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part 3 When we got into Tom's car I started looking through all the apps and websites in search of any activity for us to start with. I looked on sniffies and saw there were quite a few groups around town advertising for some group fun and a few check-ins at the porn shops in town too. I told Tom about what I found and he said we would check them out but first he wanted to take me to meet a special friend first. My curiosity peaked at this and he wouldn't tell me he just kept saying it was going to be a surprise so I relented and just kept searching for more and more hookup opportunities. We kept driving for a little longer and we pulled up to a very nice modest house making me wonder again what we were doing. Tom parked in the driveway and proceeded to get out and I followed suit. We got to the door and Tom rang the doorbell and we waited. We didn't have to wait long and when the door opened up I was shocked to see a very beefy strong man answer the door completely naked and hard. He was an older man probably in his forties with tattoos covering every inch of his 7ft body, his rippling muscles accented his full tan and piercings in every part that a man would find super sexy. His 12 inch thick cock was pierced with a very large prince albert and there was a jacob's ladder leading down to a nice set of big balls. The curve in his shaft made the jacob's ladder look even more impressive and I had to rip my eyes away when Tom shook me to get my attention. I blushed as I looked up at this man and he smiled and asked me if I liked what I saw and I blushed a bit and told him he looked so sexy. He again smiled at me and winked making me blush more and he grabbed Tom by the waist and pulled him in for a sloppy kiss and ushered us both in. Once inside Tom and this man started to make out again and he proceeded to strip Tom right there in the doorway. Once Tom was naked we walked over to me and started to do the same to me and the feeling of his mouth on mine made me shake some with how soft his lips felt. When I was naked he stepped away again and Tom finally told me who he was and what we were planning on doing here. "Kyle I'm sure you can tell that Rob here and I know each other fairly well and I have kept him up to date on what you and I have been up to as well as your status now and we agreed that you needed more from the source that gave me the gift." I looked at him in shock switching again to look at Rob imagining in my head of Tom being fucked by this titan of a man and I almost lost it right there and we hadn't even done anything yet. I stood speechless for a moment more and then Tom told me more of what would be happening. "Rob here agreed to start our day with a group breeding session here at his house and you and I both are going to be the bottoms for over 50 poz guys so they can add their bugs to us to bring to college and pass along and afterwards we are going to let Rob here tattoo and pierce us both since he is a highly successful tattoo artist and piercer." Hearing this made my dick jump since I had never bottomed for so many guys before and it excited me to no end. I jumped into Rob's arms and started to make out with him like crazy and I felt his cock at its full hardness already start to poke and probe at my hole. Rob kept thrusting up and down, never missing a beat as he continued to shove his pierced tongue down my throat. Rob set me down and said he wanted to make sure the full party was here before he started to fuck. He took both of our hands and led us down into his basement. We started to hear the thumping of music as we descended down the stairs and we were met with applause after Rob opened the door and all in attendance saw us walking through the door. It took us a moment to adjust to the dimness of the room and when our eyes adjusted we looked and saw a full on sex area with so many naked and hard men ready to fuck. Everything you can imagine was in this basement from slings, fuck benches, st andrew's crosses and so many other things for fucking and we were going to be doing everything here. Rob turned the music down so he could address the crowd. "Alright you dirty fuckers here we go we have Tom and Kyle both here now and like I told you before these sexy young men want everything you can think of done to them and make sure that you all give them a load in their holes so they can make sure to spread it around with them when they both make it to college." After you shoot your first load in these boys you are free to use them again or to use anyone at the party but only after you shoot your first load in them so they get the full potency. "So without further interruption let's get this party going." The large crowd cheered as Rob turned the music back up and we were swarmed by the biggest fuck party I could ever imagine. We were both led to the sling area and lifted into them by many hands and strapped in. A screen was wheeled over to me and to Tom and I could see two cameras attached to the screen and the screen was split into two sides. I could see myself and I could see Tom on the other side so I knew they rolled over one where he was to. Rob walked up to me and told me he set this up so it could be streamed live for any dirty horny fucker who wanted to see this party and so I could see everyone fucking Tom as well. I thanked him for all of this and he gave me that amazing smile again and walked to the end of the sling telling me since Tom was his already POZ son from the start it was only fair for him to be the first one to add his strain in from the father source. I was salivating as I saw that Rob had changed the ring in his PA to one that had a rather large ball at the entrance of his piss slit and I looked at him and said for him to bring it on and make me his POZ son too. Rob lubed his cock up and lined the tip of it right at the entrance of my hole and I whimpered with excitement as a bottle of poppers was brought to my nose and I inhaled deeply a few times in each nostril and I was so warm and floating on the high. Rob told me to look up at the screen and I could see that Tom was about to start getting worked over too and he was looking right at the camera so he was eye with me and he told me he loved me and to have fun. I said it right back to him and right after the word fun was uttered Rob took that as his cue and slammed every inch of his thick ramrod into my suspended hole. As stretched as I was from all of the training I was able to skip the sensations of pain all together and I felt nothing but total bliss as this titan fucked me hard. The crowd of men all applauded seeing me take his schlong like a champion and kept cheering more and more to ampt up the both of us. While Rob was plowing my innards I looked and saw that Tom was receiving the same treatment on his end and I loved seeing him be a champ with getting fucked as much as I was too. More poppers were offered me to and I made sure I got a nice big dose making me flying on air again. Feeling Rob's large cock rubbing onto my prostate was getting me ready to blow my own load and I shouted that and he told me he was close too which made the crowd applauded and then someone grabbed a tube which looked like a penis pump and grabbed my cock quickly and inserted it into this tube. Once it was inserted the one who put it on showed me the end of the hose that attached to the tube and I saw a very large electronic butt plug. He rushed over behind Rob and inserted the plug into Rob and Rob saw my confusion and he told me he didn't want any of my load to go to waste so when any of these guys fuck me and make me cum they get my strain while I get theres. This made me smile and I could feel the suction and the pumping start from the tube. Rob fucked me harder and harder and In one final slam I could feel his cock swell and pain my insides with all the hot POZ cum that made my brother and essentially me become POZ. I was in pure ecstasy and my ass clamped down hard on his cock and I started to shoot what had to be the biggest load of my young life. I watched as best as I could so I could see my cum be sucked through the tube and be deposited into Rob's ass and I knew it was a success when Rob told me that the butt plug expanded and shot my load in him. I was breathing heavy and I looked back at the screen and saw my brother doing the same and I knew he got his first load of the day too. He saw me looking into the camera and we smiled at each other and shouted at the same time. WHO'S NEXT?

What is your favourite position to get bred? Mine is when I’m laying on my stomach and the top is laying flat on me with his arms around my chest/neck. I really love the moment when he is close and ready to load up my ass. I know I can’t escape (not that I want to) and will get my ass filled with his load. Even better when there’s a mirror, so I can see his face at that point.

Chapter 5 – T, Cum, Piss, and More In Chapters 1 through 4, I recount a session with my buddy Steven. He has me blindfolded and has been having his way with me. He’s joined by another guy who I haven’t seen. I’ve been slammed, dildoed, fisted, fucked, bred, and more. My cock is in a chastity cage, and they just decided to slam me again. Do I trust them? I better, since I am fully in their hands now. Blindfolded, in a sling, about to take another slam. I knew Steven would look out for me, so I decided I just needed to relax and let it all happen. I feel the point go in, then a pause while he gets a register, and then he injects the T into my blood. He removes the tourniquet and pulls my arm up to slow the bleeding and speed the rush. It hits me hard. I cough a few times, and then my head explodes with overwhelming sensations. As I’m riding the rush, the dildo from earlier is shoved back into my ass. This time, there’s no going slow. The toy is quickly shoved deep in my ass, pulled back, and shoved in again. The feelings are intense as my ass is being opened to its maximum. The guy fucking me with the dildo shoves it in deep and keeps steady pressure on it to get it to drive even further into my ass. Then, I hear Steven say, “I wanna get in that ass.” The dildo is pulled out, and Steven’s hand enters. We’ve played enough that I can tell this is his larger hand, which went in as a fist. He twists it around as he’s plowing my ass with it, going deeper and deeper. He pulls it back out when he hits the obstruction of my inner bend. When he’s out, his other fist goes in. He repeats this pattern of shoving it in, pulling it out, and then switching to his other hand to do the same. I’m writhing in ecstasy in the sling, feeling my ass get an extreme workout. It was seriously intense and I’m loving everything that he’s doing. Next, Steven pulled his hand out so that it was just inside my ass. He used fingers from his other hand to rub around the wrist of the hand inside me, then started to slide his fingers in alongside his arm. He keeps working more fingers in, then pulls out and uses four fingers from each hand to stretch out my hole. I love the feeling of being opened up so much and keep reaching my fingers back to add to the mix. My fingers, plus his, are really working my hole. Steven pulls one of his hands out and picks up the lube. He squirts a healthy amount of lube onto his hands, my ass, and my hand. I think I know what is coming next, so I take my hand out of my ass and pick up the poppers. While Steven is massaging my ass, I take a few hits of poppers. Once they take control of my brain, Steven slides one of his hands inside me, then starts to work the other one in alongside it. I’m so wrapped up in the poppers and the T that I’m ready for anything. My ass is hungry, my brain is flying, and I’m pushing my ass down on his probing hands. Soon, I feel the other hand pop into my ass, and now he has both fists inside me. I opened my mouth to let out a moan, and the other guy placed his cock in my open mouth. Now, I’m being double-fisted and sucking a sweet cock. It feels amazing! Steven knows that I can only take the double fist for a short time, so he works one of his hands out of my ass. The other stays deep inside me. He’s using the hand he pulled out to circle my hole and dips it in occasionally, stretching my ass open to its maximum. Meanwhile, his other hand is probing deeper and deeper into my ass. I hear him say, “Fuck, I am in deep!” and I reach down to feel his hand inside me. My fingers encounter his elbow, which is very near my hole. I’ve never been fisted this deep, and the feeling is incredible. My ass is quivering around the arm that he has shoved inside it, and my whole body is focused on those sensations. I’ve still got the other guy’s cock in my mouth, but it is hard to focus on that with everything that is happening in my ass. Every time I moan, I suck his dick back in, trying to maintain some suction on it, but it’s tough to do. He pulls away, and then I feel his hand circling around Steven’s arm. He’s dipping his fingers to help open me up even more. His hand leaves my ass, and Steven is still working his paw deep inside me. He’s twisting and flexing his hand slightly, but the feelings it sends through my body are massive. Steven just keeps saying, “Wow,” and I keep saying, “Fuuuck,” as my body is probed like never before. I hear the unmistakable sound of lube being applied and worked around, so I assume they will swap out, and the other guy will fist me for a while. Then I hear, “I’m gonna shove my hand in there too,” from the other guy. I picked up the poppers, and he waited while I took a few hits. Once they hit, my ass was ready for whatever they wanted to do to it. Between the slam and the poppers, I was an asspig that was ready and willing. The other guy easily slid his hand in alongside Steven’s arm. Steven had pulled back a bit so that his hand was just inside the main channel of my ass. The other guy’s hand kept sliding in until I felt that distinctive pop that let me know that he, too, was now fully inside my ass. They both moved their hands around and opened and closed their fists while they were inside me. Even though I was coming down from the poppers rush, I was still moaning and squirming around as they rearranged my insides. “Take your hand out.” Steven slowly withdrew his hand while the other guy kept his inside me. Then, he pulled back and spread his fingers wide to open me up. I felt his cock at my hole, and with one single shove, he slid that into me alongside his hand. “If I can’t blow my load in your mouth, I’ll jack off in your ass.” Fuck, this guy knew all the right things to say to a pig like me! He began a slow in-and-out motion with his cock, caressing it with his hand as it plunged through my ass. Between the stretch from his cock and hand, and the movements as his hand massaged his dick, I was in ecstasy. He was taking it slow, so I again picked up the poppers. First, I offered the bottle to him, but he said no to them. Then, I took two snorts, feeling the fumes through my whole body. Luckily, Steven grabbed the bottle and lid from me since I immediately went into overdrive. I was flexing my ass on his hand and cock, and he kept plowing his cock into me, squeezing his hand around it as it plundered my ass. Steven sucked my cock into his mouth, and I groaned as my cum shot out into his mouth. He sucked and sucked, getting all the juices that my cock was giving. At the same time, the other guy was fisting and fucking me. He sped up and growled, “Here it comes”. Then, he buried his cock in my ass, and I felt the warm flow of his sperm washing my ass. He shot another huge load inside me. I was honored to be the receptacle of his load and just kept muttering, “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He chuckled as he withdrew his hand, leaving his cock inside me. He slid it back and forth in my lube and cum filled ass. It was softening, but he was still able to fuck me for a while after he shot his load. Then, he pulled out. Luckily, Steven was there with a lubed hand to slide right back in. They were not letting my ass stay empty. As Steven was leisurely fisting me, I sensed the other guy at my head. I instinctively turned my head towards him and opened my mouth. He placed his cock in my mouth, and I got to enjoy all the sweet flavors of his recent efforts. I kept sucking and sucking his cock, working the last bits of cum out of it. “Want my piss?” I nodded, and he just growled in response. I let his cock rest in my mouth since it can be hard to piss when you’re getting sucked. Hell, it can be hard to piss when you’re spun, when you’ve just cum, or when you’re getting sucked, so he had a lot working against him. But I soon tasted the bitter flow of his chempiss into my mouth. I swallowed as he dumped his T-laden piss into me. He gave me a few mouthfuls, and I kept his cock in my mouth to get any final drops. I knew that his piss would hit me soon, and I was ready for the flight. Steven had been fisting my ass, and as I relaxed after swallowing the piss, I realized how deep in my ass he was. His fingers were rubbing the walls of my colon and sending shock waves through my body. It’s wild how your body changes focus in a situation like this. Even though Steven was fisting me deep, I had been fully focused on the other guy’s cock in my mouth while he was pissing. Once he was done, my body shifted the attention back to my ass. Steven was enjoying himself and I was loving what he was doing to me. He was deep in my ass, twisting around and massaging my deepest recesses. Steven said, “I’m gonna pull out, and we’re gonna give you a break.” His extraction this time was slow and deliberate. There were a few times when I’d slide my ass down in the sling to take more of his hand inside me, and he chuckled each time I did it. The sensations as he moved out of my ass were amazing, and I was flying high from all the T that was coursing through my veins. When he got the widest part of his hand at my exit, he spent some time rotating his hand and stretching my ass. I reached for the poppers again. Steven recommended just a light snort since we were prepping for a break. I took one deep hit and recapped the bottle. Steven (that little bastard!) quickly shoved his fist back into my depths. I gasped as he did this and involuntarily flexed my body forward, allowing even more of his hand to enter me. He played there for a while and then began to truly pull his hand out my ass. He took a leisurely pace, but soon my ass was empty, and I was gaping. Both guys were massaging my gape and discussing how beautiful my open hole was. Then, they helped me out of the sling and over to the bed. I lay down on it with one of them on either side of me. “Your blindfold is coming off, so be prepared.” I was most excited to see who the other guy was! He had impregnated me with his sperm, fisted me, fucked me, and fed me his piss. Now, I was going to get to see who this stud was. When the blindfold was removed, Steven's lips locked onto mine in a sweet kiss. This gave my eyes ample time to adjust to the low light in the room. When Steven backed off, I looked at the other guy and was surprised by who it was.

