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Chapter 3 So here I was, getting my lungs full of the white smoke, encouraged by Jamal, who was holding the pipe for me. I later found out that he enjoyed this moment so much, getting me full of t for my first time and spinning me out… “Just like that baby, perfect!” Now hold it in for a moment before you let it out…” He moved the lighter away from me and looked at me with those sparkling eyes and a wide grin, while I exhaled. “How was that?” “Ehm, okay I guess?” “Good, just take another one. It takes a bit to get going…” With that he made me take three more hits back to back. And that’s when it hit me! “Whoa…” I looked at him. “Feel it, sexy?” He growled, while putting the lighter away, grabbing my hair and looking deep into my eyes. “Yeah…” I just said. I felt a tingling rising in me, an energy that I couldn’t describe. “Very good sweety. This will get you even more relaxed for my cock.” With that, he slapped his big and steelhard cock against the side of my face and awakened me from my shortlived stupor. “Get to work, come on!” And I did. I got his head into my mouth and then as much of his cock as I could. I wanted it all, even more than before, and I was now sure that I would be able to take it, eventually. “That’s what I love my sluts like!” he sighed, barely audible. I went to work on his delicious cock, I just wanted it more and more down my throat and I made slow progress with each up and down. I Heard the lighter again and after a while, Jamal pulled me up from his cock, told me to exhale. I didn’t know what was happening, but did as I was told, when he put his mouth on top of mine and exhaled his thick cloud into me. He then put his hand over my mouth. “Hold it in for ten seconds and then go down to my cock, get as much of it in you as you can while still being able to breathe and exhale.” I did as I was told, too intrigued to think about it. I took his cock back where it belonged and then figured out where it would still leave me some room to breathe while exhaling. I enveloped his cock into a cloud and looked up at him “Fuck baby, that´s the best sight a cocksucker can make for me down there, just like that. You look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my shaft and exhaling this cloud around it!” he praised. I felt a tingling. I didn’t know if it was from his praise, the smoke or the combination, but I smiled, as far as his cock allowed me to do and wriggled my tongue alongside its underside as a thank you. “Haha good boy! Now take it all down, come on…” I really tried, but I still couldn’t. I heard moans from behind me and needed a moment to realize that it was the porn, where the boy was likely already getting fucked. I still needed to get there, but first things first… I tried to impale my head again on his shaft and get it further into my throat. I wanted him moaning, I wanted his approval. And I also just really wanted his delicious dick! I was lost for a moment in the amazement of what was happening to me and sucking this hot guy off. That’s when I heard a shuffling behind me. I was shocked for a second, before I tried to withdraw my mouth from Jamals cock and turn around, but Jamal was faster and kept my head in his grip, his cock still firmly inside my mouth. “Don’t you worry Jakey, it’s just my friend Taron. It´s nothing to be ashamed of to suck my wonderful cock, right? He knows it happening all the time, don’t you man?” He turned his head and looked behind me. “Haha sure man. Got yourself a pretty one there it seems!” His voice was friendly, but a bit of a growl while not being as low as Jamals. He stepped few steps to the side so I could finally see him with my half turned head, despite being still impaled on Jamal´s cock. And what a sight he was! Similarly built as Jamal, not quite as tall, though also really muscular, with a slightly darker complexion. He just had a towel draped around his waist, where his cock poked obscenely out in the front. When my gaze went to his face, he looked at me with these beautiful dark eyes among his chiseled face and a mob of curly black hair with a side cut on the left, where he also had a glimmering earring He grinned a bright and sexy smile, that made his face seem younger. He was probably somewhere in his late twenties I guessed, a bit younger than Jamal. But oh fuck was he hot! For the third time this day I realized that I had stared, but this time with my mouth full of cock while a stranger was looking down at me and could barely contain his laughter. “Your face looks just as cute as I thought, but I have to say: Having that thick black dick in your mouth makes you look kind of slutty!” They both had a laugh at my expense, but I also chuckled from his comment, as I imagined myself in that moment. He had a point I guess. Jamal finally let go of my head and I withdrew my mouth, wiped my spit off my face with the back of my hand and wanted to get up. That’s when Jamal intervened: “No need for such formalities baby! You stay right where you are…” and put his hands on top of my shoulders. I was taken aback, unsure what to do. “He has already seen you sucking my cock so you don’t need to get up and shake his hand, right? Just tell him who you are and what you´re doing here.” “Ah yeah I´m jake and I´m here because Jamal… we met at pride and…” Jamal erupted into laughter when I turned my gaze to him. Taron just grinned and stepped closer. “Don´t let him play you for a fool so much Jake. He loves that!” and then fist bumped Jamal over my head. I didn’t know if I should laugh or be angry. But in the next second Taron let his hand fall to my head and started massaging my head with the tips of his fingers. I was taken aback, but it felt great! “I… I´ll try!” I just said and Taron grinned at me again. “Good. You can´t let him have his way with you completely, can you?” I didn’t know what to say. This was just so surreal. I was on my knees between these two black gods I just got to know, being discovered by the one sucking the other one´s cock. High on something, horny as fuck and completely overwhelmed by it all.

