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Im still around. I just haven’t managed to get any more writing done yet. I have the next chapter started and in progress but writers block is still giving me trouble. But I will get back to writing when I’m able.

Mike shortly texted back “I knew you would want more of my POZ cock. I can be back at your place in 30 mins.” I texted him back “Cya soon!” The anxiety rose in my mind that I was going to take another load of POZ cum and my mind screamed I should instead go to Urgent Care and get on PEP immediately. But the memories of the pleasure still overrode my PEP impulse. Since I knew I had time, taking another load would not matter right? So I cleaned up the spare bedroom and decided since i was going to play again I wanted to get it on camera just in case the PEP did not work. That way I would have a video of my conversion should the PEP not work. I slipped on a red thong so Mike would have something to pull off me. The minutes passed quickly and I heard a knock at the door. I answered the door just in my red thong and there stood mike. He wore really tight fitting blue shorts and I could already see his bulge wanting to get out. “Cum in..” I said as he stepped to the door smiling while staring at my thong. “Glad to see you embracing your poz cum sissy side of you and only wearing the thong.” Mike said as he then pushed me in and closed the door behind him. He pressed me against the wall and I could feel the heat of his cock against my leg. Kind of like before he his hands wandered up the sides of my body until they reached my pierced nipples. Electricity passed between my nipples as he slowly manipulated them. I closed my eyes and I could feel him being aroused even more as it felt like his cock would break through his shorts. Then I felt his mouth on my neck as he softly kissed my neck. All new sensations started feeling their way through my body as his kisses slowly worked up to my lips. We kissed what felt like for minutes but then Mike began to push on one side of my body and slowly turned me around. My hands were pressed against the wall as his kissing returned to my neck and I could feel him now slowly humping my ass with his cock. I got enough sense into my mind and said to him “follow me to the bedroom. I slipped out from under him and pulled his left hand with mine. Leading him to the bedroom, i switched the camera on that was focused on my bed as I walked by it. I got near the bed and i felt a push from behind and he snarled “bend over bitch!” I put my hands out to stop the push and ended up with my red thonged ass in the air. I could hear the sounds of fabric falling and guessed that he was disrobing. I felt his hands on my ass as he began to massage my ass . “Shoulders down boy, get ready to get fucked with only my poz pre-cum.” I then felt his poz snake slowly trace its way down my right ass leaving a poisonous trail. I raised my shoulders up just a bit and he slapped me hard on my ass “Shoulders down I said!.” I dropped my shoulders down on the mattress again and felt as Mike pulled my thong aside. His cock began slowly pushing against my puckered hole and he applied more pressure until my ass gave in to his cock. With the tip of his cock just barely penetrating me, Mike asked “Are you ready for another load? Tell me you want it.” I responded back “Fuck me.”, “Not good enough boy” Mike teased. I then answered “ I want your poz cock to fuck me and fill me with your poz cum.” As I answered I knew I was another step from going to get the pep as the words just made sense as he pushed deeper. The amazing feeling of being penetrated by his cock shorted out all my common sense. Slowly but surely he would push a little farther in each time. Finally I could feel his balls touch my ass and my thong riding along his cock as he pulled out each time to just pound back into me. All I could think of was hoping the camera was capturing the moment I truly conceded to his cock and his load inside me. He began to hit my prostate as the tempo of him pounding me increased. The moans of pleasure started to come from me as his cock hit my prostate just right. I could feel my orgasm coming as I too started to leak cum as Mike pounded me. Finally I felt Mike’s pace change and his cock flare inside of me as he roared “Take my POZ LOAD!!” He erupted inside of me and I could feel the ropes of his cum coating my insides as he continued to pump in and out of me. My orgasm hit my prostate and I spewed certainly my last neg load all over the sheets of the bed. My orgasm causing me to just twitch from my first hands free orgasm and Mike collapsing on top of me. I could feel him stop and just slowly shrinking out of my now gaped and cum filled hole. He slapped my ass and moved my thong back over my hole while pushing off me. “Now that you have taken your 2nd load from me, there is no turning back now” Mike whispered. That moment I knew I had no intention of getting PEP and only wanted more poz cock.

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As a top, easily 2500. As a bottom, easily 2500. Of course, some of those crossed over as we flipped!

Part 3 Subject 6 looked up at Carson as he approached the glass. “How are you feeling today?”, Carson asked, as he pulled a clipboard from the wall. Subject 6 looked longingly at Carson’s piercing adorned cock longingly. “I am good Sir. How much longer will I have to stay here?” “Not much longer.” Carson asked him the standard questions he did every week. This stall was designed to be self sustaining. The Subject had everything he could need, bathroom with shower, bed, small kitchenette, even a tv and books so he didn’t get bored. “You know the drill”, Carson said as he put on gloves and took a kit from the table nearby. He opened the pass through, and took a few samples of blood from the Subjects arm, a urine sample, and saliva swab. Next, he opened the lower pass through. The subject removed the grey shirt and joggers he wore, and presented his caged cock. Carson took a key from the wall, and removed the cage. With a gloved hand, he worked a large quantity of lube onto the Subjects cock, and with the other slid a finger into his waiting hole. The Subject began to moan. “Yes sir, that feels so good sir. Please sir, I want to feel your dick in my hole like you promised.” “Shhh, soon boy.” The Subject began to buck, after a week caged and his prostate getting massaged, it didn’t take long before Carson could tell he was about to cum. He took a sample cup, and fingered the prostate harder, almost violently, until the Subject came into the specimen cup. Carson put the subjects deflated cock back into the cage, and logged the samples into a computer nearby. This particular Subject had only been here about a month. At this stage of the trial, Carson really did not need him, it was more for the study than anything. The Subject was a drop out, he failed some class or another one too many times. When he came to Carson it was off of some dating app. Carson had carefully explained the purpose of the trial, and had him sign all of the necessary paperwork. “To improve the human experience”, he told all of his subjects. He flicked a switch, and the blue light disappeared, the glass had turned opaque. He could hear the Subject still panting behind the glass. Carson moved down the barn to the next stall, to see Subject 5.

Part 4 who let the pig out Tj went to the playroom and looked at what he needed to clean so the playroom would be ready for the next session. He did not have to do much but when he stood by the locker of toys he could not resist, he saw a nice thick one lying there and he felt his pussy itch. Over the last few days this had been causing him more and more trouble, if he saw anything else that was shaped like a cock his pussy started itching and he wanted to put it in his ass. His thinking and his needs had completely changed, his sexual needs and thoughts were only about his pussy and how he could have it filled. If you had told him this for several days or weeks that he would think like this when he saw a cock Tj would have laughed at you but his life had taken a turn of more than 180 degrees at this point and he was perfectly happy. Or at least not quite because he took that fat dildo and lay down on the bed. He took the poppers he saw lying around and took some lube. Tj lubed up his pussy with lube and sniffed the poppers heavily and placed the tip of the dildo against his sphincter and gently pushed it in. Tj's pussy was no longer the tense twat from when he had arrived here. By now he had gained a real pussy, a pussy that could easily slide a fat cock inside without feeling any pain at all it was only pleasure. Tj heaved a deep sigh as he felt the dildo slide inside, he began to fuck himself nicely with the dildo and now he would have liked to jerk his cock too that would have finished it off completely. Since he had started his training Tj had not had a stiff cock nor had he squirted cum. By now his balls were bursting because every time he got horny, sucked Sir's cock, got fucked by Sir there was pre-cum pouring out of his cock. That meant that his cum storage capacity was full and he desperately needed to squirt. But on the other hand, the fact that he hadn't squirted yet kept him walking around extremely horny and Tj didn't think that was so bad either. He felt his lower belly getting wet again from his own pre-cum and with his finger he absorbed the pre-cum and licked his fingers clean. After playing with his pussy for a while he stood up and cleaned the dildo and put it back in place. He went to the living room and started drinking his bottles of water. He laid in the couch and took a quick look at the previous session and started playing with his pussy again. Everything he did or thought about in a day was always sexually inspired. Was it cleaning, watching TV, sleeping ... always there was something that made him think of sex and made him play with his pussy. From time to time Peter watched the images of Tj and saw that his apprentice who had been in training for almost 3 weeks now was making nice progress in his transformation. Actually, he could release Tj, he wouldn't run away anyway because the boy was completely sold on his new environment and life but he wanted to be able to control him for a while longer. Tj's basic training was now complete, his mindset had changed, his sphincter was now a pussy, he craved cum and cock and he also wanted to please a man, and Peter would now start his pig, slut and slave training. He would also soon throw a party for Tj and invite some of his friends so that Tj could already experience what it was like to be fucked by several men at once. Because when Tj has completely renounced his previous life and embraced his new life then he will be fucked more often by multiple men at the same time. If Tj stayed with him then he would make it a real cum dump, not that Peter would need to convince Tj to become a cum dump anymore but still. The movie of the previous session had ended and Tj felt how his pussy was very moist, he actually couldn't wait for his watch to go off, then the next session would start and his pussy would get another load of cum from Peter. He also began to long for another slam, he wanted to experience again the blissful feeling the Tina in his body gave him, he wanted to feel as dirty and horny as the first time. The bottles were empty and Tj began to suffer from a full bladder, not that he couldn't hold his piss anymore but it shouldn't last for hours at least. He wondered what the meaning was of having to drink out 2 bottles of water. Not much later his watch went off. Tj went to the bathroom rinsed his pussy, he took the syringe me G put it in a glass and added torade. He had found that he found this tasted the least bad. Tj got hot inside because he noticed that the dose of G in the syringe was more than usual. He immediately realized that Sir was up to something special with him. He eagerly drank the glass and went to the playroom. Put on the blindfold and sat down on all fours. As usual, it took a while for Sir to come in and he felt the G take over his body and how horny and willing he became. But he also noticed that the first wave was more intense than usual and just as Mr. entered the room he fell on his side. P: can't you wait for your master in a decent way anymore boy. T: hmmmmm, oh fuck this is intense P: hmmmmm, you already notice boy the dose is more than normal. I want you all screwed up today. I will give you more so we can start right away. T: oh yes sir, let me see the stars again please. Peter immediately took a syringe with a strong dose of Tina. Tj felt his arm being tied off. T: oh yes sir slam me please, give me a nice fat slam P: you are lucky boy I am in a good mood because you are way too eager, otherwise I would make you work for it but I condone your behavior this time. Tj felt the needle prick his arm and the cold liquid being injected into his vein. He immediately felt gasping like the first time and felt a solid itch in his throat. He had to cough heavily and was catapulted instantaneously into the stars. The slam was much more intense than the first time and Tj was squirming on the bed, unable to control his body. He didn't even notice that Peter had taken off the penis cage because Tj was rubbing his hands all over his body. Peter took off the blindfold and looked deep into Tj's eyes that were spinning in his eye sockets. Tj had his tongue hanging out of his mouth and peter spat in his face. P: How are we feeling Tj growled, moaned and breathed very deeply. T: like dirty slut, a dirty fat pig. Peter nodded in affirmation P: yeah really. Show me you are a real pig. Tj lay on his back, put his legs up and with his hands pulled open the jaws of his ass and showed his pussy and grunted several times very loudly like a pig. Peter had to hold back his laughter as Tj grunted T: fuck this pig sir. This pig cunt is for you P: that looks very tasty boy but that's not how I see you are a real dirty pig. T: oh fuck sir I really need to pee. My bladder is completely full. Peter spit in Tj's face again and let his tongue hang out of his mouth and started playing with his limp cock. P: Then piss boy. Piss then and show me you're a dirty pig. Tj looked at Peter in surprise for a moment and wanted to stand up to try to go to the toilet. But Peter pushed him back onto his back. P: Here pig, piss here. Piss yourself and make yourself a dirty pig. Tj took hold of his limp cock and began to piss gently. He felt the piss run down his belly and fall onto the plasticized mattress. P: Show you mean business boy. Piss on your face and wash yourself with your own piss. Tj put more pressure and the stream started to get heavier and he felt the stream of piss from his cock already on his chest. He applied some more pressure and then he felt his face getting wet with his own piss. He felt it running down his face and instantly a whole new world opened up to him. The pig world. With his free hand he began to rub his face and wet body. Peter watched approvingly. P: yes that's it my little dirty pig. Just piss yourself completely under and let your body smell the way it is supposed to smell. P: open that slut mouth of yours and let that golden nectar flow into that mouth of yours. Tj opened his mouth and tried as best he could to aim the stream at his mouth but just as he got the stream aimed at his mouth his bladder was empty and the stream stopped coming from his flaccid cock. He had just gotten a few last drops in his mouth and that had driven him completely wild. T: oh fuck that tasted heavenly sir. I want more. P: if you want more pig, there's plenty on the bed that you can lick off. That didn't have to be said twice to Tj and he turned around and lay down with his mouth in the pool that had formed beneath him and began to slurp up the heavenly nectar. Peter let Tj lick the piss for a while, he slapped Tj's ass a few times and then pulled his buttocks open, he stuck his face in Tj's ass and started licking his pussy. Tj grunted with pleasure and like a real pig he wallowed in the dirty piss puddle that lay on the mattress. His whole body was now soaked with his own piss. Peter had taken a crystal and pushed it into Tj's pussy and then stood back up, he took a plug with a pig's tail attached to it and pushed it into Tj's eager pussy. Tj felt his pussy begin to glow from the shard Tina and how the plug was rammed into his pussy, he was turned onto his back by Peter. P: looked at that little dirty pig. You make me horny boy. Tj was totally flying and was completely engrossed in his new experience. T: I want more sir. I want more piss. P: oh yes boy, do you want more. Do you want sir's piss. Do you want to feel sir's piss flowing into your belly. T: oh fuck yes sir. Tj suddenly felt a warm jet being sprayed on his face and he looked at Peter with his flying saucers and saw how he was pissing on him and he opened his mouth. He felt the jet being directed toward his mouth and then suddenly squirted right into his mouth. Tj still let the piss run out of his mouth at first because he didn't know what to do and then Peter stopped pissing and he got a slap on the head. P: Drink pig. Let that piss run down your throat understood. Peter pulled Tj's head to his cock. P: open your mouth pig and drink directly from tap. Tj opened his mouth took sir's limp pole in his mouth and felt his mouth being filled with Peter's warm piss. He was flying so violently that he had no trouble keeping the violent stream of piss in and swallowing it. It was a blissful feeling to feel the warm golden nectar squirting onto his tongue and running down his throat. He felt his belly fill up with Peter's piss and it made him even hornier than he already was. Instead of just keeping his mouth still he even started sucking on Peter's cock so that he could suck the last drops out of Peter's cock. Peter took hold of Tj's head with his 2 hands and pushed his cock as deep as he could. His cock was already starting to get a little stiffer too and he stopped pissing. Tj eagerly sucked on. P: oh fuck pig, you are my piss bucket from now on. I still have great plans for you. You will be my prize pig. Peter's words wound Tj up even more and he felt pre-cum running from his cock again. Tj felt how Sir's cock got stiff in his mouth and when he came at his hardest Peter withdrew his cock. He took the pipe filled with crystals and pressed it against Tj's lips. P: you know what to do pig. Tj indeed knew what to do and didn't need any more help either, he took the lighter and melted the crystals, sucked in the Tina smoke and blew a few clouds into the playroom. Tj felt the Tina join the rest of the chems and make him even hornier, more willing and dirty. After his 5th pull, Peter took the pipe off and put it away. Tj had fallen backwards on the bed into the puddle of piss still on the mattress and like a real pig he was rolling in it so his whole body could absorb the smell and the piss. P: fuck yeah boy, get your body all marinated in the piss. Peter took hold of Tj's head and pushed them into his armpit pits. The smell of men's sweat shot through Tj's brain and he couldn't control himself and started licking the armpit pits like mad. With his hands he was rubbing Peter's sweaty body and was looking for Peter's stiff cock. Peter pulled Tj's head away from his one armpit pit and he looked at Tj for a moment and then spat in his face. Tj looked at Peter with a whorish grin and licked the saliva from around his mouth with his tongue. P: What a horny little piggy you are boy. Peter pushed his mouth onto Tj's and began kissing him fiercely. Tj pushed Peter backwards on the bed and came down on him so he could kiss fiercely and take the lead for a while. Peter let his pig do it for a moment and then he pushed his face toward his other armpit pit. The sweaty man smell gave Tj an extra boost and that armpit too was licked all clean from Tj. Peter then pushed Tj down toward his hard fat cock. Tj eagerly took it into his mouth and let it slide down his throat as deep as he could. Peter looked at Tj with a satisfied look. P: OH fuck yeah slut. That throat of yours is fucking delicious. Tj could almost completely control his gagging but he ran out of air and had to take a breath. Peter took that moment to start pissing again. Tj felt his face getting wet again with Peter's piss and immediately took the glans in his mouth so that his mouth was filled with Peter's piss and let all the piss flow in like an accomplished pig. P: Fuck pig, hmmmmm you make me so fucking hot. If you continue like this I will have to reward you soon. Peter's encouraging words made Tj even hornier and he let the pissing cock slide deeper into his mouth until it was completely in his throat, allowing the piss to flow directly into his belly. Peter took hold of Tj's head and gave him another push so that his fat cock was almost balls deep. When Peter had pissed his last drop he pulled his cock out of Tj's mouth and pulled his legs up. P: lick my hole pig. Let's see what a slut's mouth you have. Tj pulled the jaws of Peter's ass open and saw Peter's pussy for the first time and he knew what to do. The sweaty smell of a man's ass met him and he had never experienced this before but this excited him even more than when he licked a woman's pussy. Peter enjoyed Tj's rim arts but did feel that Tj needed to gain some experience before he could fully master it. Tj who had been letting go of all inhibitions all along was now completely unleashed and had found his true calling and purpose. From now on ordinary normal sex would not be able to excite him, this was the thing he had been missing all his life. He must have always been a pig and because of Peter, his inner pig had now fully emerged and he could not go back to his previous life. Peter lowered his legs and turned Tj onto his back and now he sat down with his ass on top of Tj so he could lick him in a different position for once. To Peter's great surprise, he saw that life had come into Tj's flaccid cock. It had become slightly swollen and was beginning to jump up and down slightly. Peter was pleased with what he saw because now he knew for sure that Tj was a born pig. P: You little dirty pig, there is still life in that cock of yours. Peter stood up and went to a dresser and took out a tablet of viagra. P: open your mouth slut, you will get a reward for your good behavior. Peter gave Tj an empty glass put his cock in it began to piss in it. When the glass was half full he put the tablet viagra on Tj's tongue. Tj put the warm glass to his lips and drank the fresh piss and swallowed the tablet viagra that way. Again, he also got the pipe pushed against his lips and only had to blow clouds. Tj had to sit on all fours and got a few slaps against his ass. Tj had not yet noticed that there was a pig's tail hanging from the end of the plug, but with every slap he got his tail shook back and forth nicely and Peter heard how Tj moaned with pleasure. Peter found it a tremendously horny sight to see his creation enjoying the moment so much and struggled to contain himself and not jump on Tj. P: grrrrrrr fuck boy. I want to stretch that cunt of yours. I want to stretch it open and push my fist in. T: hmmm ohh, fuck yes sir. Stretch my cunt open. Piss in my cunt and plant your fist in it. P: do you want that boy. Do you want sir's fist in your cunt. T: oh fuck yes. My hole is all yours. P: then lie down in the sling you dirty pig. Tj lay down in the sling and Peter fastened Tj's feet so he could let his legs hang in the chains. He watched Peter put a tourniquet back around his arm. Peter took a syringe filled with Tina and he looked for a nice vein. Tj felt another prick and watched as blood mixed with the clear mixture in the syringe. T: may I inject myself sir. May I send myself into the stars again. P: go ahead boy. You've earned this. It thrilled Tj that for the first time he was allowed to administer a slam to himself and at that moment for the first time his own cock came completely hard. Peter had seen it and took Tj's stiff cock in his hands and started pulling on it. P: Fuck boy, you are one of those lucky bastards who can still get stiff with a little help. Tj got a blissful feeling all over him when Peter started pulling on his stiff cock because that feeling had been around for a very long time. P: c'mon boy lets fly back to the stars and empty that syringe. Tj pushed on the plunger and watched as the red liquid disappeared into his arm and it wasn't long before he got back the stroke of the slam and felt like a real pig again. His pussy was now fully on fire and although he felt the plug firmly in his pussy it was no longer enough. T: owh yes, yes, take me, take my fucking cunt. Peter pulled the plug out of Tj's hole in 1 jerk and saw how the sphincter was completely open and making sucking movements, it was like it was looking for a cock to suck inside. Peter took a large portion of grease and lubricated Tj's pussy with it and pushed 4 fingers inside at the same time. Tj closed his eyes let him go fully into the sling and moaned. Peter started to stretch Tj's pussy open more and more with his hands and he took one dildo about 9 cm thick and wanted to push it inside but he still felt some resistance from Tj's sphincter. He took the poppers and pushed them under Tj's nose and ordered him to sniff. Tj sniffed heavily at the fresh poppers and felt his cunt relax further. Tj felt Peter trying to push the huge dildo into his cunt and how his sphincter gave up trying to work against it. Tj felt his cunt being pulled completely open to its maximum and how the dildo slowly slid in advance of his sphincter. The feeling of being pulled open like this excited him so much that pre-cum spontaneously oozed from his stiff cock. Tj started pulling on his dick and that made him relax even more so the dildo slid in more smoothly. Peter didn't expect it to go in so easily and let Tj continue pulling on his stiff pole for a while. Because his Tj's pussy was so full of the dildo he felt that his bladder was still completely full of piss and he without being ashamed of it or thinking about it just started to empty his bladder. From Tj's tense cock the piss gushed out, he pointed his cock at his face and the jet sprayed onto his face. He opened his mouth so he could catch his own piss and the jet was now squirting straight into his mouth. P: fuck, fuck yeah little dirty pig. Drink that dirty piss of yours. Peter pulled the dildo out of Tj's pussy and immediately pushed his hand inside. He was able to push all 5 of his fingers inside and touch down to the thickest point of his hand. Tj had just stopped pissing and felt Peter's hand twisting inside his pussy and he could not contain his moans anymore. Peter continued to play with Tj's cunt for a while but would not push any further with his hand. He would let Tj continue to train his cunt himself over the next few days so that next time his cunt would be completely ready to be fisted. Tj was completely in pig heaven and then he felt the hand disappear from his hole. He opened his eyes and saw Peter standing next to him and offering him his cock. P: suck pig. Tj took Peter's cock in his mouth and began to suck it. He felt the cock get hard back in his mouth and then Peter pulled it out. Peter went back to Tj's ass and pushed his cock all the way in at once. Tj's pussy was completely loose and Peter felt no resistance at all. Tj's cunt was glowing and Peter enjoyed the warm cave for a moment. P: Your cunt is fantastic boy. It's just a little dry. Peter looked with a devilish look at Tj T: make it wet sir, make my cunt wet with your fat cock. P: hmmmmm, ok dirty piggy. I will make your pussy nice and moist. Peter pushed his cock balls deep into Tj's pussy and began to empty his bladder. Tj felt a warm glow forming in his bowels and lower abdomen and felt piss begin to flow from his pussy . Tj was totally out of control of his sphincter and could not keep the piss in and it ran down Peter's cock back out of his pig cunt onto the floor. T: oh yes sir, fill my cunt with your piss and cum . Peter started fucking Tj's cunt while pissing and felt how soggy Tj's cunt had become because of his piss. Tj now felt like a real pig and let himself go completely. He moaned and pulled on his stiff cock. Peter increased the pace of his thrusts and sling rocked briskly back and forth. Tj couldn't hold back anymore. T: oh fuck sir I'm going to squirt. Can I squirt. P: oh yeah little dirty pig. Just squirt your cum. Peter thrust very heavily into Tj's pussy and Tj felt his balls getting ready to squirt their huge load of cum. Tj cried out in pleasure and felt the blissful feeling of ejaculation come over him and shot his first load of cum in weeks. It was a huge load of cum coming out of his balls as his entire chest and belly were full of his cum. Peter lubricated his hands in it and pushed his seed-laden hand into Tj's mouth. Tj who was still gasping eagerly devoured his own cum and swallowed it all. Now Peter also came to his climax and squirted his cum deep into Tj's bowels. Peter fell down on Tj's chest and licked up Tj's remaining cum and then spit it into Tj's face. P: you dirty slut. I'm proud of what you've become. Peter pushed the pig-tailed plug back into Tj's gaping cunt and unhooked it. Peter and Tj kissed some more and then Peter took Tj back to his bedroom. Peter laid out another letter made sure everything was replenished and left. The next morning, Tj woke up and then saw his pig-tailed plug for the first time. He started laughing but was actually proud of his pigtail. The last session had completely changed his world and had given him new visions and desires. He smelled his own body for a moment and he noticed how his body smelled like piss. He felt how his trapped cock wanted to get stiff again but didn't ass up because he was trapped again. Still Tj had a relieved feeling in his balls because they had been able to unload their load .He got up and went to the kitchen to see what Sir had laid out for him. He saw the letter lying there and read it. From now on you are my little dirty pig, my personal piss bucket and stinking cunt. You would make me happy if the next session you still smell like the previous session. But I'm not committing you to anything. It would, however, indicate your willingness to fully surrender to your training and accept your new role. I have to do some meetings for work and won't be back for a few days. This will give your body some time to recover from our sessions and you can regain your strength so that you are ready for the next part. I would like you to use this time to stretch your pussy further because in our next session I want to be able to plant my fist in your ass. From now on, I also want you to have drunk enough water before every session and to have your new plug in your pussy. Wear it with pride and then I will use you like you should use a real proud pig. To celebrate your transformation I will provide a reward before our next session. So just make sure you have gained enough strength. See you in a few days.

