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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...

Mum abanded me when I was a baby. Left me in the care of my uncle who I call Daddy John and his husband Steve. Or as I call him, Daddy Steve. They have worked hard to give me a good up brining; giving me the best education and a safe home to come to. But this is not a story about my up bringing… Well not that kind of up bringing… It’s more a story of my coming into my own true self. It’s a story about me becoming the piggy faggot boy whore that I am. My daddy’s are very well off. Got a bit of money behind them. Daddy John owns a construction business and Daddy Steve is a real estate agent. So it’s no surprise that we live in a beautiful inner city modern home in the heart of Sydney, designed and built by Daddy John himself. I come to visit him at work from time to time and it is interesting to see how his employees stand straight whenever he is nearby. Daddy John is a unit for a 67 year old. 186cm, big broad shoulders, thick thighs, stone arms and a solid butt. He always wears jeans that seem tight on him, showcasing his huge bulge just below his leather buckle and he always tucks in his checked shirt in. Never wears a tie and leaves his top couple of buttons undone which opens up to his thick salt and pepper hairy chest. He keeps his rugged silver beard maintained, cropping his sharp jaw line, but doesn’t over groom it to the point it looks to show pony, and his salt and pepper hair neatly cut with a slight combover. Daddy Steve on the other hand is 52 years old and he is always on the go. At home he would always be pace a hall on his phone conducting business or closing a sale, but he still always finds time to help me with my homework or have a general catch up about my day. He too is quite a masculine man. Not the big unit like Daddy John, but still fit a fuck. He looked a little like Frank Grillo. He works like every morning to maintain his shredded body and only wears tailored made suits. But when he has the chance, he likes to show off his assets. Always in his speedos taking a dip in the indoor pool. His washed board abs are coated in a fine coat of hair that tails up to his chest. He is so chiselled, the hair on his chest thickens around the top of his abs up through the middle of his pecs then spreads out right up to the top of his neck line. Grey hair is starting to show in his hair, like Daddy John and even though he does not say anything, I think he is worrying that he is getting old. My name is Scott. I am 18 years old and like any other boy my age, I do all the teenage things. I go to school, play football, hang out with my mates when my Daddy’s allow me to, smoke joints, go off to parties. But something just did not feel right. I never quite felt like it was my scene, my life. I was floating through it waiting for something. But I just did not know what. But all this changed a few weeks after I turned 18. You see, I never really thought about Daddy John and Daddy Steve having sex until I accidently stumbled across them doing exactly that. They did not know I came home early from football practice one Wednesday night, I walked into the kitchen and that’s when I saw it. Daddy John had one of his massive hairy hands wrapped around the back of Daddy Steve’s neck, his other on Daddy Steve’s waste while furiously fucking Daddy Steve in his ass. Daddy Steve looked like he was in pain, struggling with the invasion. ‘Take daddy’s cock you fucking faggot.’ Daddy John grunted at Daddy Steve and worked up flehm and spat it on Daddy Steve’s back. Daddy Steve panted and moaned as Daddy John just fucked away. ‘Yeah, That’s it pig. Take that raw cock.’ Daddy John continued. Something inside me switched. I don’t not know what happened. I never considered myself as a gay. I never thought of myself as anything. But watching my Daddy’s fuck sparked something in me and I felt myself harden in my football shorts. Daddy Steve’s eyes were watery. He look like he was going to cry. For a moment I felt sorry for him because he seemed in pain, but then I saw his hard cock swinging back and forth from Daddy Johns thrusts. I have seen his cock before when I was younger, but I had never seen it like this. it had to be at least 10inches and as thick as a Rexona spray can. His balls sat nice a tight below his cock and I could tell that he manscapes by the shape of his pubic area. ‘You ready for it faggot?!’ Daddy John grunted. And before Daddy Steve could reply, Daddy John did one last hard slam into Daddy Steve’s ass and moaned out loud. It scared the shit out of me for how loud he moaned. It was like a lion roaring. ‘Take that load you fucking whore!’ Daddy Steve moaned as well. But it was more like a painful moan than a joyful one. This went on for what seemed like ages and then Daddy John spat on Daddy Steve again and pull his cock out. I watched as a stream of cum squirted out of Daddy Steve’s hole. It was like his hole could not hold onto all that cum. And I was jaw dropped when I saw Daddy John’s cock. I thought Daddy Steve was big, but Daddy John took the crown. From what I could tell it was at least 12.5inches long and easily as thick as the largest part of my forearm. It glistened from all the slick juices from Daddy Steve’s arse which highlighted the still pulsing thick veins webby down Daddy John’s shaft. Oh and his knob was like a firm purplish helmet an inch thicker than the shaft. He then pushed Daddy Steve to his knees ‘Clean up that mess you made, pig.’ And shoved his cock down Daddy Steve’s throat. I watch as Daddy Steve’s blood shot eyes bulged out his head as he choked on it. Daddy John did not care one bit that Daddy Steve was gasping for air. He just kept pumping hard down daddy Steve’s through. It must have been too much for Daddy Steve because his gag reflex gave in and coughed up mucus all over Daddy John’s shaft, matting Daddy John’s pubs. This was too much for me. I quickly raced up stairs before they saw me and hopped in the shower. I was both aroused and scared of what I just saw. The way Daddy John treated Daddy Steve was wrong. It was degrading and unrespectful, but it was so hot and arousing at the same time. My cock deceived me and it was rock hard again. I pulled myself off and blew the biggest load all over the glass shower door. To be continued

