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Book Store Tag Along by austinsubmale I got an interesting message the other day from another user here on BZ. He says he recently relocated to Austin and had read some of my stories about my bookstore visits, particularly the one "Another Bookstore Visit" that I had recently posted. He told me that he's always wanted to visit a bookstore but they didn't have him where he used to live and he's a little afraid to go by himself the first time. He then asked me if I would be willing to let him tag along on my next visit. I was quick to reply that I'd love to show him the ropes. We made arrangements to meet in the parking lot and then go inside, exchaning information on what vehicles we'd be driving. I usually take my old beater pickup truck because it is more incognito than what I usually drive. He would be driving an also fairly inconspicuous smaller SUV. I had picked a Saturday afternoon to go, because it is usually fairly busy. I also posted several places that I'd be there, and with a guest, to try to make sure at least a few amenable people would be there. As I got ready, cleaning myself inside and out and pre-lubing and stretching my ass with a series of progressively larger plugs I logged into a couple of the normal sites and put in updates that I was on my way. When I got there I was encouraged that all the spots along the front and side of the building were full. I had told my new friend to park in back anyway, as it is more discreet and we could chat a few minutes before going inside. There were even a few cars parked in back, and one of them matches the description he had given me and I saw there was someone sitting inside. I parked next to it and as I did, the occupant opened his door and got out. He matches the description also, looked to be early 40s and much thinner than me, altough not skinny by any means. I knew he'd do well here. I got out as well and he greeted me asking if I was austinsubmale from BZ. I replied that I was and I was glad to meet him. He told me that he was worried I wouldn't show or that this place didn't really exist but was glad to find out it and me were for real. I explained a little bit about how it works, that I always pay for both the video arcade booths and the theater so I can go back and forth between them as I like. That is is one charge, they don't use tokens any more and that you can stay up to four hours for one price but that they really don't watch that very closely. We went inside and I was happy to see that my favorite person was working the cash register. I've mentioned her in previous stories. She's a thick busty blonde lady who is maybe about 5 or 6 years younger than me. She was talking to a couple of black guys who I recognize as regulars and both of whom I know have accounts on that bareback site and a few others. I know she likes black dick too. She has shown me some old video of her pulling a train before which was super hot. She greeted me and said that she saw I have a guest along with me. I introduced him to her and told her it was his first time at a bookstore. She said she could tell, but she knew that like me he would be a natural and back here as often as he could be. I told her I thought so too. We both paid and she told us to have fun. I led him towards the video arcade booths first as they're closer. As we approached we could hear the sounds of porn sound tracks playing. It took both of us a minute for our eyes to adjust to the darkness in there after how bright and sunny a day it was outside. We half felt our way back to the back of the arcade each of us bumping into a few guys who were loitering outside the booths. Some of those guys took feels of us as we went by, some of them made comments and we could hear the porn and sometimes sounds of sex coming from the booths as we passed. As my eyes adjusted I could recognize a few regulars and some guys who didn't look familiar. I think the two black guys from up front followed us back as well but it was hard to see for sure. I entered a booth in the 2nd to back that I know has glory holes in both sides. We left the door unlatched. A big brown uncut dick quickly appeared through the glory hole on the wall towards the booth at back of the arcade. I told my friend to go ahead and get on it. He didn't waste any time getting on his knees and took it into his mouth. I went to the other wall glory hole and got on my knees and it didn't take long for me to also be rewarded with a long uncut dick pushing through. I likewise took it into my mouth and started sucking it. As we were both sucking the dicks through the glory hole I could hear at least one, no two other people enter the booth with us. It was pitch black in this booth because the video screen here doesn't usually work so I couldn't see them at all even when I tried to look back briefly. I got back to sucking the dick as I felt someone start to pull my pants down and hike the tails of my shirt up. Then I felt hands rubbing my exposed cheeks and checking my balls through the PAPI jock underwear I was wearing. Then they also pulled down my underwear and started pulling and pinching my balls and cock, causing me to moan out around the dick I was sucking. Then I got a couple hard swatts on my butt causing me to moan again. I could hear from my friend that he was apparently getting similar treatment from someone as well. Then I felt a finger sliding in my crack until it found my hole and pressed in. Finding it already lubed, it pulled out and then two and then three fingers were shoved inside. Apparently that pleased the owner of the fingers because they pulled out again after a few more pushes to verify I was stretched and ready. I heard a voice in my ear that I recognized as one of the black guys from up front saying "You going to take this big dick white boy". I moaned again in answer. Taking that as a yes, I felt his huge head start to part my cheeks and slide until it found my little pucker. Once he was in the tight spot he started to push in hard until the head popped in causing me to moan even louder. The guy I was sucking obviously was enjoying what happened every time I did and he was starting to really get into it and fuck my face causing me to make "gack gack gack" sounds. The dick in my ass waited a second and then pushed in balls deep. I could feel bristly pubes against my butt. It paused again and then pulled almost all the way back out before slamming into me hard enough I could feel his big low hanging balls slap my taint. Then he really started rocking me, long deep dicking, rubbing my prostate and passing my 2nd ring every time he bottomed out. My sounds were now moans mixed with the gagging sounds. It wasn't long before I felt the dick in my mouth start to pulse and squirts of cum shot directly into my throat as I heard the guy groaning through the wall loud enough to be over the porn sounds and everything else going on. I didn't realize I was close but my little cock spontaneously dribbled out my little load of watery cum as I came hard and the spasms in my ass drove the guy fucking me over the edge and I then felt his dick start to swell and then shoot blast after blast of cum deep inside me as he hollered out "Take that poz load you cum dump" loud enough I am sure they heard it all the way back in the theater and all the way up front. As both of the dicks pulled out of me I heard the guy fucking my friend also yell out "Here it comes! Knocking this ass up!" My friend slumped against the little bench as the dick was pulled out of him and I saw that he had cum running down his chin. The two black guys left and told us that they'd see us again later in the theater. I got up and then sat down on the bench at the back of the booth. My friend sat down next to me, panting from the excitement. I could feel the cum in my ass still and I knew it would probably dribble out as I walked. I got on my phone and checked the apps. I had several messages from guys saying they were either on their way to the bookstore or were already there. Looking at the location based map I saw there were several icons clustered around the bookstore. It was definitely time to go back and check out the theater... but that will be in the next installment.

Book Store Tag Along 2 by austinsubmale So both my new friend and I had an unknown anon load in our bellies and a poz load up our asses. I was planning for us to go check out the theater but before we could get up two more guys came into the booth with us and pulled out their dicks. I didn't hesitate to take the one closest to me in my mouth and my friend followed my example. As I worshiped the dick in my mouth it grew to a very large size that was stretching my mouth and tickling the back of my throat. Then he pulled out and told me to bend over the bench. As I did that, I saw my friend was also getting positioned to take another fucking. The guy behind me whispered in my ear he could tell I was already loaded up as he easily slid his entire dick into me balls deep in one stroke. Looking over at my friend he was already being pounded hard and fast. My ass being well loosened up my top guy pumped me for a long time before I felt him speed up and his breathing become heavy as he hilted myself and I felt another load being pumped deep inside. My friend had also been loaded up again and was sitting on the bench again catching his breath as the top guys left saying "Enjoy our gifts" as they exited the booth. Before I could even get up three more guys came in. I was positioned by one of them so I could suck one guy while another entered my ass and my friend was sucking off the third. As I was being pumped from both ends I could hear more guys entering the booth and my friend was also being made airtight with both of his holes filled. As the guy in each of our asses finished they swapped places with the other and I found myself cleaning my own juices off a big dick. That pattern repeated a few more times before the booth cleared out and my friend and I were left sweaty and full of cum loads. I had lost how many I had taken, but it had to be at least 7 or 8 now and my friend had taken at least as many if not more. A few of the guys had used us both and a few had taken a 2nd turn with each of us. Most of the guys commented how we were getting charged loads or otherwise let us know their status. By the time we both left the arcade and started down the hallway to the theater I was pretty much waddling and I could feel cum running down my legs as my ass was no longer closing completely. I also had cum all down my front side even though I had tried to swallow it all I wasn't able to and a lot of it was on my chest and shirt. As we passed the register on our way to the theater the blonde lady gave me a big wink and a smirk. As we walked my friend said to me that he had been skeptical that my stories were real, but now he was convinced. I told him that he was in for an experience in the theater, but that will have to wait for the next installment.

Yesterday was a great weather day in Florida So I went to a nude beach You have to be careful as there are parts of your body that well just don’t see the sun i was lay on my blanket when a young Latin guy put his towel next to me . Nice ass he said Then turned sides way to show a wonderful dick He made a little small talk when he asked “can I fuck you”’ He went on to say he does not use condoms Sure I said go after it He put a little oil on my hold and went right it. He was fucking me on the beach in front of all He then whispered I am close and I don’t pull out He then shot a huge load deep in me He stayed in me and in felt him getting hard He then whispered “ I always am good for two” He then pumped another load on me. He left and I could feel his cum dripping out my ass and down my balls GREAT

That evening my mind reeled from what had happened earlier. I had let a highly toxic poz man fuck me without protection in my pool. I could still feel the soreness and pleasure of his cock fucking my ass. My mind told me I could get to urgent care and get on pep but all my ass wanted was his cock again. I went to sleep and during my short fits of sleep I could only play over and over being fucked in the pool in my dreams. Memories of savoring his cock in my mouth and my ass. Slowly my ass convincing my mind of what to do next. By morning my mind had been made and as I laid in bed I logged onto the website and sent Mike a message. “Yesterday went a lot further than I expected. I was not quite ready for taking the next step but since we did, I would like to keep going. Your cock in my ass was so amazing that I want it again today.” I sent the message and headed to the shower to clean out and hope he would respond soon.

As a top I tend to be rather verbal while fucking. I usually announce that I'm about to cum just before I do just that. I don't mean it as a warning, I just think it's hot. By that point it doesn't really matter to me what the bottom wants, he is going to get my load. After all dude, we are fucking, what did you expect?

Here is a Part 2. I am not sure right now if I will continue for much longer, I would need some good ideas for what to write. So let me know if you have some ideas PART 2 Damien wakes up with a hangover, his body aching from head to toe as he takes stock of his surroundings. The dimly lit room and the familiar metal bed are all around him; the only indication that last night's hedonistic indulgences were real. Slowly, he stretches out on the mattress and winces in pain, feeling every bruise and sore muscle protest as he moves. He knows there is no escape from this life now – no matter how much his body may beg him to try. With resignation but also anticipation etched onto his face, Damien stands up and begins to get dressed in the same uniform as always, a thick metal chain collar around his neck reminding him who truly owns him now. As he leaves his cell once more, the smell of sex lingers heavily in the air. He can't help but notice the satisfied grins on many of the men he passes, all aware of what kind of torment and pleasure Damien is about to face today. The Butcher greets him with an almost tender smile as they reach one of their usual meeting spots inside the sauna. "Ah, our dear Damien," he says, a predatory gleam in his eyes. "Today will be quite a ride, I think." With that, The Butcher injects the first syringe of the day into Damiens arm – this time with a clear fluid glistening in the dim lighting. "This should help you enjoy yourself even more," he explains ominously before guiding him to his first encounter of the day. As the drug takes effect, Damien finds himself growing increasingly aroused by just about everything around him – the thick, musky scent of sweat and semen mingling in the air, the sight of countless naked bodies engaging in all sorts of depraved activities, even the sting of the sporadic slaps he receives from The Butcher's large hand. His first experience involves a rough-looking man with a massive cock that could probably pierce Damiens asshole without much effort. This stranger takes him into an unoccupied room and bends him over a bench before shoving his entire length inside of Damien without any warning or lubricant. The pain is instantaneous, but so too is the pleasure; it feels like his ass is being stretched to its limits and beyond. As this man pounds away at his prostate, Damien finds himself moaning and begging for more, until the man finally releases a huge load inside of Damiens stretched-to-capacity asshole, filling him with warm seed. After this initial encounter, The Butcher leads Damien to another room where they find a wooden gymnastic device called a pommel horse in the dark corner. With cold efficiency, they secure Damiens hands and feet tightly to the leather-clad back before proceeding to fill his hungry hole once more – first his mouth, then his asshole, taking great care not to waste even a single drop of semen. He observes the men around him, through a hazy lens of drug-infused frenzy. He sees seven men of different body shapes, namely thick and hung or slender and well toned; they each have a single focus and that's to get off using Damien in any way possible. Damien remembers every single detail, a testament to how well-designed the drugs coursing through his body are. The guys take turns fucking him hard and rough, spitting on him and choking him with their own weight as they shoot their loads inside of him, one after another until he feels like there's not an ounce of emptiness left in either hole or his cum-filled belly. Finally, exhausted yet somehow still aching for more punishment and pleasure, Damien finds himself on stage where he's tied down onto all fours before a pair of adoring eyes. A cute young twink approaches him with determination etched onto every feature; his intentions are clear even if his words remain unspoken. The boy grinds his hips against Damiens ass, rubbing the head of his impressive cock teasingly against Damiens puckered hole. "You like that, don't you?" he asks huskily, voice laced with both lust and desire as he prepares himself to take what belongs to him – Damiens body as nothing but a receptacle for his pleasure. As if in response, Damien nods weakly, unable to form any coherent words due to the combination of drugs and exhaustion. And so, the young man positions himself at the entrance of Damiens hungry hole before driving his thick shaft deep inside, stretching Damien beyond anything he could have ever imagined possible once again. The pain is intense but mixed with just as much pleasure, making it almost impossible for him to differentiate between the two sensations as they become one in his mind and body. The twink takes full control of the situation, pumping Damiens insides like a well-oiled machine while taking great care to massage both of their prostate glands simultaneously. It's only when he reaches down between them that Damien realizes what else this boy intends to do; as the boy's eager tongue begins to lave away at his leaking cum hole, it feels like an electric current is passing through Damiens body, sending waves upon waves of untold pleasure straight into his core. In no time at all, both Damien and the twink are reduced to nothing but gasping messes on stage – their bodies trembling from exhaustion, minds spinning from the intense orgasm that had just ripped them apart. As they catch their breath and clean up together under The Butcher's approving gaze, Damien looks around and notices his hot surroundings for the first time in a while. He finds himself surrounded by lewd moans and the intoxicating aroma of sweat, cum, and sexual desires as he waits eagerly for whatever depraved act The Butcher has in store for him. He doesn't have to wait long before being led towards a pair of hunks who look like they were chiseled out of granite – their rippling muscles glistening with sweat beneath the harsh fluorescent lighting that casts eerie shadows across every contour and curve. The Butcher instructs him to get onto his knees before presenting him to the stunned audience, revealing the enormous erection he was spotting despite his mind being so far gone – a testament to just how badly he desired to be these men’s new plaything. Without saying a word, Damien lowers himself down onto the massive shaft of the first guy and takes every inch willingly; welcoming both pain and pleasure with equal amounts of anticipation as it stretches him wider than he ever thought possible. As he continues to bounce up and down on their throbbing member like a cheap hooker riding a cock-rocking machine, Damien glances over at the man's partner – another muscled giant with an even more enormous cock straining against his wet towel. The sight of it fills Damien's with equal parts fear and lust; an irresistible urge for further submission as well as a desire to see just how far he can take himself past the last boundaries he had set in his brain. The Butcher left Damien in the strong hands of the couple, but not before preparing another load of chems for him – this one even more potent than what came before. A concoction designed to heighten sensitivity to pain and pleasure tenfold; a cocktail guaranteed to turn him into a living, breathing fuck toy capable of enduring any depravity his new masters desired. The Butcher grabs the syringe and injects it straight into Damien's vein, watching as his eyes roll back into his head at the sensation. The drugs make it into his bloodstream, spreading their powerful influence throughout his body – turning him into little more than putty in the hands of his tormentors. As the couple prepares themselves to up the intensity even more, they share one last look between them before deciding on an even darker course of action than they had originally planned – one that would push both limits and boundaries past anything previously conceived in the depths of The Pig's Den. Without further ado, they begin; their massive cocks once again stretching him wider than any orifice should ever be allowed to go while pounding him relentlessly with an unparalleled savagery that leaves little room for doubt – they will take everything he has and leave him wanting more...if he still manages to survive such punishing treatment. This darker course entails tying Damien down on a makeshift altar made of rough stone slabs slicked with lube from past debauchery, exposing his tender ass cheeks for all eyes upon him like some kind of perverted offering to some twisted gods. His head is pulled back forcefully by an intricately woven bondage hood, making sure that he can see – and feel – every inch of this cruel ordeal inflicted upon him against his will. They proceed to take turns pounding into his asshole with a new cocksleeve strapped around their shafts; these rubber creations designed specifically for such sadistic endeavors that feature blunt, ridged heads made out of solid iron or steel – perfect tools for violently penetrating tight holes like Damien's while ensuring maximum pleasure/pain potential at every inch gone by. They start slow, testing the limits of both flesh and restraint; but soon find themselves losing control as the unbearable tension builds up inside them. It helps that The Butcher had given them their own concoction of chems to fuel their desires even further, turning an already chaotic scene into one that verges on pure madness. Damien's mind goes numb under the assault; every fiber in his body screaming out from sheer overload as his holes are stretched wider than humanly possible with each relentless thrust driven home by these twisted giants before him. Tears stream down his cheeks from both agony and ecstasy – two conflicting emotions fighting for dominance inside this ruined vessel that was once known as Damien until fate intersected it here at The Pig's Den many years ago. Finally, after what seems like an eternity but couldn't possibly have lasted more than a few minutes in real-time, both men reach their climaxes simultaneously – each unleashing torrents of thick, creamy cum deep within Damien's violated orifices. They continue to pound away even after they've finished filling him up inside out; driven by an inhuman lust that refuses to accept anything less than total domination over its target...even if it means destroying said individual along the way. When at last, they pull themselves free from Damien's broken body – their cocks still covered with traces of his blood and other fluids left behind during this dark rite of passage - they drag him off to yet another waiting participant; a twink eager for his turn with the now thoroughly broken and shattered plaything known as Damien.

