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LA-TEX (PART 3) I was hypnotized looking at the TV above me as all these men were watching as I began to feel hands rubbing over my face, my ass, feeling different fingers probing my lubed up hole. The tight latex felt like a second skin, slippery inside. One of the first size lifted my gasmask and fed me more of the brown bottle when I felt the pressure of a cock slowly entering my ass. I’ve never been fucked in my life, but all this felt so good, a latex drone, lubed and compliant for any of these men to use. He held onto my hips as he slowly bottomed out in my ass, I could feel his pubes grinding on my ass. He pulled out a bit then slowly started to go faster and faster. I could hear each of the guys saying fuck yeah, look at that ass take his cock, breed him! I could feel two of the guys surrounding me jerking off, beating faster and faster. One of them unzipped the chest zipper on my suit, pulled it apart and then I felt their hot cum spraying on my chest. Once they unloaded, they zipped it up again and the guy in my ass dumped a huge load inside me. My god, it almost felt like I was pissing from my ass the amount of cum and lube that was coming out. One of the guys said get the bucket, we don’t want to waste any of that cum on the floor. I was still reeling from the poppers, the booty bumps and that feeling of being bred for the first time, when the next cock was rammed inside me, then the slow rhythm as he grabbed the sling chains and began rocking back and forth, gyrating and grinding his hips to dig deeper inside me. Then all of a sudden I could hear him groan as he dumped his load inside me. My head spinning, between my skin and the latex suit, a slick layer of cum and lube making me slide around in the catsuit, and an even bigger cock is ready to push inside me. I feel that burning sensation again as his booty bump coated fingers swirl inside me, getting it all in. He pulls the gasmask from my head, he looks at another of the guys “popper him up”, I want to look into his eyes while I breed him.

Chapter 9 i had waited a week, my mind stewing. Rather than go and see my family doc I made an appointment at the sexual health clinic. I was told to fill in the forms prior to going in. Under the risk category I ticked the box ‘men who have sex with men’ . Was I finally halfway to admitting what my true sexuality was? ‘hi I’m Archie’ the medic introduced himself. ‘So explain the issue Neil, I’m here to help not judge’ ‘I think I may have hiv’ I blurted. ‘I’ve started having sex with guys and I was Ill a week or so ago’ ’ok , so did you wear a condom or was the guy fucking you?’ Archie continued. ’er it was different guys and it was all bare, I kinda preferred that’ I responded feeling a bit more relaxed now it was out in the open. ‘ I know what you mean’ Archie continued’ im gay and I’m bareback only! Oh and I’m poz as well so don’t worry I know what you’re going through’ Archie took my blood for the tests and I sat outside waiting to be called back in. ‘we’ll Neil, I have the results. I won’t beat around the bush, yes you are hiv positive.’ The words hit me like a hammer. What would I tell Jess. I could hide it but my thoughts immediately went to cock. I couldn’t help it. Archie was continuing to tell me things but his voice was a blur. What could I do. I had a feeling my choices were being made for me. ‘So do you want meds immediately, or wait and come back in a couple of months when you have processed things?’ ‘Er wait’ I think I mumbled. ‘it’s a lot to process Neil, but one thing I can advise is to enjoy your new status. Don’t deny who you are, you love cock, and guys , just enjoy going bare now you know who you are’ Archie’s words washed over me. I did know who I was. I also knew deep down that I just wanted men now, I looked around me as I walked from the clinic. I was noticing the guys not the girls. My mind was set. I needed to tell Jess. I got home and the house was dark. I walked in and Jess was sitting alone with my iPad. She was upset. ‘When we’re you going to tell me? ‘ she said ‘tell you what?’ I stammered. ‘That you’re gay? I’ve looked at your history. It’s all guys, it’s all cock, lots of it. Not a girl to be seen. I thought the piercings were odd’ it was now or never’ sorry. Yes I’ve been fighting it for a while. Yes I am gay. Sorry’ I mumbled. ‘I’ll leave’ I turned and left. I rang my sister for somewhere to stay. She took me in. It also involved coming out to her too which she found amusing. ‘So my big bro likes cock then! We will have to compare notes. ‘ it broke the tension, but immediately I felt better. It was a weight off my mind. The following day my sister called Jess to go and collect my things. I wandered round town to kill time. Again I wandered into the gay village and past the tattoo parlour. I peered in . Lana was there again. I entered. I’ve come to finish that tattoo. ‘Ok come through’ she waved me through the back. ‘What are you having?’ ‘ I want that bio hazard finishing’ I said ‘you’re right I’m poz’ I continued’ and I’ve split with my girlfriend and come out, so you can now do that apple in pride colours’ ’im never wrong with things like that, I knew you were a cocksucker the moment I saw you.’ She added’ I think you should also have another piercing, leave it to me, trust me’ i left an hour later with my new tattoos and a PA. I was feeling a new person , the real me. I got back to my sisters and she had returned with my stuff. ‘ Jess was really unwell’ she said. ‘She thinks she’s picked up that bug you had the other week’ my cock became hard just thinking about it. That sex we had after I had seroconverting, I must have pozzed Jess. I couldn’t tell her, if she asked I would blame it on her holiday tattooist. But the thought that I had pozzed her made me horny. Time to go to the sauna again , I thought, and now breed some more neg guys! My new sleazy life was about to start!

Chests pressed together and his cock still in my hole, I moved my face to his and kissed him. We played in each others' mouths for a few minutes with my arms and legs still wrapped around him. "Thank you, Sir," I said, breaking my lips away from his. "I love that you've been trying to poz me this whole time, but I really feel like this is the one." "You're so welcome, boy. I've been loving every second trying to get you, too. Don't be disappointed if you're still neg in a couple months, though. It's not always straight forward, or as easy as the videos make it out," he told me. "I mean, blood coming out of your hole might mean that the virus can't get in those tears." He leaned in and kissed me again, his hand holding the back of my head. "But I'm gonna try my best tonight, this is gonna be our best opportunity so far, I think. I'm staying right in you, until I'm hard again," he continued. "Do you think your hole will be able to take a fist, or are you too sore all ripped up?" "No, Sir, you have to work it in. Make it take," I pleaded. Kissing me once more, he made out with me for a while. Eventually, I felt my gifter start moving his hips again and I moved my hands down to his ass cheeks, helping him thrust. He moaned into my mouth and I answered in kind. His dick was growing inside me, stretching me out again and I loved the sensation. This was a level of intimacy I hadn't expected when I'd sent that first message. I had thought I'd get a load or two and we'd never make contact again. Now I felt special. My hole was feeling tight now, so I knew he was fully erect inside me and he broke our kiss. "Squeeze my ass cheeks, boy, pull them apart, grip them tight. I can feel your load leaking out of me and it's so hot." Following his orders, I worked his ass cheeks while I moaned from his thrusting. "Oh fuck yes, boy," he groaned as he moved a hand back, brushing it past mine and swiping it up his ass crack. He brought it back up and stuck a finger in my mouth. My load, recently freed from his tight hole was now being worked across my tongue. I sucked on his finger like my life depended on it, moaning around it and holding eye contact. Pulling his finger out of my mouth, he put his hands on the bed and pushed up. Our chest hair, matted with dried blood, ripped apart like velcro. Both of us made a noise of pain, looking at each other with wide eyes and then we laughed. "I didn't expect that to happen," I said. "No, me neither. That hurt like a bitch. I'm never getting waxed, fuck that!" I laughed at him again. Neither of us had lost hairs, we had just plucked at them. It hadn't hurt too much, it was just unexpected and had shocked us both. From his new position, he was more forceful with his fucking. My moans reached a new pitch and my eyes rolled back as he started catching my prostate again. "I'm getting it again, aren't I boy? Your dick is leaking again," he told me. I felt his fingers working the head of my cock making me moan even more. He was making me feel so good. My hands found his arms and I went exploring, enjoying his muscular body. His fingers left my dick again, one of them sliding into my hole using my own precum as lube. "Oh fuck, Sir. You're making me so loose. You feel so good," I whined at him. "Yeah, boy. Gotta work my loads in, like you asked. Need to get you ready for my wrists, fist pig!" He was thrusting hard and fast again, breaking my moans up with each impact. "You fucking love it, boy. Enjoy my fat cock, bug slut. You're still bleeding a bit, boy. You're making my balls all red again." "Thank you, Sir," was all I could muster in that moment. "Thank you." I heard him chuckle and felt his finger leave my hole, for him to fuck me harder still. Moving my hands over him again, feeling his muscles work, I felt an orgasm build. I'd never felt this before, but he was truly pounding my g-spot. He was sweating again and as I moved my hands over to his pecs, I noticed the blood was no longer dry and I was smearing new patterns in it. "You're gonna make me cum, Sir," I panted. "I've never cum like this before." "Fuck yeah, boy. Keep doing what you're doing, we can cum together. Twist my nipples, bug chaser." I played with his nips, twisting like he said. I concentrated on the building pressure inside me, now unsure if I was going to cum or piss. I decided to trust my body and the man about to breed me again and let myself enjoy the moment. I got a face full of spit and he started calling me all sorts. I loved the names he called me, they weren't insults, more like exultations. Pig, chaser and other such things, whilst I begged for what he had. It took almost 10 minutes for him to work my load out from the inside. I was almost yelling as I blew on my own chest, incoherent noises and dripping sweat, I had finally cum hands free for the first time. I felt amazing. I looked up at the man above me, as wet as I was, still thrusting. He wasn't as forceful as a moment before, but he was still moving. "Did you cum, Sir?" I asked. "Yeah boy, I told you I was pozzing you again, but I think you were lost in your hole at the time," he grinned, looking proud of himself. "You've never cum like that?" "That was my first hands free, Sir," I said, still breathing heavily. "Fucking hot." He sounded smug. "I'll let your hole rest a bit before I wreck it."

Hooked up with a traveling top off sniffies. He’s a contractor for the electric utility and was staying at a hotel at edge of town. I finished up work, cleaned out good, pre-lubed my ass and headed over. He left door ajar, pushed it open and entered to find this sexy fit muscular dude with a hard cock in hand stroking as he watched me undress. I drop to my knees to start sucking him, we move to bed and get into 69. He’s rimming me good as I’m deep throating his cock. He made my pussy quiver with his facial hair rubbing against my ass. He had me get on my back and went between tongue fucking me and sucking my toes. That really turned me on and I begged him to breed me. He did just that. Spit on my ass and how cock and pushed in. My hole spasmed as it was being assaulted and penetrated. Finally it relaxed and he started gliding in and out and worked up a sizeable load. He shuddered as he shot his 7 day load. Felt the heat of cum flowing deep inside me. He stayed in and worked his load even deeper as I stroked and shot a huge load across my abs and chest. It was a perfect fuck. looking forward to more tomorrow.

Almost ready to get the GapeKeeper 75 next. The red one is my hubby's

I don’t understand how some men can pull out before they cum. They may as well just masturbate. I top because I need to feel the bottom’s hot tight asshole milking my cock. When I get close my cock and balls compells me to go in hard and deep and shoot my load inside him. I’ve seeded every man I’ve penetrated.

Berlin Pride was epic. Spent 2 weeks there and I can't even count how many loads were deposited in my pussy

LA-TEX (PART 2) This is the part that gets really blurry. I remember being taken down stairs to first a shower room that had a dim red light. The two staff took off my clothes and one held me up while the other inserted a hose up my ass giving me an enema. After 3 rounds I guess I was pretty cleaned out. Then one of them started applying some kind of oil to my body and they began to put the lower half of me into some kind of shiny black latex catsuit. Before they completely enclosed my body I felt a rubber band tie off my bicep and a needle injecting something into me! Damn! I suddenly felt so horny, I wanted to fuck, and even get fucked, just sex sex sex! The two zippered up my catsuit and let me into another dimly lit red room. Turning me around they seated me then had me lay back into a sling. As they were tying up my hands and feet into the straps, I looked around and saw a latex padded floor, latex padded walls and ceiling. One of them held a latex gas mask in front of me, and before slipping it over my head, he held my nostrils closed forcing me to take deep heavy hits off of a brown bottle. My head was swimming as they fitted the gasmask over my head. Looking up as I lay in the sling, I could see a TV mounted just above me, and it showed the entire bar watching me on the TV’s upstairs. I was going to be their entertainment for the night! Both staff stripped and dressed in heavy latex catsuits, with either a hood or a gas mask. I felt the ass and crotch area of my catsuit being unzipped, and I felt first a finger inside me with a burning feeling. That quickly passed and another hose inserted that pumped a warm slick liquid. As one of them began stretching my hole with his fingers, the other picked up a microphone and said to the men in the bar, “would winning numbers 1-6 come downstairs to claim your prize”.

I don't, and thus limit "underwear" to one of my favorite cockrings. And I don't mind one little bit when I catch some guy looking.

This kind of thing makes me laugh. I'm a bottom (pretty submissive, but also primal) and wear Andrew Christian briefs because the construction of the pouch is more comfortable for my cock. Nothing to do with loving taking dick and seed in my ass. If I'm getting fucked they're going down or off anyway, no matter what type they are.

This morning I was horny from the time I woke up. I went to brunch with friends and kept getting a semi and my shorts were soaked in precum. On the walk home I passed and ABS so I thought what the heck and I walked in. It was quiet. I went into a booth, nobody on either side and decided to just put my dick through the hole and wait. About 5-10 minutes later, I heard the door close in the booth where my cock was hanging through. I quickly felt a mouth on my dick and was instantly hard. He kept sucking me but I was really hoping for some ass. I pulled my cock back and whispered give me your ass. It was one of those booths with a larger hole so I could see him moving and pretty quickly his ass was presented. I’m not gonna lie, it wasn’t a pretty ass but I was horny. I slowly pressed the head of my dick against his hole. His ass was loose and well used so I was able to push all the way in on the first thrust. After about a minute of fucking, I started getting streaks of cum back on my dick. I was already so horny so I decided to just let it go and shot a huge load in him after about three minutes of fucking. I was about to pull my shorts up but I saw a guy watching through the hole on the other side. My dick was covered in cum from the guys ass and I was still leaking the last drops of my load. I pivoted around and put my dick through the other hole. That guy licked all the cum off and to my surprise, backed his ass right onto my cock. He was much tighter and at first the sensation was almost too much because I had just cum. I kept fucking though and it started to feel real good. I fucked this bottom for about 15 minutes through the glory hole before I shot another load. I pulled up my shorts left the place to go on with my day. I’m still horny and just signed up for some Sniffies cumdumps this afternoon or evening.

