only on Vinny and Jonas. I responded to whatever he said without ever looking at him. I knew the consequences for not acknowledging him would be in my favour this time. In the cab, Rowan and Jonas were getting tipsy, flirting with their heads close to another. In the passenger seat, I gave a wink to Jonas who started to make out. Vinny came from behind to ask what tonight's plans were. I pulled up my phone to type it out. "A test. Nothing too drastic at first. A mild one that will gradually turn to a series of punishments which he'll willingly endure. An atonement he'll realize and submit to." He pat my back and whispered that he'll text the guy to deliver the good stuff once we reached his place. Jonas' hands were now grappling underneath Rowan's clothes. A plan was now set in motion.

lol, yeah, totally get both sides of this discussion. The emotional, sexual side of my brain says: "Cock pic equals Top." The rational, experienced side of my brain knows better. i don't think there is a simple, one size fits all answer to this query. Are there guys out there who purposely mislead, sort of a 'bait and switch' approach? Absolutely!!. Anyone who's been living in gay hook up culture for awhile can attest to this. But they do not represent all gay bottoms. Reality is, there are infinite variations of who and how we are, no two alike, even though we have enough similarities that we group and categorize each other. And profiles on gay sites? They are the bane of my existence lol. i'm one of those guys who writes a book, especially on sites that are (supposedly) geared more towards relationship than simple hookup. But again, we're all different, and even if the site is supposed to be relationship oriented, that does not mean guys looking for a hook up are not going to show up and effect the environment with hook up attitudes and approach. i encounter and identify a broader list of guys online profiles (and this list does not begin to be exhaustive, there is no such thing in an infinite universe, it's just longer). i don't see most profiles as misleading, though they are a definite category, to me, most are simply clueless or purposely hiding for one of many reasons. 1) Guys who have a 'profile' with virtually no information, just a screen name, no pics, profile, not even the little boxes like "Top, bottom, versatile" checked. i'm amazed how many of these there are. 2) Guys who have one of the little boxes ("Top, bottom, versatile") checked, and nothing else. 3). Guys who have one of the boxes checked and a pic 4) Guys who have no boxes checked and a face pic 5) Guys who have no boxes checked, a face pic and a paragraph telling us in broken English that they are "serious," looking for 'the love of their life" or "Ltr." (i'm convinced most of these guys are scammers who all seem to follow the same script). 6) See number 5, but with amazing, sexy pics, the proverbial bated hook. 7) Guys who have no boxes checked, and a short written profile with no pics, saying absolutely nothing of value like: "i never know what to write, ask me anything," (they don't seem to connect that most of us ask questions in response to some form of substance). Or "looking for fun" (with no hint given as to what they consider "fun"). 8). See 7, but a box is checked, may or may not have a pic. 9) Guys with, boxes checked, face and body pics and long descriptive profiles explaining who and how they are and what they want. 10) See 9, but everything except the face pic. 11). See 9 and 10, but the pics are not theirs or the pics are 10 years old.

I had to travel to South Florida last week ahead of my husband’s arrival; he was finishing a work product when I excepted a consulting job out of the blue. The original plan was he would stay behind, finish his current gig, and join me Friday night or Saturday morning at the latest. CrowdStrike intervened and his planned flight to meet me was not only canceled he couldn’t get out until Sunday afternoon. Finding myself alone in South Beach I was a total slut the entire time until he finally arrived late last night. By the time he got in I had given 14 raw loads and I had taken six over those few days. In my defense, I didn’t know most of the guys names; both the top and the bottoms. Most. My ass was full of two strangers’ loads when he got in last night. My argument is that it made it easier for him to shove his huge cock in me; I was just being considerate right? I enjoyed the taste of him and the other guys on his dick when he was done unloading and I was cleaning him off. At least one of the other guy’s cum was unusually strong-tasting My last load? Both giving and taking were with him this morning as I left for my gig and he left to the pool. I spent the day with my ass full of his cum; I wonder if he’s been slutting around with any of the other hotel guests all day while I was working.

In LA, and can travel or host near Culver City

Part 2 Once Dan had found my vein and placed my hand on his shorts but I could feel his cock and the way it was feeling in my hand it felt very thick. Then he said you ready and before I could say anything I saw some blood come out then started to push the plunger down and before he was even finished I started to cough and my ears felt they were on fire as that warm rushing feeling that I have never experienced started to take over. My mind was a haze that I didn't even notice that he had finished until I felt my arm being lifted up and something on my wrist then I felt the same on my other arm. I remember trying to move my arms and I couldn't but my mind was so hazy and now my body is feeling the full affect of the slam that warm rushing feeling started from my ears and down my body. Then I hear Paul say that he is going to do his and walked towards the end of the bed. The next thing that I start to feel is my hole getting warm and starts to twitch and throb something that I never had felt before. Trying to see what is happening but my eyes are having trouble focusing. Then I hear Paul ask Dan how much he gave me, Dan said let's just say that it was good enough for him to let us have fun with him. Then he said look at him he's enjoying it. My hole was starting to twitch and throb even more and for some reason I wanted to start touching it and I tried to move my arm again kinda pulling hard and felt resistant. Then Paul said yeah I definitely think enjoying it just look at his hole it is literally twitching and throbbing for something as he was already between my legs then I felt something warm and wet against my hole and when I looked down I was in shock as I saw Paul starting to rim my hole and once I felt his mouth and tongue I had tried to control my reaction but I couldn't I started to moan and without realizing it I started to lift my legs up and as soon as I did Paul put his hands on the back of my legs and pushed them back a little and when he does that my body shakes as I really feel his tongue rimming me as much as I try to control myself I can't. While Paul is rimming me I start to feel his mouth sucking on my hole as he pushes my legs back more exposing my hole even more. As I am in total loss I didn't even notice that Dan had just slammed himself, it wasn't until I felt my head turn a little to the left as Dan was getting on it and when he did I felt something touching my mouth and it was somewhat wet. My vision was starting to get better so when I looked to see what was wet and on my mouth I thought I was just imagining what I was seeing. Dan had his cock in his hand and he was starting to rub his cock on my lips and my lips were getting wetter and wetter. When he moved his hand away from his cock and he saw my reaction he said that he gets the same reaction every time. He had an average size cock but it was very thick( about the size of a beer can) no lie. As he is moving his cock back and forth on my lips with his pre-cum coating my lips. My mind starts to kick in and realizes that there is no way that I am going to let him put his cock in my mouth, just as I am thinking that something else is telling me yes you are and as much as I want to get up and leave my mind and body are saying no so I make no effort to move. I am brought out of my thoughts when I hear Paul asking Dan to help him as I feel my legs being pushed back. I look and see Paul now standing up and between my legs as he has my left leg in his hand, then I feel something going around my ankle and tied up to the bedpost and then the same happens to my right ankle once they have my wrist and ankles tied to the bed knowing that I can't do anything about it. I try to struggle(with little effort) as Paul is standing between my legs he starts telling Dan about how my hole is nice and wet but he's is kinda tight. Suddenly my hips jerks up and out as I feel Paul take the head of his cock and starts rubbing it up and down on my exposed hole. Uncontrollably my hips continue to move up and out as I start to moan and when I start to moan and when I do my mouth slightly opens and forgetting about Dan rubbing his cock against my lips and when my mouth slightly opens I feel the head of his cock start going in my mouth and just the head of his cock was already trying to open my mouth more. As Dan had just the head of his cock in my mouth and started to push the head of his cock deeper as he did my mouth started to open up and then I felt the sides of my mouth starting to stretch. Then I was reminded of Paul being between my legs as I felt my hole starting to open up as the head of his cock found my hole and he had started to push it in more. He kept saying how tight my hole was but it felt good. Once I felt the head of his cock go in my hole I gasped and when I did I felt my mouth open up as the huge head of Dan's cock went deeper. Then reality kicks in feeling Paul trying to get his big and thick in my hole and Dan's average size but very very thick trying to fuck my mouth and throat what is going to happen when they find out about me and my gag reflex issue or if they can't fuck me because my hole is to tight. I was just about to find out. As Paul had moved away from me and walked over to the table was, I remembered that was where the bottles of poppers were there and that is where Dan had put the little black bag he came back with which had the needles and the Tina. I saw Paul going in the bag and then closed it up and picked up a couple bottles of the poppers and got back between my legs. He handed Dan the bottles of poppers and said take care of him, with the huge head of Dan's cock almost in my mouth he laughs and says no problem as he starts to twist the cap off the poppers and holds it inches from my nostrils. Without even taking a hit off it I can still feel how strong it is. They tell me to take 3 real big hits and on the 3rd hold it in for as long as I can. After I take the 2nd hit my head is spinning and then I take the 3rd and hold it as Paul moves them all. Once I took the 3rd hit that is when I found out if I was going to be able to handle either one of them. Paul said to Dan let's switch. My mind was so hazy and dizzy I didn't even realize that they were going to change positions and then I felt it as Paul took the head of his cock and put one of his hands on the back of my head and just started to push his cock in my mouth and once he did he started to move back and forth while pushing my head towards him, I could feel the head of his cock easily opening