Actually yes I think about 6 or 7

Thank you guys for your amazing feedback. Here is Part 2: As Thomas was regaining his senses slightly, he became aware of what had just happened. He knew it was wrong but craved more of the filth Ethan offered him. Thus, Thomas dropped to his knees in obedience and begged for Ethan to further degrade and defile him. Ethan smiled maliciously, withdrew another syringe from a small bag he always carried, and filled Thomas's mouth with cock while deftly inserting the needle into a vein on his arm—pushing the potent mixture in without any warning or preparation. The liquid coursed through Thomas's being like wildfire, dulling his senses to an almost animalistic level and clouding his mind until all he knew was Ethan was God-the only thing that existed in this twisted world he now inhabited. His eyes rolled back into their sockets as the drug took hold, causing intense pleasure surges through him, like lightning bolts from Ethan's fist slamming straight down through him. Ethan chuckled darkly, admiring the power he had over this once pure creature now transformed into his depraved plaything. "You're such an excellent little whore," he praised him, breathing hotly on Thomas's ear and causing a shiver of anticipation to run down his spine despite the intense discomfort coursing through it. "I'll never tire of breaking you apart and then rebuilding you in my image. And don't think for one second I won't stop because there are so many other ways I can hurt your pretty little mind," he warned ominously while squeezing tightly around Thomas's aching testicles, sending waves of pleasure-pain coursing through them like electric currents. Thomas cried out in lust, his mind lost to the drug's euphoria. As Ethan dragged him from the room and into a dark chamber filled with muscled daddies, bears, otters and twinks bending over and moaning in anticipation of what was yet to come—his fate became all too clear. Ethan pushed Thomas onto a sling suspended from the ceiling, shackled his arms, then leaned back and watched with sinister satisfaction as one after another muscled beast or young man took their turn violating this once-pure boy—each penetrating him further than the last until he was little more than a stretched-out piece of filth dangling in chains from an old metal frame. The first to claim him was an older muscle god with a beer can thick cock and a furry chest who pushed not only Thomas's boundaries but also his limits, shoving a shard of Tina up his hole before roughly penetrating it with his monstrous appendage. "Do you want this POZ cock boy? Do you want to be ripped apart by your new daddy?" the muscled guy shouted as he slid in and out of the boy’s pink hole. As Ethan stood back, he watched as the muscled stud pounded into Thomas's stretched-out hole until he was shooting his hot seed deep inside him—a baptism by fire for this newest addition to their ranks of debauched degenerates. Next in line was a young twink no older than 22, whose hunger for depravity matched Ethan's own. As he dropped his towel, Thomas could see a huge, but somewhat skinny 10 inch cock. The twink was horny, and wanted to show everyone that a skinny guy can abuse a faggot just as hard or even harder than the muscled guys he was in a room with. With grunts and growls of primal pleasure, he plunged his thick cock deep into Thomas's gaping hole—pushing past every previously set boundary until nothing existed but raw desire and unbridled lust for more pain, pleasure, degradation and humiliation. One by one, the line of men queued up to claim their share in this ruined creature as each took his turn driving themselves into him—claiming him for their own—fucking him senseless with cocks so thick he was certain they would rip him apart but all they did was make room for the next beast to push inside him even deeper still. Who stood out from this sea of men was a 28 years old bear who wanted to try something different. After everyone had their fun, the bear grabbed anal plug that Thomas's new daddy handed to him, shoved it into the boy's tight hole and then positioned himself behind Thomas and entered his ass with just the head of his cock before pumping away while grunting with satisfaction every time their hips made contact. The pain was immense, but so was Thomas's desire for more punishment and abuse from these other guys. As they fucked him, they fed on his pain—drinking it in like some kind of twisted nourishment—groaning with each new invasion of his stretched out hole as their seed poured into him leaving little room for anything but filth and debauchery. "Fuck yes Sir. More, please! Give it to me hard!" he pleaded between moans as another thick shaft disappeared up his ass while his pink pussy got stretched out even further by the huge cock that was currently being worked on by yet another of his temporary "daddies". Thomas had long lost count of the dicks he took; all he knew was that his body hurt, but not in a way he didn't like it anymore. In fact, with every thrust into him and with each passing moment spent in this darkroom being used and abused by complete strangers, Thomas felt closer than ever before to reaching true enlightenment—the ultimate release of becoming nothing more than a mindless, cockhungry slut whose only purpose in life now was service of these new masters who had claimed him for their own dirty desires and dark pleasures. And through all of it Ethan watched—smirking at the sight before him—this boy who had been so pure now transformed into a whore for their collective pleasure—a broken shell of his former self completely subsumed under the weight of their depraved desires. He'd found a different faggot to suck his dick in the meantime, edging him for what would become the final blow for the faggot once known as Thomas. He couldn't wait to slam the boy up once more and slide into that hole filled with an ungodly amount of loads. After a few more rounds of taking turns in the sling, Ethan gave a signal. All but one of the guys stopped what they were doing; instead, they undid Thomas's cuffs, helped him off the sling and gathered around the faggot as he knelt there in front of his Master with eyes filled with nothing but unadulterated lust and desire for more pain. Ethan stepped forward, cock throbbing with need; he couldn't wait any longer. "Time for you to meet your fate," he said darkly as he grabbed hold of the now well-fucked young man by his hair and forced him back onto all fours again, ready to take one final punishing dose before becoming fully part of this world that was created solely around these men's depraved pleasures. "You want more pain, you little slut? You're going to get it…and then some!" Ethan shouted as he positioned himself behind Thomas's still-open hole and shoved his thick shaft deep inside with one swift motion, making the boy scream out in pleasure/pain while cumming all over himself from being fucked so hard. "You're mine now... and nobody else gets to touch what truly belongs to me except for the people I choose to share you with. So keep taking this cock, and show everyone how grateful you are for your new life!" He grabbed Thomas by the hips and started pounding into him mercilessly as his words sank into the now fully brainwashed young man's consciousness, ensuring that there would be no escape from this world of depravity for this little faggot.

Hi guys, this is the first story I felt like I could publish. I am very curious about what you think about it. It was a warm Friday night in September, and the little hallway in the sauna Thomas found himself in reeked of poppers and sweat. He locked eyes with the hottest guy he had ever laid eyes on, whose he later found out was Ethan. Thomas was new to this world; he'd only recently discovered his love for rough, explicit sexual encounters with other men. At 26 years old, his body was lean yet ripe with innocence, his hunger to submit hidden beneath a shy smile. Ethan, on the other hand, was an experienced prowler in this den of depravity; he'd been visiting saunas for years and had made it his mission to corrupt as many innocent young men like Thomas as possible. A man in his early 30s with a body built from sin itself—rough around the edges and brimming with desire—Ethan was not one to be trifled with. From their first exchange of lust-filled glances, it was clear that Ethan had set his sights on Thomas. He could see the raw hunger in those green eyes; an insatiable thirst for adventure and debauchery that matched his own. He knew that behind that shy smile lay a world of kinks Thomas had yet to discover. As they talked about their likes and dislikes (or more accurately, what turned them on), a sickening smile crept across Ethan's face as he realized that he had found yet another plaything to add to his long list of conquests. Ethan knew no limits when it came to exploring his kinks; he reveled in destruction and despair just as much as pleasure and release. His one true passion was seeing how far he could push someone until they became unrecognizable to themselves: a cockhungry slut begging for more even after their mind and body were broken beyond repair. And Ethan intended to do exactly that with Thomas—corrupt him, ruin him, consume him whole. Thomas was willingly led by the hand (and other, less chivalrous body parts) into one of the private rooms reserved for those seeking true intimacy within the depths of depravity. Ethan closed the door behind them and turned to face Thomas with an unsettling grin that promised a night filled with untold horrors and unparalleled pleasures. Without further ado, Ethan lunged forward and shoved his tongue down Thomas's throat. Thomas gagged at first but quickly gave in to the relentless assault on his senses; he couldn't resist as his body responded instinctually to Ethan's dominant advances. His hands clawed at Ethan's muscled back as he moaned into their kiss while his cock hardened beneath his towel. Breaking apart from their passionate embrace, Ethan gazed at Thomas with a newfound appreciation for his naivete. "You know," he said in a low, throaty whisper that sent shivers down Thomas's spine, "I've always loved showing young guys like you how fun it can be to give in and let your cock take over." Thomas gulped audibly but could barely find the words to respond; his heart was pounding in his chest as he tried (and failed) to hide the obvious excitement building within him. Ethan smirked at Thomas's obvious arousal and took a step back, dropping his towel and revealing a taut stomach riddled with old scars that told stories of past conquests—some willing partners, some not so much. "Don't worry," he said, tracing one particularly vicious gash on his side, "You're safe with me." He paused for dramatic effect before adding darkly, "I take care of the things I own.” Thomas shuddered involuntarily at the implication of what Ethan was saying; but instead of pulling away in fear or disgust, he leaned closer, his lips brushing against Ethan's ear as he whispered huskily: "Make me your slut." Without another word, Ethan shoved Thomas against the wall and roughly pulled down the boy’s towel, freeing his hard cock from its confinement. With a wicked grin that showed just how truly depraved his intentions were for their evening together, Ethan reached into the pocket of the little bag he was carrying and pulled out a small syringe filled with an unlabeled liquid—a powerful chemical compound designed to turn consenting adults into mindless sex slaves at his command. Thomas's eyes widened in terror as he realized what was about to happen; but it was too late. He felt the needle at his skin, followed by an explosion of heat and pleasure coursing through his veins, signaling the beginning of his descent into hell. As he felt himself losing control, Thomas knew that there was no turning back; from this moment forward, he belonged to Ethan—body and soul. The pleasure was so much Thomas fell onto the floor, now looking up at his new master. Despite the fear that still lurked in the corners of Thomas's mind, there was an undeniable sense of excitement—almost arousal—bubbling up inside him as well. Ethan read Thomas's thoughts like an open book and laughed darkly. "Go on," he said with a sneer, gesturing toward his impressively erect cock that jutted out from his sweat-drenched body like a sword. "Suck me off.” Thomas swallowed thickly, his heart pounding in his chest as he reached out hesitantly to take hold of Ethan's hard length. He tentatively wrapped his lips around the head of Ethan's cock, tasting sweat and pre-cum on his tongue. A shiver of excitement ran up his spine at the sensation—a feeling he never would have expected just a few short hours ago before his descent into depravity. As Thomas began to suck eagerly at Ethan's cock, bobbing his head up and down in a frenzy of lust, Ethan's grip on the back of Thomas's skull tightened ever so slightly—just enough to let him know who was truly in charge here. Thomas moaned around the thick shaft filling his mouth while he caressed his hands down over Ethan's rock hard abs and further downward toward those plump round cheeks that seemed just begging for some attention themselves. Thomas was lost in the urge to worship Ethan’s superior body, no thoughts other than the pleasure he was feeling. When it became clear that neither man could take another moment without release any longer, Ethan finally gave a low groan and pulled his cock free from Thomas's hungry mouth before grabbing Thomas and pushing him onto the leather mattress just behind; hefted him upwards with surprising strength and then placed him down onto all fours. Just after Ethan lined his cock up with Thomas's dripping pink hole, he slammed all ten inches of throbbing cock into his boyhole with one forceful thrust that sent waves upon waves upon waves of pleasure cascading throughout every cell inside Thomas's body, who gasped loudly in both surprise as well as sheer ecstasy before going completely silent once more except for soft whimpers and moans that escaped his lips. As each brutal thrust met with Thomas's tight little channel deep within him, so too did Ethan lose control of himself; grunting out harsh obscenities like ‘whore’, ‘slut’, or ‘cumdump’ while pounding away mercilessly with every single ounce of raw power he could muster up inside him. Round after round of frenzied lovemaking ensued until finally Ethan couldn't contain himself any longer. He gave one last forceful jolt into Thomas before shooting ropes and ropes of cum deep into Thomas's pussy as he growled out harshly right alongside it. “Take it bitch, take all my POZ cum and become mine for good” he screamed, and all Thomas could do in response was moaning and begging for more. With their joining finally completed now, Ethan collapsed onto Thomas with an exhausted groan while still buried deeply inside the boy’s hole after having delivered its toxic payload. Slowly he uncoupled himself from the boy, seeing a drop of cum escape his hole. As Thomas lay panting and sweat-soaked on dirty mattress afterwards, his mind reeling from the overwhelming sensations that had been inflicted upon him by his new master, he couldn't help but wonder what fate awaited him next. He knew one thing for certain though: whatever came next in this twisted journey of lust and despair would be unlike anything he could ever have imagined—and yet still, some small part of himself ached with a need to experience more of the darkness that Ethan would surely reveal to him as time went on. And so they continued their depraved dance together within the confines of the sauna—two souls bound by blood and sin; one driven by his insatiable hunger to corrupt while another found himself lost in its depths, his new owner being the only thing that matters.

Bred a 30-something last night at a local club who got a little bent out of shape because I didn’t warn him before I shot my load up his ass. (As if the increased erratic breathing and accelerated, harder thrusts were not a clue.) I told him terms and conditions should have been expressed before I shoved my cock up his ass or at least some time prior to chanting over and over, “Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me harder!” If I ever say, “I’m cumming”, it means that I am quite literally means I am cumming right at that moment. It would be easy to blame it on youth, but I’ve had that happened with older guys as well. I’m a respectful person, but if you’re one of those guys who want to get fucked raw, but not bred, say something at the start. If you don’t tell me - or any top - what you want, I’m just going to assume you want my load up inside of you.

I would love to hear your feedback on this new part, including Thomas's new friend. Here is Part 3: Thomas lays exhausted on the grimy mattress in the dimly lit orgy room, panting heavily but still yearning for more as his body quivers with pleasure from the intense group sex session he just experienced. The stench of sweat and sex fills the air around him while his gaze drifts between Ethan and other onlookers gathered around them—all eager to witness or partake in their twisted escapades. Ethan observes Thomas intently, his eyes rake over Thomas's body from head to toe; taking in every bead of sweat on his skin and each tremble caused by the aftereffects of orgasm. Ethan smirks devilishly as he contemplates how best to torture this insatiable cumdump further—how far they can push their mutual devotion towards depravity together. Without another word, Ethan begins his work. He stands over Thomas, grasping a steel shackle in each hand as he approaches from behind. Then, he speaks softly into Thomas's ear, sending a chill down the younger man's spine with his sinister whisper, "You've impressed me today, my little cumdump. It's clear you have a natural talent for submission. But I think it's time we took things to the next level," he says before swiftly snapping the steel shackles onto Thomas's wrists and ankles, binding him in place with ease. Thomas moans softly as Ethan's hands explore his body further; running along his chest and abdomen, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake while ensuring each movement causes the maximum amount of discomfort and arousal for his submissive companion. The cool metal shackles cut into Thomas's sensitive skin as they restrain him even more tightly—an unbearably erotic sensation that only serves to heighten both their desires for one another. Ethan smiles wickedly at the sight before him, knowing exactly what's needed to push this young man over the edge of sanity into a realm where only carnal pleasure and pain exist—a place where they can lose themselves completely in their shared twisted fantasies. He grabs another syringe filled with an evil cocktail: part nasty Tina-laced chems, part of his own infected HIV blood—all mixed together specifically for this moment to heighten Thomas's vulnerability and ensure absolute obedience. Ethan watches as Thomas's eyes widen in fear mixed with excitement at the sight of the needle. He smirks at the boy's pleas as he slowly approaches him. He places a comforting hand on Thomas's shoulder and whispers softly, "Let's see how far you are willing to go for me, my little cumdump." Thomas tries to pull away, whimpering in fear at the sight of Ethan's needle-covered hands. "Please," he begs weakly, his voice trembling with terror and anticipation. "I don't want this! I can't take Poz blood, that is too much!" But Ethan doesn't listen, "You know you do, Thomas," he murmurs darkly as he grabs hold of Thomas's arm firmly. The needle pierces his skin, releasing a steady stream of poison directly into his veins while another dose is injected into Thomas's already-inflamed ass. Thomas tries to resist the onslaught but fails miserably; overwhelmed by the intensity and rapid pace of it all. The drugs course through him like wildfire, igniting every nerve ending in his body with a burst of ecstasy. He gasps loudly as he feels a rush of pleasure coursing through him, his entire body tingling with anticipation for what's to come next. He whimpers softly under Ethan's command, "Please, Master... make me feel good... I'll do anything you want!" Ethan grins maliciously and replies, “Cute how you changed your mind. I intend to, my little cumdump. I just want to see how much pleasure you can take before you beg for more." With that, he takes a step back, allowing Thomas to feel the full effects of the drugs without any external stimulation. He admires the marks the syringe left on Thomas's pale skin—a symbol of submission and degradation that no one could mistake for anything else. Thomas squirms on the bed; moaning and writhing as if caught between heaven and hell itself. His cock twitches uncontrollably inside his confining clothes, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath him. He can't help but crave more contact—any form of touch would be enough to send him over the edge into an intense state of euphoria. As Thomas continues to squirm and whimper, Ethan turns his attention back to their bondage session with a newfound fervor; determined to push his slave further than ever before as he leans in close enough for their breaths to mingle hotly against each other's lips—an intimate dance that hints at a deep level of connection, despite all evidence pointing towards its perversion and despair. With that, Ethan does something unexpected, he kisses Thomas on the mouth passionately. Their tongues are dueling for dominance while they explore every inch of each other's mouth with wild abandon—a raw display of lustful power that leaves both men gasping for breath when it ends. But before either can recover fully from this intense exchange, Ethan pulls out his already-hardening cock and shoves it back into Thomas's eagerly awaiting mouth once more. As Thomas keeps feeling the effects of the Tina coursing through his system, he finds himself unable—or perhaps unwilling—to resist as his master uses him like a piece of furniture: fucking his face with brutal force that leaves Thomas barely able breathe through his nose when it's not plugged shut by some part or another. Throughout this grueling assault on every one of Thomas's senses, he feels something strange happening within him—an awakening desire for more punishment; for Ethan to take complete control over his body and mind so completely that there are no lines left uncrossed between them anymore. It's as if some dark part within himself has been unlocked by their twisted relationship, and it hungers endlessly for whatever depravity Ethan can dish out next—a realization both horrifying yet exhilarating in its intensity. The room, filled with onlookers who had gathered to witness their perverse spectacle, blurs as Ethan's own animalistic instincts take over. His cock feels harder than ever before; never has he possessed a boy this completely. In the midst of their intense sexual encounter and drug-induced state, neither Ethan nor Thomas appear to notice a man stepping forward, someone who soon would turn out to be an old acquaintance of Thomas's. This hunky man—with chiseled abs and a rock hard, veiny cock that stands out prominently from the crowd—is none other than Johnny. He has known Thomas years ago when they were sex buddies but lost touch after a while; now he can't believe what has become of his once innocent friend as he watches in horror—and lust—from the sidelines. Johnny approaches Thomas, who looks at him with pleading eyes begging for release from this torture, but also acknowledging that he deserves every ounce of punishment being doled out by Ethan because it's exactly what he wants. To be owned by someone so completely devoid of morals and human decency. Releasing Thomas was far from Johnny's intention; he still felt resentful for the way their relationship ended abruptly due to his own insecurities about getting caught indulging in such [banned word] activities. As he watched Ethan using Thomas like a piece of meat without any regard for his wellbeing or comfort, it only fueled Johnny's desire to join in on the fun and claim some ownership over this broken boy himself. He jerks his cock vigorously, planning on joining Ethan in the abuse as soon as possible. His shaft throbs with excitement while he places a shard of Tina onto its tip before pulling out the plug still lodged deep inside; eager to feel the rush of plunging his hardness deep inside Thomas's unguarded ass again—a reminder of all they once shared together that could have been if only one had acted upon their true desires instead of hiding them away in shame. "Isn't this wonderful, my little cumdump? You can see how many people want a piece of you," Ethan chuckles evilly as he continues to pound into Thomas's willing mouth, pushing Johnny deeper into the boy with every stroke. As the orgy room becomes even more chaotic than before, with other attendees joining in on the fun, men from all walks of life take advantage of Thomas's vulnerability and willingness to submit. The air is filled with moans and grunts, punctuated by gasps for breath as cocks slide in and out of various holes while hands grope and fondle any bit of flesh that can be reached. Ethan grabs ahold of Johnny's hips and directs him to fuck Thomas harder—pushing them both towards the brink faster than ever before possible. Their eyes meet through their shared pleasure; two souls connected by their mutual love for destruction and debauchery. And as they reach their peak together—Johnny filling Thomas with his seed while Ethan empties himself deep into his mouth—they know that nothing else could ever compare to this moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy borne out of depravity. The three men collapse in exhaustion onto the grimy mattress together; their chests heaving from exertion while they catch their breath and await whatever new depraved acts the orgy room may have in store for them next. As they lie there, Thomas starts coming to his senses, only then realizing who Johnny really was. With that, he speaks "Johnny" weakly, his voice barely audible above the din of the ongoing orgy. The hunky man looks down to him with a mix of confusion and curiosity in his eyes before replying softly. “So it is really you!” Johnny asks hesitantly, struggling to reconcile the boy he once knew with this broken shell of a person lying before him. Thomas nods weakly in response but doesn't say anything more as Ethan's cock begins twitching again, resting against his cheek; ready for round two at any moment if either man was so inclined. Johnny takes a step closer, studying their intertwined forms with a mix of excitement and curiosity. "I can hardly recognize you like this, Thomas... you used to hold back so much." His voice is thick with emotion as he grapples with the reality of Thomas's current state; reduced to nothing more than a slave for Ethan's pleasure. "Is it... Is it really what you wanted?" Thomas finally manages to whisper, his eyes darting between Johnny and Ethan. A nervous tremor runs through his body at the thought that his old friend may judge him or disapprove of his actions. Johnny hesitates for a moment before nodding gently. "I wish I had been the one to put you through this kind of transformation, Thomas," he admits with a sigh. "But this guy... he's good at what he does, he did what I could’t: break you.” Thomas glances up at Johnny in surprise, relief washing over his features at the understanding in his friend's voice. But as their eyes meet again, a sudden chill runs down Thomas's spine: The consequences of having an old friend witness their actions are about to become all too real for both him and Ethan.