The bookstore was quiet yesterday afternoon. I had taken a half-day off work and, horned out of my mind, decided I would get myself ready and head out to see what kind of trouble I could get into. Having paid my entry fee, I made my way into the back room. This particular bookstore has all booths, no public rooms – but there are two separate spaces, each with a dozen or so booths each, and several of them have glory holes. I have swallowed countless loads through those holes over the years, but today I had something different in mind. I had never taken a load in my ass through one, and it was time to change that. To my chagrin, all the pairs of glory hole booths were occupied when I walked in. I meandered around for a bit, navigating around the other guys who were prowling the halls. I heard the door to the main store open a few times, and on my next circle, sure enough, a pair of booths was open. I entered one and locked the door, turning on the video and hitting my brown bottle as I waited for the door in the next booth to squeak shut. It did not take long. A figure entered, and I could see his camouflage shorts through the hole in the wall. He started the video in his booth and took out his cock, stroking it to get it hard. I placed my hand by the hole to let him know I was ready to take his cock, but to my great disappointment his hand appeared instead of his cock. I tried to coax him a few more times, but he would not take me up on my offer. Frustrated, I realized he wasn’t planning on leaving, so I stepped out of my booth and began wandering the halls again. I tried a few more booths, but guys seemed more interested in looking through to see who was on the other side of the hole than they were in using the hole for its intended purpose. I finally gave up and went back to my car. Still insanely horny, I sat in my car and perused Grindr and Sniffies to see if I could find a top nearby. The closest guy on Grindr was only a few hundred feet away – probably inside the store. So, I messaged him. “Hey, where are you?” As I suspected, he informed me that was inside. “I’m in the parking lot,” I responded. “I need to get fucked.” “Come in and take my load through the glory hole,” he replied, then gave me the number of the booth he was in. I went back into the store and into the back room, and sure enough, the booth next to his was open. I no sooner locked the door than a thick cock about seven inches long slid through the hole. I undid my shorts as I knelt, pulling out my lube and slathering a blob on my hole as I took him in my mouth. He sighed with pleasure as I worked his shaft back and forth, getting it nice and slick. His hard cock got harder, and I knew it was time. I stood, grabbing his shaft with my hand as I turned around and bent over. I guided the tip to my hungry pucker and then pushed back. He pushed forward at the same time, and suddenly he was as deep in me as the plywood wall between us would allow. He started pumping urgently as I placed my hands on my knees for support. It didn’t take long before I heard him grunt. I squeezed my sphincter around his shaft and felt those telltale pulses – for the first time ever, I was getting bred by a random stranger through a glory hole! Sure, I’ve taken plenty of anonymous loads while blindfolded, but this was a new and very different experience. The pulses subsided and he quickly pulled out of my ass, leaving a bead of cum running down the wall from the bottom of the hole. In a flash he was zipped up and out the door. I decided to stay a little longer, but it was the wrong time of day for there to be any kind of crowd, so I eventually gave up and went home, his cum soaking my underwear as I drove. I’ll definitely go back another day when the back room is busier and see if I can get even more anonymous cum that way.

"Former President Donald Trump's recent acknowledgment that he lost the 2020 election has rattled prominent far-right figures, with some saying they will lead a campaign to keep him from being elected in 2024. At least three times in recent weeks Trump, the 2024 Republican party nominee, has acknowledged that he lost in 2020 "by a whisker." "He beat us by a whisker. It was a terrible thing," Trump said of President Joe Biden during a 45 minute interview Aug. 4 with podcaster Lex Fridman. He used similar language at an Aug. 30 Moms for Liberty summit and an Aug. 23 press event at the Southern border. Despite frequently and falsely claiming that he actually won the election and making the issue a central point of his 2024 bid, Trump has occasionally over the last few years admitted that he lost. Trump lost the popular vote to Biden by 7 million votes and the Electoral College by 74 electoral votes. His effort to overturn the election culminated in Jan. 6, 2021 attack on the U.S. Capitol by Trump supporters hoping to stop the certification of his defeat. The reaction to Trump's most recent comments from some far-right activists and influencers has been unusually stark. White nationalist Nick Fuentes blasted Trump Sept. 4 for admitting that he lost the 2020 election, and said that he will work to get voters not to back Trump. "So, why did we do Stop the Steal? Why did did anyone go to Jan. 6? Why did any one go to jail? ... It would have been good to know that before 1,600 people got charged," Fuentes said on his podcast, referring to the criminal charges for those who invaded and ransacked the Capitol. "It would’ve been good to know that before (I) had all my money frozen, put on a no-fly list, banned from everything, lost all my bank and payment processing.”" [think before following links] https://www.yahoo.com/gma/trump-admits-lost-2020-leading-192730313.html?spot_im_highlight_immediate=true&spot_im_reply_id=sp_Rba9aFpG_f18f1714-13c9-3b18-b348-5a85722416cb_c_2lff0F0LeWFfQTJXSvgsf4oqoPH_r_2lk23HqSlALpL4bFKAkyJ6TiW0V&utm_source=spotim&utm_medium=e-mail&utm_campaign=liked-message&spot_im_redirect_source=email "Why?" indeed Nick. That's the question the non fringe part of the country has been asking for years. Why would you, or anyone, chose to disbelieve all the systems we have in place to ensure fraud and stolen elections don't happen. Instead believe all the people running those systems are part of a conspiracy, and not one of them is going to blow a whistle. Instead you believe one guy who needs a thesaurus and isn't very good at lying? In trumpland, everything you lost is just a "whisker."

Okee dokee. You wrote: That would come as a shock to any number of societies that existed in millennia past, having invented money but which had zero socialist features. Given that most of the rest of your ill-informed screed descends from this gross misunderstanding of economics, I really could leave it at that and consider your argument debunked. Every government that does *anything* is "redistributive". Roads built with taxes redistribute money. Public buildings, including the courts needed to vindicate private rights, redistribute money through their very existence. Taxes exist as a means of providing societal good. The fact that they're sometimes abused doesn't mean that by definition, they're a failure. And as @NEDenver pointed out, the overwhelming majority of people who don't pay *income* taxes do not, AT PRESENT, make enough to hit the lowest level of taxation. That includes disabled people and those too sick to work, children, full-time students, retired people, and more. That's the only way anyone can get anywhere close to claiming that "51%" of people are taking the other 49%'s money, and even then, that's still a specious claim. Beyond that: almost all of those people still pay other forms of tax, including sales and use taxes (state and local), property taxes (state and local, either directly or included in their rents, because as an expense of renting property to others, that's going to be calculated in), tariffs (federal, which drive up the costs of imported goods for domestic consumers), plus a wide variety of "fees" (state and local) that are as often as not taxes by another name. You should have stayed hating her. The fundamental flaw in her (and most conservatives' thinking) is that she and they think society exists to benefit themselves, so they can get rich off the labor of others. The truth is that society exists - or should exist, at any rate - as a way for a population to band together to jointly make and create the things that make it possible to live together peacefully. We have courts and police so that someone in every family doesn't have to stay awake all night guarding one's house and livestock. We have regulation of agriculture so that we don't all have to grow our own wheat and zucchini and sheep and chickens to have food to eat but can still be reasonably assured that the food we buy is safe. Money provides a relatively stable means of conducting trade between people, so that I can trade my work (physical or mental) for money, which I can then trade for food and housing (or a computer or a vacation). Almost every person on earth depends on others to survive. Even among the most "primitive" (by western standards) tribes engage in trade, and have for millennia. I sincerely doubt you'd survive six months if you had to do everything on your own, including somehow preventing the pollution of whatever land you claimed as your own (or even being able to hold onto that claim).