and stretching my mouth,jaw and towards my throat. Then I felt something pushing up against my hole and when I did my body had reacted in a way it shouldn't have because once I felt Dan trying to get the thick head of his in my hole my hips had lifted up. The way they had me on the bed with my legs spread opened and pushed back just far enough that my hole was already being exposed just as fast as my hips went up they came back down just as fast and when they did my hole was directly above the head of his cock and when my hips came down I gasped as I felt my hole just slide on the very thick head of his cock and then I felt hands on both sides of my hips holding and pulling me down. I thought I was about to pass out when I felt the head of his cock stretch my hole as it went in more once he had his head completely in. He reached for the poppers and told Paul to have me take 5 big hits as Dan slowly started to pull his cock out. As I was taking the hits off the poppers each time I would hold it in a little longer. After the 4th hit I thought it was to much as my head was spinning and my eyes were rolling back. Paul said 1 more time and when I took the last hit Paul held the poppers longer so the last hit was strong and I held it. I thought the poppers were having a different affect as I felt like my hole was on fire( what I didn't know or even feel)white Paul was having me hit the poppers Dan had put a couple big shards in my hole that is why it felt like it was on fire. Once I hit the poppers the 5th time all my muscles seemed to give in as I felt Dan grab my hips and started to move them up and down on his very thick cock. I couldn't yell or scream from his cock opening and stretching my hole completely around his cock because Paul was had his hands on my head as he was not only pushing his cock down my throat but at the same time he was facking my mouth and throat and he was enjoying it as he would push my head forward every time he pushed deeper. My mind went hazy again and I started to moan as the 2 of them were opening my holes and I am enjoying it. The shards started to work and I had completely lost it Dan still had his hands on my hips but he was just holding them as he was stretching my hole when I felt Dan's cock slide back and started to go deeper my body took over just as he started to go deeper and my hips dropped down and I not only heard Dan let out a loud moan as I felt the thick head of his cock go in deeper and whatever resistance was there gave in as my hole slide completely down on the very thick cock and then he grabbed my hips hard and held me there as he moaned in my ear. I couldn't believe that Dan had got his very thick cock in my hole and I don't think that he had either as he was breathing heavily in my ear saying how tight my hole feels around his hole, Paul was in his own world as he was still holding my head with his hands and fucking my mouth and throat, my jaw and mouth was hurting as he had picked up the pace. When he would push his cock completely down my throat he would hold my head as my nose was pushed in against him. Dan started to lick and suck on my ear and then he whispered in my ear you know you want to do it, what is stopping you, come on show me that you want it. As he started to pull back and he pulled back to the point where the head of his cock was in me and right before he pulled away from my ear he whispered again and said I'll help you and just as he started to push in I lifted my hips up and the head of his cock popped out but my hips had already started to come back down and when they did I pushed down as fast and as hard as I could and I just started to ride up and down on this very thick cock. Paul was encouraging me to go faster on Dan's cock as he began to go faster I had drooled running down my chin. The shards that Dan had put in my hole was in full affect as Paul was encouraging me to ride Dan's thick cock and started to fuck my mouth and throat faster my body took control of my mind as they started to move up and down on Dan's cock both of my holes were getting fucked for about a good 10 minutes before I heard Paul start to moan and grabbed my head as he let his big load shoot completely down my throat making sure that I take every drop off it and at the same time I felt Dan grab my hips as he pushed his cock completely in my hole I felt his cock start to twitch and throb so I squeezed my muscles on his cock and then released just as I felt the biggest load I ever felt. When Paul finished cumming down my throat he pulled out his cock and to my surprise he was still hard as a rock his cock was completely soaked and he still had some cum coming out of his cock so he told me to take care of it so I put my lips just around the head and slowly started to suck in and used the tip of my tongue and licked the cum that continued to drip out and once I was done i could feel Dan's cock in my hole and just to make sure that I got every drop from him when I started to lift my hips up I squeezed my muscles around his cock and slowly lifted my hips up until I heard the head of his cock pop out of my hole I still was squeezing my muscles and I could feel the cum that filled up my hole start to drip out. Paul asked Dan are you glad that I told you to drop by and to stay, Dan said he was glad to drop by and decided to stay, but what they said next had got me really hot and horny. They said not only are we done with you, we'll have fun again but it's time to give you what we have already planned for you. Confused about what they were talking about they just looked at me and said. That tonight I am going to be getting more cum and cock that I can take. But for now you can take a break from us but your hole isn't going on break. Paul had walked over to the closet and I couldn't see what he was doing all I could hear was him rummage through the drawers and Dan had walked over to the table. I saw him open the black bag up and pulled out a small bottle and something else out of a plastic bag. Whatever he had in the bottle he had poured it in another glass and then he filled the bottle up with some water and walked over to me and forced something in my mouth and forced me to drink the bottle. Once he knew that I had swallowed whatever he forced in my mouth. He told Paul that he just gave me the pill and some more g. Then Paul said that should hold him over until the other guys show up. I saw Paul wheeling out some kind of machine and something else that was in a bag. To be continued.

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

Over the next two days, all I could think about was the man I'd hooked up with. Flashes of his face in front of mine, his body over me and the taste of my blood on his cock returned to me whilst I was at work. He was all I could think about. I spent my evenings riding dick and searching for poz cock. I was turning down tops because they were neg. I craved more. As I was leaving work on Monday night, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I ignored it as I said goodbye to everyone, left the building and got into my car. I pulled my phone out, before I turned the engine on. I saw a message from the top I'd met, who I'd saved in my phone as "GG," for Gift Giver. The message read 'hard day im horny you free for more poz??' Electricity ran through my body, making my dick hard and my brain useless. I replied to him. 'Yes, sir. I've only just got off work, I need to head home and clean up before I can get to you. It will take me half an hour to get to you, once I'm done. Is that okay?' I set off driving faster than I usually would, feeling desperation to meet the man who had started changing me. I didn't live far from work, my office only being fifteen minutes away. I didn't check the time when I'd got home and almost snapped my key in the lock, trying to speed up every action on my way. I knew I'd got home in record time, almost running a red light. I had to get to him, I needed his dick. I needed another load. I got a message after I'd cleaned out and got in the shower. Before I dried myself I tried to read it, but the water on my hands made my phone unresponsive. I dried off, telling myself to take my time. After what had felt like a lifetime, I got my hands back on my phone to read the message he'd sent back to me: 'take your time boy ill wait. Let me know when your setting off'. My body felt the same electricity as before. I'd worked my hole the last two nights thinking of this god of a man, hoping it wasn't a one off. My dick sprung up as I dressed myself, making me realise I wouldn't need that much. I pulled a jockstrap on, with jeans over the top and a simple t-shirt to cover my top half. Plenty. I picked up my keys before sending a message to my gift giver, 'Setting off in 2 minutes. Any instructions?' I didn't have to wait long before I got a reply, 'bring poppers and lube if you want it.' Before I left, I grabbed an unopened bottle of poppers and some silicon lube. Gun Oil was a great option for fisting, hoping I'd be able to feel his wrists again. I'd also used some scissors to take the plastic seal off of the fresh poppers. I was determined to enjoy myself. I ran down to my car, started the engine and set off to the nameless top's apartment. My dick got hard multiple times during my journey. I kept thinking of our last encounter, trying not to use my off hand to rub my dick. Once I'd arrived, I pulled my phone out and sent a new message, 'Here, sir. Same as last time?' I took my time getting out of my car letting my jeans slip down, exposing the top band of my jock hoping someone might see. I felt like a slut, but enjoying it. ~bzzt~ I grabbed my phone before the vibration had stopped, 'leave the door open'. I read it three times, figuring that I was to strip at the door and head into the bedroom, but leave the door as I found it. My mind raced. Had he invited another top? My dick got hard again, but I ignored it, trapped in my jock's pouch. Now wasn't the time. I moved towards the front door, locked my car and pocketed my keys. The door was still unmanned and the door to my left was ajar, same as last time. I pushed the door open, but only half closed it, as instructed. Taking off my clothes, I left my jockstrap on as I grabbed my poppers and walked down the hallway and into the bedroom illuminated by porn. The same compilation was playing on the TV behind me, I heard familiar videos. My new favourite person was in the same position as I'd met him in; sat on the wide, padded chair next to his bed, legs spread and cock erect, working it slowly. "I told you to strip last time. Jockstrap wasn't part of it," he said sternly. I paused before hooking my thumbs over the waistband and starting to pull it down. "I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't think," I blabbered at him. "Keep it!" He shouted, before I had pulled it down too far. "Put it back on. I like it. Just let me know, next time. I didn't tell you to wear anything. You're lucky I like it," he warned. I blushed and moved forward again. Lifting my hand, I showed him the fresh poppers I'd brought with me, as he'd asked. I hoped he'd be placated by my following of one of his demands. "Huff them. Suck me." Shaking the bottle, I opened it and sniffed at the bottle's rim as hard as I could. Once I'd taken three hits, I dropped to my knees and started working my mouth down the thickest cock I'd known. I struggled to