I’m desperate to self fist my hole. It’s the last thing I haven’t done/accomplished. I would like to hear your experiences of trying to self fist, chat about, encourage each other and show off our work and attempts. Drop me a line if interested.

Appropriate is overrated.

Nothing that I love more than a rock hard cock, especially one that's pointing up and bulging. Especially if it's in my mouth or in my ass. It seems so much easier to enter a tight hole and when it's deep in me I tend to feel it more and have added sensations. And I love the way that it looks, and the way that it bounces when moving.

Yeah, bareback to completion - breeding, is definitely standard. I always expect any new hookups to take my loads. I have never worn a condom and never will. I need to feel my bottom’s asshole milking my cock plus I love the feeling of conquest when I see another man’s hole dripping with my sperm.

Walking home from school as a young lad and stopped at church to use the restroom....ended up cranking one out....my kinky place is in college and straight bro in the dorm next door to me would drive his jeep shirtless and in running shorts...I'd precum everytime I hear him drive up to park and blaring his music! Middle of the night and drunk as hell, I was walking back to my dorm and saw him making out with a chick in his jeep...they ended up leaving and going to his dorm. It was dark and nobody around so I went and sniffed his jeep seat where he had been sitting a few minutes ago....I could smell his cologne...I immediately sat in the seat and jerk off leaving wad of cum on his floorboard....would I do this today no! Back then I was truly young,DUMB, and full of cum!

Great vid bud - lucky bottom's in hog heaven. Love that burly Top who works his hot-wired tits when fucking or getting sucked. Oink!

That's a call only you can make. I, personally, wouldn't want to have sex with someone who doesn't monitor his own sexual health. But again, that's me, not you.

Now that part is better than the first(if that's possible?) I don't like pussy in my stories(turns me flat from rigid) I love Cody-what a hot slut he will be accepting cum as well as giving it & never questioning the boihazzard tat. Please get the pozz daddy involved-that could be hot but leave the girl this time-all guys together sharing & giving loads-Yum!!