@IrishBoi: To answer your question, I'm going to give you what is strictly my opinion, and that is "No, you should not become poz." It's not just that "stay negative" is my default advice, although it is; it's that you have identified several potential issues you'd need to resolve. For starters, you note that all the poz people you know are undetectable. That is, in fact, the status for the overwhelming majority of gay men in the developed western world who are poz and who know it. Of course, there are always poz men who don't know (and thus have never gone on medications), and there are a handful - not many - who avoid meds, sometimes to their detriment. But they're a small minority of poz men in the west. Second, as you note, a lot of undetectable guys want nothing to do with chasers. They became poz not deliberately but because of misplaced trust, a broken condom, substance abuse problems, a drunken fling, or whatever. Some of the ones who've been poz the longest gave up trying to prevent it, back in the days when infection rates were high, so they could stop stressing and worrying about every single sexual encounter. But almost all of them decided they'd rather live a long life, and the introduction of modern HIV medications made that possible. Not a lot of them are going to want to give that up just to help you "cross over." Third, you yourself note that you have issues with taking pills, and while I wouldn't call my HIV pill "massive", it's larger than the ones I take for controlling my blood pressure, my cholesterol, etc. On the other hand it's considerably smaller than my daily vitamin or the handful of joint/heart supplements I also take. If you did manage to become poz, I can assure you: unless you're one of a very few lucky non-progressors, within a relatively short period of time, maybe ten years, you'll likely be fighting to stay alive and active, if you can't take the medication. Fourth, you say you've "fully considered" being poz, but I can assure you, the reality, especially if you can't take medications, is nothing you've thought about. If you don't know anyone poz who isn't undetectable, and haven't watched anyone in the hospital who's wasted away from 200 lbs down to 120 in five months because his body's giving out, you haven't "fully considered" anything. Yes, yes, I get it: there's a forbidden element to HIV conversion, which many of us have eroticized. But the reality is really divorced from the fantasy if standard treatment isn't an option, and it sounds like it isn't for you.

Part 1 Carson Bull woke up to his 4am alarm. As he began to move and shook the fog from his brain, he sat up and began his morning routine. It started by throwing on shorts and a tank top, and making the mile run to his gym. After 90 minutes, he would run back, meditate, shower, and begin his day. He was about to turn 55. He had spent his entire life working, never stopping. His success eventually paid off, last year he had “retired”. Now he spent his time pursuing passion projects and teaching chemistry at a local college, though he still had a research lab running at the big university he was granted a position at after selling two start ups to big pharma. As he got dressed for the day, Carson made note to see his barber at lunchtime. He was 55, and looked it. At 5’10, he was 200lbs of beef. No abs to be seen, but he usually put younger men to shame in the gym. He had started shaving his head when he turned 40, and let the beard grow in enough to attract younger guys, but short enough to be taken seriously at conferences. It was also around the age of 40 he began accumulating tattoos. As a scientist, he was concerned with symmetry. Things in nature have a perfect symmetry, even if it seems unaligned. He made sure that for every piece he got on one side of his body, there was one that matched the size and general shape on the other. He even eventually had a small tattoo done at the base of his 8in dick, to make everything even as well. At 45 he began accumulating piercings. They were simple enough at first, but after his nipples were done, he went to his monthly group party downtown at the bath house, and saw a man with a Jacob’s ladder gaping some twink. So he began adding those. Six piercings later, he topped off his daddy dick with a PA. Over the years, he had gauged them up. Now, he considered himself in the prime of his life. He had reached his peak evolution. By 8am, he had reached the building that his research lab occupied. In his office he opened his email to what indicated a long day was a head. Of course, before the holiday weekend and indulging in projects outside of work. “For someone who is retired, I work a lot”, he remarked. “Good Morning, Dr. Bull”. He saw his grad student, Arthur, standing in the door way. “Good Morning Arthur, how’re you?”. Arthur proceeded to chat a little. Arthur was in his final year of his doctoral program. He had been instrumental in the research Carson had been focused on for the last five years. Carson had allowed him into the lab for his mind, but also because four years ago he found Arthur cruising the Fens, the local park where students went to hook up. He had decided not to indulge then, but knew Arthur had a place in his research. That time was quickly coming to an end, and little did Arthur know Carsons plans for him to help with his research even further.

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.

Piss it is: In the hole, mouth or on the body. Be a man and take it.

You know, every now and then, I love to crack open a beer, hook up my shower enema bag, and get going at a good relaxing enema! I lay down in the tub with each leg resting on the rim of the tub, insert the enema hose(after a good lubing)get pass that second hole and then just let that warm water do its thing! I sip my beer, got some music playing, and usually look at porn on my phone while feel I things moving...when it's time, I pull out the hose, release, wash that shite down the drain and start over...something so relaxing about it as I take care of my hairy ass!..then I am ready for a good fisting and fucking!..

Ears, septum and nipple at present. Have had PA and eyebrow. Definitely want more, especially in genital area.

Former mostly straight guy here, I always liked sucking cock but when I finally got fucked, there was no turning back. Got rid of my girlfriend and now 100% into pleasing guys, to the point that I don't even want to cum anymore. My favorite scenario is being head down, ass up waiting for a cock to fuck me bare and breed me. Been trying to sign up on here for months, thanks to whoever fixed it. Love that there's a place I can go and not be judged about loving bareback cock and getting my hole filled with cum!

I’m sorry you have no grasp of economics. I’ve already got a friend from high school a bunch of us are trying to yank out of stupid right wing rabbit holes, but we can start with how our taxation system is designed to transfer wealth from the bottom to a very small subset of people at the top. Stupid Republicans whine about how we’re feeding children instead of making them crawl around fixing machinery in meat packing plants. Evil Republicans are collecting the money the rest of us including the stupid Republicans put in by government subsidies at a faster rate than ever before thanks to the last round of tax cuts pushed through by the Republicans in Congress. Also, the laughability of pretending self sustainability is possible in the modern era is flat out alt-right nonsense. For starters, I guarantee you didn’t build the device you’re using to access this forum yourself. I used to pack shotgun shells with my dad and uncle growing up, but no one smelts and forms their own guns and ammunition after mining the raw materials. We distribute specialized tasks out. Hell, even Grizzly Adams got the occasional package. It’s not like life can be a live action version of Valheim. Alt-righters would just be silly if they weren’t so hellbent on creating a utopia for the top 0.1% at the expense of the rest of us, including themselves . Gay alt-righters are sillier, since we all know we’re one of the social outgroups getting scapegoated.

You're very welcome. As @Poz50something noted, there's some sort of myth about a "community" of poz barebackers that you can join by becoming poz, but it's just that - a myth. It wasn't always necessarily so. Back when AIDS was first discovered - and when HIV was identified as the cause - the affected community DID have to come together, because we were shunned not only by panicked straight people, but also by other gay people who weren't poz. You're way too young to have seen the reaction to the world as a whole when gay men suddenly started dying of a mysterious illness, one that couldn't readily be diagnosed until the onset of one or more of what were called "opportunistic infections" - the kinds of infections that were killing gay men whose immune systems were completely collapsing, even though these infections were almost unknown in the broader world (or were easy to treat in other cases). I was fortunate, if one can call it that (and I hate that word in this sense) that I lived in a relatively small city far from the big population centers where HIV initially spread rampantly - New York City, San Francisco, Los Angeles. Once HIV was identified and a test developed to detect its antibodies, we learned that as many as HALF of gay men in San Francisco - one of the two centers of gay culture in the US - were HIV positive. Virtually every one of those people tested then are dead, many decades ago. The problem for the rest of the country, of course, is that thousands and thousands of gay men traveled to those cities from other places every year, having sex with locals, and bringing the infection back to their local community. Local mores being what they are, it didn't usually spread as far within those smaller towns and cities, but it didn't stay contained to the original person, either. Public reaction was predictably horrible. One very prominent conservative pundit called for mandatory tattooing of a "positive" indicator on the asses of gay men who tested positive, so that at least anyone who had sex with them would be informed (as though most of us weren't being up front anyway). Ambulance companies would refuse to transport early victims to the hospital because they didn't know if the disease was transmitted by air or not, and gay people weren't important enough, generally speaking, that anyone was outraged by that kind of behavior. In that kind of environment, the healthier poz guys stepped up to help care for others (along with, to be fair, a lot of negative gay men willing to help). Even more so, lesbian groups did even more; since they were (broadly speaking) far less likely to get infected, they did a lot of the "on the ground" work of caring for their poz friends and brothers. They were often the only reason gay men didn't literally die in the streets, as they helped establish some of the earliest hospices to care for the dying. That was then. Importantly, even though there WAS a community of people coming together in the face of being poz, it was a community none of us WANTED to be in. There's only been this "eroticization" of HIV in the last couple of decades. In fact, I'd say there were perhaps five main overlapping periods: --Panic and fear, because we didn't know what was going on (until about 1985); --Resolute fighting and demands for improved care and treatment (1985-early 90's); --A kind of resignation that if becoming poz is likely or inevitable, we might as well let it happen so we can stop stressing after every sex act (early 90's to about turn of the century); --Dawn of hope that new medications could extend life by some substantial unknown amount of time (1996-2010 or so); and --The discovery that getting to undetectable meant inability to transmit the virus, coupled with the development of PrEP to prevent infection in the first place (early 2010's - present). As far as I can tell, the eroticization of HIV infection didn't begin to take hold until the third and fourth periods - people began fantasizing that, well, if I'm going to become poz, let's make it deliberate and something done knowingly to me, making me part of that community. The irony is that the "community" was already on its way out, because government had finally sort of gotten its act together and was helping provide treatment, and being able to become undetectable meant HIV-positive people didn't have "that look" that outed them as poz. Most of the things that brought us together - fundraisers for HIV care, to pay for special HIV hospices, demonstrations to demand research and action - were going by the wayside.

I know that feelin. I make sure my loads are deep up my boys ass.

Your buddy is probably a 0g or 00g - I'd ask him. The bigger the cock, the bigger the PA is can have. I'm a 0g - that's as big as I can go based on the size of my cock. You'll love having a pierced cock.

I do both--and I never know which until the moment happens. Sometimes I know I don't want it too deep, if I'm looking for a snack after the fuck...

So I've studied similar setups for the purposes of mind control if this boy is gonna be someone you wanna control/use for a period of time (more on that in a sec): Add the blindfold and headphones first. Everything you use after this should be out of view of the bottom until they can't see or hear. Turn on the audio. Make sure they absolutely cannot hear anything at all. I suggest starting with a track other than the primary hypnosis one while you finish setting up. Turn on your hypnosis tracks after you finish the immobilization. Make them as immobile as possible. If you're gonna have sex do it prior. Then tighten any restraints, add restraints, if they like plugs or something add one but not anything too big. You can also move them to one of those rubber body bags with a straight jacket (if you have it) or use rope and a chair. The point regardless is to have them in a position they can maintain without strain for longer periods, but absolutely without any ability to move. If going for a longer sesh, you can add in periodic stimuli they don't understand. Some people put a heat blanket under or near and every once in a while, add momentary head. You can do this also with vibration or turning a fan on and off pointed towards them, or even opening a bottle of fragrance. You want their brain to question through the session whether what they are experience is real, or in their heads. Another is to drip a single drop of cold or warm water somewhere on their exposed skin they can't touch. Was it real? Or not? You wanna do this at irregular intervals so they cannot establish a sense of time (meaning don't do it regularly every 15 minutes, but on the 3, 7, 15, 19, 30 minute - whatever). One other thing is to incorporate your queue word into the track. It's simple audio editing but record yourself saying a word - it can be anything but should not be something they hear all the time. I'm struggling to think of what right now - orangutan, lemongrass....lol make it one word. Have this play over the hypnosis throughout at 50% volume of the track. This will be the word you use later to queue their alertness to your commands/requests. NOW, how long do you keep them this way, depends. If you're having a full weekend session, and you want control, 4 hours post your first sexual experience will be enough. If you'd prefer ongoing enduring control, you can keep going longer and repeat weekly or whenever you get a sense the effect is wearing off. A friend of mine was once kept this way for 36 hours and still responds to his masters control word though not the way he did at first. After this time, your sub will be somewhat disoriented and may have challenges forming statements. Begin using your word to tell them to go to the kitchen, sit at the table, and drink the water or something similar and let them reorient themselves. You don't need to coddle them and can go almost immediately back to sexual or other types of control after that, even in public. TWO MORE THINGS: When you have a commend, make it in the form of a statement. So, "Oragutan, go to the table sit down drink the water." No please, no thank you. And not a question "Oragutan, will you please go to the table sit down and drink the water." Over time, your sub starts to hear your statements as questions so start to see it as their own will versus yours. Depending on your drug use or comfort (though ketamine is legal a lot of places), either microdose or significant dose him throughout the session. Ketamine experiences are highly sensory based on surroundings and senses, but you control all of those, so it can become a really intense experience. I've done this several times consensually, but you can imagine some people do this without consent. My first time I was group fucked while blinded and with headphones then moved and bound and kept that way for 24 hours. Once out, I got used by god knows how many people for a few days and felt completely in control of the entire situation but was completely under the control of my dom. It was a really hot experience and I've done it again for shorter periods since then. The third time was definitely pervier and that was hot too because it felt less like my control and more like complete submissing and control. Anyway, hope that helps! Sorry for long post.

As deep as I can push my load into that mankunt and try to knock him up good 😈

I am a (divorced) single parent and one of my kids has special needs, so I *never* play at home. When I had a job that took me away from home, I played pretty much every weeknight - depending where I was, it would be (in order of preference): my hotel room, sauna or cruise. I love the Greenhouse Saunas in both Birmingham and Luton and I used to be a regular visitor at Boltz. The thing with all of those though - I found Boltz lost something around 2015 when they did a redesign. Prior to that it was full of these little nooks and crannies and had a single gloryhole at the bottom of some stairs where I took a ton of loads. After the redesign, it lost the sleaziness. Then they moved and still haven't recovered it in my opinion. Same with the Greenhouse at Birmingham - they redesigned it around the same sort of time, lost a load of cubicles and the like and it seemed to become less of a sleazy fuckfest. I haven't been to Luton in years - the last time was just after lockdown and it was dead. There were more staff than guests. And the other issue is local places like The Boiler Room in Sheffield and Zeus in Mansfield all close too early in the week (and as above, weekends are really tough for me). It's getting tougher too - hotels that used to have easy access moved to card access or gone altogether (the Britannia Hotels in Nottingham and Birmingham were not exactly the best but easy for tops to walk in and out of and get straight to your room). Which gives me an idea actually - I think I'll start a thread where guys can list easy-access hotels. It might take away some of the guesswork.

It took my anonymous top longer than I would have preferred, but I was thankful when the door opened and I saw a pair of sandals with socks walk through the door. I couldn’t tell much, but his legs seemed thin. Saw him walk directly to the first stall, open up the door, and heard him say in a low voice “That’s a good cumdump” before feeling his hands on my ass. He ran a finger along my crack, pausing at my hole. I heard him spit and felt a spindly finger slowly probing my hole before slipping in. I took a hit of poppers, trying to not get close to the ground. I heard shorts dropping to the ground as he removed his finger and him spit again, rubbing his dick before I felt pressure again on my hole. The tip wasn’t very big, and with the poppers, he slid right on in. He bottomed out quickly and let out a long moan. I couldn’t tell how big he was, but my guess would have been around 4-5in long and average girth. My thoughts were interrupted as he pulled out and slammed himself inside of me, hitting my prostate with his raw dick. I let out a surprised yelp followed by a moan. I heard a chuckle behind me and he fucked me with the speed of a jackrabbit. My dick was leaking precum into my jockstrap, my head was almost getting pushed into the wall opposite, and I lost myself moaning louder than I should have. After about two minutes, the anonymous top started whimpering “fuck…fuck…take my load faggot.” I felt his slender fingers grab underneath my hips and pull me back as he thrust as deep as he could in me. I swear I felt his dick pulsing as he shot rope after rope of cum inside me. “Stay right there until I leave, slut” he said to me. I felt him pull out quickly and heard the familiar click of a phone taking a photo. I heard a shuffling of clothes and saw the socks in sandals walk out the door. I barely had a moment to gather my thoughts when the door opened again.

I moved as quickly as I could without making a sound out the door. It was about midday on a Thursday so I didn’t have class. I quickly texted “Daddy,” the poz man that had bred me through a broken condom, to see if he was available. In the meantime however, I knew of a cruisy bathroom in a park nearby. I rapidly logged on to the usual cruising sites and posted that I would be at the bathroom in about 15 minutes. I hopped in the car and drove off. Getting to the park was easy enough with it being in the middle of the work day. The streets were not as congested, and parking was of no concern. The bathroom itself was situated towards the back of the park and near trails that were not commonly used. My jockstrap was containing my dick so that I wouldn’t be getting hard while walking, but my ass twitched with each step. After a bit of walking, fighting through some overgrown underbrush, and stopping a moment to check if I was headed in the right direction, the bathroom came into sight. it wasn’t much to look at from the outside. The men’s toilet was on the left side, women’s on the right. The paint on the walls and doors were peeling and not maintained, with a worn path leading to the men’s room—the women’s bathroom had no such trail. Admiring the building, nervousness filling my body, I took a deep breath and walked through the door. The air was stale and smelled like a mix of musty locker room and dirt. The floor was sticky from dried urine, with the occasional shoe print left from some guy with dirt on his shoes. Looking around, I saw the two sinks on the left hand side of the wall, a urinal immediately on the right followed by two stalls, still with their doors on. A brief check under the dividers told me that I was alone. I briskly walked to the final stall, my steps loudly echoing off of the walls. Once inside, I grabbed some toilet paper, cleaned off the toilet seat, pulled my shorts off hanging them on a hook on the back of the door, and sat my bare ass on the toilet seat. i checked my phone—no response from “Daddy,” but on one of the cruising sites, there was a profile walking around in the park. A quick peak showed no photo, no stats, just “top.” I messaged him “anon bottom looking to get bred, at the bathroom in the back. I’m in the last stall” as I started playing with my dick through my jockstrap. A few minutes had passed before I got his response: “be on your knees ass under the divider slut. On my way.” I cringed at the thought of getting on the ground, but my horniness and my lust for an anonymous load won out. I got my poppers from my shorts, put my phone away, and got on my hands and knees on the sticky ground. It took me a few moments to find a position where I could angle my ass under the divider: my feet and ass were in the other stall, my head was nearly touching the ground. Turning my head to the right, I could see behind the toilet and shuddered as I realize the bathroom had not been cleaned in a long time. Turning my head to the left, I could see a small section of the door before the divider blocked the view. Ass up and face down, I waited.

