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4. With a squelching sound my hole was suddenly empty. Sir pulled his fingers out and spat into my open hole. I whimpered. “Please… keep going. That felt so good!” “Don’t worry boy, this is going to feel even better. Flip over” Sir said. I flipped onto my back, and the big beast of a man bent over me. Then I felt something warm and hard touch my hole. At long last his cock head was resting against my slowly opening ass. He dropped another big wad of spit only his shaft and smeared it around before saying, “Alright boy… take a deep breath, close your eyes and count to ten. Then let it out very slowly. Focus on relaxing. Ready… deep breath.” I closed my eyes, filled my lungs and counted. One, two, three… At ten I released my lungs and let the air out through my nose. I imagined the wave again. This time even larger than before. I imagined it washing all of the tension out of my body leaving me loose and compliant. I imagined my hole winking open and drawing Sir’s cock inside. I imagined my body swallowing him up, becoming the perfect sleeve for his cock. I imagined myself transformed into his perfect hole. I saw myself changed, my head shaved, my cock locked away, a thick chain locked around my neck. I saw myself remade like my ex had been. I saw myself taking Sir’s fat cock with ease whenever he wanted. I lost myself in my imagination and didn’t notice that Sir had slid his fat cock head inside my hole. “Good boy, that’s it. I’m inside you now. Your first raw cock is inside your hole.” “Fuck Sir. It feels so good!” I opened my eyes and looked up into Sir’s handsome face. “I know it does boy. You’re doing so well. You’ve given in. You’ve got a thick raw cock siding into your tight little hole. How does that make you feel?” “It makes me feel good Sir! It makes me horny! I want more. Please… go deeper Sir.” “Good boy. You know that once I’m all the way inside of you there’s no going back. I will breed you. Is that what you want?” “Yes Sir! I want you to breed me!” He started to push his cock into me very slowly. “And you know that once I breed you you’ll never be the same. You’ll never be the cocky college top you thought you were again.” “I know Sir!” “And you still want my raw cock?” “Yes Sir!” “You know that once you feel me shoot inside you you’ll be hooked. Getting bred is addictive to boys like you. Once they start they feel a real man’s load in their hole they cant get enough. You’ll never be able to get enough.” Between his words, the low tambour of his voice, and the feeling of his cock sliding steadily deeper into me the effect was almost hypnotic. “You’ll be begging me for more. You’ll crave it in your sole. It won’t just be a want, but a need. And knowing all that you still want me to fuck you?” I looked him dead in the eyes and said, “Yes. Yes Sir. Use my hole.” “As you wish boy,” and he slammed the rest of his cock into me. I yelled, my eyes rolling back. Lightning bolts of pleasure shot through my body. White light exploded before my eyes. I was lost for a moment, unable to comprehend the pleasure that came for a man’s rock-hard cock penetrating me to the hilt. I moaned stupidly, my jaw slack, as Sir ground his cock into me before pulling back. He slipped back till only the fat tip of his cock was inside me and then pressed in again. He built up speed and force till his balls started slapping against me. Sweat sprung up on my chest, and the smell of musk and sex started to swirl around me. The entire experience was intoxicating. I was both conscious of every little sensation and completely removed from my body. It was like something within me was being rewritten. Sir had been right, this was like nothing I’d ever experienced before and it was extraordinary. This was better than any sexual experience I’d ever had. Part of it was giving into Sir and the exaltation that came with that release, but part of it was just the pure physical pleasure that a raw cock inside my hole gave me. I could feel every bump and ridge of his cock in a way I’d never felt being fucked with a condom on. All thought of my being a top was being erased bit by bit as he pumped his cock in and out of my hole. “Good boy. It feels good to submit doesn’t it. It feels good to find your place. I can see it on your face. You love being filled with raw cock.” “I do Sir! Holy shit! It feels so good… I… I never imagined!” “I know boy, but now it will be all you can think about. Now you’ve felt how good it feels to surrender to a real man. How good it feels to let him sink his raw cock into your pretty hole. How good it feels to be stretched wide around his shaft.” “Fuck yes Sir! Stretch me out. I want to be the perfect hole for your cock. I want to be able to take you any time you need my hole.” “That’s it boy. Don’t hole back. How does Sir’s cock make you feel?” “I feel good! I feel so stretched. I feel… slutty!” “Do you like feeling slutty?” “Fuck yes Sir! I love it. I’ve never felt like this before. I’ve never felt so free and sexy. Please make me a slut Sir!” “You’re going to feel even more slutty when I send you home full of my seed.” He growled before forcing his tongue deep in my mouth. I wound my arms and legs around him holding him close as we kissed. “I’m going to blow my nut in you so deep it will be there all night.” “Please breed me Sir! I need to know. I need to know what it feels like to take a man’s load. I need to be bred.” “I hope you’re ready for what that means boy. I hope you’re ready to give in to being a slut because boys like you cant just take one load.” “Please! I’m ready.” He was picking up his pace, hammering his cock into me. Sweat dripped off his broad frame raining onto me. His face was screwed up, and there was an animalistic glint to his eyes. “I don’t think you are boy. I don’t think you know what you’re committing to, but its too late for your now. Take me load boy!” He let out a roar and sunk his dick as deep into me as he could. I moaned, unable to take my eyes off him as his body convulsed. I could feel him throbbing inside me. I felt a warmth spilling into my guts. I could feel him flooding me with cum. Bliss washed over me. It was the best feeling in the whole world. I’d never felt more connected to someone. I’d never felt sexier in my whole life. My body had made this beautiful man cum that hard. I had done that. I had made him feel that good. That made me feel good. “Fuck, its already happened to you,” Sir said, panting slightly. “What Sir?” “You’re hooked. I can see it in your eyes. There’s a bliss there that only a true cumdump gets when he takes a load. Your ex had that look in his eyes after he took my load for the first time. He tried to hide it but…” Sir shifted and pulled his cock from my hole. I felt empty. I wanted his cock back. “…I could tell. There was no hiding the joy in his face at feeling the warmth of my cum inside his hole. He stammered something about needing to leave, that he had a boyfriend, but he still asked for my number at the door. Then that night, while the two of you were watching a movie, he started texting me about how hot it was and how much he wanted to do it again. By the time you two went to bed he was begging me to fuck him again. He even offered to sneak out after you two had gone to bed.” Sir had gotten up now and was pulling his shorts back on. “I made him wait for it though, till he was truly lost in his cock lust.” “I feel like… I feel like I’m supposed to be mad at him but… That felt so good. How could he not want it again?” Sir laughed, “You already want it again don’t you boy?” “Yes Sir!” I pulled my knees into my chest exposing my freshly fucked hole to him. He chuckled again, “Well that’s not how this works boy. Now its your turn to wait. I want you completely lost in cock lust before I fuck you again. Right now you’re still riding the adrenalin of finally getting fucked for the first time. You need to let that subside and give into the real lust that’s building inside you. The lust that will last for the rest of your life now.” “But…” “Nope, no buts. Get dressed and go home… I’ll see you in a couple of days.”

Had a fun time at Men’s Club. At least 20 guys, more bottoms than tops but also enough verse guys to balance things out. Put on my harness, jock and soccer socks and put my ass out there. Got fucked by at least a dozen guys in just over 2 hours. Took an opportunity to also stick my 8+ inch dick in a few hot asses. When things really got going, 3 guys took turns pounding my hole while I had the poppers up my nose. This was after a guy pumped and dumped a huge load deep in my hole. Made sure to clean each guy up afterwards. In all, I took three nice loads up my ass and swallowed two more. Every day is a great day to be a bottom cumslut!

1. I sat frozen staring at my phone as the pictures came in one after the other. I was in shock. When I’d seen the notification my boyfriend had texted me I never in a million years would have said these would be the photos he’d sent. I looked at the first image again incredulously. My cute usually innocent seeming boyfriend was kneeling on the floor, completely naked, a huge grin on his face and a massive cock resting on his chin, a string of spit connecting its tip to his lips. Then the message “I’m sorry to tell you like this babe, but Sir said it was the only way,” came through. I blinked at the message unseeingly. Sir? Who the hell was that? What the hell was he doing sucking someone else’s cock? We didn’t have an open relationship. “Sir said that if I didn’t show you what a slut for his cock I am that he wouldn’t breed me.” What on earth was he talking about? Breed him? We only fucked with condoms and now some man was going to breed him. Then the first video came. It was shot from in front of my boyfriend’s face. He was laying on his chest, his face turned up into the camera, his eyes locked on the lens. Behind him a big hulking man, his face out of frame, lined up his raw cock with my boyfriend’s upturned ass. I couldn’t see it sink into his hole but I could tell what was happening by the look of pleasure on my boyfriend’s face. A smile broke across his face, his eyes closed for a moment, and he groaned. “Fuck, you’re so fucking thick Sir. That feels so good! Please breed me Sir!” “That’s right boy, my big raw cock feels better than you boyfriends little wrapped dick doesn’t it,” asked the furry monster forcing his dick into my boyfriend’s hole. “Yes Sir! Yours is so much better.” The video ended. A few moments later another text came through. “I’m sorry babe. I know this must hurt, but I need it. I need Sir’s cock and this was the only way he would breed me.” I didn’t know what to do. I just sat there with my phone in my hand. Then after a long moment, I watched the video again…and again… and again. Around the fourth time through I noticed my cock was hard and wet spot was starting to form in my shorts. I was turned on by the idea of my boyfriend getting bred raw. But more than that I was turned on seeing the big hairy beast of a man pumping behind him and hearing his rough voice. I’d always considered myself more of a top but seeing the look of bliss that overtook my boyfriend’s face and the man slid inside him I found myself wondering what it would be like to take him myself. I watched the man’s wide shoulder settle into place as he pushed his cock inside my boyfriend, his hairy pecs rise and fall with each thrust, his nipples pert and pink standing out from the dark hair swirling around them. After silence from my boyfriend for almost thirty minutes another video came in. The camera now held by the man my boyfriend was calling Sir, it showed my boyfriend on his back with his legs held apart, his cock soft but leaking precum onto his stomach and a wide fat throbbing raw cock sliding in and out of his hole. The man slammed into my boyfriend over and over making him moan and shriek. “Breed me Sir! Please! I need it! I need to feel you cum inside me again! Its all I can think about.” “Yeah, you liked it when I bred you and sent you back to your boyfriend all those times didn’t you? You liked making a cuck out of him didn’t you boy?” “Yes Sir! It was so hot knowing your load was inside me and he had no idea!” “How do you feel now he knows, now that he’s seen was a horny cumdump you are?” “I feel so good! Now I can be your cumdump all the time!” “Good boy, look in the camera and tell your boyfriend what you are.” The camera panned up from my boyfriend’s hole to his face. He was sweaty and slack jawed, his eyes even seemed slightly out of focused. He was lost in a horny haze when he looked into the camera and said, “I’m Sir’s faggot cumdump. My hole belongs to him. I belong to him. I’m his boy. I need his loads.” “Good boy, now take your reward.” The camera moved quickly back down as the man let out a roar and his cock pulsed several times before he rammed fully inside my boyfriend’s hole. “Breed my cunt,” my boyfriend shouted. He’d never called his hole a cunt before, I was shocked and even more turned on. “This hole is mine now,” the man growled and the video ended. For a moment I just sat there, my underwear completely soaked through with precum. Then I noticed another text from my boyfriend. “I’m so sorry babe. I’m sorry that you’re finding out like this, but I had to. I’m sorry but it’s over. I’m Sir’s now.” I didn’t know how to respond. I just restarted the video and watched partly out of anger and shock, partly out of jealously that this man was breeding my boyfriend (well, I guess now ex-boyfriend), and partly out of jealously of how good it must feel to be fucked by that monster. After probably ten more minutes another text came. This time it was from a number I didn’t know. “He’s mine now faggot,” read the text, which was quickly followed by a picture of my now ex. He was standing completely naked with his hands behind his back. His head had been shaved down to a fine stubble, and around his neck hung a thick metal chain with a big silver lock resting on his chest. The shaved head was so shocking that I didn’t notice for a moment the black plastic cage that now trapped his cock. In ten minutes by ex had gone from a cute vanilla seeming college senior to a full on owned sub sex pig. It was hot!

“DOES THAT RAW DICK FEEL GOOD BOY? IS THAT WHAT YOU NEEDED?” The bottom had tried crawling forward, his body reacting to the infectious AIDS T-Bone I had just shoved in his booty hole - dry. He didn’t get far. His doggy masked head shook from side to side as his manicured pink nails - hidden inside his puppy costumed paws - tried to hold their grip on the edge of the bed. “GET BACK HERE BOY! STAY!” I snarled as I yanked my dick out of his rare hole, grabbed his wrists, dragged him back to where I wanted, and then mounted him again. My POZ drip mixing with his bloody hole was all the lube the pup needed. The pup’s dog tags jangled and jingled. “FEEL THAT BIG DICK KNOTTING YOU BOY?” He might have said something, but then arched his back and yelped like a good pup when I yanked out and slammed back in. I yanked out again, took a second to admire his furry little hole - surrounded by a touch of pink, now red, skin. His hole was the only thing on his body not covered by his pup costume, which was just fine by me. All I needed was someplace to bury my AIDS T-BONE. “BIG AIDS DICK IN THAT ASS BOY - FUCKING YOUR PUPPY HOLE!” The boy bucked, I laughed, grabbed the back of his collar, slid the fingers of both hands underneath and twisted and pulled back. The pup bucked and yelped and my AIDS T-BONE buried a little deeper. “I GOT A SHIT LOAD OF HOT AIDS GRAVY FOR THAT PUP HOLE BOY - FULL OF VIRUS KIBBLES AND BITS!” His little paws were useless. I turned my head to the left and admired myself in the full length mirrors he had on the wall. The small lenses of his two video cameras were not easy to detect, but I made sure they got the shots. I hope he enjoyed watching this later. I hope he enjoyed seeing my wasted body, the skin that hung slightly off my muscles, the ribs that showed in my chest, my hollowed out cheeks and lesioned skin. “THAT’S IT - WHIMPER FOR ME PUP. MY AIDS T-BONE DICK IS FILLING THAT ASS UP - TURNING YOU INTO A FULL FLEDGED BITCH!” The pup gurgled his agreement as I twisted the collar tighter and started to long dick that ass with deeper, filling, stretching and wrecking strokes! I had been eyeing the pup online for a while now. I knew his habits, his secret desires, his voyeuristic pleasures. I knew he liked to secretly record and live stream anonymous dick fucking him. I knew he always insisted on safe sex only - something which he was not only vocal about, but condescending to those who held a different approach to life. “I’M YOUR AIDS SIRE PUP! UNMEDICATED DADDY DOG DICK SLICKING UP YOUR LITTLE HOLE - BUSTING IT OPEN WITH MY BIG KNOT - THAT FORESKIN SLIDING BACK, GETTING READY FOR MY POZ NUTT TO SPADE AND FIX YOU!” A loud, clear, yelp escaped the pup’s lips as I tore open a new path of destruction in his guts. I pressed down on his shoulder blades with my left hand, turned my body clockwise with my dick still buried deep in his furry ass. We formed an AIDs’ cross, ready for his crucifixion. I took my right hand and pushed his right leg outward so his hips raised up a bit, giving me head on access to his sidewalls. “YEAH BOY, PLAYING FETCH. TAKING MY AIDS T-BONE SMACK IN THEM ASS WALLS. OPENING THAT FURRY HOLE SO WHEN MY BALLS MAKE YOU PREGNANT THERE WILL BE LOTS OF BRUISED AND BLOODY SPOTS FOR THEM BABIES TO HOOK UP TO!” The pup’s hole was smearing my dick good now, creaming for my AIDS T-BONE. I yanked out, the pup’s body spasmed from the sudden evacuation, and I easily rotated my position. I used my right hand now to press down between his shoulders keeping his body on the bed and adjusted his left leg and held it so I could damage the other side of his ass walls. The pup’s whimpering told me he was hungry. “GOOD PUP READY TO SUCKLE SOME POZ MILK OUT? GET THAT ASS BACK HERE - THAT’S IT - RIGHT ON THE END OF THE BED AND DROP THEM LITTLE HIND LEGS DOWN. I’M GOING TO DRIVE MY AIDS T-BONE RIGHT UP THAT HOLE AND SQUIRT MY VIRAL MILK! GOOD PUP - TAKE THIS AIDS T-BONE! FEEL IT PUP? FEEL THAT KNOT SWELL? YEAH WHIMPER FOR ME LIKE A GOOD PUPPY - WHIMPER FOR ME AS YOUR SIRE BREEDS YOU - BEG FOR MY POZ MILK! BEG FOR IT PUP - BEG FOR IT - FILLING YOUR PUP ASS UP YOU FUCKING BITCH! FILLING YOU UP!” A couple of hours later I got up my nap. Filling a NEG hole up is always the best thing to get me set for a long nap out in hammock in the afternoon sun. I wiped the sweat from my brow, adjusted my eyes, and pulled up the pup’s homepage. Fuck yeah! Folks had liked our scene and had rated it five WOOFS! Lots of comments about ‘what a great set up’, ‘hot role play’, the ‘realistic fake fluids’. I’d give pup a couple days. He’ll come scratching at my door begging to be let in and when he does, I’ll be ready. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Buddy of mine joined me boating yesterday, late in the afternoon he fires up Grindr and a young twink he's been talking to for a couple months had hit him up. Buddy sends a msg and kid responds says he's horny. My buddy says, how about two hung dads? Tell him we're boating and he can join. I'm mostly a bottom, love getting fucked but do enjoy topping twinks. An hour later we pick him up at the dock. He's every bit as cute in person as his pics. We head out to find a place to anchor, find a spot, drop anchor and make some drinks. My buddy takes the kid below while I'm dealing with the anchor and drinks. I head down to join them, my first view is kids smooth ass up in the air as he's going down on my buddy. I put the drinks down and dive into that smooth hole. I LOVE to rim a smooth hole and this kids as perfect, perfect little ass. After a good tongue fucking and fingering kid spins around and starts sucking me. My buddy gets behind him and continues opening his hole. Buddy is nicely hung, I'm a bit bigger but he's got a great cock. I'm playing with the kids limp cock while he's sucking me... buddy tells kid to arch his back lubes his cock and slides into his hole. Kid moans, tells him to wait... I'm rubbing his shoulders as he gets used to his ass being filled. He starts push back against my buddy, buddy starts slow stroking. Kid's given up on sucking me and is head down enjoying the cock. After a few minutes buddy says your turn, pulls out and I take his place. I pull out and dive into his gapping hole giving him a deep tongue. Spent the next hour using his ass and mouth. Buddy gave him two loads I gave him one. Kid came getting his second load from my buddy, on his back, I'm stroking his cock and kissing the kid. He tenses up and his beautiful cock unloads Nice big load splattered all over his chest and tummy. Small cock but shot a great load, damn I love young boys. I dive in to clean him up, save a little for a cum kiss. Buddy pulls out, kid tells me to lay back and sits on my cock.... rides my cock while we're making out. That's all it took, swallowing his load, feeling his well fucked ass on my cock and kissing him... I blew my load in a couple minutes. DAMN one of the hottest fucks I'm had with a guy in a while. So I gave 1 load, buddy gave 2, I got to swallow two, one from the kids body and by buddy's first load from kids hole. Now I need to get fucked LOL