begin with, forgetting just how wide this man's dick was. I opened my jaw as wide as I could, letting my spit dribble past my lips and onto his shaft. Moving my head down and wrapping my lips around my teeth, I sucked his beer can cock for all I was worth. "That's enough lube," I heard. I pulled my self up and off his member, as I looked up at him through watery eyes. "You look so good like that, boy. Choking on my dick. I'm gonna fuck you," he said to me. I could barely respond. Instead, I nodded at him and grabbed the poppers to make it easier for myself. Two more hits as I stood and pivoted to the bed. "On my back, or on my front, Sir?" I asked, hesitating before I climbed up. "Neither. You're gonna ride me," he said. The top grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back, sliding past my chest. He paused for a second to lift my chin and kiss me, before using his elbows to move backwards onto the bed and using a finger to beckon me to him. I followed his finger over his thighs, his hard, shiny dick and meeting him face to face for another passionate kiss. "Part of me didn't expect you to reply. I didn't know if you'd chicken out for a second round. I was worried you'd gone for PEP." I shook my head, "no, Sir. I've been horny since I left on Saturday." I spat on my hand and rubbed the saliva over my hole, before I lifted his impressive cock upwards to line up with myself. As I felt us both line up, I pushed down onto him. "Ohh," I moaned, as he stretched me open. "You're so thick, Sir. Thank you." Pushing down more, I felt my ass cheeks reach his pelvis. He was balls deep inside me already. I was glad that I'd spent our time apart on toys. "You're a good little cunt," he said to me, looking me in the eye. "Tell me you've come back for another toxic load, boy. Tell me you're a filthy bug chaser. Are you on prep?" "No, Sir. No prep for my hole. I want more toxic cum, I've come to get your dirty load, Sir. I'm a filthy bug chaser," I replied. My dick was straining in my jockstrap, leaking precum into the fabric. "Mmm, fuck yeah. Dirty little bitch. Fuck yeah," he muttered. His arms moved under my legs, half supporting me as I rode him. "Loose cunt's my favourite. Love when a boy can take my dick like you. Fuck yes, boy!" He went on and on, making my dick hard. "Tell me you're infecting me, Sir," I begged. I wanted to hear him say it again. "Toxic precum in my hole?" I asked. "That's right, bug hole. I'm pumping toxic precum inside you. I'm not gonna pull out. And I've got a surprise for you, boy. Tell me you want a surprise tonight." My legs worked up and down, pumping his dick with my hole as I spoke. "I want you inside me, Sir. Don't pull out, give me that surprise, Sir. I'll take it." I lifted my hands off the bed and onto his muscly chest, starting to move my thumbs over his nipples. "Good boy. Just keep riding. Play with my tits. Good boy," he said and we lapsed into nothing but moans and kisses for the next few minutes. The door closed behind me. I was still riding and I leaned up and stopped moving. I looked down at the man beneath me, not knowing what to do. "Keep going," he said to me. I did as I was told, feeling fear. I knew my hole had tightened up in the moment of panic and I tried to relax. Deciding to obey, I reached for the little brown bottle and huffed twice, before capping it and returning to our previous rhythm. Footsteps behind me told me we weren't alone. "Nice." I heard behind me, keeping my eyes on my gifter's fact. He wasn't looking at me, but instead at the man who entered the room. "Welcome back," my top said with a grin. "Thanks. Glad to see you're sharing my strain." "Fuck yeah, I told you I wanted to gift. He's my first. Help me," the man beneath me said, with a sinister grin. He looked back at me and said, "This is your surprise. I invited my gifter to give you a dose, boy. Enjoy us both. Now don't move." I did as I was told, I steadied myself, as far down my top's dick I could get. Starting with a deep breath, I inhaled the poppers again. I continued as I listened to the man behind me undressing and spitting on his dick. On the fifth huff, I felt another dick pressing against my hole. I did my best to relax and let him in, holding myself in position at the same time. "Ahh!" I cried, feeling a second man push inside me. "Fuck!" "Like that boy? Two poz dicks?" The man behind asked. "I pozzed the bloke under you. He's got a fat cock. Knew he'd make a good gifter. Glad I got him. Glad he invited me to fuck the fist cunt he found. Nice cunt," he said into my ear before he started fucking me hard. I was reduced to a moaning lump. I could barely move, collapsed on my dom's chest. My top whispered in my ear, as he slowly and gently moved his hips. "Just relax boy, take another hit of poppers." He fed me poppers whilst I was pinned between his and his gifter's chests. "Enjoy this, boy. What could be better than poz cock?" He asked, with a smug tone. "Two poz cocks," he answered himself with a chuckle. I nodded whilst I moaned in pleasure, unable to do anything else. I huffed poppers and obeyed. I enjoyed the sensation of two bare dicks inside me at the same time, stretching me out. I'd felt similar from a fist, but nothing quite captured the same sensation. Both men moved at different speeds and force, making it completely different from taking a fist or big toy. I never wanted it to end. "I'm getting close," I heard from the man behind me. "I'm gonna cum. Tell me you want it, cunt!" Assuming it was supposed to be me, I mustered up the words. "I want your cum. Breed me!" He forced his dick as deep as he could get it before grunting for a few moments. "Take it. Take it. I'm so fucking poz. Take it." I moaned as he thrust in and spoke as he pulled out, "Thank you. Thank you for that poz load." I kissed the man I was still riding. "You're welcome, slut. I hope you get my strain. From me or him. Good luck, chaser slut," he said before dressing quickly and leaving again. We heard the door open and close again while we were kissing. "Thank you, Sir. That was a great surprise. Was he really your gifter?"I asked. "Yeah. He fucked me poz," he replied with grin. "I fucking loved double fucking you like that. Your cunt felt great. Do you want another load?"

I woke up cold. We'd drifted off, after our exertions and hadn't gotten underneath the duvet. I lay there, unsure of what to do. Should I wake him, or snuggle closer and his body to keep me warm? Either way I needed to use the bathroom first. I tried to extract myself from his arms without waking him, but I was unsuccessful. The man I'd met hours earlier stirred and spoke to me. "Are you leaving?" He asked me. "No, I just need to piss," I answered, getting off the bed. "First door you come to," he told me. "Are you cold? I'm freezing," he said, moving to get under the blanket. I walked out of the bedroom and into the hallway, finding the first door in the darkness. The light made me recoil, blinded. I relieved myself and wondered what time it was. After I'd finished, I left the light on and went to my clothes, still in a pile by the door into the apartment. I fished my phone out of my pocket; 3.3am. I didn't make much sense of the timing. I was so tired, maybe we'd stayed up longer than I'd thought. I did work 3 loads out of the man. I walked back to the bedroom, feeling a chill creeping in. The room was dark as I dropped my phone onto the padded chair next to the bed and climbed under the covers. I shuffled towards the man who'd bred me only an hour or so before. "Welcome back." His hands grabbed me and pulled me to his body. "You're freezing!" He exclaimed. "You should have said something." "I only just woke up," I told him as my body shuddered, accepting the warmth under the blanket and a man against me. It was still dark when I woke up. I'd drifted off again. This time my dick was hard and I could feel another hard dick against my butt cheeks. I moved, pushing my back and my ass into my new dom. "I was hoping you'd wake up soon," he whispered in my ear. He moved his arm on top of me up, licked his fingers and moved it back underneath the covers. "Unhh," was all I could manage, as his fingers rubbed his spit across my hole. I felt his hand move off my ass before his thick cock pushed against me. I relaxed my hole and angled myself towards him, to make it easier for myself. My hand moved towards the seat, trying to find the bottle of poppers. I found my phone, dragging it towards me, before dropping it and moving my hand back. Finding the small brown bottle, I snapped my hand to my nose. His fat dick was already inside me when I was uncapping the poppers, frantically seeking help. "Huff those poppers, boy." I was ordered. "Deep breaths." I didn't know how he could see me, but I did as I was told. I sniffed deep and hard at the bottle under my nose twice, before capping them and thrusting my hips back towards the dick inside me. We both moved slowly, enjoying a slower fuck. I moaned and grunted, enjoying his thick raw dick. "Thank you, Sir. I fucking love you inside me," I said. "Mhmm. Yeah, you like raw dick, don't you? Tell me you love it raw." "Raw is law, Sir. I love it raw. I haven't used a rubber since I was 20." I confessed. "Good boy. Good boy," he said, each word longer than the last. Our hips thrust against each other for a long time. I was starting to tire out when I heard him say "I'm gonna have to crank it up a notch if you want another load, boy." "How do you want me?" I asked. "On your front, don't move." I rolled onto my front, away from him. His dick slipped out, making me moan. I kept my body still as I reached for the poppers again. My top moved over me, lining his dick up to my hole, still under the duvet. Cold air rushed in at my back, as he lifted himself off me and I started inhaling the poppers. "You want another toxic load, boy?" I answered as I exhaled. "Yes, sir. Knock me up." He pushed inside as I exhaled again. "You're gonna get it, gonna get infected. You want me to convert you?" "Yes, please. Give me what you got, I need it, poz me up, Sir," I begged. The man on top of me started to pound at my hole. I felt his sweat dripping onto my back as he talked dirty to me. "I'm gonna give you my bugs. You're gonna get it, boy. Tell me you want HIV. Beg me for a poz load." I obeyed every instruction. I kept my body still, whilst he fucked me hard and fast, replying to his poz verbal. "Give me everything, Sir. Give it to me. I want HIV, infect me. I need poz cum!" After a few minutes, I felt him shudder. He thrust deep and hard, then lay down on top of me. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it back up over us both. A few minutes more, he spoke to me, "Suck me clean, boy. I thought you liked ass to mouth?" I pulled his cock out of my hole and shuffled down the bed to find his softening member. I opened my mouth and enveloped him, tasting his toxic cum and my bloody cunt. I couldn't taste much blood, wondering if I'd dodged the bullet tonight. 'Time will tell,' I told myself. Slinking back up the bed. hoping to be spooned for the rest of the night, I was met with a white plastic strip in front of me. "You're neg, boy. Your test is negative." "I'd almost forgot we did that," I said, moving my back against his chest. "Me, too... I'm glad you're neg. I hope I get to change that," he said, before throwing the test onto the chair and wrapping his arms around me.