Sucking multiple cocks is intoxicating. A few weeks ago it was my turn to suck off everyone in our group - 2 Daddies and 3 boys. I spent an hour on my knees sucking them until it was time to shoot. I like to swallow each load in quick succession so as soon as one cock shoots its load in my mouth it’s pulled out to be replaced by the next cock. I love how each of my Buddies use my mouth differently. Some shoot in my throat and some in my mouth. Some I can feel strong jets of sperm hitting my throat and some I feel filling my mouth with thick hot oozing seed. Fucking love it.

The most unexpected fuck in my life just happened minutes ago. I’m here in Austria, in nice small town. Let me say, in the middle of nowhere. I was here once a year ago, and was nobody for sex. I supposed that this short stay would be without any action. No poppers, no douche. I switched on Romeo app just to read a message. Then I saw a hot Scottish guy very close. He texted me that he wanted to drink my piss, and sniff my sole, pits, underwear. I said I just finished with the shower but I could offer my underwear we exchanged pictures, and his cock was amazing. He said that he is a pig bottom but not regarding fuck, because by fuck he was top. Hmmm He came to my room and the air started to spark between us We grabbed each other’s neck and started to eat each other’s mouths after a while he pulled me to the bed and turned into a position where he could eat my ass. I started to suck his gorgeous cock like there’s no tomorrow After a while I turned back and asked him if he was piggy enough to fuck my dirty hole He said yes - without asking condoms or my status. Fortunately we were on the same wavelength as we didn’t need lube, we had our saliva. I sat on his dick and started to ride on it. Then he grabbed my hip and fucked my hole brutally. Later he pushed me onto my back and continued to fuck me We had a unique eye contact and than he announced that he would come . Breed me, I replied and he exploded After 3 minutes break he asked me if I also wanted to come said yes, he gave a head and sucked me off

Unless someone is going to suck it out and feed it to me, I prefer to keep the load up my ass

Got here Friday for a good bud’s wedding. He’s a stupid fuck, doing a stupid “destination wedding” under pressure from his wife-to-be. If he’s that pussy whipped he's doing this stupid BS he’s going to be broke for life, but hats not me. There’s two other wedding groups here so plenty of pent up guys looking for release. Sadly I was mostly blowjobs but a bit more for a couple guys. The hottest was a cute redheaded dude I flip-fucked in a bathroom raw. As we were getting hot and heavy he admitted he didn’t know his status but was willing to go raw. And we went raw, him a king two loads from me no pumping two rough loads balls deep in me. Later that same night, a hot 30-something otter dad-bod dude let me breed him and I rode his dick until he busted inside me. So far so good

Woke up feeling extremely horny on Sunday morning, definitely needing to get some cock. Decided I was going to head into the boiler house sauna in Dublin so cleaned out, showered and headed into town. Arrived at the sauna around 12:30, paid the entrance fee and headed inside, changed in the locker room and headed upstairs. There were a nice number and type of guys already walking about including a few hot daddy types that I definitely liked the look of. I grabbed a quick shower to make sure I was as fresh as possible lubed up my ass and headed into the steam room. I’d never seen it so busy there was at least 10 guys in there. I had my towel over my shoulder as I leaned against the wall eyes closed taking in the heat. It wasn’t long before I felt a hand start to play with my cock. Soon the hand had reached behind and started to finger my ass. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose, I inhaled deep in both nostrils and let the rush wash over me. The 1 finger was replaced with 2 then 3 fingers and I was given the bottle again this time inhaling deep about 3 or 4 times. I was putty in the guys hands as he pushed me forward and bent me over the bench in the steam room the fingers were taken out and my hole felt so empty. I needed something more. I didn’t need to wait long as soon I felt a cock teasing my hole. Normally at this point in a sauna I reach for the condoms as I generally play safe in a sauna type setting but today the thought never entered my head. I was horny, high from the poppers and totally lost in the attention my hole was now receiving. The teasing went on for another bit as I took more hits of poppers, as the rush hit I pushed back onto his bare cock taking him deep inside. He started to fuck me firmly and steadily and as he did a cock was presented to my mouth which I proceeded to greedily devour. I was lost in a cock-bliss but still aware of the audience. The guy fucking me gradually increased his pace and after a few frenzied seconds of slamming my ass he moaned loudly and came hard pumping a load inside me. I continued to suck the cock in my mouth and soon I was rewarded with a mouthful of tasty cum which I happily swallowed. The guy pulled his cock from my ass and leaned over, whispered in my ear enjoy my babies slut, he turned and left the steam room. Instantly I wondered does that mean what I think it does - did I just take a poz load. I didn’t have time to dwell on it as no sooner had he gone that another replaced it. I hadn’t planned on taking loads and certainly not multiple loads but I couldn’t help myself, another few hits from the popper bottle under my nose and I was lost in a world of pleasure. In the end I swallowed 3 loads and took at least three in my ass and had a couple more shot on my back, maybe they were pox loads, maybe they weren’t but fuck I loved being the centre of attention. After I got home that evening I did freak out a little but soon after resigned myself to what will he will be. My next test results will let me know.

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.

On Friday I was so horny that I decided to take the afternoon off and head over to the local porn cinema. When I got there it was quiet and I went into the booth with the big gloryhole. Took my trousers off and just put my ass on the hole. It did take a while and the door in the booth next to it closed. He started caressing my ass, fingering my hole and then pushing his raw cock inside. I hit my poppers and was in heaven. He fucked me hard, the booth was shaking, until I could her him dumping his load inside. He zipped up and left. No idea who he was. Not long after the door closed again and I could feel another cock pushing into my hole. He fucked me for a bit, pulled out and left. Another one came in and also pushed his raw cock inside. Fucked a bit and left. Then the second one came back and fucked me some more until he shot his load. After that it was dead. Shame, would have loved some more.

Hello there. This is my first story here, and since english is not my native language, some part may seem wrong. So I am begging for your forgiveness (on my knees). Feel free to pm me if some part is not understandable. And enjoy ! –––––––––––– One year ago, I started Prep. Don’t get me wrong : I do love my husband. But… while still fit, I’m not getting any younger, and despite our genuine reciprocal love, I felt the need to spice my sex life up. So we talked about it. He may be vanilla, but he’s smart enough for both of us, enough to understand my needs and allowed me to fool around. So, after several month beating around the bush, I found myself – showered inside out, lubed and pill swallowed – putting my clothes inside a locker of a local gay bathhouse. The Red Light is a place I favored since a long time and regularly visit : while I never had sex here, I love being naked. I loved the warmth, the moisture and, well, the view of several naked males in different states of arousal. And none of them will complain if my gaze is a bit insisting. Another bonus : on some evenings, they have themed events, like tonight: every towel given are too small to be tied around the waist, and the lights are red and dimmed to the minimum visibility. Full moon night, they called it. I came here with a goal, though. I said my man is vanilla. I’m not. I started Prep and came specifically to satisfying an old fantasy of mine : receiving my first anon load. So here I am, taking my time, searching for a stud willing to play. Which would be easier if I were 15 years younger, but genetic have been gentle with me, and my ego loves when people does double take when I confess my age. I walk slowly through the place, warm up a bit in the pool, the hammam and the sauna for several minutes. I surprised myself by shaking from anticipation, like when my first time here. There is a lot of people, tonight. In the short way between the two rooms, naked men are walking or standing against the wall, looking, hunting and testing their chance with a gentle brush of their hands at every beauty they cross. But I’m yet too nervous to accept right now. After a half-hour, back at the showers to rinse myself, a handsome guy, kinda hispanic, takes place next to me. «Hi.» He says. «Hi.» I smile. «Nice place, but a bit dark.» « They do that, sometimes. First time here? » I ask. «Yeah. It seems bigger in the inside. » « It’s the lights. In the dark, everything seems bigger.» I joke. He laughs and his gaze lowers a bit. Mine too. I don’t know if it’s the darkness indeed, but he does seem big. Damn. I can feel my hole throb. I take a chance, turn to present my back to him and run slowly my hand between my cheeks to "wash" myself. Then turn back again and my new friend is still looking at me. My heartbeat rises a bit. «Did look around the place?» I ask. «A bit, but I’m a bit lost.» «Fancy a tour?» I propose. He looks at me again, blinks and smiles. «Sure thing. Lead the way.» I smile and dry myself, trying to ignore my hole screaming at me to act like a slut.