Chapter 4 – The Best Lube Chapters 1 through 3 discuss a session with Steven, a long-time buddy and an unknown guy. I’ve been blindfolded throughout, and Steven started me out with a good slam. They’ve fucked me with toys, fisted me, fed me cock, and sucked me off. I just fed the other guy a load of cum while Steven’s hand was in my ass. We’re on the bed, and they just locked me into chastity. Since I was still blindfolded and we were taking a break, I decided to feel out the unknown player. Of course, we also blew some clouds during this time. I started out using my hands to feel his whole body. He had a firm chest covered in a nice pelt of fur. His cock was hefty and surrounded by a nice bush. His balls were large and hanging low. His legs seemed firm, and his arms were nicely muscled. He also had a short beard. After a bit of feeling him up, I decided to climb onto his body. I swung my leg over his lower body and settled myself on him with my ass positioned at his cock. My ass was well opened and greased up, and his cock was pleasantly plump. Sitting like this, I massaged his chest and let my caged cock rest on his hairy belly. Of course, I was also rubbing my ass around his cock. His cock responded as I expected it might. The chastity cage kept me from getting hard, but it was already unlikely that it would matter. Between the T and the ass work, my cock was going to stay shrunken, but this guy’s dick was getting nice and hard. I reached back and started to stroke his cock. He was moaning in pleasure as I slowly worked my hand up and down his hardening member. Once it was hard enough, I slipped it into my ass. I was stretched out enough that it was an easy fit, but he still filled my ass nicely. While he was moaning, I rode that cock with my ass. At one point, Steven told me that he wanted me to take a hit off the pipe. I sunk my ass all the way down on the other guy’s cock and waited for Steven to put the pipe at my mouth. I heard the torch, and then the pipe was at my lips. I eagerly sucked in a huge amount of smoke and held it as long as I could. While I was doing this and moving back and forth on dick, Steven fed the other guy some smoke too. Now, we’d both be a little more buzzed and ready to fuck. I went back to riding the cock cowboy style. I would slide up until he almost left my ass before sinking all the way down so that I could feel his pubes tickling my hole. I varied the speed and gyrated on his cock. The sounds he was emitting told me how much he loved what we were doing. He grabbed my legs and swung me around on the bed. Then, he pushed me onto my back and started to pound my ass. He was driving his cock in and out of my ass with a wild sense of abandon. We were both in the throes of ecstasy as we fucked like wild men. His sweat was dripping on me, mixing with my own. He slowed down a bit and started to plow me even deeper. I could tell he was getting close to blowing his load, and I was ready for it. There is nothing like the feeling of being bred by a guy. Soon, he drove his cock deep in my ass, and I could feel the throbbing of his cock as it dumped its load inside me. Cum is the best lube ever! Once he was done, he collapsed on top of me. I always love it when a guy does this and pins me to the bed. His head was resting next to mine, and he turned to me, and we began to kiss. His beard felt great as we were making out, and he was a wonderful kisser. I could smell the musk coming from his sweaty body as we made out. I moved down to his pit and buried my nose and mouth in there. He smelled amazing, and I licked out his pit. Then, I moved across his hairy chest, pausing to lick each nipple, and landed in his other pit, which I also enjoyed. He had moved up on my body while I was licking out his pits, and his cock was now nestled against my hairy belly. I reached back and ran my hands over his hairy ass. His ass was covered in soft fur, and I played with that as I spread his cheeks apart. He moved further up, and I was able to access his hole. I fingered it, then put some fingers in my mouth so that I’d have some lube when I went back to his ass. He was groaning as I rubbed his hole, which let me know that he was enjoying the experience. I got three fingers into his ass when he growled, “Hey, who’s the bottom here?” From the way he said this, I knew the correct answer: “I am.” “Damn right, you are. Now get back in the sling.” This was OK with me. Steven helped me up and led me over to the sling. He got me settled in place and kindly guided my feet into the stirrups. A sling is always exciting to be in since it places my ass at the perfect spot for penetration or rimming. Before Steven walked away, he fingered my cum filled ass. Then, he went in for a few licks. I pushed out so that he could taste some of the cum. The other guy had been lubing up a dildo. I knew this when I felt the toy at my hole. “Get ready, pig. This is a big one.” With that, he started to slide the dildo into my ass. It went in easily at first since both my ass and the toy were well-lubed. But it started getting thicker as he pushed it deeper, and my hole needed to expand to accommodate it. I reached down and spread my ass open, and that little bit more expansion allowed it to slide further into my ass. This toy was a monster! It felt great but was certainly taking me to that fine line between pleasure and pain. He let the toy sit in place for a while. As I was getting used to its girth, he was twisting it around and tapping on the base to provide some vibrations to my ass. The feeling of fullness was astounding, and I started to move back and forth in the sling, making the dildo slide around inside me. Soon, the poppers bottle was placed under my nose and I did two huge hits, holding the second one as long as possible. Once the fumes had control of my brain, he started to extract the toy from my ass. His pace was thrillingly slow, allowing my ass to feel each centimeter of the toy as it was moving through my ass. My poppers brain wanted to take it fast and deep, but he was driving, and he was going to take it at a leisurely pace. Once I surrendered to him, I laid back to enjoy the removal process. When the dildo breached my hole, his hand took over. He slid a well-greased paw into my ass, again driving it slowly through my tunnel. I was still riding the poppers (and the T) and was repeatedly clenching and releasing my ass muscles to pull him in further. He kept pushing, and I kept flexing, letting his arm delve deeply into my ass. I reached down and was pleased to feel the crook of his elbow approaching my hole. He had almost his entire forearm inside me, and he was still progressing. Soon, I felt his bicep making contact with my hole. Damn, no one had ever been that deep inside me before. He spent some time twisting his arm around and making small back-and-forth motions. Being as deep in my ass as he was, even the smallest movement sent shock waves through my body. I knew that my ass was being opened up like it had never been opened before. Then, he began to pull his arm out. Once again, he took things slowly so that I could feel each bit of his arm as it moved through my canal. It felt great, and he kept murmuring about how hot and exciting it was to be inside me. I felt sexy and empowered as I felt him slowly slide out of my ass. “Fuck, what a beautiful gape!” he said when his hand was all the way out. I could tell that my hole was wide open. It was probably dripping lube and cum. I felt around it, sticking a few fingers in, which engendered some chuckles from the guys watching me. “Let’s slam him again and really work him over,” proposed Steven. “Fuck, yeah.” With that, the tourniquet went back on my upper arm, and I felt the cool alcohol swab cleansing a spot for the point.

For me, it's the dark area sling at Spa Excess. I'm blindfolded, wrists restrained high above my head, leather harness, jockstrap and lubed up hole. Heaven on Earth!

You would be surprised. There are plenty of places in the United States where there is little to no sex education at all. And in a shocking (but not surprising, to those of us here) number of places, the only thing that can be taught about preventing pregnancy is abstinence. You're correct that a lot of the objections about "appropriate" material is the feeling on the far right that NOTHING about gays can be "appropriate" for children to learn.

It was Sunday night, and I was on my regular cruising tour in Berlin. I already took several loads in JAXX - a porn cinema. Most of them thru glory holes. Some I swallowed some were pumped in my ass. Still needing more, I ended up next door in SCHEUNE a rather sleazy sex club. I was 26 years old at that time and had gradually drifted from safe sex only to raw only. The only thing I was wearing were boots and some black jock-hotpants to give easy access to anybody who wanted to fuck me. I had a slim body with some muscles and almost no body hair. So, I was sucking an older guy that was sitting on a small brick wall bending over 90 degrees exposing my boy cunt. It didn't take long, and somebody slid his dick in my ass. I stopped my sucking and looked back. It was an older fat guy but his cock felt really good, so I turned back to the hard dick in front of me and continued to suck it. More and more guys joint and I felt multiple hands touching my almost naked body. Nobody said a thing. The only thing you could here was moaning and the slapping sound of fucking bodies. The guy that fucked me pulled his dick out and another guy took his place right away. Suddenly I heard some commotion nearby. Some mumbling and then a pretty loud voice. “Who needs a POZ load?” It became even more quiet as the guy continued to ramble. “I'm gonna give you my POZ babies!” Basically, everybody that came to SCHEUNE to have sex fucked raw including me. And most of the guys were probably POZ but I never heard anybody talking about it or even yelling it out. I let the dick that was all the way down my throat slide out again and looked around to see who was causing the commotion. It was a tall guy wearing black leather pants and a harness around his bare slightly hairy chest. On his left pec he had fairly large biohazard tattoo. So, I guess he wasn't just talk! The guy that was fucking me started to moan and shot his load into my guts and pulled out. The guy with the biohazard tattoo caught me staring at him and said: “I'm gonna POZ your little slut cunt!” He was absolutely right calling me as slut cunt, and I most likely have taken dozens of POZ cum loads already. So far though I never got infected with AIDS. I didn't move and was anxious to see if he would penetrate me. So far, I wasn't really chasing the gift. I just loved being fucked raw and take loads in my guts. When I started to let guys fuck me raw, I even avoided those who looked sick or very skinny. But soon I basically let anybody fuck me and give me their cum. The guy stared at me and unbuckled his pants. He presented a big hard dick covered with veins. He wore a cockring that was pushing his fat and firm balls forward. But best of all he had a fat PA piercing! A shiver went through my body when I said to him: “Please POZ me!” I felt like I just pulled the trigger handle of the guillotine. “Yeah bitch! You are gonna get it!” I spread my legs a little more and remained in that bend over position. The guy was standing right behind me and said: “Look at all that cum flowing out of your slutty boy cunt.” I felt the hard steel of the PA piercing pressing against my hole. “Nothing better than converting a young boy!” When he said converting, I felt doubts if I should really do this. I convinced myself with a couple of deep poppers hits. “Give it to me!”, I swallowed and added: “Give me your AIDS!” The crowd that was watching me being fucked by the other guy had disappeared. I guess they were intimidated by all that POZ talk. The guy grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them and pushed his fuck meat straight into me. I felt a sharp pain and tried to escape his penetration, but he grabbed my hips and held me tight. “Too late for second thoughts now, kid! Your little boy pussy is mine now!” The penetration pain subsided and turned into pure lust. I was so ready to knowingly take a POZ load. The guy pulled his dick out a little bit and said: “Look at that fat POZ meat in that little NEG hole!” He leaned forward and whispered in my ear: “Not NEG for long, though!” He let out a dirty laugh and started fucking me. His big fuck meat felt great, and I felt his massive PA piercing plowing my unprotected ass. I took a couple more hits of poppers which amplified that great sensation of being fucked raw. I moaned: “Please Sir. Fuck my slutty boy cunt!” He didn't answer and continued to fuck me with long slow strokes. “Give me your toxic cum!” The guy grabbed the poppers from my hand and took a couple of very long hits while he continued to plow my ass. He leaned forward again, returned the poppers and whispered: “I shoot cum like a horse they say.” His fucking intensified and I couldn't wait to take his POZ cum. “Please knock me up!” I noticed that some guys gathered around us again watching me getting POZed. First, they watched in silence but soon I heard them encouraging my fucker to bread me. The fucking got rougher and rougher. The guy put his left hand on my shoulder and his right on my belly. “Good boy! Get ready for my load now!”, he grunted. He rubbed my stomach and said: “I'm gonna flood that nice smooth belly with toxic POZ cum!” I hesitated a little but realized it is too late now anyway and answered: “Yeah! Please POZ my boy cunt!” The guy slammed his fuck meat balls deep into me and started to plant his POZ seed deep inside me. “Fuck! Yeah bitch! Take my AIDS load”, He yelled. I actually felt his cum spraying into my guts. The thought of getting inseminated with POZ cum took me over the edge. Just in time a pulled my rock-hard dick out of my shorts and shot my load against that little brick wall in front of me. He grabbed my hand by the wrist and led it to his shaft. “Feel it! Feel how it pulses the POZ cum into your little slut cunt!” I just gasped as I felt how his dick was contracting and expanding slightly pumping more and more sperm into me. He moved his still hard dick back and forth and grunted: “Let's spread that toxic seed all over your fuck canal.” I slowly came back to my senses while I felt the steel of his PA piercing plowing my cum filled pussy. Shit! What have I done?! I just knowingly took a POZ load in public. I could have pulled away from him and try to push out his lethal cum. But instead, I let him stay inside me creaming my guts with sperm. I looked around. There were four or five guys watching me getting impregnated. Two of them stroke their dicks. “In three or four weeks you can go around and knock up your little boyfriends.”, the guy said for everybody to hear. He finally pulled his fuck meat out of my tormented hole and pushed my bud cheeks firmly together. “You wanna keep that inside you as long as you can!” He put his dick into his leather pants and left. I went upstairs grabbed my clothes from the wardrobe and left. On my way home I touched my stomach imagining the toxic cum doing its work already. I promised myself that I would push all that sperm out as soon as I got home. As soon as I opened the door to my apartment I went straight to the bathroom. I took off my shirt looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at the toilet and took off my pants which left me just wearing those jock-shorts. The little Poppers bottle fell out of the pocket of my pants. I picked it up and took two deep hits. Right away I felt that great sensation and I thought about that POZ guy that fucked me so merciless. I put my middle finger in my sloppy fuck hole and held it under my nose. I inhaled that great cum smell as if I was sniffing Poppers. I licked the sperm off my finger and opened the drawer under the sink. On top of all the other sex toys lay my big black bud plug. I looked in the mirror and said to myself. “Fuck it! You know you want it!” It took some effort and some more poppers, but I pushed it in, and it sealed my cunt. I dropped into my bed and fell asleep right away.

and if I was the top, I would have hade sure you did - then flipped with you. BTW, we wouldn't have gone anywhere else for a couple of days.