Here is the next chapter. I have more chapters written, but I'm editing them for content and length. I'll post them as I feel they are ready. Getting Away, Part 3 Matt awoke the next day and couldn’t shake what he’d done the night before with Snake. He was really turned on by the sex. But he was really upset at himself for letting a highly promiscuous guy he’d just met cum in his unprotected ass. Again! After he’d promised himself he would not engage in unsafe sex. Matt was drinking his coffee and listening to some NPR news story about Al Gore and George W. Buch campaigning in Florida in the same day. Matt realized he was barely listening to the radio and was instead stroking his cock through his briefs. He was rock hard thinking about Snake’s amazing cock fucking him last night. Paul got up and stumbles to the pot of coffee Matt had made. He was looking a little rough. Although they shared a bed, Matt hadn’t seen Paul after he and Snake fucked in the field. Matt allows Paul some peace to drink his coffee, Paul leans on the counter next to Matt and places his head on Matt’s shoulder. He is definitely hungover. Matt asks about Paul’s night and Paul grunts. Matt says, “I’m going for a run. Then I’ll come back and make breakfast for us.” Matt puts on a jockstrap, running shorts and running shoes and was off at a good pace. As he is running through the camp site, it was coming to life. He sees some guys having coffee outside, others doing a walk of shame/fame, workers cleaning up after the Moonlight Swim, and in one of the RV parks Matt saw a couple guys, including "July bottom," that he met last night. He jogs over to say hi. About 6-7 RVs of guys are making brunch and drinking mimosas. Before he takes off, Matt learns there is another Moonlight Swim tonight and a DJ. He waves and takes off on his run. It is just a few minutes when Matt again sees a hub of activity and guys walking to a kind of wooden band stage, chow hall thing with a faintly Native American theme. He runs by and sees folks setting up what looks like coffee and freshly fried donuts. Matt sees some of the fun guys he was in the pool with the night before and thinks he’d definitely like to spend some time with them later. So, Matt pauses his run again to say hi. The guy who had loosened Matt’s swimsuit laces the night before quickly puts down his donut and comes over to talk to the, once again, mostly naked Matt. Matt agrees to meet them at the pool later. Matt leaves off on his run again listening to the good-natured banter behind him. At this point, Matt decides to turn out of the park and really stretch his legs for a few miles. Matt needs to think. Running helps him think. As Matt runs, he replayed the events of last night and realizes that while Snake had clearly wanted to fuck him bareback; it was Matt who sat on Snake’s beautiful cock knowing they didn’t have a condom and Matt who had asked Snake to cum inside him. Matt knew it wasn’t safe behavior, but he couldn’t help but be turned on by it. He admits to himself that he wants Snake to cum inside him again. But Matt also knows that he should play safe. He really didn’t know Snake at all and what he does know is that Snake loves fucking guys, is good at it, and has many partners. Matt assumes that Snake fucked most of them bareback too. Matt runs what seemed to be about 3 miles before turning for the park. By the time Matt returns to the park he was sweaty, has decided to use condoms with Snake the rest of the weekend, and that he was going to make French toast and bacon for Paul because that would help with the hangover. Matt jogs back, sees Paul nursing his hangover on the porch, checked on him, gives Paul a kiss on the cheek and gets in the shower. In the shower, Matt congratulates himself on making the decisions he made to engage in safe sex and overcome his desire to feel Snake cum inside him. As Matt starts cleaning out he thinks about Snake cumming inside him again, Matt’s cock hardens. By the time Matt is done cleaning out, he is so turned on by the thought of Snake cumming in his ass that he jerks off in the shower while fingering his ass with shampoo. Paul and Matt eat breakfast and decide to head over to the pool with a cooler of Bloody Marys and snacks. Matt remembers to bring condoms with him in the pool supplies. When Paul sees the condoms, he asks if Matt used one last night. Matt blushes and says he forgot them when he changed clothes. Paul pulls Matt in for a one-armed hug and says, “Slut.” They laugh. Matt is in the white speedo today and a very loose, revealing tank top cut all the way down the sides to his waist. When they get to the pool and are setting up, a couple bears whistle at Matt’s outfit. He says, “It’s August. It’s hot. Why not?” One of the bears says, “You look very sexy today.” The boys all intro themselves and the bears group grows as their friends arrive. It is a very chill late morning. Around lunchtime, a group of the bears are going back to their camping area for burgers. They invite Paul and Matt who tag along and bring their cooler. As they get close to the camping area, Matt sees Snake over by a fairly disused cabin. Matt goes over to say hi. Snake perks up when he sees Matt and says how hot he looks in his white speedo and tank top. His rough hands immediately feel under Matt’s shirt and his ass. Snake says, “Fuck you look so hot.” Snake kisses Matt. Matt feels Snake’s cock. Snake is already chubbed up and as soon as Matt touches the cock, it becomes rock hard. Snake’s hand slides into Matt’s speedo and he grabs Matt’s ass. Matt moans. Snake says, “I gotta fuck you.” Matt says, “Fuck yes.” Then Matt hesitates and says, “I brought condoms this time. We really should use them.” Snake looks at Matt. This hot, sexy twink is really one of the best fucks Snake has had in a while so Snake stifles his impulse to tell Matt "what’s the point of a condom now?" Instead, he humors the boy. Snake says, “Whatever you want babe.” And as he says it, he slips Matt’s speedos down his legs and they fall on the ground. The guys making lunch are watching all this happen. Paul rolls his eyes, chuckles to himself, grabs the spatula out of the distracted cook’s hand, and tosses a couple of burgers on the fire. The bears are all staring at the sex scene unfolding in front of them. They watch as the camp site worker gets the tank top off Matt who is now completely naked, and leads him inside the cabin. With the door open and completely in eyesight of the group of bears, the camp site worker undoes his pants, takes out an awesome cock and slaps it on Matt’s ass. At this point a couple of the bears walk over for a better view because clearly Matt and the worker don’t mind an audience. Matt is slightly bent over some bags of garden supplies with his legs spread and Snake’s cock rubbing in his crack. Matt reminds Snake of the condoms and lube in his bag, which is miraculously just inside the cabin door and not outside with Matt’s clothes. Snake kneels to get the supplies, grabs the condoms, goes to hand a couple to Matt and they fall to the floor. Snake grabs the lube. Matt leans over to pick up the condoms as Snake turns back to Matt. He sees Matt’s hole as Matt leans over and he can’t stop himself, Snake’s tongue goes right for it. Matt is surprised but moans as the wet tongue slips into his ass. A small group of the bears are now less than 30 feet away as they watch the scene unfolding. Matt’s ass is getting eaten intensely by the camp worker. The preppy, good natured twink is moaning like a slut as his ass his eaten. They see the camp worker lubing and jerking his cock as he eats Matt’s ass. They see the condoms on the floor and assume the boys are going to fuck. But they are not surprised that this preppy boy would play safe – almost all of the bears play safe, almost all of the time. Matt and the camp worker reposition themselves, so Matt is on all fours and the camp worker is eating his ass and lubing Matt’s cock. Matt is loving the attention, and the wet tongue feels amazing on his ass. He sees the condoms on the floor in his sex induced haze and he is happy he brought them. Matt feels Snake’s impressive cock rubbing on his ass and he moans knowing soon it will be inside him. Matt remembers how good it felt last night. Bareback! Cumming Inside His Ass! Filling Him Up! Matt reminds himself to be a good boy. Matt strokes his cock. He wants to be fucked so badly. Snake watches the twink getting lost in his desire to be fucked. Snake knows he has Matt almost where he wants him. Snake wants Matt to take it bareback so he leans his body on the twink's back and kisses Matt’s neck. He rubs his cock in Matt’s crack and catches the head on Matt’s hole a few times. Snake says, “Fuck babe. I want to fuck you the same way we fucked last night.” Matt softly moans, “Me too. But….um” Snake says, “Can I put it in bareback again? I mean you already have my cum inside you right? Can I add some more in you?” Matt feels Snake’s cock pushing on his hole and it feels good. Matt looks at the condoms on the floor knowing they should use one. Matt says, “Just fuck me.” Snake smiles and says, “Bareback?” Matt lets himself get lost in lust and says, “Yes. Fuck me bareback.” The bears don’t know what the boys said to each other, but they watch as the big cock slides slowly and determinedly into Matt’s willing hole. They notice that the camp worker did not put on a condom. This preppy twink they’ve been hanging with and lusting for all morning is get fucked bareback right in front of them. The preppy twink who gives off “good boy” vibes is taking it bareback with unopened condoms literally right next to him. One of the bears cums in his swimsuit watching the scene. Another drops to his knees and fishes out the hard cocks of three of his friends and starts giving head. In the cabin, Matt and Snake are in the midst of a hot fuck. Matt is moaning and pushing his ass back to meet Snake’s thrusts. Snake is holding the twink’s hips tightly as his cock is buried bareback up this ass, again. Matt loves how he feels full of Snake’s cock and when the cock rubs his prostate, Matt grunts and moans in pleasure. Snake is as turned on by getting Matt to give in and take in bareback again. Snake wants one more thing to make his conquest of this twink and his amazing ass complete. He smiles as he fucks Matt thinking about it. He knows Matt will do it but doesn’t know if he’ll do it enthusiastically. Snake picks up his pace for a bit, then grinds his big cock on Matt’s fuck button, then picks up the pace, and grinds on the fuck button again. He does this a few more times. Snake thinks he’s got Matt in a fuck stupor now and he says, “I’m getting close babe. Where do you want my load?” With no sense of his own voice Matt starts moaning, “In me. In me. In me.” But it is so soft that while Snake knows what Matt is saying instinctively; Snake actually can’t hear the twink's words. Snake says, “I am close babe. I can’t hear you. Do you want me to cum inside you or pullout?” Matt responds, louder this time, just loud enough for the bears to hear him; “Don’t pullout. Cum in my ass. Cum inside me.” Snake is so turned on by the twink’s complete reversal from safe sex/use a condom nature less than 15 minutes ago into a cumdump begging for his load. His conquest complete, Snake shoots a load in Matt’s ass. Matt is jerking his cock and shoots on the floor of the cabin. Two of the bears cum on their friend as they hear the preppy twink beg for cum in his ass. The bear sucking cock focuses on the cock in his mouth and jerking himself as his friends loads drip down his cheeks. Snake surprised and overwhelmed by his orgasm slides out of Matt’s ass and sits back on his haunches, then leans against the bags of garden materials, exhausted. Matt joins Snake against the bags. He feels well fucked but is not as tired as Snake. For the first time, Matt looks around. He sees his bag, the lube, the unopened condoms, and then outside he sees his clothes. Matt is startled….OUTSIDE! He says to Snake, “Oh my god. I didn’t know the door was open. People probably saw us fucking.” Barely aware of his surroundings, Snake says, “And we gave them a fucking great show if they did watch. You are a great fuck.” All Matt can think is that guys probably saw and heard him get fucked bareback. Matt’s mind is moving a mile a minute trying to process how he was so set on condoms this morning, brought them today, and still gave in to wanting bare cock inside him. Snake runs his hand over Matt’s naked, sexy, athletic body and says, “Come here.” He pulls Matt to him and kisses Matt in a way Snake hasn’t kissed a guy in a while. Snake feels true appreciation for how he feels right now and the things this twink did to exhaust him so much. He says, “That was probably the best sex I’ve had in years. I am going to want some more. Is that okay with you?” Even Snake is surprised at how kind, respectful and caring he sounds. Matt smiles, says yes, and kisses Snake back. The boys hear a noise outside, quickly disentangle themselves, and Matt gingerly goes out to get his shirt, speedo and flip flops. He sees it was the two of the bears. One is on his knees covered in cum and the other one is standing over the first having clearly just shot his load. Matt, feeling a little better about putting on a show, smiles awkwardly and says, “Did you boys enjoy the show?” The guys both say they did and how hot it was. Snake gets dressed. Matt slips on his speedo, shirt and flip flops, collects his things and walks back to their campsite for lunch. The bears keep talking about how fucking hot the sex scene was….”like out of an 80s porn” one says. The other says, “But he shot inside, so not totally an 80s porn.” The two bears laugh and agree. Matt realizes these guys aren’t judging him, but laughing with him. Matt’s anxiety about the situation slips away. The self-confident, preppy, good natured attitude returns. Matt turns and sees Snake watching him walk away. He smiles and waves at the man who just filled his ass with cum. They get back to the campsite. Matt grabs a burger and sits on a big rock next to Paul, who is on the ground. Paul smiles, leans his head on Matt’s leg, looks up and softly asks, “Used a condom this time?” Matt looks at Paul, who is smiling knowingly up at Matt, and says “Asshole.” Both boys laugh.