Wow so nice! That makes it hot when there's an audience.

Cute bottom, was due to be the last after 3 loads , but I was the only one turned up. So fucked with him on top grinding him self on to me , he came. I scooped up his cum and used it for lube. planted my load as deep as possible Love a bottom who can carry on after cumming

Here's the thing, though: if you gave a fuck about the gay kids stuck in those schools, you might not want to leave everything up to parents, the loudest and most demanding of whom (and who will end up controlling the narrative and the response) will be the anti-gay bigots. The problem is that for these people - and I've been watching them closely for decades - ANY mention of same-sex relationships is "pushing a gay agenda" that needs to be excised from public schools, even when conveying the exact same information about straight relationships gathers no objection. We know this because they've tipped their hands repeatedly, and we know that because they wrote the laws, that's how they intend to use them. Again, 35+ years of watching people interested in legislation pushing said legislation tells me what I need to know about this effort. My perspective - if I may be so bold - is akin to an expert witness in a trial testifying about a subject he is intimately familiar with from long experience. Dismissing that as just, well, "my perspective" is your prerogative, but it doesn't mean I'm going to agree with you. Except that teachers are ALREADY being forced to stay silent about same-sex partners and same-sex relationships, in a way that teachers in opposite-sex relationships are not. The fact that you seem to think the religious anti-gay zealots are acting in good faith to just keep the porn out of the libraries would be cute if it weren't shockingly naive. For fuck's sake, look at the books that are being pulled out of libraries - they're not porn, they're not masturbation manuals, they're not how-to guides for anal sex. They're bland things like Heather Has Two Mommies. "Beyond all reasonable doubt" is the standard of proof in criminal cases and criminal offenses, like the "offense of your choice" wording. For civil cases - and the consequences of this law are civil, so that's the right standard - the standard of proof is "preponderance of the evidence", also sometimes called "more likely than not". It's certainly more likely than not that the religious bigots who pushed these laws through intended to remove as many references to gay people from public schools as possible on the grounds that it's "inappropriate". Because that's what they are DOING wherever that kind of law is going into effect. And I've never - EVER - had one of those activists pushing those laws point to ANY reference to LGBT people that they thought was appropriate for kids in public schools. I've pressed them to give me just one example, and they never have been able to. So frankly, I don't need "beyond a reasonable doubt" kind of proof, which we almost never have in resolving any dispute.

I can't wait to see how you will continue this story, it is so hot! I love how Adam is such a little whore for his dad, and I would love to see him get used and abused even more. Daddy should brainwash his son into being an even bigger cockhungry slut!

Mike embraced me and we kissed long and deep. I could feel his tongue enter my mouth as I sucked it in deep. As we continued to kiss I felt him carrying me to the edge of the pool to the shallow end. We broke our kiss and he lightly caressed my nipples. I could feel him reach my left nipple and he then discovered that it was pierced. “Nice” is all he whispered as he rolled his fingers over my piercing and waves of electric pleasure washed over me. I could feel my butt against the edge of the pool and then he turned me around.Mike slipped behind me and caressed me from the back all over my body. My cock hardening as I felt his lips on my neck and his hands work their way slowly down to my hips. Slowly but surely he massaged my hips and pushed on my lower back to signal that he wanted me to bend over and of course I did. He then lift me slightly so my ass was out of the water and I could feel his tongue go down my back as I leaned out of the pool to expose my hole to him. Mike leaned down and continued his trail of kisses until he found my sweet spot and began to rim me. I could feel his tongue opening my hole and sending shots of pleasure all over my body as his tongue went deeper into me. Then I felt his finger enter me as he continued to rim me. I could feel it curl and hit my prostrate as a wave of pleasure caused me to gasp. I squirmed in pleasure as his finger slowly worked its way back and forth over my prostrate. Then he added a second finger and the pleasure intensified as both fingers worked their way across my prostrate. I began to hump his fingers and moan loudly as I felt an orgasm build inside of me. He withdrew both of his fingers and denied my orgasm from happening. I moaned “No don’t stop I am so close.” He rubbed his hands across my ass and I could feel his hard cock bob across my left cheek as it rubbed as he spread my ass open and close a couple of times. I whispered “Please let me cum.” Mike whispered back “Oh I will let you cum soon.” Even in the water I could feel his cock leaking a bit of cum onto my left cheek as it centered itself between my ass. I was so horny and wanted to cum so badly I wiggled my ass up and down until his head was at my entrance. I could feel the heat of his cock and the hardness I had caused. I pushed back slightly and felt his head against the lips of my hole and then it slipped past. He slowly entered a-bit at a time, repeatedly pulling out and going deeper each stroke. Finally I could feel his wet hair against my ass and his balls slap against me. The water amplified the sounds of him fucking me and quieted the moans of pleasure that were escaping from my mouth. He quietly said “Now I am going to make you cum and give you what you wanted.” My mind could not quite process that I was being fucked bareback with a POZ highly toxic cock. All I knew that his death stick was giving me pleasure and my body wanted it, needed it. My brain only wanting that release of my building orgasm. I could feel it building again as his cock pounded my ass and the rhythm of the water. Finally sweet release of my orgasm hit me and I felt my muscles clench around his POZ cock. As my muscles twitched I felt the head of his cock swell and Mike yelled “ I am CUMMING! Take my changed load you fag!” The waves of pleasure hit me deep as his positive cum flooded my guts multiple times. I could feel his large load burying itself deep inside me. I could feel his cock shrink as he hard on subsided. Slowly trailing out of my ass and I feeling a sense of loss as he plopped out of my gaped hole. I layed on the edge of the pool enjoying what had happened and started to process that he had fucked me bareback and that he was positive. Mike got out of the pool and was getting dressed as I finally opened my eyes. He came over and leaned over as I rolled onto my back. He caressed my nipples and I felt another wave of pleasure as he tweaked my right nipple and kissed me. “I know you will want another, give me a call when you do.” Mike whispered as he got up and walked away with his shirt trailing in his hand. All I could do is lay there and relive the last couple of minutes knowing that he had just pozzed me in the pool. I had not expected to happen and all I thought was I had wished I would have caught it on video.

Hey all, sorry for the delay. Here is Chapter 2. Shawn made himself a whiskey and coke, then took in the scene around him. Sumner was looking at his phone sitting in the chair that Shawn just bred him in. Steve was fucking Jason on the sofa across from Sumner. Luke was balls deep in Max, who was bent over the ottoman, making him moan. He could tell Luke’s fat raw dick was really stretching out Max. Luke was about 6.5-7 in long and cut but very thick. Shawn started to bone up as he watch Max’s hole get stretched. He walked over to the them and started to kiss Luke and rub his muscle twunk body as Luke pumped into Max’a hole. After a bit of hot kissing Shawn moved to Max and started to kiss him. Max was moaning as they made out. Then Shawn pushed Max’s mouth down on his big fat dick. He started to face fuck him. Soft at first then harder. Making Max gag on his big Italian sausage. He made sure to dump plenty of his toxic precum down Max’s twink throat as he face fucked him. Then he moved to rim Luke’s ass as he continued to fuck Max. Luke didn’t miss a beat and continued to fuck Max like a champ. Luke started to moan from Shawn’s warm tongue working his hole. Shawn started to finger Luke’s twunk hole. Being sure to scratch the hole up so his toxic babies will take. He then stood up behind and started to kiss Luke’s ear and neck. Shawn spit on his rock hard dick and roughly pushed his fat dick head into the tight warm raw neg hole of Luke. He push hard and quick to make sure it got his hole vulnerable to the poz seed. He felt the hole resist then his massive dick pop in. This made Luke jump and jab his dick roughly into Max. Luke yelped little and Shawn silenced him with a kiss. Shawn started to pump into Luke with long deep strokes after giving him time to adjust. The faster rhythm increased Luke’s speed of ramming into Max. It took 5 minutes of Shawn’s big raw fat Poz Italian meat hitting Luke’s prostate to make Luke moan hard and say he was cumming. Both Shawn and Max told him to bred Max. What Luke didn’t know was that Shawn unloaded his huge poz toxic load into his ass at the same time he was unloading into Max. He had a talent for cumming without showing signs. He also could cum and stay hard enough to fuck again. “Move and let me fuck that cummy hole while he sucks you clean man” he told Luke. Shawn slammed hard into the stretched raw neg non prep hole of Max. His once tight twink hole now loose. As he fucked him hard he saw pink on his dick and mixed with Luke’s cum. He knew when he unloaded the twink would loose his neg status. Max gaged on Luke’s dick for the next few minutes as Shane pounded his hole hard and deep. Max was in heaven and moaning hard. Max’s hole tightened and his shot a huge load without touching his dick. The pressure made Shane cum in the spot. “Taking my fucking load boy! Daddy is impregnating you!” He shouted as he flooded that unprotected neg hole with poz cum. He fell back on the sofa after cumming twice in under 10 mins. Exhausted he sat as Luke and Max took turns sucking his slowly deflating cock. After a few minutes he kissed both guys and all three went back to the bar for a drink. He learned Max was in a committed relationship and cheating. That’s why he wasn’t on prep. Luke was on prep but forgot to take it a lot. Both said they were happy test results were given so they could fuck and not worry about stds. Shawn agreed as he smile internally knowing poz son 2 and 3 of the night were on the way.

I had been in the foster system for as long as I could remember. I was taken from my mother when I was 3 because she had gone on a two week bender and forgotten I existed. I bounced around the system till at the age of 10 I was placed with Mr.Mark. Mr.Mark was very well off and took great care of me. He was 6’4 and well built. He was a bit of a health nut making sure me and all my foster brothers stuck to strict diets and cleanliness routines. He was very hairy and had a thick but well kept brown beard with a few tinges of grey. In all 8 years I’d been with Mr.Mark he had never formally adopted me. I had asked several times but he always said it would get in the way of our future. It was the day of my 18th birthday and I was scared that I was going to end up on the street soon. I woke up and looked at myself in the mirror. I was 5’4 and slim with very little muscle tone. I was pretty pale too as Mr.Mark always made sure I wore plenty of sunscreen even though he tanned often. I noticed a little hair around my pits and cock. Though I was almost entirely hairless I grew a little sometimes. Mr.Mark made sure that I kept hairless as he said it would keep me from smelling. When I asked why he was so hairy he had answered that men should smell but boys like me shouldn’t. I went into the bathroom and applied nair all over my light body hair before hoping in the shower. After I got out I cleaned out my boy hole and took my daily pills, Mr.Mark said boys should always keep their holes clean. After I had finished my morning routine I found my eyes drawn to my bedside table. I opened the bottom drawer and reach into the back and pulled out the old jock strap. I had found it with Mr.Marks laundry years ago and couldn’t resist taking it. It was white but stained a brownish yellow and smelled so fucking good. Just touching it had my cock fully hard. Even hard it was only two and a half inches. I rubbed my tiny uncut cock for about a minute until I shot my load into my hand. I licked it up then rehide Mr.Marks jock. I got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. Mr.Mark always left early for work but one of my foster brothers, Michael, told me he had said that he was going to take me out for a birthday dinner that night. All day at school I thought about what Mr.Mark was going to say at dinner. I was so nervous that he was going to kick me out now that I was an adult. Once the time came for the dinner it went pretty normally. He didn’t bring up me moving out or anything so I didn’t either. Once we made it home however he said to me, “so alex now that you’re an adult I don’t have to take care of you anymore you know that right” “Yes sir” I said terrified of what was going to come next “Well now that you’re of age you’re going to need to earn your keep.” “Yes sir” “Good now follow me into my room.” He said as he started walking towards the master bedroom. Once we got into his bedroom he motioned for me to stand in front of his bed. “Strip” Mr.Mark commanded as he looked through the drawers of his dresser. “What” I asked confused. Just then he back handed me across the face, nearly knocking me to the ground. “I said strip” he said in a more forceful tone I did as Mr.Mark said and stripped down to my underwear When Mr.Mark looked back he slapped me again saying “I said strip slut” I quickly removed my underwear, the shock of being hit overwhelming the embarrassment of being naked in front of my father. He looked me up and down, grabbing my rock hard cock. “You enjoy being hit sweetheart” he said stroking me. “No sir” I whimpered out Just then I got another slap. “Don’t lie to me” he said sternly holding my face. Mr.Mark walked to his closet and took off his shirt revealing his thick coat of fur. He left his pant on however. He laid out two syringes on the dresser one small with a needle the other long and needleless. As he picked up the smaller one he walked towards me saying “from now own you will have one of these injections a day, I’ll show you how to do it again tomorrow but one a day every day, ok sweetheart” “Yes sir” I replied nervously. “Good girl” he said as he turned me around and grabbed one of my hairless ass cheeks he squeezed it tight and then injected me with the contents of the syringe. He then pushed me over the bed so my ass was fully exposed. “Now this is going to burn but you need to hold it in for as long as you can, be a good girl for daddy” I was confused on why he was calling me a girl when I was clearly a boy. Well maybe not clearly but he knew I was. Then suddenly I felt a pressure on my hole. “Open your pussy for me sweetheart” Mr.Mark whispered to me. That sent a chill down my spine and even though I didn’t have a pussy my hole relaxed and let the large syringe in. I felt the liquid fill me and did my best to hold it in. Mr.Mark stood me back up and said “hold that for as long as you can”. I started feeling a rush after about a minute. Soon after I felt so empty even with the burning liquid in my ass. Mr.Mark began twisting my nipples which sent shockwaves of pleasure through me. I audibly moaned “Good girl” he said pulling my nipples hard causing me to loose focus and open up the liquid spilling out of me. I leaned into Mr.Mark breathing in his man sent as my entire body tingled. “Seems like someone’s ready to loose their virginity right sweetheart” he asked me “Oh” I moaned out as I felt his cock through his pants. “I’ve been waiting so long for this” he said as he turned me around and bent me over the bed again. I heard him unzip his pants before I suddenly felt him fully enter my hole, no he called it my pussy. “Oh fuck daddy” I moaned out as he pumped deep into me “Yeah baby girl take my fucking cock” he said as he pounded into me. I had never felt this good in my life. I had had so many sex dreams about Mr.Mark and now they were coming true. I have no idea how long he fucked me for but when he was close he moan out “Oh yeah sweetheart I’m gonna cum, you want daddy to cum in your pussy” “Yes daddy” I moaned out. “You want daddy to get you pregnant” “Yes daddy” “Well too bad” he said as he pulled out and shot his load into the carpet. “Daddy” I whimpered out feeling so empty. “ oh don’t worry baby, I’ll get you pregnant in time but for now you have to learn” he said walking to the closet as I laid there fingering my pussy He had put his pants back on so I couldn’t see his cock but he took a long orange thing with a flared base out of the closet. He laid it on my stomach and it reached up to my ribs. “ you want to be full baby” he asked “Yes daddy” I replied obediently needing something in my guts. He pushed it into my pussy slowly while he held one of my hands to my stomach. I felt the toy moving in me. Once it was fully in he walked to grab a small flat piece of metal with a tube in it. “ you know sweetheart I thought we would have to work you up to a cage this small but your clit is so tiny I think we can start with this.” He grabs my soft leaking clit and stuck the long tube into it. It felt strange but not bad. He then locked the metal piece on and put the key on a table. “Good this will keep you from using your clit when you shouldn’t.” He said. “Now I think it’s past your bedtime so hurry to sleep we’ll talk more In the morning ok” “ ok daddy” I said hugging him before going to grab my clothes “Nuhuh” he said “you’ll be getting a new wardrobe tomorrow” with that he slapped the plug in my pussy and sent me to my room.