I found myself having some more time this weekend, so I decided to continue a bit more. Here is the next part: Part 5: Coming home Ethan decides to take Thomas and Johnny to his home as both boys live quite far by train. Upon reaching his apartment, Ethan shows off the impressive space: A large living area with plenty of comfortable seating and entertainment systems, an open-plan kitchen stocked with delicious foods and drinks, a modern bathroom suite featuring both traditional showers and bathtub as well as an attached sauna room perfect for indulging their darkest desires without leaving the comfort of home. But it is when they enter his "playroom" that truly sets their hearts racing with excitement, equipped with everything two submissive sluts like themselves could ever want or need: A vast collection of BDSM gear including whips, floggers, restraints, cock rings and nipple clamps hung neatly from pegboards adorning the walls; numerous sex toys displayed invitingly in glass cases along one side of the room; an expansive array of sex furniture ranging from a luxurious Saint Andrew's cross to various bondage frames perfect for keeping them spread wide open during long nights filled with debauchery and depravity. The main focus point of the room is a massive king-sized bed with ornate posts at each corner and covered in a silky latex sheet - ideal for tying up their victims while Ethan took his pleasure or using as a surface to tie them into various kinky positions. Overhead hangs an impressive collection of rope, leather and chain which can be used not only for bondage but also creating complex macrame designs to adorn the slaves further or simply adding an extra level of humiliation when incorporated into their BDSM sessions together as Ethan's pets. Finally, in one corner sits an intimidating looking device that looks like something out of a medieval dungeon - this is Ethan's favorite toy for punishing naughty slaves who dare defy him: The Judas Cradle, or an adapted version of it, which would ensure both boys learn their place quickly under his firm but loving guidance. Thomas tries to grasp how it works, when Ethan explains he can stretch their assholes out using the cradle, tying a boy up and using a complicated system of levers and pulleys, lowers them onto a dildo or other toy. Depending on the punishment this can go from pleasurable to very, very painful. With everything laid bare before them, Thomas couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of awe mixed with fear as he gazed upon this erotic temple dedicated to sin and pleasure at his master's command alone. But when those beautiful brown eyes meet Ethan's dark orbs filled with promises of pain, passion, and ultimate submission, Thomas finds himself unable to resist. He takes a tentative step forward before sinking down on one knee beside the bed in front of his new Lord and Master: "I belong to you now, Master Ethan." he whispers huskily as heat spreads through his body at the thought of finally finding someone strong enough to take complete control over his life - someone like himself who knows no limits when it comes to indulging their twisted desires. Johnny watches with a mixture of lust and dread as Ethan nods approvingly before ordering both boys to strip naked completely then proceeds to grab handfuls of each slave's hair forcing them down onto all fours presenting themselves for his inspection. Thomas's ass cheeks clench involuntarily in anticipation at what is yet come while Johnny's cock throbs painfully as Master Ethan begins running his hands over their bodies like fine works of art. As they are subjected to this intense display of power, Thomas feels a sense of peace washing over him knowing that he is no longer in control - but also realizing just how much he enjoys being pushed beyond his limits like this under such skilled hands which show no mercy nor remorse for the pleasure they extract from their helpless victims. Meanwhile, Johnny watches on transfixed by this mesmerizing display of dominance and submission knowing that he too will soon learn what it means be truly owned by a man like Ethan. After their inspection by Master Ethan, Thomas and Johnny are made to stand before him naked as they were born. With a look of absolute determination on his face, Ethan retrieves a small box from one corner of the room filled with chains and tools that look more at home in a hardware store than this den of iniquity. He moves swiftly yet methodically fastening heavy collars around each boy's necks before affixing matching sets of shackles to their wrists and ankles locking them onto the bodies permanently. These new adornments serve as both reminders and symbols of their enslavement; proof for all who lay eyes upon them that they are now fully owned by this powerful man who has claimed them both as his own personal playthings. With a satisfied grin, Ethan steps back admiring his handiwork for a moment before issuing forth commands which send chills down their spines at the thought of what lies ahead: "Now then...I want you both on all fours presenting your asses to me like the good little sluts you are," he says, his voice cold and emotionless as stone but still manages convey a sense of barely restrained lust beneath its surface. "Johnny, come here my pretty boy and let's see what we can do about getting that sweet tight hole of yours stretched nice and wide for me to fuck it good and proper." As Johnny moves forward obediently like a zombie under his master's spell, Ethan grabs hold of the back of Johnny's neck guiding him towards Thomas who has already assumed position as ordered. As their asses press against each other in this intimate embrace it's clear that both boys are aroused by this display of dominance. With one final push, Ethan shoves his massive cock head between Johnny's puckered anus, a first taste for the newcomer that instantly brings tears to his eyes at how big and thick it feels invading him so forcefully all at once. But instead of pulling back in pain as most would expect upon such violation, Johnny whimpers out soft moans begging Master Ethan not stop pounding away inside him, a fact helped by Ethan secretly applying some Tina to his cock head before pushing forward which ensures maximum pleasure while also causing confusion within Johnny's addled brain as he struggles against his own base desires for the attention and adoration showered upon him by this new Lord and Master. Thomas meanwhile watches on eagerly with lustful eyes, craving his own turn at being fucked senseless by their powerful master while also experiencing an intense sense of pride knowing full well that both he and Johnny will soon belong entirely to this man. Ethan takes full advantage of his power over Thomas and Johnny, thrusting in and out of Johnny's tight ass like a possessed man driven by lust alone while at the same time fondling Thomas' cock, rubbing it in circles until he is leaking precum all over his chest. When he feels that both boys are ready for their next round of debauchery, Ethan releases his cock from the wanting boy. Without pausing for even a moment to catch their breath, Ethan orders them both into position on their back. His plan is to tie each boy up spread eagled, laying next to one another like two cum-stained slabs of meat ready for his pleasure as he grabs hold of large syringes filled with a cocktail of drugs that will keep them both high and aroused until he decides enough is enough. As each needle pierces their flesh sending shudders of pleasure coursing through their veins, Ethan positions himself between the two bound boys taking turns fucking them mouth and ass while also forcing his cock down Johnny's throat until he can feel the boy gagging on it. He doesn't care though because for him this is about complete ownership; showing Johnny who holds power in this relationship while reminding Thomas exactly why he belongs to him alone. Ethan grabs another syringe filled with a powerful dose of drugs used to treat erectile dysfunction before squatting down between their legs aiming at Johnny's cock, which he knows has become hypersensitive thanks to all the abuse it's been taking over these past hours since Ethan claimed them as his own. With a quick thrust, he drives the needle deep into Johnny's engorged member causing him to scream in pain yet still unable to resist due to the mind-numbing effects of both the drugs already inside his system and mastery that Ethan wields over him so effortlessly at this point. Now, the only thing that is missing is getting high himself - watching over his two little playthings as they writhe beneath him helpless against their own base desires which he has twisted into something darker more sinister than either could have ever imagined possible when first joining his ranks just mere hours ago. With his heart racing from both anticipation and excitement, Ethan retrieves the final syringe from its place on a nearby table. He inspects it carefully making sure every detail is perfect before bringing it to bear upon himself as he positions the needle against his own flesh at his arm. Slowly but surely, he depresses the plunger releasing a potent mixture of chemicals into his veins that will enhance both sensation and pleasure while also numbing him slightly from pain allowing him to indulge in their perversions for longer periods without fatigue setting in. As he feels the warmth spreading throughout his body, Ethan's cock twitches, eagerly anticipating what is coming next - an intense session of fisting Thomas's asshole after first taking care to fill up Johnny. It's his way of reminding them both that even though they may think they can escape from this dark world, the truth remains: They belong to him now. Ethan moves behind Johnny whose eyes flutter shut unable to bear witness to what's about happen next, but still feels every touch nonetheless thanks in part to those wicked drugs coursing through their systems like electric current sparking new pathways of pleasure previously unimaginable. With a gentle yet firm grip, Ethan grabs hold of Johnny's ass cheeks, pulling them apart and exposing his tight rosy asshole still glistening wet with spilled cum and remnants of lube. The butt plug appears out of nowhere, its massive size dwarfing even Johnny's impressive proportions as it slides into his tight anus causing him to scream like a stuck pig but unable to stop himself from moaning, thanks again in part due those same drugs that are now beginning work their magic throughout their bodies, making them high on the pain just as much as the pelasure they were feeling earlier when chasing that first taste of release so desperately. As Johnny tries adjusting to this newfound intrusion, Ethan turns his attention towards Thomas who is lying there helplessly awaiting whatever torment Master Ethan has planned for him next. Without further ado, Ethan squirts a liberal amount of lube onto his large hands, preparing them for the task at hand while also giving Thomas time to adjust himself mentally and emotionally as he prepares to face what is undoubtedly going to be one of most intense ass-play experiences yet as their sadomasochistic journey together breaks past new barriers into depths. Thomas gulps down the lube that's been squirted into his hole, lubricating himself and making it easier for Master Ethan to take control. The anticipation of what is about to happen builds inside him like an avalanche gathering momentum, and his breath comes in quick little gasps as he tries his best to calm the racing thoughts that fill his head, knowing full well there's no escape from this sex dream turned reality now. Ethan positions himself behind Thomas and slowly but surely begins pushing one thick finger at a time into Thomas' ass, taking care not to rush things lest he damage something irreparable inside him. As each digit sinks deeper into Thomas' body, his hole stretches wider, opening itself up like petals of a flower under Master Ethan's gentle yet insistent touch. The sensation is unlike anything the boy has experienced before: part pleasure, part pain - all mixed together in a heady cocktail of debauchery that leaves him wanting more. Meanwhile down below where Johnny's ass was recently ravaged by Ethan's massive butt plug, he discovers its true purpose – as he feels intense vibration emanating from his bowels. At first, he thinks something has gone terribly wrong until he realizes what is actually happening: With every thrust or movement Ethan makes in Thomas's ass and every moan the boy exhales, the butt plug sends waves of pleasure coursing through Johnny's own body; amplifying and enhancing whatever sensations Master Ethan is creating within him. It's like being fucked from the inside out – a feeling that pushes the boy further into madness than even he thought possible. The sounds of pleasure fill the room as both boys moan and grunt with every move their master makes; their bodies betraying them as they succumb to this perverse fantasy world created just for them by none other than Master Ethan himself, who stands before them now – tall, proud and unapologetic about his desires or intentions for them in any way. His cock twitches with anticipation knowing full well that soon enough it will yet again claim both these delicious holes as its own; pounding them into submission under relentless force. His fingers buried deep inside Thomas' hole while simultaneously feeling the rhythmic pulsations from Johnny's ass brought on by the vibrating butt plug beneath him, Ethan decides that now is finally time for fisting – something he has been looking forward to ever since they first entered his chambers. With one last glance downward at both submissive boys beneath him quivering with desire and anticipation alike, he begins by pushing his knuckles into Thomas's now stretched-open ass hole, taking things slow at first to gauge the boy's response and make sure he doesn't cause any irreparable damage. As Thomas gasps and moans from both pleasure and pain, Ethan can feel his body trembling under his touch – a mix of excitement mixed with fear that sends shivers down Master Ethan's spine. With every thrust deeper into Thomas's body, the feeling intensifies: both for the slave as his senses are overloaded by this newfound intimacy, and for him who relishes in exerting power over another person through such extreme means of dominance. The sound of ripping flesh echoes through the room, drowned out only by moans of pleasure-pain emanating from both Thomas and Ethan as they reach heights of sexual intensity never experienced before. As Master Ethan's cock grows harder than it has ever been, he starts moving faster – pumping his fist in and out of Thomas with a furious pace that leaves neo-one guessing about his true intentions or desires in this moment. With each thrust forward, Ethan feels himself becoming more and more possessed by the power he holds over this beautiful creature before him; while simultaneously watching over Johnny's face down below as those powerful vibrations sent coursing through his own body transform the young man from one state of ecstasy to another at breakneck speed. Inside Thomas's ass, Ethan can feel his fingers sinking deeper into flesh that seems almost liquid now; the skin inside the boy's ass being the softest he's ever encountered yet still managing to provide enough resistance to make this entire act all that more thrilling for both participants involved. His hand is surrounded by heat, moisture and unbridled passion as each inch of his arm disappears into Thomas; pushing deeper than even he thought possible until finally there is nothing left of his hand on pulse. Just a massive fist buried deep inside another human being's body – a feat that would be considered [banned word] by most standards but under these circumstances serves only to heighten the experience, including Ethan himself who can feel his own orgasm building up within him. Thomas, on the other hand feels Ethan's fingers stretching him wide open; every inch of his ass being consumed by this immense presence that threatens to engulf him completely at any moment yet still managing to leave room for more – a sensation unlike anything he could have ever imagined before entering Master Ethan's world. The pain is unbearable at times, pushing Thomas right to the edge of his sanity but even then he can feel himself wanting more – needing more in order satisfy this insatiable hunger that seems to grow stronger with each passing second spent inside Ethan's chambers of depravity. Ethan starts punching harder now; taking what was once thought impossible to Thomas and turning it into reality right before their very eyes. The sound of bone meeting flesh echoes throughout the chamber along with cries of pleasure-pain emanating from both boys below him whose bodies seem to be on fire with lust and desire for each other under Master Ethan's watchful gaze. Ethan continues punching at a faster and more brutal pace; his fist slamming into Thomas's now gapingly stretched-open ass with a sickening wet slapping sound that fills the chamber. The feeling of power coursing through him is unlike anything he's ever experienced before, and it only intensifies as he watches both boys writhe in agony beneath his touch yet still moaning and begging for more. Finally, Ethan feels himself start to slip out of Thomas's wrecked ass hole. As the last of his fist escapes its prison, Thomas's body goes limp with exhaustion and relief – every muscle tensed up from this non-stop assault on his senses. Looking down at the now gapingly open wreck that was once Thomas's ass, Ethan sees a pink cavernous hole staring back up at him; open and gapin, rimmed by swollen blood vessels and torn muscles stretched around it like rubber bands ready to snap at any moment. His cock throbs in response, aching for nothing more than plunging itself into this ravaged orifice and claiming it as his own in every conceivable way possible. Without hesitation, Ethan reaches down between Johnny's legs and frees the butt plug buried deep inside him – revealing yet another gaping hole that's been stretched open wide for Master Ethan's pleasure. With both holes now primed and waiting, he selects two of the largest toys from his collection; each designed specifically to test limits and push boundaries of human anatomy past anything the boys would have ever experienced. As he slides the first monstrous toy, a long but skinny tentacle dildo, into Johnny's ass – feeling it slide past layers of tissue that have been stretched so thin they barely offer any resistance – Ethan can almost taste blood mingling with precum on his tongue; a telltale sign that these holes are more than ready to take what he has in store for them without complaint or hesitation. And so, he begins: pumping the first toy into Johnny while simultaneously pushing the second one, a shorter and thicker cock-shaped dildo, deeper inside Thomas – intent on showing both of them who truly holds power over their bodies and souls. With them lodged firmly inside each boy's ass now, Ethan begins thrusting at a furious pace; grunting and moaning in tandem with his own movements as he watches two of the most perfect creations ever born being pounded into submission under relentless force of his insatiable lust. Ethan's cock throbs harder than it ever has before, leaking precum onto Thomas and Johnny below him; The urge to come growing stronger by the moment as he watches over these two beautiful submissive boys whose bodies have been transformed into nothing more than playthings meant solely for his amusement. And so, he removes Thomas's toy, lines up his cock at the entrance of this gaping hole before him and plunges himself deep inside with a single powerful thrust that sends tremors throughout not only Master Ethan but also the owner of the body being used as a vessel for his darkest desires. Of course, after all the abuse Thomas's hole is loose enough to easily accommodate such an invasion, not even providing enough resistance to make this act satisfying to Ethan's sensitive cock. As Master Ethan slides back out, he lubes up his hand and reaches for his cock once again – this time preparing himself for a dual-penetration unlike any other ever witnessed: he wants to jerk his own cock inside of Thomas's fleshy fuck canal. And so he does, pushing first one then two fingers deep into Thomas's ass as they start moving together in perfect sync with each other; sending waves of pleasure through both boys beneath him that only serve to intensify Master Ethan's own orgasm building up inside him with every passing moment. The master skillfully slides his fist back into the boy's hole, pushing further than ever before, stretching Thomas wider and wider with each thrust. With that it is time to line up his cock once again but this time there will be no gentle entry; Ethan plans on burying himself deep inside Thomas with both fist and cock simultaneously. For Thomas, this means his hole will soon be filled with two massive objects pushing against the walls of his insides: His ass now the ultimate plaything for Master Ethan's sadistic pleasure. Without further hesitation, Ethan positions himself at the head of Thomas's stretched-open ass; lubing up his cock with precum and lube before plunging both his fist and cock into the boy's hole in a single powerful thrust that pushes all boundaries of pleasure and pain even further than before. As he buries himself to the hilt inside Thomas, Ethan can feel every inch of his length disappearing into this gaping void; the heat and tightness surrounding him only adding fuel to the fire burning inside Master Ethan as he watches both boys beneath him quiver with desire and anticipation. Now fully embedded within Thomas's ass, Ethan begins moving – thrusting forward at a furious pace while simultaneously jerking his cock in time with his fist. His other hand reaches around to stroke Johnny's hard cock; teasing it mercilessly as he watches over him from the corner of his eye. As Ethan's orgasm builds inside, he feels himself grow larger and harder still – pushing against Thomas's now seemingly bottomless abyss with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against flesh echoes through the room along with cries of pleasure-pain emanating from those beautiful mouths below: Two souls being molded into perfect creatures meant solely for Master Ethan's amusement. Finally, as the climax reaches its peak and begins to crest over them like a tidal wave, Ethan feels his entire body convulse – every muscle tightening in response as hot ropes of thick cum spill from his cock into Thomas's ass before being pulled back out again by the relentless rhythm of Master Ethan's thrusts. And with each stroke, another wave crashes onto their shores; marking them all as his forever and ever. The wave of climax washes over Master Ethan as his body convulses with each powerful thrust; the sounds of skin slapping against flesh and cries of pleasure-pain echoing throughout the room like some perverse symphony only heard by those who dare to venture into these darkest corners of human nature. As he finishes emptying himself inside Thomas, Master Ethan feels the urge to humilate the boy, reminding him of his place and role in this twisted tale. With a smirk, he leans down and whispers into Thomas's ear, "You know, Thomas, I can barely feel your insides anymore when I fuck you. It's almost as if your ass wasn't designed for a cock, but more as a canal to fist and pump." His words carry weight that sends shivers down the boy's spine; both from embarrassment and excitement at being so deeply marked by Master Ethan. He slowly slides out, leaving nothing but destruction in his wake. Thomas is gaping, his insides clearly visible and the cum Ethan deposited slowly dripping out. Ethan grabs the vibrating plug that used to be stuffed into Johnny, and puts an end to that, stuffing the boy’s hole. Next, it's time for some special attention for Johnny as well: With one hand still firmly wrapped around his cock – now hard as a rock thanks to all the teasing earlier – Ethan pulls back, lining up Johnny's hole with his still engorged member. But instead of simply entering him, Master Ethan decides on adding another level of humiliation before allowing himself this release. Grabbing a handful of Thomas's ass juice from the mess surrounding them on the floor, he forces it into Johnny's ass – making sure that every last drop seeps inside his hole as he grinds against him, pushing and pulling while forcing Johnny to accept this filthy offering from Master Ethan's own hand. With a final push forward, Ethan slides himself deep into Johnny; moaning loudly as he feels their bodies intertwine in yet another act of submission and dominance. And as he begins moving within Johnny, Master Ethan feels himself getting closer and closer to release just minutes after emptying himself inside Thomas. But before that can happen, he pulls back once again, ready to deliver another round of humiliation meant specifically for Thomas's loose hole and shattered pride beneath him. "You see, Thomas, my cum is still pouring out of you while your asshole clamps down on that huge plug," Master Ethan shouts maliciously, "and that is why I kept your friend around: not only for his pretty face and mouth, but also for that amazing ass of his; tight enough to hold my load yet loose enough when I need it." With that final word of humiliation, Master Ethan lets go, unleashing a torrent of cum inside Johnny as their bodies finally give way under pressure building up inside both boys for far too long. As exhaustion finally washes over Ethan, he clarifies "Your hole is meant for stretching, a loose pussy incapable of pleasing my desire to fuck." He then moves towards Thomas who looks completely drained and used as Master Ethan pulls out his still-hard cock from Johnny's ass. With one last glance at both boys beneath him – now soiled with his own seed and the evidence of their submission - Ethan stands up, signaling the end of this particular scene in his ongoing saga of depravity and degradation. The boys look at each other, still affixed to Master Ethan's bed. Their eyes say more than a thousand words: They are happier than they have ever been before. They are both now marked for life as property; serving different uses but always under the same command – to be used however Master Ethan sees fit without hesitation or complaint. And while this may sound like hell on Earth, for them there is no other way they'd rather live their lives than by submitting completely into Ethan's twisted fantasies of control and domination. For in those darkest corners where most fear to tread, lies the ultimate liberation that comes from knowing one's true purpose and embracing it without reservation.

Hooked up with a Notre Dame student on Friday night (in town for the A&M-ND football game) at his hotel. It was fun and he was cute, but nothing special or anything. Left him with a couple of loads in his guts.

3. “What the fuck am I doing,” I said out loud standing in front of my bedroom mirror. It was 1 in the afternoon, I had half an hour before I needed to leave for Sir’s place…if I was going to leave for Sir’s place. I’d gone back and forth with myself for several restless hours during the night and the whole morning. Now I stood, pretending I was unsure of what I was going to do, in just a jockstrap in front of my mirror. I’d never really been one for jockstraps. My ex and I had bought them because we’d thought they might be sexy but it hadn’t done much for us. Or at least that’s what we had told each other. Wearing it now felt right. The thin white pouch clung to my constantly hard dick forming what I thought was a somewhat impressive mound. The thick waistband accentuated my athletic frame, my dense treasure trail leading down from my bellybutton and diving beneath it. I turned to look at my ass and appreciated how the straps held my thick lightly furry cheeks up. I looked hot. I felt hot. I felt like… one of the bottoms I saw in porn. I pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, slipped into a pair of Converse, and left for Sir’s house. He lived just on the other side of campus, and only a few blocks from the gym where he’d met my ex. I found his house easily enough and then stopped across the street looking at the perfectly ordinary suburban house. This moment felt somehow monuments, like this was my last moment to go back. If I crossed that street, walked up the tidy front path and knocked on his door I was sealing my fate. If I made it that far I was committed, though I wasn’t really sure to what. To getting fucked by Sir, a man who’s face I had never seen, a fact I had only really thought about on my walk, or to getting fucked by a room full of men… what did he have planned for me. In the end both possibilities made my dick throb in my jock. At precisely 2pm, I took a deep breath, crossed the street and walked as confidently as I could up to Sir’s front door. I had almost expected that my ex was going to open the door, naked, collared and caged; but instead HE opened the door. Towering above me was a massive hulk of a man. He had a square rugged face, with dark twinkling eyes, and a thin handsome mouth. A short tough looking beard covered his strong chin. His hair was cut short, though slightly longer on the top and flecked with gray through giving him a distinguished look and an innate air of authority. He wore a white tank top the showed off his broad shoulders and revealed the thick sprawling mass of hair that covered his round firm looking pecs. My eyes traveled down to his shorts and stout tree trunk legs. His shorts were small, fatigue green, and left little to the imagination. I could clearly see the outline of his cock pointing off to his left. “I saw you across the street, there was a moment when I thought you might just make a run for it… but no… you want this too bad don’t you.” He grabbed his crotch and shook his cock. My mouth went dry and all I could do was nod. “I can’t hear you boy.” “Yes… yes Sir.” I stammered. “Good. Come inside.” He stepped back making space for me to enter. I don’t know if I’d thought I was going to walk right into a sex dungeon or what exactly but I didn’t expect Sir’s house to be so normal. The front room was smartly decorated with a hit of retro that fit the house’s Midcentury vibes. As I looked around more thought I noticed that almost every photo, painting, or piece of art was of men in various stages of undress and often in provocative positions. “Take your shoes off and follow me,” Sir said, and started off up a staircase. I followed him to the second floor and down the hall where he opened a door to a spacious bedroom. “Here’s what’s going to happen boy,” he said turning to face me. “I’m going to give you the exact same treatment I gave you ex. I want you to see how I turned him from your loving boyfriend into my horny little cumdump, and if all goes well for you, you’ll end up right next to him downstairs in the play room begging for loads from me and all my horny friends.” “But he didn’t know that’s what you were doing… did he?” “Not in as much detail as you,” he took a step towards me closing the gap between us, “but I was honest with him. I told him,” as he got closer to me he lowered his voice to a seductive whisper, “that once he’d had a real man’s raw cock inside him your condom covered dick was never going to be enough. I warned him that raw cock was addictive and once he had that first load inside him he’d want more. I told him… that, if I was right about him, once I’d bred him he’d be mine… and I was right.” He was right in front of me now, his mouth inches from mine, his eyes boring into me. “After he took that first load he couldn’t get enough. He was begging me to fuck him again later that day. He didn’t even feel guilty about cheating on you once he felt my hot load inside his hole. Two days later I had him on his back in this very bed desperate for another load.” His hands came to rest on my sides and I felt a bolt of electricity shoot through my body. “The next week it wasn’t just my loads he was after he wanted me stretch out his hole help him take cock better.” He started to pull my shirt off over my head. I was putty in his hands. “He wanted me to ruin him. Then it was only two more weeks before that wasn’t enough. He didn’t just want a nice open fuck hole, he wanted me to turn his hole into a cunt. He wanted to have a wrecked cumdump hole.” He dropped my shirt on the ground and started to undo my pants. My heart was pounding so hard I was certain I was shaking. “Then it wasn’t enough to be horny bottom, he wanted me to become a proper sub pig. He wanted to be owned. I made him beg for two weeks, each time getting more and more of his fantasies out of him.” My pants fell around my ankles and I stood there in nothing but my jockstrap hard as a rock. “That’s when he told me he wanted to be gangbanged, to be bred over and over again. That he wanted to be made into nothing but a sex toy, a hole to be used. He told me about how he wanted his hole stretched and trained, to be gaped and fisted. That he wanted to be the ultimate pig.” He grabbed the back of my head and held my face close to his. “But all that started with this,” and he pulled me into a kiss. His tongue pushed roughly into my mouth, forcing my lips apart. I moaned into his mouth and melted into the kiss. I pressed myself against his body. One of his hands kept a firm pressure on the back of my head holding me in the kiss and the other pressed into the small of my back. It was so intimate and yet so forceful. I felt trapped but not from anything I’d ever want to escape. I wrapped my arms around his neck holding myself tight to him. Eventually he broke the kiss and smiled at me, a low growl coming from deep in his throat, “Good boy.” He stepped back and pulled his own shirt off and then walked towards the bed. Just before sitting down he shoved his shorts to the ground and kicked them off. When he turned back around perched on the edge of the bed he was completely naked, his beautiful meaty cock pointing straight upright. I stared at it unable to look away. It was even more impressive in person. It was darker than most of his skin, with several thick veins twisting across its taught surface. Hanging below were two pengulus balls, that somehow just looked like they produced massive amounts of cum. Then surrounding it all was a wide dense thicket of pubes the likes of which I had never seen. I was by no means smooth, but this… this was a man’s bush. “Are you just going to look or are you going to get on your knees and suck my cock boy.” I blinked like I was coming out of a trance and said, “Yes Sir!” before kicking my pants off and practically running over to him. I feel to my knees between his legs and reached out shaking hand. His cock felt hot in my hand and impossibly hard. I looked at it a moment longer, taking in the wide shaft, the blunt precum slicked head, and then opened my mouth and started trying to swallow its monstrous length. “Good, good boy. Get my cock nice and wet. Slobber all over it,” he said as I worked my way down his shaft. “That’s it, take that cock,” he put one hand on the back of my head and pushed down a little. I struggled not to choke but was determined to impress him. I wanted him to be proud of me. I wanted to make him feel good. But there was something else, and I didn’t realize it till his hand was on the back of my head and I was struggling for breath but still gobbling down his cock… I wanted to show him I was a better boy than my ex. I was so lost in the revelation of my competitive urges that I didn’t notice how much of his cock had gone down my throat till my nose hit his pubes. Feeling the hair on my face my eyes flew open and I suddenly gasped. Except I couldn’t gasp because my throat was full of hard pulsing dick. Sir chuckled, and let up the pressure. I pulled off his cock, gasping for breath, my eyes watering a little and thick spit coving my mouth and dripping down my chin. “Good boy, you lost yourself for a minute there and really started to deep throat me. Getting my cock down your throat takes practice. It took your ex two weeks to get that far.” I smiled to myself at that. “Oh you like hearing that don’t you? Are you feeling a little competitive?” “Maybe Sir.” “Like you’ve got a little something to prove?” “I guess so Sir.” “That’s alright, its probably only natural in your… unusual circumstances. Now come on, get my cock down your throat again. Show me how badly you want it in your hole.” I dove forward, even more determined to impress Sir than before. I managed to get about two thirds of the way down his shaft this time before he had to add pressure to help me. I started breathing through my nose, taking big breaths when I pulled back, and letting it out as I gobbled him up. “Good boy, work my cock. It feels good to service me doesn’t it. It feels good to choke on my cock. You can take a little more.” He pressed on the back of my head and the rest of his cock slid down my throat. I gulped one last big breath of air, and shoved my nose in his pubes. I swallowed and gagged, working my tongue around his thick shafts. My jaw hurt. My mouth felt stretched to breaking. For a moment I felt like I was going to pass out and then he pulled me back, his cock falling from my gaping mouth, and I gasped for air. “I knew you could do it. Good boy.” He pulled me up by my armpits and dragged me into another kiss. His arms wrapped around me, holding me to him. His tongue invaded my mouth. I kissed him back, throwing my arms around his neck to hold myself up. His hands traveled down my body till they were cradling my ass. Slowly his fingers inched along pulling at my cheeks. Never breaking the kiss he slowly pried my cheeks apart, his fingers getting closer and closer to my hole. When the first digit pressed against my tight nearly virgin hole I moaned into his mouth. My ex had fucked me a few times, always safe, outside of that I had been fucked maybe five times in my whole life and always by fairly average or small cocks. I had no idea how Sir’s massive cock was going to fit in my hole but I knew I wanted it to. “Good, good,” he cooed as his finger pressed against my hole. “Make that tight little hole wink for me. It won’t be tight for much longer.” “Fuck Sir!” “You want my load don’t you boy? You want me to breed you?” “Yes Sir!” “Yes Sir what?” “I want you to breed me! I want you to give me my first load!” “Just like your ex boyfriend, I rubbed his little pink hole for two seconds and he was begging me to shoot my load inside him.” He brought one of his fingers up to my mouth and pressed it past my lips. “Get my finger wet boy,” he commanded. I did as he said and slobbered all over his thick finger. The he took it back and started rubbing my own spit onto my hole. He pressed the tip of his finger against my tight ring, pushing another moan out of me. Suddenly he pulled me up, tossing me onto the bed so I landed on my chest with my ass in the air, he got behind me and smacked me on the ass. I let out a yep and was about to say something else when I felt his stubble on my ass cheeks and his tongue flicked across my hole. All words left me when I felt the warm wetness of his tongue. I moaned and pushed my ass back instinctively. I understood how my ex had been corrupted so easily. This man, he gave off this aura that made you want to serve him. It seemed to override your own thoughts and desires and tap into something instinctual and primal. He brought something out in you that you’d never known was there. I’d felt it even just in his messages, but now that I was in his presence… in his grasp… it was even more powerful. I reached back and spread my cheeks for him, burying my face into the bedsheets. He held onto my hips, keeping me in place as I writhed with pleasure. Back and forth his tongue flicked, dancing across my hole, smearing spit all over my ass. I knew he was priming me for his cock and that made it even hotter. “It feels good to submit to me doesn’t it boy?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy, this isn’t just about my pleasure. You need to enjoy it too. Its you giving into the pleasure that will make you mine, that will lead you down the path to being a cumdump. Let go, and let it feel good.” “Oh fuck, yes Sir! It feels so good!” “I want you to take a deep breath boy, hold it, count to ten and then let it out very, very slowly; and as you do, imagine every muscle in your body letting go and going limp. Can you do that?” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy. Deep breath in…” I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and held it and then after ten seconds let it out very slowly. I imagined a wave washing over me and as it hit each part of my body it relaxed, all of the tension went away. When the wave reached my ass I imagined my cheeks becoming soft and my hole becoming slack. Sir sensed his moment and pressed his tongue against my hole again. This time he wasn’t just licking around my hole but pushing into me. As the wave continued over me my hole opened for him and his tongue slipped inside. I moaned into the bed. Sir growled his appreciation as he began to make out with my hole. I was putty in his hands. My body stayed relaxed, as if it had no other choice. Sir’s tongue invaded my ass and worked me open. He slathered spit all over me, working it inside of me preparing me to be opened wider that I had ever thought possible. He pulled his tongue back, and I heard him spit. I felt his finger again, carrying a thick wad of spit. He rubbed it on my hole and then worked the tip of his finger past my tight ring. “Same thing again boy, deep breath, hold it for ten and let it out slowly.” Compulsively, I followed his instructions. Breath in, count to ten, breath out and imagine the wave. This time when Sir sensed his moment he pushed forward not with his tongue but his finger. It was easier than I could have dreamed. My hole bloomed open for him and his finger slid easily inside. “Holy shit!” I screamed. “Good boy, good boy,” he said patting my ass with his other hand, “You’re doing so well, you’re going to make Sir so happy. That’s just one finger boy, imagined how good my fat cock is going to feel inside you. You’ll be moaning like a whore.” “Fuck Sir! I want it so bad.” “Want what boy? I cant give you what you don’t ask for.” “Your cock Sir! I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me! I want your load.” “Good boy.” He started twisting his finger around and around, siding it in and out of my hole. I groaned each time he moved it. He spat on my hole against and I felt another finger press into me. I imagined the wave once more and felt my hole spread to allow as a second finger inside. He worked my hole with two fingers for a few minutes and then dropped another wad of spit onto my slicked ass and began to work a third finger into me. He spread and twisted his fingers pulling at my ring. Little by little he opened me, making sure my hole was used to being spread wide. I just lay there, ass up, pushing back against his fingers, and took it. There wasn’t a drop of resistance in my mind as he stretched my hole wider than it had ever been stretched. I had never imagined myself a bottom, let alone a sub bottom. In all of my fantasies and porn watching being stretched open by a burly dominant man with a massive dick had never come up. Yet now that I was in Sir’s presence it was all I could think about and it seemed the most natural thing in the world. I couldn’t imagine not giving in to him.