I recently visited The Vault with a bttm fuckbuddy. It’s been my fantasy to see his ass get used at a sex club. Saturday was naked / underwear night and he was wearing a black jockstrap with his firm round muscle ass in display. First guy fucked him and came, I then had to feel his wet hole.. then a really cute nerdy muscular guy approached me, we kissed then he took my hand and guided to his ass, which was beautiful and round and definitely been fucked as he was very wet. That got me really hard and so fucked him while he fucked my friend, I was in deep when he came inside my friend. He pulled out, thanked me and walked off. A sexy big daddy type guy came over and wanted to taste my cock. He had a very big, thick cock which my friend started sucking. I then asked him to fuck my friend’s wet pussy. He turned him around and slid in with no hesitation, deep and my friend was moaning with pleasure as we took turns on his hungry ass. After a while, we took a break. We saw a well known porn actor, he came over and just presented his ass to me, he was so wet and dripping with cum and lube, I had to have his ass. I fucked him till he asked me to breed him, which drove me over the edge and I shot a 5 day load in him. My friend was jealous because he wanted it. On the tube home, I fingered his hole and he said he needed my cum. I fucked him around the tube starting in a small park. It was much needed, but am now addicted to cum hungry bottoms and want more

I love a sloppy hole , firstly because its owner in more likely to be a slag , and /or because he may have already been fucked very recently and possibly be preloaded . This is why I love Saunas