I resisted joining Tinder for a long time, but I finally threw in the towel and have been on the app for a few months now. As a pansexual guy, I have tended (until now) to reserve Tinder for browsing eligible women (who are, in many cases, as eager to take a cream pie as I am!) and search for cock using the old standby’s like Grindr and Sniffies. Fed up with the growing number of fake and scammer accounts – not to mention matches who say hello and then go silent – I decided to pivot my account to see what men I might find. Since people are marginally more likely to read a Tinder bio than they are on the hookup apps, I got specific about what I was looking for. On a site where a lot of guys are looking for their forever love (yuck), I was clear that I was only interested in hookups. Then, to make sure I got the right type of responses, I added a profile pic with a subtle outline of a condom with a big “X” through it. I didn’t have to wait long. The next day – yesterday – I matched with a guy who was a bit younger than me, probably late 30s. He was Middle Eastern with a close-trimmed black beard. We chatted for a bit and then exchanged numbers so we could trade the important pics – his cock and my ass. We instantly hit it off. He salivated over the pic of my hole dripping cum – my favorite to send guys when we’re talking about my love of bareback – and I couldn’t get enough of his dick pic. He was a good six inches (real inches, not Craigslist inches), thick, and uncut. The first time I set eyes on it, my hole twitched involuntarily. After a little more back and forth we agreed on a morning meeting today. I got up at my usual time and found a text from him already waiting. I replied and as I waited for him to respond, I got myself ready. Less than an hour later, I was on my way to his place, a quick 10-minute drive away at that time of day. He was waiting at the door when I arrived. I grabbed my lube and poppers out of the back of my car and followed him inside. We went straight to his room and started making out. Clothes came off quickly, and in a matter of moments my fist was clenched around his cock. It was even thicker than I had imagined, and I felt my hole twitch again at the thought of him sliding inside me. After some more hot and heavy making out (something I rarely do), I sat on the edge of his bed. The mattress was low to the floor and placed my mouth at the perfect height. A few huffs from my brown bottle and his hands were on the back of my head and his cock was slamming into the back of my throat. I choked and gagged, grateful that I had not eaten and loving every minute of it. That went on for several minutes until he pulled out. “Turn around,” he growled. I quickly complied. He drizzled a little lube on my hole and rubbed the tip of his cock up and down the crack, teasing me. I whimpered in anticipation. He took a couple of test pokes, opening up my pucker just enough, and then slid balls-deep inside me in one fluid motion. I gasped at the sudden feeling of fullness, but it felt amazing. He grabbed my hips and began to pound me, pushing me further and further forward until I was laying prone on his bed with him on top of me. He grunted and groaned with pleasure as he destroyed my hole. As time went on, the sounds became more frequent and louder, and I knew he was close to blowing his load. “That’s it,” I urged. “Cum inside me. I want your load in my ass.” “Fuck yeah,” he growled back, and his pace picked up. He began hammering me into the bed as though he wanted to break it – or me. A few more minutes and he let out a howl as his motion stopped. As I always do, I squeezed my hole tight around him and sure enough, he was pumping his load into my guts. As the pulses subsided, he collapsed on top of me, spent. We lay like that for a few minutes before he got up. I quickly spun around and took his still-semi-hard cock in my mouth, cleaning off all the juices. I ran my tongue up and down the top of his shaft, and he moaned. With that, I grabbed my clothes and he pulled on a pair of shorts to see me to the door. I hopped back in my car to start my day with a fresh load of cum inside me. I got home and checked Tinder again, and a guy I’ve hooked up with before through Grindr had found me. He’s got a nice cock, too, which some of you may have seen in a video I uploaded to my X account. Thinking I need to respond to him and let him know I’m looking. You never know – maybe today will end up being a ‘two-fer’!

i always swallow .. whether it's my mouth .. or my ass .. everything stays in .. well unless you want to kiss me and/or eat my ass - and snowball .. ;->

My last load was this morning. A regular bud came over and pounded me out like a bareback whore. Afterward I was playing around in the shower, and decided to see what it’d be like to push it out. I’d been pissing in a mason jar (to guzzle it later) which seemed to loosen up my guts perfectly to drain that sperm. A fucking massive fresh warm load, came out so slow and pure I had to slurp it up off the tile. Tasted fucking great to felch jizz out of my own hairy fuckhole, made me just want more.

Night. I've committed to not blowing a load until after Cumunion on Saturday and I'm going out of my fucking mind. Sweet dreams.

Yeah, seriously guys....DO NOT DO THIS. It's incredibly dangerous. You could give yourself alcohol poisoning easily. It's not worth the risk.

I always unload as deep as possible.

My Kinda top. [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/embed/8033579/

Every four weeks I get an alert from the pharmacy saying that I have a prescription to pick up. (All my other ones are mail order). So I go and I pick it up and it's another DoxyPrep prescription from my doctor --- she prescribes it as often as insurance will cover it. Cracks me up. I have a full drawer full of it and my slut friends call me every once in a while and ask "hey...uh...do you have any more doxyprep?" Come to think of it after this last week I should probably down some....

When I grow up, I want to be just like Kyle. 😈

Just took a toxic full blown load anonymously pump n dump style. Feels so good to be a whore!

Please forgive me, for I have sinned. 😂 … The other night a gorgeous hunk of a drunk college frat boy bred me raw…. Pumped one of the most massive loads I’ve ever received deep up me. Unlike my normal preferences to leave it in to absorb, I pushed most of it out because I wanted to use it as lube to jack off to. It was glorious, and after I shot a huge satisfying load of my own, I took our combined cummy mixture and fingered it back into my hole and grabbed my dildo to worked that cum back up deep into my guts. 💦💦🔥🐽🥵

I absolutely absorb! That hot semen represents a part of that man, a part he is leaving with me. I want that inside me and I try to keep it inside me as long as possible. Sometimes I love to put a butt plug in to ensure I keep it. I once held a guys seed inside me for two days before I finally had to go to the toilet. The smell of his seed as it leaked out was strong and erotic.

I posted about my struggles with HPV in the past, and it really upended my sex life. I had at least five outpatient procedures in the past four years with an Anal and Rectal Cancer Specialist. It made me wonder if I would ever "be the same". One specialist, a straight man in a monogamous relationship with his wife, told me that despite the fact he was considered low risk he took the three step injection process of Gardisal 9. Getting someone to write you that script, and having someone administered that injection, is not an easy thing to juggle, at least here in Florida. However, my infectious disease specialist wrote the script, and the nurse administered the first two injections, the third time it was actually done at the pharmacy. Granted I don't use a chain pharmacy, they quickly shot me down. But the place where I get my HIV meds decided to give me the last shot, I am fortunate enough to have Well Care, pay for the three shots in their entirety. My EOB's show that each shot is about $250, if you have difficulties with your insurance company I would challenge them. It is a vaccine and most plans should cover this. I guess what I am trying to say is continue to fight. As sexually active as I am, and my doctor at that time knew it, he never talked to me much about HPV. My life came to a screeching halt, HPV is no joke. Right now my symptoms have subsided, no itching or pain. My doctor said I could have had it for years, which means I could have exposed a lot of guys to it unknowingly. Talk to your doctors and get vaccinated. Don't let them give you any crap about your age, if you are over 45 Walgreens or CVS will say no, but if your doctor will write the script more than likely he will administer it.

I totally love being poz as it has turned me into being a total cumdump slut! I'll offer my ass up to anyone who wants to fuck me, breed me and use me, especially other poz guys 🍆💦☣️🦂🍑🔥!!

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.

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

I love a challenge when a bottom wants me to wear a rubber. I’ll ask him to let me rub my bare cock on his asshole first. Then when’s he’s real horny I’ll ask him if I can slide my helmet Into his hole for a bit. If he doesn’t stop me I’ll go in a bit deeper. I’ll tell him how great his ass feels on my cock and keep trying to go deeper. If he’s moaning I know he’s loving it so I’ll tell him I gotta breed him and give him a minute to think about it. If he doesn’t try to stop me I’ll go all in and shoot my load in him. I’d never stealth a guy but I love persuading him to take my seed.

@dubpozlad perhaps you simply were unlucky or too "picky" how often I see guys in saunas all over the world running in circles ... they are horny, they are in need of getting laid - they want to share their body BUT FAIL because they check out all those there, as if they were on a marriage market.... one is too fat, one is too short, the next is whatever .... and I see and hear guys who are frustrated by the environment as they leave unfulfilled.... BUT in my view it is their own fault ... OPEN UP !!!! SAUNAS and DARKROOMS or ABS or Sex-cinemas are the perfect places where you know that you can have fun ... because every cock and ass there is available and is looking for the same things - SEX - and all want to feel the thrill of uninhibited fun .... When I am in one of those places I don't look for Prince Charming - I look for cock and uninhibited lust & fun ... I lobe those trolls who are there all the time - I love those sleazy men, who lure in the corner - I will pleasure them all ... may he be short, tall, slim, fat ... as long as he is willing - I AM GAME ... I love the thrill of the unknown - I never ask and never want to know what the other might bring to the table - I simply want their loads ... and @dubpozlad, when you start concentrating on the fun, rather than looks etc - YOU WILL HAVE FUN ... The Boilerhouse in Dublin is a great place and like so many other places, there are better times than others - BUT always worth a visit ....

I’m not actively chasing. I’m just enjoying taking loads and having great sex whenever the opportunity presents itself. I’m aware of the potential consequences of my behaviour and if I get pozzed I’ll have to accept those consequences.

I've never been DP'd. I once came close, but stupidly chickened out.

Hello I have recently been looking at the profiles on sites such as writeaprisoner.com and penacon.com These sites help you reach out to prisoners and inmates in the USA (I am from the UK) I created an account on JPay and saved a bunch of people that interested me. Has anyone ever reached out to any prisoners, inmates or got prison penpals. Convicts have always turned me on as well as I feel sorry for them. People hit rock bottom and I don't believe in shaming people just because they are in prison. I have had a hard time with friends in my life so I can somewhat relate to them. I have been imprisoned in my own life in a mental way. Has anyone ever reached out to them and/or have any advice Any advice would be appreciated (yes I know not to tell them personal details and all that lol)

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.