2. It took me a long time to respond to my ex. It wasn’t until later that night that I texted him back saying. “Thank you for telling me.” I honestly didn’t know what to say. It was obvious there was no going back, not that I wanted to. His giving himself over to Sir had not only changed him. I’d jerked off for the rest of the afternoon watching the two videos and rereading the messages. It was so hot seeing him used like that, hearing him beg for Sir’s load, and then lastly the picture of him transformed into Sir’s pig. I couldn’t get enough of it. It was after eleven that night when I got another message for Sir. My hands were shaking as I opened it. “Your ex is going to make an excellent sex toy,” it said under a picture taken from above of my ex on all fours, the thick chain visible around his neck, being spit roasted with not a condom in sight. For a moment I just sat looking at the photo, and then I typed back. “I’m glad he’s serving you well.” I don’t know why I did it. I was conflicted, this man had ended a two-year relationship, I had though I loved my ex… but at the same time seeing him turned into a sex object and used was so hot. After another beat I added, “How did this happen? When did you start fucking him?” “You want the story of how I turned your condoms only monogamous boyfriend into a cum hungry sub pig?” I paused again… I did? “Yes,” I sent back impulsively. “Yes what?” I didn’t know how to respond for a moment, but then it clicked, “Yes Sir.” “Good boy.” I felt an odd thrill go through me even just reading the words. I could hear his voice as he called my ex boy and it was intoxicating. “I found your ex at the gym, almost two months ago. He couldn’t take his eyes off me in the locker room. After a week of his staring I went up to him and asked if he liked what he saw. He was so nervous he could barely speak, but he followed me back to my place and took his first load from me. He kept saying ‘I’ve never done this I don’t know if I should,’ till I got my fat cock in his tight cunt raw and then it was ‘breed me Sir, give me my first load.’ And after that he was hooked, he’s been begging me for my loads ever since.” “Wow… I had no idea.” I really hadn’t. I’d noticed that he had been going to the gym more, but he was also showing results. I had never guessed all his working out was a cover to meet an older man and get fucked without a condom. “Oh yes. He’s taken my load at least twice a week for the last two months. He’s gone on dates with you with my load deep in his guts. And every time he did he became more and more my boy. Each load he took made him more desperate for the next, till he was begging to be mine. I told him the only way to be my boy was to give over completely and tell you the truth of who he is. He’s a faggot cumdump and he belongs to me.” “Wow…” I stopped for a moment unsure how to respond. “That’s so hot,” I finally typed out and then hit send before I chickened out. “You liked watching me turn your boyfriend into a bottom slut didn’t you boy?” “Well…” “Answer me boy.” “Yes. Yes Sir.” “Good boy. If only you’d figured out what a sub your ex was he could have been on his knees servicing you right now but instead…” He sent another picture. This time it showed my ex on his knees with Sir’s cock halfway down his throat while another hairy man fucked him. “Fuck…how many other guys are there Sir?” “That’s my friend Pete, he’s the last one of the night, but your ex now has an even dozen loads up his hole. I through him a little gang bang party to celebrate giving himself over to being a pig. It was one of his fantasies.” “I wish I’d known… that’s so hot.” ‘You wish you’d gotten to be one of the tops and breed his sloppy hole?” “Yeah!” I responded quickly, but right as I did another text appeared from Sir, “Or do you wish you’d been the one getting bred by a room full of tops.” I stopped… it was unclear if I’d been responding to wanting to be a top at my ex’s gangbang or if I’d wanted to be the one getting used. “Well which is it boy?” My fingers froze, presented with the question I actually wasn’t clear. I’d been the top the entire time with my ex but… the thought of a room full of men like Sir… the only place I could see myself in that room was on all fours servicing them. After a minute I typed out my response, “I wish I’d been the one getting fucked.” “Your ex didn’t just get fucked boy… he got bred by eight different guys and ended up with twelve loads in his sloppy cunt. Is that what you want boy?” Was that what I wanted? I rubbed my hand across my straining briefs and felt how hard my cock was at the thought. It was pretty obvious I was at least turned on by the idea. “You want your hole to end up looking like this?” Sir texted, and sent a picture of my ex’s upturned ass. His cheeks were spread showing his wet sloppy hole. The hair across his cheeks was matted down, and a little dribble of cum was leaking from his puffy lips. I’d never seen his ass look like that though I’d eaten it every time before I fucked it. Normally his hole was tight and pink, a little pert sphincter, but now it was red and swollen, and dripping. My fingers moved before I could have a single conscious thought about what I was doing. “Yes, Sir. I want to be bred by a room full of men and made into a sloppy mess.” “No wonder it didn’t work out between you two,” Sir responded, “Two cumdumps in a relationship never works.” “I don’t know if I’m really a cumdump.” “Hahaha. Of course you are. You’ve just been denying it. I bet you’ve been watching those videos of your ex taking my cock all afternoon. I bet it made you cum harder than you’ve ever cum and you were still horny. I bet you’re looking at that picture of his worn out hole right now wishing it was you in his place.” “I don’t know…” “Yes you do. Meet me tomorrow,” he sent his address, “at 2pm. I’ll show you what a cumdump you really are.” I dropped my phone suddenly terrified but incredibly turned on. “It’s ok boy,” Sir texted, “I know you’re nervous. You don’t have to say anything. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I just lay there on my bed staring at the ceiling for a long time. I didn’t know what to do. My heart was in my chest, but my cock was hard as a rock. After a while I couldn’t help myself I went back and started looking at the pictures again. I watched my ex boyfriend’s face as Sir slid deep inside him. I watched him confess into the camera that he was a cumdump, that he belonged to Sir. I looked at the picture of him getting spit roasted, of him sucking on Sir’s fat cock, and lastly of his well-used hole. Finally an hour after Sir had told me to come to his house the next day I responded, “Yes, Sir. I’ll be there.” Almost instantly he replied, “Good boy.”

this is the story of how i became a bottom bitch for the city's best BBC escort PART 1 His name was Tom. We met right after he moved here, he wasn't in the trade at the time. young, actually; he was 19 and I was 23. I was a tall, thin, hung, vers guy at the time. 6'4" 190, with a very thick 8" uncut cock that got a lot of attention. Of course, I suspected his black dick was even bigger. Our first few meetings were just awkward casual stuff, making out here and there, nothing serious. That changed though, one night, when he invited me over to his new apartment. I didn't really know what to expect, but given how hot he was, I was never going to turn him down. Black guys in my town were very rare, and he was 6'1", 200lb, built and packing a 9" uncut thick piece I'd only begun to play with. I knew I wanted him, I just didn't know how badly. At any rate, he told me to head to his place that night, and I obeyed. When I got there, he was chilling on his couch, smoking a joint and watching some bareback porn. I immediately noticed the glass pipe and a small bag of crystal on his table; i'd done the stuff only once before, and I ended up getting raped all night by a guy I'd never seen again - but it was one of the best nights of my life, all the same. I sat down next to him. "You smoke t?" he asked, caressing my thigh. "Done it before, never smoked it though." "You'll like it." he said, as he reached for the pipe and lit it. He took a huge toke, winked at me, and tugged at my shirt. I exhaled as I fell into him, and we kissed gently as he blew the smoke back into my lungs. "See? Have some more." He passed me the pipe, and torched the chamber for me, as I sucked it back, several times more. I sat back, as he did the same. All of a sudden, my body was buzzing; my ass was tingling; my cock shriveled into my balls. As he finished toking, I took off my shirt. "That's better. Make yourself comfortable." He put down the pipe on the table, and sat back down on the couch. All of a sudden, I noticed that his cock was hanging out of the top of his sweatpants, half hard and drooling from the tip. I couldn't stop staring at it. I was transfixed - it was so big, so beautiful, a real man's dick, and I wanted it. Bad. "You like that big black dick, don't you? Why don't you show me how much you like it?" He grabbed my wrist, and drew my hand right onto his dribbling, half-hard member. I grabbed on like my life depended on it and started stroking it. "Show me how much you like that dick, boy." I fell off the couch to my knees, and started sucking on his dick. I couldn't wait to see it erect, it was already huge in my hand, i knew it would be choking my throat in no time. "Yeah, suck that dick, show me how bad you want it." His dick was still semi-hard so I could take it to his balls, but with every stroke it was stiffening, and hitting the back of my throat. "Look at me while you suck my dick." I realized I'd basically tuned out, eyes closed. I looked up. His eyes were locked on mine. It was a completely different person than I'd known before we smoked up. He stroked through my hair, and then grabbed it firmly. "Look at me while you suck my dick," he told me, staring right at me. "I promise," I babbled between strokes, unable to resist. I kept going down on him, eyes locked on his - and his cock just kept getting bigger, and bigger - i couldn't take it anymore. "Good boy. I love watching those sweet white lips on my nigger meat." He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me. "Those lips on my cock head, that's what really gets me off. It's so sensitive - I want you to work that head for me, okay babe?" I nodded, and he pushed me right back down into his crotch. As I engulfed his cockhead with my lips, he kept stroking through my hair and staring right into my eyes. With every moan his cock got harder and harder, until it was an enormous 9" wrist-thick piece of big black meat. "Look how hard you got me, boy. What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" He pulled me up by my hair again, and reached around to finger my hole. I moaned. "What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" he repeated. "I want you..." I whispered. My grip tightened around his now rock-hard, 9x7 uncut member. "WHAT?" "I want you." I said, a little louder. "You want me to WHAT, boy?" "I want you to fuck me." "You want me to fuck this little white hole do you?" he asked as his finger slipped inside me, and I groaned. "Yeah, it looks like you want some nigger meat in this white boy hole of yours." A second finger pushed its way in. "You want me to fuck this white boy pussy?" His fingers were pushing deeper and deeper, and I was losing control. "Tell me." He pulled out completely. "What do you want?" "I want you tu fuck my white boy pussy." I said, surprising even myself. He rubbed the fingers he'd pulled out of my ass against my lips. "Get on the bed and spread your legs, I want to eat that hole before I fuck it." He slapped my ass and pushed me off the couch in the diretion of the bedroom. Obviously, I didn't need any further encouragement - all I could think about was his throbbling, droooling, massive cock. I basically leapt onto the bed into the doggy position, legs spread wide. "That is a nice ass you have there, boy. Now you hold still." He grabbed my ass cheeks and groped them, then spread them, and started licking my hole. I lost my mind immediately; the combination of the foreplay and the tina send me completely over the edge. The more he ate my hole the more I needed him, as his tongue drove deeper and deeper into me. It was the most overwhelming rimming I'd ever received. It didn't last long, as he could clearly sense how hungry I was. "That is some nice white boy butt you have there, boy," he whispered in my ear, as he slipped his thumb back into my asshole. "Are you going to let me fuck it?" "Yes, please, please fuck my white boy hole!" I nearly shouted, as his thumb rubbed against my prostate, and my shrunken cock dribbled precum. He added another two fingers to his assault of my ass, pushing deeper, making me moan louder and louder. Then, with three fingers up my ass, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back towards him, sitting me up on the bed. "I will. First, smoke a little more, okay?" He wiggled his fingers inside of me as he stared into my eyes. Then with his spare hand he picked up the pipe from the bedside and passed it to me along with a lighter. "I want to see you take three big tokes, and then I'll fuck this white boy pussy." He thumbed my prostate again and I groaned. I held the pipe as he lit the torch. One. Two. Three. He stared at me through every one, massaging my ass with his fingers. There was no escape. With every breath I was losing control more and more. "Good boy. Hold still, I need some too..." he pulled his hand out of my ass, and the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. "Oh no please don't-" I squealed. "You want to get fucked, don't you? Now shut up and spread your hole again while I get ready to fuck you." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up and kissed me, and then threw me back down onto the bed. "On your knees again, I want to see that hole," he demanded, as he lit the freshly-loaded pipe. I got back up into the doggy position, with my legs spread again. Now that my ass was lubed and fingered it was cold as hell, as well as tingling with hunger to be filled. I was intensely embarassed by my cold, wet rosebud being exposed to the world but knew I had no choice whatsoever. I heard him put the pipe down on the table, and then heard a slapping noise, which was him fastening a cockring to his giant 9" cock and big black balls. "Does that white hole want to get fucked?" he asked. I moaned. "You want some nigger meat in that white boy hole don't you?" I moaned again. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want it in you." "I want you to fuck my boy hole," I whimpered, and his hands slid along my hips. His cock slipped through my asscrack, and then rubbed back and forth against my hole. "Tell me you want this nigger meat in your white boy hole," he said, breathing on my neck, his massive, throbbing cockhead pressing, ever so gently but firmly, against my asshole, threatening to enter, but not quite. "Beg for this nigger meat, or you're not getting fucked tonight." "Please, please, fuck my white boy hole, fuck it with your nigger meat, I need your nigger meat in me please, please, pleasssseeee..." I didn't have to fake my petulant tone as the threat of not getting fucked at all, with my ass already wet with anticipation, my whole body shaking with desire, had sent me into complete overdrive. Amd as I kept shouting please, please, please, he thrusted his whole nine inches balls deep into me in one swift, brutal stroke. I froze in ecstasy, as he nibbled my neck as his balls slapped against mine. "Oh am I ever going to fuck this hole of urs. Why didn't you tell me you had such a sweet little pussy, boy." He pulled his dick out to the tip and thrust it right back to the balls. "You white boys have the nicest pussy, and it loves getting fucked by nigger meat don't it?" He continued thrusting into me, over and over. I couldn't even speak, the pleasure was overwhelming. He drove his cock to the hilt, and grabbed my wrist. "Why are you jerking yourself?" his deep voice whispered into my ear again. I didn't even realise I had been furiously masturbating my limp dick since he'd begun fucking me. "That little boy dick isn't going to get hard tonight. You're a white boy pussy, that dick ain't good for nothing. Do you want to get fucked or not?" "Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me, please...." "Good boy," he grabbed both of my wrists and shoved me down onto my stomach, and started thrusting his cock into my ass over and over. "A pussy boy like you doesn't touch his dick. Not if he wants to get fucked. All you need to worry about is how you're going to take this nigger meat, understand? My cock is the only one you're going to think about." I swear i could feel his dick harden even more and push deeper and deeper into my ass. "Tell me, pussy boy, that you won't touch yourself again." "I'm your pussy boy and I won't touch myself again I just want you to fuck me with your nigger meat please please keep fucking me with your nigger meat that's all I want..." He moaned, and shoved me down and doubled his pace of thrusting. "Good. If you need something to do with those soft white boy hands of yours, play with my nipples or my balls, keep your back arched... or smoke some more tina like the slut you are." he suddenly lifted me up and thrust the pipe into my face. "Breathe in, slut." He pushed his dick in to the balls again, and I could feel it throb it was so hard - was he ever getting off on this. So was I. I sucked in deeply. "See? No need to fight it, you have such a hot ass, it deserves dick in it." He took the pipe from me and inhaled a few times himself; each time I could feel his dick harden and heat up, like a threat, or a promise. He dropped the pipe over the bed and grabbed me tightly again. "I thought your white boy ass was going to turn out to be a bit of a slut, but I had no idea what a pussy little bitch you'd turn out to be," he roared at me, as he drilled my ass from behind over and over. He pulled out suddenly to fip me onto my back, and I instincively pulled my legs into my air and he slid his massive cock right back into my ass and continued fucking me. "Turns out you're a born pussy boy, aren't you. Look at this little pussy dick." On my back, there was no hiding my normally 8" dick shriveled to the size of a peanut. He stroked it idly, as if it were funny to him. "This is the last time I ever touch your dick, bitch. Understand? I don't ever want to see it again. All I want is this sweet white boy hole wrapped around my nigger meat. Deal?" He gripped my tiny, soft dick tighter, and picked up the pace of his fucking. "Deal!!" I moaned. "So you're not going to tuch your little boy dick ever again around me? Because you want this nigger meat in your pussy so bad?" "Yes I promise I'll never touch it again I just want you to fuck my white boy pussy!" as this spurted out of my mouth to my own surprise, he grabbed both of my legs and shoved me flat into the bed to fuck me even deeper. "Oh boy, you really are a bitch aren't you. This white ass is just desperate for big black cock. Why didn't you tell me you were such a slut?" He suddenly pulled out of me, and flipped me back onto my knees, and thrust three fingers deep into my hole. "Hahaha, look at you, you're not even going to budge as long as I'm in that pathetic little pussy of yours." He kept fingering my hole and it was true; I couldn't move, it was too fantastic. "You're completely addicted to nigger meat, and I'm going to show you what that means. You're mine now, boy, and I am not letting you go. This pussy is too sweet." I moaned and moaned as he continued fingering my ass. Little did I know what his other hand was up to. "Hold still." His hand withdrew, and I groaned - "HOLD STILL I SAID!" and I didn't dare budge. "A slut hole like this deserves a treat," he whispered. I could feel his cockhead return to my hole, rubbing against it again, this time with a warm tingling sensation. And with one fluid motion he was buried in my ass again, but this time with it came an enormous burning and then an overwhelming pleasure. He'd covered his massive erection in meth and was pounding it into my asshole - and now he was in complete control. Before I could even adjust to the overwhelming sensations he resumed fucking me silly. "What a slutty white boy you are, letting ur ass get booty bumped by nigger meat, what were you thinking? " he boomed, hammering my ass over and over, grabbing my hips tightly, pushing deeper and deeper into my ass than ever before, the meth setting it all on fire with need. "You can't say no to big black dick like this, can you? This pussy is all mine now." "ohhhhhhhhhh" I whimpered, the only word I could muster through the sensory overload. His cock driving the booty bump back and forth into my ass was only making him stiffer and stiffer, and I could barely understand anything beyond the massive black cock that was filling my insides with pleasure. "I'm going to fuck this sweet white boy pussy of yours all night long." He pulled his cock out to the head, and slapped each of my cheeks, and then thrust it back in to the balls. "But you want me to fuck you all night long, don't you boy?" "....yesssss....." I moaned, struggling not to black out. "Yeah? You want your white boy hole bred by this nigger meat don't you? Your boy pussy likes being filled up doesn't it?" My tiny boy cock was frantically spurting precum as he told me exactly what I already knew. There was nothing I wanted more than this god of a man to keep fucking me. "And you're not going to touch that little white boy dick either, are you?" He laughed, and flicked my soft dick with his finger. He pulled his dick out entirely and slapped me across the face to get a response. I nodded frantically and licked hungrily at his nipples. "Yes, I just want to be your boy pussy, I want you to fuck me all night, I want you to breed my hole, please keep fucking me, please, please, please!!" As I submitted completely he rammed his rock-hard cock back into me, drilling me over and over as I screamed nonsense, as his dick kept stroking me deeper and deeper. "GOOD BOY." He locked eyes with me again, and continued fucking me with long, steady strokes from head to balls of his fat 9" cock. "I am going to breed this hole. Repeatedly. As long as you keep being such a well behaved little bitch, you are going to get this dick in you. And that's what you need isn't it?" He pulled out his dick to spit on my hole, and started circling his cockhead around it. "You're addicted to nigger meat now aren't you." "YES YES I'M ADDICTED I NEED IT IN ME PLEASE PUT IT BACK KEEP FUCKING ME I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG AND BREED MY WHITE HOLE OVER AND OVER" I was thrashing around, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He grabbed me by the throat and drew me to him. His eyes locked onto mine again, dead serious. His cockhead slipped into my hole, just barely. "This is what you are now. A pussy full of nigger meat. What a lucky boy you are. Lots of bitches want this cock, but I picked your pussy to fill up tonight. " I just nodded, as his steel-hard cock slipped back into me. He smiled, and began fucking me relentlessly. "Let's see how many loads I can leave in this hole for you... here comes number one!" He kept fucking me harder and harder. He started groping me frantically, as his cock swelled within me. He lifted me up entirely, and threw me on top of him, and began slamming my ass from below. I started cumming from him fucking me, my tiny boy dick spurting jizz onto his chest. He grinned, slammed his big black cock as deep as it'd go in me, and shot his massive load deep into my guts. I crumpled on top of him, and he kissed me on my neck. "Stay here with me, boy, and I will keep that pussy feeling good." I did. We fucked for another eight hours. He had three more major orgasms, but who knows how many loads he left in my ass. He fucked a few loads out of me as well, without touching my cock of course. We finished well after dawn. When he finally let me go home, he left me with instructions. Keep all his cum in my ass as long as possible, When I came back, I had to wear a jockstrap to hide my cock if I ever wanted to get fucked again. I had to stop shaving my ass crack, as he liked it hairy. And I had to show up spotlessly clean and ready to fuck all night long next time he asked, because once he started in on my ass he couldn't stop. And obviously, I had to smoke tina with him. I agreed to everything instantly. The next time couldn't come soon enough.