Chapter 3 – The Fun Begins Chapters 1 and 2 tell about my meeting a new guy at a party and then inviting him to my place for dinner. We had a meal and moved to my living room, where we made out, fondled each other, and got stripped down to our jocks. Then, up to the bedroom. So far, we’ve sucked, rimmed, and used a dildo on each other. I’ve just proposed a game to let us learn more about each other. With our clothes back on, I suggested we go back downstairs and get something to drink while we played. We grabbed some juice from the fridge and moved to the back deck. It was still warm enough that we could hang out under the stars, and it was private enough that we could do whatever we wanted out there. I told Jeff, “Here’s the game. We ask each other questions, and, for each yes answer, we remove an item of clothing. Sound good?” He agreed to it, and I told him to start. Jeff pondered his question for a while, then asked, “Have you been to a nude resort?” I had, so my shirt came off. Jeff had too, so he removed his shirt. Now, it was my turn. “Have you had sex with four or more guys in a session?” I reached down to pull off a sock since I’d been in lots of group sessions. Jeff saw me take off a sock, and he did the same. That's good; we’ve established that groups are fun. Next, Jeff asked, “Have you been double fucked?” Well, there went the other sock for me, but not him. When he saw me take off my sock, he assured me that he was definitely up for it but hadn’t had the chance to make it happen yet. Nice, we’re both pigs. His no to the previous question made me curious. “Have you been fisted?” There went my jeans. Jeff looked at me with a sly grin as he removed his other sock. This is awesome. We’re both into fisting! Now, I just have my jockstrap on, and he has his jeans and jock. With no hesitation, Jeff asked, “Do you party and play?” Fuck, this is fantastic! This was the big question I had about him. He removed his jeans, and I sat there for a moment watching him. But then, I had to strip off the jock. My turn again. “Want to blow some clouds and fist each other in my playroom?” Jeff couldn’t get his jock off fast enough. Now, we were both naked, hard, and ready to get into some serious partying. We both got up and gathered our clothing. We threw it on the floor in the house, grabbed some more drinks, and moved quickly to the stairs. I had Jeff go first so that I could watch his cute ass as he went up the stairs. “Second door on the left,” I told him. He opened the door to my playroom, and we went in. “Niiiice,” he exclaimed. There’s a sling in the middle of the room. The wall next to it is mirrored, and there’s a mirror mounted at the top of the sling frame. A bed is pushed up against the wall, and there’s a TV for playing porn. There’s also a computer on a table near the sling with a camera so that we can make our own porn. Of course, there’s a full assortment of toys, lube, poppers, and everything else we need to make ourselves happy. I had a pipe ready to go, so I grabbed it and the torch and brought them over to the bed where Jeff was sitting. I clicked on the torch and got some smoke swirling in the pipe. Once it was ready, I handed it and the torch to Jeff. He took it and inhaled deeply. Passing it to me, I melted it a little more and took a huge hit. We blew clouds for a while, then put the pipe down. Hunger and desire were aflame for us, and we began to grapple with each other on the bed. We were hugging, rolling around on the bed, grabbing cock and ass, making out, and getting each other worked to a frenzy. I stood up, helped Jeff up, and walked over to the sling. “Get in,” I commanded. He sat back in the sling, and I helped him get his feet into the stirrups. Now, spun and knowing what was coming, I sat down on the stool to admire the man, and the ass, in front of me. Jeff looked supremely sexy in the sling. The black leather perfectly complements his light skin and dark fur. He had several tattoos, most of birds. There were some small birds on each wrist, the large one in the center of his chest, and a small flock on his back and ass. I rubbed one of the small ones on his wrist, and he told me that he is an ornithologist who studies songbirds for a living. Wow, that’s pretty cool! He told me what each bird was and why it was important to him. But it was his ass that I was after now. Knowing that this hot man was about to take my fist was stimulating to me, and I wanted to make sure he felt good. Before sitting down, I turned on the TV and ensured that it showed the view from the camera aimed at his hole. When Jeff saw it on the screen, he grinned with pleasure. I was going to start with another toy to open him up. This time, I grabbed the Chode dildo. It’s a little thicker and longer than Drew and would do a nice job opening his hole. I added some Slam Dunk to his ass, prepping it with my fingers, then poured some X Lube on the toy. I held it up to him for inspection first, and Jeff said, “Shove it in me.” This dildo is uncut and sports some veins along the side. I placed it at his hole and, while gazing into his eyes, began to insert it. Jeff instinctively pushed down on the toy to open himself up, and a smile spread across his face as it slipped into his ass. He took about 2/3 of it before I felt some resistance. We had all night so there was no need to rush. So, I pulled it back and slid it back in, adding some twisting this time. Jeff looked to be seriously enjoying the ride, and it went in a little deeper this time. It didn’t take long to get the dildo fully inserted in Jeff’s ass. His hole was accommodating, and the hairs dragging through the lube looked sexy as I moved the toy around his hole. I fucked him with the dildo, using it to open him up for my fist. That was the ultimate goal, and his ass seemed ready for it. I pulled out the dildo, paying special attention to the angles so that the uncut head rubbed against his prostate on the way out. I picked up my lube injector and shot a healthy amount of X Lube in him. With the Slam Dunk and other lube from earlier, his ass would be a well-prepared passage. More X Lube went on my hands, and I placed my right hand at his entrance. “Ready?” Jeff nodded, so I started to push my hand into his ass. Jeff was an experienced bottom, so he knew how to push out to let me in. When I got to the thickest part of my hand, I paused for a moment, rotating my hand inside his hole. This let him feel my knuckles graze across his insides and further expand his opening. Then, I moved deeper inside him. As I went, I would twist my hand around and flex my fingers. This also let me explore his tunnel, finding the spots where there was a curve or twist in his ass. Jeff let me slide in until I was just a few inches from my elbow. The initial insertion went deep, and he took it like a pro. Now, I was going to slide back out. I started to pull back and looked up at Jeff. “Slow, or fast?” I asked. Slow, he said, smiling from ear to ear. He then picked up the poppers to have an extra kick to enjoy the withdrawal. While he was sniffing from the brown bottle, I held my hand mostly still, but once it was capped and put down, I resumed the pullout. I went at a leisurely pace as I moved my hand out of Jeff’s ass. He was writhing and squirming on the sling, letting me know how much he enjoyed the feelings. As I pulled out, I would twist my hand around, use my fingers to massage various areas and wriggle my hand from side to side. All this combines into lots of great sensations for the bottom, and I really like it, too. As with most guys, there came a point where Jeff’s ass expelled my hand. Before that happened, though, I gave him a good prostate massage. It was exciting to see his cock bounce as I rubbed on his gland. Some precum oozed out, and I let it fall to his hairy belly. I’d lick that up later. When my hand was fully out, I inserted my left hand. Since it is the smaller of the two, it went in easily. Before I knew it, I was in up to my elbow. Clearly, Jeff had taken a few fists in his time! This just made me hornier, and I wanted to provide him with an excellent experience. I alternated between hands now. My right hand would slide out just as my left hand started to go in. I’d also switched to using a fist instead of folding my fingers together. Jeff suggested that he take a hit of poppers, then I pummel his ass. After that, he said that he wanted to fist me. That sounded like a good deal to me, so I added some more lube to my hands while he sniffed the potent fumes from the poppers. Once they hit, I started to really work over his hole. Just fists now, going in and out at a pretty rapid pace. I would go as deep as possible, twisting around on the way, then pull out and go in with my other hand. Jeff was wriggling a lot in the sling, so I knew he was enjoying my efforts. He had also reached down to spread his ass as wide as possible for my hands. When he came down from the poppers, he held up a hand to slow me down, then asked me to pull out. I wanted to keep his hole open, so I asked if he’d be up for me shoving a butt plug in his ass. He certainly was up for that. Since Hankey’s doesn’t make many good butt plugs, I selected one from Topped Toys that is unironically called the Gape Keeper. In my experience, it does a very good job of keeping a hole open and ready. I lubed it up and shoved it into Jeff’s hole. Once it was well seated, I helped him out of the sling and got into it in his place. As he slowly stood, I wrapped my arms around him in a tight and seductive hug. He whispered, “Thank you,” in my ear as we embraced. I responded with a deep kiss. Now, it was my turn to take his fists.