Over the next few weeks during my hospitalization the young nurse, working on my ward or not, would sneak into my room. His mouth would get me hard and he’d sink his usually cummy hole onto my ridged toxic poz pole. I must have attempted to knock him up a two dozen times. Each time he would get as excited as if it were his first time. His gratitude was immense! I loved shooting toxic poz cum into his willing ass. Every time my orgasm was immense, as if I wanted to put every part on myself, all of my light and all of my deepest darkest self, deep into this young man. In doing so somehow I was staking an irreversible claim on the gold mine of his being. Yet at the same time I didn’t want to be the one to poz his ass. Not out of any moral qualm. No, he was a consenting adult. If not me he was so determined he’d find another person to knock him up. No, I didn’t want to be the one to end the excitement of his chase. Yes, he could move on to other thrills. Like the thrill I was feeling in filling a willing victim with my toxic seed. But the adrenaline rush and danger of the risk would end. And this tint of fear for him was not just in the sexual consummation of unsafe sex. It was in the wait. ‘Is this the time the fuck flu will follow in a week or two? Is this the sexual health clinic visit where I will get the fateful news that I have indeed seroconverted? Is this the time I will have to face the question, ‘How will I really feel knowing I’ve taken on the life sentence of this disease coursing through my veins even if undetectable. Fuck … will the drugs even work their magic on me? Or will I be one of that unlucky minority that the drugs don’t work on? Will these moments of folly for momentary selfish sexual pleasure in the end shorten my life?’ But I also knew all this just added to the thrill for this promiscuous cum slut whore. Despite my mixed feelings I kept sticking it to him and flooding his ass with my biohazard. The first guy and the nurse had awakened a deep dark side of my soul. A side of me that relished such a power over willing victims. It was as if in some way they were willingly handing me the power to fill them with the dark power of death. I found I now wanted to merge with such a dark force in other men’s souls. Yes, it was as if I had finally found my tribe by traveling more fully down this obscure road of being the breeder of uninhibited poz dark life force. When the nurse told me he had two friends, two fuck buddies, who desperately wanted me to knock them up I didn’t hesitate to agree. When I met them, I realized I would have been crazy to turn down sex with these young gorgeous men. The first was a black man with a trained swimmers body. His skin was so silky, shiny and dark. Our naked bodies slipped together like taylor designed fitted silk sheets. His stereotypical huge black cock looked and felt amazing sliding into my hairy white hole. The look on his handsome face as he ejaculated deep inside me was animalistic and stunningly beautiful. Yes, he was a top, a tops top. Every man he met in sexual encounter submitted to his beautiful raw member claiming their ass, even if they had never bottomed before. When I learned this, I expected he would want a blood slam, or artificial insemination of my poz biohazard juices. But no, he wanted me to be the first and only guy to fuck him. He wanted me to do so as long as it took to give him even more power to make men succumb and give their asses and lives away to his magnetic personality, sexually domination, and toxic power. Every time we met, he would dominate me. He’d greet me naked at his front door, pull me inside, strip me in his front hallway and then lead me by my cock to his sex playroom. I would then be strapped into the sling. He’d expertly eat out my ass and prelube me with spit alone. He especially loved when I arrived with a load or four on board. He’d feltch some out and snowball the cum and ass juice for me to swallow. Then his magnificent horse cock would start it’s magic journey deep into my gut. He’d relentlessly fuck me, often for forty-five glorious minutes. Only then would there be this ever so subtle shift in his chest that let me know he was about to loose complete and utter control. The wild panther in him would take over. His handsome face would contort into what could best be described as a snarl. He would pant heavily as if in panicked distress to get his breath. His entire body would be convulsing and I could usually feel blast after blast of his cum painting my gut walls. Very rare when a guy cums so deep inside me. I figured it must be the power and force with which his come fired out of his big cock slit. Then for me, and no one else, he would climb in the sling and submit his powerful ass to my ‘death stick’. I loved the site of my raw dad cock disappearing in his tight silky black pucker hole. I would usually have only a moment to slide my hands over his strong shoulders, eight pack, and soft magic black skin. Then I too would loose control blasting everything in me deep into this stunning black swimmer hunk. Then would come my gratitude fuck. It never lasted as long as the first but as he struggled to get his breath after such a powerful orgasm his lips would cover mine in a passionate kiss. It was as if he was needing me to give him mouth to mouth resuscitation. I not only had a second one of his loads in my gut, but I had also brought him totally out of control and I was the one breathing his next life into him with my kisses and powerful toxic seed. The second was like a Viking warior. Muscles for days, long braided cooper coloured hair shaved at the sides and back of his head. Scruffy beard. And where is skin wasn’t covered with Celtic tattoos it was covered with freckles. His magnificent cock was thicker than anything that had ever gone up my ass. And yes, he too was 100 percent top. He was only allowing me to fuck him to receive my toxic seed. And chose this method after hearing his black friend was taking it directly from my cock. He wanted to be converted to convert. His goal was To knock up as many of the men who flocked to him as he possibly could. And they flocked to him! There were at least three of his harem of bottom wanabees at every one of our sexual encounters. Their specific job was to win a ride on his thick stick by fucking and breeding me as I took him from behind. No missionary or kissing with this macho man! I would arrive at the hotel room he had arranged so his playroom would never be defiled by his level of stoop to submission. His three slaves would ceremonially stirp him. Then they would attack me ripping everything I might be wearing to shreds until I too was stark naked. Then he would have me choke on his cock until he was satisfied I was totally humble before him. Only then would he bend over the bed offering his ass for me to mount doggy style. This was man sex, savage, vicious. The ongoing assault on my ass as I fucked him kept me from cumming as soon as I often did. Even his minions breeding my ass over and over didn’t trigger my ejaculation. His verbal abuse and demanding I seed his ass and knock him up didn’t even bring me over the top. I frequently wondered if I was even going to be able to cum, and if not, I worried what would his punishment be? And then it would happen, his ass would orgasm and milk my biohazard load deep into him. I would barely finish, and he would jump up, pin me on my back to the bed, throw my legs over my shoulders and piston his thick tool into my dripping ass. I never failed to feel I would be torn apart. Thankfully I was always rewarded with him viciously blasting his copious load deep into my gut. These encounters only started two weeks after my orthopedic doctor declared I was completely and totally healed. Ready to return to all pre accident activities. The Viking was my first success. He came down with a vicious fuck flu after only three of my breedings. I was summoned immediately, and the two of us bred his harem of six negative bottoms to celebrate our success. I loved the sex with the black swimmer and was very pleased that it took a dozen passionate love making sessions before he got sick, and the positive blood test was conclusive. For the next six months or so I bred my cute gay male nurse. Every time his test results came back negative. He was not upset, this allowed him to continue with his dangerous chasing game. His ass was taking strangers loads as frequently as ever. He even had regular sessions with his two top friends after I knocked them up. Negative test followed negative test. My encounters with him ended when my doctor put me back on meds and I was soon once again undetectable. As far as I knew and expected I had infected two top studs. I often reflect on how many willing men they have passed on my strain. All thanks to that cute young night nurse. The end

It was a frustrating yet very rewarding week to say the least! I had to fly out to the west coast to visit my most demanding manufacturing client. This idiot demands the sun and the stars, all at budget prices, but at least the trip got me away from my wife who was being a real bitch this last month. The trip was supposed to take a week, but I managed to get it all wrapped up in four days. With the return flight, hotel and rental car already booked for the week, I decided to play tourist and find a nice place to eat and relax. I don’t know the city that well so I wound up at the outskirts of the city, but noticed a place named “LA-TEX”. I kinda thought it might be a fusion of Texas BBQ with some kind of Los Angeles fusion. What the hell I said, as I walked in. The place was a mix of a dark steakhouse with lots of booths, a few tables but lots of big screen TV’s all around. I was surprised there were no female waiters or customers, but there weren’t too many patrons there anyways and I was here for the food. I have to say, the food was really good, and I got lots of attention from the waiter, asking me where I’m from, was I married, how was my trip, how long was I staying. After that huge meal and about 6 drinks, the place started getting very busy. So I unsteadily moved from my booth to the bar to continue drinking. Soon lots of guys, an older crowd, were filing in and seemed intent on getting good positions to watch the big TV’s. As I ordered my next drink, I began massaging one of my should muscles to get rid of the tension from the last week. The bartender, an older, husky guy with a beard served my drink but came around from the bar and began massaging my shoulders. Three quarters drunk, I didn’t care and it felt really good, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. I opened my eyes and saw my new drink and pounded it back. Hell If I’m getting treated this good, I’m staying a while. But the drink did have a bitter taste to it. As the bartender went back to work after pouring me another drink, I was getting really drowsy and feeling really loose. I tried to swivel my head to see what was on the TV’s and thought I saw gay porn playing. I tried reaching for my drink but kept missing the glass. That’s when I thought I heard the bartender call out to the crowd, “get your drinks now, the show’s going to begin in 15 minutes”. That’s when the bartender and my waiter lifted me out of my chair, telling me they were taking me downstairs to a special room where I can rest.

A “top” is my fuck toy,he is my penetrateur, seducer, lover, corruptor, dominator, who uses me to fulfill my desire to pleasure him and in return he rewards me with his seed.

Yes. Most of the Tops i have been with are like You in this respect, or at least claim to be. i can either take them at face value or impose my own ideas on them of who i think they are or perceive them to be. It gets back to my opening statement that i do not think there is one standard definition and that we may have general ideas for the sake of crude identification, the "Top" is in the details that may or may not mesh with the receivers desires/needs for a "Top." i have encountered guys who start out Top and evolve into versatile or even total bottom... lots of stories on BZ from guys who have changed that way, and vice versa, guys who tried bottoming and found out they don't want/need that. To me, neither sets a "standard definition" that i feel all should aspire to fit into. i think it's the other way around, words are there to help us convey the individual using them, not as a standard they have to conform to. The FB i relate in my OP is a good example... he seems to be finding need/want beyond the Top needs/desires that bonded to my bottom needs/desires for several years. i've even tried to fuck him because i really love him and want him to get what he wants/needs, but despite trying, i only get hard when a Top wants to breed me and i could not do it. And even if i could physically pull it off, i (personally) still do not believe that's a good idea, because even if he gets the physical part of a top in him, he would not be getting the psychological part of a top in him... and to me, that's as important, if not more so, when it comes to good, whole and sustainable sexual relationship with another. i think it's incorrect reasoning to say that because i have a functional penis i should Top, and worse, i think it's sort of obnoxious to imply or say that one is being selfish or is somehow inferior because they don't have the same desire or need that "I" have. There's all sorts of examples. i've encountered guys who wanted to suck on my hole and eat scat from it. They could posit that since everyone has a functional mouth that everyone should eat shit. Sure, everyone with a mouth has that capability, but not everyone has the need or desire. i do not think it makes one or the other any better or worse, superior or inferior, selfish or unselfish. It means they have a particular need/desire and instead of imposing that on everyone with a mouth, they need to find a compatible match, someone who needs/desires them as they are. And, those people exist. What it comes down to, as i see it, is compatibility. i only want to be with someone who wants/needs me as much as i want/need them. If another guy is a bottom or versatile who needs/wants a top, i'll give a hug and a kiss, but won't pretend to want/need something i don't because they want/need it. If i really like a guy and have a connection with him, i may try to help him get what he wants/needs, but i won't pretend to be that person. But that's me, and i have always found enough compatible Tops to sustain that i'm not delusional lol.

Even as a little (5,6 y's old) I felt that I didn't need to allow things to happen I didn't like. Example: At our church there was an old couple named Swanson, that ran a little vacuum cleaner shop over on Broadway. When I was a little kid (5,6?) there was a coffee hour in the basement, and Lilly Swanson and that pasty-faced husband of hers were always there. Every time she got a chance at "coffee-hour", that old toad would find my grandmother to blab at, and actually pet me under my chin. This happened over and over and over, month after month, and finally I had enough. I tried any number of times to shake free of grandma's hand, get away, but it was crowded, and gram knew I'd probably run into someone, or whatever. One fine Sunday after services (I know I wasn't tall enough yet for my head to be even with grandma's waist, and she was hardly tall), that hideous old crone Lilly Swanson pulled her usual routine, and started the detested stroking my chin. This time, however, I kicked her in the shin as hard as I possibly could. The old bitch screamed, grandma gasped, and my mom grabbed me by the arm and hauled me outta there post-haste. I don't recall if I got a beating for it, but I've never forgotten the thrill of standing my ground, even as a little kid, refusing to accept that which I detested, and kicking that old woman as hard as I could. It's one of my very favorite memories of early childhood. Even as a little kid, there was only so far someone could push me before I pushed back even harder.

Never been fucked by a guy, but I remember being fed by my 13 year old friend when I was 8 after church on Sundays

I sort of agree, with a major exception: any population, whether defined by national origin, ethnicity, religion, race, sexual orientation, gender identity, or whatever, gets a veto over names bestowed by those outside the community. The various indigenous peoples of the Americas never consented to being called "Indians" (nor, in fact, were they consulted about lumping them all into one huge category). Many such terms applied by the white majority in power were (and/or are) intended as pejorative at best, vile slurs at worst. In such cases, there's no agree to disagree; we call people what they ask to be called.

I don’t know. I think it’s mean. I never do that.

Some of you may have seen some of my other posts talking about how I eat my own cum all the time. Well this time around I started saving it, I had about 35 loads saved in the freezer, then thawed them out and drank them down. I made another post asking if anyone had any recommendations for making my loads bigger, never got any replies 😞 Yellow container is one of two I had saved, glass is them combined and thawed.

Chapter 5 – Lyle Takes It In chapters 1 through 4, I recount a weekend of using my friend Doug as my slave. This was a flip from a scene we played out a few weeks ago where I was his slave. We’re spun out on T and G, and Doug is now being fisted by Lyle, who just flooded Doug’s ass with cum. Lyle had his fist embedded in Doug’s ass. Instead of poppers, I brought the pipe up to the head of the sling and had Doug take a few hits. He blew out some substantial clouds. Then, I stopped and fed Lyle some, too. Of course, I smoked a bit too. I was enjoying watching Lyle fist Doug. He would get deep inside him before pulling back, using the thickest part of his hand to expand Doug’s hole. When he went deep, he’d get a look of concentration on his face that told me he was still trying to figure out the way through Doug’s bend and into his colon. Doug was happy no matter what was happening. He had a hot guy fisting his ass and was spun out and loving his slave time. Lyle stood up and braced his arm against his body. From behind, his sweet, round ass was tempting me. He told Doug that he wanted him to ride his arm. So, Doug hooked his feet around the sling stand and used them to pull himself forward and then push back from Lyle’s arm. It was hot to see Doug driving this process since he now controlled both speed and depth. He was getting Lyle in deep and would vary the speed between fast and almost painstakingly slow. Sometimes, when you’re getting fisted, you just want to feel every inch of movement through your ass, and Doug was experiencing that. Looking down, I could see the hairs around Doug’s hole dragging through the lube on Lyle’s arm. I was standing next to Lyle to watch this and had my hand on his ass. I was roaming around and discovered that Lyle had spread his legs to give me better access to the sensitive parts of his ass. That interested me. I probed around Lyle’s hole now. He hadn’t really been into having his ass worked over in the past, but maybe tonight was going to be different. I rubbed over and around it, putting my fingers in my mouth to get some saliva to make things slicker. I was rubbing and massaging when Lyle said, “Get some lube on your hand.” I lubed up my fingers, not really expecting to need my whole hand on Lyle’s ass. Having some lube here made the rubbing easier. I cautiously inserted a finger into Lyle’s hole to see how he would respond. I assumed all was well since he pushed back on the finger. So, I finger fucked Lyle while he was fist fucking Doug. I added another finger, then a third to my work on Lyle’s hole. It was exciting to see this man, who I had known as a mostly exclusive top, giving up his hole to me. Lyle and Doug were tiring out of this position, so Lyle suggested he sit down again. I was bummed since that would likely mean that he was done having me play in his hole. Lyle sat and resumed fisting Doug. Soon, he looked over at me and asked if I had a small butt plug. “For you?” I asked. He nodded, and I found my smallest plug. It was more of a medium size rather than a small one, but Lyle said he could take it. I lubed it up, he got up, I shoved it in (it went in more easily than I expected), and he sat down again. He didn’t take his fist out of Doug’s ass the whole time. Lyle was moving around on the plug, letting it hit different areas in his ass. He kept fisting Doug, but he was slowing his pace. Obviously, he was tiring out from the exertion. Doug noticed it and suggested a break. All agreed, and Lyle pulled out of Doug’s ass. Doug got out of the sling and walked over to the bed. I suggested that Lyle get in the sling, and I could work over his ass a bit. Lyle climbed into the sling. I helped get him situated with his feet in the stirrups and sat down on the stool at the foot. Damn, his ass looked great with the butt plug in it. First, I grabbed the plug and did some small rotating motions with it. I was determined to keep this within Lyle’s comfort, so I regularly checked in with him to ensure everything was OK. He was liking what I was doing, so I pulled back on the plug. It wasn’t enough to get it out, but it pulled back on the muscles around his hole. Oh yeah, his hole. Even though his body was smooth, Lyle had a nice dusting of hair around his hole. Like all the rest of his body hair, it was light brown and looked so sexy. I got to a point where I pulled the plug out and asked Lyle if he wanted it in again. “Fuck, yeah,” was his response. Obviously, he was liking getting his ass worked over. I stuck it in again, twirled it, and pulled it back out. And repeated that a few times. “Want something bigger?” I asked. “Sure.” I selected a realistic dildo that was on the larger size and asked Lyle if this was OK. He nodded, so I lubed it up to go into his ass. This was turning out to be better than expected. I thought Lyle would fist Doug and maybe me, but I didn’t expect that I’d be working over his ass. While I was prepping the dildo, I noticed that Doug was kneeling on the floor near me so that he could watch this, too. I placed the dildo at the entrance to Lyle’s ass and asked again if he wanted it. He assured me that he did, so I shoved the head of the toy into him. It was a snug fit, and I let him get used to the feeling of an invader of this size in his ass. Once he seemed comfortable with that, I told him that I was going to push more in. He nodded, so I began to push. There was some resistance at first, but then he opened up and took in most of the length of the dildo. Wow, I did not expect this! Again, I let it stay in place for a while so that he could get used to being filled. Then, I started with some small vibrations and twisting motions. I soon got up to small thrusts. I didn’t want to scare him off by being too aggressive on his ass. “Fuck me,” Lyle said. I took that as the invitation I needed and pulled the toy all the way out. Then, I shoved it back in again. Out, then in, out, then in. Lyle was getting fucked by the dildo, and he was clearly enjoying it. He asked me to pause for a moment and he did some poppers. That relaxed and opened him even more, and I plowed the dildo in and out of his ass while he was soaring from the fumes. When he came down from the poppers, he looked at me and said, “I see why you guys like giving up your ass. Want my fist now?” Fuck, yeah, I did.