Now a fully dedicated faggot submissive cock sucker, the pursuit of cock is my dominate activity. Living in the panhandle of Florida is a challenging venue, limited opportunities, a high degree of flakes, no shows and fantasy dreamers. Nonetheless dedication and diligence has provide a sustainable inventory of opportunities. My goal has been to be surrounded by multiple cocks, for multiple hours, however my hotel marathons have yielded a slow trickle of men, over multiple hours…and never the large group I covet at once. Yes as night ends and dawn breaks I have sucked and swallowed the cum of 15-20 cocks, but without the crowded room I crave. A recent trip to Ft Lauderdale resolved my desires. I rented a guesthouse in Wilton Manors (god what a place 😊) and posted a 24 hour blowbang bukkake on sniffles, and dl. To say the response was wonderful is an understatement,…attendance and timeliness were amazing.I started at 3pm with a series of one on ones.As night fell my tiny bungalow was soon filled with cock, and I finally was the true center of a blowbang. The experiences were varied from sucking multiple cocks one after another, to quick shooters who approached, shot their cum on my face and disappeared. After midnight I fulfilled a challenge that I thought elusive…a true cump dump….my mouth open as cock after cock emptied into my mouth…as the loads increased, my lust reveled in each load taken…after 10, my mouth was full to overflowing…I swallowed the sperm cocktail of 10 men, a rich blend like nothing I had every experienced…I convulsed in excitement as the thick mixed slide down my throat…amazing. I found the experience of swallowing multi loads simultaneously a peak experience..and I wonder if others have experience a similar feeling.

This is fictional. I couldn't believe it. I was stunned. My sunk heart when I heard. I was out having lunch in the park and ended up seeing my boyfriend Sammy's friend Pedro. Pedro was a sexy guy, I didn't have too much in common with him. We've hung out a few times with my boyfriend and some of their friends, never really found him to be interesting. Anyways, he's sees me eating outside at the park and he comes up to "TOM! Is that you baby give me a hug!" as he walked up to me. "Where's Sammy??" he asked as we got on the blanket and talked some more. I told him that my boyfriend Sammy was at work and we went into some small talk. "Hey, I wanna tell you something. Okay?" he asked with concerned look on his face. I didn't know what to think. "It's Sammy, well uhmm. You know he's cheating on you, right?" "WHAT?? Are you kidding??" I asked. "No, I'm being serious. You know he goes to the booths, right?", Pedro responded. "What booths?? What are you talking about??". Pedro responded back "the porno place, down the street, you know, the ones with the booths in the back?" I did know what he was talking about. I mean, I have a past. I'll admit it. Let's just say the booths were probably the best place to get raw sex. I spent many Saturday nights cruising for ass at that place. But, that's all past me now. I am in love, I don't even think about that stuff anymore! I have a beautiful boyfriend and we make love all the time. "Look, I know you think I am joking, but I'm not!", he said with more concern. "He is cheating on you!." I asked one more time, hoping that this was all a joke. "No, I am not joking, This is serious dude, I wanted to let you know." I was hurt, devastated. Almost numb for a second or two. I put my head down and my hands on my forehead sulking. Pedro comforted me, in a very affectionate way. It really calmed me down. I guess it was just a nice feeling knowing that someone actually cared to help someone in need. He moved closed to me and caressed my back and side hugging me a little here and there. I asked "what should I do now? I really care about him." "You should get back at him," he offered up. "What?? How am I supposed to get back at him??", I asked. It was a ridiculous thing to say. Seemed so juvenile to even consider such thing. That's when he directed my head towards him with a seductive look on face, "cheat on him" he suggested. "WHAT?? I am not going to cheat on my boyfriend!" I protested back to him. "No, I'm serious baby," he said, "you can use me to get back to him, you can use me anytime you want." It was all a flash, I don't know what happened but all of a sudden I am kissing him in the park. Passionately. He starts rubbing my dick with my shorts still on. He turns around to make sure nobody is looking. I kept thinking that I was make the wrong decision but I couldn't stop. I knew it was wrong. "hey baby, let's go back to my place. I'll can cheer you up. And I can make you feel like a man." He leaned in and kissed me again as I gathered my stuff and again he looked into my eyes and hugged me again, caressing my back and said "Cmon back to my place, I'll make you feel better." We walked back to his place from the park. My emotions were running wild. I just found out my boyfriend Sammy has been cheating on me and here I am about to fuck his friend Pedro. What the fuck am I doing? But I just kept walking. We walk into his building, walk about 2 flights of stairs and he opens the door to his place. "Hope my roommate isn't here" he says softly as he turns the key that echos through the hallway and stairwell. He opens the door and we enter, he puts his index finger over his lips to signal to me to be quiet for a second and he looks to see if his roommate is home. "All clear," he says and grabs my hand as we walk down the hallway past the kitchen and open the door to his bedroom. He closes his door to the bedroom after we both enter and turns around and starts to kiss me again. A few seconds in he starts to rub my cock with my shorts still on, then pulls my shorts down, rubbing my dick with my underwear on. He crotches down and slowly pulls down my boxer briefs as exposing the shaft of my hard cock, then finally exposing my entire tool as it bounces out of the underwear. "Wow baby, handsome and a nice dick. You don't deserve to be cheated on." He holds my dick and examines it, then lifts it up to look at my balls and then sniffs. "Yummy, you smell like a real man." He he then puts the head of my dick on his tongue and licks it with his mouth open while looking at me. "Do you like that baby?" he asked as I nodded back at him. Then he started to put more of it in his mouth and finally the hole thing. Holding it he moves is head back and forth and he sucks on my dick. I am breathing heavier now and hold his head as he continues to suck my dick. He sucks me off for a few minutes then holds my hand and brings me over to his bed and we start to strip naked. He takes off his shirt, shorts and leaves on his pink thong, I take off my shirt and pull my shorts and underwear from my feet. He looks back in my eyes and asks "don't you like my thong?" And I responded, "fuck yes I do." "You don't use condoms do you? I only take it raw baby." He said and I responded, "I only fuck raw." "Good." He gets on the bed, lays on his back and grabs my hand and pullls me toward his naked body. "Cmon baby, show me what kind of man you are" he says. I lay down on him with my dick hard as fuck. We start to kiss some more as he wraps his arms around my back. My dick rubs up against his hard dick that is tucked away in his jock. We kiss passionatly as I adjust my dick towards his ass crack. I lift his lefts up, he hands me some lube and I rub it all over my cock. I start trying to get my dick to find his hole and then I was finally able to get it in right. I slowly put it in and move it in until it can't go further. He guides me a little. Then I start to move it back and forth slowly, then a little faster and then I get my momentum. He starts to moan "oh baby fuck me, fuck me baby". "You like that, you like my dick" "yeah baby, fuck me hard." I fuck hard and harder "Oh yeah baby your dick feels so good, fuck" as we start to kiss some more. And then kiss more and more, passionately. "Fuck, fuck me." After only a few minutes I could feel my balls draining "fuck I'm gonna cum" "Cum in me baby, I want your cum so bad" and then I started to cum. "fuck, I'm cumming!!" "oh baby, oh fuck yeah." I take a deep breath, pull my dick out with a sudden change in my mood. What the fuck have I just done?? My boyfriend has been cheating on me and I've made things worse by fucking this whore. There wasn't much to say as I got off the bed and started looking at my phone as I put my clothes on. He sat on the bed looking at his phone, scrolling through a hook up app. As it turned out, Pedro made the whole thing up. My boyfriend Sammy wasn't cheating on me. I was pretty pissed, and guilty and worried my boyfriend would find out. How would I possibly explain this? But I got over it, I started to fuck Pedro more. I couldn't help myself, we seemed to have the perfect chemistry with each other. In fact, tonight. told my boyfriend I was going out with the boys but I'm really going over to spend sometime with Pedro. Hey, don't give me any shit. Pedro makes me feel so strong, like a man. Something my boyfriend just can't do. Plus, Pedro said I could use him anytime I wanted. And I'm back at the booths. I love my boyfriend but hey, life's too short, right?

I'm gonna tell you my story here , It's happened not long ago About 3 months ago I traveled to Japan with my family , At that time I'm already curious about my sexuality and never meet any guys before and I'm still in the closet , So i made up my mind that I'll definitely meet some guy there in Japan. I'm open BBRT to find to guy to meet then i found one , His profile is already catching my eye 40yr Salt and Pappers hairy chest with those thick muscle, His is Top for sure and on the status it's said "Ask me" , We chat a little I told him that "It's my first time to meet up a guy and I'm quite nervous" , he said like "There is nothing to worry about , we can try jerking each other off or maybe just some blowjob if I would like to try , I can step out anytime if I don't feel like it" in the end We decided to meet at park nearby my hotel and his hotel at around midnight so it'll be less people , At first i have two things in my mind to go and meet him or to go to bed and let my curiosity go on in my life , But then I decided there is nothing bad here he seem sincere enough if I don't feel like it, I can get out like he said so I accept his offer , When i meet him at the park there are two feelings in my mind exciting and nervous they are fighting each others like dog and cat , And i know he can feel it too , So he try to calm me down by a little chat to get me out of my thought and it work , We sat on a bench and talk about a random thing, When he sure that i was calm so he's try to get thing going at first it just some tab on my thigh , his arm wrap on my shoulder, then a kiss on my cheek to a kiss on my lip , He's a very good kisser that made my mind went crazy and arouse at the same time then he putting his hand in to my pant, I didn't know before that i was already hard and wet with precum down there , When he's touched me, he's smirking to me and said to me "I'm so proud that a got a curious straight guy so hard and wet down here" then he continues to kiss me and undress me at the same time, Within minutes we are naked and his hand continues to groping me around then me pinching my nipple i was pain at first and then the pressure is crushing to my body , my dick keep twitching and leaking every time that he pinch my nipple , all i can do is moaning and drown in pressure , then i feel his fingers circling around my hole again the pressure is so unbearable i moan even more , All of this behavior never happens to me before , It's like he turning some switch inside me , and that's moments i know that he knows, he got me in his hand , he split on his hand and rubs into my ass hole then he started to push his finger inside my ass , It's so painful that i'm clenching so hard that me can't pass into my hole , Suddenly he got out a little brown bottle and tell me to inhale deeply , normally i will question him first that what is this , is it a drug but right now am willing to do everything that he told me to do , I took an long inhale and he tell me to hold it and exhale when he told me to , When i exhale that was the first time i get to know popper rush , Everything is hot and i can hear my own heartbeat and i feel so horny , He then try to push his finger into my hole which is very easy this time due to a popper rash that i'm in , He started to move his finger in and out my hole and his finger tip rubbing something inside my ass (which I later know it's my prostate) I feel like i was in heaven it never happened before in my sex life , Then he try to and more and more finger till there are three of his fingers inside my ass , but then there are someone walking near the park so we stop what we doing and got dress , He ask me "Do you want to some where else or Do you want to get back to your hotel" , The second choice is not gonna happen for sure , I told him like i still want to try more , So we start to looking for a place that can have fun together then i saw a public toilet in the park , as we get inside it's not a very clean toilet the smell of piss is everywhere but to my surprise again it didn't disgust me at all , we get inside the last stall and continue doing what we left off but instead of putting his finger inside my ass , he get his dick out and started to rubbing and smearing his precum onto my hole , i was shocked at first so i ask him about condom and he said he didn't have one and me neither , so i ask him what is his status he said that he not sure but last time he checked he was negative but he always bareback and never you condom so he not sure about his status right now (at the time didn't know what PREP is and didn't take it before) , He ask me again " Do you want me to stop? , We can give each other a blowjob and go back to sleep" , But the horniness always win I answer him "Do whatever you like as long and you don't cum i me" , He smirked at me again and continued to rub his dick around my hole , He shove popper under my nose again and told to inhale 4 big deep breaths when i got popper rush he started to push his dick inside me , It's hard to describe the feeling it's pain at first and then it felt so full so right , He start slow then increase his pace by the time gone by , Then he's breathing heavily and he's ask me again "Do you really want me to pull out?" At that time i was in heaven , It's all about pressure but in conner of my mind is also concerned of what i'm gonna get if i let him cum in me. I just moan and try to choose what to do , Then he said "Too late now" that when i feel his dick twitching and feel something warm in my gut and that my pressure is also on the skyrocket then i feel my own dick twitching i was orgasm hand free for the first time , Then he pull his dick out and all i can see is pale pink cum oozing onto my thigh and to toilet floor , He said "I'm sorry, I'm try to wait for you to answer but I can't hold back" , I told him that "It's Ok , You're given me the experience i never have before" then we get dress and got back to each others hotel, About a week later he messaged to me , to ask how i'm doing? , i said " i'm great and i'm sure i'm not straight anymore after that night lol" and he the said to me "Good and maybe you're not negative anymore too , Actually i'm Poz and not on any medication , On the day that we meet , I have very high viral load I'm sure it knock you up", Instead of fear and worry , I suddenly feel so horny that is start to jerk my self off and taste what maybe my negative last load , I answered him "I hope it take , so you can be my Poz Daddy" he then answered "Good boy , Tell me when your have any symptoms". Too bad I didn't catch anything , all my blood results come back all negative for HIV and STDs I didn't talk to him again after i got my blood results.

Man, don't just "plan" on going to doctors... *GO* 👉👉👉 TO THE DOCTORS!!!

I’ve been able to self fist a handful of times and it’s great ! I’ve come to realize that I have to bein one position and the angle going in has to be just so. I think I’ll go try it again !

You'd be surprised. Things like white supremacy are NOT incompatible with male-on-male sex. (That's not an endorsement of, or even toleration for, white supremacy; just an acknowledgment that there are shitstain people who are turned on by other shitstain people.)

"All in the Family" is still widely distributed via streaming, including on Amazon Prime, Apple TV, Pluto, and Hulu, among others. I'm not sure what you mean by "dare want to air" the show. In fact, it was more controversial when it was first airing (because it dared criticize the status quo, mocking unthinking conservative viewpoints) than it would be today, when it would be basically mainstream. The problem with Mr. Magoo was that it was mocking those who have poor eyesight. There's this thing about jokes and comedy: they're a lot funnier and stand the test of time better if they punch UP, not DOWN. Mocking people for disabilities may have once been considered "a joke", but I think it's a good thing we no longer accept that, just as we don't accept blackface and other ethnic mischaracterizations - or at least, some of us don't. Great example of a strawman argument. Nobody's arguing that schools should be making all of the decisions and shutting parents out. But parental rights can be taken too far - there was a time when you could discipline a child pretty much up to the point of not quite killing them and officialdom didn't bat an eye. Parental rights have to be balanced against the rights of the child, and the older the child gets, the more important it is to take the child's needs and wants into consideration. What the anti-Trans and anti-LGBT parent groups want is full and unrestricted authority over their kids because it's "Godly". The pendulum is swinging AWAY from the left so fast and so hard it's not even on the left edge of center any more. The federal government issued some mild - exceedingly mild - guidance on how trans issues should be handled in schools to be consistent with recent Supreme Court rulings (including Bostock) and right-wing judges are issuing NATIONWIDE injunctions against the guidance (and similar regulations) based on a handful of parents complaining in one district (though obviously there are such people all over, just not nearly as numerous as they want people to think). There's no massive movement of that pendulum to the left; there's no movement AT ALL to the left any more, because Trump judges keep jumping in and blocking things and overturning long-established law simply because they feel empowered to do so. I don't know what universe you're living in where you think the pendulum has moved too far to the left, but it's not this one.

Well, I try. But I'm perhaps in the minority in this group since I'm fiscally conservative and socially libertarian (read: Do what you want, but don't force me to fund your decisions). This was out of a different topic, but I lived in a town in New York where the "elected" representation (Board members, Supervisor) did everything possible to shut-down public comment, well before what we've also seen from parents being branded as domestic terrorists. Our confluence of events occurred when enough people became involved, aware, and irate enough to vote out the incumbency, but those who were front and center fighting were branded as Brownshirts in the process. By people who didn't understand the use of the term. Not like the public shouting down we see today and the polarization. I like the center. I support the more moderate approach in most matters. The trouble now is the vast division -- on both sides -- that hasn't been positive politically. Used to be that political compromises could be made. Now it's an all-or-nothing which serves no one well, lest the citizens who elected them. I suspect that in her case, the hill that her 'current' organization has wanted to die on is DEI. That's come complete with very biased management decisions and overall suspect behavior toward some people and not others. Her (the manager-in-question's) decision-making has veered totally off course from the values of the organization to where it's no longer considering the "equity" and "inclusion" parts, and the only thing remaining is "diversity". Sort of. The manager is in a minority group. So is my friend. Everyone else she hasn't tried to terminate? White-male. Her higher-ups? Either deaf, dumb and blind to it, or (more likely) giving tacit approval by doing nothing about it.

even hotter when you're in a sling and it happens

Pigs, I wonder why so many guys just walk through the darkrooms here at Steamworks Toronto and really don't partake of cocks and willing holes!?? Just remain in your favourite darkroom. Be patient and ready to suck/be sucked and fuck/be fucked. Someone will brush by your cock or ass, and then the sex begins. SEX = PARTICIPATION! Oink!

So I decided to try this. I wrote on the left and right side of my thighs “cum dump” I walked into one of my favorite arcades. I sit and wait here someone cum in and of course looks through the glory home. I stand and pull down my pants to reveal my marker, “cum dump” to make sure the the guy in the other booth understands what I’m here for. I see a good size dick cum. No other signals or taps or messaging needed. I drop to my knees and suck it hard and sloppy. Do my dick to cheek test to see if he pulls away or shoves his dick more forward. Then turn around present my ass to fuck this unknown cock. Feel him race to the finish line… banging the wall so everyone knows I’m getting fuck and then… pop he’s cumming. He pulls out. I go back on my knees to suck him clean but he doesn’t offer… Bingo! A wedding ring, a Married man. lol 2 more tops cum and go and unceremoniously cums up my ass. No condom no chatting just put raw glory hole sex.. age and stats? Idk idc. I’m here to collect the warm lube so my FB can fuck my loose wet Asian manpussy…. Everyone wants a freshly warm fucked pussy. The sharpie writing cums in handy and I will start using it more to get what I want and filter the old trolls just out to suck dick…guys looking through the GH will know what I am and what they will get both from the right and left. Maybe bathroom public stall. Looking down and see the writing on my flesh. 😉 guys are stupid and we need to be direct sometimes.