Chapter 3 – Cumming at Me from All Ends Chapters 1 and 2 recount a session with Steven and another guy. I’m blindfolded, so I have no idea who the other guy is. Steven has also made sure that we’re all spun out of our minds. They’ve been working my ass over, and I’m loving it. Steven used fingers from both hands to expand my hole. He used them to stretch my ass in all directions, getting me ready for his hand. It didn’t take long for him to decide to shove one of his hands in me. He slid in easily and then began the descent into my deepest regions. As he was working his way through my ass, the other guy grabbed my head and turned it to the left. He stuck his cock at my mouth, and I sucked it in. He had a thick cock and, when I got all the way to the base, a heavy bush around it. I used my hands to rub his chest and was pleased to find a nice, furry body. Of course, I reached back and discovered a hairy ass too. I love a hairy ass. When I started rubbing the other guy, I shifted my position in the sling. I was leaning to the left, sucking the other guy’s dick and using my right hand to rub his body. My right leg was lifted a little bit, and this gave Steven a new angle in my ass. Luckily, this also gave him a better path through my second sphincter. Steven had sunk his hand into my ass. He was playing around in there, twisting and flexing his hand. He extended his fingers inside me and found the path to my colon. With my right leg lifted a bit, he had a simple path through it. I knew that Steven would make my ass feel amazing as he worked his way through my second hole. He likes to play there and almost always makes me squirt some precum or have a total assgasm. The cock was still in my mouth, and I was happily sucking on it, but the feelings in my ass kept pulling my attention away. The guy must have noticed since he pulled his cock back, allowing me to fully focus on what Steven was doing to me. Instead of me sucking him, this guy now took my cock in his mouth. This was intense: I had one guy with his hand in my colon and another with my cock in his mouth. There was little doubt that the guy sucking me was going to get a sweet reward at some point. Steven was masterfully working my ass. He knows me well enough to know what really sets me off, and he was determined to move me to a full orgasm. His fingers were traveling through my curve and into my colon, where they would rub and massage the deepest recesses of my ass. It felt amazing! The guy sucking me was doing a great job too. My cock was shrunken from the T, but he was getting it to start to plump up. Between the sensations in my ass and the mouthing of my cock, he was going to get a nice load in his mouth. I felt the oncoming rumbles of a full-body orgasm. Steven knew what was happening because my ass tightened down around his arm. Hopefully, my cock sucker was prepared for what was going to come since I was speechless in ecstasy. He kept sucking, and Steven kept going at my ass. Soon, I felt the buildup in my balls, signaling an upcoming orgasm. “I’m gonna cum,” I managed to mutter right before my dick exploded in the guy’s mouth. He kept sucking, swallowing everything I pumped out. Once he had sucked my cock dry, I needed to take a break. My cock was super sensitive, and my ass was ready for a rest. I tapped him on the chin, and he correctly interpreted that as a request to back off. Steven knew that it was time to begin pulling his arm out of my ass. Of course, he took it slow, making my cock leak with some additional cum. The other guy licked that off my belly. Steven was taking his time getting out of my ass. He knows the exquisite torture of a slow withdrawal and was making me squirm with pleasure as he reversed out of my ass. He paused a few times and made sure to rub my prostate on the way out. Of course, that caused more fluid to dribble out of my shrinking cock. The other guy licked this up and fed some to me in a deep kiss. I was spent, so they let me hang out in the sling for a while. They had sparked up the torch again and were blowing clouds. One of them came over and shotgunned some to me, which was much appreciated. Then, they both helped me out of the sling and walked me over to the bed. I still had no idea who the other guy was since the blindfold was still in place. I knew that he had a nice, hairy body, a sweet cock, and a great set of hands. Other than that, it could have been anyone. While we were lying on the bed, the other guy said, “We should cage his useless cock now.” So, they slid the chastity cage over my cock and locked it in place. I could only wait and see what they had planned for me.

To me - if i take a raw cock I expect hiim to seed me without warning

It makes no sense. The main point of being barebacked is the breeding at the end. if somebody doesn’t want to be bred, the easiest way to avoid it to ask for condome. Or stating the claim of being not bred beforehand. So you didn’t do anything wrong.

At least two hours every day. I love hot bareback breeding porn; gangbangs, 1 on 1, orgies. So fucking hot!!

I think bareback is the new normal, and has been for a while. You're quite right, there are risks of other STDs, and new antibiotic-resistant strains of them, and people should be more concerned about it, but PrEP did change everything. I almost never have a hookup mention condoms anymore.

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

By getting an education. "don't want to get sick" is a vague, nebulous, impossible standard to meet. You have to decide what, if any, level of risk you're willing to take. The only completely safe sex is to masturbate and/or use sex toys that you do not share with anyone. Beyond that: Condomless sex presents multiple risks, some of which can be ameliorated, some of which cannot. If you are on PrEP - and following the instructions carefully, you are highly unlikely to contract HIV. If your partner is HIV-negative, or has HIV but is undetectable, you are also highly unlikely to contract HIV. Even if he has HIV and is detectable, there's no guarantee you will be infected with any one particular sex act - but the odds are notably higher. Even beyond HIV, however, condomless sex presents the possibility of many other STI's that can make you "get sick". Those include syphilis, gonorrhea, chlamydia, HPV, crabs, and more. Some of these have vaccines which can prevent their transmission to you; others simply are a potential risk if you have condomless (bareback) sex. Even if you do have sex with a condom, that's not protection against all STI's, even when used correctly.

PrEP veteran here. Almost 5 years now. I used to keep track of hookups and I was averaging 100 loads/year approximately, and if anything pace has picked up in the last few years, So I'm pretty sure I'm hovering the 500 load mark. I take loads from anyone (I still have to fancy them physically though!). I mean I take loads from anyone without asking status or what not. Still very negative. I have picked up gono, clam in the ass, and syphilis on my dick, so didn't get that from bottoming. At any rate, I have zero interest in seroconverting, and I have slutified myself and having the time of my life thanks to PrEP. STDs that have shown up have been dutifully dealt with the regular checkups.