I felt heat. In that moment all that I felt was heat and a deep yearning the likes of which I had never felt before. I almost laughed as I took in my surroundings and pressed my ass back against Henry’s tongue. There I was on a hard mattress, propped up on a squeaky metal frame over a polished concrete floor, in the private room of a guy that I had only met twenty minutes before in a bathhouse, completely naked having my ass eaten out. Funny though I may have found it I knew that there was nowhere else in the world that I wanted to be. “Mmmm,” Henry moaned behind me, “Such a nice sweet twink hole. Love your little pink pucker,” and he dove back in. Henry kept a firm grip on my ass cheeks keeping them spread apart for himself with his massive rough calloused hands. I could feel his salt and pepper beard scraping against my crack every time he moved up and down, and it only added to the joy that I was getting from him opening up my virgin hole with his talented tongue. I had just turned 18 that morning, and graduated high school not three days before. I had lied to my parents telling them that I was going out with friends for my birthday when in fact I had a very different sort of celebration in mind. All through high school I had been the only out gay kid in my little country high school so despite my deepest desires I had remained a virgin with a very active imagination. So as my 18th birthday approached I began to considered other options: I was too broke to hire an escort, let alone figure out where I would take him. I could have just gone on Grindr but then I would probably find someone I or my parents knew. Then again, I could drive two hours into the city and head to the gay district. I selected the latter option, and then my research began. After a few days of scrolling through Google I stumbled across a tiny reference to a bar called The Tight End and a bathhouse that adjoined it. From my extensive reading of internet erotica I guessed that a bathhouse would be a quick mean to my mission’s end, to lose my virginity before going away to college in a few months. So with my course of action settled I just had to wait till I turned 18. At around Christmas time when I first made my plan I had intended to wait till a little further into the summer but as the end of the school year approached along with my birthday I became increasingly impatient. Every time I watched porn I found myself pondering what the bottoms must be feeling, focusing on that first moment of penetration where the bottom’s ass must give way and allow the top inside. The week before my birthday I made up my mind, I would go first thing in the morning and get my new ID and then I would tell my parents that a few friends had planned a party in the city, I got them to give me some gas money and book me a cheap hotel for the night so that I wouldn’t have to drive home late and set off on my secret plan. The Tight End was a small dingy bar and when I parked around the corner I felt certain that there would be no on inside. I was wrong. When I got past the bouncer at the front door, who took a good long while looking at my new ID, I was shocked to find the entire bar pack full of all shorts or people. There were young guys like me, older guys, bears, leather men, basically if you could imagine him he was here. However, exploring a gay bar was not my purpose, I was a twink with a mission. I made my way through the assorted men to the back of the bar when I had read was the entrance to the bathhouse. I went through a black painted door marked “Baths” and found myself face to face with just about the largest man I had ever seen. He had to be nearly six foot seven and entirely composed of muscle, and clad only in a pair of black pants and a white wife beater t-shirt he made quite the imposing figure. “ID kid," he said in rumbling voice befitting of a man his size. I fumbled to get my ID out and stood there shaking like a leaf as he looked me and my ID over. “Happy Birthday. Have fun.” He stepped aside and revealed another door, “You pay and get your locker inside.” “Thank you,” I stammered and went through the next door. Inside was what looked like a shitty hotel’s reception desk. There was a reasonably attractive guy in his mid-thirties with super dark five o’clock shadow sitting behind the desk watching porn from the sound of it. Behind him was a rack of keys and then a few small cubbyholes. “You new? I’ve never seen you before,” asked the man at the desk. “Yeah first time.” “Well you’ll get eaten up in there for sure.” The man laughed a little, but when he stopped he smiled kindly. “You want a room or just a locker?” No one had ever written about that question before in any of the erotica I had read, I had no idea what to do, and for a moment I just stood frozen staring at the man. “It’s ok kid, most guys are kinda nervous their first time to the baths. Do you wanna get a private room so you can take a guy back there with you? Those are hourly and you pay when you leave; or you can rent a locker for the night for twenty bucks and hope that the guy, or for you probably guys, you wanna hook up with, if you so choose, have rooms of their one.” “Which would you do?” Looking at the rates about the guys head I was quickly calculating how much it would be to get a room for most of the night. “I would just get a locker if I were you, put my clothes and stuff in there and just take my towel and my key with me. Sweet boy like you’ll get caught up in no time.” He laughed again, and again ended with his kind smile. “Ok, just a locker then.” “All right. That’s twenty bucks.” I fished in my wallet for one of the new crisp twenties I had gotten out of the ATM at home before coming and handed it over to the man. In return he handed me a locker key on a bungee cord like they give you at the pool and a black towel. Then he buzzed me through a door surrounded by red neon lights at the far right of the room. The locker room was much darker then the reception area and it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. It really was just like being at the pool, except that the pool didn’t usually have the vague ever present thumpa-thumpa of club dance music that the baths seemed to have, there were rows of lockers and ever more going around the walls, and scattered about were small changing benches and off at the far end were a few curtained showers. I checked my key, found the corresponding locker, and rather sheepishly stripped down to my underwear, stuffing my clothes into the little box. Then I wrapped my towel around my waist and shimmied my boxer-briefs off under the towel. Dressed then in only my towel, I secured the key around my waist, sucked a few condoms in the roll of my towel, locked the locker and walked away, trying not to look nervous. Just passed the showers was a long bank of mirrors and I stopped for a second to get a look at myself. “Five foot eleven with gold blonde hair and a slight frame and clad in only a towel, God” I thought to myself, “You really are a bad seventy’s porno waiting to happen.” I laughed out loud at that one. I never had really liked the way I looked. I always wished that I looked more manly, was stronger and bigger, covered in hair; but it didn’t matter if I worked out, or exercised or what, I was just a scrawny little pale hairless blond twink. “Ah well,” I thought, “Nothin’ I can do about that now.” I took a deep breath and walked out of the locker room into the bathhouse proper.

Sorry been a while since I posted. Got side tracked the past few weeks. Niall stood there admiring the sight beneath him, Dave's eyes were beginning to roll while he gritted his teeth, bearing the the feeling of penetration. Niall kept eye contact as he told Dave how well he was doing, his lubed up cock began to move ever so slightly of the fully bottomed out boy beneath him. "That's it Davy boy, just breathe and relax. Do just what I tell you, like in work". Tommo, still watching from the couch was stroking his own hard, leaking cock slowly watching the performance. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Niall had told him that his apprentice was game once he was a bit spun but this was something else. Dave was lying on his back across the couch with his head on the arm rest. At the other end Niall knelt, holding Dave's knees on his shoulders, his cock in the young ass. Niall's hips were moving steadily now; long, slow thrusts in and out of the 19 year old's no longer virgin hole. Tommo knew Niall, he was making sure not to scare off Dave qnd make sure he'd be back for more. Chuckling to himself all he could think is how lucky Dave was, Tommo would've gone much rougher...and was planning to once Niall had him nicely warmed up. Shaking himself out of his own thoughts, Tommo returned his attention to the two men in front of him. Naill's pace was still as steady as it had been but by now he was beginning to sweat. The T, the heat of the room, the energy he was exerting, all adding to his perspiration. He had a grin on his face as he looked at the man he was mounting. "Fuck, you're beautiful" he moaned, "such a sexy body and hot ass." Niall turned and kissed the legs resting on his shoulders, running his tongue up and down the shins. Suddenly he grabbed Dave's right foot, brought it to his face and kissed the sole before sucking the toes. Looking down at the young man beneath him Niall was in no doubt he made the right call when he decided to make a move. Dave's hole felt so tight and warm as it squeezed his cock when he thrust. The boy was breathing heavily but Niall kept reassuring him how much of a tough man he was, "takes a real man to take it" he repeated, "good lad, you're a natural".

Part 2 Carson spent much of the day in his office. Since it was a Friday and a long weekend, he decided to duck out at 3pm. “Any plans for the weekend?,” Arthur asked him as he dropped some paperwork off at his secretary’s desk. “I’m going up north.” “Oh right, your cabin.” Years ago, Carson had bought some land in the Maine wilderness, near what was called The Golden Road, a 96 mile stretch of road owned by a logging company. He modestly described it as a cabin. The original cabin was there, but he had since bought more land along one of the many lakes. He had a nice property with a mile long private driveway that led to the Master House on the water. A separate, rougher road led to north to the Cabin, it was really a logging road as well, having been cleared to connect his property. South of the main house was a Barn he had put up. Carson said his goodbye to Arthur, then went home briefly to pick drop off his work bag. The drive took several hours from the city, but it gave him time to clear his head and prepare himself for the weekend. At 8pm he passed through the village on the lake, another 45 minutes later winding his way around he reached the gate to his property. As he drove through, the gate beeped and swung shut behind him. In the city he lived simply. Here though was a different story. He had put a lot of time, and money into making this property exactly what he wanted. The gate was an indulgence and unnecessary, the driveway was a mile long and set so far back from the road that no one could see lights through the dense trees. The only way onto or off the property was through that gate, unless someone trekked to the main road, or came across the lake by boat. As he pulled the car into the garage, the House began lighting up. His first stop was the kitchen, which he had fully stocked. Once a week the wife of a retired farmer came by to check on the House for him, clean and tidy, and bought food ahead of his arrival. A nice woman, and not too nosey, despite being one of those creatures that were born, lived, and planned to die in the same place. Carson stripped and showered, washing the day off him. The shower was the size of a small bedroom, never mind the rest of the bathroom. As he showered off, he admired his tattoos and cock in one of the mirrors, twitching a little at the thought of what the weekend would entail. He dried off, changing into jeans with a black t-shirt and boots. He also grabbed a second cellphone from the charging station next to the kitchen, and a set of keys. His first stop was the Cabin. He drove the ATV 10 minutes up the dirt track. Again, as he approached the flood lights came on. He parked, and went up to the solid oak door. As he did so, the phone app began to automatically unlock the door. He used two keys to unlock the door the rest of the way. This Cabin served as the home for all of his research projects over the last decade. The set up was simple yet elegant. It had servers and hard drives, the laboratory equipment and chemicals he needed. Carson set to work pulling tubes from different incubators and examining the contents, then pulling flasks from others, He looked at them under microscopes, ran partials through instrumentation. The work took a few hours, and when he was done, he leaned back satisfied. He was ready for the next phase of his research, but that would have to wait until after the weekend, when he returned, and Arthur would be waiting for him. Carson left the Cabin, locking up. He then drove the ATV back down the road, past the House, and to the Barn. He ignored the large door, and buzzed himself into an atrium. Here he began to strip naked. He left his boots on, and buzzed himself into the main structure. He immediately had to adjust his eyes to the dim blue light in the first stall. On the other side of the glass door was the most recent subject that had enrolled in his “trial”.

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

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

The three of us walked through the hallways. Only Henry, who was in the lead, wore a towel. Were were heading towards the main common room. When we were passing a large group of men, several of whom had turned to stare at us, Tom grabbed me from behind, and with ease slid his cock into my cum dripping hole, gave me a few quick hard thrusts before pushing me after Henry who hadn’t stopped walking back out towards the patio. Tom repeated his quick pounding act on the patio in front of another large group of guys. Henry led the way to the dark corner of the patio and into the even darker corridor and then to the door of the sling room. There were many more guys there now then there had been the last time I looked in the room. Still, only one sling was occupied, but not by the black guy I had seen before; however, there was now a group of about twenty guys all standing around him, each with a raging hard-on, waiting to breed the guy's hole. I practically ran to the sling where Tom and Henry helped me and to get me situated properly. Once my legs had been put up into the stirrups, Tom roughly slid four fingers into my hole as Henry turned to the tops around the other man. “Hey guys, don’t wanna take you away from what you’re doing but it’s my friend’s birthday and his first trip to the baths and he wants to get his hole used pig style. So this little twink’s formerly tight hole is open for business."