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Final part! But also, part 0 of In Sickness? If you haven't read it, now's the time once you finish this! –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Part 0: Decorum The next couple of weeks went on like nothing happened. Some sex here and there, watching TV together when we got back from work, very usual stuff. About three weeks later, though, I woke up very ill. Cold sweats, high fever, and so on. Of course, that happened to be a day where James would go spend the night at a friend’s place. I could barely move, but I still managed to grab some water and paracetamol. The pills helped slightly, but it was still unbearable enough that I called off work. Throughout the four to five days I went through that, James was barely any help, but what else was new? By the time I was able to think coherently, it clicked — what if it was something I caught during the orgy? Long story short, I got tested, waited, got the call at home. HIV, positive. Chlamydia, positive. Everything else negative. I felt devastated. I felt awful. I felt shitty. I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to that orgy. I had no idea who I got it from. I stuck my dick in 6 people, and they each had other people’s cum in them. I had so many questions, worries, crises, but I knew I had to first be responsible and tell James. I did have sex with him a couple of times after that night, and he needed to get tested too. I waited for him to come back from work on the couch, and once he arrived I told him to sit down. “What’s going on, princess?” He said, dismissively. “It’s not princess —— whatever, that’s not the point. There’s something you need to know.” “What is it?” My heart felt like it was on my neck, but for his sake I had to muster the courage to inform him. “After I stopped being sick, I worried it all was caused by something I caught at the orgy and… uh… and… it… was. I got the call earlier.” His face turned serious, but oddly unreadable. “Oh. So… what do you have?” “HIV and chlamydia.” He stood silent. “I know it’s a shock, but don’t worry about me too much… I mean, I’ll go on treatments so I can live like normal, and gono is curable so ——“ “I can’t do this.” Now I stood silent. “… what?” “I’m breaking up with you, Brett.” “What? Why? Why now?” “You’re dirty now. I can’t be with someone with AIDS.” “But I’ll go on the pills, I’ll be okay, and it’ll mean I can’t infect you…” “That’s good for you, but I can’t do it. What if the pills don’t work? Plus, what are people gonna say about me if I keep dating you when people discover you have AIDS now?” “I don’t have AIDS, that’s not the same ——“ “Whatever. You have to respect my choice. We’re over.” “Are you really doing this to me right now? I’m at my lowest point and you’re gonna just… just leave me?” “You’re gonna be okay. I mean, it’s your first relationship, right? You get over those quick. And you’re an adult, Brett. You have to deal with the consequences of your actions.” This is what made me immediately snap. “Consequences of my own actions?” I yelled at him. “You convinced me to go to that orgy! You made me do it even though I didn’t want to! I always thought we were exclusive but I went to this sex party because of you! Because I wanted to make you happy! And then I found out you’re a ‘regular’ according to some stranger there? You’ve been fucking around all this time, putting yourself and me at all these risks, but now it’s my fault I caught this!? This was all your idea, James! You put me in this situation and now you’re gonna leave? I thought you fucking cared about me! I thought we’d be together through the hardships! I wanted to be with you for long, even marry you! But I’m nothing but dirty infectious trash to you now!” “Oh please, Brett, lay off. You know I don’t want to get married to anyone. I told you, you’ll be okay. Just move on.” I fought as hard as I could not to break down crying in front of him, but some sobs were able to escape. After a couple of minutes of silence sitting down on the couch which felt like hours, he got a notification on his phone. “I’m off to Andrew’s place, I made plans with him to watch that new show that came out I really wanted to watch.” “Oh yeah?” I asked between sobs. “What show is that?” “It’s, uh… It’s… I don’t remember the name. Andrew’s the one that wanted to watch it.” “You said ——“ “I gotta go.” James left the apartment and waited outside for his cab. At least he had the decorum not to ask me if he could use my car. The moment I heard the car go I broke down loudly, as the mélange of feelings overflowed. The sadness, the anger, the frustration, the loneliness, the worry about the future, the diagnosis… I don’t know how long I cried, in some ways it felt like a blip of time and in some ways it felt like days. It was dark when I regained composure. I decided to grab all my stuff, pack it up, and leave the apartment. I knew I had at least the whole night, but I did not want to see James’s face again, so I did it as quickly as possible. I considered at least writing a note for him, but he didn’t deserve it. I took all of mine I could from the place, loaded it in my car, and drove away. I stayed in a hotel for about a week. At work, there was a notification they opened a spot for my position in a city across the country, and in an impulse to run away from everything I took the opportunity. Once I moved, it took me a while to get over James. In the moment, I really thought I wanted him. I blamed myself for it all — I knew consciously that nothing was my fault and yet, I thought being ‘dirty’ was the source of all my problems. If I hadn’t gone to that orgy, James would still love me. If I hadn’t been pozzed, I wouldn’t be lonely. And I mean, he did love me, right? Even if he cheated, if he didn’t love me he wouldn’t have stayed with me. …right? About 4 months later, Facebook reminded me of a photo uploaded ‘on this day’, the only photo that James let me upload to social media for ‘privacy’. I shouldn’t have, but curiosity got the best of me, and I unblocked him and looked at his profile. A month before that, the man, my ex, who for the whole length of our relationship claimed to be against marriage, proposed to that Andrew guy. Part of me was heartbroken — he obviously did not love me, if he lied to me about his thoughts regarding marriage. Part of me was relieved, however — nothing I could’ve done would’ve made him stay. I could move on quicker. Over time, I started venturing out to see if I could date someone else. Maybe I wasn’t ready yet, but that didn’t matter to me. I even looked in those sites where people look specifically for poz guys (I think it was something like ‘breeding area’?), but I couldn’t find anyone I was into or that would want to go on a date with me. It was no longer just about my status, since all the mess made me let go and gain some weight, not to mention other insecurities. I truly thought nobody wanted me. I would die alone. I did some things to cope: some drugs, shopping, even multiple tattoos, including a scorpion one to “own” my status. They did the job in the moment, but I’d still end up feeling like shit soon after. About two years later, after one more person in a dating app rejected me, I got so angry I threw my phone across the room. The phone was totaled, screen fully broken, and since it was an older phone it was difficult to repair. Since I needed to upgrade to something new anyway, I went to this retail store near my apartment to buy a new one; I figured I had saved enough anyway. I went in, and this cute guy with a slim figure and brown hair helped me choose whether I should pick a normal model or a Pro model. He rang me up at the cashier where I paid, and before I walked away, he told me he put his card in my bag so I could call him if my phone didn’t work as expected. How nice of him. I got home, unboxed and set up my phone, and looked through the bag. There was a note, not a card, handwritten by the worker. “hey, you, think i saw you on grindr once but i had plans with someone else. i thought ur kinda cute ; ) call me if u wanna meet, my # is on the other side ; p —casey, the store guy” ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– And then goes Part 1: That man. I'm loving this little storyline I'm making, and I'm already a good bit into the following story!

Hey guys hope you read part 2 link above. And I hope you’re enjoying the read there will be probably 3 more parts. Part 3 The next morning arrived in a haunting stillness, the air crisp and cool as Alex stirred awake, his head pounding from the remnants of last night’s excess. Fragments of the wild night drifted through his foggy mind, but he couldn’t tell what was real and what was merely a dream. As he slowly rose, the eerie quiet of the house unsettled him—Mikkel’s room was empty. How had he even gotten home? Confused, and feeling a restless energy in his body, Alex stepped into the shower. The warm water did little to soothe his nerves or clear the haze clouding his memories. He headed downstairs, still caught between the sharp ache of his hangover and the strange thrill of his fragmented recollections. “Hey,” came a low voice from behind. Alex flinched, his heart pounding as he spun around. Tom stood there, watching him with a knowing smirk. In the blur of last night, Alex had completely forgotten Tom was back. “Did you have fun last night?” Tom asked, his eyes narrowing with curiosity. “I… I can’t remember,” Alex muttered, his voice barely above a whisper, unsure if he wanted to recall whatever had transpired. Without warning, Tom stood and crossed the space between him in one swift movement, his hand closing around Alex’s ass, firm and deliberate. Alex’s breath hitched, his heart racing in confusion and something else he didn’t quite recognize. He tried to step back, but Tom held him, his touch lingering just a moment too long. “What about this?” Tom’s voice was a low murmur, his gaze piercing. Before Alex could respond, Tom’s grip tightened, and in one fluid motion, he flipped Alex over, pinning him in place. The suddenness of it left Alex breathless, caught between fear and an undeniable, magnetic tension. Tom's lips pressed firmly against Alex's neck, his teeth grazing the skin just enough to send a shiver through Alex's body. A surge of panic rose in him, and he instinctively tried to pull away, but Tom's hold was firm, his presence overpowering. Just when Alex thought he might break free, Tom went down pulling Alex’s orange shorts down. He then stuck his tongue into the soft freshly showered hole, savoring the sweetness with closed eyes biting and licking those sweet boy buns, lost in the pleasure of it. He got up, and pulled out his cock and started to place it around Alex’s hole, but Alex shook his head gently. "I don't like men," he murmured, his voice trembling. Tom chuckled, his eyes dark with mischief. "You liked it last night," he said softly, his hand brushing against Alex's hard cock filled with pre cum "See? I knew you liked it." Tom bit down on Alex’s neck scared he tried to escape but Tom’s hold was to strong Tom started to stick his cock into Alex deeper and deeper see you like it. Tom than started to fuck Alex slowly but than faster and harder Alex moaned with each thrust. Alex couldn’t say no or escape Tom was to strong oh man this ass feels amazing Tom screamed. Oh man I can’t last too long I’m getting close! Tom said noooo don’t please Alex cried out loud I’m not gay. Tom than rested his head on Alex’s neck as he continued to fuck him deeply and faster ahhhh. I’m gonna cum! take it take my load. Tom shot a huge load into Alex and stayed deep inside him see that was good Tom said with a smirk, that’s when Alex moaned loudly and shoot his load all over the floor. Tom then give Alex a tongue filled kiss. Alex stood frozen, his mind spinning with confusion. What had just happened? How could he let this man fuck him so intensely? He had barely pulled up his pants, the remnants of the bizarre morning still clinging to him when the door creaked open, and Mikkel entered. “Crazy night, huh?” Mikkel’s voice was tired, his steps heavy with exhaustion. “Kim’s wild. I crashed at her place, but yeah… crazy. I’m gonna shower and hit the bed.” Alex was relieved when Mikkel didn’t notice the mess on the floor—the evidence of everything strange and unsettling about the morning. As Mikkel disappeared up the stairs, Alex sank into the couch, closing his eyes, trying to quiet the chaos in his mind. But even in the silence, he couldn’t escape the thoughts of what Tom did to him. Why was it stuck in his thoughts? A few hours passed, but Alex found no peace. His mind felt restless, and he needed clarity. He decided to head out to soccer practice, hoping the familiar rhythm of the game might distract him. But even as he moved across the field, his focus slipped. In the locker room after practice, something unexpected happened. He locked eyes with another player sitting alone on a bench. He thinks his name was Forest Shaking his head, Alex tried to resist the strange pull, as forest up got and went towards the showers eyeing Alex to follow him. Alex closed his eyes and slowly followed and there was Forest he was fully naked hot steam as the water hit his naked body touching himself Before he realized it, Alex went on his knees, consumed by the desire he didn’t understand. He wrapped his lips around Forests cock, he was bit smaller than Tom’s cock and it was the first time him sucking someone it made it abit easier for him. the feeling it gave him was overwhelming his senses, his mind swirling in a haze of pleasure and confusion. His breaths came shallow, ragged, as he whispered, “No, I can’t…” But it was too late he couldn’t stop. The indulgence was irresistible, Forest then picked Alex up and turned him around placing his cock inside Alex using nothing but spit and water from the shower. No words were shared between them, as Forest started to enter Alex more and more deeply the more satisfying, more intoxicating he felt. His body trembled with a strange euphoria. “This… this feels too good,” he muttered, yeah bro I’ve always wanted to fuck you! Forest said from behind him so hot fucking you here in the showers he added. Finally, Alex couldn’t take it anymore I’m gonna cum! Yeah bro cum for me! Ahhhh Alex screamed out loud. Felling you cum is gonna make me cum oh fuck bro yeah! And with that Forest shot deep inside Alex, Forest slowly pulled out and slapped his ass thanks! Alex just stood there for a second thinking how could he how could he take two cocks in one day… What was happening to him? He stood there, panting, staring at tiles of the showers floor he just couldn’t understand. He made his way back home—not Mikkel’s house, but his own. He needed to be alone, to think, to figure out the person he was becoming. The quiet of the night did little to soothe the growing storm within him, a mystery he couldn’t yet unravel.