Chapter 12: The Trip of a Lifetime In the weeks after the wedding, life slowly settled back into an even groove. Taking advantage of their newlywed status, Jim and Steve took a few weeks just to themselves, to devote more time and attention to their personal relationship after all the hectic activity of the trip to Spain, the awards ceremony, the filming gig in Sitges, the surprise engagement there, and then shortly after that the surprise wedding weekend back home in southern California. They did no travelling during that time, other than a weekend when they did a quick side jaunt by train down to San Diego, staying in a harbourfront hotel, and walking around to explore a new and different environment. About a month after the wedding, they decided to host one final party in their condo. They’d gotten wind of an estate sale of a condo in the same building as the palace which Alan lived in, and even though it wasn’t a luxury penthouse, it was more spacious than their current place and had a much nicer view, facing north towards the mountains. They put in a bid, had it accepted, and were shortly preparing to move house. The party they organized was a come-and-go open house on a Sunday afternoon from 3:00 until 7:00. They decided to make their lives simple, so they had the event catered and hired a professional bartender – which freed them up to concentrate on socializing with their guests. It was a wild afternoon, even though no sex was involved. There was no room. The condo was so packed with guys that nobody would have had any space to get into any shenanigans. Every bit of furniture had men sitting on it, every inch of the master bathroom was full of guys standing and talking, the balcony was chock-a-block with gay boys of every description. Ziggy stood guard to ensure that the small washroom off the entrance remained free for its intended purpose. The caterer had blocked off the doors to create a fortress in the kitchen where no one could intrude, and the bartender was running the bar over the table in the doorway of the kitchen closest to the refrigerator. Rather than people coming to the food table to help themselves, the ones closest to the table were seizing platters as they came out of the kitchen and passing them around over their heads to the rest of the crowd, while the guys nearest to the other door were doing the same with cans of beer and glasses of wine. Up until 6:30 or so, every time two guys left, five more came in. Finally, though, the crowd began making a determined effort to get out of the way, largely because the bar ran dry at last. The caterer had to close up shop for the same reason twenty minutes later. Even with that double incentive, it was close to 8:30 before the last of the guests finally said their goodbyes and left. As it happened, those final guests were Ziggy, and Alan (with Leo). Ziggy grinned ironically as he hugged and kissed Steve and Jim on his way out the door. “The way the whole community showed up, you’d think you guys were moving out of the country, not just a few blocks down the street!” Alan had a small bone to pick. “Just down the street? I hadn’t heard any of this. When I overheard someone talking about you leaving, I thought they meant you were leaving town!” “Farthest thing from it, Alan. They’re actually moving into your building.” At that, Alan smiled broadly, and Leo suddenly came back from wherever his mind had drifted and gave the conversation his full attention. Alan promptly invited them to come for dinner. “Let me know when you’re getting close to moving and you’ve had to pack up your kitchen, and you can come and have dinner with us. Or, if you prefer, after you’ve moved in, and you’re still stuck with the unpacking job to do.” Leo put his hand on Alan’s sleeve, his face radiating sexual eagerness. “Is there any reason why we couldn’t do both, daddy?” Steve promptly agreed. “That sounds like the best idea yet.” He hadn’t forgotten how much he’d enjoyed getting bred by Leo. Jim elbowed him. “What, Jim?” Steve was worried that he might have overstepped the mark. Jim, though, had a huge salacious grin plastered across his face and couldn’t even pretend to be annoyed. Alan smiled again, as much at the byplay between Jim and Steve as at his boy’s enthusiasm. “It would be no trouble as all to do both. Just keep me posted.” Once the mess from the party was cleaned up, they set to work on the packing and pitching operation. Like any sensible couple getting ready to move, they agreed in advance that it would be an excellent opportunity to get rid of a lot of unnecessary junk. Like any sensible couple, they then showed great reluctance to part with any of their own prized possessions while being full of suggestions about things which their partner could well do without. Each day, though, they made more progress towards their goal, as the number of packed boxes mounted to the ceiling while multiple green bags were heaved onto the elevator and dragged out to the dumpster. The big move was set for a Monday morning, and on Saturday they applied themselves to packing up the kitchen, having first of all asked Alan if they could wangle a dinner invitation for that night. “Of course, we’d love to have you. You must be working really hard over there. What about coming for a three o’clock swim first?” Remembering their previous adventures, they agreed that this would be a great plan. Leo greeted them at the door when they arrived, already dressed down to a slender G-string brief swimsuit and with his cock suspiciously lifting the waistband. He welcomed them with a kiss and a grope each, before showing them to a guest room to change. As they went, he explained that Alan had gotten an unexpected business call from Zurich, but he would join them as soon as he had finished. “Zurich?” Steve mused after Leo left them. “Sounds like he’s talking to his confidential banker.” “Who knows?” Jim replied. “But one thing’s for sure, he’s about the only man I’ve ever met who would have a need for that level of service.” “Any idea how much money we’d be talking about?” “Steve, I don’t think anyone knows that except Alan.” He thought for a moment, before adding, “And his confidential banker. But rumour consistently pins the total at well into the nine-figure range, at least.” By this time, they had their swimsuits pulled on, with shirts over and sandals on feet, and were ready to head down to the pool with Leo. Jim in particular had trouble controlling himself as he watched Leo’s sexy ass twitching and rolling down the hall in front of him, with very little of it actually covered by the narrow triangular back of his suit. But even Steve was surprised to realize that he was getting turned on by the sight too. After so many years of yearning for older men to breed him, it was a novel sensation to find himself attracted to a young twink’s butt for a change. It only served to highlight the reality that he and Jim were now moving into their “daddy years” – although since they took such great care of themselves, it would be a long while yet before they had to become “grampas” in the eyes of the gay community. As they emerged onto the pool deck, Leo zeroed in on a group of four free loungers and made a quick beeline to grab them. He stretched out on one of the middle pair of the group, lying face down and giving his enticing butt a few luxurious rolls and wiggles and twitches to get settled into the most comfortable position. Jim and Steve exchanged a grin and Jim winked. Yes, Leo’s rear-view gaydar had caught on to the fact that the older guys were scoping him out as they walked through the halls. Steve and Jim promptly settled themselves on either side of Leo, taking a hint from his choice of location, and then tugged their loungers closer so that both were within easy reach of that enticing young ass between them. The other men lounging around the pool terrace were grinning too, understanding the exact meaning of this little scene. Only a rank newcomer could have missed the fact that Alan and his boy were hosting dinner guests again, and that said guests were expected to breed the multi-millionaire’s personal boy (but only if they wished to, of course) either before or after dinner – or both. After twenty minutes or so, Jim made the first move to the pool, standing up and diving neatly into the water. Leo went next, not quite as graceful, but not bad. Jim promptly began giving him some pointers dating back to his high-school swimming days. Then he said to Leo, “Okay, now watch how Steve does it.” Steve’s dive in was the kind where two legs, two arms, and the head appear to be moving in five different directions. He vanished into the water with an enormous splash and came up to find Jim and Leo roaring with laughter. He swam over to them and said, “Okay, fine, Jim. So my diving is pathetic. Don’t get me started on endurance in the bedroom.” Jim knew enough to quit while he was ahead – he’d had nothing like Steve’s expertise in that field, in particular with the fine art of delaying the inevitable. Leo, though, was even more intrigued. He moved closer to Steve, looked into his eyes, and murmured, “Got any helpful hints? I could use some tricks in that line.” As he said that, his hand stretched out under the water and grasped Steve’s bulge, massaging it with gentle squeezing motions. By now, everyone in and around the pool was paying avid attention to see what would happen next. It was at this point that Alan strolled out onto the pool deck, stripped off his tank top, and dived into the pool with a grace which put all of the other three to shame (Is there anything that Alan doesn’t do well? was Jim’s thought). Alan surfaced and swam over to his guests. “Hi, Daddy!” Leo’s bright smile was met with an equally broad grin from Alan. He, of course, had already detected the location of Leo’s other hand – and the tinge of red mounting in Steve’s cheeks. Leo released Steve’s growing discomfort and turned to give Alan a big kiss. Steve moved over to whisper in Steve’s ear, “Don’t worry about it. This is exactly what Alan wants to see happening.” The four of them spent a few more minutes splashing around in the water, but with hands being kept under better control. The crowd’s attention wavered as it became clear that this act of the show, at least, was now over. In due time, the four climbed out of the pool, towelled off, and then headed back into the building. As soon as the last one vanished through the door, a buzz of excited conversation erupted behind them. Steve was the only one bothered by it, because he was going to be the newbie in the building very soon. Jim just shrugged it off, as he did most attention that came his way. Leo was happy because he sensed that today Steve would be breeding him, rather than the other way around. And Alan was happy to see his boy feeling that way, because it meant a more enjoyable night for him. Once they got back to the penthouse, and hung up their wet swimsuits, Leo got down on all fours and set right to work on Steve’s big tool, even though it still challenged him as it grew in his throat. Meanwhile, behind him, Alan had also knelt down and was eating Leo’s ass with a good deal of energy, getting it ready. Jim stood beside Steve, kissing him with passion as his own cock swelled up into full erection. After he slapped it on Leo’s face a couple of times, Leo began going back and forth between the two slabs of meat, sucking and licking on each one in turn as he moaned aloud from the sensations of having his ass eaten at the same time. Alan sat back and started working his finger into Leo’s now-wet hole. Leo went with instinct, beginning to rotate his muscular cheeks around Alan’s probing hand. Leo was still working on Steve’s massive hammer, but Jim had now dropped down to his knees and planted his face deep inside Steve’s muscular ass, licking, kissing, sucking, and probing with his fingers. Steve and Leo were both in total ecstasy at getting the works from these experts. Alan looked up. “Leo wants some cock in his ass. Who’d like to go first? Jim, you can warm him up before he tries to take Steve’s piece.” “Good plan.” Jim stood up, stepped over and climbed onto the bed behind Leo, and proceeded to stroke some lube onto his cock before placing it against the younger guy’s hole. Leo’s body wasn’t precisely boy-like, with more prominent muscles than most twink boys, but his squirming and panting as he tried to force himself back onto Jim’s cock were the genuine article. At last, Jim decided to give him what he wanted so badly and gave a determined push. Leo’s hot ass opened right up and practically sucked him in, and Jim sank all the way to the bottom on the first entry. “Wow, Leo, you really want it today, don’t you?” “I do. I want it. Give it to me! Fuck me deep and hard.” With that encouragement, Jim sank himself down onto Leo’s back and began humping, heaving his hips up and down as he drove it in and pulled it out, all while feeling Leo’s muscles flexing repeatedly under his assault. Alan, wanting to be a hospitable host, called Steve over to him, saying, “I’ll keep that warmed up for you until Jim lets you have a turn.” He then opened his mouth and took Steve’s enormous cock in, doing his best to get it all inside. Alan was an experienced and virtuoso cocksucker, no doubt, but it was years since he had tackled one this big and the strain soon began getting to him. But he kept working, and Steve kept up a stream of encouraging exclamations as Jim’s breathing grew loud and harsh. Alan stopped sucking on Steve, and the two of them turned to watch as Jim, now moving with the strength of a piledriver, pushed himself over the edge and erupted at full force, blasting his volcano of hot sperm lava as deep inside Leo’s ass as he could get it. At last his waves of orgasm died away, and he pulled out. As soon as he did, Leo reared up on all fours, grasped his own dick, and with half a dozen rapid yanks pulled a load up and out, spurting his spooge all over the bed. Before he could collapse, Steve was right there, slapping his ass and issuing orders in his best “in command” voice. “On your back, boy. Time for you to get your next load – right now.” Leo obediently rolled onto his back and lifted his legs up. Steve grabbed them, forcing them farther back until Leo’s ankles were behind his ears and his body was folded double. It was sheer instinct on his part, but Steve was fully aware of his own actions, as he set out to recreate with this hot young man one of his favourite moments from his porn career – the face to face part of the heavy-duty breeding he’d given the Hawaiian Nine in their first scene together. Steve locked eyes with Leo as he aimed his cock at Leo’s hole, now gaping a bit, and pushed slowly in, pushing and pushing until he’d sunk about 10 of his 13 inches into the tight muscle hole. Steve’s meat was so thick that it made even this gaping ass feel tight again. Leo struggled to hang on as the huge tool split him slowly in two, his legs flopping even farther out to either side as his cheeks rose into the air – until something shifted inside him, the enormous cock pushed the rest of the way in, and there he was with the entire length of the legendary Rammer embedded inside his tortured ass. It was easy to see that both of them were feeling absolutely incredible, Leo with the joy of the total bottom taking the biggest dick of his life, and Steve because it was such a rare treat for him to be able to sink his entire meat into anyone’s ass. He leaned down and began to kiss Leo as he moved his hips, sliding out and back in slowly to begin with, but gradually adding on speed. Leo wrapped his arms around Steve’s chest, pulling him in close, as he did his best to work his ass muscles on that immense slab of man meat. It was the first time in years that Steve had felt this kind of closeness, this unity, with a man who wasn’t Jim. Leo was completely in sync with him, their bodies moving as one, their mouths locked together, their chests rubbing against each other, and it was plain that neither of them was going to hang on for much longer. Steve was rising to his peak, and he was more than ready to flood Leo’s ass, while Leo was on the verge of another orgasm, the thrill of the fuck pulling a second load of his sperm into the firing position. He knew that Steve was going to fuck the cum right out of him and he wouldn’t even need to grab his own dick. Steve gasped for air, and then shouted, “Fucking cumming! Gonna breed your hot slutty hole!” “Fuck, yeah! Dump that huge load into my guts!” Steve locked up suddenly against Leo’s hips, his cock twitching and thrashing like a mad thing inside Leo’s ass as his load sprayed out in a series of big bolts of cream. Leo was grabbing at Steve with his ass muscles, and then suddenly they went slack before contracting again and again as his own load shot out all over their bodies. Steve eased his way out of Leo’s ass, and immediately a wave of cum began to pour out. “Leo, close your hole, you’re going to lose it all!” “I can’t, Steve. You jammed it too far open for that.” Alan laughed aloud at those words. “On it, my boy.” In seconds he had taken Steve’s place, using his rigid cock to scoop up the errant slime and then force it all back inside where he could add to the treasure. Jim watched for a moment at the blissful expression on Alan’s face as he slid into that cum-filled boy ass, loving the sensation of all that hot cream washing over his cock as he began to fuck his boy, getting ready to add another load into his ass. Jim suddenly realized that he was rock hard again he and needed to find a place for his second load – and the place was right at hand. “Steve, get down on your face.” Steve grinned, as he lay next to Leo and spread his legs apart. Jim mounted on top of him, pressing his greasy cock downwards until he entered Steve’s tight, welcoming ass. It was Steve’s turn to get a blissed-out expression spreading all across his face as his ass was rewarded with a deep fucking from his own man, his Jim, making love to him even as they shared a bed with two other men doing the same thing together. Jim always loved to move his head down over Steve’s shoulder so Steve could turn his face to the side, letting them share kisses while Jim worked him over from behind. It didn’t take long – but then, what is time when you’re sharing the moment with the person you love more than anyone else you’ve ever met? Steve and Jim didn’t even notice that Alan had stopped moving on Leo, that the two of them were watching while Jim took Steve all the way to the moon and the stars, finally erupting inside at the same moment as Steve came underneath himself, dropping another pool of man cream onto the bed sheets. After that, they rolled onto their sides, cuddling and kissing as Jim spooned Steve, while Alan belatedly returned his attention to Leo and finally pumped the third load of the day inside his boy’s hole. On the Friday at the end of the week, Steve and Jim had both taken leave of absence from their jobs to supervise the big move. It was a lengthy, tiring day, to say the least, but by the end of daylight hours they had all their furniture in place, the bed made up, and they had even made a start at unpacking the kitchen essentials. Not that either of them were interested in cooking. This was a night to go out and celebrate, and they did that, having a really good dinner in one of the restaurants down by the ocean before coming home and collapsing into a prolonged, exhausted sleep. The following night they were invited by Alan again and this time they were able to get there in less than a minute, just by taking the elevator up to the top floor of the building. But they begged off any additional entertainment due to fatigue, contenting themselves with simply enjoying drinks and dinner – much to Leo’s disgust. Five months later, they departed for their trip to the east coast. As their flight to Boston soared eastwards across the country, both of them were catching up on lost sleep. After they reached Boston and checked into their hotel, Steve began giving Jim a rundown on the cast of characters in his life story. First and foremost was Calum, since they were having dinner with him and his husband the next night. “You know, Steve, you just might be the first person I’ve ever met who stayed in contact with his first-timer for his entire life. A lot of us would rather forget that first time.” “I got lucky. It was a good experience, in more ways than one. The turn of my luck, the start of my escape, the moment when I stopped merely existing and began to live – just check ‘All of the above’. Then, when I made it back to Boston a year or two later, Calum helped me to get on my feet and start to make things happen in my life. Until then, I’d always been waiting for them to happen to me. He met his husband, Shaun, about seven years ago. I’d have gone to the wedding, but they did an improv wedding on the spur of the moment, kind of like ours.” Jim had already asked Steve about his family long before. But Steve had been and remained reluctant to talk much about his family. In his heart of hearts, he was hoping that both of his parents were dead. Jim – who’d only gotten a shortened, condensed version of what had happened at Steve’s home – couldn’t blame him for feeling that way. But that still left another character unaccounted for. “Steve, I remember what you told me about your family and your parents. Now that I think about it, there’s someone else you don’t talk about at all – your brother. What’s the story there? Do you still keep in touch?” “The story about Alex. Hmm. Well, he’s four years older than me. When we were young, he was much more outgoing and athletic, so of course he was more popular. I used to drool over him whenever I saw him with his clothes off. He was such a stud.” “Did you ever play with him?” “Jim, why did I know that you were going to go there?” They both laughed. “Yes – just once, and it shocked me. It was just after that weekend when we’d come on a family trip here to Boston – and I’d met Calum at the bar. Alex told me that he’d seen us kissing goodnight outside the bar, and that’s when he said that he wished he’d had the nerve to go in there himself. One thing led to another. But it wasn’t a good experience. Trying to coach someone through their first time when you’re only on your second time is not a great idea. He’d figured out that he was bi, anyway, and we just chalked it up to experience and left it at that. He backed me up when our dad tried to deck me, and when we left together, he agreed with me about changing our names – although he stuck with his original first name, Alexander. I hated both of mine anyway, so I changed both of them.” “So what was your original or birth name?” “What, I never told you before?” Jim shook his head solemnly. “I believe you. Trust me, once you’ve heard it, you won’t forget it in a hurry.” “And?” “My birth name was Adrian Pennyfather. Come to think of it, I haven’t met anyone who knows that for about the last twenty years.” “Hell of a name for someone to hang on their kid.” “Right – but the real reason for the name change was that neither of us wanted to go through life still linked by that surname to our dear old dad.” The last words came out with bitter emphasis, in a cutting, ironic sneer. “Alex went off to the Alberta oil fields, then from there to a gold mine in the tundra of the Northwest Territories. We kept in touch for a while, by phone and messages, but gradually those got shorter and shorter and finally stopped altogether. I don’t blame either of us. It just happened that way. The remains of our family ties weren’t a strong enough link to keep us connected.” Steve sighed. At that point, Jim pulled him in for some serious cuddling, stopping the interrogation. Dinner the following night with Calum and Shaun was a light-hearted occasion. It could have been a contender for the World’s Most Awkward Blind Date, except that nobody got a severe and sudden case of the hots for anyone else. Before long, Calum and Steve had their husbands and each other in howls of laughter with their highly-coloured and dramatic account of The Night We First Met. From there they proceeded to the year of Steve’s return to Boston, and Calum’s painful infatuation with Steve’s personal trainer, Owen: “I could never get a foot in the door with him as long as you were around. Never saw such a hot muscle stud who was nothing but a total pussy boy size queen. Even when I finally did get him in bed, after you left town, all he could do was moan and groan about how much he missed your – as he put it – most prominent feature.” Calum gave out a mock sigh of frustration while all the others rolled on the sofas in hysteria. It was another story altogether when Steve and Jim landed in Nova Scotia. Coming across on the high speed catamaran ferry from Bar Harbor to Yarmouth, they’d enjoyed some good down east food and Nova Scotia wine, but Steve had been getting quieter as the trip went on – and even more so during their evening at a hotel in Yarmouth. They took their time getting going the next day, a bright and sunny Tuesday morning, for the drive up the old coastal road to Halifax. Steve had insisted that they had to get off the fast modern highway and onto the original road which turned and twisted its way through every village and hamlet and fishing cove along the way. Jim could feel the tension building in Steve as the miles ticked by; he grew more and more silent as the territory became more familiar. It was early afternoon before he spoke – and then it was just one sentence: “This is it.” They were passing the road sign which identified “Lower West Exmouth”. Jim slowed down, peering about curiously as they meandered through the village, a scattered assortment of clapboard houses wide-spread across the rocky hummocks, some weathered grey, but most painted in white with the occasional sky blue, light grey, or pale green. With no discernable break in the community, they passed another sign which read “Exmouth”. “What are we looking for, Steve?” “I don’t know. I mean, I’m not sure.” Just as Jim was thinking that this wasn’t very helpful, he spotted a sign which made him jam on the brakes and pull off into a small parking area. The big, colourful signboard flanked by rainbow flags made a good match with the brightly painted house beyond it, standing out from the village’s norm of subtle colours in the most noticeable way. SEAVIEW BED & BREAKFAST WE WELCOME EVERYONE! DINNER ALSO AVAILABLE ON REQUEST ____ VACANCY Jim chuckled. “I didn’t expect to see that out here, judging by what you told me.” Steve, though, just stared at the sign and the house and said nothing. “Steve? Steve, what is it?” Finally, the answer came, in a small, barely audible voice. “Adrian Pennyfather comes home.” “Okay. And…?” “Jim, that house was my old family home.” It was Jim’s turn to mutter a silent “wow”. But his surprise lasted only for a moment. The door of the house had opened, and a man about the same age as them was coming two at a time down the steps towards them. Jim got out of the car. In a hearty voice, he greeted them: “Hi, fellows! Welcome to Exmouth! What can I do for you?” “Well, we just stopped to look. Kind of an unexpected sight.” The man laughed. “Yeah, we found out about that when we opened this B & B, gone eight years now. But it’s all good these days. Folks around here are used to us, and just treat us the same as anyone else in the community. I’ve heard all about how intolerant it used to be, but the place seems to have changed a lot with time. By the way, I’m Denny.” “Jim. And my husband, Steve.” Steve had finally gotten out of the car to come around and say hello. But it was plain that he was still feeling the shock. However, he recovered quickly. “So, Denny, how much would it cost for dinner, bed and breakfast for us?” Suitable terms were quickly reached, and they grabbed their bags and headed in. Once Jim had completed the paperwork (“damn government bureaucrats,” their host had grumbled), Denny led them upstairs to the best room in the house. Steve had already noticed from outside that a balcony had been added to the front, replacing the original front porch roof, with two chairs and a table out on the balcony overlooking the fishing harbour. “I’ll just leave you here to get settled in. What time would you like dinner?” “Would six o’clock be okay?” Denny smiled. “Perfect. It’s our usual time anyway.” Jim wasn’t sure what made him ask the next question, but out it came anyway. “Denny, when do we get to meet your other half?” Denny laughed again. “At dinner. As the resident chef, he’ll be slaving away in the kitchen until then. Come on downstairs at about 5:30, and we can have a drink together before we eat, if that’s agreeable.” With that, he withdrew. Steve nosed around the room, finding the beautiful ensuite bathroom added onto the back. He wondered what the lower floor held in this extension of the original house. He then pushed open the sliding glass door, stepped out onto the balcony, and settled into one of the chairs. Jim joined him there and studied him carefully. Steve had a far-away look on his face, and Jim was sure that he was going back in memory to relive his childhood. “Is this really weird for you, Steve?” “I’ll say. This (with a gesture back through the glass door) was my parents’ room, and we were told in no uncertain terms that it was strictly off limits. But there was no ensuite at the back, and no balcony here. These guys have really expanded and upgraded the old house.” “And your room?” “Across the hall and down towards the back. I wonder if they’ve expanded that one too? It was pretty cramped when Alex and I shared it. The other smaller front room was for guests, and my grandmother would stay there when she came to visit from Glace Bay.” “If you felt weird, Steve, why did you want to stay?” “I guess, seizing the day and making use of the opportunity to clear the negative memories of this place out of my system. At least, it’s a beautiful sunny day, and that can be rare here – fog is more the usual thing. Warm, too, for this time of year. What do you say we take a walk down by the fishing harbour?” They sauntered down the winding gravel road, a steep twisting hill, and then walked quietly along behind the collection of old net sheds along the edge of the water. “This one was my dad’s. He always kept his herring boat tied up to the wharf here and anchored his lobster boat off away, over t’other side of the bay.” “Off away? T’other side? Steve, I’ve never heard you talk like that!” “It’s from being back here, it’s just rubbing off on me. Or, no, more like pushing aside everything else that I’ve added on since I left.” As he spoke, they were passing a shed where a seventy-something fisherman was engaged in mending nets. He looked up and smiled at them, a gap-toothed grin. “You fellows staying at yon guest house up away?” “Yes, we are.” “Enjoy your time here in our nice quiet place, lads.” “Thank you. We will.” As they walked on towards the lighthouse at the harbour entrance, Steve said to Jim, “That was Graham Alan MacMaster. He was always my dad’s top rival for most successful fisherman in the village. I recognized him right away, but he didn’t seem to recognize me.” “Not surprising. I would have passed you in the street if I saw the teenaged you. At least, based on the photos you showed me. I still look much like my teenaged self with years and a few pounds added, but you certainly don’t.” “A few pounds?” “Don’t get sarcastic, now.” “Let’s start back, Jim. Don’t want to be late for that pre-dinner drink.” Thirty minutes later, they were back in the house, shoes cleaned off, and settling in the large common room, where Denny was waiting with a bottle of rum and some mixers, as well as some local beers. “Well, what’ll it be, boys? Alfie will be out to join us in a few, as soon as he puts the finishing touches on the dinner.” After they’d made their choices and toasted each other, Denny stood up and bellowed, like a sailing-ship captain hailing the maintop lookout, “Alfie! We’ve begun toasting here! Better haul your ass out of that kitchen and join us before I start telling these fellows all the bad stories about you!” “Be right there,” a voice hailed back. Denny gave a satisfied nod, but Steve started at the sound. “What is it?” Jim asked quietly, but Steve waved it off. A moment later, the door at the far end of the room swung open, and the tall, broad-shouldered chef of the pair walked in. “Sorry to keep you waiting, there, gents. Welcome to Seavi….” He broke off, stopping dead in his tracks, his face registering shock as he saw the two men standing up to greet him, one wearing an equally shocked face. It was Steve who recovered first from this latest and biggest surprise. “Hello, Alex,” he said in a quiet voice. “My god, Steve, it is you!” Denny and Jim looked on, more than a trifle startled, as the two flung themselves at top speed into a bone-crushing hug that lasted for quite a few seconds. Alex pulled free at last, turned slowly to his husband, and said, “Denny, come over here. I want you to meet my kid brother, Steve.”