I agree. Thus, I don't use that word, as it is too amorphous in and of itself, to convey much of anything. I desire a mug of hot black coffee in the mornings, and I get it every single time I want it. I desire 3 squares a day, and I get them. I desire a new Ferrari too, but I don't have one. Merely desiring something and needing something are two different things. Needs are concrete, they are necessary and crucial to our well-being. Desires are more fluid, can vary from time to time, and are, by definition, unstable. The desire to have sex can be assuaged merely with your fist. The need for food, shelter, well being, overcomes desires every time. You're entirely correct, in that "desire" is fickle and and can move from one thing to another easily. From the Oxford: "a strong feeling of wanting to have something or wishing for something to happen" makes clear that there are stronger urges, more foundational orientations than mere desire. "Desire" is, as you describe, quite fickle and nimble. We see a shirt in some store we desire, but can easily walk away when it's out of stock, or costs more than we want to spend, or whatever. Desires can come, they can go, and are too fluid to hang any real behavior-pattern on. Finding the best descriptor isn't always easy, and it can be a chore, but it's useful when we have only typed words to communicate. We're denied our facial expressions, vocal emphasis, all of that. Total Tops don't "desire" being the active partner, they simply "need" to be the active partner. They simply are. Same goes for total bottoms. Interestingly, some are both, like NWUSHorny. We're a widely varying lot, aren't we?

A bunch of seconds and he asks me: ‘ where should we go? ‘ ‘Let’s got to the bedroom’ I said. he threw me up on bed, his hands all over me craving my body and hole. Feeling owned it’s something marvelous. In my mind I knew what risk I was getting into, not on prep at the moment and this huge guy was giving me all the possible vibes except the one that wanted to wear a condom. He removed his white shirt, toning well with his tanned skin. Few moments later he was without a single piece of fabric on his body and damn he was looking good. How could I resist a man like this trying to get raw into my hole, my mind twirled frantically. In a matter of seconds I was on my stomach, he grabbed my hips to bring my ass up. His huge tongue was up my hole doing circles and all sort of games with my hole lips. I was in heaven. Being rimmed it’s a huge deal for me. Oh man, he was good doing that, when a man is craving hole u can sense it and feel it. His hands were firmly grabbing my cheeks open letting his face be buried inside them. He stood up and away looking at my ass. He started poking my hole with his huge cock. Fuck he’s there now, I thought. “I’m not on prep, I’m not on prep” kept repeating myself, As if it was of any help in that moment. He pushed me completely on my stomach, he opened my thighs wide apart with his massive quadriceps and all his weigh was on my body looking for my hole with his cock. I couldn’t really move or do anything. He’s at least double my size. He tried few times up and down my hole looking for the perfect angle to shoot his thrust. He finally found it and god I felt used. I’m laying here completely helpless with my thighs wide apart and a massive man double my size entering my body through my raw hole. I shouldn’t allow this. But I need it. I need to feel owned, I’m just a hole after all. Well nevertheless to say, I’ve let him. I couldn’t say no anymore, he was big and thrusting in me deeply. How could I stop him?

A few months ago I was at a gay sauna in the south of spain where I live. I was being followed by a really hot young hairy guy. Very well defined and extremely hairy. He was a bit young for me, but because he was so beefy, well defined and goddam hairy I found him very attractive. He also had shaved hair and a beard. We started talking as he asked me where was good to go to in Town. He had been to a specific place the night before but told me all the guys were too young. He wanted to go somewhere where the guys were older. Like me. So, he was obviously interested. We started kissing and I realised very quickly that he was very active. Very dominant. As we were kissing, his had went down to my ass and fingered my hole. I had already been fucked earlier, so I was wet and inviting. This made him really hard. He took my hand and we went off to a cabin. He sat on the bed and told me to get on my knees. He spoke in English, but I would find out later that he was Italian. He ordered me to suck his cock which I did willingly. I was getting traces of cum and sweat off his cock. I deep throated him to show my compliance. He told me to get up on the bed and lie face down. I did so immediately. He went straight inside me without any hesitation or any form of verbal/non-verbal consent. Straight up. It took my breath away a bit because I wasn't expecting it. However, I will never refuse a top, especially a hot one that is already inside me, so I assumed my most subservient position and welcomed my fate. Once he was into his rythmn, he started pressing me down really hard, almost holding me down. This was a turn on, so I gladly submitted. Then he took his right hand and put it over my mouth. He held my mouth really firmly while he fucked me. And holding me in place so I had no where to go, and couldn't shout or scream for help. I fucking loved it. I was being held down and fucked with a hand over my mouth. I did a pretend squirm to see what would happen. He just held me down more firmly. When he was approaching orgasm, he gripped me harder until he eventually shot his load into me. He held me in place while his cock was inside me and we lay together, me with his arms wrapped around me and his cock still inside me. Leaking his seed. Was I now being cuddled by a man who had simultated rape? Or was it rape? After a while we chatted and he was from the north of Italy. He asked me if I wanted to be fucked by some other guys that night. I said yes. So, he took me by the hand and took me into the darkroom. He stood beside me, monitoring who was approacihing. In the dim light, he watched as several guys took their turn in fucking me. Between each one, he would stop the queue and he would fuck me again. Three guys fucked me and came, and between each one, the put his hand out and stopped the next one until he was back inside me and shot another load. My hole was gaping but was like silk. I welcomed each top but my italian boy wanted to push the seed of the other tops up further. I felt like I belonged to him and I welcomed it. I never saw him again after that night as he returned to Italy the next day. But, he has left me with a longing for rough, rape like, held down, mouth held shut sex. I long for it. Sometimes if I am face down being fucked I take the tops hand and place it over my mouth or around my neck. Sometimes this horrifies people and other times they catch on very quickly and carry on. But, I now long for a top that hold me down and force me to accept him just like my italian boy.

So I visited my monster thick cocked friend again. He met me at the door with a robe on and escorted me to his room where he opened his robe and said “suck my cock cum slut” and I fell to my knees as I stuffed the huge head inside my mouth. I can barley get the head in my mouth but I pushed my tongue into the hole of his cock and I could taste his pre cum. I was able to get my cloths off and I got on my knees on a towel he had placed down he ran 2 then 3 then 4 fingers in my ass before he said “your ass is ready” and he pressed the mushroom head against my hole. And I tried my best to arch my back and present him with a nice hole to fill. As soon as he is somewhat in it’s a ring of fire and I have to pull off and he puts more lube on and presses deep again. Im really struggling with open wing up this time for some reason and I keep pulling off. I try to relax and he presses in again this time it goes in and there is that “oh shit it’s deep hang on while I adjust” feeling and I hold it for a second and then I pull off when he grabs my hips and says where do you think your going and he pulls me into his cock and he holds it there and im like “shit im not ready” and I try to pull off and he keeps ahold of my hips and I move forward to laying fully flat on my stomach and I can feel the weight of him on top of me. Fuck he knows how to man handle me by this time im ok with his massive cock balls deep in my ass and he starts to fuck me slowly then his pace quickens and now he is full on pounding and all I can do is grip his sheets in front of me and he says “ you want this load you cum slut!” And I say “yes, give it to me, give me that load deep in my man pussy” and I hear him grunt and he kinda growls as his cock swells and he releases ropes and ropes of man seed deep in my hungry ass. I counted 8 pumps. He lays there for a second before he pulls out and I flip over and grab my phone and snap this pic. I don’t wipe or anything I just pull my underwear and pants back on and we chit chat for a min while I button up my shirt before he grabs his robe and escorts me to the door where I thank him and I climb back in my car where I can feel his load smeared all over my swollen man pussy. I was sore for 3 days but I have worked out my schedule for next week for another ground and pound breeding session.