lol , i had similar doctor. I changed to a gay doctor, and he is like "oh? you took 60 loads last month? That's great, as long as you took your pills, and you are vaccinated against hep A/B, and G9 warts, and yeah you will occasionally pick up some gono & chlamydia or sypillis, just get those treated and you be fine

RECAP Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips. I looked deeply and directly into his eyes and began to shake my head yes to his question. Without saying a word, we both knew that it would not be the only poz load that Frank would put in my ass. There would be numerous poz loads, and I would willingly accept them deep, deep inside me. And, I would accept numerous poz loads from Dave, too. What was I doing? How could I explain this to Roger? How would my boy react to what I had done? CHAPTER 2 Frank, Matt, and Dave I lay there being held by Frank. He felt so good with all that fur and demonstrative if not demanding possessiveness holding me in his arms. This was so out of my element as I was the one who held Roger in my arms. But this felt so . . . right. Frank and I talked about everything and nothing. I finally realized his voice sounded as if it were a mix of Sam Elliott and Randy Travis. It was also very hypnotic and held me spellbound. Each word registered in my brain but also echoed over and over and over drawing me closer to him as I became bewitched. As all of this idle chat took place, Frank almost imperceptible began to reposition himself closer and closer and then moving himself so that he was behind me. He began kissing my cheeks and ears and nuzzling them. I felt his hairy legs push my legs outward and settle his legs between mine. I felt his superb fur pelt deliciously scratching my back. His hands roamed over my sides until he reached my hips and then returned up my sides. I felt his hands push down on the mattress lifting his torso up off my body. His right hand lifted off the mattress and I felt him trying to guide once again his fully engorged poisoned cock to my hole. Without hesitation I reached back quickly grabbing my ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as I could thus allowing Frank to lower his pre-cum dripping piss slit to my hole. He smeared his copious pre-cum on and around my hole, then, finding the center began to push inside me. Once more I felt Frank’s scorpion stinger cock slid into my tight ass causing me considerable pain. I closed my eyes slightly as I moaned hungrily and urgently for Frank to drive all of his poison delivering cock into me as deep as he could. I needed him inside me again. The pre-cum could help with only so much of his cock but the rest was dry going in me. I tightened my sphincter instinctively, attempted to ball my hands into tight fists as I pulled my ass cheeks wide apart, closed my eyes tightly, and grimaced as my body muscles contracted. I was thinking of what was about to happen: Frank was once again going to fuck me and deposit a large dose of tainted ball nectar deep inside me and I so desperately needed him to do that. “Now, now,” Frank cooed into my ear. “This is for you. This is so that you can be my boy and take all the lethal doses of poz cum from me. You know you want it. You know you do because you willingly came to my home after toying with me at the gym during our work out. You watched me take off my clothes on the way to my bedroom. You asked to use a bathroom and willingly entered my bedroom. You saw me stop walking and turn to face you totally naked. You did not turn away or even stop. You walked up to me and let me put my arms around you as you put yours around me. You know you want my poz cum in you. It’s the only way you can be my boy. You know you want this. You know you want to be my boy. You know you want to be my poz boy with a scorpion of your own.” I heard all of this said over and over and over as the words echoed in my head and began to attach to my storage. As Frank kept up his hypnotic cooing, my body began to relax as best as it could. My grimaced facial look lessened to one of acceptable pain. I opened my fingers and reached forward grabbing the bedding. Though pressed down by Frank’s body I did my best to raise upwards with my ass giving absolute no revocable total consent. After a couple attempts, I gritted my teeth and made a greater attempt at pushing backwards to accept more of Frank’s gargantuan poison stinger into my ass. “THAT’S MY BOY!” I heard Frank hiss into my ear. “Yes, that’s my boy for sure now. You know you are mine and will always be mine now. Let’s get another load of this stinger juice in you and then prime you for the actual physical acceptance.” And Frank began to shove fully into my ass until he met some resistance but not for long. Frank groaned and moaned with gritted teeth I could tell until I felt a “pop” inside me and the last four inches of Frank’s now fully inflated leviathan cock slid deep, deep inside me. I was going to be Frank’s boy for sure. I reveled and rejoiced in that thought. Frank held himself still. I felt sweat from his body running onto mine. Frank flexed his cock a few times sending waves of elation and excitement through me. My body shook with deep anticipation of what was to come and what I was to become. My breathing was aroused as was I. I looked forward to the ultimate outcome which I knew would happen. I had no doubt of Frank’s ability to infect me. “You are going to be my boy after I am through with you today. You want that; I know. Are you ready?” he asked me quietly as he tenderly kissed my ear. I shook my head instantly and whispered, “Yes, I want to be your boy. Make me your boy. Make me just like you. Please.” Frank began fucking me like a wild man. He fucked me lying flat on the bed. He fucked me on all fours as he held my hips in his strong daddy hands. He fucked me standing on the floor as I was bent over lying on the bed. He fucked me with him standing up and with me bent over. He fucked me holding on to the shower wall as I had one foot on the side of the tub. He fucked me on my back on the bed. He fucked me pushed against a wall. He fucked me on my shoulders with my legs pushed over and my ass aimed at the ceiling. Frank was a crazy man fucking me and priming me for what was to happen. At first the pain was almost unbearable but I endured it willingly and with purpose. It was in this position that Frank yanked his now severely swollen cock from my ass, grabbed me with his mighty hands, and flipped my body around nearly slamming me down onto the floor on my knees. He reached up and shoved my shoulders to the floor and drove his super bloated poison cock deep inside me and began discharging his second toxic cum load into me deeper than his first. He roared loudly as salvo after salvo spewed into my ass. I felt every round of poison cum that was making me Frank’s boy. Frank had edged himself taking longer and longer times to fuck me in each of the positions he had used. I realized he was making sure to build up a large load of his HIV positive cum to have the greatest likelihood that I would convert on this fuck from him. My body began to tremor with anticipation and rejoicing of being like my new dad. Thoughts of Roger were no where to be found. As Frank’s spewing began to ebb, I slowly slid my front down onto the floor as Frank followed lying on top of me. We both were cooing and gently moaning satisfaction. I grabbed Frank’s wrists and wrapped them around me using them as a pillow. Frank nuzzled my neck and occasionally licked my ear or blew into it. He also ground his cock inside me as I did my best to push my ass upwards showing acceptance and gratitude. I was where I belonged. We at long last settled ourselves and quietly reveled in our deed. “Well, that was one helluva ending,” a deep voice said. “Looks like you might have yourself a boy, Frank. Didn’t seem to object to what you did.” “Dave, you always have perfect timing,” Frank rumbled deeply. “We were discussing the implications of the loss of the sugar cane crop in Haiti this year for your information. I was merely demonstrating how plunging prices could affect the world economies.” Frank began a slow withdrawal from his complete occupation of my ass. When his cock finally exited my sphincter, he slowly stood up. I stayed on the floor for a moment but rose quickly looking at Dave. I wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed. I wasn’t concerned about any jealousy once I saw Dave’s face. One look told me I was on safe ground. I grinned sheepishly then turned to the bed and climbed on it lying down so that the towel once more pushed my ass slightly upwards: lesson learned. Dave’s voice rumbled saying, “This . . . is the daddy . . . to that boy . . . who usually is with him at the gym? You going to let him keep that boy, Frank?” “I don’t know yet,” Frank replied quietly. I lay on my stomach hearing but saying nothing. I was the subject of the conversation but was not involved in it. I somehow knew that lesson also. My daddy was speaking with someone else. I may be a part of the topic of conversation but I was not in the conversation. “Is he private property?” Dave whispered. “Not from you,” Frank rumbled. “You know that.” At that pronouncement, I looked up at Frank who was looking at me. He smiled at me. I smiled back then turned my face to Dave. I raised my chest up from the bed and positioned myself on all fours spreading my knees sufficiently wide. I turned my head once more to Dave and smiled broadly. I mentally knew there was a connection between the two but I didn’t know what it was. I didn’t need to know. All I needed to know was I had a daddy, Frank, who had just given permission to Dave to fuck me. I was going to make my daddy proud of me. Dave once more looked at Frank and began quickly stripping out of his clothes. He was covered with hair but not as thick or as magnificent as Frank’s body hair. His cock was uncut, too, but a little smaller. Not by much mind you. He walked to the bed and climbed on behind me. I turned my head facing forward and began an ultra low moan. I realized later it was a mating call and signaling I was accepting of him. I had no choice since daddy had approved of it. And it was about pleasing daddy. I felt Dave position himself behind me. He told me to push out some of Frank’s cum which I did. He rubbed it all over the opening of my ass and no doubt covered the head of his cock. I closed my eyes and dreamily “saw” what was happening. I knew that Dave, too, was going to fuck me and deposit a load of HIV infected cum inside me. My body shuddered with excitement and the prospect of that. The pressure increased and soon Dave’s uncut cock slipped through and into my ass past my sphincter peeling back the mighty hood that I had seen. I swooned at the sensation. I felt every inch of his mighty seed giving tube slid inside me until his bushy crotch hairs were crushed by his pelvis against my cheeks. I gave out a loving coo and laid my head down onto the mattress. I heard Dave coo also at what his cock was feeling. But that was not to last very long. Dave grabbed my hips with his strong hands and began to fuck me slowly. He would pull all the way out to the head of his dick, hold his cock there, then, slam hard back inside me always