It depends on the cock shape 😉

Chapter 14: Vanishing Act “What do you mean, he vanished? People don’t just disappear like a puff of smoke!” Jim was incredulous. “Except in science fiction. Remember that story I told you I was reading, about a couple of gay guys who just kept disappearing everywhere? Some kind of genetic mutation caused by a higher intelligence….” “Is that the kind of disappearance we’re looking at here, Steve?” “Of course not! Or at least I don’t expect so. Just a few nights before we left town to go down east, Daniel had invited us to come over to his place for a party, a release party for his final film, and a goodbye party because he had sold the company. We declined because I had no part in that film, and because I had a lot of business details to straighten out before we went on holiday, so I was working pretty long hours all that week. Now I wish I had gone, because he disappeared right after that event.” “Foul play?” “Doesn’t seem likely. That was Laszlo I was talking to, you would remember him as Arpad Nagy. He told me that he’d been asking around. Daniel did a quick sale of his stuff, stored a few things with friends, and then sold his condo. He cut off his phone and shut down his email and social media accounts. He hasn’t been seen or heard from since by anyone.” “Ah-hah! An intentional vanishing act.” “That’s exactly what everyone thinks, but no one knows why.” Jim looked serious now. “I hope he’s not hiding out from somebody who wants him dead.” “It wouldn’t be impossible. There’s always been sketchy people and gang money floating around in the porn business, although I’d have sworn he was too smart to get sucked into that trap.” Jim’s mind was cranking over at full speed now, and an image from his memory came to the surface. “Steve, I’m just remembering something. The last time I saw Daniel, it was at a charity party we went to back a month or two before this all happened. He seemed really preoccupied, like his mind was somewhere else altogether. You know the look, a person is talking to you, but they seem completely detached from the time and place they’re actually in at the moment. Then someone came by and asked him if he could get to an event next month, and without even looking at his calendar, he said, “Sorry, no, I’m booked up then” – or something like that. I think he’s been planning this for quite a while.” “And another one, Jim. This is basically what I did when I ended my porn career to go to college in Denver. I let people know I was leaving, and that they shouldn’t expect to have me available for any kind of work in the future, and then I pretty much disappeared – by moving to a place where no one knew me, and by changing my appearance. Daniel seems to have done the same thing, except that he didn’t bother warning people, he just up and left. But he did say something to me not so long ago about how I had inspired him by doing that abrupt change of direction in my life.” “You’re thinking…?” “I’m thinking that he’s hiding somewhere right out in the open, in plain sight, just well disguised in some way.” “Bit of a challenge for a guy who’s so strongly built and so devastatingly handsome. But you could be right.” “Hold on a sec, Jim. That sounded like you have the hots for Daniel Nakamura. And you think it wouldn’t have been a challenge for me?” “That wasn’t quite what I meant. But look, you could pull off longer hair and colouring it blond, because your fair skin seems to make sense with almost any hair colour. But a guy with his heavy-duty muscles and rich brown skin tone, blond hair would just make him stand out even more like a sore thumb.” “True. Okay, I guess I’ll let you get away with that one.” They both laughed again – but only for a moment or two. Steve was a man who valued his friends, and Daniel mattered to him. Jim didn’t know him nearly as well, but he had always liked what he did know. Now both of them were puzzled, and somewhat worried with it – Steve more worried than Jim, because he knew how challenging any kind of simple social interaction was for Daniel, except when it was a matter of business. Daniel just wasn’t that comfortable around people, likely because of his life experiences. A few nights later, they had Laszlo over for dinner, because Steve wanted to talk to him some more about the disappearance of Daniel. Their conversation didn’t yield anything new in the way of information, except for one interesting detail. There was one person who did know where Daniel was – or at least knew how to get in touch with him. That one person was Marina, who had always been in charge of the “costuming” (such as it was) for Hawaiian Nine videos. She had a new email address for him, but she also had explicit instructions not to share it with anyone else. As Laszlo put it (and Steve agreed with him), Daniel might just as well have told nobody for all the good that was going to do. Marina was a tough nut when it came to keeping secrets. “All that tells us is that he is at least alive.” Laszlo’s voice, as he said that, carried a distinctive tone, and it was Jim who picked up on it and explained it after the younger guy had left them, with thanks. “Steve, do you realize that Laszlo’s in love with Daniel? I could tell by the sound of his voice.” “I hadn’t realized, actually, but now that you mention it – yes, I was kind of aware of that vibe the last time I saw them together, on my final shoot. But I would have thought that it was two-sided. Daniel was giving off that vibe too – but being the man he is, he’d have even less idea what it meant or how to cope with it. What a mess! I really feel for Laszlo, because Marina isn’t the only tough nut. Daniel keeps all of his feelings so thoroughly locked up inside himself. I don’t think he’s even capable of forming a relationship because he keeps his inner fortress so securely guarded – and I think he’s forgotten how to unlock it, or else he can’t remember where he put the key.” “Sound like anyone else you know, Steve?” Jim was giving him a meaningful look. “Of course it does. I found it was a necessity of working in porn. I couldn’t ever let my unguarded feelings loose, and I kept it all on lockdown. It was my good fortune that you walked into my life right at the point when I was hitting maximum frustration, and you were able to tap into that feeling and get me to let it all out so I could begin to be at least sort of human again.” “You sound as if you need some more help now to get your feelings under control.” “Right again – I really do.” Jim realized that Steve was carrying a lot of stress from worrying about so many people on so many different levels – a character trait which was so endearing in him, but which also cost him dearly in wear and tear on his emotions. He led Steve gently down the hall to their bedroom, and there they spent the balance of the evening reaffirming their relationship with a passionate encounter. By the time Jim had kissed Steve all over, eaten his ass into ecstasy, filled him up with two loads of sperm, and drunk down one of those magnificent Rod Rammer sized orgasms, Steve was feeling much calmer, and ready to fall asleep in cuddled safety, nestled against the body of the man he loved. The two of them kept an eye on Laszlo throughout the next year. They could include him in social events, but there wasn’t much else they could do. It was particularly frustrating for Steve, who understood all the difficult cross-currents in the situation better than Jim ever would. All they could really do was to keep watching, unable to help at all, as Laszlo’s tension level rose higher and higher through that year. Laszlo’s stress level reached a peak of intensity when he had to accept a video award meant for him and Daniel, and he had to explain Daniel’s absence in his speech – a speech which ended with him having a complete emotional breakdown on stage. Not too long after that, a promising relationship with a fellow porn model had ended badly, and there he was, high and dry. It didn’t help matters any that he'd made it clear in public why he was so wound up. Jim and Steve did what they could, keeping an eye out for him and inviting him to spend time with them, but that was the only help they could give him. Christmas time was another matter. When the Christmas season rolled around they had planned a seasonal celebration which was unlike any they’d ever had before. After a fair degree of organization and discussion back and forth, they packed up and flew out on Dec. 19 to Toronto, connecting on to Halifax. Alex and Denny met them at the airport and drove them back to Exmouth for their first family Christmas with the four of them together, indeed the first family Christmas celebration either Jim or Steve had ever experienced since their own childhood days. They had another wonderful time of quiet sharing, strengthening the bonds they had formed the previous spring. It was a simple matter to have the house to themselves as the Seaview B&B always closed from the end of October to the Easter weekend or the beginning of April, whichever came first. Although they didn’t plan on a formal gift exchange, Denny did arrange for a professional photographer friend to drop by the house on Christmas Eve and do a series of individual and family group portraits in front of the Christmas tree and the fireplace, which he then had printed up for all of them. On Christmas Day, Alex and Steve put their heads together in the kitchen and prepared a stunning traditional dinner with all the trimmings. There were Christmas toasts galore, x-rated Christmas crackers to pull, and some Christmas chocolates in especially raunchy shapes which Jim had found in a store at home and brought along. On Christmas night, when they were all loaded to the top with turkey and stuffing and all the trimmings, washed down with far too much rum before dinner and wine with dinner, Steve asked a question that had been bothering him ever since he and Jim had first landed at the Seaview. “Okay, there’s one thing I want to know.” “One thing?” “Denny, how did you come to call my brother ‘Alfie’?” Denny and Alex both laughed uproariously, but it was Alex who answered. “Steve, let’s go take a good look at the wall behind the desk in the front hall.” They got up, walked out there, and looked. It wasn’t large – just a normal size framed cover of an old issue of MAD Magazine, featuring the unforgettable features of Alfred E. Neuman. “Denny is a rabid collector of anything connected with MAD Magazine. Any kind of memorabilia, badges, souvenirs, bobblehead dolls, posters, old back issues, you name it, he’s got it. When I first came to the mine, and we met, the guy who introduced us just gave my name as ‘Al’. Denny did the natural thing any rabid MAD fan would do. He began calling me ‘Alfred’ and later on he just shortened it to ‘Alfie’.” Steve turned to Jim, and in his most solemn voice and manner admonished him, “Whatever you do, Jim, don’t start calling me ‘Roddie’.” The ensuing laugh nearly blew the roof off the place. Then, on December 28, they all drove back to Halifax and flew off as a group to a large gay resort in Mexico for a sunny New Year’s celebration. During that week, they enjoyed endless rounds of sun and swimming, snorkeling, far too many margaritas, and far too much food. Alex in particular enjoyed the break from his normal life which revolved around the Seaview’s kitchen. On New Year’s Eve, the resort scheduled a full-on costume masquerade party, starting with a buffet dinner which opened at 5:00 pm, and with two expert tune spinners keeping the music pumping until three in the morning, apart from the twenty-minute break at 11:55 pm to cheer the New Year in. The management included in the price of the party ticket a help-yourself selection of masks in just about every colour and design you could think of: full face down to eyes only, black, white, every colour of the rainbow and plenty of in-between shades, gold trim, silver trim, sparkles, neon straps and ribbons, you name it, they had it. They also offered a huge stash of costume items which could be rented for the night. There was a fair bit of joking beforehand as the family prepared in their suite. “Hey, Steve, why don’t you just go as a porn star? Simple costume prep for you!” “Nah. Too obvious. He needs a more imaginative idea. Denny and Alex could try to go as a pair of sexy, half-dressed miners like the guys in the Village People.” “No way, Alex has to be in a chef’s hat, but with a tiny little bit of an apron.” “Then Denny ought to dress as a hotel housekeeper with a feather duster in his waistband.” And so on. In the event, Jim turned up in a cropped t-shirt and too-small workout shorts in blazing pink. Steve appeared in a brilliant blue wrestling singlet. Denny went with a full-sleeved black top that was cropped off above the nipples, and a matching jockstrap. Alex opted for a beautifully-fitted full tailcoat made of see-through black mesh, over a brilliant gold G-string. Steve pretended to be jealous. “Great! I thought I was going to walk off with the honours this evening, and instead I’ve got my whole family trying to outdo me!” After another good laugh, they slapped on their masks and headed off to the party, with Alex bringing a couple of the keycards – since he was the only one whose costume contained a pocket. Those eye-catching costumes drew a lot of attention even during the dinner hour, and even more so later on the dance floor. In spite of the fact that all four of them were closing in on age fifty, with Alex actually over at fifty-one, they had all kept in top-notch condition and were well worth a good long look, at the very least. They got a lot more. All of them found themselves attracting attention with all kinds of hot guys from young twinks and muscle boys to older bears and hunks. It didn’t take long before Steve, going with the flow, had the nearly full length of his rammer on display in the singlet. He tried to will it to settle down but found that his tool had ideas of its own on this night. Sure enough, it drew even more eyes as it got larger. After the New Year’s toast, with the inevitable singing of “Auld Lang Syne” and consequent hugging and kissing all over the hall, there were two guys who continued hugging and kissing Steve – a pair of fortyish muscle bears, one in front and one behind. They had matching costumes – leather chaps, boots, jockstraps, and cowboy hats. The one in front, of course, was busy working on Steve’s cock, which by now had grown to its full size and was leaking, leaving a visible dark stain on the singlet’s taut-stretched material. But it was the guy behind, who had his arms wrapped around Steve’s body, who was mainly responsible for that growing rod as he ground his own hard cock against Steve’s firm round ass, while playing with the nipples through the skintight fabric. Jim was dancing close by, but not with anyone else. He was too interested in the show that Steve and the two cowboys were putting on. He’d gently batted away a young beach boy who was showing interest in him, not to miss out on any of the real fun. When the