The Soldiers –supporting our troops the Dr Mike Way (this story is part of the larger series of stories I have posted that started with - "DR Mike - Biohazard or Healer") It was a hot and muggy Thursday morning in Washington, DC and work at the office had been intense and beyond busy. I was so ready for the weekend, and having to walk to work on the hottest day of the year so far was the last thing I wanted to do. I had set the alarm for 4:00 a.m. and figured I would beat the sun and get to the office before it got too hot. I left the apartment at 5:00, it was only 75 degrees, so saw a few joggers, bicyclists, and some commuters, but otherwise the streets were pretty quiet. There were a couple guys cruising around the blocks looking for the last of the night’s prostitutes. I had not gotten fucked the night before, knew Dr. Mike would not be pleased, but I struck out and was also horny as fuck! I even tried to cruise a couple of the guys circling the blocks in case one of them was feeling really freaky and wanted my biohazard ass. Nothing. Twice a week I go a different way to work and stop by this little deli to pick up lottery tickets and knew they would be open and prepping for the breakfast crowd. I crossed the street, walked east around the traffic circle, and as I came around the corner of the hotel that faces the circle, saw a soldier leaning against the wall in front of the restaurant that faces 14th Street – the designated smoking area in front of the hotel. The soldier had on black boots, camo pants and jacket, and a maroon beret. He was taller than me, and had a good 30 pounds on me – all clearly muscle. The soldier was a few years younger than me with a hard jaw line and intense eyes that latched onto me the minute I saw him. As I closed the 10 feet between us, he put the cigarette between his lips with a huge right hand, took a long drag and finished it off, stood up straight, put it out on the sidewalk with his boot, and as I got near him he nodded his head and, “Hi, how are you this morning Sir?” Sir? Fuck I was not that old, but I stopped, held out my hand and said, “Great man, fucking tired and hating this heat. My shirt is wet already and sweat is running down my ass and I have only walked a few blocks.” The soldier laughed, shook my hand and said, “I hear you Sir, but this ain’t nothing to some of the places I have been recently and this shit humidity makes your balls stick together and wedge where they don’t belong.” The soldiers grip tightened on my hand and lingered a bit longer then was normal. No, couldn’t be. I must be dizzy from the humidity. He let go, reached into his front pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one. I declined, so he lit up, and leaned back against the wall, taking long drags and looking at me. I decided what the hell, I knew all about don’t ask don’t tell, and the risk was exciting. I looked at the soldier’s uniform and it said BAKER in black letters. “Baker,” I said, “Are you in town visiting?” Stupid question I know. “Yes Sir,” the soldier said, “Here for a training course. I’m airborne forces for the army, but as a Captain I need some other skills too, so am here for a couple days with some others from my squad.” “You’re up awful early,” I said as I looked at his crotch and tried to get some idea of what the Captain was carrying. He saw my gaze, smiled through the cigarette in his lips, reached down with his left hand and did a slow stroke, shift of his dick that was hanging down his right pant leg. “Yes Sir,” Captain Baker said, “I could not sleep so decided I should get up and smoke a few and get the day started. Class today does not start until 14:00, so have to find a way to occupy my time.” Captain Blake said the last part with a sneer and a wicked look in his eyes. Here was a man looking for trouble and I was going to give it to him. “Man, the coffee I had before I headed out is starting to hit me. Do they have a bathroom in the hotel lobby?” I asked. Captain Baker nodded, smiled wide, “They do Sir. I am happy to show you,” as he started to lean down to put out his cigarette. “No man, finish that off,” I said, “You have to take everything you can that gives you a little joy and fun.” I hope he understood my hidden meaning. He just nodded, took several long, big drags, blew the smoke my way, and smiled. He finished up, stomped it out with his boot, and I followed him into the hotel. There was a clerk at the front desk off the left who was busy trying to explain to a woman the charges on her bill. The Captain and I walked down the hall to the right, past the elevators and past the sign that said Ballrooms, and around another corner until we saw the Men’s and Women’s signs and one for handicapped. Captain Baker stepped through the door marked with the handicapped sign, held it open for me, and I walked in, turned the light on and went to the toilet. I heard a CLICK, turned, and saw the Captain had turned a lock on the door. He then leaned against the wall by the sink and watched me. I set my backpack down on the floor, undid my belt, dropped my pants to the floor, and aimed. Nothing. Not a drop. My dick started to grow even though I was not jacking it, and now felt like my kidneys would burst as the feeling of having to piss was so intense. I started to blush as I was embarrassed and my whole plan to play it cool to get some cum and maybe do some stealth pozzing was going awry. I shook my head, Captain Baker snickered and said in a low voice, “Seems you have a problem. And so do I.” I looked over as the Captain undid his camo pants, dropped his shorts, and this gorgeous, fat, uncut dick fell out into his hands. He was pretty hard and his dick was almost bouncing up and down as the blood rushed to fill him up. I watched as Captain Baker bent down, pulled his pants partway back up, scrunching his dick up towards his stomach, and shuffled over to me. I did not know which way Captain Blake went – top or bottom – I did not care, I was determined to get that dick. As he was shuffling towards me, I bent forward, reached back and with my left hand pulled my left cheek to the side while with my right, drove my fingers in my ass and started digging at my guts. I wanted to be raw and bloody so the Captain could infect me with anything he might have or if I was lucky, I would get to add him to those I had infected on behalf of Dr. Mike. That must have done the trick as he let out a low moan like a Pit Bull that just got tossed a raw steak. Captain Baker got up behind me, roughly pushed my hands away. “Tell me what you need Sir?” Captain Baker said, still in a low voice. “What are my orders Sir?” Fuck – a – I was a bottom in charge! The Captain had dropped his pants and his dick was resting against my right hip. He was a good 10 inches and I reached back with my right hand, stroked it a few times and moaned a little and started gyrating my hips out of raw hunger. Captain Baker put his left hand on my hip, stopped me from moving and said again, “Your orders SIR!” As he said that, he shoved two fingers of his right hand into my hole using the sweat and whatever ass juice/blood might be there to ease his way. I moaned louder and Captain Baker covered my mouth with his left hand as the fingers on his right jammed in and out of my ass and then starting trying to stretch my hole and dig around. His fingernails found my gut walls and he dug in. I moaned loudly into his hand and pushed my ass back to let him know I wanted more of that. Captain Baker paused. He slowly withdrew his two fingers and I was suddenly afraid I had gone too far. He removed his hand from my mouth, leaned to my left ear and said, “Sir, we have to be quiet. You understand? I WILL make sure that you are Sir, you understand?” I just shook my head and kept looking forward. “Now Sir, I had asked you for my orders but believe you are not yet fit to command. You will do as I say now Sir. I have not fucked anyone since I left home, so I need you to take it like I want Sir. I will not stop once I start Sir.” He paused, I heard some rustling and thought fuck, he was grabbing a condom. “Sir, now here, open your mouth.” I turned my head slightly to the left and opened my mouth. As I did Captain Baker stuffed a bandana into my mouth, then with a couple fingers made sure the entire thing was in my mouth. My jaws were open and mouth full of his bandana to ensure I would stay quiet. The Captain then put his left hand on the back of my shoulder and pushed me forward. I bent forward, placed my hands on the toilet and arched my back so my ass was up and out. My dress shirt was scrunched up just above my ass, but Captain Baker pushed it a little higher, assumed he was looking at my biohazard tat, but did not say a word so knew he did not know what it was. Captain Baker moaned again, parted my cheeks, and this time four big fingers on his right hand drove themselves into my hole. I whimpered and moaned as Captain Baker found the spot he was digging at before in my guts and started digging again. He knew he was on target when I jumped and whimpered. This time he bent over, wrapped his left arm around my hips, pulled me back towards him as his right hand tore at my ass. He stood up, reached around and wiped his fingers that just came out of my ass across my face and under my nose leaving a trail of ass snot across my cheek and upper lip. I braced myself as Captain Baker placed his left hand on my hips again, and I could feel him guiding his dick towards my hole. The Captain’s hips pushed forward, trying to work his dick into my ass and once he realized he was lined up he paused, grabbed my hips with both hands hard, and SLAM FUCKED ME RAW! I moaned into the bandana stuck into my mouth and used all my strength to brace myself on the toilet. Captain Baker grabbed me hard and continued to push his dick dry into my ass. I could feel him tearing my hole. Even though I had been fucked a lot lately as part of Dr. Mike’s treatment program, being fucked rough and pretty dry by a big dick still did its damage and it was clear Captain Baker’s mission was to seek and destroy my asshole – RAW! The Captain’s dick served him well and forced my hole open. Every stroke hurt, but I wanted his dick so bad and was willing to do anything for it. The Captain suddenly pulled all the way out, and shoved four fingers back in there, forcing them deeper up my ass. He pulled them out and replaced with his dick as he drove it balls deep in one stroke. I tried to gasp, but had to breathe through my nose and sort of choked. Captain Baker was moaning now as he fucked – every stroke blasting my hole with big, fat, raw dick. He began pulling almost all the way out and slamming in, pulling out slamming in, faster and faster – and then stopped. My ass was on fire and I could feel his dick start throbbing, twitching, pulsing as he moaned. He stayed still for a good 10 seconds and I figured he had shot his load, but no, he started working my hole again. Now he was doing more controlled strokes, some short just in and out the hole, some balls deep, but the pace was steady and hard. I had no concept of time and the thought of getting caught did not even cross my mind, I just wanted my hole used by this soldier. Captain Baker’s fingers now dug into my sides, his nails cutting into my skin, and I could feel small trickles of blood begin to flow as his nails dug deeper and his fingers clenched into the flesh. I tried to gasp again and couldn’t. The Captain’s grip was squeezing me hard as his dick tore up my ass. I was having a hard time keeping my balance as his rhythm picked up and I then realized how loud the sound of his hips smacking into my ass was, but again I did not care. I started to moan and whimper as his dick was so deep he was making the feeling of having to piss so intense and I realized that with every thrust of his dick into my ass, a little bit of piss was dribbling out of my dick onto my shorts and dress pants. Captain Baker was breathing hard and dug deeper and deeper into my sides with his fingers and nails, I could barely breath as his moans got louder and louder and his spit was flying as he said, “OH SIR, OH SIR, FUCK – YES – YES – FUCK SIIRRRRR!!!” The Captain unloaded his fire of stream after stream of hot cum into my shredded ass. I could feel it hitting its target and the additional wetness lubed my ass up and allowed him to get even deeper as he continued to fuck me and his dick bucked and unloaded. The Captain slowly began to ease up his pace and his dick barely softened. I was moaning almost non-stop from the ecstasy and the need of having to piss. His breathing was almost back to normal as he continued to move his hips and work his cum into my ass. I tried to push myself to a standing position, but he pushed me back forward and kept pumping. A few minutes later he stopped. His dick was still inside me as Captain Baker allowed me to stand up straight. He stopped me from removing the bandana by covering my mouth with his left hand and said, “I needed to make sure it took Sir.” I didn’t know what he meant, as the Captain put his right arm around my chest and pulled me back into him and continued, “You see Sir, on my last deployment there was this hot little girl who used to come to base. She did laundry and stuff for my squad, but was also our whore. Well, let’s just say we had a lot of fun with her, but she sent several of us home with a surprise.” “I got AIDs,” Captain Baker said softly as his left hand tightened over my mouth and his right arm held me even tighter. I was breathing fast with excitement, but he must have thought it was fear and even if I wanted to scream or run, I could go nowhere’s as I was impaled on his dick. “I know Sir, I know. Now Sir you will have me with you always as I am not on any meds – can’t at base – so my cum is like a SCUD missile,” Captain Baker said. “I made sure to tear your ass up good before I started, remember?” I started breathing even faster and my dick was so hard with a mixture of piss and cum leaking out. Captain Baker eased his hold with his right arm and pumped his still hard dick a few times and said, “I coated your guts with my AIDs cum up one side and down the other. My best friend from boot camp is the base doc, so for now, the army does not know. I’ll be out soon - in about a year, and have been looking for a good piece of ass to come home to, now I got you Sir.” My eyes got really wide and I thought what the fuck? As he pulled his dick out of my ass, Captain Baker turned me to face him and said, “I’m going to take the bandana out now. What do you say Sir?” My mouth was dry and did not seem to quite work after the bandana had sucked up all the spit I could make. “Thank you Captain, thank you for marking me as your ass.” I said softly. Captain Baker smiled, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “Now Sir, wash off your face and get dressed. I think you need some more airborne dick that is full of AIDs cum, follow me. I got a couple guys from my squad upstairs who need a wake-up call and they are going to enjoy helping me train you to be a good AIDs whore for some big old Army dick!” Well, once we left the bathroom, I stopped in the lobby, used the payphone to call the office and left a message to say I was sick. I then followed Captain Baker to the elevators and we passed the front desk clerk in the hallway who gave us both a nod and a big old knowing smile. Captain Baker stepped into the elevator, pushed 8, and the doors closed. He looked at me with an evil smile, rubbed his dick, and nodded as he pulled a cigarette out and lit up. My plans to do some stealth pozzing of my own did not quite work out, but that was OK. What better way to support the troops then to give them their own AIDs whore and biohazard ass?

The next evening, he entered my room at the start of his shift, careful to close the door, spun around beside my bed and showed off the wet spot in the ass of his scrubs. “Amazing!” I exclaimed. “How many loads?” As he dropped his drawers and pushed his cummy ass toward me he quietly said; “Just have a taste first daddy, I’ll give you details after we’ve both had our fun.” My mouth was on his ass in no time and a big gob of cum and ass juice was soon squirting into it. “Mmmmm, yum. It all tastes so fresh.” As he turned and tidied himself, he explained; “Great day at the cruising woods. I scored three loads in the ass within 45 minutes. One of my favorite hospital cleaners just saw the spot on my scrubs, pulled me into his supply closet and dumped another load in me. He’s a beautiful hairy Arab. God, I love his hairy body on my back and huge raw cock shooting up my ass. We may hurry but we always strip naked to do the deed.” “Fuck you are such a slutty cum dump.” I followed “Takes one to know one. Right daddy?” “Oh, you got that right. That’s for sure.” “Well let’s get you better and out of here so you can get back to collecting.” During the course of the night we sucked each other off two times. There was another male nurse working the floor with him and he proudly reported this tall skinny nurse had planted yet another load in his ass when they stepped outside on their break in the wee small hours. A security guard had caught them and offered to go next but they begged off as they needed to get back to the floor. My nurse had promised the young Pakistani guard he could claim his ass and plant his load after their night shift was finished. When he stopped in at the end of his shift, he said he’d be off for three days. He hoped I’d be at least out of bed when he came back to work. I reminded him of his date with the Pakistani security guard. He assured me he hadn’t forgotten. In three days, I greeted his return sitting in the chair beside my bed. He congratulated me and teased; “So how many guys have you sucked off while I was gone.” “You nasty fucker!” I good naturedly chided. “You know no one gives it up as easy as you do.” “Yeah, that’s probably true. Which reminds me, I haven’t had a chance to give up my ass to you yet.” He winked. His night progressed as usual with his busy schedule. I stayed up in the chair as long as I could. I rang the call bell and let him know I could use help to get into bed for the night. “Nice. Glad to help. Anything else you might need help with first?” followed by his naughty wink. He then reached under my loose hospital gown and found me my hardening cock. He closed the door and came back to strip me before slipping out of all his clothes. He looked great in them, he looked fabulous naked. My raging cock was soon messaging his tonsils. After a bit he emptied his mouth to let me know. “I want this beauty in my ass daddy. Do you think we can manage that without hurting your pelvis?” “I’m certainly willing to give it my best try.” I enthusiastically responded. “Well just let me do all the work. A night administrator just prelubed my hole with the best cum lube in a bathroom stall on the second floor.” “How do you get any work done?” I exclaimed. “I’m quick, not to worry.” His cummy hole slid over my rock-hard cock and felt so hot and warm. “Just let me know how we’re doing. I don’t want to hurt you.” “So far, so fuckin good, thanks.” I needed to slow him down a couple of times, but he took instruction well. Further, despite any discomfort I was enjoying this great fuck. At one point it occurred to me I hadn’t told him I was on a meds break. Assuming such a sexually active cum dump was on Prep I just let the thought go and put all my attention to enjoying this phenomenal and unexpected bareback fuck. Even knowing what his answer would be when I was getting close, I warned him and asked. “Where do you want my poz load?” “Oh, fuck yeah daddy, breed me, come deep in my ass. Oh, fuck I love a good poz load!” I was blasting before he finished talking and so was he. His ass orgasm milked every last drop of toxic cum out of me. When he stood, he turned to give me a kiss. Scooping some of my load from his ass he fed some to me and tasted some for himself. “Fuck daddy, that was amazing. The only thing I would change given a chance would be your undetectable status.” “I bet while you’re on Prep it’s probably extra exciting to take unmedicated loads.” I mused, anticipating sharing my surprise. “Who’s on Prep? Fuck no, that would just take all the risk out of being such a piggy cum dump whore.” It was his turn to surprise me. “But your medical training, you’re a nurse. I just assumed you must be on Prep.” “You know what assumptions make of all of us.” He asserted. “Never had a condom in this ass, and never ever have I even considered going on Prep.” The blood drained from my face, “I’ve been on a meds break for a few months. I never would have entered you raw had I known.” “Fuck man, so you are telling me your highly toxic cum is seeping into my blood stream as we speak.” “Fuucckkk, I’m so sorry.” I cried “Sorry, sorry for what? I just wish I’d known I was taking toxic seed when you blasted deep inside me. This is fucking amazing. I couldn’t be happier. I’ve been chasing for a year and a half now. The last three toxic loads didn’t take. Now I get the excitement of waiting to see if I get sick, if you succeeded in knocking me up. Fuckin awesome man. Fuckin awesome. Wow, the risk just makes me hornier. …But damn, I got to get back to work. I’ll be back later to celebrate; God I hope you’re ready by then to pump another toxic bullet in me. Fuckin awesome!” And he was gone. I was left shacking my head in amazement,