Part 2 The night unfolded under the pulsating lights of Fly, the city’s hottest nightclub, where the music throbbed louder and drinks flowed freely. Hunter, ever the life of the party, ordered a round of shots just as Kim’s favorite song blared through the speakers. “Oh my god, I love this song!” she squealed, grabbing Mikkel’s arm and pulling him onto the crowded dance floor. Meanwhile, Tom, Alex, and Hunter stayed by the bar, overlooking the chaos of the dance floor from their vantage point. “Aren’t you going to join your friend?” Tom asked Alex, raising an eyebrow. “Maybe in a bit,” Alex replied, sipping his drink. Tom, sensing the buzz of the night, turned to Hunter. “Let’s go check this place out,” Hunter suggested with a grin, but not before ordering more shots and a round of gin and tonics. With drinks in hand, they ventured upstairs, finding themselves in the more mysterious, high-energy section of the club—Fly’s infamous gay room. The atmosphere shifted—dark, sultry, and electric. Music pumped harder here, the crowd more intense, and the allure of the dimly lit back room. Tom and Hunter, caught up in the beat, began to dance—moving closer, shirts peeling off, bodies glistening under the flashing lights. They danced with the kind of confidence that made heads turn, their movements in sync, as if they were seasoned dancers. Alex, however, stayed behind in a booth, watching them from the shadows, unsure if he should join. Tom slipped away from the dance floor, making his way back to Alex. “You okay being in this room?” he asked, leaning close to be heard over the music. “Yeah, I don’t mind. Maybe we should find Mikkel?” Alex slurred, the drinks beginning to take their toll. “Here, eat this,” Tom said, handing Alex something small. “What is it?” Alex asked. “It’s M. Trust me, it’ll lighten you up,” Tom grinned. Alex quickly took it, not wanting to draw attention. Moments later, Hunter returned with more drinks. “Alright, we’ll go find Mikkel after a few songs. Just come join us for a bit,” Tom urged. “I’m not like that,” Alex muttered, his voice barely audible. “Relax, Alex. You don’t have to be anything,” Tom reassured him with a wink. Reluctantly, Alex was convinced. He followed Tom back onto the dance floor, the music vibrating through his body as the M began to take effect. His head felt lighter, the room more vibrant. The lights flickered in kaleidoscopic patterns, and soon, he wasn’t just in the club—he was part of it. The beat pulsed through him, his body swaying to the rhythm without a second thought. Before long, Alex found himself sandwiched between Tom and Hunter, their movements fluid and close, enveloping him in a haze of sensation. As Tom danced behind him, his hands explored the curves of Alex’s body, fingers brushing over his ass, almost teasingly. Hunter pressed closer from the front, his body warm against Alex’s, the music carrying them all in its current. Alex, caught up in the lights, the music, and the sheer euphoria of the moment, barely noticed how intimately they danced. “Hey bud I see you’re a little happy down there,” hunter whispered with a grin. “I just feel really… good,” Alex breathed, his eyes half-closed, lost in the moment. Hunter shot a glance at Tom and smirked. “Let’s check out that back room, shall we?” They moved through the dimly lit hallway, the air thick with energy, as silhouettes of people blended into the shadows around them. Soft, murmured conversations and distant music filled the space. Tom's hands stayed firmly on Alex putting them under his pants, guiding him deeper into the room, brushing past figures whose touches grazed Alex's body, adding to the surreal atmosphere. Once they found a secluded corner, the air grew still, charged with anticipation. Tom leaned in closer, his breath warm against Alex's neck, his tongue licking him all over as he whispered something Alex couldn't quite hear over the thrum of the music. Alex's pulse quickened, yet he didn't pull away-there was something intoxicating about the moment. Hunter stood nearby, watching for a second before unbuckling Alex's pants, Tom's lips moved down to Alex's ass, each touch deliberate, drawing out every sensation. And hunter wrapping his lips around Alex’s cock he was rock hard. Alex, lost in the intensity of it all, let himself go, allowing the sensations to take over. Every sound, every flicker of light, heightened the thrill.Tom's hands explored Alex's back, his touch lingering as he pulled him in closer. Alex's moaned out loud, each moment unfolding in slow motion. There was no need for words-their bodies spoke for them. The room, the darkness, and the mysterious thrill of the unknown made it feel as if time had stopped, Alex never felt like this he enjoyed every moment he just kept his eyes shut. As Tom rose slowly, he turned Alex’s face toward him and leaned in for a deep, lingering kiss. The moment felt charged, as if the world outside their corner had disappeared. When they finally pulled apart, Tom pulled out his cock and spit on his hand his eyes twinkling with lust. Tom savouring the moment, he began to press It against Alex’s hole already wet from Tom’s Tongue, inch by inch. Tom gaze occasionally back to hunter, watching him suck Alex’s cock balls deep, the scene unfolding with a quiet intensity. Tom grinned mischievously giving his cock a gentle push at first. As Alex started to moan, Tom’s excitement grew as He pushed harder, biteing down on Alex’s neck. Tom’s moans filled the room as other guys begun looking in, with each thrust sending Alex higher. As Tom counted fucking him so deeply and raw, a flicker of doubt crossed Alex’s mind. He thought to himself, How could I be doing this? He had always considered himself straight, and yet the night had taken him down a path he hadn’t anticipated. The alcohol mixed with M had clouded his judgment, altering his perceptions and pushing him beyond his usual boundaries. A part of him wondered about the choices he was making and how different he was from the person he thought he was. He than focused on Tom’s cock deep inside him moaning louder, With each thrust, Tom grew more determined, giving it all his energy until fucking him harder and harder. With one final shove, Tom was getting close oh man this ass is so tight! I’m gonna shoot oh fuck yeah!! Take my load Tom yelled out, his voice ringing through the room. completely satisfied with his efforts He wanted Alex’s ass so badly he didn’t want the moment to end he collapsed onto Alex, out of breath but grinning wildly. He glanced over at Hunter, who was watching from the other side with an amused smile, ahhh I’m gonna cum Alex squealed, hunter continued going balls deep till Alex shot his load deep down his throat. They made their way back to the dance floor and positioned themselves at the railing overlooking the vibrant scene below. From their vantage point, they noticed Mikkel and Kim lost in each other's embrace, kissing deeply with Kim's hands exploring Mikkel's cock. Guess someone’s also having a good time Tom said with a grin. Hunter, sensing the need to keep the night lively, ordered another round of drinks. Tom, Alex, and Hunter joined Mikkel and Kim, diving back into the rhythm of the music. As they danced, Alex found himself caught in a swirl of emotions, his earlier thoughts mingling with the excitement of the night. The confusion of the moment, combined with the sensory overload of the club, left him feeling both exhilarated and introspective. Alex continued to dance with his ass feeling sore and wet. more to come!