Shawn was getting ready to head to the orgy he had been looking forward to for weeks. The organizer was a hot otter guy. There would be 5 other guys there. All either Vers or bottoms. He was strictly a top. He was 28, 6’1, 185 lbs of muscle with olive skin he got from his Italian heritage. He had a fat 8.5 in uncut dick. He never had a problem finding a hole to seed. But his true passion was pozzing neg hole. Especially stealth pozzing. That is why he was looking forward to this orgy so much. He knew 2 of the guys were not on prep. And the rest he wasn’t sure but hoped they were not. All participants had to send negative tests within a week of the party. Shawn worked in a lab and had fake documents to share no problem. When he got to the party the otter, Steve - 23 Vers bottom, welcomed him and lead him to the room where he could strip and then told him to join them in the living room across the hall. Shawn stripped and walked across the hall already half chubbed. He was then introduced to the rest of the guys. Max - 21, bottom, no prep, twink Luke - 23, Vers, twunk Sumner - 29, Vers, no prep, jock Jason - 25, bottom, cub Shawn knew sumner and Max were not on prep as he had talked to both before the party and they confirmed it. The other 2 he had not talked to before tonight. And Steve did not say when they talked. With the introductions out of the way Steve worked on making drinks for everyone after he pointed out the lube and poppers on the coffee table. Shawn zeroed in on Sumner and started to chat him up and kiss him. He lead him to an over-stuffed chair in the corner. They proceeded to more deep kissing and making out. Then he pushed the jock to his knees to start to suck on his big fat poz dick. He loved seeing the big muscle jock suck his meat. After a few minutes Shawn pulled Sumner up and bent him over the back of the chair and started to eat his hairy hole. Sumner moaned from the tongue assaulting his hole. He reached for the pooper bottle next to him and started ti inhale. Shawn stood and bent over Sumner to make out with him as he was still bent over the chair. His big fat uncut dick leaking poz precum in Summer's neg ass cracker and hole. Summer moaned as the leaky head and spit allowed Shawn’s dick to enter this hole. Shawn could tell sumner took a lot of dick with how easy it went in. He was tight, but that’s just because of how big his dick was. To an average dick the hole would have felt looser. He was amazed his was still neg. But he wouldn’t be for long. He continued to work Summer's jock hole open as he fucked deeper and deeper. Then started to pick up speed. The moan coming form Sumner was so hot! The fucking continued, with ocassional stops to switch positions or east his ass. Making sure to use his finger nails to scratched his hole as he ate it and fingered it in between fucks. Finally Shawn decided it was time to impregnate his first hole. He started to make out deep with Sumner as he pounded hard into his hole. Finally shooting a huge load of poisonous cum balls deep in the neg hole. All while the jock begged for his cum! As they rested and recovered Sumer said, “Fuck that was hot! Thanks so much, I have been craving a load. i am so glad we did tests before this, I love raw dick but never take it. I can get anything cause I have a girlfriend. I am so glad I know taking your load was safe. I can’t wait to get more from the other guys!” “No problem man! I am glad I got to fill your hole. Maybe do a another round later tonight!” With that Shawn got up and moved to the bar to get his drink and rest a little as he watch the other guys go at it around the living room. More to follow.

A simple craving 2 years ago has evolved into a true addiction. Two years ago I responded to an ad, after circling the block 3 times in anxiety, trepidation and rationalization, I parked, knocked on the door, and a man in his 30s answered. He was a nervous as I was…but lead me to a couch where he sat…he slipped his shorts down…he was totally shaved, 6+ , medium thick…within 2 minutes of entering his home, his cock was in my throat, he felt made to order, it made me aroused like I had never experienced. He came quickly and his cocked jerked and pulsed as his ribbons of sperm filled my throat, …warm, thick, and with an intoxicating taste…I swallowed and was gone in 12 minutes. Now 24 months later I have sucked a total of 224 cooks, and swallowed the cum of 219…I’m proud of my abilities. Each a different man, all nameless. I find my needs and desires have taken on the true characteristics of addiction…the need for more, to be more open in pursuits, to take more risks, to seek cock always. From a timid encounter in a private residence, to cars, cabs of trucks at truck stops, public restrooms, parks. And adult book stores. I place ads daily, slip men into my house, travel to theirs and rent cheap motel rooms for the weekend. My needs only increased…monthly blow bangs, and Bukake . It has become a part of my persona, I spend time honing my skills, working on techniques, increasing my deep throat limits…part of me wants it to become very public, to be recognized, but I still am forced to maintain a level:of duality. Three weeks ago I took 10 loads, in succession, my mouth wide as the next man pumped his sperm into my throat. With each load I became more excited and as the 10th man pumped out his jam like cum…I wanted more..I swallowed the erotic cocktail semen blend of 10 strangers and the sensation made my entire body tingle. I want more. how can I control it ?

So good to hear the top telling you he's shooting his POZ load in you and nothing you can do about it except welcome it deep!

Though we use terms like "hard as a rock," a Mans Cock is still flesh and blood, not stone. The texture is soft, even if it's throbbing erect. As a bottom, seeing a Mans Cock throbbing hard speaks to me of His excitement and need/desire to penetrate and breed, and has the effect of connecting to my own lust/need to be penetrated, fucked and bred. Seeing it opens and penetrates me psychologically, i cannot imagine a Mans Cock that is too hard, that to me is like saying "He wants to fuck too much," and as far as i'm concerned, You cannot want/need to fuck "too much." This isn't universal, but a lot of the time i can tell when a Top is getting close to orgasm because His Cock swells a bit more, gets even harder before He shoots. It's a really hot sensation and overwhelms me with anticipation of Him having HIs orgasm inside of me.

I'm just another voice of agreement. If your cock goes in me bare, I'm not expecting some warning that you are cumming, it's just expected. If you don't cum in me that would be more surprising than anything else.

Anyone who can write phrases like "his body was lean yet ripe with innocence," "a body built from sin itself—rough around the edges and brimming with desire," and "a night filled with untold horrors and unparalleled pleasures" instantly gets my attention.

I'll volunteer. I have fucked with both.

UPDATE: I decided to stop seeing this guy and just wait for another better one to play the FWB game after meeting the weekend, I chatted with him a bit to “know him better”, even if he’s usually anti-chat (old school, doesn’t like to talk that much) I told him that I really liked him and wanted to know what was he thinking about “out thing”. Not as in boyfriend or anything, but just as a deal, as a fuckbuddy deal. Long story short (he usually needs A LOT of time/long convo to come to honest terms, he’s short on words and you have to work hard to get his point lol), he says he also likes me, and that he likes I’m not judgemental about him and also usually just to the point, because he usually doesn’t like all the talk talk talk game with guys. I say that OK, that I’m fine with it and so on and therefore we could work something out to be more casual and therefore avoid being with a lot of other guys, a bit more FWB comfortable and avoiding risks being with a lot of anons and so on He says that he would be OK with it, but then, says to me that he wants to ask/say me something and just to be openminded, that it’s something he wants to know about me. He asks me if I would be OK being poz, and if I would be OK with him at any time pozzing me, because it’s a matter of time. I wait to write because I see the “Writing…” thing, he continues saying that he would be more comfortable on the future, if going forward with a “you’re my only one” fuckbuddy deal, for both be poz, no fears, just pure natural sex without anything else, worrying, testing and so on. He really prefers to fuck poz guys than neg. Ans also tells me that that doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy fucking a neg guy and that he would enjoy pozzing me on the future if I make the decision, that is something good, not to worry, it’s liberating. Thats a bit his deal to be able to “compromise” with someone and so on. Not only I’m not into that and want that, but at this point I find he’s being manipulative to get whatever he wants. Do you enjoy more poz guys than negs to be comfortable? That’s why you “dont ask don’t tell” and get off being poz verbal when fucking? Yeah bro, sure. Also, my status means you would enjoy me less going into a more closed deal? Suddenly my ass would be more enjoyable if I were poz? I’m OK with playing with poz guys at this moment, since I got into PReP and tried with this guy, my mentality has opened a bit about how things and risks work. Also, that for sure out there are a lot of U=U guys better than this crappy person. This is a very very short version, but really, it came clearly to me he was just trying to manipulate me into doing what he liked and not worrying about lying or emotionally manipulating if necessary. At the end I told him I think things wouldn’t work for us, he changed his attitude to the one of “you’re making this, please no, we’ve a good deal right now, you come, we fuck, you go off, that’s it” - I said again, he asked me to come to his place to talk in person better, I said no. And about 30-60 min of keeping me on read, he said literally “OK” and that’s it. Sorry you all, that this story came so early to an end and on this anticlimactic, dramatic way, but I suppose the future will bring me more enjoyable guys to be with, right? Anyway, I think this was just a learning experience and better to know what happened than to never get to do it and wonder “what would have been like?” Also, at least, I got good 5 sex sessions, so that’s OK I suppose lol Thank you everyone for your messages, support and opinions.

There's plenty of room to type whatever you want in your profile, so yes, of course. But the problem is people simply don't read.

Given how hard some of the dildos btms use I wouldn't worry and harder the better is likely good for them... means can get some force behind it and ready pounds them.

I am married to a woman and I fuck around with both men and other women. My relationship with my wife has been sexless for over a decade. We had a very good sex life for years but she came down with a bad case of bible-thumperism and we grew apart, emotionally and philosophically. Even when we were still enjoying sex as a married couple I am positive she was cheating on me. The unmistakable smell of another man's cum in her panties after a night out with her "girl friends" was rather suspicious. And believe me, I know what cum smells and tastes like. I didn't let it bother me much, in fact it kind of turned me on. I also fucked around on her so it made us kind of even. I got tested for HIV and other STIs often because I really didn't want to infect her. But that is no longer an issue so I indulge in fucking a horny gay bottom every chance I get with zero guilt or regrets. People wonder why I don't get a divorce from her since we have became nothing more than house mates, she has her bedroom and I have mine and we do almost nothing together. She has her friends and I have mine. I don't divorce her for financial reasons. Even if I let her have the house she would have a hard time paying property tax and upkeep on it. I don't mind helping her out financially, I think I owe her that. And at 72 I am not looking at getting into a committed relationship with another woman, I prefer sex with men. I like fuck buddies but not enough to marry one or even live with him. I own a vacation cabin miles away from anyone and I just spent most of the summer there. It is off the grid with a solar system for power, enough to run a refrigerator and freezer, lights, a microwave oven, well pump, etc. No internet (which explains my absence from this forum). It's a good place to get away from the wife for awhile, She is not what one would consider a nice person, she is a classic case of NPD. Early in the summer I had several relatives and friends show up at the cabin one afternoon and was introduced to a guy, 39 YO. Everyone was drinking beer and then switched to Black Velvet and I kept getting gay vibes from this guy and also noticed he had a really nice fuckable ass. His gaydar was also evidently beeping loudly concerning me. He showed up to visit the next afternoon and we ended up fucking. He visited 4 more times during the summer. Life is good! So yeah, I cheat and have no regrets about it.

Jake held still while putting his cum deep in me, but once the shooting stopped he slowly slid in and out of me a couple of times before pulling all the way out. "Let me take one more picture baby, now that you are leaking my cum", Jake said while he grabbed his camera. Jake took a couple pictures while whispering, "fucking hot". He then turned the phone to me so I could see what was "fucking hot". Wow is all I could think. Wow! I could see his white cum leaking out of me, leaking across my red ass lips. it was very hot. I looked up at Jake. "Yes, that is very very fucking hot dad, please don't ever stop doing that with me". It sounded really cheesy I think, but I had to say it, it was what I was feeling and thinking at the time. Jake put the phone down and started rubbing my cum all over my belly. He looked at me, "Tim I want nothing more than to keep fucking you, making love to you, everywhere. Then Jake leaned over me and kissed me. I help him so tight and knew he was changing me forever. I could not get enough of this man. I finally released Jake and he kissed me one more time. He looked into my eyes and said, "let's get cleaned up and go for a swim". "I would love that", I said. Jake stood up and helped me off of the counter. Looking behind me I could see the counter was a mess with Jake's cum, lube, a lube bottle, and his phone which obviously was shiny with lube now! I smiled. Jake was looking at the same mess and said, "Let me clean this up really quick. Why don't you head in and run through the shower and I will follow you out to the pool". I looked down at Jake's cock that was softly swaying, all wet with lube and cum. I reached out and wrapped my hand around it, looked him in the eyes and said "you bet dad, fuck you are hot, thank you". I kissed him on the cheek, let go of his cock and headed to his bathroom to run through the shower. After I was rinsed off and felt cooled off I dried off and head out through Jake's bedroom to the pool. The day was already starting to warm up. The pool looked so inviting and I told myself I would be in there soon. It was now that I realized I was completely naked and hadn't thought anything about it, but I knew it was alright and Jake's backyard was very private. I got a towel and move two of the loungers closer together, a little closer than they were yesterday. I flattened out my chair, put the towel down next to me and laid out on my stomach. It felt so good to lay and relax. After a night of constant thinking, tossing and turning, and now having been fucked and cum very hard, I was at a point I felt my eyelids getting heavier and heavier. As I started to doze off I heard Jake approach and adjust the lounger next to me. Soon I felt his hand on my ass cheek and he leaned in saying, "get some rest baby boy, I will be right here". That was it, I immediately let go and dozed off. I finally stirred, a little dazed, but managed to open my eyes and sure enough Jake was right where he said he would be. "how long was I out?", I asked him. "Only about thirty minutes, but you were definitely out, you didn't move one time. I thought I might have to give you mouth to mouth pretty soon.", Jake smiled. "that is what I was waiting for", I replied and smiled back. "I am going to go for a swim and wake up", I said as I got up. I briefly looked at Jake, I loved his body. I noticed that is cock ring was no longer on. "No more cock ring? booooo". Jake looked up at me, "no, don't want it to get too hot and burn me, not a good option". we both laughed. The pool water felt amazing and quickly brought me right back to life. I swam a couple of laps and then rested on the side of the pool. Jake got up from his lounger and walked to the edge of the pool. He said down on the edge, next to me, and put his feet in the pool then leaned back on his arms. "Tim, I think we should talk about us and having unprotected sex". I looked up at him and agreed, "I think so too". "ok great", Jake said and then continued. "I don't want this to be a downer type conversation, but I think it is time to talk about reality. I want us to be open about what we have done, are going to do, and our emotions around those actions. What do you know about being HIV positive, or have you ready anything?" "i don't know too much at all besides the fact that it can be a very serious health condition unless treated or someone is on medication. That is about it." Jake nodded and picked up the conversation. "That is pretty true these days. HIV is very manageable with medication, which I started soon after my infection, so I feel great these days". I asked, "you seem very healthy to me, and I am glad to hear that". "I have tried to maintain my medication routine along with being healthy and staying fit", Jake continued. "I am lucky to some degree, The medical path is expensive and some men just can't maintain that expense. Then there are some men that just choose not to be on meds or medication." That shocked me a little and didn't seem right. "some men actually choose not to take the meds?"/ "Yeah, like I said some can't afford it and some just don't want to, they prefer to have a high viral load, as it is called": I asked, "what is a viral load?" "For some top men, that are HIV pos, they want to have a high viral count in their cum, or their load", Jake answered. This wasn't quite making sense to me. "Why would men want to have a high virus count in their cum?". Jake looked at me like was so innocent and sweet. "baby, some men pos top men seed HIV negative bottom men to fuck and fill them with their poz load and on the flip side there are bottom men that crazy unprotected sex with poz top men to willingly take their viral load. Those men that seek it are what we call chasers and the poz top men are called giftters. It isn't as common as some stories make it out to be, but it is a real thing and there are men seeking and giving." I was still not understanding all that I was hearing, but I did notice without mentioning it, Jake's cock was stirring and semi hard now. All I could say is 'wow'. Jake said, "I know". I continued the conversation, "sir, do you think that way or have you ever thought about it? Giving a bottom man your poz cum?". Jake looked at me for a moment and then said, "That is a tough question. The quick answer is no, not to someone that is so-called chasing to become HIV positive, or poz'd as it is referred to. No, that is not my thing or a turn on for me. Now, like you and I. Am I willing to give you my poz cum if you want that and we as a couple decide that? Yes, very much so, it does turn me on to know you are negative and I am poz." I could tell how much it turned Jake on because his cock was almost fully hard and yet he was still having a great conversation with me. But it was ok because I was now hard to, just looking at him and hearing all of this information about gay love and sex. 'Jake, I am going to get out now and layout for a little bit. will you come join me and tell me more about this, poz and negative sex?" I walked over to the steps to climb out, that short time in the pool let my dick go down a little bit. Jake had gotten up and moved back to his lounger. He sat down and said, "I see his conversation has affected you too. Ha, I am not the only one". He was right, he was still semi hard and so was I, no hiding the affect this conversation had on both of us. I moved the lounger a little so I could look more directly at Jake, raised the back a bit, and settled in for more of this talk. "Can I ask you something Jake"? "Of course Tim, you can really ask me anything." "Ok. can I ask how you became hiv poz? were you one of those men looking to get infected?" Jake looked at me seriously and then said, "no Tim, I wasn't chasing the hiv bug. I used to be very versatile, meaning loved to fuck and be fucked and I tended to play safe, or used protection, always when I was being fucked. When I was a little older than you I met this sweet couple and we started hanging out at their house a lot, which soon turned into threesomes with them. I assumed, because of their status in life, jobs, etc, that they were negative. This turned out to not be the case. I don't think they set out to poz me Tim, but one night everything happened so fast and it was so hot that protection never came up. I let them both cum in me, one after the other. The feeling them fucking me, one after the other, was just so hot." Jake paused and asked, "you know what I am talking about right? That bare sex feeling? It is incredible" Jake moaned softly. "Ok, continuing on. These two men were just so gentle and lovely I never thought one thing about it until I came down with the virus and was sick as hell. I talked to them both about it once I was feeling better and they confessed about being hiv positive. They said they had never intended for that to happen, but it felt so right at the time. They apologized and reassured me constantly. they actually helped me through my diagnosis, sickness, and then following on to help me learn so much about HIV." Jake paused a moment and said, "they really are great men and we are friends to this day" Jake asked, "does that answer your question?" He was looking at me so intensely. "Yes it does, thank you for answering. Can I ask another question?". "Yes, please ask all the questions you want". "Were they, sorry I don't know their names, but were they on medication at the time they fucked you bare?". I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear the answer, but both of our cocks didn't seem to care about the answer I thought.. "being honest with you Tim, yes. Their names are James and Eric. Yes, both James and Eric were on medication which is another reason they let it go that far." Jake paused for a moment. "Does that worry you now? Now you know I became positive by two poz men on medication fucking me without protection? We know I have already cum in you several times, so there is always that possibility Tim." It made it seem so definite. "Tim, every situation and person is different, trust me. There is no guarantee you will become infected like I was. Does that really bother you?" I wasn't really sure how to answer that question. I knew keep down it was scary, but also that it would not change the way I feel about Jake and I's relationship and sexual behavior. "Honestly Jake, a little bit scared deep down inside of me, but mostly I am very thankful to have found you and been in this situation with you." I paused for a moment then added, "as I said before I never want something between us when we have sex, I want it to be natural." Jake agreed, "me too baby boy". I kept going, "if it were to happen, that you infect me with your cum, that you stand by me as those men did with you. does that make sense?". Jake got up and came over to me, hard cock bouncing. He bent down and kissed me fully. I promise you baby, I so promise you right now, if I do infect you that you will always have my support." Jake walked back to his lounger and sat back down. The he said, "what else? what else do you want to know?" I didn't hesitate on this one at all. "I want to know why you only like to fuck now, why you are just a top these days?" Jake laughed and said, "ah you remember that huh? Well, like you I started out just loving being fucked, and fucking for sure, but I loved it both ways. I am not sure exactly how it turned one way for me, but like I told you yesterday, there is just something about that feeling of my cock in a tight ass, watching it, fuck it just turns me on so much." I saw Jake's cock jerk once and he breathed out slowly. "Please don't ever change that about you sir, you are an incredible man that knows how to fuck, please don't change that." Jake took hold of his big cock and said, "I don't son, I won't". "One more question about James and Eric, if I may?". "Yes please Tim". "Do you still talk to them, James and Eric?" Jake smiled, "Oh hell yeah, we talk all the time. Matter of fact we just talked last night." I was very interested. "You did? Good, I am glad you are still in touch with them". Jake said, "oh yes, we talk every other day or so, very often. They were just checking in and of course our conversation drifted to me seeing anyone or hooking up with anyone.", Jake laughed I asked, "did you mention you and I?" "Being completely honest with you, yes I did. I mean my cock was still sore from fucking you twice and you were very fresh on my mind. I hope that is ok?" "Yes sir, very ok, I am glad you did. Did you tell them details or vague?" "Oh my boy, with those two, it is always details", Jake laughed. "Those two are horny men and they just coax it out of you." "You told them that I am neg and we had bareback sex?", I asked "Yes. Is that ok Tim? If I thought it wouldn't be alright I wouldn't have told them, but I thought with you and I you wouldn't mind them knowing. Since they don't know you, or you know them, it is not a problem." "Jake?" "Yes." "I would like to meet them some time. They are close to you, and I care about you and it seems they also care about you. So, I would love to meet them." "Really Tim? I would love that. You let me know a time that works for you and I will arrange it. I know they would LOVE to entertain us at their home." "Maybe this weekend, Jake?" "Let me give them a quick call", Jake said while getting up and walking into the kitchen. I noticed Jake was still hard, which was very impressive since he had just fucked me not to long ago. I laid my head back down on the lounger and started to recall everything Jake and I had talked about. It seems as though I still had questions about my new type of relationship, neg and HIV poz sex, but maybe those were more for me. I was lightly napping when I heard Jake open the kitchen patio door and rejoin me by the pool. "I hope you are all good with Saturday night Tim, they were very anxious to have us over and jumped at my suggestion.", Jake said while chuckling. "Horny old men". I just laughed a little without opening up my eyes. "You will really love them Tim, they are such sweet men and dear friends of mine". I opened and shaded my eyes to turn and look at Jake. "I am sure I will Jake, and I am very excited for Saturday". Today being Tuesday I knew I was in for a long week. "Me too Tim, a long week for sure. Please know that Eric and James are not modest or shy about anything. Fair warning". "I am sure all will be just fine. If I am there with you, it will be great", I said. "Good boy". Jake smiled and laid back down. I stared at Jake's beautiful cock, he was still semi hard. I wanted to see if I could change that. "Jake?" "Yes" Watching Jake's cock to see his and it's reaction I asked, "how many poz cum loads do you think will be in me by Saturday?" Instantly Jake's cock started to grow to full hardness, a thing of beauty. Jake turned his head towards me and noticed me staring at his now fully hard cock. "As many as you can handle my lovely boy". I got up from the lounger and put my mouth of Jake's cock. I could taste his precum and I let my drool flow over his cock head. I let him fall from my mouth and stood. I turned to walk to his bedroom patio door, looked back and said "I want another load now sir", and kept on walking. I got up on Jake's bed, on all fours, and hung my ass off the side of his bed waiting for my dad. I didn't wait long and soon I had another hot daddy cum load deep in me.