Athletic Trainer 4 Brad was still stroking his hard dick while thoroughly eye raped Luke up and down a few times as he walked out of Luke's place and heading down to 7010. Luke has no idea how much Brad is attracted to him. It was not an accident that he came to the college where Luke is. He acted like a carefree horny dude that can't be tamed by anyone, but deep down he would say yes to anything Luke wants to do. When he hooks up with the college guys around his age, none of their holes were as good as Luke's. He's only fucked Luke a few times in a truth or dare type of situation because Luke wouldn’t just agree to be a bottom that easily. Brad remembers those times watching Luke's manhole very slowly open up for him but he could barely get half of his head in him. With everything hump, Luke's hole opened up for his hard cock a little bit more. Luke’s mouth stayed open in an O shape, leaning his head back and was moaning softly with his eyes closed. Luke's hole was so tight that it created a strong suction effect when Brad started thrusting his dick in and out of him. Brad headed down to his car first and gave himself a small slam just because. “Fuck …..” Brad said after ripping off the tie on his bicep then raised his arm up next to his face. He button his short sleeve linen shirt all the way, put some baby oil in his hand and greased up his body while feeling his own muscle. As his hand reached into his shorts and started stroking, he saw Noah parked near the building. “Perfect” Brad had a grin on his face and decided to look through his bag and changed into a white runner shorts. He got out of the car pretending to walk toward the condo and took a peek at Noah and saw that he was unloading his groceries and was struggling to carry everything all at once. He walked towards him and said “Hey Noah. Do you need a hand?” Brad said to Noah. Noah’s head popped out from behind a nearly overflowed paper grocery bag. He also didn't recognize Noah because he had a new hairstyle since they last saw each other. His hair brushed back nicely. He's wearing a pair of jeans, mint green button up shirt and leather suspenders. Noah's ass is by far his favorite. They almost seemed like they couldn't be contained by his jeans. “Un….yeah. I do. Brad, right? How have you been “ said Noah “I’m doing well but I have to go to the bathroom really badly all the sudden” “Oh…umm” Noah handed the three paper bags in his arms to Brad then pulled out his phone and clicked a few things. “There. If you don't mind taking those to 7010 on the 7th floor, I just unlocked my door so you can use my bathroom if you want. I'll be right behind you. I just gotta get my equipment bag out and paper towels.” “Gracias” Brad said and started walking to the building. Noah paused for a second because he was distracted by Brad's shorts. He thought he saw the head of Brad's dick coming out of his shorts but he couldn't really confirm as Brad getting further and further so he turned his attention back to getting his stuff out of the car When Brad got out of the bathroom, he found Noah finishing putting the last of his groceries in the lower half of the fridge on his knees. He walked up next to Noah so his crotch is at Noah's eye level. Noah looked to his right and paused for a few seconds then he looked away pretending he didn't notice anything and hoping Brad didn't either. Noah attempted to carry on a normal conversation and said “Thank you for carrying the groceries for me” “Go ahead” Brad lightly whispered “Hmm!?” Noah finished putting the last of the grocery in the fridge and avoided turning to his right sway. He tried to pretend that he didn't hear Brad” “I saw you looking, boy so I'm letting you know that you can have it” Brad said it softly to Noah Noah turned to his right but before he could look up. Brad’s hard mushroom head is just in front of his mouth. A droplet of precum looks like it's about to fall off his dick. Noah stuck his tongue out and licked that droplet off Brad's dick. Then wrap his lips around Brad's head and moved around in a circular motion focusing on Brad's head. “Damm…..you give good head. Boy. Do you want one of these?” Brad held up two unopened syringes in his hand. Noah didn't know what to say and was wondering whether Brad knew he gets high or if he's just trying his luck. Brad saw Noah's face and thought he seems confused so he held up an orange cap in his other hand and said “I saw this in your bathroom. It was just on the bathroom counter so I assumed you like to have fun” then he gave Noah a big smile. Noah thought “damn it. I left that out? I'm an idiot”. Before Noah went to the grocery store, he went over to some guy's house and got fucked by 3 anonymous guys. He was already high from smoking so he decided to slam him before he go to his hookup. Noah gave Brad a few nods then Brad teased him and said “I don't know what that meant” and continued to smile and enjoy Noah’s mouth. “Yes” Noah responded “Yes what?” Brad asked “Yes daddy. Please slam me” Noah said while he slowly slid his mouth along Brad’s dick and watched it slowly disappear in his mouth, feeling it deeper and deeper in his throat. Both of his hands are twirling around his own nipples. “That's a good boy. Do you have distilled water?” Brad asked Noah point to a cabin door just behind Brad “Perfect. Do you want to take it to the bedroom or out here in the living room” Brad asked. Noah knew his place playing the submissive role and did not stop sucking Brad’s dick to answer the question. Brad got even more excited that Noah passed the sub 101 test. Both of his hands grabbed the back of Noah's head and said “let daddy test how your throat feels once then we can smoke a little bit, ok boy. Hold still and look at me. Look at me” Brad didn't notice it earlier but Noah's eyes are still slightly dilated. He must still be feeling his high from earlier. “Now take a deep breath and relax your throat. You can tap on my legs if I go too fast. Now relax….. relax. Keep all of your focus on daddy's dick. Feel where it is then open up a path to your throat for Daddy's dick” Noah can barely open his mouth big enough to his Brad's dick in. A third of the way in, Noah tapped on Brad's legs. Immediately Brad let loose of his head but he quickly said “I won't push but you are not allowed to take my dick out until your nose touches my pube. Understood?” With Brad's dick in his mouth Noah couldn't not this time so he gave Brad a thumb up. Brad's hands let but they are still behind Noah's head. “Take a deep breath with your nose and slowly let it out…….. do it two more times and look at me when you do it” Brad's teal color eyes maintain eye contact with Noah and smiled at him with the look of approval “Now. Take another deep breath then instead of letting it out from your nose. I want you to say ‘ahh’ and let the air out slowly and evenly, lasting as long as you can. As soon as your nose touches my pube we'll take a break, ok? Noah gave Brad a thumb up once more then held Noah's head with the same amount of tension just moments ago. “Hang on. I almost forgot. It's your lucky day bc I just got it today” Brad pulled out maximum impact and a nicely folded rag from his bag, he sprayed rag, folded a thin layer over the spot he sprayed it on then he quickly covered Noah's nose with it. “Take it in as much as you can for daddy. As much as you need to surrender your throat Noah's felt the aerosol breeze into his nostrils and repeated it two more times. The last thing he heard Brad said was “now relax and say ah”. Even though Brad continued to give Noah instructions to open up, he couldn't hear what he said for a few seconds. The pulsing darkness closed in on him very quickly. He could feel Brad’s dick going deeper in his throat while his eyes were closed. Brad still held on to the back of his head tightly and brought him forward. “Oh damn….good job boy it feels amazing” Maximum impact finally gradually wore off. Noah could feel Brad's dick moving back and forth in his throat but he didn't remember that he got it in all the way but he realized he did when he opened his eyes. Realizing what was happening, his gag reflex all the sudden kicked in. Brad let him go this time but the sensation of his dick pulling out of his throat felt weird and made him choke for a second. He coughed a few times then he felt Brad lifting him up by his armpit then he wrap one arm behind him around his waist and ass pulling him closer and the other grab the back of his head and made out with him. Brad’s hard cock pressing against him. Noah grabbed it with his hand and was amazed by its girth. “I can't believe that went all the way in my throat” he thought Two of them passionately made out. The tongue battles in their locker mouth until Brad finally broke the kiss. Noah backed away and saw Brad had the biggest smile on his face. “You are a lot more fun than I expected” Brad said “go get you stuff. Mind if I hop in the shower for a rinse?” Brad pointed at the bathroom and asked. “Of course. I'll be out here.” Noah said “No. Not at all” Noaj started walking to his bedroom to get the bong That throat fuck was so good and it's keeping Brad rock hard all through the shower. Brad shocked his bad with cold water right before he got out. Fragrance for the sopa will keep him smelling good for a little while. He put on Noah's half see through robe and walked out of the bathroom. In the living room, Noah had pushed the ottoman together and had porn up on the Tv. He's wore just a pair of red jockstrap and hitting the bong. Brad walked into the kitchen to make the 3 points. He's hoping Luke follows through with his end of the bargain. “That color looks good on you” Brad complimented Noah’s jock as he join him. Noah is slightly tanned and has each of his nipple pierced with a bar. “Remember the guy I was with when I met you the first time? Mind if he joins us?” “Yeah. I thought you two were together to be honest. I jo that night thinking about you two. I can't believe you are in my place. Of course he can join us” Noah said “Then do me a favor. Hit that bong good, blow it on my dick” but first, open your mouth. Noah followed Brad's instruction and his mouth wide. Brad gave him a pill and watched him swallowed it then said “vitamin K” “Oh what!? I've never had it before” Noah said with excitement then took a hit of the bong.Noah blew a good cloud on Brad's soft dick, The first few pictures he couldn't even see Noah's face. Then Noah proceeded to suck on his cock and it quickly grew in his mouth. He learned well….he already knew that occasionally deep throat like they did in the kitchen is what Brad loves. “Fuck…” Noah followed up with an expected blow job. Noah wrapped his lips tightly on the head of his dick with his hand wrapped around the base of his dick. He could hardly focus enough to finish sending the message. He quickly sent the message out to Luke and said ‘door is unlocked’ then threw his phone to the corner of the couch and he proceeded to set the points down on a tray. Noah stopped for a second and grabbed a gas mask and asked “do you want to try this, daddy” Hearing Noah calling him Daddy again made Brad’s cock twitch. “Sure,” Brad said. Noah showed him how to connect everything while Brad load up the bowl. Brad took a hit without a mask on and blew it into Noah's mouth and made out with him for a little. As Brad put the mask on he asked “what's the other tube for?” Noah grabbed the bong and took a nice hit himself then unscrewed the other tube and filled Brad’s mask with smoke. “Holy shit. I can't see anything” Noah handed him the lighter and the bong back. He's feeling that pill coming on now. All he can think about is sucking Brad's cock. He opened up Brad’s rope and looked at Brad with his dilated eyes and asked “May I daddy?” Something about someone older calling him daddy was just so thrilling for Brad. He had to inhale the smoke out of his mask to see what Noah was even asking. “All yours boy” then he grabbed a bong and took a nice long and steady hit until his mask was filled with smoke. The smoke only got thicker when he exhaled. The mask actually got a good buzz going for him. Since he couldn't see anything, he decided to lean back and feel the pleasure that Noah was giving him through his mouth. Noah's hands were playing with his balls. Occasionally tucked it when he swallowed the whole thing in his throat. Noah's hand was applying pressure to his inner thighs. Brad started moaning out loud in the mask. Naturally he opened his legs wider and wider. Noah then moved one of his hands to massage Brad's taint. Brad finally could see Noah again but all he saw was his dark hair in between his legs. He took a hit of the bong again then tapped Noah's shoulder and signaled him to hit the bong and said that he's good for now. Noah blew the smoke in Brad's mask through a tube then grabbed another attachment that was pre soaked with popper and attached the tube to it. He immediately got back to massaging Brad's taint and started deep throat fucking himself. “Ahh ahhh Ahhhh fuck. You're so good” Brad said. He had no idea Noah attached the popper to his mask and started to get lost a bit under the mask. Brad's legs are open wide enough that Noah pulled him forward so he is on his back more then raised his legs up, pushing them back toward Brad. Brad's hole is now exposed in the air. Noah then devours Brad's hole. It's been a while since anyone rim Brad. All Brad knows is he has never felt so good. He still doesn't realize the popper is attached to his mask. Everything Noah does is just an overwhelming amount of pleasure that he couldn't quite tell what exactly Noah was doing anymore. He was moaning loudly before then he got even louder when Noah’s hand reached up and pinched his nipples. Noah is done rimming Brad's hole and is now using his rolled up tongue fucking Brad's pink hole. The louder Brad moan then more turned on he was. He loved the verbal feedback, letting him know how well he's doing to please Brad. The smoke in Brad's mask began clear but with more space to diffuse, Brad could only see black and was moaning uncontrollably. This pleasure was not what he had expected but he loved it. Noah exposed his rock hard 8.5 in dick and began sliding his shaft up and down along Brad's butt. Brad was so high and relaxed that occasionally when Noah's dick slided upward, Brad's hole would catch the head of Noah's dick and took it in partially but Noah was only focusing on sliding his dick up and down. He started pinching Brad’s nipples harder. “Does Daddy want this dick in him?” Noah asked “Daddy's hole seems so hungry” Brad was a little lost in his own world because he took the same pill he gave to Noah. He heard what Noah said to him so his hands reached down and spread his cheeks open and said “Yes. Give Daddy your cock. Fill me up. Ahh ahhhh” Brad felt Noah’s dick inching his way in. He doesn't bottom often but Noah's cock felt amazing. “Ohhhh….. daddy's cunt hole is amazing '' Brad's hole wrapped Noah's dick with just the right amount of tightness. Noah held his dick in place and grabbed a the a took and big hit then reattached everything so the smoke goes right back into Brad's mask. Brad's mask is filled with smoke and he couldn't see anything again. The more he tried to clear the smoke, the more popper pume he inhales, making his hole a perfect tool to milk Noah's cock. Noah push Brad's legs even higher and got on the couch fucking Brad at an angel top down. His balls slapping against Brad's butt at a steady rhythm. Brad was moaning at the top of his lungs but only less than half of that sound escaped from the mask. “Daddy's hole….is so fuckin good….. You wanna be bred?” Noah reached and took the mask off Brad's face. Brad's face was blushing and looked like he was in ecstasy. Brad voluntarily held his legs up for Noah. “Fuck me boy. Show Daddy what you got. Come on” Noah reached out and choked Brad with his right while his left wrapped around Brad's leg and got on his knees on the couch penetrating Brad hole hard. Moments later Noah started to grunt. “here it comes. Ahh aaahhhhh here it comes “ Noah yelled “Yeah baby. Fill up Daddy cunt hole” then Noah flooded Brad's hole with waves of cum. Far more than Brad was ready for. The two remain steady in the same position. Noah cum so fucking much Brad could feel his cum dripping deeper in him. Noah slowly pulled his dick out. It was then they heard someone clapping. It was Luke. He came in right when Noah got rough and was reaching orgasm and even recorded that hot pounding session. It was not a sight he had expected but he certainly didn't hate it. “Sorry. I didn't want to disturb when I came in” Luke said. Luke had already stripped down to a pair of yellow jocks and his cock sticking out of his jock’s waistband. Drinks? He handed Noah and Brad each a bottle of Gatorade and before they started drinking it. He pulled out a tall brown bottle and said “anyone wanna spice up your Gatorade”. Brad and Noah hesitated for a second but both reached out with their open bottle to Luke.

Niall could see Dave was game and over the next couple of minutes introduced a second finger, then a third, widening his apprentice up in anticipation of mounting the sexy young man and popping his cherry. Tommo steped back from Dave and turned to Niall, "how long since we stopped drinking?", "Bout two hours I'd say". With that Tom walked to the fridge and took out a jar of clear liquid, a small syringe and three glasses.Niall removed his fingers from Dave stood up and guided his apprentice over to the counter top. Sensing Dave's curiosity Niall explained that Tommo was pouring them each a shot of G. "If you think the T is fun, just wait until you try this" Niall said with a cheeky smirk. "Drink up lads" Tommo announced, as the men downed their shot mixed with coke. Dave followed the lead of the others, downing the shot in one. Niall saw the look in his face, "I get it lad, not a great aftertaste but trust me, it's worth it". Dave suddenly felt lighter, hornier than previously, he turned to Tommo who grabbed his face, pulling him into a hard kiss, from behind Niall began kissing his neck, slowly bringing his arms around Dave, reaching and feeling over his chest before focusing in on his nipples. Dave was in heaven, the two older men overwhelming his sensations. "Think he's ready" a voice proclaimed. Dave was led back to the couch and laid down across it. He looked up to see Tommo above him, looking straight into his eyes, "oh lad, you're a hot fucker, I can't wait for my turn", Dave just smiled as Tommo began massaging his chest. He then felt his legs being lifted up and the couch dipped as Niall positioned himself. As a reassuring voice kept telling Dave how sexy he was and how well he was doing a warm, wet liquid started dripping over his hole. The familiar feeling of fingers slowly entering him caused a moan to escape his lips, "shhhh" Tommo replied, "it's okay kiddo, we're gonna take good care with you" slowly lowering his face to Dave's, kissing him again. Dave felt Niall's fingers leave his hole, but something bigger replaced them, throbbing at his entrance. Niall's cock began pushing against the young man's sphincter, slowly moving itself in bit bit bit. Dave's body reacted, trying to adjust to the initial discomfort but he was held and told to calm and relax. After a few moments he allowed Niall further inside him. Niall was loving the feeling of the virgin hole engulfing his cock. He knew he needed to take care not to hurt his boy and wanted to ensure Dave felt the pleasure as much as he did. Over the next while Niall moved his cock back and forth, easing further and further into Dave with each following push. When he was in fully he paused, allowing Dave to fully get used to the feeling. Sweat was dripping from his brow as the heat of the atmosphere rose steadily. Dave was moaning with a mixture of pleasure and pain he hadn't experienced before. Tommo had moved to another seat, pulling his own cock at the sight of hos buddy mounting the young stud in front of him. "Fuck yeah, can't wait to see you ride him" he whispered to Niall.