I prefer a ‘Goldilocks’ hole-one that offers initial resistance when I first penetrate, but then stretches open to accommodate my big cock. Usually by the end the hole is wrecked, gaped, dripping my sperm

Every time I see this thread resurface on my Unread tab, I get a little quiver in my hole. Absolutely love being piss fucked. I wish I could live full time in a filthy, public, men’s restroom. On a similar vein, anyone else like to run their finger up the inside of a urinal and taste it every time before you use it? The best part is getting caught.

[Note to readers: I wrote this story as audio porn. For fun, copy the text into a program like Word with a “read aloud” feature and listen. That way you can also edit any way you like. Have fun!] *** Hi Andy. Come on in. You must be wondering why I invited you to meet me in a hotel room. No sweetie. It isn’t that. I may be your ex-girlfriend but I’m now a happily married woman, and I don’t cheat on my husband. Besides, after our recent conversation, I couldn’t have any interest in you. After all, you confessed that you’re actually gay and you’ve been hiding it from your wife for years. I could never have sex with a gay man. It would just be too weird. But I decided I had to help you come to grips with your true sexuality. You look puzzled. Let me explain. I’ve arranged for one of my gay friends, Kyle, to meet us here. He’s going to help you explore your desire for other men. I know this is very sudden. But as a friend who loves you, I knew I had to push you to be who you really are. Trust me: this is going to be the best afternoon of your life. Let me tell you a little about Kyle. He’s really handsome, very masculine, a no-doubt-about-it top. You said you like to fantasize about bottoming for an alpha male. He totally fits the bill. Oh, one more thing: Kyle is HIV positive and he isn’t on meds or PrEP. He even has one of those tattoos. You know – the poison symbol. Of course, if you insist, he can always use a rubber. Why don’t we wait to see how it goes. He’s downstairs in the lobby. I’ll text him. While we wait, pour yourself a drink. It will help you relax. I want you to do one more thing for me. You said you have a strong feminine side. I want you to let it out today. Here – I want you to wear my watch and my engagement ring. Go ahead, put them on. Oh, how adorable! They’re so pretty. I wasn’t sure the ring would fit, but you have small hands, rather girlish. *** That must be Kyle at the door. I’ll let him in. Hi, Kyle. This is Andy. Andy, say hi to Kyle. Why don’t you two get acquainted and…oh my! That was some kiss! I guess gay men don’t waste any time when they hook up. Andy, do you want me to leave? No? Are you sure? Good. I was hoping you’d let me stay and watch. Sweetie, when you take off your clothes, please wear my watch and ring. They look so cute on you. Don’t you think so Kyle? Makes him look like a real sissy? Is it OK to call Andy a sissy? I thought that was a slur. Oh, I get it. A top can call his bottom a sissy. It’s really sexy to watch two gay men making out. I’m getting turned on like I do when I watch gay porn. I’ve always wanted to watch a man suck another man’s cock. Andy, would you please go down on Kyle for me? He does have an amazing dick. Yes, Andy, get on your knees. Oh, that’s just so precious! Andy, it seems so natural for you to have a cock in your mouth. Kyle has such a big cock. Doesn’t he, Sweetie? I know, I know – you can’t talk with a cock in your mouth. No need. I can see how much you like it. And how much Kyle likes it too. Kyle, don’t choke him! I love watching you fuck Andy’s throat but remember this is his first time. He probably just practiced on his dildo, not the real thing. I’m going to take some pics with my phone. Hope you don’t mind. Andy, I’ll send these to you later. Hope I don’t mix up your phone number with your wife’s. Just kidding, sweetie. *** Kyle why are you stopping? I was hoping to get a shot of your cum on Andy’s face. Oh. I get it: you’re going to fuck him now! OK. I’ve never seen a guy lick another man’s ass before. Andy, do you like Kyle’s tongue in your tight hole? From the expression on your face and your moaning, I guess so. My watch and engagement ring look so cute on you when you grip the pillow. Do they make you feel like a sissy? Uh-huh? Oh, Kyle stopped to get some lube. I guess he’s about to fuck you, sweetie. What? A condom? Kyle, do you have a rubber? No? Well, Andy what do you want to do? Hold my hand, sweetie, and look at me. I think you should just let it happen. Yes, I mean bareback. Don’t let the moment pass. You’ve wanted this for too long. Great decision. Go ahead, Kyle. *** No worries, sweetie. That was just his first try at penetration. Yes, Andy, Kyle is very big. I know it hurts at first. But you can do this for me. You want to, don’t you? Kyle, what should Andy do? Good. Sweetie, you heard that, right? Relax and breathe. Kyle is going to pump your cock, too as his dick pushes into you. Ooo! There it goes. I can see the head of his dick is in past your sphincter. How does that feel? It burns, huh? Very warm, too. Kinda nice. Or maybe even really nice. You like the fullness, don’t you? I thought so. I’m going to go around to Kyle’s side for some photographs. God, that’s incredible. Andy, it’s like your ass was made for Kyle’s cock. It’s incredible to see him slide so deep inside you Andy. He’s almost to the base of his cock. You’re going to love these photos. Aren’t you glad you decided to let him fuck you bareback, sweetie? I knew it. Kyle, I think he’s ready for you to go faster. Yes, that’s it. Andy, he’s really starting to pound your ass now. Don’t you feel like a little bitch? Isn’t this what you always dreamed of? Do you like it better this way, on your belly? Kyle’s weight on top of you. He’s so strong, so manly. Don't you love being so submissive to your partner? I think he’s getting close now. God, I just love the sound of his balls slapping against your ass! What a hot, sexy, sound! Fuck him, Kyle! Fuck him! Fill his cunt with your toxic seed. Oh, yes! Yes! That’s it! Can you feel that, Andy? Kyle just pozzed you. Can you feel the wetness? Don’t pull out Kyle. Let your seed impregnate him with little toxic babies. Andy wasn’t that perfect? Aren’t you happy that Kyle didn’t cover himself? That seemed like such a big load. I think you’re going to convert from just that one load. You guys probably need a little rest before you go again. I’m going to leave now, but why don't you stay together all night? Sweetie, you can give me back my ring and watch tomorrow. I can’t wait to tell my husband why I’m not wearing them. He always said he thought you were a faggot. Your wife? What about her? I know, Andy. But just text her and make an excuse. And then plan your next date with Kyle. You two make such a cute couple.