hitting my prostate. Each time my head jerked upward for a bit. I knew this was a deliberate and brutal fuck he was giving me. I didn’t know why. I didn’t care. He wanted it this way. After about the fifth fuck slam, I grunted. Each time after that I grunted Dave began his own grunt sound. We each were enjoying what was happening. I turned my head as it lay on the mattress and looked at my daddy and smiled. He broadly smiled back at me. I could tell he was so proud that I had so readily accepted Dave in my ass. I got a shiver seeing him look at me with such a glow on his face of pure elation of what he was seeing. He stood there by the bed stroking his mighty phallus that commanded me now. With each stroke, pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit and was coating the end. The piss slit area was covered with a thick shiny coat of his pre-cum so much so that suddenly a large glob stretched out from the weight and finally dropped to the floor. In a flash, Dave stretched over my back grabbing my shoulders and pulled them upwards raising me off the bed as he slammed a final time deep, deep inside me. He roared loudly as I felt his cock begin to swell and spew his own venom saturated semen into my ass. Instinctively, my sphincter began spasming accepting this delivery of toxicant. My body shook as I began laughing giddily at how free and euphoric I felt now. I leaned backward until I felt Dave’s hairy chest rub my back. I reached my hands behind him and gently pulled him closer. I welcomed his entire brew into me. Daddy wanted that and so did I. Dave wrapped his arms around my chest and leaned forward kissing all over my back. Once his delivery had been completed, he pushed me gently forward as he pulled slowly and gently his cock from my now well used ass. He slipped off the bed coming to my face and kissing me deeply. As Dave kissed me deeply, daddy slipped up on the bed once again and I felt him positioning himself behind me. I quickly adjusted my position and he slipped quickly and easily into me where I felt him unleash another load of his toxic cum. All I could do was groan deeply my acceptance and thanks to him. I found myself once more on my stomach with the rolled towel beneath me listening to my daddy and Dave talk. It was about me of course but it also was about them and how I would be incorporated. They were a couple which didn’t surprise me. They were very open in their discussion with no argument at all. At the end of the discussion, they were agreed that I was to be Frank’s boy but that Dave had use of me as well. As for my “boy”, Roger, Frank and Dave both agreed that I should not be able to keep him. As they discussed the topic, I said nothing and discovered I had no objection to losing Roger. I felt a tinge of guilt but this was about pleasing my daddy . . . and Dave. Frank would approach Roger at the gym at the end of a work out session taking him back to his place to lay out everything. Then, they both turned to me signaling everything had been settled. I cleared my throat and stammered out a new twist. I suggested that they work on Roger to see if he would become Dave’s boy. It was a huge risk with them being HIV positive. And since they were and I was most likely on my way to being positive, that would be the biggest obstruction. But, I had overcome that same obstacle. Why wouldn’t Roger? CHAPTER 3 Roger, Charlie The flight from New York to Chicago was only two hours. But, the two hours were just the beginning that would inject in more ways than one new dimensions into Roger’s life. Roger was on edge as he sat in his seat and buckled himself in. He had hated getting up so early for this flight. He was now having to contend with his ass spasming and reminding him that he had not received his morning load of cum and his ass was demanding to know why. It was miserable having to sit for two hours. He knew he would have to go to the head and at least finger himself to quiet his ass’ demand. But even that would only be a short temporary fix. Roger knew he would have to have more. He shivered at the thought and anticipation. He had been through this before. Not often did his company send him to Chicago but when it had he found himself in desperate need with Matt so far away. He had never told Matt of his indiscretions. Roger just couldn’t tell him how unfaithful he had been. He had hooked up with other men to satisfy his deep carnal lust. Roger simply could not go without being fucked. Even in New York Roger had held out as long as he could but he eventually had found himself back at one of the bath houses where he would spend a few hours taking on one man after another until he was so tired he could barely make it back home. Roger was roused out of his deep thoughts by his seat mate who sat down with a plop and snapped his belt together. He turned to Roger and smiled. Roger’s heart skipped a beat. He caught himself staring with so much lust at the man seated next to him. He was Matt’s height at least, probably about the same weight, mid forties, naturally tanned skin, short black hair that cascaded down his sideburns and covered his face. His eyes were the deepest brown and sparkled. His teeth were perfectly white. His laryngeal prominence was very noticeable and Roger found fascinating when he spoke. His voice was deep and dark, yet quiet and very hypnotic. His flying mate introduced himself as Charlie. Roger shared his own name. They chatted about being sent to Chicago for work. Each went infrequently and dreaded it but it was work. They discovered they were both going for a week and staying at the same hotel: Palmer House. Their chat amicably came to an end when Charlie announced he needed a quick nap. Roger took out some papers and began reviewing them. Roger made notes as he went through each paragraph, chart, and notation. As he was coming to the end he got bored and began twiddling his pen between his index and middle finger. He didn’t pay any attention to what he was doing but soon found his pen took a short flight landing point up in the triangle of crotch and two upper thighs of his seat mate. He stared now at his pen and could see a large overly stretched fabric area on a left leg. The whole area seemed to be breathing slightly. Roger stared as his ass had a major puckering spasm. Charlie shifted in his seat setting himself fully upright and turned to Roger smiling and told him that it was quite alright to retrieve his pen. Roger just stared at Charlie. Their eyes stared deeply into each other. Charlie’s face then darkened and Roger saw flames in Charlie’s eyes as he rumbled out, “Do it, now.” Roger in slow motion moved his hand to the pen slowly extracting it and pulled it back to him. Charlie then smiled and rumbled, “That didn’t hurt.” Roger slightly shook his head no. Charlie kept smiling and moved his head slightly closer to Roger and in a reverberating voice told Roger that he knew of something that could hurt. He looked down at his pant leg with Roger’s head turning to look as well. They both saw that the large overly stretched fabric of Charlie’s pant leg was even larger and most decidedly pulsing. Charlie sat back in his seat as Roger became flustered. He eventually packed up his papers and sat quietly for the rest of the trip. Charlie took charge when the plane landed. He told Roger to follow him. They retrieved their luggage and took a cab to the hotel. At registration Charlie told the desk clerk that there had been a change in plans. He wanted an executive double room with double beds instead and that Roger’s room was to be canceled. The clerk did what Charlie had ordered and the two were soon in their shared suite. Charlie set about unpacking as did Roger. As Roger was finishing, Charlie grabbed up a small bag and went in the bathroom where Roger heard some sounds. Charlie called out to Roger to call his work and to check in with them and to see if he was needed today. Roger complied telling Charlie that it was okay for him to go in tomorrow morning. Finishing in the bathroom, Charlie came out announcing he was going to call his work and for Roger to strip and go use the shower. Charlie told his Chicago office he would be in Tuesday and that the group he was meeting should be ready to go as soon as he got there at nine. Roger had stripped and went in the bathroom finding that a sure shot had been installed. There was only one purpose for such and Roger went to work immediately. Roger came out of the bathroom and looked at Charlie hesitantly. Charlie looked up, turned and walked to an armless chair and sat down. He motioned for Roger to approach and to sit. When Roger neared Charlie, Charlie quietly told Roger to sit on his lap facing him. Charlie looked into Roger’s eyes for a few seconds then quietly told him that he knew all about him from other men. But, Roger was to tell Charlie everything about his other half and an absolute detail of how Roger was not monogamous and how he cheated, where he cheated, and with whom he cheated. Roger gave a little gasp that Charlie knew so much about him. His eyes reflected his fear. Charlie took his big hands and began stroking Roger’s body all over calming him. Roger stammered a few times then began pouring out all about Matt and his relationship. He told Charlie everything. Roger could not stop talking until every last sordid detail had been unfolded. Charlie smiled at him and told him that wasn’t so bad or difficult to do. He told Roger that for this week he didn’t have to be concerned about the lack of sex as Charlie would see to that. He told Roger to get up and go get on all fours on the bed which Roger did. Charlie stood and stripped. He quietly walked up to Roger, leaned down and spit on his ass opening a good half dozen times. Charlie then moved closer to Roger and lined his destructive fat cock head at the opening. Charlie stretched over Roger grasping his shoulders and whispered, “Not . . . one . . . single . . . sound.” He waited a few seconds and drove his uncut nine and a half inches fully into Roger’s ass. Immediately Roger went into frantic mode and tried to escape which he didn’t do since Charlie had him in a death grip. The pain was the worst that Roger had ever felt. After a few minutes of failing to escape, Roger gave up accepting his position while his body jerked and shook. It was almost five minutes before Roger settled down and the pain had finally stopped. Charlie’s zero gauge PA and his eight-step Frenum Ladder had caused a great deal of the pain; Roger would eventually get used to the piercings. Charlie whispered to Roger he was a good boy now and would reap his reward. Charlie began to pound Roger’s ass hard and deep. He slammed into Roger banging against his prostate with each stroke. His PA scraped along the walls and punched through Roger’s second opening. The steps on the Frenum Ladder scraped along the sphincter and inside causing a combination of pain and pleasure. Charlie fucked Roger non-stop for over ten minutes. Then, Charlie began panting heavily and upped the speed of his piston strokes jarring Roger almost senseless. He had never been fucked like this before. Roger wasn’t capable of thinking by this time. He merely accepted his position. He realized that he was Charlie’s cum dump boy. All