Over the summer I'd been turning out this skinny white boy, Chris, who'd just graduated high school and was curious and wanting to do more with guys. Chris had played some with buds, but was scared about hooking up with random guys yet wanted to try it. He's that generic bland kind of pale, blonde haired guy, smooth hairless body, nice sized uncut cock, and curious about what it was like to get with a Latino guy. That's how I came into the picture. I was the first Latino guy to fuck him (so he said) and I was the first Latino guy he fucked (or so he said). He's a good fuck, his enthusiasm and excitement making up for his clumbsiness and lack of experience. I taught him how cruising works, the do's and don'ts, trying to make suggestive small talk and such. I explained how to hook up at the gym, and at the trail nearby and introduced him to Sniffies and Grindr. It was funny to be with him encouraging him on picking up a guy and he did good on his first try, going over to a guy's place to flip fuck. His dick gets a lot of attention but sadly he's more of a bottom, but it depended on the guy. He quickly came to like how raunchy Latino guys are and how easy it was to pick them up. And they liked him too. I took him to the club where they have CumUnion on Manana as they have play times on Sunday and he had a lot of fun there. I wanted to see how far he'd go, so I told him about a place on Webb Chappel Extension where guys hang out down in the concrete drainage channel looking to hook up. Chris was curious and so we went down one night and I explained to him what to wear, what not to wear, what to bring and what not to bring. He was kind of freaked out as some of the guys down in the drainage channel were kind of rough and thuggy but as soon as one flashed his big thick uncut cock he was down on it sucking it for all he was worth, pulling off his t-shirt. I was playing with a papi nearby and it was clear Chris didn't speak Spanish well enought to get by as the guy wanted him to finger his ass while he got sucked. I finally told Chris what the guy wanted and he started doing it, which got the guy moaning. Soon the guy told me to tell Chris to stand up and pull his shorts down as he wanted to fuck him. Chris did as told and the guy was spitting on his ass and working his cock in with just the spit and no condom. Chris pretty much never asked guys their status and just took them raw. I never asked him about his status, just presumed he was on prep but who knows. Chris was whining and moaning like crazy and most guys turned to watch the show going on. A few headed over for a better look. The guy fucking Chris was saying horrible nasty stuff to him in Spanish and I wasn't about to translate, but it was hot to watch and listen too. I was getting drilled by a hot papi chulo and was too into it to say or do anything about Chris. Other guys were stroking their cocks clearly wanting for the guy to finish and take their turn loading Chris's ass. Once the guy finished in Chris another guy took over breeding him. The guy breeding me finished and soon enough another guy took his place. I was having fun and left Chris on his own. Clearly he was getting what he wanted. The crowd thinned as guys got what they wanted and finally Chris said "no mas" to more guys drilling him and said he was ready to go. As we walked back to my car I'd asked him how many guys he'd taken and Chris admitted he didn't know. "That was kind of fucked up bro" he admitted. Back at the car we smoked a couple joints and drank few beers to chill out a bit. He admitted he didn't know if he could do that again as it was pretty raunchy and nasty. Yet a few days later I saw him back on Sniffies looking. I'd explained to him about the one neighborhood place that has a Friday night thing were guys show up and do whatever. It's mostly Latino guys but not as trashy or scary as the rough cholos that hang out in the gulley. He agreed to try it but that he would back out if he felt uncomfortable. Most of the guys there are like me, younger, not thugs, not trashy, but dealing with the pent up BS that we all deal with. It's pretty dim in the rooms, mattresses on the floors, and a chill vibe. Chris was undressing in the living room and a cute younger guy and he connected. They wound up going back to one of the rooms and I'm sure they had fun. I'm not gonna lie, I like the rougher papi chulos but found lots to like, and hook up with. I knew it would be more Chris's vibe and didn't feel the need to check in on him. Once I was spent I wound up bottoming and after a few loads walked around to see if I could find Chris. He was in one of the rooms gettting fucked with another guy's cock in his mouth. When the guys were finished I told Chris I was going to go as I was spent and he asked me if I could give him a ride back to his car so he could come back. Clearly he was enjoying it a lot and he told the guys who had been eyeing him for their chance he would be back soon. I dropped Chris back at his car and he sped off back to the house to get more. So Chris is back this weekend and messaged me to see if the house was still doing their Friday night thing, if the guys were still down in the drainage ditch and if the club on Manana is still doing their Sunday thing. I said all three were still a thing and out of curiosity went to the house on Friday night and he was there getting drilled. It was funny as he'd grown this scraggly ass beard and gotten a tattoo but he was his old self letting random dudes drill him raw, begging them not to pull out and to cum inside him. I swung by the drainage ditch Saturday night but there weren't many guys there looking as it was the end of the month and a lot of the guys needed to find ways to pay the rent. You could see quite a few guys on corners in the area, shirts off and clearly hustling near the signs saying the area is being monitored for activity. I always found that funny about the signs and yet the boys are out there selling anyhow, some flashing their cocks to passersby. I'd check Sniffies every once in a while and he was on there, so he was probably hooking up with guys off of it. Maybe the ditch was too much for him. I texted Chris to see if he was going to go to Manana tomorrow and he said he was and that we should have breakfast together before we headed over. Sunday came and we met up at the shitty Waffle House in the area. Chris looked like shit, his eyes bloodshot and he seemed draggy. He admitted he'd been partying with a couple who took turns drilling him and they were up fucking until late in the night. I joked he probably still had their loads in him and he admitted as much. He has a fake ID now and was at TMZ and then the Tin Room and got picked up by them at Tin Room and that he'd been hooking up with random guys throughout the day. I loved that his ass was already loaded and told him I wanted to add my load to it as soon as he got there. He got an evil grin on his face and said he wanted that and wanted to fuck me too, but that he was spent from last night. I didn't say anything but I knew as soon as he took a few loads he'd be horned up again. We got to the club on Manana and stripped down at the lockers and headed in. I wanted to fuck him in a booth, but he wanted it out in the open so guys could see he could be had. We found a bench and he bent over pulling his under pants down as I stroked myself hard and then slid inside him raw. His ass gave no resistence so clearly he'd been drilled like crazy yesterday. I was stroking balls deep in him, long deep full strokes almost all the way out and all the way in as he was loudly begging for my cock. Slowly guys wandered over to watch the show with one guy stuffing his cock down Chris's mouth and another finding its way in my ass. Taking the dick threw off my rythmn but also horned me up majorly as the guy started talking dirty to me. I let out a loud groan as I came, blasting my load deep in Chris's guts and not long after I could feel the guy fucking me blast inside me. I'd slid out of Chris and another guy moved in to fuck his ass as the guy fucking me kept stroking and telling me he wanted to cum inside me again. I was so into the guy drilling me I was scarcely paying attention to Chris had taken the other guy's load and now had another guy breeding him. The guy busted his second load in me and it didn't take long to find another guy who wanted to fuck me and we went into a booth to fuck. He was a kind of raunchy sketchy looking alternative Anglo guy who wanted me to fuck him like I had Chris and then he wanted to drill me and I gave him what he wanted. He was really into getting drilled rough and I brought it. Shooting my load inside him brought out a loud cry from him as he begged me not to pull out. It was my turn and he was pretty rough, choking me as he slid in me with no lube and fucking me mercilessly, calling me a whore and a dirty slut, saying he wanted to rape me and use me. You can't rape the willing, but I played along saying he should rape me, fuck me hard and with no mercy. And he delivered. I could feel my face flush as he serious was choking me out, pounding in me roughly as he called me a dirty faggot, a cumdump and more. It was a relief when he finally came as I wasn't sure how much more I could take. At the end I offered my number and told him I was really into him and wanted it again. Big mistake. He said no and that he couldn't do that and I told him that was cool. I know guys like him. This is their secret freak. They don't want to get to know the guy better or even see them again. It was one time and it was hot, but it was the law of diminishing returns. I've been there too. Outside the booth, Chris was still bent over the bench taking yet another cock. Who knows how many guys he'd taken while I was in the booth. After the hottie in the booth I wasn't sure there was anywhere to go but down, so I headed into the blackout room to take any load offered. I wasn't picky but also needed something less manic than the dude who'd bred me last. I love the smell in these rooms, a heady mix of jizz, ass, lube poppers, and sweat. A couple guys wanted me to fuck them but I had to explain I was spent. I was in there probably a hour and took three loads and by then I was done. I went back out to shower dress and leave and Chris was still there getting drilled, this time riding a dude's cock while a second guy was fucking him. There was still a crowd watching as he was truly putting on a show. I was transfixed watching as he was a totally different guy from the bloodshot sloppy mess a few hours before. One guy blasted his load inside him and then the other and I leaned in to say I was heading out. Chris seemed in a trace, merely mumbling "cool dude" and I was wondering if he was on something. I'm not his BF and not his guardian angel. Hell, if I'm you're guardian angel you are fucking out of luck bro. I headed out. He's a big boy and I'd prepared him for gay life as much as I could. I didn't hear from him again on Sunday. I did my own thing just as he was doing his own. I went out on my Monday morning jog, Labor Day, and saw he was on Sniffies and texted him. He said he had fun at Manana, but needed to sleep it off when he got home. He'd played with a few guys later that evening off Sniffies and was looking for more this morning. He had to pack up and head back to UT and said we should do lunch. At lunch he admitted he'd been tag-teamed by two Latino boys that morning and he'd bred them both too. He finally admitted he was gay and there was no point in trying to claim he was bi. "I guess it was something I had to tell myself and I believed it" but he admitted he wasn't interested in dating, he just wanted to have fun. I told him that was my philosophy as well. I can always settle down at some point but I want to have fun. I don't want to feel trapped with one guy and not able to try new things. He smirked an evil smile and laughed saying I got him. And I do. Chris is a lot like me ever though we're VERY different. We had a nice hug in the parking lot before he got in his car and headed back to Austin for more adventures.

Two good reason not to drive it as deep as I can. Felching a freshly bred ass and seeing his reaction when I manage to squirt directly on his prostate.

Can’t wait for it. Missed your work

why do you say that? I find it's still pretty good... I've also started using sniffies with a little success

Exactly! After lots of prepping effort, one cock/load is never enough.

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I know he isn't ignoring as I've been in touch with him.

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.

Martin raged in his mind as the guards escorted him into C Block He could not believe how fast Paul had taken everything from him. Bobby had divorced him, his money was gone and now he was here. In typical fashion Martin blamed everyone but himself for what had happened to him A huge hand fell on his shoulder and he was turned around A mountain of a man looked at him closely “You are Martin aren’t you?” the huge man said “How did you know that?” Martin asked more than a little afraid of this giant “The name’s Buster and I was in the visitation room the last time you came to talk to Paul. You pissed him off something terrible and I don’t rightly like that since Paul was kind of special to me” Buster said “You know Paul?” Martin squeaked in a frightened voice “Yup, he was here for years. He was a good friend the last few months. Now I don’t usually fuck guys because it take me forever to cum that way but I think I’m going to make you my personal bitch. You pissed off my friend and being my cum dump is gonna be your reward” Buster told him, sounding almost good natured about it as he groped a massive bulge in his loose pants “I don’t get fucked” Martin said automatically, he hated getting fucked and avoided it at all costs since he had been pozzed by a guy who said he was neg after he sent Paul to prison Buster laughed “You won’t be able to say that muck longer because I’m going to fuck you when, how and where I like from now on . Like I said, your my personal bitch. And don’t bother asking for help. I run things in C Block and no one is gonna lift a finger to stop me” Buster dragged him into his cell “This bitch is moving in with me” He told the guard “Fine with me” The guard said and walked off Buster put a hand on Martin’s shoulder and forced him to his knees “Why don’t you pull my pants down and kiss your new best friend, he needs some help getting hard, so you understand, if you make me force you or bite me it’s going to get much worse for you” The giant informed him Martin pulled Buster’s pants down and gaped. The thing hanging between Busters legs could not be real. Soft it was bigger than Martin’s cock was hard “Suck Bitch” Buster said Martin could barely get the head in his mouth Eventually Martin managed to get “his new best friend” hard, though his jaw and throat ached from the effort “Fuck there must ne horses who ate not this hung” He thought staring in horror at what this man intended to shove up his ass “Get your pants off and lay face down on the lower bunk” Buster told him. Having nowhere to run, Martin did what he was told Buster climbed on top of him and forced his legs apart. The head of his cock was the size f a small fist and he was not gentle as he pushed in. Martin shoved his own face into a pillow and screamed It took Buster almost half an hour to get all the way in that first time, Martin almost passes out several times from the pain of it When he was all the way in Buster started a slow in and out motion. He was not kidding about taking a long time to cum either. He fucked Martin for nearly two hours before cumming in him, depositing his load a couple inches past Martin’s inner ring and then pulling out leaving his hole gaping open “Good fuck Bitch, see you tonight” Buster said leaving Martin laying there barely able to feel his legs That night Martin got to find out what a Teddy Bear must feel like as Buster held him more like an object than a person. There was no escaping that grip and to be honest it was probably all that kept Martin from falling out of the narrow bed that was mostly taken up by Buster’s huge frame Paul had been a good leader for C Block and most people had liked him ot at least respected him. Martin was isolated. No one but Buster would even talk to him. He spent his days brooding in the cell he shared with Buster. A couple weeks after Martin became Buster’s personal Bitch a guard came and told him he had visitors As he walked into the visitation room he saw Buster shaking hands with Paul and Carl “I’m here to see my mom” Buster said indicating a tiny woman at a nearby table who smiled at them all. “I’m glad to see you both looking so good, freedom agrees with you . I got 15 more years before I get out. They put your friend Martin in C Block and he’s been getting a daily dose of my cock. He hasn’t thanked me once though” The huge man told them with a smirk Paul laughed “I’m surprised he can walk! That monster between your legs used to give me nightmares! Thank god you never tried to put it in me!” Buster smiled “You know I prefer to bottom but I’m making a special exception just for our friend. It teaches him humility if nothing else. Ahhh here is my Little Bitch now! I will let you two talk to him” and he ambled off to talk to his mom Martin sneered as he sat across from Paul and Carl “Come to gloat?” he asked snidely “Well maybe just a little” Paul said “I have to say you look terrible in prison orange. It's just not your color Martin” “I will get out someday Paul and when I do I will come after you and they boys with everything I have” Martin said hotly “Which is precisely nothing” Paul said with a smile “Your assets are gone, sold to pay off the money you stole and your legal bills, so don’t make threats you can’t follow through with” Martin ignored him “You know the one thing I comfort myself with? The fact that Bobby and Mike will carry my virus in them forever. I pozzed two of your precious sons and you can never undo that” he said viciously, hoping for at least a wince from Paul Paul just laughed. “Go ahead and tell him Carl, its why we came to see this pathetic looser in the first place. I want to watch his face crack and fall off when he finds out” “Well you see Martin, there was some question about that, I was fucking both boys twice a day for two weeks before you got ahold of them PrEP free. Paul came up with the idea. Anyway, it turns out both boys HIV strain exactly match mine, not yours, They were poz before you had a chance to infect them” Carl said a bit smugly He pulled a piece of paper showing the test results out of his pocket and laid it on the table “I don’t believe you! They would never have cheated on me!” Martin blustered but it was right there in black and white “Believe it” Paul said “I beat you, totally and completely. All three boys are mine because they WANT to be mine. You never had more than forced obedience. They never loved you like the love their Dad. You have no connection, no claim on them at all, not even your impotent virus in their veins” Martin looked like he wanted to luge across the table and strangle Paul “Go for it” Carl said quietly “I’d finally get to put my fist in your face and attacking a visitor would probably keep you here at least another five years” “I intend to be at every parole hearing you have, Bobby wants to come too. We will see if we can’t persuade them that you are where where you belong” Paul told him pleasantly “I will get my revenge on all of you!” Martin growled angry frustration Paul laughed “You sound like a villain in a bad movie, Martin. You are such a drama queen. You brought this all on yourself and I hope you enjoy every moment of it” Martin gave him a look of pure venom then stood stiffly, turned and stalked out of the room “What a nasty man” Buster’s mom said from a nearby table “But that was better than watching my soap operas! I thought he was going to explode!” “He’s quite a piece of work, isn’t he?” Buster said “There is just something wrong with him” Paul said shaking his head “Oh well, I have 15 years to beat it out of him, any advice on how to make it 'better’ for him? I got nothing else to do so I can make it my pet project” Buster said Paul thought about it and told the large man a few things, Carl added a few more “I will talk to my boys and see if they have anything to add and write you with it” Paul said and they shook their friends hand once more After Buster got the promised letter from Paul he made some changes to how he treated Martin “You are such a pretty girl, You know you deserve this and you secretly want it, You want to be my little bitch. I’m going to petition the Warden to let us get married so you can be my wife just like you secretly want” he would whisper in Martin’s ear as he fucked him. He pinched and stretched Martin's nipples with his large, rough fingers as well, keeping them constantly sore and eventually making them grow larger The Warden granted the partition and Martin seethed as he was forced to go through with the wedding, promising to be a good wife to Buster. The other men in C Block continued to avoid and isolate him so pretty much the only words spoken to him were Busters twisting manipulations while he got fucked by a cock that he was never able to take without pain, even after they had been fucking for years ******************************** 15 years later: Paul and Buster kept up a correspondence over the years and eventually Buster made a request of him that required some soul searching on Paul's part before he agreed Paul, Carl and Bobby waited outside the prison gates as Buster led a very timid, meek Martin out. The Warden had arranged for them to be released on the same day to prevent trouble Paul and Buster hugged then Paul regarded the wreck of a man that used to be Martin Martin avoided meeting anyone’s eyes and always tried to put himself behind Buster, as if the big man was his protector, his shield “Thank you for allowing him to be paroled Paul, he would have been lost and utterly defenseless in there without me. We have been together for almost 15 years and I actually do love him. Also, I'm the one who broke him so I need to take care of him now” Buster said quietly as Martin hid behind him, shying away from Paul, Carl and Bobby “It’s not you, he’s always like that now. He even thinks his name is “Buster’s Wife”, he wont even respond to "Martin" most of the time” Buster said sadly He turned and said “Come here Baby” and pulled Martin in front of him holding him protectively Martin looked at them “I know you don’t I?” he said hesitantly to Bobby “From another lifetime” Bobby said with compassion in his voice “We were married once, Marin” “Buster is my husband! I’m a good wife to him! I'm a good wife!” Martin said with an edge of panic in his voice “Shhhh Baby, Everything is ok, you are a good wife and I love you, stay calm” Bister said as he held the fretting Martin tightly, as if he might try to run off “He’s going to be on probation for the next 20 years or so and they will keep an ankle bracelet on hilt to track his location. We got you a nice condo near us and I arranged a monthly stipend for you Buster. I don’t think he should be left alone while you go to a job” Carl said and he sounded sad at what Martin had become “You are right, he falls apart if I’m away from him for more than an hour. Thank you all. I was worried how I would care for him and work at the same time” Buster said gratefully “This goes beyond even what he had planned for me and my brothers” Bobby said sadly “He’s totally broken” “You would have ended up just as broken but I doubt he would have cared for you like Buster is going to care for him” Paul said “He’s lucky others are not as selfish as he used to be” but even Paul had pity and compassion in his voice Buster became like a member of the family, the boys all went to visit with him a couple times a week as he cared for Martin who became more and more of a recluse, totally focused on Buster and only Buster. He would retreat tp the bedroom when Buster had visitors It continued that way for many years until, having not heard from Buster for a couple days, Paul went to check on them. No one answered the food and Paul used his key to let himself in He found them cold and still in bed together, Buster holding Martin clutched like a Teddy Bear The autopsy concluded “sudden unexplained heart stoppage” for both of them but it was unsure who had passed first Paul and Carl had them buried together, they stood at he grave side service surrounded by their family. Marc and his husband Sean, Bobby and Mike, who had found a small island nation where they could get legally married and now were close to their 20th anniversary and his three grandsons who were in their early 20s and also his slaves, as they should be They would miss Buster, the big man had been truly selfless in his devotion to caring for Martin Paul realized that, in the end, Martin had gotten what he had always wanted, Someone who loved hi, someone who devoted every waking moment to him. In his heart he hoped both Buster and Martin had found peace ******************************************************************************************************* Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Older Neighbor Friend Part 2 Jake stayed buried in me....hand still on my cock. I noticed Jake was shaking a little as every drop of man cum left his body. Slowly, he stopped shaking and then his eyes opened and a big smile crossed his face. "oh fuck Tim, I am still dripping in you! That was so fucking hot. Your ass feels so good on my cock. Did you enjoy it too baby?" Jake asked I smiled wider than I had in a long time. "yes daddy, it was better than anything I could imagine". Jake slowly pulled his softening cock from in me and collapsed on top of me, head on my shoulder. He was breathing harder than me and I just wrapped my arms around him. I whispered to him, "I would love that again sometime". Jake raised his head from my shoulder and looked at me. "Tim, anytime you want me inside of you please let me know. I loved fucking you. Honestly Tim, I want to breed you so much". I closed my eyes and smiled, and then I felt his cum load making its way through my insides. I smiled even wider. Jake and I finally parted and agreed to take a quick shower and hit the pool one more time before I had to go. "Let me go start the shower Tim", Jake said as he got off of me and left me on his bed. "I will call you in when it is hot". I watched him walk into the bathroom, just making out his big balls as he walked. I heard the shower water start as I closed my eyes to relive what had just taken place. I was covered in my own cum and also laying in a growing pool of Jake's cum, as I could feel his load slowly leaking out of me. My mind flashed back to first seeing his beautiful cock at the pool to now. As my eyes were still closed, I reached my hand down to feel my now wet and slightly sore ass. I had never felt like this before. There was cum on my ass cheeks and on the bed. I moved my fingers up to my inner ass cheeks, spread my legs slightly, and ran a finger around my ass hole, it seemed puffy and so wet. I was amazed at how much cum there was. "Tim, the shower is nice and warm, come join me", I heard Jake say from the bathroom. I immediately snapped out of my dream and got up off the bed, my legs a little wobbly when my feet hit the floor. It was now that I started to feel the bigger part of Jake's load using gravity to exit my body. I could actually feel his cum starting to run down my inner thigh. Jake had a little bit bigger shower in his bathroom, which was very nice. I pulled the door open and saw him standing there, front to me and back to the shower, letting the water run down his body. I had to stare at his beautiful full man cock for a second. He was gorgeous, seemed to be a little less than semi hard. "Come on in and shut the door", he said. I got all the way in and pulled the glass door shut behind me. Jake said, "here babe, you stand under the water I have to piss". He grabbed me by the shoulders and led me around so I was under the water. Jake stood in front of me and turned slightly and started to pee. I couldn't take my eyes off of Jake's cock as it let loose a long stream of piss. Jake just let out a low groan. "whew, needed to pee bad, glad you don't mind", Jake said. "I love watching you pee Jake, if I am being honest". As Jake's stream slowed to a trickle he guided my hand to his cock and asked me to squeeze out the last. Of course I obliged and in doing so aimed his cock at me. Jake hit me with the last few spurts of his piss. That was a first, and it was very hot! "Damn Tim, that was nice to see. We might have to visit this again one day" Jake said smiling. "I agree with that sir". "Turn around Tim, let me wash your ass and get you clean". I turned my back to Jake and I felt him rubbing my back. I then heard him getting a wash cloth ready then felt him rubbing it around my ass cheeks, getting my body soapy. I felt one of my ass cheeks pulled apart and his finger enter me. My head fell back and my legs automatically spread open further. "Fuck boy, I can feel my cum in you. Sorry babe, I put a lot in you this time, but damn glad! it was needed". "please don't ever say sorry Jake, I loved it so much and wouldn't ever change a thing", I told him. Jake withdrew his finger from my aching ass and pulled me close, bring his face to ear. "I can't wait to fuck you again Tim, I hope it is soon". I felt Jake's big cock on the side of my ass cheek and starting to grow. "please sir, I need you to fuck me again, anytime you want". :watch out Tim, I just might get used to your ass on my cock". And now his cock was hard up against my back. I knew what I wanted so I reached back and held on to his big cock. At the same time I took a small step forward and bend over slightly. Then guided his big manly dick towards my ass crack. "are you sure Tim? I can wait, but it has to be soon". I continued guiding Jake's cock until I felt the head reach my wet hole. I turned to Jake, "please cum in me one more time today. please sir". Jake took his cock from my hand and told me, "spread your ass open for daddy, I need to be in your ass again". I did just that, pulling my ass apart. immediately I felt Jake's cock head poking at my sore ass ring. My own cock started growing immediately as his cock touched my hole. "that's it baby boy, open up for me", Jake said. I felt his cock head starting to spread me open. I started pushing out, as he had taught me, at the same time as he pushed his cock in. The sensation of my my sore ass ring was a little tender, but that gave way to the immense pleasure I started feeling from his cock spreading me open! 'pop' and his cock was in me, continuing to invade my insides again. I let go of my ass cheeks and braced myself on the wall ahead of me. I felt Jake's hands grip my waist as he continued to push into me. Fuck, it felt so amazing. This time Jake was not stopping, but pushing deep into me with one long stroke. Soon I felt Jake's body against my ass cheeks. "Tim, the heat from your ass is amazing. I can feel your body pulsing around my cock." I could feel it too. His cock was all the way in me, deeper that it was only a short time ago, I was sure of it. By now my cock was so hard and I needed to stroke it. As I began to stroke my cock I felt Jake start to pull out and then push back in again. This happened over and over, the pace quickening with each motion. "I need to fuck you Tim, fuck you deep and fill you with my load". "Please don't stop daddy, please fuck me full of your cum. I want it all". I was getting all that I wanted now. There was no stopping Jake now, not that I would, but I knew he was taking ownership of my ass and I was very happy. "Daddy I am cumming", I yelled. my orgasm started as soon as I told him that, he was stroking me just right and I shot another load onto his shower floor. I felt Jake grab my hips harder and shove as deep as he could. "take my load boy". I felt his cock grow and shoot and pulse in me like I already knew he could do. That cock was reaching so deep in me, I had never felt anything like it. To me, we were bonding and becoming one. Jake held me close and held us still. He was breathing so hard, which is so sexy to me. Jake started to relax his body and with that I could feel his cock shrinking and starting to slide out of me. "Damn boy, I do love fucking you. thank you for that again." As soon as Jake finally eased his wet cock out of me, I felt a huge drop of his cum drop out of me. Jake smacked my ass. I stood fully and turned around and looked down. Even shrinking Jake's big cock was just so damn sexy! I fell to my knees and lifted his heavy cock to my mouth. I had to taste his cock just out of me. His cock tasted a little musky, but wonderfully salty with his cum covering it. Jake put his hand on my head and pushed it back a bit to look into my eyes. "Tim, you are so amazing and so glad we met". He then lifted me and embraced me, kissing me deeply. Jake and I finished washing up and holding each other in the warm shower. It felt so great. This man could do anything to me, and with me. I loved being with him, it was everything I had wanted. When we were finally dressed again in shorts, it was time for me to head home. Jake walked me to the door, before opening it, kissed me deeply and grabbed my ass roughly. "Tim, please come back soon, anytime, ok?". "Jake, I want that so bad, I want to see you a lot". Jake smiled, "maybe I should just lock the door and never let you leave." We both laughed, but it was a great idea. Jake then looked a little serious. "Tim, I know that we both loved having natural sex today, and I am so thankful you wanted to do that with me, give yourself that way, but I know there is a risk with me fucking you raw. If you ever feel unsafe, please tell me and I will wear a condom. ok?. Just embraced Jake harder. Then I looked up at him in the eyes, "please don't ever meantion it again. I love your bare cock in me, the best feeling of my life so far.". I paused for a moment and then continued, "I just want so much more Jake". Jake kissed me again, "you will get it all then my baby boy".