bear in front started trying to pull down the shoulder straps of his singlet, Steve stopped him. ”Not here.” “Can we go somewhere?” the bear asked. “Let me bring my husband along too?” Steve gestured to Jim. “Sure, the more the merrier.” Just then, Alex and Denny came by en route to the bar, having detoured when they spotted the hot action taking place. “Wow, Steve, score!” Steve raised his eyebrows in enquiry to the bear in front while tilting his head towards Alex and Denny, got an affirmative nod, and said, “Come on, guys, it’s private party time.” The six of them headed out to the elevators and up to the fifth floor. The two cowboys led them down the hall and unlocked another suite. Once they were all inside, they exchanged names – the two bears were named Eric and Connor – and the party quickly revved up from there. In no time flat, Connor was back behind Steve, groping his ass cheeks and rubbing his cock bulge all over against Steve’s ass. Denny went down on his knees in front of Steve, wanting to enjoy the taste of the precum soaking the front of his singlet. Meanwhile, Eric – having been cut out of the action with Steve by Denny’s quick move, had just as quickly grabbed hold of Alex and began kissing him with great intensity, while grabbing his cock bulge and squeezing it with his free hand. Jim had seized the opportunity to move in behind Alex, lift the tailcoat, and pull the G-string aside so he could begin eating ass. Over the next minute or so, the various costumes got dispatched, and the real work of the night began. Connor was now down on his knees, eating Steve’s ass for all he was worth. Denny had seized the opportunity to have some fun with Steve for the first time and was also on his knees as he struggled to swallow Steve’s epic ramrod. In what seemed mere moments, there were three men tangled up together on each of the two king beds in the room. Connor was the first to move, picking Steve up bodily and carrying him over to drop him onto the bed, on his back. Connor then climbed up between his legs and lifted them up so he could dig down into Steve’s ass again with his eager mouth. Denny followed right behind, getting up by Steve’s head and feeding his cock deep down inside Steve’s mouth. As he was munching down on Steve’s hole and crack, Connor noticed something interesting – a unique and visible mole on the underside of that massive cock. “Fuck, man, that mole on your dick, it looks just like….” Steve spit out Denny’s cock long enough to reply. “Go ahead, say it. Urgghhh!” That last exclamation shot out as Denny pushed his log back down Steve’s throat. And then the reality struck home as Connor finally put two and two together. “Oh, shit, man, I didn’t know… you’re Rod Fucking Rammer!” Again, Steve had to force Denny out. “Not any more, that was years ago.” “Shit, Steve, can you just get on with it and quit talking when I’m trying to face fuck you?” From the other bed, Alex and Jim both roared with laughter. Eric protested. “Come on, you guys, get with the program!” Alex climbed back on top of the prone Eric in the sixty-nine position so they could resume sucking each other, while Jim got behind Alex and carried on with tonguing his ass into a soaking-wet frenzy of fuck fever. Steve was getting tired of being teased. “Can somebody please get their big raw dick inside my ass and fuck my brains out already?” Connor sat back, looking stunned. Rod Rammer didn’t talk that way, and he sure as hell didn’t take dick in his ass. This guy had to be putting him on. But Denny picked up the ball and ran with it. “Here, Connor, change ends and I’ll give him what he wants.” With that, Denny got right around between Steve’s legs, and proceeded to plant the head of his generously thick eight-incher on the button and started pushing it in. Connor stared in mute disbelief as inch after inch of cock slid slowly out of sight into the hole that he thought would never get fucked. “Connor, snap out of it and give me that cock to suck on. I want you inside my ass as soon as Denny cums in there so you can give me my second load of the night.” Connor snapped out of it, and quickly got into position to feed his meat into Steve’s active mouth. By this time, Alex had swung around on top of Eric and slid up to the position where he could get Eric’s cock up against his hole. Unlike Connor, Eric had no hesitation at all. He loved fucking ass, and Alex had a good-looking one. Alex was ready, no question. He reached back, grabbed Eric’s nine inch fuck meat, and proceeded to push down onto it, letting it pry his hole open and force its way inside him. Steve was getting spit-roasted by Connor in his mouth and Denny in his ass, while Alex was riding on Eric as Jim sucked his cock and pulled on his nipples. All six of them were getting wound up, and the race to the finish line was on. That was when Connor switched from face-fucking Steve to trying to suck on his massive cock. It looked close to being a photo finish, until Alex gasped out the words, “Fuck, man! I want it! Give me your cum!” Eric, who always responded well to verbal cues, immediately exploded inside Alex’s ass. The contortions as he thrust his hips upwards set Alex off in turn, and he blasted off while Eric was still shooting inside him. Jim, getting a huge mouthful of tasty cum, grabbed his cock and jerked it a few times before unloading over Eric’s thick hairy thighs. Hearing Jim groaning as he came was all incentive Steve needed, and he pulsed out his usual big load into Connor’s mouth. Connor, caught off guard, almost choked as he struggled to swallow the huge spurts of man cream. Denny groaned as Steve’s ass grabbed at his dick, squeezing it into a death grip, and Steve cried, “Go, Denny! Cum inside me!” A moment later, Denny creamed Steve’s hole, filling it up to overflowing. But Connor still hadn’t gotten off – and Steve still wanted more. Connor was stroking, just waiting for Denny to move out of the way. As soon as Denny slid out and stepped off, Connor took his place, sinking deep inside Steve’s ass. The hole was already sopping wet, and it took no time at all. Between Connor’s delight in sloppy seconds, and his disbelief that he was actually fucking the legendary Rod Rammer after sucking off his load, it took barely half a minute before he, too, blew up and fired another big wad of sperm into Steve’s clutching, demanding fuckhole. The moans and groans in the room gradually died away, the heavy breathing slowed down, and everyone slowly came down from their explosive peaks. It was Steve who first glanced at the clock by the bed and saw the time registered as 3:50 AM. He slid off Connor’s cock and stood up, a little shakily – the combined effects of earth-shaking sex, a vast quantity of alcohol, and the advancing years would not be denied. In a few moments, he and Denny had everyone pulled up, and at least partly covered by some of their costumes, and the four were ready to go back to their room. They thanked Eric and Connor for the great time, everyone kissed and hugged and wished everyone else a “Happy New Year,” and the boys headed out to their suite on the next floor up. Since they were right close to the stairs anyway, they walked up rather than waiting for the elevator. On the landing, they passed the badly-shredded remains of a Batman costume. Jim drily commented, “Someone isn’t getting back their security deposit on check-out.” Behind them, Eric was grumbling about “selfish fuck-and-run bastards. They didn’t even give me a chance to get my rocks off again.” Connor fell on the bed beside him, greased his ass up, and then rolled on his face. “Here you go, man.” “That’s some invitation from a guy who always claims to be a total top.” “I guess I just found out what I’d been missing. Come on, Eric, give me your load. Please?” “Well, since you asked so nicely….” Eric promptly mounted on top of Connor, sank his cock all the way inside the inviting dark cavern, and proceeded to fuck ass for ten minutes before dumping his second load of the night into his friend. When he finally slid out, a regular river of thick white spooge poured slowly down Connor’s taint and balls and onto the bed sheets. The two of them rolled into an embrace and passed out. Upstairs, the four weren’t lasting much longer. Costumes were arranged neatly in four piles, ready to be returned later that day, some quick and largely inefficient cleaning up took place in the bathroom, and inside of ten minutes the four of them were all dead to the world. At least, as Steve remarked in a wry voice the next morning, “we all wound up in the right bed this time.” All in all, as Alex said when they were flying home three days later, it was definitely the most memorable Christmas and New Year’s of his entire life – partly because it was the first time in decades that he’d been able to celebrate Christmas and New Year’s with his family. He went on, a bit sheepishly, “Of course, that New Year’s Eve party and all the hot sex afterwards didn’t do any harm either.” The others all agreed with him, on that last point in particular. They had one final night together in an airport hotel in Halifax. The next morning, all four of them were suffering from a severe case of post-Christmas letdown when it came time for Steve and Jim to fly home again. “I never missed you much before, all those years when we were out of touch, Alex, but now I can’t stand the thought of not seeing you and Denny again for who knows how many months.” “I feel exactly the same about missing you and Jim.” Hugs, kisses, and a few tears all around before Jim and Steve headed into the security area, while Alex and Denny turned away to go out to the parking lot and hit the road back to Exmouth. Not too long after Jim and Steve returned to California, something happened which took their minds completely off their midwinter blues. Steve got a text message from Laszlo, angling for a dinner invitation because he needed to talk. Steve crossed his fingers that maybe, just maybe, their young friend would feel ready to unburden himself to them, and that would give an opening to see what advice if any they might be able to share with him. They had him over on Saturday afternoon. Laszlo arrived at Jim and Steve’s condo at 4:00. They’d invited him to come for a swim before dinner, “that is,” Jim had said in a mock-serious voice, “if you’re not the kind of guy who finds it hard hanging around a pool with a bunch of good-looking gay boys all eyeing each other and touching each other and… and so on, and so on.” Over a long, leisurely dinner followed by another glass or two of wine, they spent a lot of time talking about what they’d all been up to, since they hadn’t seen each other for over a year. Steve simply had to share with Laszlo the whole incredible story of how he and Jim had stopped randomly at a B&B in Nova Scotia and found that his brother was half of the couple who owned it, not to mention that the business was running in the house where the brothers had grown up. Laszlo kept shaking his head in surprise at the sheer coincidence of the whole thing. Jim then picked up the story with their recent Christmas expedition and the New Year’s party. Laszlo told them about his exit from the porn business, his college courses, and all about his upcoming work term in a corporate office. Then, in a voice perhaps too elaborately casual, he mentioned his two vacations in Hawaii. Steve picked up on that right away. “Twice you went to Hawaii? Once I could understand but twice sounds suspicious. Some hot Hawaiian surfer boy hooked you when he bit your ass or let you bite his?” Jim laughed but Laszlo blushed as he replied. “Well, as a matter of fact… yes.” And just at that precise moment, his phone buzzed. “Oh, shit, it’s ten o’clock. Sorry about this.” And he clicked onto FaceTime. “Hi, Laszlo!” “Hello, my love.” Jim and Steve were looking at each other with their eyebrows arched a trifle. “Been having yourself a busy day up there?” “Yeah. I’m out at dinner right now and had coffee earlier with Marina.” “With Marina! I’ll be that was fun. And where exactly are you out to dinner? That painting behind you looks sort of familiar.” Steve leaned over and whispered something in Jim’s ear, and Jim’s eyes suddenly opened out along with his mouth like a trio of outsized Cheerios. “It should look familiar. Here, guys, come over and say hello to my new boyfriend.” As always, Daniel’s face blossomed into a shit-eating grin at that word. Jim and Steve got up and came over, as Laszlo turned his phone around so they could see the screen. Daniel laughed. “Well, will you look who turned up now?” Steve was the first to recover from the surprise. “Listen who’s talking. Daniel, where the hell are you, anyway? Everyone’s been wondering!” “For the moment, still in Hawaii, but I’ll be coming back before too much longer. As the plans fall into place, the happy guy holding the phone will be able to keep you up with the details.” Jim leaned a bit harder. “I want to know why the fuck you ran off on everyone without a hint of a goodbye.” Laszlo cringed slightly. Seeing that, Steve put a hand on Jim’s arm in a “back off” gesture. But Daniel wasn’t fazed. “Put it simply – I was frightened and confused by my feelings. Then the guy who was causing all those confusing and scary feelings came looking for me, he found me – with a bit of help from one of my friends down here – and we’re a couple now. And FaceTiming every night, except Laszlo didn’t tell me he was inviting everyone else to join in on the call this time.” And he gave a fake-irritated cough. Steve and Jim both laughed at that, and Laszlo decided to recover the phone so he could at least look at his man himself for a bit. “Daniel, one thing I can tell you, Marina was absolutely thrilled to hear the news. I’m waiting for a reaction from these two, they’re still in shock.” Steve recovered quickly. “Well, of course, I’m thrilled too! That’s the best news I’ve had all week, and I’m sure you two will make as good a couple as Jim and I do.” Jim coughed. “As good as?” “Well, almost.” They all laughed. Then Jim chimed in again. “It’s wonderful. I’m so happy for both of you. It’s easy to guess that you’ve both been having a rough time for the last year, so getting the chance to heal, and live, and love together is fantastic. Big hugs and kisses to everyone!” Laszlo reclaimed his phone. “There you go, Daniel. Anyone else you’d like me to tell while I’m at it?” “Umm… I don’t think you need to worry. If you’ve told Marina, and Jim and Steve, the news is going to be all over the WeHo gaydar by morning. I won’t specify exactly who will do the leaking.” Laszlo laughed uproariously, and quickly spun the phone around so Daniel could see Jim and Steve pointing accusingly at each other. After another minute of goodbyes, Laszlo clicked off. He then thanked his hosts for an awesome dinner, and left, but not until after getting some big hugs and kisses of congratulations. Steve in particular went to bed very happy that night, having had one huge dead weight of worry and concern lifted off his shoulders by this latest good news flash.