feelings melted away as that single thought spread throughout his brain. The fact that he wanted to be Charlie’s cum dump boy was then set in concrete in Roger’s brain. As that thought became permanent, Charlie roared out and slammed a final time as deep as he could shove his bloated, slime-covered, bloody nine and a half inch uncut cock into Roger. Huge globs of HIV infected cum erupted out of his piss slit and spread out everywhere inside Roger coating everything. More and more of this poisonous gooey liquid erupted from Charlie and into Roger. It went on and on and on. Roger would learn a new vocabulary word from Charlie: hyperspermia. Slowly the salvos of cum abated and those that did occur were smaller amounts. Finally, Charlie began very slowly pulling his softened monster from Roger’s ass. Charlie quickly flipped Roger down onto two pillows which he had stuffed below Roger’s crotch. Charlie told him to stay there. Charlie lay down beside Roger moving closely and began stroking him with his big hands. Nothing more needed to be said. For the moment both men were sated. Blue copy needs to be rewritten into third person; as it is now in first person Charlie finally looked at his watch and got up off the bed telling Roger to get up and dress. They went downstairs and got a cab which drove north until they reached their destination at 5015 North Clark. Charlie led Roger into the lobby where he met Ricky who had Roger to complete a membership card. Charlie paid Ricky; the two grabbed their towels and keys, and entered the bath house. Charlie and Roger undressed stuffing their clothes into the locker. Charlie gave Roger a quick tour of the basement, first floor, and then second floor. Here Charlie opened the door to room 70 dropping a bag onto the bed. Charlie motioned Roger to the bed. He got on the bed on his knees undraping his towel. Roger watched as Charlie pulled from the bag a bottle of lube, a jar of Elbow Grease, several bottles of poppers, a metal device which was a speculum, a small spoon, a cock-shaped black dildo, and several items Roger couldn’t quite see. These were spread out on a “nightstand”. Charlie told Roger to bend so that his chest was on the bed. Roger heard Charlie untwisting a cap and waited for what would happen next. Charlie spread some thick lube on Roger’s hole (no doubt Elbow Grease). Charlie then proceeded to insert something very hard and felt like metal. He was very slow and kept adding dollops of the lube to the metal he was pushing inside my ass. To be truthful of course, there was a lot of discomfort. But Charlie kept it up until he had the speculum inserted and then slowly opened it. He hummed a bit and said Roger’s rectum looked like it had had some cum in it. He laughed and Roger chuckled and smiled giddily. Roger felt and heard a metal tapping at his ass. He learned later Charlie was dropping Elbow Grease into his ass. Charlie reversed and removed the speculum and slowly slid his giant poison snake in him. It felt so excellent. Charlie gave Roger only a couple of pumps before pulling out, slapping Roger’s ass, and telling him to get up. Charlie said that they were going out to get Roger’s ass fucked. He caught his breath as his body jumped at what Charlie had said. Roger was so excited as he had never been in my life. The duo left the room and slowly made their way once more through all three floors. Charlie spoke to a few men, nodded at others, and ignored others. He had his towel wrapped around his neck while he made Roger follow him with his towel around his waist and the back of his towel tucked into the waist so that his ass could be seen. They made it back to the third floor and went into the stage room area. Several men were standing around. Charlie stopped and viewed all of them. He reached back to Roger grabbing his hand and pulled him forward with him to the chest-high wall. He put Roger’s hands on the top as he positioned Roger and pulled his towel off. He tossed both towels over the wall. He pulled Roger’s hips backward slightly then told him to spread his cheeks. He obeyed. Charlie slowly pushed his hardened, poison, snake-tatted cock—which Roger had finally seen—into his ass. Charlie returned Roger’s hands to the wall as he began slow fucking. Roger kept his eyes looking straight ahead but did steal a few looks as men began gathering around the two watching Charlie’s bare cock slide in and out of Roger’s ass. Roger could sense that Charlie was focused on watching his bare cock entering and exiting Roger’s ass. He was such an exhibitionist or at least Roger believed it. He fucked Roger for a long time. Roger then heard Charlie quietly ask someone if he liked what he saw. The guy said of course he did. Charlie pulled out of Roger’s ass, patted him on the rump, and stepped away. A man whom Roger had not seen and did not know was going to fuck him now. Instinctively, Roger reached back and pulled open his cheeks. He felt the tip of this unknown man’s cock at his hole and let go of his cheeks grabbing the wall once again. The man slammed into his ass full force jarring Roger. He proceeded to pound Roger who made small adjustments in his position to accommodate the onslaught. His cock wasn’t as big as Charlie’s but it was filling Roger well enough. Roger swooned at the thought of an unknown man fucking him as was happening. Roger felt so free and alive since Charlie had approved of this unknown man fucking his ass. Why wouldn’t Charlie approve? Roger’s ass belonged to him now. He began to moan his contentment and enjoyment so as to encourage his unknown fucker. Then, the unknown man began an intense hammering of Roger’s hole. Roger grabbed tightly the wall in front of him and held on as the unknown man made a final slam deep, deep inside Roger holding himself with a vise-like grip on his prey’s hips. Roger could feel his body quiver as he jet sprayed his cum deep inside Roger. Both the unknown man and Roger were breathing heavily. Eventually his cock slid out of Roger’s ass and a feeling of wetness run out of his hole, down his taint then balls, and eventually pool on his sac where it dripped slowly onto the floor. Somehow Roger knew not to move from the site. Another man stepped up behind him and without any assistance from Roger rammed his cock inside him and began sawing. This was a no nonsense fuck. It was direct and Roger was merely a meaty hole that was going to masturbate this man’s cock and let him unleash his ball nectar into him. It did not take long and soon he grabbed Roger around his chest and groaned loudly as he could feel this second man’s body jerking and thrashing as he emptied his juices into Roger. He yanked his cock out of Roger’s ass pulling a torrent of liquid which ended up on the floor eventually. He walked away taking deep breaths and moaning and groaning and telling everyone what a good piece of ass he had just had. Roger beamed with pride and hoped that Charlie was pleased. Three more men took their turns in Roger’s ass depositing their sperm in him. One was very rough and had a long cock that speared him deeply. If it had not been for Charlie busting through his second opening earlier, this man would have done serious damage. But Charlie had prepared Roger for him. Roger was so relaxed during all of this. It was so natural feeling. Whenever possible Roger looked at Charlie for approval and got it in many ways. It was very obvious that Charlie got very turned on by watching Roger getting fucked and Roger very much got turned on watching Charlie watch him. Roger marveled at how much his snake-tattooed cock leaked pre-cum. The thought of the snake-tattooed cock how it filled Roger’s ass full of toxic cum excited Roger to no end. Charlie grabbed Roger with one of his big hands leading him away to their room. He had Roger to kneel on the bed inserting the speculum in his ass spreading it wide. Charlie told Roger his ass was so full of cum and that he had never seen so much in one whore. Roger shivered with joy, excitement, and pride. Roger had never had anyone who was so encouraging for him to get fucked as Charlie. He then closed the arms of the speculum and replaced it with the cock-shaped black dildo. It slid easily inside Roger’s ass and was quickly seated comfortably. They then lay on the bed. Roger backed himself up to Charlie as he wrapped his big arms around Roger who sighed contentedly. Roger felt Charlie’s breath on his back. His magical voice asked how Roger felt and if he was going to be equally as good for the whole week. Naturally Roger told him he would be and do whatever he wanted him to do. He was pleased with that and gently played with Roger’s cock but for only a brief time. Things turned more serious then. Charlie began talking and reminding Roger of Matt and their “monogamous” relationship. He kept talking about Matt, the years we had been together, and how Roger had cheated on him. Charlie kept up the quiet hypnotic talk repeating everything. He then added how Roger was his boy for the week and that he would be treated like he needed to be treated: like a whorish cum dump. He would be Charlie’s boy who was a boy who had two holes to service all men of Charlie’s choosing. Roger would refuse no cock or cum. Charlie’s voice was as if it were on an endless hypnotic loop going from one topic to another drilling it into Roger’s head where he kept processing what Charlie was telling him. Charlie started adding that Roger needed to be free to be a whore for a man who appreciated a whore. He pointed out that he definitely appreciated and enjoyed watching Roger being a whore. The first time he mentioned this, Roger’s body tingled with excitement and pride. He thought deeply about this point now and especially about being free to be a whore. Of course Charlie eventually brought up that being a cum dump whore for any cock that there were consequences that would have to be paid. He hit Roger between the eyes with a direct statement that he might now be on his way to being HIV positive. Roger had now taken six cum loads in his ass. Did he know if any of them were HIV positive? Roger was shocked. He didn’t know. He sort of panicked and Charlie could tell he was upset. He tightened his hold on Roger and told him to relax. He told me that if he were now infected that would only make it more possible for Roger to be free to be the whore that he needed to be. Charlie kept saying this over and over and over until the lesson was drilled into Roger’s brain. Charlie’s words were beginning to be accepted as law. It wouldn’t be so bad if Roger were HIV positive. Yes, he could easily and readily get fucked by any man at any time. This pepped him up and he moaned pleasantly and backed up to the beautiful furry chest behind him. Roger felt Charlie disengaging himself and getting out off the bed. He turned up the light and returned to the bed. He held out his hand to Roger. He told Roger to look at his cock closely. He told him to look closely at the snake tattoo he had and to follow it to its source. Roger picked up Charlie’s cock and looked at the snake that was tattooed on his cock. The mouth of the snake was open and it looked as if the snake was swallowing his cock. The snake’s body was in fact almost the entire cock of Charlie. It wound its body through the thick black crotch hair up and over his right hip where it dipped down and wound its way around his right thigh then crossed over its own body and went half up his right cheek across the cheek and finally down into the crevice of his buttocks. Roger was in total awe. He had failed to notice such detail. Charlie pulled Roger up to look directly into his eyes and smiled. He asked if Roger knew the significance of the snake. He did not. Charlie said if Roger had looked closely it was a black mamba or as close to one as the tattooist could get. He told him that he had met a man from Botswana who had topped Charlie for a week. The man had been HIV positive he learned months later. To commemorate his pozzing Charlie had the black mamba tattooed. His pozzing had been the result of being fucked, so, out of his ass came the snake coiling around his body and onto his cock so that it would be a warning to all who he fucked that he was HIV positive and how he had become so. Roger stood there stunned. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. He looked at Charlie so clearly now. His PA and Frenum ladder plus his using the dildo made sense. He was working to make Roger HIV positive. Roger asked Charlie if he knew if the other men who had fucked him at the bath house were HIV. Charlie said he asked and that each of them were HIV. Roger looked at Charlie so closely. He then reached up and kissed Charlie deeply. Charlie smiled. The two climbed back onto the bed, tossed the sheet over themselves, cuddled closely, and fell asleep.