He probably enjoyed it and he now jerks off thinking of you breeding his hole

Here's one of mine after Friday night at Mount in Palm Springs...

1 The beginning TJ, that's my name and several years ago my life took a big turn. In the relationship with my then girlfriend, we experimented regularly. But it wasn't until she asked to try a threesome with an extra man joining us that something changed in me. We had agreed to meet at her apartment and the guest we had chosen together had arrived at the appointed time. We first drank something together to get the nerves down a bit and then my girlfriend put on a porn movie to increase the sexual tension a bit. My girlfriend got all the attention from both the guest and me. The clothes came off and without realizing it I looked at our guest's body in wonder and at my greatest astonishment my cock spontaneously got hard. He had a beautiful body and his dick was also quite nice. Of course I had already seen several cocks in my life, if you are in a wrestling team where the showers are communal you will see something passing by. But I never had anything sexual in mind. Everything was going as expected until one moment when I felt his hand around my hard cock. I was startled for a moment and looked at him with a look of what are you doing now and he said he was bi and thought he had seen in me a look that I wanted him too. I told him this was not the plan and that I was straight but my girlfriend thought it was hot and urged me to kiss him. To make my girlfriend happy and not to ruin the moment I moved my lips closer to his. My girlfriend pushed our mouths together and that's how I kissed another man for the first time in my life. To my great surprise the kiss did not feel strange, on the contrary it tasted like more and I kissed him more fiercely than in the beginning. The kiss was interrupted and I let him continue pulling on my cock while I continued playing with my girlfriend. Suddenly our guest took another step further and I felt his warm moist mouth sliding around my pole, I had no time to react as he pushed me onto my back and sucked firmly on my cock. This really was the best blow job I ever got but in my head this was not right. I wanted to make him stop but I had become too horny and couldn't control my cock and squirted my load into his mouth. Was it shame, or first realization. But when I had filled his mouth with my hot sperm I got up and put my clothes on and left. I said sorry but I can't do this, I don't want this. My girlfriend called out to me to stay but I was already out of the room. I heard our guest say to my girlfriend he may not know himself yet but at least he is bi if he is not gay because I have never seen a straight man get hard and squirt as fast as he does. Not long after the threesome with the guy, my relationship with my girlfriend ended. I struggled to place, process and talk about the experience with my girlfriend. She didn't want to continue with me because I was completely blocked. I threw myself completely into my studies because I was in my last year of pharmacy and still had 2 months to go. But that night kept playing in my head. I had trouble controlling my thoughts and feelings and had absolutely no idea how to proceed. Should I give in to the feeling that was deep inside or try to suppress it completely. I tried to suppress it during the last months of my studies but every time I met a girl it didn't feel the same as before. It frustrated me a lot and for a while I wasn't really a pleasant person to be with. I was easily angry, quickly sought out arguments and as a result I didn't hear my friends anymore because they had grown tired of my behavior. Fortunately, the exams were coming up and I was able to focus on them. I passed with flying colors and received my degree after all those years of hard work. My parents and brother attended the ceremony and were very proud of their oldest son/brother. My brother was 5 years younger and he would now also start his studies so he knew what to do when he saw me receive my diploma. I first took another month of well-deserved vacation before I would start looking for work. The idea of sex with a man was completely in the fridge and I felt like I was back to how I was before. I was dating girls again and it was almost back to the way it used to be. But you hear it, I said almost like before. Deep down inside my subconscious being, something continued to gnaw and a lack remained. One evening when I was alone at my apartment and had just written some application letters I scrolled over some porn sites to relieve some of the pressure from my tense balls and without thinking about it I had chosen a movie of a threesome where there were 2 bi men participating. The horny images came on the screen and I was playing with my cock. My imagination began to run wild again and got the feeling of that guy's warm moist mouth again. The images on the screen no longer mattered as I closed my eyes and was now completely in my own fantasy and felt my cum running down my hands. My horny feeling sank back as I squirted and what was safe in the fridge had returned to the surface. My thoughts whipped back in all directions. That night I didn't sleep much because I lay there all night thinking about my feelings. The next evening I had arranged to go out with some friends, it was a memorable evening. Because of the mixed feelings I was having, I had completely let myself go and had looked far too deeply into the glass. When I got home, in my intoxicated state, I had turned on my laptop and searched for a gay hookup website. Without really thinking much about it, I had created a profile and posted a job ad. Gender: Male Straight Age : 23 years old Height: 1m 80 tall Weight: 85 kg Body: Muscular Sport: Wrestler Hair: Hairy Dick size: 18 cm long 5 cm thick Role: unknown Experience: none Tell something more about yourself: Straight guy who is looking for himself and wants to know if sex with men is something for me. Who wants to let me experience and learn what it is to have sex with a man. What are you looking for: A man who wants to teach me and who can make me find myself so I won't be stuck with these mixed feelings anymore. TJ hit enter, folded his computer closed and went to sleep. It was around noon when Tj woke up and he opened his computer to see if he had gotten any responses to his application letters. But he saw that the hookup site was still open and so he was confronted with what he had done in his drunken state. At his great surprise, he saw that he had 7 unread messages. Tj's heart pounded in his throat, what was he to do now. He put his hands in front of his eyes and thought for a moment. This might not have been such a bad idea, maybe this way he could really find out what he wants. He looked back at the screen and he read the messages one by one. The first 6 messages were way too direct and he had a feeling those men would not be able to give him what he was looking for. The last message was from Peter. Hello unknown young man. I am Peter Wright, 43 years old, single for a while but a man with a lot of experience. Experience I would like to share with you. If you let me, I would like to introduce you to the world of male sex. Send me your picture and what you want to experience and then we can meet. Peter had attached a picture of himself and Tj felt his cock spontaneously get hard. Peter was a big muscular bear, had a muscular chest and matching six-pack. His head was shaved and it looked great on him. TJ thought for a moment whether he would answer but he felt he had to do this. Hi Peter, I'm TJ, thanks for your message back. I'll be honest, last night in a drunken stupor I made this profile and was just now shocked at what I did. However, what my profile says is how I feel. I got a blow job a few months back during a threesome with my girlfriend from the guy we had agreed to meet with, my relationship with my girlfriend broke up after that because I don't know what to do with my feelings. What I want to experience, to be honest. I don't know, I don't know if I will really be able to meet up with a guy and have sex with him, I don't know how far I want to go into it but I do know that I want these feelings out of my system and I also know to get rid of these feelings that I will have to do something. So you will have to help me and I think I will indicate at the time how far I can go. Tj attached some more pictures of himself and with a trembling hand he pressed send. That same evening he received a reply back. TJ, I understand you, if you feel like it, you can come by my place. We can have a drink together and see how it goes. By the way, you look very nice. Should it turn out that you would fall for men, you would definitely be well in the market 😉 Peter had also given his nr so they could chat faster with each other through Whatsapp Tj read the message and he felt a warm glow come over him. This felt good. He could definitely do this because there were no strings attached. He took out his cell phone and put in Peter's number and immediately sent him a Whatsapp Peter, I think it's best we meet as soon as possible then so I don't have to think about it too long. Can you make it tomorrow night? Hi Tj, I wasn't expecting you so soon. Tomorrow night I already have plans can you do Saturday night? TJ: yes Saturday is good for me P: ok fine. P: I'll send you the address then. P: not to put any pressure on you but make sure you are internally clean, you never know where we will end up. Tj: internally clean? What do you mean? P: yes you are still unfamiliar with everything that comes with it, I'll forward you a link with what I mean. Tj was forwarded the link and started to get a little cold feet. Peter had just asked him to rinse his ass, that meant he might want to fuck. TJ: I will rinse but do not know if I am ready for this yet. P: yes I know but you never know where the night will take us is just a precautionary measure TJ: ok then. Tj was already full of excitement on Friday and when it was 6 pm on Saturday he was up with nerves. Would he go to the appointment, was he ready for this. Did he really want this. At 6:15 pm he got a message from Peter. P: hopefully you don't have too many nerves, there's no need for that. You just come for a drink at a friend's place and we'll see what happens. I expect you at 8 pm at the following address. Peter lived 40 min away and the message made TJ calm down again. He stepped into the shower, washed and then began his first rinse. He was still a bit clumsy at it but after a few tries he managed to give his ass a rinse and after a few rinses he was clean. He got dressed he got into his car and without giving it any further thought he drove to Peter's house. Peter lived on a small ranch just outside of town. His house was stand-alone and within a one-mile radius there was not a living soul to be found. Tj's heart pounded in his throat and with clammy and buckling knees he stepped out. A small voice in his head tried to stop him. Are you sure Tj, are you sure you want to go through with this. But TJ persevered, no matter how nervous he was. He needed to know if those feelings he had were real and if he was into men or not. He stepped to the door and wanted to push the bell but it was no longer necessary the door opened. TJ's heart stopped for a moment and he felt a tightness. Peter stood in the doorway and Tj looked with admiration at the big sturdy man standing in front of him. He looked even more imposing and handsome in person than in the pictures. Peter held out his hand. P: Hi TJ, I'm glad you came. Come on in. Tj followed Peter into the living room and they sat down in the sofa. P: are you still in control of your nerves buddy TJ: not at all actually. P: hahaha that's not necessary for anything. Like I said let's talk a bit and we'll see what the evening brings good. TJ felt his body calming down, Peter was as he thought he would be. Sincere and sensitive. TJ: that sounds good to me. P: would you like something to drink, I can't offer you much though. I only have tonic in the house because I haven't been able to go to the store. TJ: yes is good for me. Tj didn't really like tonic it was way too bitter for him but didn't want to disappoint his host. Peter on the other hand was actually not that sincere and sensitive. He was actually just planning to drug Tj, pick his flower and send him back out on the street full of his cum. But Peter was impressed by TJ's appearance. He saw potential in the guy sitting in front of him; instead of dumping TJ after one fuck, he could groom and train him so that he would become the perfect slut, slave and houseboy for him. TJ would be perfect for it. But for that he would have to change his plan. This evening should not be about Peter's pleasure and desires but about TJ's, he should be able to make him desire more. So that he could strike later and take him in. Peter went to the kitchen, the amount of G that he was normally going to administer TJ he halved, so that TJ would get into a light intoxication but not be completely fucked up. P: here buddy TJ accepted the glass of Tonic and took a big swig. P: tell me, how exactly is it that you are suddenly looking for male sex. Tj started to carefully tell his story and meanwhile drank his glass empty. After half an hour, he felt himself becoming completely calm and couldn't take his eyes off Peter anymore . Peter noticed that his guest was beginning to come under the influence of the administered G. P: so if I understand correctly you actually want to have sex once and see what it does to you. TJ: yeah something like that yeah. P: and do you feel anything for me. I mean do you see in me the person you want to experience that with. The G was doing its job well because Tj's inhibitions were greatly reduced. TJ: god yes, you look incredibly handsome. P: nice to hear. P: may I sit closer to you. Tj turned red in his face. TJ: yes please. Peter sat down closer P: may I touch you. TJ nodded and bit his lower lip. Peter put his big firm hand on Tj's leg and began to gently move upward. P: if it goes too fast let me know. TJ: ok TJ breathed heavier at feeling the fondling he received from Peter. Peter gently felt TJ's cock and it was bingo, TJ's cock was already hard. He also felt that he TJ was well supplied between his legs. With his other hand he went through TJ's hair and pushed his head closer to him. P: may I kiss you? Tj: hmmm yes Tj had already become fairly turned on by the G and the fondling and opened his mouth. He felt Peter's lips touching his lips and Peter's tongue entering his mouth. Tj moaned slightly with excitement and pleasure. Peter was doing his job thoroughly and well. Like a true gentleman, he made Tj enjoy his first moment with a man. He gently pushed Tj onto his back and continued to kiss and caress him. He went under the T-shirt with his hand and sought TJ's nipples. The two were kissing lovingly for at least 10 min when Peter began to pull Tj's T-shirt off. Tj allowed it and helped Peter remove his shirt and then put his hands on Peter's chest and looked at him longingly. He pulled him back toward him so they would kiss again but Peter placed his lips on Tj's muscular chest and began to lick him and play with his beautifully shaped nipples. TJ was completely in the moment and completely surrendered to Peter. He now took off Peter's T-shirt and looked with admiration at the trained and hairless and tattooed body of the man who would teach him what it is to be with a man. Tj could no longer contain himself and kissed Peter's chest and licked his pierced nipples. The game between the two continued for a while until Peter sat up straight. P: everything ok TJ: yeah, I didn't expect it but this is better than I imagined. P: do you want to stop here or do you want to continue. Tj looked longingly at Peter and whispered Tj: continue. I want more. Peter pulled Tj straight P: follow me, we need a better place then. Peter took Tj hand and escorted him to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom Peter took hold of Tj and started kissing him back full of desire. Tj startled himself but his hands were looking for the button of Peter's jeans and undid them. Peter did the same to Tj and both men's pants fell to the floor. Peter's hands took hold of the firmly formed bulge in TJ's tight-fitting boxer. TJ broke the kiss closed his eyes and moaned. Peter took hold of his head again and kissed him again. He took hold of Tj's hand and placed it on his firmly padded boxer. Peter took hold of Tj's ass and squeezed both jaws firmly. Tj felt how big Peter's soft cock was and looked at him with big amazed eyes. He had never experienced this feeling of horniness before, he had not expected this at all. Peter pushed Tj onto the bed and lay down on him and began to lick and kiss Tj's body again. Tj took hold of Peter's bald head and thoroughly enjoyed this blissful moment. Peter came to the boxers and kissed Tj's hidden cock and bit the boxers and pulled them down with his teeth. Tj groaned because he knew what was about to happen. His stiff and leaking cock would emerge. Peter saw the moist glans emerge and licked at it with his tongue. Tj breathed more heavily and feeling the tongue and more pre-cum came out of his straining cock. Peter pulled TJ's boxers all the way off and took TJ's cock in his mouth all the way down his throat. Carefully he began to suck him because he knew your boy would probably squirt soon. TJ enjoyed the moment but knew himself that he would squirt soon and he didn't want it to be over already and pulled Peter back up and started kissing him back. P: wasn't it good Tj: oh yeah, it's more than good. So good in fact that I would like to cum spontaneously but don't want it to be over already. Peter heard this gladly, his plan to make the evening only around Tj's pleasure worked. P: ok then, do you want to try it yourself or are you not ready for that yet. Tj: I want to try but can't promise I'll be able to do it P: I understand Peter turned on his back and now TJ came and lay on top of him. They kissed again and then Tj licked his way down. When he got to Peter's boxer shorts he kissed Peter's still hidden cock and then looked deep into his eyes. He pulled down boxer shorts and Peter's monster came out. TJ: oh fuck, this one is huge. Peter laughed. Tj moved closer with his mouth to Peter's cock and smelled the smell of other man's cock for the first time, he didn't expect it but it made him even hornier than he already was. TJ felt Peter's hands lightly grip his head. TJ was enchanted by the giant cock in front of him. Although he was frightened, and all sorts of things were happening in his head he couldn't help but take hold of the cock. He took hold of Peter's cock and began to lightly pull on it. He kissed Peter's lower abdomen, placed the cock against his cheek and sighed deeply. He pulled the cock away and looked at it for a moment. P: you shouldn't do anything if you don't want to huh. TJ: I know but I want to try but don't know how. P: otherwise lick the glans, then place your lips on it. Tj opened his mouth and placed his tongue on Peter's glans. His heart was beating violently now from the excitement and horniness. The first touch of his tongue was liberating and the taste of the pre-cum he tasted was much better than he had imagined. Before long, his lips were kissing Peter's thick mushroom. Peter placed his hands back lovingly on TJ's head. P: Just let it slide into your mouth. You're doing great Tj listened to his mentor and let the hardening cock slide into his mouth. Tj did have to open his mouth fully to get Peter's fat cock in his mouth but it was all worth it because once the cock came into his mouth and he got the full taste of cock in his mouth he was completely sold. He groaned and let the cock slide as deep into his mouth as he could because he wanted more. More of that heavenly taste, more of the blissful rod. He looked longingly at Peter. P: oh fuck, you're a natural. Hmmm Peter let TJ enjoy his blissful cock for a while without saying anything or giving him encouragement. Tj's blowjob technique certainly still needed a lot of work but for a first time this could definitely pass for Peter. He pulled TJ back up and kissed him fiercely. The game between the two continued like this for a while until Peter was sucking Tj again and stopped for a moment. P: did you do what I asked you before you came here. Tj knew what Peter meant and nodded. P: ok then Peter took hold of Tj's lower back and lifted him up and put a pillow under his ass. He pulled the jaws of Tj's ass apart and Peter saw Tj's cherry come out. P: Do you trust me? Tj nodded. That was all Peter needed and he buried his face in Tj's ass and licked his virgin cherry. Tj had never experienced such a blissful feeling. The feeling of a tongue licking his sphincter was the best feeling he had ever experienced and he slammed his two hands against his head and moaned in pleasure. Tj: Oh my god, oh fuck this is heavenly. Peter knew he had Tj where he wanted him and knew the boy would definitely come back. He gently pushed his ring finger against TJ's sphincter, but he immediately realized that it wouldn't work this way. He took the bottle of poppers that was next to the bed and turned it open. P: these are poppers, you have to sniff this through each nostril a few times for as long as you can. It will help you relax your sphincter and it will also make you feel better. You shouldn't be afraid it doesn't work for long. Tj took hold of the bottle and sniffed through each nostril 3 times for as long as he could. He felt his head start to spin and an even hornier feeling came to the surface, handed the bottle back to Peter and then fell backwards on the bed. Peter by now had taken lube and smeared Tj's cherry with lube. He placed his finger back against Tj's flower and the flower opened and let the finger in. Tj was in supreme ecstasy from feeling Peter's finger in his hole. Peter drove the speed a bit and introduced a second finger and let Tj continue to enjoy it. Tj: this is amazing, oh fuck. I want to squirt. I want to squirt! Peter stopped fingering. P: let's cum together. Tj: yeah that's good. P: where do you want me to cum. Tj hesitated for a moment but he was too horny Tj: I want to taste your seed. Peter turned so they were lying in a 69 position P: let's shoot into each other's mouth then okay? Peter could squirt almost on command, so his plan was to squirt himself first into Tj's mouth and then let Tj squirt his seed. Tj took peter's cock in his mouth and started sucking it like mad. P: oh baby I am going to squirt, are you ready. Peter meanwhile took Tj's cock in his mouth and started sucking it too. It did not take long also Tj was going to squirt and Peter made him cum, Tj heard how Peter started panting heavier and faster and he felt how Peter's cock filled his mouth with seed. It excited Tj so much that he too dumped his seed into Peter's mouth. Tj's mouth was still filled with Peter's seed and although it didn't taste bad he didn't know what to do with it and let it spill out of his mouth. Peter had swallowed Tj's seed and watched his seed get lost on the sheets of the bed. He took hold of Tj and kissed him passionately. After they took a breath P: did you enjoy it Tj: it's weird to say but actually yes. P: would you like to come back again for a 2nd round. TJ: I think so TJ put on his clothes and went back home. The following days he sat almost all the time thinking about the moment with Peter, he was amazed at how smoothly everything had gone and he began to realize that he definitely had to be at least bisexual. Peter had left Tj alone for a few days but after the 3rd day he sent a whatsapp anyway. Hey TJ, hopefully you enjoyed your first experience there as much as I did myself. If you still feel like it and if you can you come back Saturday for a 2nd round. When Tj lifted his cell phone and saw that the message was from Peter he got a warm feeling inside. He read the message and sent back. Hey Peter, I'll see you on Saturday. The second date was almost a copy of the first, only with the difference that now Tj was not so tense and he did not cum so fast. Peter had also been able to get him to play with his ass more and by the time Tj went home he could tolerate three fingers in his still virgin ass. What was also different when TJ went home was that he was beginning to have genuine feelings for Peter and Peter realized this. In the days that followed, Peter did not leave Tj alone and sent him loving and sexual messages that made TJ's head spin even more and pushed his feelings toward Peter even further. By that it was Wednesday night TJ himself sent to Peter asking if he could meet again on Saturday. Peter sent back. Hey TJ unfortunately I can't meet up this weekend because I will be away all weekend. But I will be honest with you. What we have now is way too limited for me. I know you're only in the exploratory stage but that's long over for me. I know what I want and that is more than what is happening now. I am a proud gay top who loves to fuck a pussy, I love being able to take a slut/slave in charge and be able to train him and use him at my will. I am a true BDSM master. I understand that you may not be ready for that yet but it is what I want. But I can't deny that I feel nothing for you and would love to introduce you into my world and train you into what you can become because I see a lot of potential in you and I am sure you will love this too. Should you be interested in this I would love to see you again. But please know that you would then have to come and live with me for at least 3 months because training to become a perfect slave and slut does take some time. You would then also have to give yourself completely to me and do and undergo everything I ask of you. What happens after your training I leave completely up to you but know if you still want to stay with me after that you certainly can because again I have gotten feelings for you in this short time. I also want to be open and honest with you. I am HIV positive but take medication and am undetectable so there is definitely no danger to you. I understand this is very much to take in and I don't expect an immediate answer either. Otherwise, let this sink in and then make a decision. I also don't expect any more messages from you this week and you won't get any from me because I don't want to influence you. Know that I am expecting you next week and then you have to make your choice whether to come or not to come. But then also know that we won't see each other again if you don't come. I hope in the meantime that I will see you because I would so love to introduce you to the real world of men's sex. Peter's message hit TJ like a bomb. Training, BDSM, slut, slave, at least 3 months and HIV. The first thing TJ wanted to do was walk away and never think about this again, he was just exploring and hadn't even had anal sex yet. What did he have to throw himself directly into such a fierce adventure. The first few days TJ did not know what to do with himself at all, all sorts of things were going through his mind but by Tuesday night he made up his mind . What did he have to lose, he had no job, his friends he heard very little, his feelings for Peter were real, the unknown he also found very exciting and because of his training in pharmacy he knew better than anyone else that indeed you can be undetectable if you have HIV and then there is no risk, besides there was also such a thing as condoms he thought and what were 3 months in a lifetime. Tj would go for it and he sent to his parents that he would not be reachable for a few months because he wanted to follow a course abroad. With his last savings he paid the rent of his apartment for 4 months and by Saturday he had everything arranged and was ready for his new adventure. As he got ready to leave for Peter the nerves did start to surface he felt his stomach start to contract and again the little voice in his head came wondering if this was the best decision. But again TJ press forward and put his suitcase in the car and left for Peter. When he arrived at Peter's he saw that the front door was already open, he went in and thought he would see Peter but he didn't. He saw that there was a table ready and went to it. On the table Tj saw a filled glass two letters a leather collar with a lock a jockstrap and a blindfold. Tj took hold of the letter and read it. Bye Tj, I'm glad you came. In front of you you see some things lying around. A contract, a collar, jockstrap, blindfold and a filled glass. The glass is filled with tonic and G, G is a drug that you will receive very often in your training and that will make you submissive, willing and horny. Now still you get to choose a penultimate time. You have 3 options. 1 you leave and we never see each other again. 2 you empty the glass and we have a nice evening but then it stops. 3 you empty the glass, put the leather collar around your neck and hang the lock on it and sign the contract. If you choose the 3rd and which I am actually hoping for then this was your penultimate choice made for the next 3 months. The last choice you may then make is for during your training but you will see that then. If you don't leave and choose option 3 then you empty your glass, sign the contract, take off your clothes, put on the collar and lock it. You put on the jockstrap and go upstairs there you wait in the middle of the room on your knees with the blindfold on. When you are upstairs you press the bell and I will come up in twenty minutes. That's how long the G needs to work because I want you willing and submissive. With trembling hand he took the second letter and pen. Contract. I TJ agree to the rules my master will impose on me. I will obey him and do what he asks otherwise he may punish me according to his will. I also give him all decision right to do with me whatever he wants. I am his possession and have no decision right myself for a period of 3 months. Master will train and mold me in the image he has in mind. But will let me return home healthy unless otherwise decided by mutual agreement. Signed TJ TJ felt he was getting tremendously nervous, this was serious. This was no longer child's play but this was for real. He read the contract a few more times and looked again at the items in front of him. Was he really ready for this. He had never smoked before, let alone taken drugs, and to his feeling it would not stop at this one time. He had also never been fucked before, would he be able to handle this. Would he be able to give himself completely to a man. Doubt struck him. He looked at the contract again and pulled himself together and with a trembling hand he signed the contract and gave up his right to decide. From now on Peter would decide what happened to him. When he had signed he felt as if a burden had fallen from his shoulders. He thought the hardest part was behind him. But then he looked at the glass. He would have to drug himself; this was another milestone he had to overcome. But he took the glass placed it to his lips and drank it in 1 gulp. The taste was terrible and he struggled to keep it down. He took off his clothes and put on the jockstrap, also put on the leather collar and clicked the lock shut, he took the blindfold, left everything and went upstairs. Upstairs he saw that there was a door open and entered the room he pressed the bell, closed the door and got down on his knees in the middle of the room and put on the blindfold. He felt his heart racing briskly and felt he was nervous. Nervous for what was to come, for what he would experience and what he would become. Time moved slowly and every minute took an eternity, but as time went on he felt himself getting calmer and hornier. Wanting to be touched, he breathed deeper and heavier. Tj began to touch his body with his hands and began to moan lightly. For a moment he was in his own horny world and everything around him disappeared. His fantasies surfaced and his horniest dreams shot through his mind. Then he heard the door open and his head was grabbed. P: I am glad to see you, you have made me a happy master this evening. You finished your first assignment well and I'm glad you signed the contract and that I get to train you. TJ: thank you peter. I feel so horny. Peter Tj a light tap to the back of his head. P: We do need to make some arrangements first. The most important ones are, do what is asked, never argue, only talk when I tell you to say something and don't refuse. This first time I forgive you because you didn't know the rules yet. If you break them again I will punish you. If you refuse or contradict then the training will stop and you will be outside and from now on you will no longer address me as Peter but as Sir or Master. I will also no longer address you as TJ but in any way I feel like. Did you get that bitch. Tj's head was already rising to the clouds but had understood what Peter had just explained to him the other day. Tj: yes sir. P: ok slut. Then we can start your training.