First load Going outside about noon, my neighbors dad was cutting the grass. We’ve played and he’s cum down my throat three time since I first sucked him off in April. I go over to his garage because I knew nobody was home, and he gets excited. He is a sweaty white shirts and basketball shorts. We have quick small talk and then he closes the garage door and says wife took the kids out. My dick is so hard in my Jean shorts and he grabs my head and pushes my nose into his crotch and the smell of his body is making my hole wink. I get on my knees and unbuckle my shorts I’m not wearing underwear. He’s still soft but you can see the outline of his meat. I pull down his shorts and boxers and i remember I loved sniffing on his foreskin which by now has started retracting and I get a good woof. His large balls are sweaty stuck to the sides of his legs. I put his flaccid 4.5 inches into my mouth and for the next 10 mins worship his cock. He starts face fucking me half way through and forcing himself deeper and deeper down my throat. My eyes are watering and I’m trying so hard not to gag his nuts are slapping me on the chin. The whole time I’ve been slowly lowering my shorts to get him to notice my ass. And sure enough as I start to taste all the precum I feel his finger exploring my hole. His cock head is so large I can feel his throbbing dick in my throat. He has me moaning as he goes from two fingers to three and I’m not expecting him life me up and put me on his work bench. Laying on my back he spits on my hole and says he hasn’t cum all week his cock is a little shorter than 7 inches but has a huge wet cock head I’m gasping for air and my cock is leaking like a faucet as he stretches my hole open his eyes are rolling back and I’m slowing being penetrated. He starts moaning and in less than 5 mins. I lost track of time when he was balls deep inside me. We were barebacking and I take all the cum he can shot as he grunts he lets out a body shaking orgasm. I pull my pants up and get out of there but I’m so turned on I head over to my buddies house. Second and Third loads He text me that he’s home and we can chill in his room. When I arrive I realize his cousin is visiting and kinda play it cool. We chat and horse around and then he starts talking about all the times we would go hiking. I’m starting to turn red because on those hikes. Would make me make me suck his cock. But he is telling the story us getting caught in the rain and we striped down to our underwear’s to keep our close dry in our back packs. We are under the tree and I get a bonner and he openly says that he compared my dick to his cock. He tell his cousin to show me his cock. He pull his cock out with out flinching and says here suck it. I’m blushing but I oblige. Comparatively he got a small cock head but a nice thick base and I start going down on him as my buddy whips his cock and tells me to make both of them hard. I’m getting turned on by this point and now I find myself deep throating two uncut cocks. My buddy says that he told his cousin he could probably fuck me if he wanted to. I look over at him and he nodding. As my mouth is still occupied with opening wide enough for his cousin’s thick cock my buddy gets impatient and pulls my shirts down and surprised I was free balling. He fingers me and realizes I came over to get fucked. And his plunges his cock as deep as he can. Hes pounding me and an slowly manages to go balls deep. I’m moving like a little bitch as I’m getting my throat fucked and hole filled. I think it’s too much for his little cousin because he pulls out fast so he doesn’t cum my mouth gets a break and my buddy tells me to ride him. He get on the couch and I saddle him. Big cock head pushes in and slide down his 6 inch cock as he pulls me close to him lays down on the couch, calls his cousin over and tells him to stick it in a before I can react I feel his little cock head push its way in and pry my hole, doesn’t really. The feeling of double penetration is really painful but I’m pushing out as hard as I and relax as I can hear them moaning. I want cum so hard but it’s like switching back and forth from wanting to pee and wanting to cum it’s so intense and I just let them fuck the shit out of me. Then the most amazing feeling comes over me as I start to feel one of them cumming which makes the other cock start cumming as well I’ve never felt such an amazing feeling as two guy cocks throbbing simultaneously as they are cumming uncontrollably inside you the fun is soon over and I’m cum farting to no end. I thanks them and his cousin says that I have an amazing hole. Last three loads II go home and lay on my bed having been stretched beyond my limits. I’m craving cum at this point and make my way to the park to press my luck. I go to a secluded bench start sniffing my buddies underwear I took before I left. A good 45 mins goes by and I’m doubting any action. I hear a guy and then I sit up and see if he looking. He get closer but walking slow and I wait. He is middle aged slightly tall and average body. Then it happens flashes me. I could kinda it but he quickly shoves it down my throat. And I’m gaging. He’s got a pretty big cut cock and he moaning I tell him to sit as I go down on him. And when he’s rock hard I ask if I can ride his dick. He looks around and then feels my hole immediately agrees so now I’m hopefully about to take my fourth load, when we see a mother person walking toward us and we both freeze I’m so glad his thick enough to fill me hole because I know all that cum inside me wanted to cum out. But to our surprise he is also cursing and soon I’m sucking on his soft musky dick. He’s really thick but not that long. It’s not long before the tall guy says he’s gonna cum and I take his load. He off him and I could feel cum dripping down my inner thigh. This makes thick cock guy ask if we were fucking raw, and I laugh a little and say yes, he lifts my legs in the air and my taking his dick and muffling my moans in my buddies underwear. I could he another guy coming and thick dick says he came with his friend. He tells him he’s close to coming and then I feel his dick twitching and I’m squeezing my hole as tight as I can. He pulls out and hands my legs over to his friend who is already hard and just shoves his cock in me deep it feels so good and before I know it I hear him say I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum. I what took all day get three loads happened in less then 10 mins at the park. The guy pulls out and I pull up my shorts and head to my car feeling stretched and full of loads. I get him and little tired lay down and keep fingering my raw hole and taking how it feels for cumdumps to take a much of loads while getting fucked in a sling. I skip the shower and lay in bed in my underwear so what ever cum leaks out while I sleep will just leave cum stains in them. I fall asleep on a Thursday night with all of the 6 guys loads still inside me.

This neg guy messaged me on BBRT. He was specifically looking to convert to Poz. During our exchange of messages I explained to him that I am now very unwell, and as a consequence my home is an utter filthy mess. That didn't deter him. Now for the real test of his authenticity ... If he wanted what I could give him, he would do some housework for me, and help me have a bath to wash my wasting skinny body. He agreed. We arranged for him to visit the following day. The next day came, and he messaged asking if we were still on. OK, he was serious! I gave him my address, and told him I would leave the door off of the latch so he could just come in. 6pm arrived, he was bang on time. He entered my living room where I was watching TV. I hit the mute button. He was as his photos suggested, well built rugby build, clean shaven. A very handsome 27 year old. 'Hey Sexy'. 'Hello Sir'. 'Strip naked. Keep your trainers on,'. He did as instructed. Although once I saw he was wearing a tight hugging Jock Strap I ordered he leave that on too. 'Come over here between my legs, facing away from me'. Again, he obeyed. And I had a good grope of his sweet neg ASS. 'NICE. Very Firm'. I ordered he clean my bathroom, mop and hoover floors, and gather the huge lot of rubbish scattered all over the place as a result of not being in the best of health. After cleaning in his Jock & Trainers he ran me a bath. As he washed me we spoke ... 'Is this what you want to end up like, sick and decrepit?' 'Yes Sir. It might seem crazy to most, but, it is what I need. What I deserve. And I want to know for sure who my 'Gifter' is, so I can remember him fondly, always carrying a piece of him inside me'. Having bathed me, he dried my scrawny pale body. Naked, dry, and with finally a good wash I walked into my now tidier living room, stood in front of the TV and began channel flicking . The rugby build boy without a word knelt before me, took my flaccid Dick into his mouth, pulled on my balls. I was in no time very hard. With one hand controlling the remote, the other held behind his head as I rocked my hips. I threw the remote to the floor as I got more and more turned on, now with both hands pulling his face in tightly as I began fucking his face. Out of breath I pulled out, stood back so he could see me full length... 'You sick Bastard coming here to get converted ... This REALLY what you want?' 'Oh GOD YES Sir. Destroy me and my future'. 'You sick nasty pig'. His face lit up when I said that, as he nodded in agreement with a big happy smile on his face. I took him to the bedroom where I had a vinyl play-sheet ready on the floor. He brought his little rucksack with him, from which he took out a toothbrush, he handed it to me and got on all 4's. 'Make me bleed Sir'. 'You are one fucked up pig'.

I'd always been fascinated by the bathhouse scene. Something about back to back anonymous hookups just gets my engine purring as a horny bottom. It had been awhile since I'd been to one but it also been a rough week. My BF just left me, and my usual fwb weren't around. I needed fucking and I needed it bad. Normally I liked to play bare in bed, but anytime I'd been to a bathhouse I always made the guys wrap up due to the sense of elevated risk. This time though, I had been fighting off a serious urge to take some loads deep. At this point in the story I am an experienced bareback bottom, neg despite years of risky play, and not on prep. I'm not sure why I never went on prep, other than sometimes the subconscious makes decisions for us. So I made a pact with myself. I'd head down to the nearest bathhouse and leave the condoms at home. I wanted to take 12 loads total, ideally from at least 6 different guys. My record was 8 so this was only a small stretch but enough to make me work for it. I packed my bag and hopped the train. As soon as arrived I could tell it was going to be a fun night. It was Saturday so the place was packed. I checked in and went to find my locker. I could feel guys eyes on my tight little ass as I stripped and closed my locker. I returned the stares with a wink and headed off to find an open sling. I wanted to get a few loads under my belt right away to ease my anxiety. As soon as I got myself situated in a sling, three guys had already lined up to play. Off to a good start. The first guy came right up and started touching me and playing with my hole. "Love an unused hole. You want me safe or bare babe?" to which I replied "only bare please". He smiled and lubed up. Before long he was balls deep and fucking me hard while the other two watched. Without another word he shot his load deep in my willing cunt and pulled out. The second guy didn't hesitate to follow in the same fashion. The third guy was bigger than both of them and took his time with me, really pleasuring me as he fucked me deep and slow. We both came together and I could tell he shot a huge load in me. After he did he said he'd be right back. He returned a few moments later with a sharpie. "I want to help you keep track" he said as he wrote Load Count and struck 3 lines below it. I found this incredibly hot and said "lets make it 4 then". He gladly obliged and flooded my hole again, dutifully adding another strike to my thigh. He slipped the marker into a pocket in the strap of the sling, kissed me, and left. I decided it was time to move around so I got up, taking the marker with me, and headed in search of a nice cock to suck on to give my ass a small break. I quickly found a nice hung guy in a room with the door open who was jerking off alone. I quickly joined him and sank to my knees. He gladly released his hand from his cock and fed it to me. I could tell he was close so I wasted no time and made him shoot his load down my throat. Yum. "Find me later in a sling": I said and left. The evening was moving fast and my load count was only 1/3 there so I decided it was time to get back to it. I headed for the dark room, found a bench and got on, bending over and making my cunt available for whoever came along. After a few minutes I heard someone shuffle in and slowly his hands found me. Without ever saying a word, his hard cock found my hole and he slid right in, made easy by all the cum leaking out of me. He fucked me hard for a few minutes, came inside, and left without a word. Another cock followed in the same fashion. This one managed to grunt "fuck yeah you're a cum dump" before pulling out. I was incredibly turned on and hadn't cum since the sling. I needed more. I stumbled out into the hallway and took my trusty sharpie to myself, adding two more strikes. I wasn't counting mouth shots, so now I was up to 6 loads. As I did this, I noticed a tall strong looking guy watching me from the other side of the hallway. He had a long thick cock. I glanced him up and down noticeably enough for him to walk over and talk to me. As he got closer I noticed a biohazard tattoo above his hip. I knew what this was, and it wasn't what I was seeking. Nevertheless, he was very attractive and his cock was amazing. "Taking a few loads there, huh boy?" he said looking down at me. "Yes sir" I mumbled back, still gazing at his cock. "You want a few more?" he responded, cock twitching and rock hard. "I...um.." I stumbled over my words, looking at him, his cock, back to his tattoo, back to him. "I'm not on prep". "No? Hm, well maybe you're not ready for my toxic loads yet then, but I'm sure we will change that". With that he leaned in and kissed me hard, and grabbed my ass, then walked away saying "it's your choice". Looking down my cock was so hard. Fuck. Why did that turn me on so much? Now throbbing, I needed a distraction from that beautiful cock. Passing a few rooms, I finally found one that was open. Two guys were jerking each other off in a bed. I stepped in and offered myself "need a bottom boys?". They both nodded enthusiastically and got up to make room for me. They both fucked me missionary, taking turns tagging me with their bare cocks. Soon enough my count was up to 8 as I left the room with their loads dripping down my leg. In the hallways I passed mr biohazard again. Fuck I thought, my cock just twitched again and he definitely noticed as I blushed and looked away. I felt him look back as I passed and chuckled - probably at the amount of cum leaking out of my well used hole. I headed back to the sling, hoping to free my mind from this little trap and bump my count up as I was starting to get a little tired. Sure enough as I strapped in, and secured my sharpie back in its original place, another man was at the door staring at me and jerking himself off. I motioned him to come in. He walked up, staring at my leg and all the tallies counting up the loads I'd taken. "I love cum dumps" he said. "you want me to fuck you?". "please" i managed to moan back. "Good, I have been waiting for someone to let me breed them all day". He slid in easily. His cock was on the smaller side, but he had a good build and a cute face. And honestly after the ravaging I'd been taking a smaller cock was kind of a relief. He really got off on my sloppy but still tight enough little hole and shot his load quickly into me. A little disappointed, I was quickly relieved when he didn't pull out and started thrusting again - driving his first load deeper and then finally shooting a second one in me. "fuck yes, add your tallies please" I said as he pulled out. I could feel his fresh cum leaking out of me. He looked down as it splattered on the floor. "Shame, I wish more had stayed inside you. You're pretty full.". With that he got down on the ground and started eating me out, extracting all those loads with his tongue. It felt amazing. He came back up and planted a big cummy kiss on my lips. "Let's try that again" and as though he had endless stamina, he thrust his cock back in me again - fucking me slow and deep this time until he shot what felt like the biggest load yet deep inside. He pulled out, added another tick line to my thigh, kissed me, and left. 11 loads will have to do, I thought to myself. It wasn't going to get better than that. But I wanted to cum again, so I lingered in the sling for a few minutes, jerking myself off. Before I could cum I heard a voice at the door. "I guess you're ready for me now." I looked up to see mr biohazard, harder than before, standing in front of me. Fuck. My cock got even harder at the sight of him. "Let me help" he said, taking my cock into his hand. I returned the favor, I thought maybe I could satisfy him with a mutal jo and call it a day. As we played with each other he leaned in close, and said "I need to be inside you boy". Looking up at him I must have just looked like an utter slut. I opened my mouth, providing an invite, again hoping this would satisfy him. He took me up on it, pulling me forward so he could get his cock deep in my mouth. As I sucked him he started talking to me. "No point resisting me now boy. I just watched you take 3 poz loads from my friend Ben. He's even more toxic than I am. But I don't want him to have all the fun, I had called you first.". With his cock filling my mouth I couldn't say a word but panic clearly spread over my face. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. I guess you have a choice now, huh? You can get out of here, get some pep and you probably won't convert. Or, you can stay, and enjoy this big cock burying itself deep in your fertile little hole. You can give in to my big poz loads. Heck if you do that, maybe I'll even go home with you and we can make a night of it. Yeah, I think you'd like that". My heart was racing as his words sunk in. I'd already taken 3 poz loads? As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he pushed me back and started to tease my hole with his cock. "What'll it be then boy?". My fear was quickly turning to ecstasy as he gently pushed the head of his cock into me. Looking over his shoulder I could see a few guys had gathered to watch, and one of them was the very guy who'd given me the sharpie. He caught my glance and said "Wow you're doing great on that load count, I didn't realize mine wouldn't be your only poz load of the night". FUCK. I'd been taking poz loads all night?! At this moment something in my brain snapped. I broke. All my mind could focus on was this huge hard cock begging to enter me, and that missing 12rh strike on my thigh. I looked up at him and just managed to choke out the words "just take me then". At this all he and the guys at the door went wild. "yeah boy, I knew you'd give it up" he just about shouted and with that he pushed in - all the way in - fucking deep inside me. I felt his balls hit my ass as I let out a loud moan and gasped "oh fuck yes". He went to town on me, fucking slow and deep and then by the end railing me harder than any guy yet. I felt him tense up and he leaned in close to growl "take my poz load" and shot an enormous rope of cum straight into my bare, unprotected cunt. As he did I exploded all over myself, lost in the waves of the orgasm he was burying in my guts. He kept his cock inside me for a minute, finally pulling out. As he did two of the guys who had been watching immediately approached and without asking fucked me back to back dropping two more loads inside me. Poz daddy watched the entire time. When they finished he took me again. This time slow and lovingly, kissing me while he did it. I put one hand on his tattoo and used the other to pull him deeper into me. "Thats it little slut, you got what you needed now" and he shot another poz load in me. "Lets get you cleaned up" he said, as he drew the additional 4 lines on my leg. I'd now run out of room on my little thighs, all marked up. 15 loads. I was in shock. He walked me to the showers and helped me clean up and get dressed. My mind was spinning. "So, I'm james by the way. What do you think? You wanna take me home and keep the fun going?" Even to my own surprise I nodded quietly and grabbed his hand. The whole train ride back he held me close and kissed me, not caring who was watching. As we entered my apartment it all became real. I had brought this stranger, who just helped try and poz me, home. I brought him to my home, to fuck me all night and do whatever he wanted to me. What have I become? As these thoughts started to race, I felt his hands wrap around me. He gently unbuttoned my pants and started to undress me. As his hard cock pressed against my bare ass again, my mind went blank. I led him straight back to the bedroom. "We've got a long night ahead of us" he growled as he spread my legs and thrust his big, bare, poz cock into me again. I moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear as he took me again, and again, and again that night. I guess I made my choice.