[This is another story from long ago that I found on my hard drive. It needed lots of reformatting, so I will be posting it in installments. I did not write this; I just tried to clean it up a bit for readability] Last weekend I was stuck without a car. I thought the weekend was going to suck. I was hanging out in my apartment, bored, surfing the net. I came across a page for a local bath house. What the hell! I had heard a lot of stories about bath houses, but I had never been to one. I called a cab, and headed down. I was nervous and excited. I had spent plenty of time cruising ABS and online, but I had never seen anything like the stories I had heard about the baths. I got one of the large rooms, which had a TV and several channels to choose from. I saw that in one movie the men were barebacking. As I undressed, I watched a hot scene where this guy was getting fucked in the woods. The top was hung and uncut. I was mesmerized by the sight of his bare cock sliding in and out of the bottom's ass made me incredibly horny even though I knew I could never let a stranger fuck me bareback. I had recently discovered the joys of being a bottom, and I decided to go out and find some cock. As I explored the premises, I saw that many guys just left the doors to their room open. In several rooms, guys were fucking and sucking. As I walked past one room, I saw one guy getting fucked as he sucked off another guy. I paused, watching the hot scene. The guy with his dick buried in the bottom's ass told me to come in. I did, just as the bottom called it quits. He said he needed a rest. After he left, I sat on the bed with the two guys. They were about my age, 25 or so, and both had cocks at least 8 inches. One guy was uncut. I love uncut cock; the first guy who fucked me had a thick, 8" uncut cock, and it felt so good. I took off my towel, and started to suck on the uncut beauty in front of me. The other guy got up to shut the door. I told him he could leave it open, but he said he and his friend wanted me all to themselves. As I sucked my uncut stud, the other guy started rimming me. I love to have my ass eaten. In fact the first time I got fucked, it was because the guy did such a great job licking my hole, that I had to let him fuck me. My head was spinning from the joint I smoked before I left my house. The guy behind me stopped licking my ass. He moved up to put his cock against my hole. I asked him to put on a condom. He said ok, and then asked me if I partied. I didn't know what he meant, but I told him I was up for anything. He asked if I had ever done Tina. “What is it?” I said, feeling like a nerd. The best sex drug in the world, he told me. "Ok. Whatever. I'll do it." He and his friend smiled, and brought out a glass pipe. I asked what I was supposed to do. His friend put some stuff that looked like little bits of rock in the pipe. I leaned forward, and put the pipe to my lips. The guy lit a butane lighter and started heating the stuff in the pipe. The pipe filled with white vapor. "Take a hit," he said. I took a deep hit, held it for a second and exhaled. They urged me to keep going. I took several more large hits. OH MY GOD - did I feel great. I was incredibly happy and even more horny than I had been a few minutes ago. The guy who had tried to fuck me asked me to suck his dick. I eagerly sucked his cock into my mouth. He had gone soft, but as I sucked him, I could feel his dick getting hard in my mouth. I had never enjoyed sucking a cock so much. I was able to deep throat him, something I normally couldn't do with a guy his size. As I sucked him, the other guy asked me if I did poppers. I said I never had, but I would do anything he recommended. He held the bottle under my nose and told me to inhale. My head started spinning and my hunger for cock went out of control. I asked the uncut guy to fuck me. He asked me if I had ever been fucked bareback. I said "no, never." He asked me if I wanted to feel his cock shooting inside of me. Between the tina and the poppers, I was out of control. "Just give me that beautiful cock!" He drizzled some lube on my ass and started rubbing his cock up and down my crack. He told me to do more of the poppers. I took several deep hits. Finally he placed the head of his cock against my asshole and gave a little push. Only about half of the head of his tool went in. I moaned. I had no idea that anything could feel so good. Slowly, he slid his cock into me. The first time I got fucked, it hurt at first, but then later started to feel good. Not this time. As he buried his massive dick in my ass, all I felt was pleasure. I couldn't believe the difference between being fucked with a condom and being fucked bareback. It was so much better. I started sucking on his partner again as he fucked me. I couldn't believe how crazy I felt. I wanted to do anything for these guys. I told them to fuck the hell out of me. Finally, the guy fucking me told me he was going to cum. The idea of taking his load in my ass drove me wild. He grunted, and buried himself deep in my ass. I could feel his cock pulse, and then I felt his cum spurting in my ass. Suddenly, my ass was filled with his cum. I was surprised at how warm it felt. He took a minute to catch his breath, and then pulled his cock out of me. I sat there, feeling the warm, squishy feeling of an ass full of cum. His friend said it was his turn to fuck me. I put myself face down, ass up on the edge of the bed and told him how much I needed more cock in my hole. He slid in easily, lubricated by his friends load. He started fucking me with long, slow strokes. It felt so good. His friend handed me the popper's bottle, and my head started spinning again. His cock was huge and hard, and he knew how to use it. I have no idea how long he fucked me, but it was at least 20 minutes. Finally, he said he was going to cum. He buried himself in me and again I felt cum spurting against the inside of my ass. It was so hot. It felt so nasty and forbidden and so incredibly right. I knew this was not the last time I was going to get barebacked.

At this point, I have no idea who is doing what in my ass. I am peacefully numb. My endorphins have kicked in from the pain and I am feeling good. The pain is definitely there. In fact, I feel something liquid dripping down my ass I know is a result of their brutalizing my hole. I’m conscious, just taking it all in, a slight haze from whatever liquid and whatever else was inserted into my ass. Something small and sharp went in, but it seems to have dissolved. It still burns but now I definitely WANT them sliding in my ass. Someone’s hand is inside and I can also feel someone is sliding their dick in at the same time. “This is the first time I’ve jacked you off inside another guy’s ass,” I hear a voice say. “Damn, he’s tight!” “Let’s see, let me pull my hand out.” My heart leaps as my hole is stretched, then I feel empty, except I know there’s a good sized dick in my ass. “Whew! Nice and sloppy loose. That lard is foaming nicely with the loads you guys dumped in his ass. I’m almost there.... (pumping goes on, I can feel his balls are pretty hairy as they grind against my spread open ass.) yeah, the it goes, second load I’ve busted in him.” I feel my ass wetter, I can hear drops fall from my body, bent over the bar, fall to the floor. The bartender says, “let me throw some salt on the floor so we don’t slip on the puddle. I’m not cleaning that mess up till I open tomorrow.” I hear the sounds of the powder hit the floor behind me then a searing pain in my rectum. “Owwwwwww!!!” At this point, I realize I’ve been restrained over the bar. I can feel the zip ties on my wrists pulled behind the bar. The guys all laugh. “We learned 2 things, guys, salt really does burn a wound, and zip ties are stronger than I realized. Even with the cocktail I inserted into his ass, he’s still relatively conscious. You ok, boy?” someone says as my ass is gently wiped of the salt. “Yeah,” I mumble, “just feeling loose and empty.” “We’ll fix that.” I see a dark skinned hand reach into the lard can as it begins to push back into my asshole past his wrist bones. I moan in pleasure, “more.” “You got it, I feel fingers start to slide in, one, two, three, “no wait, let’s share!” The fingers pull out as another hand starts pushing in. More laughter. My hole feels so tight and I scream and moan as the hands take turns sliding in and out and then pushing in at the same time. “Hold on a sec, pull out, I found it.” I have no idea what that meant but one of the two hands slides out. “The deep voice says,”I found the hook. Do me a favor, I don’t want to pull out. Rub some lube on my wrist and forearm.” A tanned brown hand reaches into the grease. I sigh in relief. I don’t know what’s next but I have a feeling that I will be grateful they used extra lube. “Give him some poppers! We prolly should have given him some a long time ago.” Heavy laughter from all 3. “Breathe deep.” I inhale. That, in addition to the warm burning hungry feeling in my ass and I’m in a world of bliss. I feel the hand slide in, an awkward feeling deep inside, but not painful, just reaching into a section I hadn’t felt before. Then I feel the hairy wrist go deeper, my hole expands, deeper, hole stretching... “Damn, man, your forearms are fat as fuck! The thickness of our wrists combined! “I’m right there,” he says. “Fuckkkkkkkk!” it’s the bartender. “You got this! Just a little more, a little more! Damn, first timer and you’ve gone elbow deep! Shots!” They do a round, I hear the glasses clink, and the assault continues. In and out, I’m being fucked by a giant arm. And I’m loving it.

I awake with a blinding pain in my ass. “Man, that cherry is gone gone gone,” a voice says, laughing. My hole is stretched out like I’m giving birth. Then a wincing pain, then emptiness. I feel a cool breeze and I realize it’s flowing in and out of my anus. “Look at that! I can blow right into his hole! It’s totally gaping... wait, there it goes, closing back up.” Im just glad that the pain has stopped. I still can’t lift my arms and legs, but with the haze I’m feeling, I’m not complaining, just watching like I’m outside of my body. “Shall we go for round 2? Get me the funnel, I want to put a little more of my special mix in his ass.” I feel cool liquid slide in. “My turn again,” a deep voice says. Agin? I think to myself. What have they been doing? “Hey, get me some more paper towels, his ring is getting really messed up.” “You sure it’s not from inside?” “Nah, just from the stretching as we been going in. And I’m not going easy on him yet.” I feel thick fingers gently massaging my hole, which feels inflamed, puffy, tender. I feel three then four fingers, then the tip of a thumb, then knuckles push against my hole. I want to cry because of all the pain but all that comes out is a deep moan. “See, he’s loving it,” as the knuckles stretch, tear and push in. I can feel them like they are sliding in a short tight tunnel and then a gentle pop as the knuckles push through the tunnel. The pain has not stopped, only decreased a little. “Watch this guys, spread his legs a little so I can get in. I feel another nudge from something at my anus. “Let me pull out just a little...” the pain increases again as my anal canal gets stretched...”ok, there, I got the head in my palm, now the push...” I moan loud hard and deep. Another voice tells me “deep breaths, deep breaths.” “Ooooooh, see guys, told you I’d get it in.” I am crying at the top of my lungs on the inside, and I hear someone, “damn, that fat dick AND your damn huge paw. Get a closeup of that while he strokes.” In my pain, I could feel him fucking his palm, sliding his dick in as far as he could, the sensation of both hand and dick inside was mind blowing. Alternately, he was thrusting all of himself in my ass, fist and dick, only slowing when his dick was fully inserted but his arm kept pushing. Then I heard a deep gruff moaning with several pauses and the pressure on my sphincter was pulsing. He nutted. A lot. I could feel warm thick liquid leak from my stretched out hole. “You sure he’s ok?” “Give me a second to find out.” I felt a pulling out a lot faster than I wanted, too quickly and again I moaned hard. “All good, see my fingertips? He’s deep cleaned. The sphincter is definitely messed up, but he won’t need any doc to fix that.” “Ok, let’s continue his anal assault. Hey look! He came on the counter! By the looks of it, at least twice. Let me scoop some up and push it into his ass for the next round. Who’s up?” “Me, I heard another voice say. Inside, I’m crying for them to stop, but my body says just close your eyes. So I do.