I find it quite a turn on when I have fucked a bottom who pushes out my cum and it dribbles out of his hole 😈

i have 8 0g scrotal (ladder) piercings, a 00g frenulum piercing, a 4g foreskin piercing and a 10g ampallang piercing. i've had up to 40 genital piercings at one time...

''Educating the young is both an obligation and a privilege.'' -Curtis Hausley

When I go to so much trouble to get them in me in the first place, there's no way I'll push out even a drop of cum. Sometimes it comes out by default, but I love it when I know it has been totally absorbed deep inside me.

Thank you again for all your positive comments, it gets me hard thinking about all of you shooting your loads to this fantasy of mine. Here is part 4, which includes a nice twist, but also wraps up this night. I would have to think very hard over how exactly to continue this story, so it might take just a bit longer, and I am always open for pointers, ideas or even some of your real life experiences I could incorporate. But without further ado, here is how the story continues: PART 4 The room is filled with an awkward silence as the implications of Johnny's presence begin to sink in for Ethan and Thomas. Their intimate encounter has been witnessed by someone from Thomas's past; a connection that could potentially complicate their twisted relationship moving forward. Thomas shifts uncomfortably beneath Ethan, his gaze darting between Johnny and his lover. The excitement he felt earlier has now given way to uncertainty and anxiety; he can tell that both men are evaluating him differently than they had just moments ago. Johnny watches them, trying to comfort them with his mere presence. "I won't tell anyone, you are safe with me. Although I would love to join you, Ethan, in owning Thomas. We used to share everything, and he was always meant for more than just one master." His words hang in the air like a heavy mist, casting a shadow over the room and creating a palpable tension between the three of them. Ethan grins maliciously at Johnny's offer but doesn't respond immediately. He glances down at Thomas, who is now visibly trembling with fear and anticipation. The young man's body language seems to beg for release from this intense emotional storm that threatens to consume him at any moment. Sensing an opportunity, Ethan decides to take control of the situation. "Johnny," he says coldly, "I don't share. But if you're truly interested in owning a part of Thomas, perhaps we can arrange something more permanent between us." The implication being clear: Johnny lay under Ethan in the hierarchy they were building with Thomas at its core—or face consequences should he attempt to interfere or undermine their relationship. The room grows increasingly tense but also excited as Johnny processes this ultimatum, knowing full well what it could lead to if accepted. He hesitates for a moment longer before meeting Ethan's cold gaze with an unyielding stare of his own; signifying his acceptance of their terms and committing himself further to witnessing Thomas's transformation into Ethan's fully-owned possession. With this, the tension in the room seems to dissipate slightly as they all realize that something profound has just taken place between them: An alliance based on lust, power, and the shared desire for ownership over one man—a young boy named Thomas whose life is about to change irrevocably. The air in the room thickens as Thomas squirms uncomfortably beneath his Master's gaze. He knows what is coming next, and it terrifies him more than anything he's ever experienced before. As Ethan moves to grab a bag hidden in a corner, Johnny looks on intently—his heart racing with excitement at the prospect of witnessing this pivotal moment in Thomas's transformation firsthand. "Now then," Ethan begins with a sinister grin, "I think it's time you got used to something bigger than my cock inside that tight little hole of yours." With that, he reaches over and grabs an enormous black dildo from his bag. Its head is wide enough to span two grown men's palms comfortably—and it only gets bigger from there. As Ethan pushes Thomas down onto his knees in front of him, Johnny can't help but admire the sight of this beautiful boy submitting so willingly to his Master's every desire. Thomas shudders with fear as he sees just how massive this toy truly is; even bigger than any other object that has ever touched his hole before. His hands are still cuffed behind his back, and he feels utterly vulnerable in the face of this unyielding domination. "Please Master," Thomas begs pathetically as Ethan begins coating the monstrous dildo with lube, "I don't know if I can take any more..." His words trail off into a whimper as he feels himself being pushed back onto his elbows; positioning him perfectly for penetration. Johnny, not wanting to stay a spectator but to prove himself, grabs hold of a large black rubber ball gag and forces it roughly into Thomas's mouth, securing it tightly behind his head to prevent him from crying out during their depraved activities. He then turns his attention back to Ethan with an almost hungry look in his eyes. "Do it," he says simply—his voice tinged with both desire and fear as he watches his old friend and fuckbuddy being transformed before his very eyes into something entirely new: a submissive slut bound for Ethan's pleasure alone. And so, it begins. With slow, steady strokes, Ethan eases the colossal dildo into Thomas's waiting anus; pushing past every inch of resistance as though parting oceans with sheer force alone. The boy's cries are muffled by the gag but nonetheless audible through clenched teeth: A pained whimper here; a desperate moan there—all mingling together in an awful chorus that echoes throughout the room. As Thomas writhes in agony beneath them both, Ethan understands it is time for more chems and POZ blood—a subtle dose that will continue the erosion of Johnny's defenses while also accelerating Thomas's transformation into a mindless cock-hungry beast entirely devoted to pleasing its Master. He tells Johnny to hold the dildo still in place, ensuring maximum penetration and discomfort for their little submissive slut beneath them. Once Johnny is in place, he grabs his trusty chems bag and prepares an intricate mix that includes just enough of everything - muscle relaxants to keep him limp and compliant; endorphin boosters to enhance sensations during sex while dampening feelings of pleasure or control outside it, and Tina, the ultimate mindfuck drug seemingly designed specifically for scenes like these: A potent concoction that blurs lines between reality and fantasy, desire and duty, love and lust until there's barely anything left to differentiate them. The mixture is meticulously crafted - calculated according to years of experimentation on countless unwitting subjects before finding just the right combination. This is Ethan's greatest weapon: To give someone everything they crave without ever truly allowing them true happiness or satisfaction outside their role as his submissive pet—forever trapped in an endless cycle of depravity designed specifically for him alone... As Ethan administers the chems to Thomas through a small syringe, he can see Johnny growing increasingly uncomfortable. The younger man has always had issues with needles. Ethan smirks, knowing this is the perfect time to take advantage of that weakness. He grabs another pill from his bag, handing it discreetly to Johnny under the false pretense that it's just Viagra—something they both know he desperately needs to reassert control over their shared submissive slut beneath them. Johnny takes the pill hesitantly, not realizing what has happened: He has swallowed a dose of Ethan's sinister blend of chems designed not only for submission but also mind manipulation—a powerful concoction meant to strip away any remaining sense of individuality or self-control that still clung to him like so much grime beneath their fingernails. As Johnny feels the chems start working their way through his system, he begins to notice strange changes taking place within himself: His thoughts becoming cloudy; his body growing warm and tingly in all sorts of wonderful new ways as the endorphins kick in, amplifying every sensation tenfold. At first, he tries resisting these feelings, but they are simply too intense—too pleasurable—for him to fight any longer without suffering greatly. His eyes meet with Ethan's as though through a haze, understanding dawning slowly on him: He is being brainwashed—manipulated into becoming something entirely different than who he once was... But even as this realization dawns upon him, it's already far too late. The chems have taken hold completely now, and Johnny finds himself unable to think clearly anymore. All that matters now is pleasing their Master in whatever way possible—submitting completely and totally to his every whim and desire. He feels his body starting to react instinctually towards Thomas: An uncontrollable urge welling up inside him like never before—one which he can't help but give into without reservation. With a hungry, almost animalistic groan, Johnny pulls out the dildo still lodged deep within Thomas's anus and begins to stroke himself feverishly over its shiny black surface while watching with morbid fascination as Ethan takes over again and continues thrusting in and out of their now thoroughly ravaged submissive slut, this time using his bare fist. As he does so, Johnny can't help but imagine what it would feel like to experience that kind of loss of power; to completely surrender to someone's will in such an unimaginably depraved manner. As Ethan picks up speed inside Thomas—slamming his fist deeper and harder than before with each brutal stroke—Johnny feels himself growing increasingly desperate for cock, or even just the sensation of being filled. It's at this moment that he realizes with chilling clarity just how far gone he truly is: His old self has been completely erased; replaced by nothing more than a mindless sex slave devoted entirely to satisfying the needs and desires of their new Master Ethan alone. And yet, despite everything, there's something inside him still—a tiny spark that refuses to go out even under all this darkness: A last shred of individuality clinging desperately onto life as though afraid even death itself would be preferable to what they had become. It's a pitiful thing really; an echo from another life entirely, whispering softly in the back of his mind: "Fight..." But even this faint cry for help is drowned out by the all-consuming waves of pleasure washing over him as he watches Ethan pump their slut full with fist while he continues milking himself. He sees the dildo that was once inside Thomas glistening wet with lube at the tip; ready and waiting for him to take it into his eager mouth in preparation for being fucked senseless by its new owner...And with a final shudder, he gives himself over completely to these newfound urges—allowing them to guide him towards his next destination without hesitation or question. Ethan smiles as he feels Thomas begin to squirm beneath him; the first signs of approaching orgasm washing over his submissive slut. He knows what happens next is inevitable: Soon enough, they would both be filled beyond measure by the power and passion that courses through this room like an unstoppable force—a wildfire burning away everything that once was in its path leaving nothing but ashes in its wake. But for now? Now is their time to bask in these forbidden fruits of desire together; drinking deeply from wells that only depravity could ever create. Thomas squirms beneath Ethan's powerful fist as it relentlessly pumps in and out of his well-used hole. His entire body is covered in sweat; his face contorted into a mask of ecstasy and pain unlike anything he has ever experienced before. As his orgasm begins to build within him, he knows there's no escape: This time, it won't be just his own pleasure that he surrenders to—but also Ethan's twisted desire for total domination and humiliation. As Thomas nears the brink, Ethan can feel his body tense beneath him in anticipation. He knows this moment will be unlike any other they have shared; an intimate connection between Master and slave that goes far beyond simple fucking or sucking. With a grin that could only belong to a man truly consumed by depravity, Ethan whispers dark words of degradation into Thomas's ear: "Soon, my pet... You're going to cum for me like never before. Your hole will clamp down on this fist so tightly it hurts, and I want you to enjoy every second of that pain. It's all for me, after all." He chuckles darkly as he feels Thomas shudder beneath him—his submissive slut growing ever closer towards losing control completely in their shared experience. Meanwhile, Johnny continues sucking on the dildo with a desperation that borders on insatiable: His body quaking from the intensity of his need; his eyes glazed over with lust as he watches Ethan pump Thomas full of his fist and commands him to cum for their enjoyment alone. He feels himself growing harder by the second—his erection throbbing in time with every thrust of Ethan's powerful hand. As if sensing his new submissive lover's escalating arousal, Ethan grabs a hold of Johnny and pushes him roughly onto all fours before him: Their faces mere inches apart as they breathe each other in—a perverse dance filled with desire and submission that would leave most people trembling in its wake. Without hesitation or warning, Ethan slaps Johnny across the face hard enough to sting; leaving a bright red handprint on his cheek. "You want this, don't you?" he asks, his voice low and menacing yet somehow filled with an eerie tenderness that sends shivers down Johnny's spine. "Tell me you want my cock inside your mouth; tell me you belong to me body and soul, and I might just let you suck me off like the dirty little slut you truly are." Johnny whimpers pathetically beneath Ethan's gaze—his submission utterly complete as he nods eagerly in agreement despite himself. He can feel his Master's hardness pressing against his lips; an intoxicating scent of dominance and desire wafting upwards to tease his senses mercilessly. And so, with a desperate moan of longing, Johnny opens wide—giving in to every dark urge that courses through him as he takes Ethan's throbbing shaft deep into his mouth without hesitation or reserve. Thomas, Johnny and Ethan become lost in their shared depravity: Each experiencing a level of pleasure far beyond anything they ever thought possible as they submit completely to one another's every whim and desire—transforming into something new; something darker than anyone could have ever imagined possible. Ethan feels himself getting closer to the edge, knowing that soon it will be time for him to take what is rightfully his from both these filthy submissives who lay before him. His cock throbs in Johnny's eager mouth as he watches Thomas's face contort with agony and ecstasy in perfect synchronicity: A sight so beautifully twisted it makes his heart sing with joy unbound. Thomas and Johnny lay intertwined on the floor, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat and lube that glistens under the dim light of the room. Thomas on his back, Johnny on all fours just next to him, and Ethan towering over both of them. Thomas’s hole still clutches tightly around Ethan's fist, his eyes rolling back into his head as he struggles to catch his breath between gasps and moans of pure pleasure and pain. His once-pristine face is now smeared with sweat and tears, a testament to the depths of degradation he has willingly allowed himself to sink into for Ethan's amusement alone. Johnny, his mouth still wrapped greedily around Ethan's throbbing cock, tries his best to pleasure the dominant man. He can feel Ethan's hand tightening around his hair, guiding his movements as he sucks and licks at the invading shaft like a loyal pet. His own erection is pressed tightly against Thomas's body, leaking pre-cum that mixes with their shared sweat and lubricant to form an intimate mess on the floor beneath them. Ethan, towering above this perverse tableau of degradation and desire, can feel his own climax building inside him as he gazes down at his two filthy submissives: Their eyes filled with nothing but unconditional love and devotion for their Master. With a low growl of approval, Ethan releases Thomas's hole from around his fist; the sudden emptiness causing the slave to cry out in despair. Without missing a beat, however, Ethan grabs Johnny by the hair once more and forces him to watch as he lines up the head of his throbbing cock at the entrance to Thomas's hungry hole. With one swift motion, Ethan pushes himself inside Thomas with enough force that it leaves Thomas gasping in surprise: Their combined moans echoing around the room like an otherworldly chorus dedicated entirely to their twisted desires. Johnny watches in awe as Ethan's cock disappears completely into Thomas, leaving not even the base poking out from behind his swollen and glistening hole. "Fuck!" Ethan cries out in blissful agony as he begins thrusting inside Thomas with brutal force. His hips pump back and forth, driving his cock deeper into their shared slut's bowels with each stroke: The sounds of skin on skin slapping together filling the room like a primal chant that can only belong in such dark places where pleasure knows no bounds and submission is its highest form of worship. As Ethan fucks Thomas with unbridled rage, Johnny feels like he missed an opportunity—a moment when they could have taken control and ensured that both of them would be the ones receiving pleasure from this encounter instead of giving it all away so easily. But as soon as that thought crosses his mind, he feels Ethan's hand wrapping tightly around his own erection: Guiding him towards Thomas's hungry mouth where he can begin stroking himself off for their mutual amusement. Without hesitation, Johnny obliges: His eyes never leaving the sight before him as he watches Ethan's cock disappearing in and out of Thomas while he milks his own shaft towards orgasm under Ethan's skillful guidance. He can feel Ethan's fingers digging into his hips, pulling him closer so that their bodies are intertwined—their combined movements sending waves upon waves of pleasure washing over them in an unending tide that leaves neither man able to tell where one begins and another ends anymore... With one final thrust deep inside Thomas, Ethan lets out a primal roar of ecstasy as he feels his own climax washing over him in powerful waves. His hips piston forward violently; driving himself deeper into his submissive's body with each savage stroke while his cock throbs and pulses, sending hot streams of thick cum shooting deep inside Thomas's ass. As Ethan reaches the peak of his orgasm, Johnny feels Ethan's hands clamp down on his head, forcing him to open wide as he aims the tip of his own erect cock towards Thomas's hungry mouth. With one final thrust forward, Johnny joins in on this perverse act of degeneracy: His cum blasting forth into Thomas's mouth like a fiery eruption from deep within him. Thomas, now overflowing with both Ethan and Johnny's combined seed, can feel his own orgasm building within him to impossible heights—his entire body quivering under the onslaught of pleasure as it races towards release. With a loud groan of submission, Thomas finally gives in: His whole body convulsing as waves upon waves of intense ecstasy wash over him like a tidal wave made purely from raw sensation and depravity untold. His cock hasn't been touched all night, but that doesn't seem to matter anymore: The feeling of utter degradation coursing through his veins more than makes up for it. So the soft slave cock shoots its load all over his own chest as he cums harder than ever before in his life, making this night one that will be forever burned into the depths of his depraved soul. Once their orgasms have subsided to a dull roar, Ethan releases Johnny from his bonds: Allowing him to fall onto the floor next to Thomas where they lie spent and exhausted yet somehow still filled with an indescribable sense of euphoria at what they had just accomplished together. As if reading his mind, however, Ethan grabs a fistful of hair once more and yanks Johnny roughly back into a standing position: Forcing him to look up at the man who now held absolute control over both their lives in every way possible. "Now," Ethan says with an evil grin spreading across his face, "it's time for you to clean us off. Start with Thomas's mouth and work your way down—making sure that not a drop of my seed, and even this faggot's dribble, goes to waste.” Johnny whimpers pathetically as he struggles against Ethan's hold, but it is clear even from his protestations that there is no way for him to escape the humiliation that awaits him. Slowly and with trembling hands, Johnny lowers himself down onto his knees, giving in to his newfound role as a filthy slut whose only purpose was to please his Master, even at the cost of his own dignity. So he works diligently, cleaning Thomas's chin and cheeks first before turning his attention towards licking up every last drop of cum from the slave's mouth: The salty-bitter taste mixing with that of Thomas's sweat to form a perverse cocktail of lust. He works his way down, cleaning the slut's body like a good little whore as Ethan watches with unbridled amusement and satisfaction, enjoying every moment of this boy’s slow descent into total and complete depravity. Once he's reached Thomas's hole, Johnny hesitates for just a second—reluctant but unable to deny his Master's command even as it fills him with revulsion and self-loathing. Slowly and carefully, he begins circling his tongue around the stretched rim of the slave's ass: Tasting Ethan's cum mixed with his own and feeling an unfamiliar wave of shame wash over him. He starts to suck lightly, trying to coax the last bit of residual cum from inside Thomas's body while Ethan watches on, a smile of pure bliss spreading across his face as he savors every moment of this final act of degradation and submission. Finally, after what feels like hours but is in reality just minutes at best, there is no more cum left inside Thomas: The hole now completely clean and free from any traces of their shared debauchery. With a satisfied smirk, Ethan pulls Johnny up off his knees, his cock still rock hard with desire even after the intensity of what they had all just experienced. "You've done well," he says softly, running his fingers through Johnny's hair before pulling him into an unexpected kiss that leaves them both gasping for breath in the silence of the night. With one final look of pure adoration in Ethan's direction, Johnny leans forward and starts to lick his Master's cock clean: The taste of Thomas's ass still lingering on the shaft but unable to overshadow the undeniable sense of power and control that pulses through him as he worships at Ethan's feet. As he works his tongue around the sensitive flesh, Johnny can feel a newfound sense of belonging and purpose taking root within him: Knowing that from now on he would always be nothing more than an object for Ethan's pleasure—a tool used to fulfill the darkest desires lurking deep in his soul. They collapse together onto their side, tangled up in each other's limbs: The room still spinning with the intensity of their shared passion even as exhaustion slowly starts to take its hold. Ethan and Thomas rest, their bodies entangled almost lovingly. Meanwhile, Johnny lays awake staring up at the ceiling: The events of tonight etched permanently onto his mind as he comes to terms with this new life he has chosen for himself. Despite everything he's been through, there's one thought that remains constant throughout: No matter how filthy and depraved these acts might seem, there was something undeniably tender about what he felt for Thomas—and as long as their Master granted them permission to exist in each other's twisted world, he would follow him willingly into whatever darkness lay ahead. He joins Ethan and Thomas, the slave’s head resting against his new master’s chest, hearing a faint heartbeat that helps relax him. Ethan watches his once-formidable rival crumble before him, and he can't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction coursing through him: Seeing the man who had once challenged his very existence reduced to nothing more than a willing slave was perhaps even sweeter than achieving dominance over Thomas just mere hours ago. Ethan realizes that his desire to see them both fully submitted under his authority is only just beginning to take shape: There will be so many more acts of humiliation and degradation awaiting them in the days, weeks, and months ahead. So the night ends with three men connected by bonds stronger than blood and fate itself: Two slaves bound together under the same master's gaze while their owner watched on approvingly from his throne atop this kingdom built upon debauchery untold.