Most of my friends are straight and through them I met their straight friends, that's how I met Marcus. He was 19, just graduated high school and was now living in the city going to college. Marcus was very good looking. He was only 5'6", but half black and half hispanic, with an incredibly picture worthy face. I'd see him at my friend's house when I'd go over there to party. We all drank, and half of them smoked. He was the only one that didn't really drink I'd tease him a bit because of that, until one night after I kept trying to get everyone, including him, to take shots of tequila together. My buddy, who's apartment we partied in, caught me alone in the kitchen and quickly said,"don't say anything, but the reason Marcus doesn't drink much is because he's afraid it will mess with his HIV meds." Obviously, I had a very confused look at my face because I'd met Marcus' girlfriend and the one before his current one, so my bud went further to explain,"He's not gay or anything, but he was born with it, his father apparently got it when he was in prison at a young age from using drugs and didn't know it, so all of his kids were born with HIV." I was shocked, and sad for Marcus. We got the tequila shots and took them into the living room and we handed everyone their shot glasses, except Marcus. I guess that's where I made my mistake because, I always tried to get him to drink, and when he wouldn't drink what I offered him, then I'd down his shot for him. This time I didn't even offer him a glass. I didn't think anything of it, but he's a smart kid and he apparently figured it out. Later that night, everyone was pretty messed up one way or the other, and there were only four of us still awake. My buddy and his girlfriend, Marcus and myself. My friend's girlfriend started to doze off and suddenly threw up a little bit on her shirt, so while he dealt with cleaning her up Marcus jumped up and took his shirt off, and said to me, "let's go down to the hot tub!" It was about 50 degrees outside but I was drunk enough, that it sounded like an adventure. Besides, this was the first time I'd seen Marcus shirtless and quite frankly I wanted to see a lot more. He was so lean that you could see all of his muscles, and boy did he have a lot of muscles, they were well hidden under his hoodies and sweatshirts he always wore. He was smooth and just had an incredible body in general. We grabbed some towels and I realized we didn't have any swim trunks, to which he responded, "no one's gonna be down there, we'll take our clothes off under the towels and just slip in the hot tub naked." I was all in! "Let's go then!" I exclaimed. I couldn't help looking at Marcus' back as I followed him down to the pool and hot tub area. This little guy wasn't so little and he was ripped. My mouth watered watching his tight bubble butt bouncing going down the stairs. Fucking hell, I was getting hard just watching his back and ass! We got to the hot tub, the courtyard lights were off, since it was the colder season and no one used the pool or hot tub. It was dark so Marcus didn't bother getting undressed under the towel and neither did I. Obviously I couldn't help myself from looking, and saw his cock, rather I stared at his cock and it was so hot, beautiful, uncut and looked about 4-5 inches soft, it was thick and he had some big low hanging balls too. Again, my mouth was watering, and I had to very quickly get into the hot tub because I was half hard in about two seconds after seeing him naked. We were chilling and chatting in the hot tub, I asked about his current girlfriend, and he caught me off guard by giving a serious answer saying,"she's hot as fuck, but she won't let me fuck her raw dawg, cause she scared of getting HIV." Although the news didn't surprise me, his admission of it did, and he saw the look on my face. "Look, I know our buddy told you, when you brought the tequila shots in, it was the first time ever, that you didn't offer me one. And I saw the way you tried not to look at me. I go through this every time someone finds out." I kinda stammered a bit and just sheepishly said,"you're not as dumb as you look. Yeah, he told me, and I'm sorry man. You know, I have friends that are HIV positive too, I hope you know I don't think less of you, I was just caught off guard because you're straight, and I don't know any straight positive people." Marcus went on to tell me about his frustrations with just about anyone he dated. He said, he hadn't been able to cum with a condom in years and his girlfriend's would rarely, if ever, let him raw dawg their pussies and they definitely never let him finish inside of them. He even had a couple girlfriends get on PrEP and they still didn't let him cum in them. I was kinda shocked and blurted out,"They were on PrEP and wouldn't let you cum in them?!?! That's stupid, hell, if you're paranoid about alcohol messing with your meds, I know you're undetectable, and I'd let you cum in me even if I weren't on PrEP." I can't believe I just said that. I quickly, followed up with,"I mean, if I were your girlfriend." Wait, that didn't sound right either, so I chimed in again,"I mean, if I was a girl and on PrEP." He was laughing at me, and responded,"It's cool, I know what you mean. So...you said you were on PrEP?" Did I? Oh yeah, I said,"even if I weren't on PrEP..." I didn't quite know what to say, so I just said, "uhmmm..." Marcus was so chill though, he laughed again and moved over next to me, putting his arm around my neck and comforted me, "You think I didn't know you were gay? Remember...I'm not as dumb as I look." We laughed together. I felt relaxed again, and affirmed what he already knew. "Yeah, I'm gay and yes I'm on PrEP." He asked if I was a top or bottom, his bluntness surprised me. I said I'm a top. And I don't know why, but I volunteered that I had bottomed in the past, it just wasn't my preference. He stood up in the hot tub, and since he had his arm around my neck, his cock was literally inches from my face now. And it had grown. His thick cock was somewhat hanging at about 6 inches now right in front of me. He said,"come on, we better go dry off in the sauna before we put our clothes back on." He walked toward the sauna while I hopped out and grabbed my towel to cover my fully erect cock. My 7.5 inch beer can cock stood straight up and was like concrete. We got into the sauna and he was totally naked, he didn't bring his towel. I just held my towel over my cock basically and sat down. I couldn't help but look at his growing cock. And he noticed. "You ever suck a black guy's cock?" I was still buzzing on alcohol and the whole situation that I just responded,"yes, I love suck big cocks." He laughed as he started stoking himself. He was a very solid 8 inches and quite thick. He nonchalantly said,"come suck this big black cock then." I immediately got up, letting my towel drop and went straight to his dick and enveloped it in my mouth. I was high from this whole scene, I wasn't thinking rationally, I just wanted this gorgeous straight guy's big cock in my mouth. He was moaning and groaning telling me to "suck that big cock" and "yeah, get it all down your throat." I had grabbed my towel and put it on the wooden bench so I could put my knees up on it and lean over his cock better. Trying to get more of him into my throat. The sauna was hot and we were both sweating like crazy, he continued to moan and as I got my mouth all the way down to his pubes he grabbed my head with both hands and started to throat fuck me. I was loving having this straight guy use my mouth and throat as a fuck hole. He seemed to be enjoying it so much and I didn't want it to end, but I did want his cum. As he kept fucking my mouth he moved one hand down the back of my head and neck and was carressing me from my neck to my ass. He'd grab my ass and squeezed it, and rubbed my cheeks. Our bodies were so slick from sweat, his hands on my body felt electric. He even began to slide his fingers in and out of my crack, stopping on my hole and gently pushing into me. We were sweating so much that I realized he was collecting the sweat from my back and using it as lube to get his finger into my tight hole. Once he broke past my hole's resistance, he sunk his finger into my hole. It felt amazingly tight and slick and I moaned around his dick. He started saying,"shit man, shit yo' mouth feels good on my cock. Keep doin that and I'm gonna bust," as he started finger fucking me faster and harder, I felt so vulnerable and slutty being used by him. I wanted to swallow his load so I began moaning and sucking him harder and faster. "I'm gonna cum man," he barely got out in between hard breaths. I moaned around his cock that I was bobbing up and down on,"mmhmm, mmhmmm," encouraging him to blow his load down my throat. I felt his body tensing up and he had two fingers buried in my hole but was just wiggling them around inside me. His hand on my head started pushing my face all the way down on his cock hard as he thrust his cock down my throat and I felt it stiffen and swell, he whisper yelled,"ohhhhh fuck! ohhhhhhhh, I'm gonna cum man. I'm gonna cum. Swallow that load bitch. Take it!" his body spasmed and he began blasting his jizz down my throat. I felt it shooting hard into me, there was so much, it was like a water canon and I was swallowing it as fast as it came out. He pushed his fingers in as deep as they would go up my ass, as he shot his cum into my stomach, that he finger punched my prostate, it was like he hit an electric buzzer. I was swallowing his never ending load and suddenly my body spasmed for a few seconds and I shot one blast of clear liquidy cum out my cock so hard that it coated his thigh. We were both coming down and I still had his cock in my mouth. Neither of us had gone soft, he slowly slid his fingers out of my hole and rested his hand on my ass. Through his labored breathing he said,"damn. I hadn't cum from a blowjob in at least a year, and I've never cum that hard from one. I wasn't sure you would let me cum in your mouth, but you made it pretty clear, you wanted it. You acted like a fucking fat chick cumdump, "he laughed at his own words. I pulled off his still hard cock, and responded, "one out of three isn't bad, as long as it's the cumdump one." Marcus chuckled,"well you're not fat and you're definitely not a chick, but we should see if you're truly a cumdump." I sat up and looked at him with a look of confusion and maybe surprise. "You said you were on PrEP," Marcus told me, "and that you'd let me cum in you, right?" I shook my head "yes" for sure in the affirmative. Oh my gosh, is he really talking about fucking me right now? This hot straight guy. I thought I was going to consider myself incredibly lucky that he let me blow and swallow him, but now he wants to fuck me. "It's been so long, I don't think I can take such a big dick though," I told Marcus. He stood up, his cock was pointed at the ceiling, and he grabbed me, pulled me up then pushed me back down to where my face was right in front of his cock. I grabbed it, still hard as a pipe, and took it back into my mouth. He was thrusting in and out of my mouth slowly and said,"I'm not gay, but I haven't had anyone ever take my cum, and I just need to know what it feels like to shoot inside someone, without pulling out, and raw, no worries from either party, I just need to breed someone. Will you let me? I'll go slow and if you can't handle it, you can suck me off again." I didn't respond, I just kept sucking his cock. He instructed me to "get it real wet. Leave a lot of spit on my cock and come off of it" I did as he told me, and he got down on his knees, now my aching hard cock was in his face, but not for long. He grabbed my ankles and lifted my feet off the wood floor, making me lean back on my towel on the bench. I looked down toward my cock and saw him holding my ankles up and spread out, and his beautiful face, his eyes staring at my hole. I watched him spit on my hole, his eyes were glazed over with lust. He dove into my ass and I felt his tongue immediately working into my hole. It was me this time, that grabbed HIS head, as he tongue fucked my pink hole, getting it wetter and more relaxed. It felt fucking amazing, his tongue was powerful and felt like a slick muscle massaging into my asshole. I began to moan like a bitch. I wasn't used to this feeling, I was the one that usually ate ass like a champ causing bottoms to turn into sluts. The tables had been turned, and I wasn't mad that it was a hot straight guy turning the tables, and turning me into a cumslut. He retracted his tongue from my ass and came up, still holding my ankles spread out like a whore and scooted in close, I felt his big wet cockhead hit my hole. He was looking down as it pushed into me and occasionally looked up at my face to see how I was taking the pressure. It felt so good. He was thick, and hard, but I was opening up for him. He was going so slowly and he had been so perfect, that I was relaxed the entire time and suddenly his cock entered me deeper. I sighed,"ahhhhhh, fuck..." drifting off to a place of pure pleasure, "oh my god, your cock feels so good, keep going" Marcus pulled my legs up and rested them on his muscular shoulders, my ankles were by his head now. He began sinking more of that beautiful straight thick black poz cock into me. I was in heaven, as he filled me up, stretched my hole and finally rested on my prostate causing me to precum onto my stomach. He was looking down when the precum poured out,"did you cum?" Marcus asked. "No, your cock is hitting my prostate and making me precum," I explained. Marcus smiled,"damn, I didn't know a guy could get wet from being fucked. You sure you're okay with me cumming in you? I don't want you to regret this or freak out when I get close to blowing my load like some of my girlfriends. It's caused me to kinda panic now during sex." I looked at him directly in his eyes, "Marcus, I'm on PrEP, and even if I wasn't, you're undetectable. I've never had anything in my ass feel this fuckin good, if you don't cum in me, I'll be mad! I want you to use my hole, and don't look back, fuck me hard and cum in me as much as you want." He smiled and I could see the worry leave his face completely. He slide his hands down to my hips and started to pull out slowly til his thick cock came out, he was looking down watching his fat cock go all the way in, then all the way out of my tight wet hole. I felt like, from the waist down, my body was being jerked off. I felt pleasure all over my sweaty skin and deep inside my bowels as his huge cock fucked in and out of me. I began to stroke my cock, using the copious amounts of precum Marcus was milking out of me as lube. He even reached down and jerked me for a minute as he purposefully pushed his dick deep into my prostate and forced more precum out. He collected it in his hand and brought it up to his face and sniffed it,"smells like sex," he said right before licking it all out of his hand. He started to really fuck me now, his cock was pounding my ass so hard, we could hear the "thwap thwap thwap thwap" of his hips hitting my ass as he drove his monster into me. He was breathing hard and sweat was pouring off of his body. His muscles were tight and straining as he fucked his rod into my guts. I could tell he was getting close to cumming and I didn't want him to start feeling self conscience about breeding me, so while I stroked myself, coming closer to my own orgasm, I commanded him,"awww yes, fuck me Marcus. I want you to blow that big load of cum deep inside me. Shoot that poz load hard into me. I want to feel it blasting my insides." I think that did the trick, he was mumbling,"oh oh oh I'm gonna cum, oh fuck I'm gonna cum man, I'm gonna cum." I retorted back to emphasize how much I wanted it,"do it, breed me, breed my pussy, cum in me Marcus, I want you inside me." "AHHHHHH FUCK! I'm cumming! AHHHH I'M FUCKING BREEDING YOU! TAKE IT! Take it!" I felt his cock swell and pump and blow his load deep inside me, watching and feeling him explode inside me turned me on so much that I started cumming too. I shot cum past my head onto the wall, and began shooting cum onto my face and chest, he continued to fuck me as I was cumming. He looked down at me with my mouth open in ecstasy as I climaxed all over myself and started pounding my hole harder and faster than he was before. My body was a rag doll being fucked by a mechanical being, it felt like his body became a robot with no loss of energy and all the strength of a machine endlessly pounding my ass. I didn't know what was happening at this point, I just let him do what he wanted, it still felt good, as I was coming down from my orgasm, I didn't care what he did to me. In about two minutes of this renewed power fucking he slammed deep into me and screamed,"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" as he unloaded yet another load into my ass mere minutes after his first load. The machine was gone, and he melted down onto me. He rested his elbows on the wooden bench I was laying on. My legs still on his shoulders and were now against my chest, his forehead rested on mine and his cock was still buried inside me. Marcus was trying to catch his breath, but forced himself to say,"thank you, thank you, thank you." Then he kissed me on the lips. "Truly, that was the best fuck I've ever had. I guess it was my first REAL fuck to be honest. I can't tell you how much that meant." He kissed me again, this time he forced his tongue into my mouth and we made out. He slowly let my legs go and slide down and his cock gently slipped from me. I felt his cum leaking out. It felt good actually. It all felt good. We quietly got ourselves together, and gathered our things by the hot tub. We walked up the steps toward the apartment. On the way up, I broke the silence,"Marcus, that was amazing, it was something I've never quite experienced either, and I loved it, but that's all it has to be. This one time, we did this thing, and it's just between the two of us. I'll never tell anyone and I don't want to lose you as a friend." We were at the apartment door now, he said,"I know. I trust you." He paused a minute and put his hand behind my head around the back of my neck,"you really gave me a gift no one ever has before and I won't ever forget that." He gave me a quick kiss again, opened the apartment door and said,"maybe it won't just be a one time thing."