Love the idea of an dirty cock fucking my fresh cland arse

My chubby hole ready to be filled!

When I was just a young buck, I was fucking a guy,about my same then age, at amusement park bathroom stall and we got caught cause his friend looked through the crack of stall. His friend freaked out....and I went running with cum leaking outta my piss slit and his asshole!....the joys of youth when you only think with your dick.

@Sfmike64, you could write directions on how to boil water, and I'd read them.... It goes without saying that I'm hooked already on this story.

Delightful!

Hey thanks, glad you enjoyed it. I'll be writing more.

I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

Chapter 7. I drove to the airport to pick Jess up. She hugged me when she came thru arrivals , smiling . ‘Have u missed me?’ ‘Of course!’ I replied. I dropped two of her girlfriends off on the way home. I zoned out of the conversation they were having but had picked up that they all had had a tattoo whilst out there. That would make things easier to explain for me. We got home and Jess came on to me, ‘time for a quickie? ‘ she asked. I was semi hard but that was because I was thinking of the previous night taking my first black cock. We stripped, ‘fuck what’s that ?’ Jess asked, when she saw my snake tattoo. ‘And your nipples pierced. I’ve only been away a week! ‘ ‘yeah, u know I’ve always been into tattoos just not had the bottle to have any, so I took the plunge when u we’re away , and the tattooist persuaded me to get pierced as well’ I stammered: ‘ we’ll the snake is kinda cool, but aren’t the piercings a bit gay? ‘Jess asked: ‘the tattoo lady said they weren’t ‘ I replied, the thought of cock coming in my mind again. ‘ have an admission too’ Jess said ‘ all the girls got one’ she said as she turned round and showed me a butterfly tattoo on her shoulder’ ‘ok we’re even then ‘I smiled. I fucked Jess but was aware I was thinking of cock whilst doing so, getting off on that before I came. over the next two or three weeks life got back to normal and work routine took over. However I was thinking of cock everyday. Something had changed in me. I couldn’t put my finger on it until it hit me . Jess was lovely, she looked hot when I looked at her but she didn’t get me hard. I had always liked licking her pussy but that part of our sex life disappeared. I found I was thinking of cock when in bed with her. I don’t think she noticed but sex was a bit mechanical and unless I thought of guys I was struggling to get hard. I needed some release. I looked up a sauna that was men only one Friday when I had booked a day off. Jess was going to be working late so I had time to cover my tracks. I walked through the door of the sauna, and a very obviously gay guy served me, eyeing me up . ‘ you will be popular in here’ he said as he handed me a towel and locker key.’ Let me know if I can help’ . I mumbled a ‘thanks’ as I followed his directions. In the locker area there were two older guys changing. I began to change, not quite sure of the etiquette. ‘ not seen u here before’ one of them remarked, ‘ no erm this is my first time’ I said quietly. ‘Married?’ The other asked. ‘Er I have a girlfriend yes’ ‘but you’re gay right?’ The questions continued. I nodded. ‘Good, admitting it is the first step. Stick with us we’ll show you round’ the taller guy said whilst patting my ass. I looked at the other guy and he was naked showing his erection. It wasn’t very long but his cock was really thick with a big mushroom head. ‘ just do what comes naturally’ the first guy said. Harry here loves younger guys sucking his cock. I was ushered towards Harry. Instinctively I knelt and took his cock in my mouth, and started sucking. ‘ yes he is very definitely a fag ‘ Jack’ said Harry. ‘Come, we will go somewhere a bit more private’ Joe led me by the hand along a passageway, until the room opened up with doors. Jack and Harry led me into one. ‘Lie down’ Jack ordered. I lay on the large plastic coated mattress as Jack and Harry took control. Jack started working on my cock as Harry thrust his cock in my mouth, forcing me to gag a little. ‘Where were we, oh yes, you were sucking an old man’s cock like the slutty little fag that you are’ Harry whispered in my ear. ‘ was loving this, I had endured three weeks of straight sex and was unfulfilled but this was what I wanted. I felt a coldness on my ass then felt my ass being opened by one then two fingers. My legs were forced apart and pushed up, completely exposing my hole. Harry was pushing his fat cock further down my throat as I felt my ass stretch to accommodate Jack’s cock. He started hammering my ass, much harder than I had experienced before. I gasped, and Harry took this as an opportunity to shove his cock even further down my throat. It want long before I felt Harry’s cock flex and my mouth was flooded with Harry’s cum. I swallowed greedily. ‘That’s a whole week’s load for you, slut’ I heard Jack grunt and could sense he was also cumming in my ass. This was good, was this my future? within seconds of cumming both guys got off me, grabbed their towels and left the cabin, like apparitions. I was left, used and with a strangers cum seeping out of my ass. I was just standing up and starting to play with my hard cock when the camp guy from reception sneaked in. ‘Look, I’m on a break so I’ve not a lot of time, but you’re kinda cute, don’t waste that hard on, wanna fuck me ? ‘ the reception guy just shrugged out of his shorts and bent over the mattress. My cock brain took over again as I felt his ass. He had already lubed and I slid my cock in easily. ‘I was new to topping but felt reception guys ass gripping my cock. This was much better than fucking pussy , I thought as I built up rhythm. ‘Cum in me please’ reception guy said as he felt me getting close ‘ with pleasure’ I grunted as I came feeling my cock explode in him. I felt as though I hadn’t cum like that in ages. ‘Mmm you can visit here again ‘ reception guy said as he pulled up his shorts, and disappeared as quickly as he had appeared. I was sated, went back to the lockers and changed. I felt the cool air on my face as I walked down the street., through the gay village. I was starting to feel like this was going to be home for me, but not yet. I had plenty of time to get home, shower and remove the evidence of the evening, I just hoped Jess wasn’t feeling horny when she got home, as my mind was just fixated on cock at the moment………… to be continued

I have always loved sloppy seconds (or much more) but my Fetish over time is to almost NEVER fuck an ass that does not have a load in it. I like to take any new to me guys to a park or the baths or invite a Grindr Top over to pre-fuck the bottom. My first question to all bottoms I meet on sites is "when did you last get fucked?" I am turned off when they say weeks or months or a long time. I am not jealous when guys I date play around - its a huge turn-on they go take random loads and Always come back for mine. Recent a bottom wanted me to fuck him in the park - he was very aggressive to get my load in him, but he kept saying he had not been fucked in months. (why do so many role play the virgin or near virgin ?) anyway we made out but I waited until a few more guys joined us and arranged for the bottom to take a few random loads first - then I was hard like I had taken a pill to breed him. Is that a Fetish? I think so

Part 8 Senator Gregory White (2013) “We can’t continue allowing people like this to influence the younger generation,” I said, staring down the reporter. She was smiling at me, her eyes focused on mine when she wasn’t looking me over. She had large eyes, expressive. I was wondering what I could get them to express if given the chance. “Elaborate,” she said, emphasizing her lips as she spoke, almost pouting. It’s as if she was trying to make me imagine what her lips would feel like on mine. Though, that’s not where I’d want her lips to go. “The people of Virginia don’t want their children to be interacting with people who are, forgive the word, predators.” “Are you saying that you believe members of the LGBTQIA+ community, specifically gay men, to be predators, Senator White?” “I believe that there are individuals my voters are afraid of having around their children,” I explained. “There are dangers my constituents are aware of when it comes to the gay community, and I’m here to make sure your viewers are made to understand this.” “And you stand by these opinions even though you’re receiving significant backlash.” “I’m a strong man,” I told her, smirking. “I’m not easily knocked down just because someone pushes back. I’m working to get our society back to normal.” “And by that you mean the whole husband and wife scenario? Having 2.5 kids, the white fence, the perfect house with the front yard?” “I mean having what America has always seen as being suitable,” I told her. “And by that, you mean normal?” “For the lack of a better word.” “You aren’t married, though, are you Senator White?” she asked. “Not as of yet,” I said, smiling. Knowing the camera was only focused on my face, I reached my hand down to my crotch and gently rubbed over my growing bulge, making sure the reporter would see. “I’m too busy making sure I’m able to act as the voice of the people, but I always make sure to make time for what is important.” “And with that,” she said, “I thank you, Senator White, for giving us your time. Until tomorrow night, I am Jessica Latmore. Goodnight.” “And we’re clear,” a voice on the other side of the bright lights said. I could hear commotion around us as Jessica handed off her tablet to an assistant. “That went well,” I said. “If you say so, Senator.” “I’ll admit, I wasn’t sure about you interviewing me instead of Chester Reeves, but you managed to do well enough.” She stared at me, a brow raised. “Did I? Well, I’m so glad you think so.” “Don’t worry that you’re not as quick on your feet as Chester. You’ll get there over time. I’ll remind you, interviewing political figures like myself isn’t always easy.” “And I would like to remind you,” she said, her tone shifting, “that you were the one who brought up the gay community, not me.” “Why say that?” “So that when your team starts telling you that your numbers are dropping and you’re getting a ton more hate-mail than usual, you can’t blame me for making you say anything you didn’t want to say. You did that all on your own.” “I just tell it like it is,” I told her, moving forward in my seat, my bulge hanging over the edge, more pronounced. I could see her eyes looking down at it, analyzing. “I find people like that about me. Don’t you?” “As a matter of fact,” she said, “my girlfriend and I don’t care for you at all.” She stood up and walked off the set, leaving me sitting alone as the lights were dimmed. __ “I don’t want that bitch ever interviewing me again, do you understand?” “I understand,” my assistant said, typing on his tablet. We sat in a black SUV, heading to my apartment. My face felt warm, my pulse quick, as my anger after the interview had failed to diminish. After leaving the set, I went back to the dressing room they had given me, threw a dish of peanuts at the wall, turned over the coffee table, and stormed out with my assistant running after me. “It’s unprofessional the way she talked to me,” I shouted, kicking the seat in front of me. “And who the fuck has a dyke interview a Republican Senator? What the fuck? I mean, you don’t send a vegan to interview about a barbeque competition.” “I’ll speak to someone about it, sir.” “You better,” I spat. “This is the kind of shit that gets people fired. Understand?” I leaned back in my seat, my hand moving down to my crotch which had long ago gone flaccid. There was a slight pain in my balls which was driving me insane. The reporter had knowingly gotten me hard just so that I’d be stuck here with blue balls. At the same time, the pain was radiating down to my asshole, sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. Every time the driver hit a manhole, I felt my manhole tighten and my body shiver from the sensation. Fuck, not again. Why did this happen every time an interview went to hell? “What do I have tomorrow?” “You have a meeting with—” “Cancel it.” “But, sir—” “I said, fucking cancel it. I need the rest of the night off, and I don’t want you disturbing me until Thursday. Is that understood?” “Yes, sir.” “Good.” The car pulled up to my apartment and I got out before my assistant could fuck anything else up for me. I’d fire him soon. I only hired him because I fucked his wife and felt guilty about it. That guilt didn’t last long, but I hadn’t found the time to fire him just yet. The fiasco with the lesbian reporter would do the trick. I’m sure it’ll be easy to make it his fault. “Good evening, Senator White,” the residential concierge said. I nodded to him. I knew his name once, but I couldn’t remember it now as I stormed through the lobby and entered the elevator. They seemed to switch men every few months, and I had enough trouble remembering the names of the people who worked for me. I closed my eyes as the elevator rose, trying to calm myself, suddenly seeing before me the reporter’s full lips. I couldn’t believe someone as hot as the reporter would rather eat out a pussy than suck a dick. Then again, the idea of the reporter having her head squeezed between the tight thighs of another woman did get me hard again. My hand reached down and started massaging my bulge, my fingers moving down further to my balls. Fuck. I could still feel the throbbing ache in my ass, the ache which arose only once in a while, especially as things went to hell. During every election period, I found this ache revealing itself again, almost taking control. Normally, I could fuck my way through the ache, let my cock manage the burning which flooded my body, but, every once in a while, there was only one thing I could do to satisfy this… desire. “This is Charles the concierge,” the voice said over my phone. That’s right. His name is Charles. “Yeah, Charles, this is Senator White in 8D.” I entered my apartment, locking the door. “I’m calling just to let you know that I’ll be having some visitors tonight. They work for my campaign, but they’ll need to be let in through the building’s private access. They’ll be coming up through the secondary elevator. Discretion will be key.” “Of course, sir,” Charles said. I turned off my phone and entered my bedroom where I stashed my one phone in a locked desk drawer. From it, I removed another phone, entered a code, and searched through my contacts. The ache was growing stronger, causing me to scroll through my information with one hand while my other hand ran over my clothed body, feeling my hardening cock, my swelling balls, and my nipples which were visible through my dress shirt. I found the contact and hit send. “Pidyn Corp,” a voice said. “May I have your identification number?” “382533,” I said. There was a pause before the voice said, “Welcome, platinum member. How may I help you?” “I need my third listing provided for tonight,” I said, pouring myself a glass of whiskey which I shot back. “I need them here within the next hour. Standard protocols are to be followed.” “Of course, sir,” the voice said. “We’ll charge accordingly. Anything else I can do?” “Yeah, make that thirty minutes.” I ended the call and shot back more whiskey, allowing the burning in my throat to course throughout my body. Everything inside me was screaming to be released, the hibernating animal that I kept hidden clawing its way out. Fuck, I needed this. I needed everything. I paced throughout my apartment as I waited, turning on the television to calm myself. “Reports are showing Senator White’s approval rating is starting to fall since his hateful comments concerning the LGBT community have grown more frequent,” the news anchor said, my face smiling in the picture next to him. “While many Virginian voters do support the conservative politician’s stance on the economic crisis, his comments concerning sexual identity have been found to be critical and out of touch with the current political climate.” I hit the mute button, watching as the reporter kept speaking, watching his lips as they moved, admiring them as they puckered to say the “wh” in White. They were even better lips than the reporter from earlier, and I found the aching inside me pulse from the mere sight of him. There was a ping from the phone I had used to call the service, alerting me that my “delivery” had arrived and was on its way up. I finished another drink and went to my door, reaching it as a knocking filled the apartment. Fuck, could they be any louder? I opened the door to find two men standing before me, both in suits, both looking as if they were men who, like me, worked in an office or in a position of actual power. They looked like the men I encountered every day, the men who held power, who thrived on imposing their wills on others. “May we come in, sir?” the one man asked. “We have a delivery for you.” “What is it?” I asked, waiting for the response I’d decided upon within this scenario. “It’s the Apollo Package, sir,” the one man said, slightly puffing out his chest. “It’s urgent that we make this delivery in private.” “Of course,” I said, satisfied. I stepped to the side and let them pass, admiring them as they went by. This service had sent over all types of men for me in the past, ranging in fitness levels, height, hairiness, and even accents. These two men I found to be the sexiest men I’d ever been sent. Both were taller than I was, with broad shoulders and, from what I could see, fit bodies that filled out their suits nicely. Impressive bulges were noticeable in their pants, one more than the other. The man with the larger bulge held a briefcase in his hand, and I admired the veins I could see under the skin, running down to larger, strong fingers that gripped the handle tightly. My cock jumped at the sight of him. “You have everything needed?” I asked, eyes on the briefcase. “We have everything you’ll need tonight,” the one man said. “We’re sure of it, sir.” Both men exchanged looks, smiling. “What are your names?” I asked. “Well, Senator White,” the one man said, “To keep with your identity, I am Mr. Gray, and he is Mr. Green.” “No,” I interjected. “I’m not looking for the fake, fucking names they give you to sound exotic and shit. What are your actual names.” Both men exchanged glances, smiling. “I’m Matt,” the one man said. “This is Hunter.” Hunter, the man holding the briefcase, was staring at me, a slight smile turning his lips. I loved the way he was looking at me, a look I’d given the bitch reporter before she blew her chances. I could see that he wanted me, and my hardening bulge proved I wanted them both, but especially him. “You’re both experienced in what I require?” I asked them. “Along with the required discretion?” “We’ve been briefed, sir,” Matt said, “concerning your desired… debriefing.” “Good,” I said. “Well, let’s get started.” Hunter nodded and opened the briefcase.