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

Last night I went to club Orlando This place is very nice clean and well kept I rent a room and hot settled in I always lay on my stomach ass in the air and door open There is no doubt as to what I want. it was kind of slow I dozed off for a while Then I felt a hand rubbing my ass I turned around and saw this handsome young Hispanic guy He closed door and dropped towel and had one of the biggest dicks I have seen He started to rim me He then whispered to me in broken English I fuck you no condom He went right in and stated fucking me He railed me for like 10 min then he whispered I cum in your ass Then he did. He stayed on till he went soft Pullouout and whispered Later About 2 hours later he did come back and fucked me again

Woods on a warm moonless night are also hot 😛

How many have shown a hard cock in their ass AND shown their face? I’m willing.

Had a check years ago from a urologist to check for prostatitus and told me he needed a sample. As he was maneuvering around, he asked me jokingly if I could feel it. My answer: “Oh yeah!” We both laughed.

Enjoy yourselves studs x x

*too* I had to, man. I'm sorry. LOL 😂😉

So what we have is the opinion of one school board member and one person/parent trying to read parts of the book at the meeting. With no actual evidence of what the book actually contains. As I understand it from reading about Gender Queer online, the primary objections are to images (not surprising, because it's a graphic novel) and only to a handful of those. The images being objected to include a reproduction of some figures on ancient Greek pottery, something that could easily and legitimately be shown in an Art History class. And most of the remaining objections are coming in the forms of challenges to ANY book that mentions gender identity or sexual orientation. I doubt seriously this book was in an elementary school library (if so, it SHOULD be removed from there) but I see nothing wrong with it for middle and especially high school students.

I'll answer in a bit...I'm currently watching porn!

I was in the industrial area where the truck guys park up, there is a park there. I went for a walk in the park, after work, there are a few good spots in the trees where dudes meet up. It was after work and I was wearing tight jeans and work boots, and an old black hoodie. There was not much going on so I sat on a good low branch of a tree in the forest, a classic fuck tree. There was still no one around, so I looked at my phone for a bit. When I looked up there was a factory work dude a few metres from me looking at me. I love the industrial area for these after work guys. He could probably see my hard cock in my jeans, so I stroked it through the light blue denim. He came a bit closer to see properly. He stroked his cock through his black jeans. I stood up and unzipped, flopped out my cock and stroked it. He walked over and stroked my cock. He dropped his jeans we stroked for a bit until he was hard. I turned around and rubbed his cock on my hole. He did not back away, so I grabbed some lube and lubed my ass. And rubbed his cock up and down my crack. We played for a bit, but he blew his load on my ass crack and we split up. Since it was so quiet, I was just gonna head home with my sticky jeans. I walked past a parked car, with another dude in it. I walked slowly, and walked into some bushes along a trail, and I went behind some trees. I waited for a while, I unzipped and stroked my still hard cock. The dude from the car walked up the trail and paused looking around. It was getting quite dark, so he probably needed a moment to see I was stroking. He rubbed his crotch and walked up to me. He was wearing a black truck suit. There are some sports clubs near by, on the other side of the park. He pulled his trackies down and he was soft. He unzipped his jacket and played with his dick, he got hard fairly fast. I pulled my jeans down and in a moment he was feeling my ass crack, which was wet with the other dudes cum. He pulled me around and rubbed his cock in my crack. I grabbed some more lube and lubed him up, he pushed in right away. He was hard as. I could tell he was the kind of guy who was just on his way home after sports practice and he just wanted to nut n go. Which is hot. I bent over and leaned on a tree, so he could go hard. He fucked me gradually picking up speed. I reached back and held his ass with one hand, holding him close, so he would not pull out when he blew. He got the message and he blew his load in a couple of minutes, deep inside. He held it in for 30 seconds, and I could feel him pulsating. He slid out and tidied up, I pulled my jeans up and we split up. I waked back towards my truck and stopped to take a piss at the toilet block near the sports field. It’s old and has no lighting, it was nearly totally dark now. I walked past some tradie guys work van and I went into the toilet. I walked into the cubicle and did not close the door. I started to take a piss and I hear another guy walk in. He went past and waked to the urinal, he pretended to take a piss and walked back, pausing as he walked past my cubicle, I had my hard cock out, stroking. He watched for a bit, I motioned him in. It was the tradie guy from the van. He had a dirty orange high vis work shirt, boots and footy shorts. He pulled down his shorts and stroked his cock, he was already hard. He was freeballing like me. I pulled my jeans down and he turned his ass against my cock, he rubbed some spit on his hole and I put my cock head against his hole and pushed my head in. I love the way he just wanted some cock in his ass. I pushed my cock head in and out a bit, and it was a bit rough, which was hot, I felt dirty, I grabbed some lube pulled out, lubed up and pushed back in.I love dirty after work guys. I reached around and lubed his cock, so I could stroke him and fuck him at the same time. I pushed him into the corner of the cubicle, and we went at it fast and rough. After a minute or two, he wanted to change places, so he grabbed me and pushed me, to bend over, in the corner, he stuck his cock in my ass which was already pre stretched and lubed with track suit guys cum. Tradie guy went hard at it, humping my ass for a couple minutes, and then he got me to change places again. After a minute or two more, we both needed to blow, and we rubbed our cocks together, then jacked off, blowing our cum on each other's cocks. He pulled up his shorts, washed his hands and left. It was dinner time, I washed my hands, I went to a burger place to get something to eat in my truck on the way home. —-- So that was a good night for a quiet after work walk. I load in my ass and two loads in my jeans.

Went home to Newfoundland to visit family and friends. Had some mild fun with a few, nothing crazy or special. Was on Grindr one night and I seen this hot older guy in his 50's, we never shared face pics at first but we were hitting it off and he wanted me to come over and "party" at his place with his friend Molly. Kept insisting that if I come he didn't want a quick fuck, he wanted to play all night and get hot, high and passionate. Kept saying how much he liked to make out, how good he was at it and that I'd have the best night of my life. My interested had been piqued, I was super horny and I asked for a face pic exchange, sending mine first and then a small vid of me smiling and waving to verify I was legit.... Then he sent me his face pic and I was floored. It was my mom's ex boyfriends brother. I had known this guy from the age of 11 up until my mom and her ex split when I was 21. My mind was racing, I always thought he was good looking, knew he was gay. One of my secret fantasies growing up was to have sex with him. I wrote back and we chatted about the past for a bit, was nostalgic and my hormones at this point were off the wall for this man. He was just as excited as I was. So I went over, we chatted for a good hour catching up, and I finally gave him tge option to not go any further out of respect cause he still talks to my mother from time to time. He grabbed the back of my neck and hauled me in for a deep wet kiss and said "you're not going anywhere". He hauled out some viagra, which I never done before, told me to take it. I hesitated but took it anyways, didn't think it was gonna do much but boy was I wrong. He got me fixed up with his other favour's and we went to town on eachother the whole night. My cock stayed rock hard for 6 hours lol. We partied hard, poppers, smokes, red wine Bred eachother so deep and passionately. Probably one of the hottest fucks I've ever had in my life. We settled down around 7am and I fell asleep in his big arms. Woke up to him sucking my cock, it was like 12ish in the afternoon. Literally couldn't get enough of eachother. I ditched my plans for the day cause I knew I wasn't gonna have another fuck to top this one in a long time. He had blackout curtains in his apartment and we partied till 10pm that night. Got me to fill his ass with piss in the shower, said he'd never done it before and wanted to try. Luckily piss fucking while rock hard is one of my specialties hehe. He was getting nervous about it getting messy, and I kept telling him to let go of his inhibitions. Whatever happens, happens. I didn't care if it did and we were in the shower so no harm, no foul. I started telling him to push the piss out while I was sliding my cock in and out of him. It was good for a while, I was jonesing watching my piss run done his fit hairy legs, but then it got a bit dirty. The smell hit and he almost got away from me. I grabbed his hips and started pounding him HARD. Wrapped my arms around his chest from behind and softly, slowed my thrusting, told him to just let go and enjoy it. Told me after that it was one of the hottest piggy things he ever done. Was the wildest fucking time. Can't wait to go back home for a visit next summer 😌

Martin My mind was racing about master having hiv, but then I realized that we weren’t doing anything directly so it wouldn’t be a big deal. Over the weekend I found myself constantly bouncing on any seat to make the oversized butt plug rub my prostate. On Sunday when I took it out to use the bathroom I had to go buy poppers just so I could get it back in. When I went over to masters house we did pretty much the same thing as always he stretched my hole gave me some g and did some light fisting. We fell into a pattern of this, interspersed with me watching him poz random twinks who had come to his bar to get hiv. Master explained to me that he ran a bar for hiv positive people to feel free to hangout and be who they were. This sometimes included initiating new members. As the summer went on my vists to master got more frequent till I was there nearly every day. It was around this point that I hit a plateau. I had been taking the same toys for weeks and couldn’t get any bigger. That was when master suggested trying a special lube to help me stretch. “This lube is what all the professionals use but it has something in it that you might be afraid of” master said gently as he stood in front of my gaping hole. “What is it master” “Methamphetamine” “No way that’s super bad for you” I replied hastily “Oh no it isn’t sweet boy, that’s just what the media tells you but for bottom sluts like you it’s actually essential” master said comfortingly “it’s exactly what you need to reach the next level baby ok?” “Yes master” I said hesitantly “Good boy” he said as he began to squirt the lube into me. He started working it deeper with his fist when I felt a burning then a rush came over me. I felt fucking amazing and my hole felt empty “Fuck fill me up master” I moaned needing to be full. I felt him push hs arm deeper and then felt more pressure against my cunt ring. I looked up at the mirror just in time to see his second arm slip in. He pulled his other arm back and locked his hands together inside me. The meth combined with the stretching sent waves of pleasure through me and I started writhing in a orgasm only to look down and see my cock was not only soft but somewhat shriveled as it leaked cum. I don’t know how many times I came that night but at the end master made me a suggestion. “ your cock looked amazing all shriveled up boy” master said as we sat naked on his couch “I know it’s still completely soft now too” I said leaning on masters thick hairy chest still spinning from the meth “ we could keep it that way all the time so it would get even smaller.” He said rubbing my shriveled cock like a clit. “ I think I’d like that master” I said as he stood up to go get something and came back with a pink cock cage “Here we are” he said as he locked my cock into it “ now I’ll just keep the key with me so it’s safe alright boy” “Yeah that sounds good” I said as I began to get dressed.

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Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Zoe Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): (502) 821-0577 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Louisville Kentucky 40291 Times you're generally not available: Mon-Fri 6am-5pm Age: 33 Height: 5'6" Weight: 200lbs Ethnicity: white

I been checking out the local cruising area in this collage town I live in, and I must say some of the new/fresh meat has potential. This one young guy has been there 3 times this week. Always in his Nylon trackies and sneakers with a tank top. I hope he shows up tonight because I want to taste him and feel his tight hole wrapped around my hard cock.