Part VIV After maybe an hour I was starting to feel like I needed a rest. I had been getting fucked nonstop from anyone who could get themselves through the small crowd that had formed around me. Word had obviously spread rapidly and I hadn’t spent a minute without a cock in my ass and mouth since that first guy. I usually didn’t see who the men were, and I certainly wasn’t asking any questions. All cock - big, small, thick, thin - and all men - big, small, hot, not - were accepted. At one point someone had stripped me down to just my jock, tossing my tank, jeans, and boots into a corner. It felt freeing to be nearly naked in the middle of a bar getting used by god knows who. I suddenly felt a wave of gratitude for my daddy for showing me who I really am. I wondered briefly what my friends and family would think, seeing me this way… what my ex would think… but put it out of my mind. Suddenly I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me up off the cocks I was servicing. Daddy. “Alright boys. Time for a break. He’ll be back.” He walked me towards the bar in the other room. I noticed a few phones being hastily stuffed into pockets. I wondered if I was about to become famous in some corners of the web… Back in the dim lighting of the bar, I’m sure I looked a bit of a mess. I was sweaty, cum running down my legs, but I was happy. The bartender winked as he handed me a water. “Quite a show” he said. Daddy hadn’t said anything to me yet, just swirled a finger around my gaping and leaking hole which he promptly put in my mouth. I sucked it lovingly as I gazed into his dark eyes. He smacked my ass and sauntered away. I was again on my own. It did not take long for my “break” to be over. I felt a presence behind me, and heard the sound of a zipper being lowered. I felt a large cock stiffening against my ass and made a point to look at the bartender and not the man behind me as he eased himself into me. I guess he thought he needed to be gentle because he was so big but… my ass had never been more accommodating. I groaned with pleasure and arched my back to let more of him in. Bracing against the bar. He grabbed my head, turning it towards him and kissed me deeply keeping one hand on my hip as he drilled away at my sloppy cunt. “Fuuuuck boy! Good fuckin pussy! I like your tatt. That guy who left you here your owner?” “Yessir” “I know some of the guys who used you… your daddy you know you’re out here taking poz dick?” “Yessir. He’s poz too” “And you?” “Dunno” “Damn, that’s fuckin hot… well you’re a lucky boy cuz I got a big toxic load for you right… NOW!” He slumped down a bit after cumming, kissing the nape of my neck in an almost tender way. He pulled out and zipped up “see ya around, kid, hope next time I do, you’re one of us.” At this point the bartender had come out from behind the bar. Grabbing my hand he pulled me over to a bench against the wall and sat me down. Climbing up to stand on the bench above me, he opened his fly and slid his hard cock into my mouth. Before I knew what was happening, I felt someone pull the snaps on my jock, releasing my now very big and hard cock from its confines. Sticking straight up and away from me I felt a hand grab me, spit to lube me a little, and in an instant a tight, warm, smooth hole was sliding down to the base of my dick. I knew daddy had forbidden it, but it felt so godamn good…. And with the bartender in my mouth I couldn’t get up easily. A few more strokes on my dick and I was getting very very close to cumming…. I was so desperate for it my hips involuntarily thrust upwards to get deeper into my unseen bottom. So close… so very close….. and then: “Off, boy!” The movement stopped. My balls ached for release but was denied. “Sorry, he doesn’t top.” The bartender never relented on fucking my face and soon came down my throat. He climbed down and I looked up at my daddy. Guilty at having defied him. Ashamed at my inability to control myself. I guess he scared the bottom off because he was nowhere to be found Daddy looked at me “Come on, the owner of this place wants to see you.” He took the rest of my jock off and I walked naked through the bar to a door in the back. Inside was a huge man in a small office. Two chairs and a desk. The man leaned back in his chair and spread his legs. A huge bulge pulsed slightly as I approached, falling to my knees I nuzzled my face into his crotch. I ran my hands up his big thighs and looked up over his big belly into his eyes. He wasn’t an unattractive man, bald, handsome face, but there was a look behind his eyes that hinted at something darker beneath the surface. “Get me naked, boy” he stood up. Taller than I am, he also probably had 80 pounds on me. I stripped him down. Pulling down his pants and underwear I was shocked at what I saw. A hugely thick and long cock, much bigger than my daddy’s. I stared slack jawed in wonder. “11. Can you handle it?” “Make me” He smirked and spun me around bending me over the desk. Kicking my legs apart, I reached back and spread my cheeks, showing off my gaping and wet hole. I felt his mammoth cock head at my entrance. A few gobs of spit from the man and he started sliding in. Even with all the dick I had taken that night and the regular use by daddy, it was a struggle. He was easily the thickest cock I had taken and certainly the longest. I winced, bit my bottom lip, and pushed my hole out to try and accommodate him. I looked up and saw daddy with his phone out, videoing the encounter with closeups of my face mid struggle. I resolved then to not just take it but to put on a show. So I arched my back and raised up to my tip toes giving the man a better angle. He had a few inches left so he grabbed my waist in both hands and slammed his way home. Pubes against my ass huge balls resting against my own. I screamed. His hand clamped over my mouth to muffle the sound. He withdrew a tiny amount, and back in. He was so deep I wasn’t sure if it felt amazing or painful. His small and insistent thrusts however got progressively longer and harder. My ass was gradually stretching and before long all my uncertainty was gone. This was heaven. Daddy fed me some poppers and in no time I was crying out with pleasure as he long dicked me with the biggest tool I had ever had. I begged him to fuck me harder. Deeper. He grabbed my shoulders and put one foot up on the desk. Just that extra few centimeters had me squealing like a pig. Suddenly he pulled out of me and stood back to admire his work. I fell immediately to the floor and took his incredible cock into my mouth. Going as deep down on him my jaw would allow. I was desperate to show this man how much I worshipped him and his cock. I held his balls as I worked his dick. Licking up and down the shaft to get all of our juices, tasting the cum from the many men who’d been inside me before him. He watched me hungrily. Satisfied he pulled me up, kissed me, and lay me down on my back. I pulled my legs back showing off my leaking cunt and he slammed back into me so deeply and so quickly it took my breath away. My eyes rolled back in my head. My cock throbbed. Daddy came up to me and slid his hard cock into my mouth as he filmed me from above. I thought he must have been fucking guys that night. I was sure when I tasted them in his dick, which got my dick even harder somehow. I felt it and it must have been a full 9”. The man grabbed onto it as he fucked me. I tried to say no, knowing that if he touched me I was sure to cum. But daddy’s cock muffled my protests. I whimpered and writhed as the man fucked me and when he started in on my nipple it was too much. One quick tug on my dick and I was screaming through daddy’s cock and exploding everywhere in an orgasm that rocketed through my entire body. Daddy came down my throat next followed by the man who let out a deep guttural noise as he emptied his balls into me. The dicks fell out of my body. And I lay there panting. The men high fived and fell into conversation as they dressed. “DAMN your boy can take some dick. Been a long while since someone that fine came in here and was able to take me.” “Been training him. But even if I hadn’t… bitch was made for it” “No doubt. Listen. You ever want to put him to work… I could use a new gogo boy. He’d make some good money and ahhhh… some good friends. Hehe” “Yeah for sure. Start next weekend?” “Tell him to come here Saturday night. Wear that leather jock and the neon tank. That was cute” “You got it!” And then to me “come on boy. Say goodbye to your new employer, Larry” I stood on shaky legs. “Goodbye Larr- I mean, sir!” “See you next week baby cakes. Try and get that hole tight before you bring it back here. Need to make sure I can get off in it again” And with that we left. I managed to find my clothes. Daddy fended off more men as I was paraded through the bar looking definitely worse for wear. In the cab home daddy held me close to him. I was almost falling asleep when he said “you did good tonight boy. I’m very proud. Larry doesn’t invite just anyone to work there. He’s been fucking that other gogo boy for a while now but told me he needed some new meat. Stretched him out too much I guess. So just make sure you keep that hole tight for us and you’ll be good. Oh and we gotta do something about your dick now, since you obviously can’t be trusted.”