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How it started It started innocently enough. Well, a recon date to meet for fisting may not be everyone's idea of innocence, but it was really a quite not-very-kinky date. I was 39, quite normal guy called Simon. Out of the closet at work, but not out as a guy that liked to get fist deep into his ass quite regularly. Anyway, the guy seemed very nice: A couple years older than me, recently out of a relationship and keen on trying out fisting. He had only tried it once before, but was determined to try it again. He was a safe sex guy only which I also insisted on. I hadn't really been bare backed since years and recently tested this was how I preferred it. After a quite lengthy period of chatting, we agreed to meet at my place. I cleaned out well and was ready when he entered. He introduced himself as David. He had a great smile and soon also introduced me to a nice 15 cm uncut cock. David urged me to suck him. He made me suck it deep and holding the back of my head ensuring I understood my task was to please him. I did my best and loved feeling his nice cock deep in my mouth. I was rock hard. After a while he seemed satisfied and withdrew. While I recovered he wrapped up and proceeded to fuck me. First he wanted me on my back, looking me deep in the eyes while adding just a bit of lube before entering me. It hurt but soon I enjoyed it. He increased the speed and turned me around. Twisting my nipples while fucking me, he ensured I was very horny and wanted him deeper. It wasn't a merciless fuck, but very determined. He was pounding me intense and hard and was clearly more focused on his own pleasure than mine. Well, suited me well, I took a sniff of my poppers and wanked slowly. He withdrew, grabbed a black glove and fist lube and I lay down on my back with poppers within reach. The first time with a new guy I am always anxious. How is he? Soon I felt his first finger in my hole, and he soon stretched open with two and three finger. I relaxed and knew I could take more with a little help of poppers. He added another finger, and soon tried to push he entire fist. It felt huge, but I loved the feeling and soon he was inside me. And my anxiousness was replaced by pleasure. I knew this one was a good fister. Sure, he was as determined as a fister as a fucker, but he had a certain way of doing it that I immediately loved. I got super horny and as always I my inner slut is released as soon as I got a fist inside me. I really only wanting to feel it deep, feel the fist fuck me and to cum. David didn't allow me to shoot, and after a while he took out his hand and kissed me. Suddenly he showed tenderness that I knew was sincere and from then one I not only liked, but also trusted him. The reason for withdrawing was that he wanted to fuck me again. David made sure I was kneeling doggy in front of him and fucked me again. Can you feel my dick he teased? I ensured him I could. He smacked my buttocks a couple of times and I felt him increase his phase. Hard and deep he fucked me and soon I knew he was close and he came with a small cry that soon changed to a big smile. He turned me around again, handed me the poppers and I felt his fist against my hole. Soon I was urging him to fist me harder as I wanked myself to a big and intense orgasm. We were both happy. Over the next weeks we chatted more, but never managed to meet up and one day his Recon profile was gone. I was disappointed, but what could I do? It was never less a nice memory. Two years later Two years later I suddenly got a message on Recon from David again. Back after another relationship and breakup, he was ready for new adventures. We started to chat regularly again. His profile was still safe sex only, but now noted that he was chems friendly. I had never tried chems and told him that I was not interested. He said he thought I would enjoy it, but that it as of course up to me. We discovered was that we both really liked cuddling. That surprised him. He had thought I was a just sex only guy, preferring only rather rough fist dates. It proved difficult to find time to meet, but eventually we had a new date. Pretty much like the first one, I was once again enjoying sucking his nice cock before he fucked me just as rough as I like it and fisted me with determination and surprising skill. I teased him he was a natural talent as he claimed he hadn't fisted anyone since he first met me. After we had both shot our loads, we chatted, cuddled and had a nice time. From then on we started to chat online even more often. He called me his little slut and told me how much he loved to fuck and fist me. Like me he was very much the boy next door guy, but revealed his interest in leather. He was very happy then I told him that although not much into the leather scene I still owned leather boots and pants. Having sex with me in that outfit was definitely something he wanted. David told me he wanted to try out new things with me and again said we should try chems together. It made me horny to ask him to specify his fantasies. He told me he would love to try to pee in my ass or on my face, cum on my face and bareback me. I made me extremely horny to hear all of this. I said I would like to try most things, but no bare backing. Condoms only when fucking and no cum even in my mouth. However, I started to wonder how it would be to be fucked and fisted while on chems. I read some stories on breedingzone about guy being chemmed up and I realised it was a big turn on to imagine myself as slightly dizzy fucktoy. A chemmed up date I finally agreed to try e with him on our next date. He was very careful to underline this was up to me, and that he didn't want to force me. Anyway, I decided, I am more than 40 now and I should try it at least once. We agreed to meet on evening. As usual I cleaned out thoroughly and on his request I dressed up in my leather stuff and was ready when he knocked on my door. He kissed me passionately before handing me the e and some water and I swallow dutifully. He took one himself. Continuing to kiss me, he lifted my black t-shirt, found my nipples and pulled them just as I like it. I was instantly horny and soon I also felt a sudden rush. I understood the e was hitting. I loved the feeling immediately. We kissed while he was feeling my hard dick through the leather pants. My head was spinning for horniness and soon all I wanted was to suck him and make him happy. I urged him to give me his cock. He pushed me down on my knees, opened his jeans and pushed my head against his underwear. They had a slight smell of piss that made me even hornier. He continued to pull my nipples and I released his cock. I took his 15 cm in my mouth. I couldn't get it deep enough and he said I was a good slut. After a while he lead me to my bed, pushed me down with my ass pointing towards him and gave me some spanks. David opened my leather pants, and pushed them down and exposed my ass. He spanked it again and wanked himself back to a full erection. Putting on a condom and lubing my hole with an experienced move, he didn’t take the time to open me with a finger. He simply pushed in. Not extremely brutal, but not very concerned about me either. I cried out, more of surprise than pain although it was a bit painful. I was still a bit dizzy from the e and enjoyed the feeling of him entering me, fucking me and controlling me and using me. “I will take care of you” he said. “I love you. Just relax”. I did. After being satisfied by his initial fuck, he turned to fisting. He opened me quite gently while I added poppers to my chemmed-up state to ensure I could take his fist. David pushed in, I screamed in pain and pleasure and he said: just scream out, it turns me on. It wasn't a cruel statement, just an observation. He continued to fist me, kissing me, spanking me and then fucking me again. I was in heaven. “Do you still feel the e?” he asked. I realized it had subdued and I said "not so much". “Take some water and I will give you one more” he said. He did, and after a while I felt the intense feeling returning. He sensed I was ready for more and he fisted me again, soon punching me. Alternating between his left and right arm, my hole was punched again and again. It was so intense and so good. I didn't have the usual urge to shoot a load, it was more that I just wanted it to continue. He took some breaks and we cuddled, before he fisted me more. My as was more open than ever before and it felt amazing. We cuddled and I was in a very dreamy state. We were spooning up and I felt his hardening cock against my back. I played with it until it was again fully erect. The condom had fallen off when he had been soft so he was not wrapped up. Suddenly I felt him pushing himself against my open hole. I was still dizzy and not able to resist. He pushed in and said "can you feel my cock? I am barebacking you baby. Doesn’t it feel great? Don't you love it slut?" And I realised I really enjoyed it. Not only did it feel much closer and intimate but it was also the feeling of doing something very naughty. He started to fuck me more intensely and soon I knew he would shoot. I didn't try to avoid it. I just enjoyed feeling him shooting his load in my ass. It was so great and we kissed and cuddled as his cock softened. Still being very horny, I felt his cock slip out and suddenly I just knew I had to suck him. I took his beautiful cock in my mouth again, it tasted lube, assjuice and cum and I sucked it while wanking myself. I shot a big load and was totally exhausted, but very happy. I felt his cum dribble out of my ass and I smiled at him while fingering myself and licking his cum of my fingers. I knew I would be willing to far with this guy.