8. Almost a month has passed since I’d first met with Daniel the jock, and the end of July was fast approching. It had become routine for me to go over to Alex’s apartment where he and Daniel would use me. It wasn’t uncommon either for Jack and Danny to use Alex while I watched. Other time’s Alex would be in the mood to top and would use me like he had that first day. Not to mention, of course, the multiple times a day when Jack and Danny would fuck me together or individually. I had gone from a safe only boy who rarely had sex in college to a horny pig desperate for cock and cum. I loved it. I loved this new side of myself. I never wanted this time to end. Every time I felt one of these beautiful furry men cum inside me I felt like a perfect slut. Yet, even in this state of horny elation, I found myself wanting more. I kept thinking about the day I’d gone to Alex’s apartment to meet Daniel for the first time. How I’d felt like such a whore, a slut. I’d felt like a sub, just there for cock without a care for who it was attached to. I wanted to feel that subby slutty feeling again. “Do you want us to help you feel like that again?” Danny asked. We were lying in bed, my fingers tracing a lazy pattern through his chest hair, having just taken a big load from him. My head was resting on his outstretched arm, and there in his comfortable embrace I had told him my new-found desires. “Yes! Do you think you could do that?” “Oh, don’t you worry,” he leant over and kissed me, “Your daddies will take care of you.” I didn’t know what exactly he meant or what he had planned, but I felt like I was floating as I walked back to my bungalow. The hotel was especially full this week, a fact I had forgotten about when I’d left Danny’s flat, and it wasn’t until I came to the crowded pool deck that I became conscious of how perfectly obvious my hard dick was in my little mesh shorts. I didn’t have a shirt on, but it was hot so that wasn’t too conspicuous, but my shorts were so short there really was no hiding my erection. I tried to hurry past the pool, and not draw the attention of any of the people clustered around the café tables, and under umbrellas. I would have been successful if I hadn’t caught sight of a hairy chest out of the corner of my eye. My head involuntarily whipped around, so I could get a good look. He was probably just under forty, with big broad shoulders, a solid but thick build, and a massively hairy chest. He wore a tank top, and loose almost knee length swimming trunks. His thick beard was well kept, and his hair cut short. He was delicious. That is until I noticed the woman next to him with her hand on his leg. Then I saw the wedding band. Straight, I thought to myself with a sigh. Just before I turned away and hurried off, we locked eyes. I felt him give me a strong look, taking in my bare torso and tiny tented out shorts. He smiled, and then gave me a wink, before turning back to his wife. I walked quickly away, unsure of what had just happened. Before I turned the corner to head down the path to my bungalow, I looked back towards the pool deck. The man was now tossing a kid up in the air. Was that his kid? Was this guy an actual daddy? Why had he winked at me? I hurried on, my cock harder than ever. As soon as I was in my bungalow, I stripped off my shorts and rubbed at my throbbing cock. My hole twitched thinking about the man at the pool. He was perfect in every single way. I flopped onto my bed, and with my eyes closed imagined him standing over me. I saw the way his tank top was stretched slightly across his round stomach, his strong chest pressing out through the thin fabric. I saw the lumps of hair, to dense and rugged to be contained by his shirt. I imagined running my hands up his tree trunk legs to his waist band and then pulling off those loose-fitting shorts to find a heavy cock sprouting from a wild mass of pubes. I could practically taste the large bead of precum that leaked from the tip of his dick as he got hard in my mouth. Here I was, naked, with an ass full of cum, having been bred not twenty minutes ago, fantasizing about yet another man fucking me. My own lust was becoming a turn on. I liked being insatiable. I liked other people knowing that I was always horny for more cum. I hadn’t quite pinpointed it yet, but being a cum pig was going to slowly become one of my favorite and most defining traits. I was building towards another orgasm when suddenly my phone buzzed and broke my concentration. With a sigh I let go of my leaking cock and rolled over to gram my phone from the bedside table. It was a text from Jack. Just seeing his name on my screen made me smile. He and Danny had brought this new person out of me, helped me understand my lust, continued to push me, and made me feel safe and cared for. At least for me, our relationship had moved from just sex to something more, and I was fairly certain they felt the same. Danny told me about your conversation, read Jack’s text. I resounded quickly, rolling over onto my back again, one arm tucked behind my head. Oh? What did he say? Something about you wanting to give up control again like when you went over to Daniel’s the first time. I think I remember saying something like that, I replied pretending to be coy. Is that what our boy wants? To be used like a slut. You make me feel like that all the time. I’m glad to hear it… so what does our boy want? I want to be mad to be a slut. To be used and fucked. I want to get fucked but not have a choice in who gets to use me. You want to be our little sub don’t you? Yes daddy! Good boy. Danny and I are going to turn you into the little slut whore you dream of being. Thank you daddy! I paused for a moment, and then typed: Do you know anything about the hot looking bear at the pool right now? He caught your eye did he? Yeah… he’s so hot, but it looked like he might be here with a woman… maybe his wife? Well I’m looking out the window right now and if it’s the same guy he’s by the pool alone right now. Really?! Or there’s another hot bear you’ll like by the pool. You should put on one of your new swim suits and go work your wiles… I doubt any man, even one with a wife, could resist your ass in those new trunks you have. I blushed reading that, but typed back quickly: You’re right! Good boy, and if he hasn’t bred you by tonight I’ll breed you. What if he does breed me? Does that mean I don’t get your cock tonight? You know better than that boy… I’m going to breed you no matter what. I got out of bed and rummaged around for my new swim trunks. The week before Alex and I had gone into Orlando and bought a bunch of clothes. I had all sorts of new things, jocks, speedos, tanks, short shorts, and two pairs of short tight trunks. Alex had described them as “hetero-appropriate”, though they were anything but. I pulled them on and looked at myself in the mirror. What a difference a few months had made. The boy looking back at me, seemed somehow just a little bit more grown up than the one who had moved to Florida. Now dressed in bright teal swimming trunks that clung to my ass and clearly showed the line of my still slightly swollen dick, I admired myself. The little patch of chest hair in the middle of my chest had started to spread, though it was still thin and nowhere near the pelt I hoped it would become. A dense treasure trail now dove down into my waistband over my neither trim nor slim, but somewhere in between, stomach. Yet it wasn’t just the physical changes of the hair, and the tan that made me seem different. There was a knowledge and a comfort in my face that I had never had before. I felt good in my skin, I felt sexy and wanted; and for the first time in my young life really understood my desires and my sexuality. I felt free, and that made me feel confident and hot. Jack was right… what man could resist me dressed like that? I grabbed a towel, and a book, and headed out the door. My heart was beating a little harder than normal as I turned the corner and the pool came into sight. Would he still be there? Would the wife have returned? At first, I couldn’t see him, but as I came past the hedge that blocked part of the fence I saw him. He was laying back on one of the chairs, his face turned up to the sky and arms behind his head. My dick gave a little pulse. But then my heart sank. Next to him was the woman from before. She too was laying out, with her eyes closed. Fuck it, I thought, after a moment’s hesitation. No reason I couldn’t enjoy the sun and the pool even if I wasn’t going to get some raw dick from the trip. I walked into the pool deck and closed the little gate behind me. The woman looked up and gave me a smile. I nodded to her and took a chair across the pool from them, a vantage point that gave me a perfect view of the man’s bugle in his swim trunks. I pulled the back of my chair up, propped one leg on the seat and settled back to read my book. Every page or so I stole a glance up at the man across from me. From my seat I could almost just see up the leg of his trunk. His thick hairy thigh disappearing into the darkness was hypnotizing. I’d read maybe four or five pages when the woman got up and gathered her things. She kissed the man square on the lips and said in a low voice I could just barely make out, “I’m feeling hot, I’m gonna head back to the room.” “Ok,” the hunk of a man said, his voice light and kind, “Good luck with your sister and all those kids.” So not his kids then, I thought, nieces and nephews. “Lord… why does she have so many!” “They’re nice…” “Yes, but… oh anyway. I’m gonna head back. What are you doing?” “I’m gonna stay here for a bit, get a little more sun.” I could swear his eyes darted towards me when he said he was going to stay, but then looked back down at my book telling myself I’d imagined it. “Have fun,” she said, and gave him another kiss. Then with her beach tote over her shoulder she was gone. Silence hung for a long moment, the pumps for the pool and the distant lapping of the ocean the only sound. I forcefully turned my attention back to my book, keeping my eyes down. “Mind if I move over here?” I looked up from my book and found myself looking the hunk dead in the eye. “The suns better,” he said gesturing to the chair next to me. “Yeah, of course,” I responded, keeping my voice light and casual, “sit where ever.” “Thanks.” He smiled a big toothy smile from underneath his moustache. Quickly he gathered up his towel and moved over to the chair next to me. He made a bit of a performance of spreading the towel out, and then getting the chair at just the right angle before sitting down. When he did, he stretched out, and put his hands behind his head. I couldn’t help myself. I stole a quick glance sideways and was treated to a glimpse of his thick bushy pits. Delicious, I thought. Silence returned for a minute before he broke it again saying, “I’m Chris, by the way.” “Nice to meet you,” I said, looking up from my book, and trying to not make it obvious as I undressed him with my eyes. “I’m David.” “Nice to meet you too. I’m here with my wife’s family. I said if I’m being dragged all the way to Florida with your sister’s kids I’m picking the hotel.” He laughed lightly. “So, I found this place, according to the reviews online it’s supposed to be a lot of fun.” The emphasis he put on the word “fun” made my ears perk up, was he eluding to something. “Well,” I said, maintaining my casual air, “I’ve certainly had a lot of fun here.” “How long have you been here?” “I got here at the beginning of June. A friend of mine, who I work for, knows the owners so she arranged for me to stay here while I’m working for her over the summer.” “Wow that’s very cool. Where did you move from?” “Illinois.” “That’s a big change from Illinois to Florida.” “No kidding, but the owners of this place have been great. They’ve helped me out a lot.” “They seemed really nice.” “They’re great. What did the internet say about this place besides it being fun?” “Well it said, that the owners are great, beautiful space, pool, beach access…that its usually a pretty good place for a little man on man action.” “Oh? Does it now? Do you think that’s true?” “You’ve been here longer than I have, do you think its true?” We were openly flirting at this point. I decided to just be bold, “Does me getting fucked basically every day since I got here by the owners count?” “I’d certainly say it does,” he adjusted his shorts. “Oh yeah, then there’s loads. Not that you’d really be looking for that. I saw you with your…” “Wife. I’m bi, she knows, and we have an open relationship… so… I very well could be looking for just that.” “Interesting. Well I’m sure Jack and Danny the owners would be happy to give you a pounding if that’s what you’re in need of.” It was obvious we were both hard now. His hardening cock was steadily creating a hefty looking bulge in the front of his swim trunks, and my tight trunks showed the perfect outline of my own erection sticking off to one side. “And what if I wanted a round with their boy toy? How could we make that happen?” “You can follow him to his bungalow right now… so long as you don’t mind a hole filled with daddy cum.” “Sounds fucking perfect.” “Then follow me.” I got up, grabbed my towel and my book and marched off towards my rooms without looking back. I knew he was following me. I heard him quickly grab his things, and then the thwap of his flip flops trotting along quickly behind me. I opened the door to my bungalow, walked a couple of paces in and turned to wait for Chris. When he came in I closed the door immediately and then grabbed him and pulled him into a rough kiss. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and he quickly accepted. His hands came to rest on my waist, and he held me close. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling our faces together tightly. His beard felt soft against my skin. I liked the way it tickled my chin. I felt his strong shoulders. Then I ran my hands down his arms feeling the thick fur covered muscles ripple as he ran his hands up and down my back. After a long moment I pulled away and said, “Your wife really doesn’t mind you fucking guys on the side?” “Nope,” he laughed, “We’re both bi and both free to play with whoever we want.” “Perfect.” I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off over his head before diving back into the kiss. His hands were now grabbing at my ass cheeks. They quickly moved to the waistband of my trunks, and then slipped beneath the tight fabric. After a few more moments his fingers grazed my hole and I moaned into his mouth. He pushed his finger harder against my hole and I groaned again. “Fuck, your hole is so slick. You weren’t kidding you’re fucking full of cum.” “I should be… Its only been like an hour since my last fuck.” “Jesus. One of the owners?” “Yeah, Danny.” “Which ones that?” “The slightly younger one who’s always wandering around shirtless.” “He’s hot.” “And has a nice fat cock. He’s the first guy that ever bred me. When I got here I was a safe sex only kinda boy… now…” He pressed his finger against my hole even harder and his first two knuckles disappeared inside me. “Fuck! Now I’m a horny for loads all the time.” “Fucking cumdump.” “Especially for beefy guys covered in hair.” “You’re in luck here then.” “Clearly.” “And I’ve got a fat cock ready to pump another big load into you.” “Fuck yes.” I grabbed his crotch for the first time and was thrilled at what I felt. Even through the fabric I could tell his dick was obscenely fat if only an average length. It felt like it tapered slightly with the base being even more impossible seeming than the tip. I looked back at Chris’s face to see him grinning from ear to ear. “Some boys struggle with the girth… I’m guessing you’ll be fine.” With that he spun me around and steered me towards the couch. I basically fell onto the seat landing on my knees. Next thing I knew he had pulled my shorts down and my ass was exposed. I watched him strip over my shoulder. His big hairy chest rising and falling quickly in his excitement. His round tummy bounced a little with each breath. When his shorts dropped to the ground my breath caught in my chest a little. His dick looked even thicker than it had felt. It seemed wildly thick at the base and even though it tapered still shocking at the tip. He grinned again and spat onto his hard tool. He spat again, the wad landing right above my hole and trickling down. He stepped up and rubbed his dick on my hole. It slid easily up and down my crack, lubed by spit and the cum that had leaked from my ass. Another big load of spit was dripped onto my hole, and then came the pressure. He pushed forward, slowly at first. My hole resisted the stretch, this dick was wide even for me. Chris increased his pressure. Then very suddenly my hole gave way and half his cock slid inside me. “Fuck!” I shouted. “Good boy,” he moaned, “Take that big fucking dick. Let me into that warm hole. You want my load don’t you boy?” “Yes! I need it.” “Then open up for me. Let me in that ass. Let me breed you.” I took a deep breath and held it for a second. Then I let it out slowly. He seemed to get the hint and pressed forward as I exhaled. The rest of his cock slid easily into my guts. I almost shouted again but took another deep breath and focused on relaxing. He growled his approval. “Good boy.” I was already panting as he drew his cock back and started to fuck me. I felt sweat on my back. His dick was stretching me wider than I had ever been with a single cock. It was almost like having both Danny and Jeff inside me again. I was shaking a little as his dick pushed back into my waiting hole. Chris knew how to fuck. He took it slow till I had clearly become used to his cock. Easing his dick in and out of me he taught my ass how to take him. Then when it was read he started to hammer home. He bucked back and forth, ramming his dick into me with such force I collapsed on the back of the couch. I was shouting and grunting with every thrust. Sweat poured down my face. The room instantly stunk of sweat. It felt amazing. “God your ass feels so fucking good! I can’t believe you can take me like that. Fuck!” He said through clenched teeth. “Fuck, no wonder the owners of this place use you all the time. Your hole is perfect.” “Your dick feels amazing! Fucking pound me. Yeah! Just like that. Fuck!” “Take this fat raw dick pig. You fucking love having my raw cock stretch your ass don’t you?” “Yeah. Yes! Fuck! I love it. Yes! Fuck me!” I was clinging onto the couch, bucking my hips back to meet his thrusts. A harsh slapping sound accompanied each push as my ass met his hips. We were both grunting and groaning. He had one hand on my waist and the other on my hips. It was a brutal rough fuck, and I was loving it. He started to grunt deeper, and thrust his dick forward with more aggression. I felt it coming. His orgasm was close. He dragged me upright so my back was pressed into his chest and growled in my ear, “I’m fucking breeding that hole.” “Yeah,” I said with a sigh, “breed me. Shoot your load in my hole.” “Fucking take it!” One more big thrust and his cock started to pulse and throb inside me. The euphoric heat that accompanied a man unloading in me started to wash through my body. “That felt fucking amazing,” he said as his breathing slowed to normal. “Fuck yes it did.” He released my shoulder and I collapsed on the couch. “I’m here for a few more days… think I can get a round two?” “You can have my ass any time you want. Fuck!” “Perfect. Look… um…” “You’ve got to get back?” “Yeah.” He laughed and looked a little sheepish. “No worries. You know how to find me.” “Sure do.” He kissed me again and headed towards the door picking up his clothes as he went. He dressed quickly and then saying, “see you,” headed out the door. I fell back onto the couch, laying there in the post sex glow. It wasn’t the slutty situation I had told Danny I wanted to relive earlier, but I had just picked up a married guy and been pump and dumped by him in less than an hour. That was still pretty damn slutty. I was just about to go move to the bedroom and jerk off when there was a knock at the door. Assuming it was probably Chris coming back because he’d left something or Jack and Danny I walked over and opened the door completely named. To my shock it was none of those three people. Standing in the doorway was a tall lanky guy, maybe, twenty, with curly blonde hair and a nervous look on his face. For a second I tried to cover myself, but decided it was too late, he’d already seen everything. “Can I help you?” I said, trying to sound like nothing strange was happening and I always answered my door naked and semi hard. “Yeah… um… well…” he stammered, then a look of resolution passed across his face and he continued, “my uncle just left here right? Chris?” “I… um…” now it was my turn to stammer. Did he know what had just happened? Was Chris lying when he said his marriage was open? “I mean, I know about Chris and my aunt’s arrangement, and that he’s bi. And… well… I’m gay… and I have this… can I come in?” “Sure, I guess,” I said and let him in. He took a nervous look behind him and stepped inside. “So… what’s up?” “This probably sounds crazy. I know that Chris likes to sneak off and fuck guys when were on these horrible family vacations, and I’ve seen him on the apps for years. Anyway…” he took a deep breath, “I have this fantasy of hooking up with a guy right after my uncle and getting to fuck his sloppy seconds. I saw him leave the pool with you… and I sort of waited. I’m guessing from the sounds he railed you pretty good… and… well… wanna get fucked again?” I looked him up and down. He was the opposite of my new type. He was tall and rail thin, he had on a white t-shirt that clung to his narrow and presumably smooth frame. He looked more like the boy’s I’d had boring sex with in college. Except that was for the tent pressing forward in his little running shorts. It looked like this twink was packing. I paused for a second thinking. Fucking a guy just because he’s got a nice cock not because youre into him is pretty damn slutty… Fuck it. “Sure… take your clothes off and show me what you’ve got.”

Pozzed Cheerleader 5 It made me a No Loads Refused Cum Slut Jamie and I left the hotel room as neat and clean as we could but there was stil cum everywhere. I would not want to sleep in those beds anytime soon. I lived off-campus with 3 other roommates, one was another cheerleader and the other two were on the football team. The four of us hit off our freshman year and have lived through all of our lives ups and downs. They were all very manly. I could not imagine any of them doing what I did the night before. Really, before last night, I could not imagine myself doing what I did before last night. But, as I did the ‘walk of shame’ back to my apartment. I wondered where I was going to get my next fix. My apartment was empty. I went straight to my room, dropped my gym bag, stripped down and fell asleep on top of the covers. I slept for several hours, waking only when my roommates came and went into the apartment or when my phone would ding with a new message. I heard my door open just a bit and then a short giggle. It was Mark, my cheer teammate and roommate. He was, also, good friends with Jamie. I often wondered how good of friends, but I knew he was fucking Angela one of the chunkier large breasted girls on the squad. He slyly slid into my room without me realizing it or I would have covered up. I felt his hand run up my leg and stop at my tender and still leaking hole. I glanced back at him. He smiled and said, ‘Jamie said you guys had fun last night.” “Is that all he said” I quizzed? Wondering if he knew I took a good half-dozen poz loads. “Yeah, and if I wanted a second helping of a creampie to come over and eat your!” he said as he lapped at my well fucked hole. I could not believe, my good friend, roommate, and teammate, who I suspected was bi, now confirmed, was unknowingly eating loads of poz cum from 5 guys out of my ass. His second feast of the day. He fingered my hole. “I want to fuck you” he mumbled as tongued my hole. “Yes please” I gasped. He shucked his shorts and underwear while he kept eating my ass. I was rock hard. I had seen his cock in the shower. So, I knew he was a bit bigger than my 6 inches. I thought he was closer to 7, but he was thick like a red bull can. He was rock hard when he pushed his thick mushroom head into my sore but willing ass. “Me and the boys are going to like having a willing pussy-boy around the apartment” he joked. I noticed he did not say anything about poz or anything like that. So Jamie must not have told him about all the poz loads that we took the night before. He did not ask; i was not going to tell. Mark had great stamina, and I am almost certain he just came with Jamie. So, he was going to last a while. My only question was whether my ass was going to give out first or his cock. Mark pounded me hard for 15 minutes before he added his untainted seed along with everyone else’s DNA. He shoved his cock deep in my hole. I could feel it pulse and shoot volley after volley of his untainted, till now, dna into my cunt. “I heard you got paid last night, take me next time” Mark cajoled, “you know i could use the money.” “I am tired of getting fucked for free on campus” he admitted. I just laid in bed with my eyes closed. I knew had a girl that he fucked on the team, but never knew he got fucked by other guys. I played it cool like I knew. I was going to let it all play out and see who I could convert into poz boi’s like George and his pals did to me. While Mark laid there with my ass leaking and his cock half-hard. I asked him about him and our roommates fucking me. He looked at me like I had a third eye. He told me about the summer that I had been gone at home and they were here for football camp and had been tag-teaming Jamie and the punter for the football team. Not to mention when I or Jamie was not around Mark had been the bottom of choice for our roommates. I was floored, but I did not let on. I was thinking of a way to get the whole group in one room. Mark slipped the plug back into my ass to keep his load deep inside me, and I fell asleep. I slept the rest of the afternoon and into the evening only to be stirred awake by the sounds of moans coming from the living room. I slipped on my boxer-briefs and slowly tipped-toed down the hall into the living room where my roommates Jamal and Darnel spit-roasting Mark. They were lost in the pleasure of his mouth and ass. Mark’s 7 inch cock was as rigid as it had been just a few hours ago fucking me. Jamal had a good 8 inch cock sliding in and out of Mark’s tight white ass and Darnel was sporting a goo8.5 inch dark piece of meat in Mar;s hungry mouth. “Well, look who we have here” Darnel almost sang in his deep baritone voice. As Jamal looked around, but kept laying his meat pipe in Mark’s sweet cunt of an ass. “Mark had been telling us about your evening getting turned out by the rich alumni and his afternoon with the new apartment bottom slut” Darnel continued. Again, no mention of the positive aspect of my evening. I was staunch if they did not ask, i was not going to tell. “Why don’t you come over her and sit your used hole on my fat balc cock” he insisted. I wasn’t quite ready for more cock, but I was in no position to say no. Darnal moved to the couch and my close friend and star DB for the football team removed the plug from my aching hole and I sat down on his oversized black and assumed for now a negative cock. Jamal and Darnel took turns fucking Mark and I for the next hour. It was near 8pm when they had breed us twice a piece and Mark and I had cum each just once. Mark in my mouth and me in my hand. I guess no matter what I do. I am the bottom rung. I am the one that will suck and get fucked. If i cum it will be either by my own hand or by someone fucking me just right. I was OK with that Thank you for reading. I am getting busy. I will not be able to write as much as I like maybe a story a week. Thank you for all your hot emails and phone calls. I cum a lot thanks to you Joey

Intrigued. Mike contemplated the ad, he loved the idea, but figured the guy was no where near him. Checking the profile he found the location to be empty. Still he thought, he really liked the idea of what this guy was offering. Deep in his soul he knew this was the next step for him. The offer would give him the chance of know who and when it happened and he really liked the no nonsense clinical aspect of it. Mike figured what the hell, I’ll message the guy and see what happens, most likely will never hear back anyway. Mike clicked on the message button. “Hello, my name is Mike, I saw your ad for insemination services and was very intrigued. I have been Bareback bottoming for guys for a long time now and have so far not contracted anything. I know it’s a matter of time before I’m stung with a viral load. Deep down I truly want to have it happen, but I would like to know when and how it happens. Hope that makes sense. I am not am not looking for this because I feel I deserve it, or because I want to start stealthing other guys. I just know in my heart that this is something I truly desire. I honestly appreciate your clinical approach to helping others. It really strikes a cord with me and I feel like it’s the perfect way for me to be inseminated. I hope to hear back from you in the near future. I can be reached at xxx-xxx-xxxx Thank you for your time and consideration. Mike”

I’ve been at Bangkok Babylon for 4 days now and have kept score of how many times condoms are used (I.e. I’m versatile and while I don’t use condoms myself i respect the right of a top to use them and would probably put one on if asked by a bottom I really wanted to fuck), anyway, over 4 days at Babylon I’ve fucked 30 times at the bathhouse (ie disregarding Grindr and BBRTS hookups in my room) and of those condoms appeared only 6 times or 20% of the time. So I’m sure Bangkok Babylon would count as a sauna for raw fun. As for loads I’ve taken at least 7 loads so far - possibly more that I missed in the dark steam room encounters.

THIS PART IS VERY BORING YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED, I will spice it up the next few. So after 10 days just like the nurse said my hole is back to normal and not deformed like it was after Mr.C pimped me out.Larry says that I have to see the camera man because I will need pictures for the building site so people can see what they are getting. I go up to the third floor and the camera man is waiting for me, he explains what he want poses he wants me to make, but first he hands me a syringe and I ask for a rope , he laughs and says this is not for slamming but for you to get a hard dick. When he shows me it then hits me as that is what Mr.C did before he fuck me the last time and his dick was hard for hours.I take the syringe and inject into the base of my dick and with in a few minutes my dick is like a rock hard sticking out ( I found out later it’s caverject ) he tells me this will last a few hours so we have to get to work as clients get off from seeing boys whit hard dicks. After he is finished he shows me the pictures and it’s WOW as I don’t recognize my self and the pictures of my ass and the hole with my finger in my mouth bending over are fucking hot. Later Larry shows my profile that will be posted with the pictures . Rates XXX Age Jail bate and that is very true Size 8 X 6 Hight 5 feet 6 Weight 110 LBS. Ethnicity Latin Services Escorting Preferences Anal,Nipples, Rimming , Oral ,Cum ,PNP ,WS , Body Hair None Body Build Skinny Safe/BB Anything goes Position Versatile/bottom Style Twink Orientation Gay Available by appointment only I will be working 3 days a week and during school and the summer I can travel I keep looking at the pictures and say to my self can I see this one now as I still don’t believe it’s me in the pictures. The next day I get a 2 hour session and it’s just fuck and suck as most sessions are. I will be working Friday , Saturday & Sunday and my first week I make $4,000 after Larry takes his cut. The rest of the week I in school and doing great with no financial problems and I’m wearing the hottest clothes. I hear about how are worried about how they will pay for school when they graduate , well if I keep this up I won’t have that problem. There is this boy that I see and like me he also skipped grades when in elementary school , he likes to spend time in the library like me as reading books is a passion of mine as most today are reading on I Pads. I can see every now and then he is eye balling me and gives a quick smile , I do the same . This goes on for a month before he comes over to me and we start talking and he ask me if I’m Gay. I take him by the hand and we go to a very quite are where no one goes but to make out. I start to give him a kiss and work my way down his body working over his nipples and his raging hard dick and give him a fanatic blow job that takes a minute for him to explode in my mouth , I get back up with his load in my mouth and kiss him and transfer his load back to his mouth as we kiss. Later he tells me no one has ever done that to him and would like to see me. He lives in a dorm so that is a big problem so I tell I have my own place and I know where there a few parties he can be my guest at, as Tommy leaves he gives me his number .