In fact, if I’m really going to post an unedited pic of me with a cock in my mouth, I should post several, in this set, so I can’t deny that I suck cock. PM me for the full size pics and feel free to spread them.

Depends where ur at. Believe it or not this is a common way to get picked up in Ottawa. They hit on you, they show Interest. But as soon as you Bring up gay... They assure you they are straight... And they move away. Then they linger for like 5 minutes confused why you don't follow them

In my case this wasn't true at all. However, if I am being honest about it, the height of the pandemic period during 2020 and early 2021 was one of my most sexually active periods, as hard as that may be to believe for many. I made the decision early on that I wasn't going to change my sexual activities. Provided of course I could find sexual partners - and I didn't have any trouble with that. I think working from home made it easier for many to hookup spontaneously. My work days were punctuated by brief breaks to take (and sometimes give) loads from guys. I will admit I found it amusing when I had 'Taking Loads Now' and my load count for that day up on my Grindr/Scruff/BBRT profile, etc, how many guy who loudly stated "No Hookups at this time" on their profile messaged me for no string sex.! All the usual sex venues were closed (officially at least, I know some of a couple of saunas in the UK that held private events during lockdowns) but pre-2020 I used to host private groups, so just did that. I have two houses, one in London and one outside the city and they are both reasonably spacious, so that was useful for holding group fucks.

if I was your younger bro I'd let you poz me no problem.

when I was in grade 7 there was a younger boy who was very gay and I heard he sucked guys cocks so I got alone with him and he eagerly sucked my cock.after he became my regular cocksucker he asked me to piss in his mouth and spit in his face and became my regular urinal in addition to sucking my cock anytime and anywhere I wanted

Five of us raised our hands: two of us neg guys and three biohazard guys, including Blake. Teddy said, "I'll get them prepared, you guys go in for the meeting." Turning to Blake I asked "You've done this before?" "No, but I want to you to get as much cum of mine as I can." I gave him a kiss and said, "Please do your best to poz me." Having over heard our conversation while passing by, Mike commented with a smile "Save some poz cum for me too!” A couple of nearby guys added "Don’t worry, we’ll help!” The Conversion Club was apparently the perfect place to ask for what you want from guys who could give it to one. The Conversion Club assembled and Brad and Justin addressed the 20 guys in attendance. Brad opened saying "I've greeted you already, but again, thank you for being here. As you can see our club is growing, and we have you guys to thank for that. What we're doing is pretty amazing, and I'm thrilled you're on the journey with us. Congratulations to Mark and Nate. Their conversion is complete. Nate didn't get the fuck flu ... " (The crowd boo'd and then laughed "...and we just about lost Mark, but the Conversion Club took care of him here, and with some IV fluids and some meds. Now he's here ready to breed and seed. They returned a couple weeks ago from their visit with Zak in Chicago, who did his typical great work on their tattoos. Because Mark rolls a little different, in addition to the standard biohazard tattoo above the cock, he has one that says "HIV+" on his chest. Hopefully we'll get the next group out to see Zak in the next couple of weeks. We have these tattoos because we appreciate being poz and have pride in our shared disease. We are all stronger together because of them." There was a door knock, and Brad left the room to take care of that. Justin stepped up and continued saying "We have two of the three inductees here. Hopefully the third will be here soon. We also have a special guest here. Kevin, can you come out?" A massive 6'6" guy, came out to join the group. Tall and lean, he must be a long-term survivor, as he has the sexy sunken cheeks, veiny arms and legs and wasted ass. So sexy. He had is biohazard tattoo over his cock, like most everyone else except me and Mike, but also had one on his arm. But the most erotic feature of Kevin was his KS lesions, scattered over his body. "If you've not met Kevin, he pozzed Brad and me. This kinky stud throws a great fuck and you're going to love him if he's not fucked you before." Kevin's presence kicked up the erotic energy in the room, bringing several of the guys fully erect ... me as well. The thought of having him in me was too hot and got my cock stirring even more than it had been. Brad returned to the room with the third inductee a twenty-something brown-haired cutie, with sexy scruff and a hairy, athletic body. Other than his good looks, his defining feature was the lack of a penis ... a sexy FTM transguy. Brad said, "And everyone is here. This is Andrew, everyone. Like a lot of you, he's been craving poz cum for quite a while, and needs the help of our group to get it done. He'll get his first poz load ever here with us, and he's lucky to have one more fuckhole than the rest of us. Over here is Mike who is also taking his first poz load. If you're nice, he'll let you suck on his budding nipples while you fuck him with your hot load. If you want your nips like that, let me know. And our third inductee is Rik. Justin and Mateo were lucky enough to breed him a couple weeks ago, and I understand Blake has given him a load. He's on the FasTrack program, so if you want to share your DNA, let Teddy know and he'll draw it up. Hopefully we'll have several syringes to inject him within an hour or so. For the new folks, I hope you take the opportunity to try out as many cocks and holes as you can. You’ll see, everyone here is open to getting a cock inside them, even for a quickie. Our inductees will be bred on the pool deck, and Teddy has set up chaise lounges for everyone's comfort. He also has the TriMix available for those who want it. Given a choice, please elect to breed a neg hole over a poz hole. Also, it's hot out so drink lots of water. We recommend one bottled water for every two loads. If you’re not pee shy, guys that usually hang around the deep end of the pool will drink your piss and not spill a drop. Again, thanks again for being here. Have fun, guys!" Everyone got the message that this was the time for sexual activity. We didn't even get out to the pool before everyone was feeling everyone else up. Nobody was left out. If I was being kissed, someone was feeling my cock, balls or asshole. Many a man was fully boned, his cock either hard against his abs or slightly pointing out. This was going to be a fuck fest for the ages, and a life-changing one for me. Seeing Mike and me, Teddy approached suggesting "Let's get the TriMix injections done first so we can get started. " Mike and I didn't need the TriMix, but we didn't need AIDS either. We wanted it. Teddy injected Mike's cock first and then mine. Fuck it stung, but I felt the blood flowing into my cock already. My uncut cock was almost fully hard and my foreskin was hanging on trying not to roll down. Teddy gave us a gauze square in case of bleeding, he said "Hold that for a sec while you take your lounge." Andrew, Mike and I laid down on our chaise lounges and were given a small lube container by Brad. Simultaneously, each of us had someone to rub some lube our holes, to work some fingers inside us. The poz guys wanting TriMix got their injections next, including Kevin. The difference was Teddy let the blood ooze a little bit from their cocks. That's a sexy way of getting the ball rolling. Being the hosts of the event, Brad and Justin always got to breed first. Brad chose me and Justin chose Andrew. Kevin (and his bloody cock) chose Mike for his first fuck. It was the first time that Brad had been inside my ass, and he was a superb fuck. Such a great cock and a sexy body. Getting fucked my him and seeing the other two guys getting bred at the same time was beyond erotic. Add to that, the other guys were sucking each other or having their asses played with. It wasn't long before Justin's orgasm moans triggered Brad and Kevin's as well. All the tops were letting the us know their charged loads were being delivered, and us bottoms were begging for their loads.