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

When they hit the spot JUST right and know what they're doing, I spray like a fountain. If they're close enough to my spot, i dribble continuously - makes my foreskin all shiny and slick. I usually end up fucking them too. Love it!

All the time , I’m only interested in bottoms taking multiple loads , cum as lube etc

So nice you are being told you are getting poz cum just as the guy starts to cum in your ass

If you are funking me, I expect that load inside me!! I would feel cheated and a little insulted if I didn’t get his seed. I worked for that nut and I want it deep inside me!

My lifelong porn habit really took off while working from home during the COVID pandemic. Now that I'm retired, bating with porn has become my new occupation.

First three were all uncut. One was a cousin the other the brother of my mom's boyfriend. 😉 either way I have only sucked 3 cut dicks. All the rest were uncut.

Jake and I finished washing up and holding each other in the warm shower. It felt so great. This man could do anything to me, and with me. I loved being with him, it was everything I had wanted. When we were finally dressed again in shorts, it was time for me to head home. Jake walked me to the door, before opening it, kissed me deeply and grabbed my ass roughly. "Tim, please come back soon, anytime, ok?". "Jake, I want that so bad, I want to see you a lot". Jake smiled, "maybe I should just lock the door and never let you leave." We both laughed, but it was a great idea. Jake then looked a little serious. "Tim, I know that we both loved having natural sex today, and I am so thankful you wanted to do that with me, give yourself that way, but I know there is a risk with me fucking you raw. If you ever feel unsafe, please tell me and I will wear a condom. ok?. Just embraced Jake harder. Then I looked up at him in the eyes, "please don't ever mention it again. I love your bare cock in me, the best feeling of my life so far.". I paused for a moment and then continued, "I just want so much more Jake". Jake kissed me again, "you will get it all then my baby boy". I had been at home for hours now and couldn't stop thinking about Jake and what had happened. Doing anything 'normal' seemed hard to accomplish. Earlier I had gone to the bathroom and while I watched my pee stream into the toilet, I thought about Jake peeing next to me. I immediately started to get aroused and let my thoughts wander to what it would be like to feel Jake pee on me. I wanted to hold his cock again. I then put the toilet seat down so I could sit and run my finger over my ass hole. my hole was still so sensitive after being fucked twice by Jake. While sensitive, and I know I would be sore tomorrow, I wanted more of his gorgeous cock inside of me. That night I lay in my bed, cock hard as I thought about tomorrow, and how I would find a way to visit Jake once again before my scheduled time to help him...which was every other day. I ended up sleeping soundly that night, with more thoughts of the day before. I woke after my mom had departed, which was pretty early, got up and got myself ready to go outside, not making it obvious I was looking to see if Jake was around. All showered and clean, the best I could in some instances, I headed out into the already warm summer sun. I started walking around my front and side yards picking up loose yard items to make the yard tidy and give me a chance to be seen by Jake. I was out for roughly ten minutes when I heard Jake call from his porch, "good morning, Tim". I turned and saw him standing on his porch enjoying a cup of coffee, or so it seemed. "Good morning, Jake". Jake was wearing a t-shirt, latex shorts, and flip flops. While I wanted let my eyes focus on those shorts and what I knew was behind that thin material, the object I continually thought about, Jake's big cock. Jake continued in conversation, "already warm isn't it? Ah, it feels great. Hey Tim, when you have a minute can I have you look at something for me? It doesn't have to be now, unless you have time now". I smiled immediately, "I have time now, no problem". It restrained from running over to Jake's house, but rather walked casually and climbed the steps of his porch. When I reached the top and stood closer to Jake he said, "great to see you again". He then opened the door and let me in. When the door was closed Jake said, "come on into the kitchen I am going to grab some more coffee". I followed Jake into the kitchen and stood on one side of his counter while he freshened up his coffee and offered me some. I declined but thanked him. Jake turned back towards me and set his cup on the counter. "Tim, how are you today? I mean, how are you feeling about yesterday and things that took place?" I could tell Jake was honestly concerned with my feelings and how I felt about us having sex yesterday. He continued, "I want you to know that what we did yesterday, while incredibly hot, doesn't need to be the end all to us being close. What I mean is I can't stop thinking about making love to you, but if you are uneasy, please share that with me and it will all be ok". So many visions flashed through my mind, but a new vision was Jake's now aroused cock behind those shorts. It was very obvious that mentioning yesterday turned him on. Jake noticed me staring at his cock. "Tim, sorry I got aroused, I find it very difficult to not get hard when thinking about you and I and yesterday. I was aroused most of the night." I looked up into Jake's eyes, "Jake, you are all I have thought about since leaving here yesterday. I am very ok with what happened yesterday and wouldn't change a thing". There was a moment of silence and then Jake said, "Tim, I want to show you something. come over here and pull my shorts down". I fucking loved him telling me to do something. I went around the counter knelt down in front of him. It was very obvious now that Jake was hard and straining in the material. I reached up and slowly started working his shorts down, taking my time to reveal his thick manly cock. Before I could set his cock free, I noticed what Jake wanted me to see. "Do you like my cock ring, boy?", Jake said. I looked up at Jake and smiled. While I kind of knew about cock rings, I had never seen one first-hand and this looked so much bigger and 'real" than any pictures I might have seen. "Why are you wearing that sir? what does it do for you?", I asked. "Tim, I love wearing cock rings, it is just very arousing to me to wear one and feel my cock get hard while wearing one. Also, it makes my cock bigger and harder, and I am able to sustain that hardness longer." I smiled and looked back at his cock ring; it was amazing. I continued pulling down his shorts, releasing his massive cock. When his cock was released, it practically fell into my face and touched my lips. I loved this man's cock. I opened my mouth and Jake guided his already leaking cock into my mouth! Fuck, his cock was big. I felt Jake's hands on my head, rubbing my hair with his free hand. "Yes baby, suck on daddy's big cock". I moaned with a mouthful of cock. Jake kept going with the verbal seduction, "did you like my cock in you Tim" I know I loved the feeling of your bare ass on my dick, I thought about it all night. I know I came in your ass twice, but I have built up another load for you. do you want my load, Tim?". Jake pulled his cock from my mouth long enough for me to beg, "please sir". I then eased my mouth back on this man's cock. As soon as I was feeding on Jake's cock again, he kept talking, sexier and sexier ideas. "baby I want to take pictures of my big cock in you, show you how stretched out you get when I am in you. I want you to hold my fat cock while I piss on your leg. I want you to ride my cock while we watch bareback fucking together." Jake's cock was growing harder with each statement. My mouth was aching and slobber was flowing out of my mouth and down his shaft. "Tim, I want to eat your ass so bad, taste where my load has been. take off your shorts and jump up on the counter". I let Jake's cock fall from my mouth and immediately stripped naked. My eyes went back and forth from Jake's eyes to his beautiful full hard cock. I jumped up on the counter and laid down on my back, spreading my legs for this gorgeous older man. Jake moved around the counter and bent got on his knees. I felt his hot breath on my exposed ass and balls. "I love to look at your ass babe, ready for me to taste your hole?" He didn't wait for me to respond. Jake spread my hole open and dove in with his tongue first, probing my ass, making me wet and so horny for his cock. Ten more minutes of Jake eating my ass and making me hard and wet was the precursor to him getting up and telling me that he was going to fuck me again, but first he had to get some lube. I watched Jake back up, cock almost fully hard and that cock ring on him, he did look thicker. so sexy. Jake walked into his office and came back out carrying a bottle of lube and his phone. "I need to capture your breeding this time Tim", Jake said while putting his phone down and opening the lube bottle. I felt some lube hit my ass and Jake's fingers push some into me and all around my exposed hole. One thing I realized this morning is that I loved being wide open and exposed to this man. Next I watched Jake apply a little lube to his massive cock and set the bottle down. Jake then started stroking his cock to full hardness while looking me in the eyes. "Ready baby boy", Jake asked/ "Yes, please fuck me daddy" "Fuck yes Tim, I want to fuck you every day". Jake then stepped in to position between my legs. I felt him lift my balls and spread my hole with one hand while he guided his wet cock head to my ass. Then I felt it, that sexy pressure on my hole, I remembered what he had told me yesterday, to push out slightly to help him enter me. I pushed and felt his cock head slip in past my ass lips. Immediately my head fell back and I accepted the pressure in my butt, the pressure that soon turned to wonderful pleasure. I knew when Jake was getting deep, I could feel it and then Jake confirmed it for me. "Tim my cock all the way in you, fuck you are are so tight. I am going to take a picture to show you". Jake was breathing hard and fondling his phone trying to capture a couple pictures. He took a few and flipped is phone around for me to see one. I could not believe what I was seeing. my ass hole was stretched open so much and Jake's big cock was filling every part of it. I was amazed. My dick had already started leading just from Jake being inside of me, but when I saw that picture I started throbbing and oozing precum. "Hold still boy, I am going to pull all the way out and take a pic of your hole wide open". I then felt Jake pulling all the way out while holding the camera to his face ready to capture that moment. Soon he pulled out and I was so empty, and he started taking pictures. "Please, let me see daddy". I was almost begging to see "So fucking hot", Jake said while turning the camera for me to see. What I now saw sent sock waves through me, nothing I could have imagined seeing from my body. My hole was completely open, showing the inside of me with what looked like almost transparent fluid all over me. my ass hole was red from the friction of Jake's cock. I looked at Jake, "I want to see more, feel more daddy, please". Jake put the camera down and took both of my legs in his hands. "Yes baby boy, it is time to take one last picture, with my load in you". With that Jake slid all the way back in me and started fucking me steadily with long strokes, almost pulling completely out and then shoving back deep in me. Take my cock boy" is all Jake kept saying. The pace was picking up and as I felt him quicken his pace, and actually grow even thicker, my orgasm was building and and I knew I had to cum. Without touching my cock, and with Jake fucking me hard, I felt it, my cum just shot from my cock, shot hard all over my stomach. Volley after volley of my hot cum kept shooting on my stomach. I think that is all it took for Jake, he yelled "take my cum boy", and shoved hard and deep in me, far in me, and I felt it. His cock grew once more and then I felt a shot in me. His cum was hitting me inside and I could feel it. It was so incredible! Jake held still while putting his cum deep in me, but once the shooting stopped he slowly slid in and out of me a couple of times before pulling all the way out. "Let me take one more picture baby, now that you are leaking my cum", Jake said while he grabbed his camera. Jake took a couple pictures while whispering, "fucking hot". He then turned the phone to me so I could see what was "fucking hot". Wow is all I could think. Wow! I could see his white cum leaking out of me, leaking across my red ass lips. it was very hot. I looked up at Jake. "Yes, that is very very fucking hot dad, please don't ever stop doing that with me". It sounded really cheesy I think, but I had to say it, it was what I was feeling and thinking at the time. Jake put the phone down and started rubbing my cum all over my belly. He looked at me, "Tim I want nothing more than to keep fucking you, making love to you, everywhere. Then Jake leaned over me and kissed me. I help him so tight and knew he was changing me forever.

if a guy fucks with a bare dick - assume he's going to cum inside .. and say .. THANK YOU!