If I were asinine enough to ask a Top a question like that after he’d just pumped me, I would expect him to say, “Sure, why not?” or “Whatever floats your boat” and walk out. I would deserve no better answer.

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

Chapter 2 I pulled up outside Brad’s flat. There was a dim light on that I could see through the blinds. I locked the car and walked up to the door. As I was about to knock the door swung open. He must have been watching me approach, though I hadn’t seen him at the window. I walked in, the door closing behind me. Brad was there in a dark coloured bathrobe. ‘Follow me ‘ he calmly said in his deep voice, barely more than a whisper. I felt compelled to do as I was told , almost as though it was an order. He made his way into the lounge area. There was low mood lighting, and the brightest light came from the large flat screen tv on the wall. It showed a smooth sexy twink being barebacked by a hunk of an older guy. My cock rose to semi hardness straight away. Brad opened his robe and I could see a large cock, probably 7 ins long at least and thick. I had not seen a cock like it outside of a porn flick. He had a furry chest and there was a glint of metal at one of his nipples. I could see tattoos as well, a tribal design around the upper part of his chest. ‘ Strip to your boxers’ he growled. I quickly complied before he turned me round and viewed what he saw. I was sporting a boner now. His hand went down the back of my boxers and he slid a finger down the crack of my cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘come here … on your knees’ I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I sank to my knees and took his cock. I licked the shaft before swallowing the end. I had only ever given a couple of blow jobs before , and never to completion , a few years previously when just fooling around with a guy. Nothing like this. I started playing with my cock as I sucked Brads thick member. ‘suck my balls’ Brad whispered . I came off the shaft and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. It was just a natural reaction. I was loving it. I looked up and saw more tattoos in his shaved pubic area. There was a star at one side and a scorpion at the other, again in a tribal design. They looked in keeping with the rest of his body ink and I thought nothing more of it. ‘im going to teach you all you will need to know. Have you a girlfriend?’ I nodded as Brads cock was back in my mouth. ‘Does she know you suck cock?’ I shook my head. ‘Good! Let’s keep it that way for the time being. In time you will want to tell her you are a cock sucking faggot , but for now we will keep that under wraps’ . I carried on wanking the cock in front of me. ‘this is lesson one, you will be swallowing my cum shortly. You will then leave quietly and message me when you want lesson two. I know that will be soon, you’re a natural.’ I was still rubbing my own cock but I wanted to taste my first cum load, so I went to town on Brads cock. I was so fucking horny I couldn’t explain it. ‘ Here it comes boy, don’t spill a drop’ Brads cum hit the back of my throat and I desperately tried to swallow it all. He must have been saving up a few days worth as I nearly gagged as I swallowed. I licked his shaft clean and wiped his cock on my face as I had seen it the porn flicks. ‘Dress and go ‘ Brad ordered, the sound on the porn flick now filling the room as the twink was getting a pounding. ‘thank you’ I mumbled as I dressed, and slipped out of the flat. My cock was still hard, I hadn’t cum. I got quietly in the car and drove off into the night, desperate to replay the events in my head . I got home, stripped and played with my cock until I could came , imagining lesson two. I was hooked. I needed to learn more! to be continued …….

I will say my preference is to be with poz men. I don’t ask but I always hope it works out that sway. I have never dated anyone that was neg. I have owned my status many years ago and don’t believe in keeping secrets. I have really never found it to be a roadblock to me getting bred.

I woke up to the feeling of Anthony cumming inside me. When he felt me stirring, he squeezed out a couple more ropes, and wrapped his arms around me tightly, saying “Sorry about that...I was having a very vivid dream about fucking you, and when I woke up I was hard and inside you. I couldn’t even try to hold back. I hope that was OK.” “Well, I could hardly complain after begging for your load last night, could I?” Kissing the back of my neck, he said “Good. I can’t tell you how happy I was when you gave in last night and let me in you bare. Something about knowing my seed is inside you, that you’re carrying a part of me with you, turns me on so much. And I think you like it too. Am I wrong?” “No. You’re not wrong. I feel so connected to you right now, like we shared something so special and perfect. Having a barrier between us just feels so wrong, you know?” “I know exactly what you mean. I want every part of me to be inside you, to inhabit you. But I also want to cook you a proper breakfast. Do you think maybe we could try something?” “Sure, what?” Reaching across me into his drawer, he pulled out a butt plug. “I was thinking if we put this in your hole, you could keep as much of me inside you as possible while we go about our day. I hope you’re able to spend the day with me, Joey. I don’t have any grand designs on you leaving your husband or anything - I know you’ll go home to him energized and electrified from our encounter, and I’ll go back to my search for a new man. But I would love to spend more time with you, in and out of bed, if you’re interested.” “I am yours for the next two days. I’ll tell my conference colleagues that I got a touch of the flu, because I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else right now than right here with you.” I took the plug from his hand and gently pulled away from him, feeling his softening cock slide out of me. I moved the plug to my hole and felt his hand on mine as we both pressed it into me - the slight stretch as it was almost all the way in felt so nice, and then my hole closed around it, just the base remaining between my cheeks. He gave it a gentle tap before rolling me onto my back for a deep, lingering kiss. Anthony cooked me a delicious, hearty breakfast. Then he fucked me in the kitchen. We took a long hot bath together, opening up about our past relationships. Then he fucked me in the bathroom. He showed me his collection of vintage board and video games. Then he fucked me in the media room. Each time, the plug was removed and replaced by Anthony’s enormous cock. And after he filled me with his seed, the plug went back in. With each session, we became closer, more connected, more intimate. And at the same time, I felt him exerting a certain power over me. Like he could sense my submissive side, a part of my fantasy life I don’t even share with my husband. Something about our connection made him able to see past my facade, and past the walls I put up. He just knew what I wanted, maybe even more than I myself knew. Maybe it was the introduction of poppers - whenever he held the bottle for me, I found myself eagerly inhaling and felt my inhibitions melting away. He became more aggressive, more demanding, and yet all within the context of our unspeakable chemistry - it was easily the most intense, enjoyable day of sex I’d ever had. After a long nap and some Chinese takeout for dinner, Anthony was finishing up a txt message as I joined him on the couch. “Got a hot date?” I asked. He finished typing and grinned, “We’ll see, maybe even for both of us if things work out. But tonight is all about the two of us.” Stripping my tshirt off, he said, “Let’s cheat on your husband a little more, shall we?” I felt myself blush, but couldn’t help but feel my cock twitch at the same time. Kissing down my body, Anthony’s tongue found all my erogenous buttons - tickling my pits, nibbling my nipples, probing my navel - somehow he’d learned all the ways to drive me crazy in just one crazy day. Taking my hard cock in his mouth, he grabbed the base of the plug and started pressing it deeper, and twisting it as he bobbed up and down on my rod. He could tell from my moans he was having the desired effect. “You ready for another load up in that sweet pussy, baby?” “Fuck yes! I need it. I need to feel you back inside me. Filling me with your seed.” “That’s what I like to hear. Let’s go to the bedroom.” Shucking our clothes along the way, I jumped onto the bed on my back, spread my legs, and invited Anthony to join me. His hand immediately went to the plug, gently pulling it from my hole. He brought it to my mouth, saying “Clean my cum off, Joey. Savor the flavor of my semen while I get you ready for more.” He fingered my hole for a couple minutes before lining up his raw cock once again. “Tell me what you want.” “Please, Anthony. Fuck my hole!” “Should I put on a condom?” “NO! Never again. I need to feel your skin on my skin. No barriers between us.” “Good boy, Joey,” he said, sliding every inch of his huge erection into my body. I still wasn’t used to the way he was treating me yet, but all I knew was my dick jumped every time he asserted himself, and his cock felt incredible in my hole. I felt so deeply connected to him. “Something in me is changing,” I said as he started to move inside me. “How do you mean?” “It’s just, I’m feeling things I haven’t felt for so long. I don’t know how to describe it.” He replied, “You’re allowing yourself to become what you really are. You’re a cheater now - you’ve wanted to do it for long time, right? And now that you’ve crossed that line, there’s no going back. This weekend with me is changing your life, Joey. Things aren’t ever going to be the same for you and your husband.” Fuck. I knew he was right, but it hadn’t really hit me yet. It wasn’t just that I’d broken my vows and fucked (repeatedly) with another man. I could feel a shift from deep inside, Anthony was allowing something that was lurking in there to finally come out. A yearning to let myself go, to give up control, to submit. I wanted to allow this man to do with me whatever he pleased. “Joey, think of it this way. Your life has been stagnant for a long time. You haven’t been content. Maybe letting yourself have this exploration will allow you to go back to your husband changed in a good way. Like, the battery of your married life was depleted, and giving in to your urges, letting me fuck you for a weekend - maybe it will charge you up, energize you to go back to your normal life with a more positive attitude.” I felt his cock flex inside me as he whispered those words to me, leaking more of his fluids into my rectum. Maybe he’s right - I’d dreamt of cheating on my husband for years. Maybe I could get that desire out of my system by letting my guard down and giving in, allowing myself to go where my urges wanted. And then I could return a changed man. “Well, when you put it that way, I guess you have a point.” I grabbed his ass and pulled him all the way inside me, while he leaned in for a deep tongue kiss. “Now fuck me properly. Don’t hold back. I need more of your seed inside me.” He pulled all the way out until just his head was in me, then rammed the length of his cock all the way back in. Deep dicking me, grabbing my hips, pounding my pussy - I’d never been fucked with such passion and such abandon. Sweat glistened on his beautiful body and the room smelled of pure masculinity. He grabbed the poppers and fed me a few huffs. The rush only made me need him more desperately. “That’s it, dirty boy. Are you a dirty boy, Joey?” “Yes, sir! I’m a dirty, dirty boy!” I said, getting into the role play. “And what do dirty boys need? What do they deserve, Joey?” “Umm...they need to be fucked?” “Well, yes that. But dirty boys need something in their dirty holes.” “Yes, they need loads in their holes!” “That’s right, Joey. And what kind of loads do dirty boys want in their holes?” “Umm...big loads of thick cum!” “Well, yes. But dirty boys want dirty loads in their dirty holes, Joey. Isn’t that right?” “Unngh...fuck. Fuck! Yes, that’s right sir. Dirty boys need dirty loads.” “Say it, Joey. Tell me you want a dirty load in your dirty hole!” “Oh FUCK, sir. I fucking want a dirty load in my hole, sir! I’m a dirty boy!” A big smile came across his face and he got even more aggressive with me. “Fuck yes, boy! I’m gonna give you a big dirty load! Gonna flood your guts with my fucking dirty seed!” The pounding he was giving me was unlike any way I’d ever been treated, and I fucking loved it. My hole was loose from the poppers and sloppy from the multiple loads shot into me in the past 24 hours. “Tell me how my cock feels. Is it bigger than your husband’s?” “Yes! Your cock is so much bigger than his! And you are fucking me so much better than he ever has! Please don’t stop!” “Oh, I’m not gonna stop until I dump inside you again, boy. But now I want you to do something for me. Give me your ring, boy.” “Unngh...uh, what?” “I said, give me your wedding ring. Your husband isn’t here right now. I want to wear it while I fuck you.” I hesitated slightly, then remembered how deeply I wanted to give myself over to this man. I pulled the ring off my finger and presented it to him. As he brought his left hand closer, he said, “With this ring, I thee wed. Say it.” I slid the wedding ring I’d worn so proudly for the last year since my husband and I finally got married onto his finger, repeating, “With this ring, I thee wed.” “That’s better. You’re mine now, and I’m going to make you even more mine.” He fed me another deep hit of poppers and leaned in real close, slowly thrusting as he was buried balls deep. “I’m getting close, Joey. And I feel really close to you right now. I want to give you everything you deserve. Tell me what you want.” “This dirty boy wants your dirty load, sir.” “What else?” “I feel like a different man in the last day with you. The way you’ve fucked me has truly changed my life!” “What else?” “I am going to return to my normal life more energized, recharged.” “That’s it. I’m charging up your battery, aren’t I? Say it.” “Yes, sir. The way you’re fucking me is charging me up. Don’t stop!” “It really is like I’m giving you something special for you to take home. A gift, if you will. The way our tryst has opened you up. Right?” “Exactly, sir! Fuck! Please never stop! Give me the gift! Blast it directly into my soul!” “Fuck yes, boy. That’s right. Your cheating ass is gonna be filled with yet another dirty load from me! My DNA is going to coat the walls of your intestines and seep into every cell in your body! Take my fucking big dick - the dick that’s bigger and better than your husband’s!” “Please! Pound me! Fuck me and feed me your cum! Charge me up with your dirty load!” “I’m gonna shoot, boy. I’m gonna blast one more huge load deep in your guts. You ready for my POZ load, fucker?” Playing along, “Yes! Give it to me! Fill me with your POZ load!” “Take it, you cheating piece of shit! Filling you with more of my POZ cum NOW, bitch!” With that, he plunged in balls deep and blasted rope after rope of cum into my pussy. It felt like it would never stop. I shot my load all over our bellies as I felt him squirting over and over inside me. I felt content and more satisfied than I had in years. As our breathing calmed and he lay on top of me, his cock still buried in me, I said, “That was some amazing role play, Anthony. Really intense and super hot. Thank you for that!” “That wasn’t role play, boy” was all he said before rolling off me, plugging me up again, and wrapping his arms around me and drifting off.

So here's an update. This has become a very regular thing. I get his loads in my ass several times a week. He has no idea, nor does anyone else aside from the viewers on this site. Recently his twin brother moved into the house and he's more of a party guy. He's also straight and has a g/f but way more comfortable with anything and everything. "go with the flow" type guy. I've had some late drunken nights with him that ended with me sucking his cock for him, but he never fucks me. The twin whose loads I'm stealing is still a shy/timid stick in the mud. He keeps to himself and just has his girlfriend over several times a week... nice guy but boring as hell. He would probably be appalled and move out if he ever caught on that I was shoving his old loads up my ass and sucking off his twin brother - haha. I really can't complain about my current living situation and hope it doesn't change anytime soon. Love all the comments so please keep em coming, I'll try find hot things to update about more frequently. I've been fantasizing about loading my hole up with one of these loads and then getting my fb to come and pound me and add his own load to the mix. So maybe I'll have that to talk about next? Cheers boys!

fucking hot.. maybe next time he should just blind fold you.. slam your ass up.. and gang bang you with a bunch of poz studs.. make you are total poz cum whore..