I again shot out a text and got several responses: Brian (10" Poz Cock) Fuck yea I want that little whore again, I will be there. Dylan (9" Thick Poz) I am in. Rob (9" Married) Mike (7.5 fat ginger cock) Malik (11" thick BBC) Trevon (9.5 thick BBC Poz) Jamal (10" uncut Medium Thickness left no status given but he is Trevon's buddy so probably poz) I saved the black guy for 7:45 and lined up Brian and Rob to start out, followed out by Dylan and Mike. I already knew Mike wanted Ryan to share with his Son. Mike's boy was also a ginger 29 tall and lean with a fat ginger dick 8.5 and a little thicker than Mike's. He was all straight but had not had sex in a month since his wife got pregnant and needed it so bad he was telling his dad he needed to hire a prostitute and Mike convinced him all he needed was a straight boy who liked dick. No names just a hot ass and mouth to use when ever he needed. Devon would never have agreed but he was so horny he told his dad he would give it a try but only this once. Mike was str8 also but knew a fag could give him anonymous sex without worrying about a baby or a girl falling in love with him. Dylan wanted a party with the boy too but I told him he was not ready for that yet but soon! He wanted to have a charging party with him I found out. Told him to plan on Friday or this weekend and to let me know when his buds were free. If all went well one of the BBC's would want to have their own. Brian text at 6:40 that Ryan was there and sucking his dick. Ron text at 6:45 that the party had already started. Rob put his dick through the hole and tapped on the wall and Ryan came over and sucked his dick. Rob was moaning and slowly fucking Ryan's mouth. Brian was whispering, that's it faggot whore. Suck that big dick, you want his load don't you. Ryan kept sucking his dick. Brian whispered nice whore, put your hole up here so I can taste it. Ryan did, Brian started to eat his pussy, tongue fuck him and rubbed the precum from his dick and rubbed it all over Ryan's hole. He pulled out a shard of T and grabbed his head and squeezed out as much precum as he could and dropped the T in it and spit on the kids hole and worked the shard in with his finger and then finger fucked him. The Kid tried to move but was being throat fucked by Rob. Brian spit on his hole and told Ryan to suck his dick. Ryan turned around and his hole was in view of Rob. IT was too much for him to take and he pushed his dick against the boys pucker and slowly slide into that cunt. Rob started fucking him slowly and he kept building up steam and soon he was slamming the wall and then one final slam and he grunted load and shot his load in Ryan. Stayed there shaking and pulsing and then Brian told Ryan to suck the guys dick off, be a good whore and clean him up. Ryan pulled off Brian and sucked Rob clean as he pressed his ass against the hole where Brian and started pressing his thick dick into the boys cummed up hole. Rob let the boy suck him clean and then pulled up his pants and tucked hid dick in his Jock and headed out. Mike was next and while Brian was fucking him calling him a dirty whore my slide his thick ginger dick through and Ryan started sucking and nursing on Mike. Mike began moaning and Brian fucked the kid before long Brian lost it and shoved his dick deep and came hard in Ryan. That fucking cunt dude your fag hole is so hot Brian said. Mike pulled his dick out and bent down and whispered you have the most amazing pussy boy, then he stated kissing Ryan. Ryan and Mike made out while Brian slowly fucked Ryan's hole. It had two loads in it and after three to four minutes Brian came a second time. Mike broke the kiss and said, see I told you boy. Go clean that dick off and let me have your hole. Ryan pulled off Brian and centered his ass on the glory hole. Mike started to clean him up right away as Ryan cleaned up Brian's big poz dick. Mike licked and tongue fucked that loosened cum filled fuck hole before lining up his fat dick to it and shoving it in and fucking that cunt. While Mike was jack hammering Ryan's cunt Briand got dressed and got down in front of Ryan and told him to open his mouth and spit three time and told him to swallow it. Good Fucking whore Brian said and winked at Ryan and told him to take lots more cum today. Be here after work and I will fill you up again! Dylan was next and he came in and whipped out his thick 9" poz dick and lined it up at the hole and Ryan sucked and licked the precum off his dick and Dylan gave him an inch each time the kid earned it till he was lodged in the back of his throat. The kid was being power fucked from both ends. This lasted for five minutes and Mike came in Ryan. Mike stayed in his cunt and Dylan hearing Mike groan pulled his dick out and told the kid to suck off that dick. Knowing that Ryan would present his cunt to him. That he did and Dylan fucked and longs stroked his cunt. Mike started to grunt again and shot his load and then pulled out. The boy seemed to need poppers so Mike feed him some. Six hits and he was moaning like a bitch in heat and he must of relaxed his hole because Dylan shot his load deep in the boy and said fucking whore cunt always makes me cum hard. I just flooded your hole slut. Mike whispered to Ryan, you are so hot. Go clean off his dick while I eat your hole again. Before you do take this, Mike slipped him a note to text note and told him to read it later. Ryan took it and slide it in his pants pocket and then began cleaning of Dylan's big cummy dick. Mike ate the kids hole again and then slide in and fucked it for five more minutes and shot his load. pulled out and eat his hole again till Brian had pulled his dick out, tucked it in his jeans and left leaving the two alone. Ryan turned around and Mike stood up and let Ryan clean off his dick and Ryan sucked that fat dick. He worked it for five minutes and Mike shot one more time in the kids mouth and then pulled up his boxer shorts and dress pants and left. He said make sure you text me later. Ryan thought he was done but the T had him still horny as fuck, he heard the door and waiting and both booths opened and locked. Ryan' s hart started to race, it was always exciting to see who and what dick would slide through. He peaked to the right and he could not tell and then to the left and he thought the guy might be black. Trevon let his dick flop out of his white underwear and Ryan was excited and nervous, He had never sucked a BBC but had jacked off to it many times. Yea he told Jack that black dicks were softer but a girl told him that once. Travon slowly slide his big dick through the hole, so thick and dark. Ryan grabbed it and licked the head and jacked it and tasted the precum. He loved the taste and sucked and tried to swallow that big cock. Trevon pulled out and feed him some poppers and then again started to fuck his mouth and he pulled out again. He bent down and kissed the boy and told him to turn around and back up on his dick. Ryan did and as he did he could see the most beautiful 10" black dick leaking precum. He quickly put is tongue out to catch it, he had never seen anyone leak like that. Ryan looked down and that dick must have been dripping for a little while since there was a huge puddle on the ground. Ryan put his fingers in it and rubbed it on it on his hole and then did it again. He presented his lubed up hole to the BBC at the hole, Trevon told Jamal to popper up the white whore. Jamal pulled out and fed the kid six hits and stayed there and told Trevon the whore is ready and kept feeding him hits as Trevon slammed into his cunt. The expression on Ryan's face was a mix of pain and pleasure and he finished his 10th hit and started to moan. Jamal told Ryan to kiss him and they made out for three minutes and Jamal stood up and fed Ryan his head again so Ryan could suck from the tap. Trevon was slamming the kids ass and before long Jamal was fucking his throat. The kid tried to pull up and was struggling to breath as Jamal slowly pulled out and Ryan coughed. Jamal feed him more poppers and he was spinning and he slowly fed him his big cock and fucked his throat for three minutes and then pulled out and the boy gasped for air and then and another throat fucking for long until the boy was taking it for five minutes and just then Trevon shot his load and make a groan and grunt and said fuck that is some fine pussy. While Trevon was slowly fucking Ryan Jamal got down and fed the kid more poppers and told him to suck his buddy like he just sucked him. Ryan turned around and put his hole up to Jamal's hole and opened wide and Trevon shoved his dick in the back of Ryan's throat and Ryan coughed, Trevon pulled out and little and let Ryan suck his dick and then he started pushing back and ended up deep in the kids throat. Jamal and spit on Ryan's hole and slide in deep and he was fucking his cummy slit when Trevon pulled out and Ryan started to moan and whimper as he was being deep fucked. Trevon pulled out and pulled up his sweat pants and bent down and whispered to the kid, white whores always love BBC. You should let me whore you out one night, you would fucking love it. Give me your number whore Ryan slowly gave his number. Whore answer me when I text you, with that he left and Jamal fucked Ryan for another ten minutes and shot his load. Ryan sat on the toilet and answered the text from Trevon. Trevon - Great pussy, I love white boys. Ryan - Thanks Trevon - You have plans on Sunday afternoon, BBC party be there at 2 PM I will text you the details. Ryan - Well, I have a girlfriend and not sure what we are doing yet. Trevon - Fuck that, you are taking BBC, you will be there. Ryan - Okay Ryan sat on the toilet with some cum dripping out of his hole when the door opened on the stall next to him. Ryan thought, I think I need to go but the T still had him horny. While he sat there he looked at his watch and it was 8:45. He should go but something kept him from going anywhere. He peeked in the hole and there was a huge black dick being stroked. The guy asked Ryan if he wanted it, Ryan licked his lips and said yes. He stood up and feed a few inches through the hole. He said earn it boy. Ryan sucked that big dick and licked the head and wanted it bad. He told Ryan to turn around and show him his hole. Ryan did and he slide his finger in and then two and three. Nice fuck hole boy. He pulled out and took a big rock and slide it in his cummy hole between his three finger and left it inside. The kid did not even feel it. Then he told Ryan to suck his fingers clean and Ryan turned around and did. The T was making him horny as fuck. Malik fed him his dick and Ryan throated it but still could not take it all. Malik let him try for five minutes and then told him to unlock his booth. Ryan hesitated but Malik told him again and Ryan did it. Malik pulled his dick out so just the head was there and Ryan sucked the head and the Malik pulled out and gave Ryan eight hits of poppers and told him to get on his all fours with Ryan's hole facing the stall door. Ryan did it, Malik unlocked his door and came over and opened up Ryan's door and saw that hot cummy hole. He spit on his dick and Ryan;s hole and slide slowly in till he was 9" bottomed out. He was thicker than Jamal, he handed the poppers to Ryan and told him to keep taking hits till he was deep inside. Malik slowly but forcefully slide his cock back and forth working to break through the second ring and after six to seven minutes it popped through. Ryan's head came back and he make a noise that was a mixture of a grunt, moan, pain and pure pleasure. Malik stayed there and fucked slowly back and forth letting his head out of the second ring and then forcing it back open and then he started long fucking his cunt. Ryan had lost track of time but this went on for twenty minutes and then finally Malik shoved past the second ring and Ryan could feel his dick pulsing. He did not say a work or even more or grunt, he felt one, two, three and all the way up to seven spurts as Malik's cock pressed upward against the ring. Ryan did not want it to stop, fortunately Malik also was not ready to stop and he then started to long fuck him and get really rough with his hole. Ryan kept taking poppers and ten minutes later Malik shoved deep past the second ring and let out a moan as he said fuck that is one hot cunt. I want this cunt again boy, hand me your phone. Ryan pilled it out of his pants in front of him and handed Malik his phone and Malik called his phone and programed his number in Ryan's phone. He handed the phone back to Ryan and told him he was about to pull out and every good whore cleans up after and I know you are a good whore. With that Malik started to pull out and Ryan turned around and started sucking Malik's huge dick. When Ryan cleaned him off completely he patted the kid on the head and put his dick back in his underwear and buttoned his Jeans and walked out.