Dave stood up, slowly pulling his now deflating cock from my hole, he looked at his stomach, noticing my cum stuck to both of us. “Looks like you might have shot one of your last neg loads already.” He said laughing. “Yeah” I replied, I barely touched myself and just started cumming.” ”Well, it looks like we could use another shower. He looked down at my hole. “Damn that looks good! A nice cummy hole.” He reached out and started rubbing it with his thumb. Looking at me he’s asked. “How’re you feeling? Scared? Nervous?” ”Honestly, a little scared, but mostly happy. I’m really glad that we did this, no matter the outcome.” ”We’ll you know we’re not done yet right?” Dave asked. “I was hoping you would say that” I said smiling. “We’re going to keep fucking all week, I want to send you home knocked up with my gift Mike. And I meant what I said, until you do, I will be the only one fucking this hole. It’s mine.” Hearing this, my cock started to grow again. “Well it seems like you really like the sound of that, huh Mike?” ”My hole is yours Dave. I want your cum in me as much as I can get it!” I sat up on the bed, and noticed the thing that Dave had put on the desk when he pulled the lube out of his bag. It was a go pro camera. I asked him ”Is that recording? “Yeah it is. I wanted to document your gifting I’m sorry I should have said something, but I wanted it to be more natural. I hope your not mad, my intention was to give it to you so you would have it” ”I’m not mad at all! I think it’s Hot! I didn’t even think about it! Thank you Dave!” “I promise I will not show anyone this, it’s for us only okay” ”Sounds good to me” Looking down, Dave saw my cock standing at attention again. ”Hmmm someone does like the camera” laughing he pushed me back on the bed. “Move up a little” I pushed myself up to the middle of the bed, Dave climbed over me taking my cock in his mouth. My head rolled back with the sensation. His lips gliding up and down my length. I looked down at his head bobbing up and down. I saw him reach for the lube. He pulled his mouth off of me, opening the lube he squirted some on his hand and started stroking my cock with it. “Oh god! That feels so good Dave! What are you doing though?” ”Just relax Mike. I’ll do all the work” With that he straddled my waist and reached behind himself rubbing some lube in his crack, grabbing hold of my cock he started to lower himself on me. I felt the head of my cock at the entrance of his hole and he started to apply pressure. I felt my head pop inside of him and then he slowly sank onto my cock. The warmth was overwhelming. I looked up at him, his head was back and his mouth was open, a low satisfying moan escaping from him. When I was completely inside of him, he put both of his hands on my chest and looked at me. “I know you’re more of a bottom, but I want your last neg loads inside of me. With that, he started rocking back and forth on my cock. “Oh god Dave! That feels so damn good! This is amazing! I didn’t know you bottomed” ”I like to flip, I love the feeling of cum inside of me too!” He started to ride my cock in a steady rhythm, back and forth. My eyes rolled back and I moaned with the feeling of his hole gripping my cock. “That’s it Mike, just let go and enjoy it. Breed my hole the same way I bred yours. Give me your load baby!” Between the feeling of his hole on my cock and his talking I could feel my cum getting ready to shoot. I yelled out. “I’m gonna cum!” “That’s it baby! Shoot your load in me! Give me that seed baby!” That took me over the edge, my cock exploded inside of him. “UGHHHHHHHH!” I could feel my cum shooting in his hole and it felt so good. I had never felt such an intense orgasm or felt so connected with someone as my body shook with pleasure ”That’s it baby. Breed me deep, Yes! I love it!” As my body started to come down and my breathing slowed. I could finally focus my eyes. I could see Dave smiling down at me. He was still slowly rocking back and forth. I could feel his hole clenching my cock milking it. “That was awesome baby! Mmmmm we will definitely do that again too” he was smiling at me as he said this ”Holy crap” was the only thing I could say at that moment. He laughed at me. “I guess you liked it huh?” ”Yeah I definitely did! How about that shower now huh?” “Let’s do it babe! Then we can go grab some dinner!”

Thanx chi4, here's hoping you get as much SEX on your vacation as Kyle and Joe got on theirs...Oink, Oink!!! ☣️? As 4 me, heading next week to GearUp Weekend, a 4-day gay bareback fetish retreat in the forests of Northern California w/150 similarly minded, horny gay studs...I'll be spending my nights on the sling and/or fuck bench taking raw cock and loads...yup, I'm the bareback bandit...stealing loads!! ?

I couldn't understand at the time how it happened, I was unpacking with my mom not fifteen minutes ago and now I was frozen in between two strong men. The guy in front of me was fully undressed and started to walk back towards me. "You're a golden little pretty boy, on your hands and knees like that. Mmm baby get those fucking clothes off." My jeans were already torn open so he just ripped off my shirt exposing my chest now too. "Oh baby boy, you're so fucking smooth. And the way your back glows when it arches like that. How's your view over there? "It's fucking perfect. His back has that perfect line right down the middle of it." He hadn't started taking off his clothes yet but he did now, started with his belt. He pulled it right off from around his waist and smacked it across my back once. I winced out and arched my back more in pain, dropping to my elbows instead of my hands. "Good faggot presenting that hole." He welted it across my back again. And then once against my ass. Thankfully it was only the three hits cuz the sting stuck around after each of them. "Give him something to choke down little cuz, I'm gonna get his pussy soaking." He bent over and let a glob of spit fall from his mouth to my ass. "Please don't do this..." I was able to softly groan out. "I can't handle this.." "Baby boy you're gonna learn you can handle a lot." He pressed two of his fingers in and let them rest. "Feel how you're already adjusting to those." I wasn't though, the intrusion felt wrong and unnatural. He started to pull them in and out, spitting a lot more and stretching me open. I was groaning out and trying to run away. "Cuz I said give him something to choke down!" I looked up and apparently his cousin was just mesmerized by my helplessness. But he jumped right back into it, smacking my face and bending down with his cock pointing directly at my mouth. "Bitch, open your faggot mouth!" And instead of waiting for me to comply he stuck his fingers down my throat and prepared me to take down his monster dick. He was so thick he could only stick the tip in, "bitch gonna have to do a lot better." The man who answered the door was still getting my ass all wet. He was really going to town down there. Despite what was happening to me, that part felt really good so I tried to focus on my first rimjob while his cousin was forcing his shaft past my lips. "Yeah stretch those pretty lips around me boy. Work them up and down, see you're getting the hang of this." The man rimming me had me by three fingers, "Awh yeah boy you keep up the good work and you'll be compensated nicely for this." He pulled them out and spit one more time onto my hole, "let's get to the main event."

Just got back from GearUp Weekend, held at Saratoga Springs, CA. Played Stallions & Mares...had a GREAT time taking cock and loads ogf thick, hot, creamy cum...Mmmmmm!! Whinney......