In my opinion the second he gave you permission to bury your raw cock up to your balls in his ass meant he agreed to being seeded. Also it’s hard to misunderstand “fuck me Daddy”when he knows he’s being fucked by a raw cock as anything other than “cum in my ass Daddy” You gave him plenty warning by grunting “I’m cumming” even if you were actually pumping your sperm deep in his hole as you said it. Glad you claimed another bottom as your cumdump!

Dad’s Basement Part One OFF LIMITS !!!! That’s how it always was, no one had access to the basement except Dad. Growing up I used to imagine that he was a mad scientist and it was his laboratory where he conducted hair raising experiments. As I got older, my thoughts changed - was it his private gym - he was built, but I knew he went to a gym early in the morning - hell I even went with him quite a few times. My mind always wondered, but I never had the chance to go down —— until now. Here it was my eighteenth birthday, I was home alone, which was the norm since Mom ran off with some man she met on the internet when I was starting my teen years and has not been heard from since. It was when I was heading to the kitchen to get my breakfast, that I saw it. The basement door was open, not wide open, but just enough to know someone could go down there. Stomach be damned, my curiosity was strong than my hunger at this point. I had to see what was down there. “Dad, are you home?” I yelled. No response. I made my way to the laundry room, which accessed the garage and saw that his truck was gone. My stomach groaned - not from hunger, but nerves. I made my way through the house, looking for my Dad. I wanted to make sure I was home alone. I was still scared of getting caught in the “forbidden basement.” He was no where to be found in the house, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hiding some where. Fuck I can’t believe I would think that my own Dad would set me up. I had to make sure. Grabbing my cell, I dialed Dad’s number, he quickly answered after one ring, was he waiting for this call. Was this a set up? “Morning Squirt, what’s up?” he said. Squirt - the nickname he knew I hated, yet called me that when it was just the two of us. “Dad, do you want me to do the yard today?” I asked “It’s your birthday and you want to do yard work? We can do it this weekend, together. Any more silly questions or can I get back to my work so I can be home on time?” he replied. “Yeah, are you coming home early or what, like you said it is my birthday.” “Right now, Squirt, it looks like normal time. Got any other pressing questions?” “Nah, I’m good” I replied. "Bye, Dad.” I hung up and quickly made my way to the basement door. In my mind I expected it to be closed and locked, thinking it was all a trick of my mind. Without knowing it I held my breathe as I made my way to the door, only to slowly release it seeing that the door was still a jar. Nervously, I slowly pushed the door open, exposing the darkened stairs which lead to the mysterious basement below. I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything in the darkness below. Nothing! That first step was the hardest, I had always known I was not allowed down here, but with finding the door opened I could not help but break the rule. I felt the way to see if I could find a switch to illuminate the mystery, nothing. Another what the fuck? I slowly descended the stairs until I was at the bottom. The nerves in my stomach were twitching so bad that I thought I was going to throw up. I was frozen to the floor, as my hands explored the walls, searching for a light switch. It wasn't long until I found one. I closed my eyes and flipped it, as I thought “let there be light.” At that moment, I wondered if this is really what I wanted. Did I want to know my Dad’s secret? I slowly opened my eyes, finding the room flooded with a red light. The walls were darkly painted and if I were to guess they were black. There was symbols painted on they walls with phrases under them. The one that was the biggest and stood out the most was a circle like symbol, that I had seen somewhere before, but did not know where, and had the phrase under it that said “TOXIC FOR LIFE” Else where there were sayings like “no load refused,” “Seed belongs in holes,” and “gifting is the way” - and more. I didn’t under stand. I slowly moved inwards, noticing a leather pad hanging from chains in one corner, two padded “saw horses” in the middle of the room. What the fuck is this place, I thought. It’s not a gym, because I have never seen equipment like this. As I made my way back, I saw that tucked under the stairs was an open shower area, with white tiles and three heads and two drains. I still didn’t understand. I passed out of that room and into another. The room was painted just like the other, with more phrases. The only different was the symbol, this time there was a huge scorpion on the wall, freaky as shit and ugly as hell. Under the big scorpion was shelves with little brown bottles on them, as well as what looked like plastic bottles filled with a clear liquid. I racked my mind trying to figure out what this shit was and what it was used for. From where I was standing there was a darkened opening to my left and one to my right, leading off to who knows where and what. Being adventurous, I went to the left, it was dark inside so I felt my way. I bumped into the a wall in front of me, but felt an opening to my right, so I turned and continued. I bumped and turned many times again. Shit this was some kind of maze. I panicked, I tried to remember which way I turned and went. What if I get trapped in here and Dad finds me here. I turned and moved, finding relief when I found the opening to get out. I have to be more careful. I discovered nothing with that adventure, so I decided to head to the other opening I went across the room and into through the other opening to find a wall blocking me, but with openings on the left and right. I went left only to find that this lead me to a room with another wall that went completely across the room. I walked to my right keeping a distance from the new wall with my hand on the wall that I first came to. I saw that there was three holes in the wall, which allowed light to come through. I gathered my courage and crossed the room to the middle hole, to discover that the hole came up to about my crotch. I slowly squatted down and looked through the hole - only to see the outside door to the left, which was letting in the light from out side through the frosted windows. I didn’t understand any of this. I went back out and look around the big room again, I failed to notice more shelves holding more brown bottles and plastic squeeze bottles. In each corner was a TV, hung high near the ceiling. As I got back to the stairs, I realized there was another opening on the wall with the light switch. It was still dark inside, so I reached around inside trying to find the new room’s light switch. A musty smell invaded my nostrils, rousing my curiosity, as well as my cock. Why was I turned on by this smell. Moments later I found the switch and found this room was a locker room. The lockers formed a square in the center, yet none were on the outer walls. Entering I found why. There were hundreds of used jocks nailed to the wall with pictures under them. The jocks were stained, some a bright yellow, some creamy, some very dark yellow. I lifted one of the jocks to look at the picture. It was of a naked man who’s cock was hard as a rock, my guess the owner of the jock. I lifted the picture up, to find a name, date, and what looked like a code - numbers mixed with three letters in the middle. Looking around I could see that three walls were almost covered with jocks. The fourth was bare. At this point I wanted out of the basement. I had so many questions, yet I found that I didn’t want to seek the answers to them. Switching off the lights I made my way I back upstairs, climbed them and put the basement door like I found it. My mind was racing - what the fuck was that shit downstairs and what did it all mean. Confused, I wanted answers, but again I didn’t. Was I really suppose to see this? Did Dad make a mistake? I went to my room, grabbed my laptop, determined to find out what all this was, even if it took all day. I logged in and had an email from my Dad pop up on my desk top. It’s subject line was “BASEMENT” - I forgo my searching to read this. It read: Squirt, I left the basement open for you today. It is time you found out what the secret is. It was after your call that I knew you were going to head down there. So here is what I do down there. I SUCK DICK, GET MY DICK SUCKED, FUCK ASS AND GET MY ASS FUCKED. I can only put it bluntly. Yes, son I am a faggot, cocksucker, or if you want me to be pc - I am gay. I built the basement as a sex club for men like me. We get together as much as possible to have sex. There is a sling hanging from the ceiling, fuck benches, a maze with glory holes, and a glory hole wall to suck cock from people not in our “Club.” I have well stocked it will lube and poppers (you snort to get a rush - not drugs), the TV’s are for porn. I am sure you are wondering what are on the walls. Son, we are a Poz Fuck Club, each of the members is HIV positive and each man enjoys passing his strain to others. We do not let loads of cum go to waste - we swallow and we breed. The jocks and pictures are of men who had been converted by our club members. I know this may shock you, that your Dad is a toxic cock slut, but after discovering what you were watching on line, I thought it was time for you to know, learn and maybe join in (this part makes my cock hard) Don’t be embarrassed - I want you to be open about sex even with me. I will be open with you. We will talk more when I get home. Happy Birthday Son Love ya, Dad I read the email over and over. He knew what I watched on line. I was so scared that if he ever discovered my secret, it would either scare him or anger him, not turn him on. I needed to talk my mind off him and the basement until he got home. So I headed to the living room to watch movies until he got home.

I've already tried it and it helps me focus only on the passive side. I find that we have more sensations by excluding cock from the equation like that. For me it will make it easier to reach anal orgasm

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Hot story! fresh and kinky!

Why I started barebacking? Wel I didn't started it.... it happen to me when I was young and I had my first real sex encounter, experience and lost my (cock) virginity at a local public toilet with gloryhole and it was bareback. My cherry got popped by an much older/senior 65+ years red headed gay guy. At that time when the encounter happend I did not even think about.... I HAVE TO USE A CONDOM OR HAVE CONDOMS WITH ME.... I was bursting with hormones extremely horny every day and wanted to experience my first sex and shoot my load. After that I kept on visiting that toilet and found out that it was a cruising/hunting place for gay men. I visited that place almost every day and every day I got my orgasms (1 or 2) mostly by fucking ass or get sucked and never ever did my cock get a condom pulled over. On all these anonymus gloryhole encounters the person on the other side wanted to have my cum stayed up the mouth or ass. And I enjoyed that very much. I was not interested in age, looks, weight, hygiene of the person on the other side of the gloryhole, I was just interested in what pleasure, enjoyment, horny stuf that person would do to my cock to let me shoot my load in whatever hole you was using. So I still never ever carry condoms with me so if the other person wants me to use a condom.... that person has to provide it and has to put it on my cock. At that time he will notice that my cock goes completely flat.... I will have and will not get an erection because I just don't like condoms. The person can than decide to have it bareback or just walk away. My cock will find another bareback hole for sure.

I woke up after a night of celebrations. We own the grand finale. It was a house party and the alcohol and pot was flowing. I think at one stage I had vague recollection of a gangbang happening in the main bedroom. I staggered out of bed, my mouth tasted stale and my skin smelt of UDL’s. Bad choice of booze to drink; I struggled my way to the bathroom to chuck up. I slummed down by the bow and wiped away the puke from my chin. Daddy Steve stood at the door way. He was wearing only his speedos. He must have just completed some laps in the indoor pool. His massive cock was near my face. ‘How was your night spew boy?’ He chuckled. I barely got a grunt or a moan out. ‘That good!’ He continued, ‘Hey listen. Daddy John told me about the conversation you two had. How are you after it?’ ‘He opened my eyes. He told me the truth and I’m ok with it. In fact, I have something to tell you.’ I got off the floor, brushing my arm against his cock as I did, ‘Daddy, I want to be a pig, like you.’ The right point to Daddy Steve’s thin lip perked up. I continued ‘Ever since I saw what I saw, I have been obsessed. It floods my mind. I want nothing more.’ ‘That’s not all that’s going to be flooded.’ Daddy Steve grinned deeper. ‘You know we have been waiting for you to talk to us about it. We have known about your obsession before you even knew.’ ‘How?’ ‘Camera’s Son. We see everything. We watch you play with your cock all the time. The other week you stuck a finger in your hole to see what it would feel like.’ I blinked in surprise. Daddy John did say there were hidden camera’s through the house. ‘How did it feel?’ Daddy Steve asked ‘It hurt a little.’ ‘well you will have to get used to it. If you think that hurt. Wait until you have cock pumped up there. Come with me son.’ I followed Daddy Steve down the hall. looked like we were heading to the secret basement at the bottom of the stair case by the entrance. He continued ‘You see son. You need to seriously think about this. being a pig means being full into it. It’s the only way.’ ‘Daddy John said that. He gave me,… The talk.’ ‘Yeah but son. Being a pig means being fully exposed. Everyone will know. You will be known as a slut. A whore. You will get a lot of negative back lash.’ I felt like I was supposed to be concerned, but I wasn’t. Daddy Steve continued ‘It also means being used by anyone and everyone. You’ll learn to never say no to cock. You will be fucked and abused at any point. Blokes will treat you as they please… Some will even rape you.’ ‘Rape me?’ ‘Yes… One time I was out jogging near the park at Edgecliff when I felt a wack on the back of my head and passed out. I woke up to an shirring, sharp pain in my asshole, coursing up my torso and through every muscle in my body. It felt as though someone was smashing a ridged knife into me. A strong massive hand pressed my face was flat in the dirty and leaves behind a bush. With every thrust my face was pushed deeper and deeper into the shrubs, I could feel some of the twigs scratch me. I screamed as the grappling pain shocked my body system and that when another hand wrapped around my mouth and a voice, not from behind me, but from in front of me telling me to shut up and take it. I knew my rectum was being torn apart. My muscles clamped up, but what I now realised was a massive cock, kept pushing furiously into it. It felt dry like sand paper scrapping against my inner walls, but whoever was pumping into my hole did not care. It was about him. It was about him getting off by raping my pig hole. I felt a furry belly press against my upper ass cheeks, the guy was fucking deep, fast and hard into me. His strength was overpowering and the shock to my system prevented me from fighting him. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, telling me he was about to blow his load. That’s when he picked up his pace. I felt the head of his ridged cock push against my inner ring, Then he started grunting as he pumped. It went for a while, his cock seemed to slide in and out a little easier. It must have been his load. He finally stopped. Leant into my ear again and said he just pumped his toxic juice into me. I was frozen from the shock violation. He pulled out and all I heard him say was, Oh fuck! I made him bleed. Then I heard the guy in front of me holding my mouth say, Good let your viral load soak into his system. I thought it was over, but I felt another cock force its way into my wrecked ass. It was thicker and I felt my ass muscles stretch out further, tarring the walls of my rectum. I tried to scream again, but that hand was still clamped around my mouth. I then realised that there was a third, and he fucked my hole harder and faster than the first guy. There was no messing about. His assault happened in a matter of a couple of minutes before he too was pumping his load in me. When he pulled his cock out of my ass, I felt my rectum spasm. Cum and blood must have gushed out because I felt wetness down my thighs. And that’s when the guy holding my mouth let go and quickly got behind me. He pushed his way in. He was just as thick and ridged as the second guy. Even though my hole was moist from the two loads and the blood from my torn walls of my rectum it still felt rough like sandpaper as this man forced his cock in. It kept going and I yelled again, His hand wrapped round my mouth and his cock kept going. Soon I felt it against my inner rectum. He felt it to. It blocked him from going further. But it did not stop him. He jammed his cock hard and the massive head ripped open my inner hole. I cried in pain as his cock kept going deeper. He must have been at least 10inchs. Finally I felt his pelvis against my outer, wrecked, hole. It stun from his pubes scraping against the tares around my ring. He finally let go of my mouth as he fucked deep inside me. I pleaded for him to stop. I even said I would call the police. That’s when he said he was the police. The other two guys chuckled. The fucking continued on as he said that there is nothing I could do about it. This is what happens when you have a reputation of being a pig slut, your rape claim wouldn’t be feasible and would be thrown out. He fucked for a while, by this stage I summoned the strength to fight him off, but the other two guys pinned me down. My arms were stretched out, face flat in the shrubs and dirt and the policeman’s full weight on me as he jack hammered his 10inch cock into my destroyed hole. My eyes were blood shot and blurring from the tears and dirt and I had to force my mind to separate from my body. I must have blacked out again, because I woke up to the policeman moaning and grunting and fucking hard into me. He moaned as he said he was blowing his toxic load into me. He went on for a while and I could feel my inside fill up, stretching my walls out a little further. And then he finally pulled out. He was not gentle and I felt a flood of cum follow out, after his cock left my puffy swollen hole. I didn’t move. I didn’t think I could move. I was wrecked and drained from the rape. All I could hear was the sound of pants being pulled up and buckles being latched all while the rapists chit chatted about what a slut hole I was. They eventually left and I slowly got to my wabbly feet. My shorts were ripped apart and barely hunging off the elastic band. I pulled them up around my waist, my hole twitched and spasmed with every move I made. I walked home. My wrecked ass fully exposed. I knew there was Cum and blood smeared over my ass cheeks and down my thighs. When I got home, Daddy John saw me. I was crying. I was in shock. I was in pain and told him what happened. Daddy John just stared at me for a while, then, he flipped me around and ripped off what little short was left hanging on me. He bent me over the couch and forced his cock into my red tender hole and force fucked me hard with his 12.5inch cock for 15mins before he too shot his massive load of cum into me. He slapped me across the back of the head as he pulled his cock out my of my now loose sloppy rectum and told me to clean the mess of cum left on the couch… With my tongue. And walked off.’ I sat for a moment registering his story. I knew Daddy Steve was trying to shock me. I knew I was supposed to be shocked. But I wasn’t. My cock was like a raging dragon, wanting to explode with a breath of fire. We reach the secret basement and went through. The lights were on. The dungeon looked a little different now that I could see a bit clearer. The floor was covered in rubber mats and near the wooden fuck bench I saw Daddy Steve get bred on, the rubber mats were stained with cum. We walked to the far end of the dungeon where there was a secret door behind one of the mirrors. Daddy Steve pressed it and it opened. Inside was small room where a security system network was set up. Monitors showed every part of the house. Including my bed room and bathroom. ‘Welcome to the spy room.’ Daddy Steve winked. To the right was a refrigerator with a glass front. I could see the content inside. There were glass jars of a marble coloured liquid. It looked thick and seemed to me like it had a silky texture. I realised what it was. ‘That’s my cum.’ Daddy Steve interrupted. I remembered the milking machine attached to Daddy Steve’s cock when he was used as a cumdump. ‘Daddy John collects my loads. He only uses cum as lube… My cum.’ I looked away in thought. As badly as I wanted to be a pig, there was something that concerned me. I needed to get it off my chest. ‘Daddy. There is something that worries me.’ ‘I’d be surprised if there wasn’t.’ ‘Daddy, after I cum I feel guilty and disgusted in myself. Suddenly everything I thought to be super sexy and hot, becomes revolt and regret.’ Daddy Steve sat in the office chair near the monitors and swung facing me. ‘you’re like me son. When you cum, it is like all the horniness is sucked out of you through your ejaculation. Daddy John gets off on knowing when I head frame is at that point. Makes him feel like he is really using and abusing me. Son, to be a pig you need to learn to just accept it. Even if you don’t want it. It’s the only way.’ Daddy Steve left me with something to think about. We stayed in the security room for a little bit longer. He even showed me the cupboard where they kept their USB’s all full of the fuck sessions they have had in the house. There was even some of me having a wank. As we left I felt Daddy Steve look down at me. ‘What are you thinking son?’ ‘I’m thinking… That I still want to be a pig. I want the world to know. I want to be free.’ ‘It’s the only way son.’ Daddy Steve responded. We made our way to the kitchen where Daddy John was waiting. ‘Hello son.’ Daddy John called. ‘I see Daddy Steve took you on a tour… your birthday is next week. The big 18. Anything in mind that you want to do to celebrate?’ Oh I had an idea. My eye’s twinkled at the thought.