Part 56 - Swim Meat It had been a rough season for the team. The first several meets they had been missing at least one swimmer that had been out with the flu. The coach had started to make sure that the team had been taking vitamins and getting flu shots, but it didn’t really help. Finally, the whole team seemed healthy and back to normal in time for a clinic up at the university about an hour north. It was a three day clinic where several coaches, college swimmers and ex-olympic athletes would give tips to all the swimmers. Coach Adams thought that this would be a good way to get his team back into competition shape. He even was able to coerce money out of they school district to pay for three hotel rooms so they didn’t have to commute each day. The team showed up after classes on Thursday with their gear bags and a duffle bag with clothes. Shane convinced the coach to let Ric join the team and be the go-fer and baggage handler. Reluctantly he agreed when Ric offered to pay for his own meals. They settled into the van and Coach Adams drove the team up to the university. When they pulled into the hotel, Ric got a big grin on his face. The sign said “Rest Inn Lodge” and he remembered it well. He hoped the manager that had been there during his stay with Dave would be there. The guys hopped out of the van and followed the coach into the lobby. Ric looked around and was trying to remember the name of the manager. The coach hit the bell and several seconds later Dennis walked out of the office at the same time a young blonde girl came running down the hall. Ric looked at Dennis and Dennis looked at Ric. Dennis couldn’t remember why Ric looked familiar and then it clicked. “Sarah, I’ll take care of this group. You can finish up with your other tasks” Dennis said. Ric saw Dennis wink at him and then Dennis said to the coach “Can I help you?” “Yes, I have three rooms reserved under Adams. We’re here for the swim clinic” Coach Adams said. “Let me check…” Dennis said and then continued “Ah, got it. Uh, we have a slight problem with your reservation. You wanted three rooms in a row. One of the rooms that we had assigned to you had a plumbing problem and is unusable. I have another room that is about six doors down, so you would have two together and then one a short ways away. Is that OK?” Dennis said. "Uh, not really. I need to be able to chaperone these high school kids and it will be hard to do that if one is not with the others” the coach said, exasperated. “I’m sorry, but there aren’t many other alternatives. We only have a few other rooms available since people are in for the seminar and other university activities this weekend. The only other alternative is to have you spread even farther apart and on different floors” Dennis explained, giving Ric another wink. Ric nudged Shane and nodded. Shane then said “Come on, coach. We don’t have much of a choice. We’ll promise to be on our best behavior.” “That’s what I’m afraid of. It’s not like we have much of a choice. OK, we’ll take it” Coach Adams said. “I’d recommend you take one of the two that are together and put the ones you think will be uh… troublesome next to you.” Dennis said. “That’s all of them. I should have brought rope to tie them up so they don’t get loose” the coach said. “That, I can help you with…” Dennis said as a couple of the team gasped and then he said “I’m just kidding.” Dennis programmed the keys and handed them over. “Here’s two keys for room 141, four keys for room 143, and four keys for room 152. If there’s anything I can do, please let me or any of my staff know.” Ric chuckled when he heard room 152. That was the room he lost his virginity in and got pozzed in too. He nudged Shane again and whispered “we get 152.” “Oh Mr. Adams, let me send down some adult beverages for you as compensation for the inconvenience. What would you prefer?” Dennis said just as the team started to leave. “Oh, thanks. Uh… light beer would be great” the coach replied. Ric, Shane, Marty, Zac took the keys for room 152. Ric looked back and saw Dennis motion for him to come closer at the end of the counter. Dennis whispered “You were here before, right?” and Ric nodded. “And in that room for a special night?” Dennis then asked. “Yeah, and you visited for some fun” Ric replied quietly. “OK, I thought so. Try and keep the coach from seeing the room. I wasn’t sure, but I thought you guys might want some space to play. Stop by later and fill me in, ok?” Dennis said, giving Ric a wink. Ethan, Toby and Max took the room next to the coach and they all went to their rooms to unpack. Coach Adams dropped his bag and was just about to check on each of the guys rooms when Dennis arrived with a six pack of light beer in a bucket of ice. “Please make sure that your students don’t raid your stash. The police usually stop by a few times a night during the weekends to make sure there’s no underage drinking going on” Dennis said. The coach took the beer and set it back in the room on the counter next to the sink. As he walked towards the door, the entire team was there asking about dinner. Ric had gone back to the front desk and spotted Dennis who ushered him into the office. “So, how are you doing?” Dennis asked. “Fuckin, great” Ric said. “I heard from Dave that you’re in the club now. Congrats” Dennis said and Ric replied “Thanks” with a huge grin. “So, did you share with these guys? Or are they still neg?” Dennis asked. Ric chuckled. “I tagged them all. I got three and then we took care of the rest of the team. We have a very positive senior class.” “Fuck yeah. Are you planning on having any fun while you’re here this weekend?” Dennis asked while rubbing his bulge. “I know that some of the guys are hoping to find other swimmers to fuck, but I don’t think theres a plan” Ric explained. “And what about the coach? Gay? Straight? Bi? I kind of got a vibe from him” Dennis then asked. “No clue. I know we have a couple gay teachers at school, but they try and stay in the closet, at school anyway. I know the coach isn’t married, but I don’t know what team he plays on” Ric said. He reached over and rubbed Dennis’s cock through his pants and smiled before saying “I hope I can taste this again this weekend.” “Oh yeah! And let me know if you need help with any legal neg guys you find” Dennis said as Ric walked out of the office. Ric was walking down the hall and met the team walking the other way. “We’re heading to dinner” Shane said. The team ate dinner and then the coach drove everyone back to the hotel. “We need to be a eating a light breakfast at 7:30 AM and In the van with your gear at 8:30. Checkin at the clinic starts at 9. I’ll be checking on you guys this evening. You better not be causing trouble. This is a training camp, not a party” the coach barked to the team as they walked through the lobby. Each group went to their rooms and the coach went to his. He grabbed a cold beer and then went to look around the hotel to see what places that the team should be avoiding. He found the gym and noticed several new looking pieces of equipment and then looked at the locker room and sauna. “I’m going to have to spend some time in here, relaxing” he thought. He finished his beer and dropped it into a waste bin and found the breakfast area and then the bar. He sat down at the bar and ordered a pint of beer and watched the sports recap on TV. Dennis walked through the bar several times as he usually did making sure that the hotel was running smoothly and checking out Coach Adams. At one point an attractive woman that looked to be a few years older than the coach took a seat next to him and seemed to be hitting on him. The coach seemed to be disinterested and finally she gave up and found an older businessman to use her charms on. He ordered another beer and continued watching TV and checking his phone. Dennis noticed he seemed to have a text conversation going with someone. Dennis got more interested and sent his own text message and before too long, his boyfriend Corey showed up. Corey sat down a couple stools away from the coach and ordered a drink. Soon he was talking to the coach, first about whatever sports news was on the TV and before too long, they were facing each other, talking. Dennis knew how good Corey was at picking up both straight and gay guys and getting the straight guys to take a walk on the wild side. After the third pint, the coach and Corey got up and started walking out of the bar. Coach Adams walked by and stopped in front of each of the team’s rooms and listened. All he heard was a TV from both rooms and then walked with Corey back to his room. “We have to be quiet. My team is next door” the coach whispered to Corey before he pulled him close and kissed him. Corey slid his hand underneath the coach’s polo shirt with the logo of the school on the chest. The shirt was pulled over his head and thrown on the floor. Corey backed the coach towards the bed without his tongue ever leaving the coach’s mouth. With the coach on his back, Corey unbuckled the belt and unbuttoned the coach’s jeans before pulling them off. The coach laid there in just a pair of trunks with a sizable bulge and wet spot. He looked down at the coach and quickly took his clothes off. Corey climbed on the bed and lowered his cock to the coach’s mouth while Corey licked and chewed on the coach’s cock through his underwear. The coach's warm mouth took Corey’s cock in deep and Corey could tell he had an expert cocksucker blowing him. He started to fuck the coach’s mouth and the coach flicked his tongue all around Corey’s shaft. Corey was working the coach’s cock over too, soon dispensing with the underwear and swallowing his cock to the base. Corey was trying to decide whether to fuck or be fucked and came to the conclusion that his rock hard and dripping cock needed to be planted as deep as possible in the coach’s ass. Dennis knocked on the door and heard the guys inside laughing and then shushing each other. The door opened just a crack and Ric’s face filled the gap saying “Yes?” Ric looked out and saw Dennis with a large grin on his face and then opened the door wider and pulled him inside. Dennis looked around and saw four naked swimmers. Ric looked like he had just gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar and the other three were quickly trying to get out of the compromising positions they were in. Dennis chuckled and said “Good, I’m glad you’re making use of the room. Your coach is going to be occupied for a little while, so don’t worry about him interrupting your fun. You might want to let the other room know, but tell them the coach is in his room, so don’t be too obvious.” “Fuck yeah!” said all four. Ric then said “Do you want to join us? I’m sure any one of us would love to feel that cock inside them.” “Uh, are you all 18 or older?” Dennis said nervously. “All legal and toxic” Shane replied with a huge grin. It only took three seconds and Dennis was naked too. Zac took nearly as long to be kneeling in front of Dennis licking at his balls and cock. Ric moved behind Dennis and was feeling his body all over. After spending so much time with the shaved swimmers, he really enjoyed running his hands through Dennis’s fur. Dennis seemed to be enjoying it too and the three moved closer to the bed, since Shane and Marty were all over the couch with Shane laid out on his back and Marty devouring his cock. Zac slid under Dennis and tried to swallow down on his cock while Dennis was licking the charged precum that was drooling out of Zac’s cock. Ric spread Dennis’s ass apart and dove in tongue first. Ric loved the scent that Dennis was giving off and was licking up the sweat as much as he was digging his tongue into Dennis’s hole. Dennis was growling and moaning. It had been a while since he had been in the middle of a three-way and wanted to take full advantage of it. Zac was covering his cock with a thick coat of spit and Ric was prepping his hole with his tongue, spit and fingers. Corey climbed off the coach and moved between the coach’s muscular legs. While the coach no longer had the swimmer’s build of his youth, he had kept in very good shape and still had the rounded, muscular bubble butt that most of his sex partners loved. His close cropped dark hair accented his gray-green eyes. He kept his body hair shaved like the swimmers he coached. His pubes were trimmed and surrounded his seven inches of average thickness cut meat. He stood a bit taller than most of his swim team at 5 foot 9. Corey rolled the coach on to his stomach and slapped his ass before pulling it apart and started to rim him. He felt the coach push his ass up, trying to get his tongue in deeper. Corey obliged and began to tongue fuck his hole. The coach was working his ass muscles around Corey’s tongue and Corey replaced his tongue first with one finger, then two. The coach was moaning as Corey’s fingers got deeper and at one point Corey told the coach to be quiet to not let the team members next door hear him. The coach buried his face in the bed and Corey added a third finger to his pussy. After adding some more spit Corey moved up and slid his stiff shaft between the tight ass cheeks and then pressed into the pucker. He felt the coach relax and his cock slid slowly inside, aided by the spit and now precum that was oozing from his cock. The coach raised his ass a little higher and squeezed his ass muscles around Corey’s cock. Corey began to wonder if the coach was total bottom or just an experienced one that could flip. He fucked harder and deeper until his pubes were pressing against the coaches bubble butt. He pressed a hand on the coach’s back, between the shoulder blades forcing his face into the now bouncing bed. Corey let out quiet grunts, but he secretly wanted to be as vocal as possible to let the swim team know that he was fucking their coach. His cock drove deep into the coach's cunt over and over until he started to hear the coach beg him. “Fuck yeah”, “wreck that hole”, “Gimme that load” came in between grunts and groans. Corey smiled and thought “Oh yeah, this fucker knows its bare and wants me to breed him.” Dennis had told him to make it a long fuck and Corey hoped that he had gone on long enough, since he really couldn’t delay his orgasm much longer. The next time he heard the coach beg him to breed him he plunged deep into his hole and felt his seed pump inside. His sweaty chest was on the coach’s back as his cock throbbed and his hips rolled, forcing the shaft in as far as it would go. The coach moaned out when he felt the hot cum flood his guts saying out loud “oh god, yes” and he milked Corey’s cock of every drop of seed. Dennis leaned upward and Ric did the same. “On your knees, boy” Dennis barked out at Zac who quickly removed his mouth from Dennis’s cock and turned around as fast as he could. He stood on all fours in front of Dennis who covered his fingers in spit and worked it into Zac’s quivering hole. Two fingers pushed into the tight pussy and Dennis stretched the hole out, getting it ready for his thick cock. Dennis added a third finger and twisted roughly before moving closer to Zac and slammed his cock in immediately after he pulled his fingers out. Zac screamed out from the sudden intrusion. Ric grabbed Zac’s speedo and stuffed it into his mouth to muffle any further screams. Dennis hammered away at Zac’s hole until Rick climbed behind him and then he just pushed deep into Zac and stayed there. Ric took his clue and lined his dripping cock at Dennis’s hole and plowed in all the way with one firm stroke. Dennis groaned loudly as Ric’s long, thick cock tore into Dennis’s tight hole. “Fuck, that’s a sweet pussy” Ric whispered into Dennis’s ear. His cock throbbed and Dennis whimpered, the pain in his ass was incredible from the invasion, but it turned him on knowing that Ric knew how to knock up guys by destroying their hole and then dumping his toxic sperm inside. When he had recovered a bit, he pushed back against Ric, giving himself enough room to fuck into Zac and then back on to Ric. Dennis was sweating profusely, partially from Ric’s rough entry and also from fucking. Zac was working his ass muscles, greedily trying to get Dennis to breed him. He enjoyed feeling Dennis poke into him deep, not as deep as Ric usually did, but still filling his ass up with cock. Dennis’s thrusts got harder, slamming into Zac and then Ric. He couldn’t believe how deep Ric’s cock went inside him, easily slamming into his inner ring. He knew he was going to get bred deep and hoped that Ric’s virus was going to give him the recharge that he craved. Marty was riding Shane’s cock with even more energy than he had before. He steadied himself with one hand on the back of the sofa and the other on Shane’s chest, tweaking his nipple occasionally. That usually elicited a big thrust from Shane’s hips and Marty loved feeling his best friend fill his ass up with poz cock. He looked over and saw Ric drilling into the hotel manager who was pounding Zac. He liked how Zac looked with his speedo stuffed in his mouth while he was getting fucked by the much bigger, bearded and hairy hotel manager. He hoped that he could get fucked in a three way like that, but wasn’t sure whether he wanted to be in front or the middle. He started squeezing his hole around Shane’s cock as he pulled up and looked back down at Shane’s face. He had a big grin that was accented by the patch of hair Shane had grown on his chin. Marty thought it looked hot, unlike Shane’s parents who harassed Shane endlessly about it. Shane was thrusting his hips up to meet Marty’s downward pushes and Shane’s cock started to swell. Marty knew the feeling well, having taken hundreds of Shane’s loads - first when they were neg and more recently when they had a lot more bite. He waited until he heard the familiar grunt and then forced himself down, taking all of Shane’s pulsating cock deep in his pussy. The warmth of Shane’s charged load filled him up again and he was in heaven. The coach laid there with Corey’s cock deep inside him. He’d clamp down on the softening shaft, trying to get another few drops of cum inside him. Corey was laying on top, their sweaty bodies glued together. After several minutes, Corey rolled off and laid on the bed next to the coach who moved down and started to lick the soft shaft, balls and pubes. Corey was sure that his cock was now clean, but the coach continued to nurse on his cock which was starting to get hard again. He looked down at the coach and said “You want more?” The coach looked back and let the cock drop out of his mouth saying “Yeah, its been months since my boyfriend got deployed and I haven’t been fucked since he left.” Corey laughed and said “Ok, but this one has to be quick since I have to get home before my boyfriend does.” He leaned up and pushed the coach on his back and lifted his legs up. Corey pushed him back and saw some cum dripping out of the coach’s abused hole. He pushed the cum up with his rigid cock on to the puckered hole and slid back inside. The cum filled hole felt silky around his rod and he gave the coach long strokes letting him feel all of his cock. Each thrust got harder and it didn’t take long until he was pounding in yet again. The coach was letting out grunts and yelps and Corey leaned forward and placed his hand over the coaches mouth. He slammed in hard and then slowly withdrew. BAM! he slammed in again and pulled back even slower. The coach’s eyes were wide open and staring back at Corey’s face, which had a sinister looking grin. BAM BAM! Corey slammed in, pulled back and slammed in again. Corey could see that mixture of excitement and fear in the coach’s eyes. BAM! he thrusted in again, each time forcing the coach further across the bed. He only had a few more before he would have to pull him back so he didn’t fall off the edge. His cock was throbbing and his balls were churning. BAM! Corey slammed in again, his cock pushing into the soft walls of the coach’s chute. He heard a whimper escape around his hand and closed his eyes. With one final slam, Corey unleashed a second flood of cum into the coach’s hungry hole. When the spurts of seed stopped, Corey leaned back, taking his hand off the coach’s mouth. “Oh my god, that was intense. I’ve never been fucked like that!” exclaimed the coach. Corey was panting and his cock hurt from the rough fuck. “I hope it wasn’t too much” Corey said as he pulled his cock out and sat back on the bed. “Fuck no! I’ve always wanted to try it rough and I loved it” the coach replied. He crawled over and started licking Corey’s cock and then stopped. “I think I taste a bit of blood though. I’m gonna be sore tomorrow” the coach said before quickly licking the rest of the cum off Corey’s cock. Dennis started grunting louder and Ric could feel his hole pulse around Ric’s thrusting cock. Ric knew that Dennis was about to cum so he wrapped his arm around Dennis’s chest, letting him pull Ric along with each shove into Zac’s surely wrecked hole. Dennis let out a growl and everyone knew he was one step away. “FUCK!” he yelled out and unleashed a torrent of viral seed into Zac’s newly poz hole. The orgasm milked Ric’s load out of him and he pumped a huge load of his own strain into Dennis’s guts. Ric’s chest was tight against Dennis’s sweaty back and he ran his fingers through the sweat soaked hair on Dennis’s chest. Their bodies were heaving together as they gasped for air. He heard Zac mutter “fuck yeah” over and over. Zac, Dennis and Ric finally pulled apart and Marty and Shane hurried over and joined them on the bed, Marty sucking Dennis’s cock and Shane slurping on Ric’s. Marty pulled off and said to Dennis “You really wrecked his hole.” Dennis patted Zac on the head and said “Thanks, you really took it well.” Zac smiled enjoying the feeling of his hole throbbing and coated with another man’s toxic cum. “I have to get going guys. Let me know if you want any help with other guys you find at the swim clinic” Dennis said as he got up. Marty’s hope of taking Dennis’s cock would have to wait another day. Dennis put his clothes back on, leaving the tails of his shirt hanging out and just draping his tie around his neck. “Shit! I gotta get home” Corey said, looking at the alarm clock in the room. He quickly got dressed and slapped the coach’s naked butt before saying “Bye and thanks. That was fun” and then heading out the door. Corey walked down the hallway and met Dennis walking out of the orgy room. He high-fived his boyfriend and they walked out to their car.

No...I'd fuck with a man or if I didn't want a dick I'd fuck a woman

I practically dove for the new comer’s crotch. He dropped his towel revealing another wonderfully thick cock, this time surrounded by bright red hair. “You said you wanted thick boy, well his cock gets nice and thick when he’s pounding a boy hole,” Henry said, patting my head as he walked over to where Tom was on the bed. “Well don’t just sit there and look at it slut,” the man said, “get it in your mouth.” I opened wide and took his semi hard cock in my mouth and started to suck. I worked up quite a good amount of spit slurping up and down the thick rod and soon it was running down my chin as I attempted to swallow his tool. The man seemed to be enjoying himself as he had his hands on the back of my head and had tossed his head back moaning. I looked up at him as I sucked, getting a stunning view of his hard toned body and the ginger fur that covered it. He had the thickest longest pit hair I had ever seen, and for some reason that made my cock pulse. I guess I was learning a lot about myself in those few hours. Tom had started whimpering from the bed behind me and I assumed that Henry was in the process of deep fucking his sweet muscular ass. “Get on the bed next to your friend,” the man commanded, “I think it’s time I breed that pussy.” I pulled off of his cock, letting the now fully hard engorged shaft spring from my mouth, and turned around to get on the bed with Tom. The whimpering I had heard from Tom was in fact caused by Henry deep dicking him. I caught a glimps of Henry’s cock slipping in and out of the jocks now stretched out ring and wondered if my own hole looked as good wrapped around a cock. “Bend over.” I did as I was told, and without any further warning the ginger’s big rough hands were on my hips and his cock head was pressing against my well seeded hole. As he began to penetrate me, stretching my hole wider then ever before with his girthy tool, I once again had a moment of shock that I was actually doing this. But, as his cockhead pressed against my prostate I gave up caring and all I wanted was for him to use my hole good. “His cock is so thick,” Tom whispered to me between moans, “I can’t wait to see what your newbie hole is like afterwards.” “Hungry for more,” I gasped as I felt pubes against my ass cheeks and the ginger man’s balls bounce against my own. “Man this is a sweet wet boy cunt,” the ginger man said, sliding in and out of my hole. He seemed to be intent on slow fucking me but I had other plans and after steeling a quick kiss from Tom I started to slam my self back on his cock. I bounced from head to root over and over again and Henry slammed into Tom like a jackhammer and the ginger man kept up a long string dirty talk about how he was going to breed Tom and me. That’s what I needed, I needed him to breed me, to dump his seed in my hole and I told him so and I milked his cock with my hole. Suddenly Henry let out a cry and collapsed on top of Tom who was moaning wildly as cum flew from his cock without him even having to touch it. This seemed to be too much for the ginger man who grabbed my hips and bottomed himself out and just held me in place as his cock twitched and jerked inside of me shooting long warm ribbons of cum into my intestines. Fuck sweat dripped from the ginger as he held his deflating cock inside of my hole like a stopper, but eventually he let his cock fall from my well used hole and stepped away from the bed. “You weren’t lying, Henry. He’s got a beautiful cunt. I’ll see you in the sling room later if you convince your boys to go.” Cum dripped from my hole down my leg.