I'd like to start a thread for sharing bareback videos filmed before PrEP was available (2013 and older). I find really arousing knowing are so horny they don't care about the risk of HIV and just want to enjoy the sex. Here are some examples of the videos I'm looking for: Bobby Garcia let one of his "straight" paid actor fuck him bareback in the height of the HIV epidemics (1990s): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/hott-marine-top-vs-bobby-garcia-xh480uI Slut is barebacked by two guys. By the quality of the video it must be before 2010: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/meet-our-bitch-2300978. Anon Cumdump get bred by stranger from Craiglist (estimated to be ~2010): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/married-craigslist-walks-in-breeds-slut-hard-3440594 Black Bitch get bred by two strangers from Craiglist (estimated ~2010): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/2-white-top-breed-thick-black-ass-4696075 Famous Brittish cumdump taking loads in the Woods. I remember seeing many of his videos in the early 2010: [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/cumdump-bottom-taking-load-after-load-cruising-in-park/

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.

Fuck, I LOVE Jack-in-the-Box. Take note, @versmetropig ...

I have discovered that with the right guy, I can get into most anything. I do have a couple of hard limits. I have a gag reflex that kicks in with bad smells. So fucking a dirty ass or scat will bring an end to the scene. Also having a guy choke on my Dick to the point of him puking.

I love a tight hole and I’ve enjoyed breaking in few anal virgins in my time. My boy, Drew was a virgin before he met me. The first time I took him to my bed I told him I intended to fuck his arse. He was so nervous but I could see he was excited. I rolled him on to his belly, opened his legs and put a ton of lube up his chute. I was careful but he still moaned a lot and kept pulling away. This really annoyed me so I shouted at him to keep fukkin still. I find young men/boys who are into Daddies react better when I take control and bark out orders. I forced my helmet through his ring and pushed half my cock into him. I rested my cock there for 10 minutes to get used to it then I slowly pushed into him. He was so fukkin tight that I was close to cumming just by entering him. I was deep in his hole which was so hot and so tight that I shot my load without thrusting. After I loaded him, I stayed inside his arse for 20 minutes telling him he did good and was no-longer a virgin. Drew still has a tight hole but now I mount him any time I want and thrust roughly into his arse and pump him as hard as I like - the way men should fuck!

The Vault always delivers. I just wish I could get there more often.

Absolutely LUV stinky/sweaty feet...snif, snif, lick, suck...soooooooo sexy!!!!! Big, big foot fetish here!!! I even have a foot tat (two feet) above my left nipple!!!👣🧦🥾😋

Alex, I’ll take “things that never happened” for $800

Yep once you had a cock it awakens the desires of ur lusting hole

us whiteboi faggots exist to serve the superior Black Male and their BBC without hesitation, consent, or limits

Absorb... obviously. I am a cumjunkie and if I get loaded up, there's no way I'm letting any of it go

I have many times. No questions asked. It felt so wrong on so many levels that it drove me to encourage them to be harder, rougher and crazier. My orgasms were absolutely insane.

Btms should never push out their cum except maybe to felch. Soom leakage may occur naturally, but most should stay inside.

Naill's pace was still as steady as it had been but by now he was beginning to sweat. The T, the heat of the room, the energy he was exerting, all adding to his perspiration. He had a grin on his face as he looked at the man he was mounting. "Fuck, you're beautiful" he moaned, "such a sexy body and hot ass." Niall turned and kissed the legs resting on his shoulders, running his tongue up and down the shins. Suddenly he grabbed Dave's right foot, brought it to his face and kissed the sole before sucking the toes. Looking down at the young man beneath him Niall was in no doubt he made the right call when he decided to make a move. Dave's hole felt so tight and warm as it squeezed his cock when he thrust. The boy was breathing heavily but Niall kept reassuring him how much of a tough man he was, "takes a real man to take it" he repeated, "good lad, you're a natural". Dave loved the praise he was getting from Niall, it made him feel special. He was so spun and horny, all he wanted was to make Niall feel good, to impress the older man. "Fuck!", he moaned fixing his eyes on Niall who was now increasing the pace and tempo of his thrusts. All he could think was, "God, I could ride this whore all night". Both men were now visibly wet from sweating, Niall was relentless in his pounding of Dave's hole, he was becoming more and more aggressive as he kept his apprentice pinned down beneath him. Dave was clearly on board at this point so Dave was able to really let loose. "Yeah, that's it boy, you take cock so well, gonna train you up properly". Looking up Dave could see drops of perspiration steadily drip from Niall's hairy torso, feeling them as they landed on his own smooth, moist skin. The high he felt was amazing, seeing the stud he admired looking down at him with an animal lust, no woman had ever made him feel this way. As Niall was now jackhammering into him Dave was starting to feel a bit more discomfort, "Aghhh, slow down he pleaded". Niall had no time for this, he moved his hands, his left moving on top of the younger man's chest while his right made its way to his throat, "Shhh, don't worry buddy, you'll be okay, you're a big strong boy. You can take it". "Oh yeah boy, you're so fucking sexy", Niall was moaning and breathing heavily now, he was close. Dave was taking slow, quick breaths, the hand around his throat making it difficult to fully catch his breath as his hands grasped the cushions under him. "Niall, man please, slow down" he managed to get out in between gasps. His words fell on deaf ears, Naill's eyes were blank, staring down on Dave, he was completely lost to horniness now, his teeth were gritted and sweat was flowing down his face, "Oh god you're so sexy, I'm so close". His breathing became shallower and this thrusts almost violent as he was reaching his finale. The room was near silent, Tommo watched wordlessly now, slowly stroking, the only sounds were Dave's groans and skin slapping skins as Niall moved back and forth into his younger apprentice. "Shit, I'm gonna blow", Dave's eyes widened, he suddenly sobered up realizing he hadn't considered the endgame of what he had gotten into. Niall's movements suddenly slowed but became harder as he neared his climax, his grip on Dave's throat tightened, preventing the nineteen year old from begging him to pull out. "Oh fuck" escaped Niall's lips as he blew. He stood rigid as his cock spasmed; multiple shots erupted into the apprentice's guts, filling him up. Niall fell on top of Dave, his head landing on his apprentice's shoulder, his cock still half hard, still inside the younger lad. Both men were breathing hard, Niall exhausted from his efforts, Dave in shock at taking another man's load inside him. Niall turned his head as he was catching his breath, "Fuck" he gasped, "not shot like that in a long time". With that he started nuzzling Dave's neck slowly bringing his lips to it, kissing it. This continued for some time as he alternated between kissing the younger lad and whispering praise to him, "You're such a good fuck", kiss, "Can't believe how well you take cock", kiss, "I'm so glad I got you over", kiss, "Don't worry buddy, I'm gonna take care of you", kiss. Dave was in a daze, he could hear Niall speaking, feel his lips on his neck, the older man's hands on his body, the cock inside him, feeling less full as it softened. His own cock was trapped up against Niall's stomach, still soft from the T but his horniness was real. His mind was cloudy, he knew he liked what had happened but at the same time he felt he shouldn't have. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as Dave, finally recovered enough, rose himself up and out of the man lying beneath him on couch. Stepping back Niall gave Dave another look, "God, what a sexy little fucker" he thought as the other man lay there, sweat drenched, cum slowly dripping from his ass. He turned to Tommo, "right, I need a break" he declared, gonna have a shower and a quick lie down. Need to recharge". Dave was regaining his awareness by now, he watched Niall's hairy ass exiting the room and began to sit up. "Oi, Oi, whatta boy", Dave turned his head, suddenly aware that he had forgotten about Tommo. "Alright Davey boy, my turn" Tommo said, giving Dave a wink while licking his lips.

Last Thursday I was in New Orleans on the Westbank for one night. Instead of my usual ass-up cumdump motel where I have welcomed many, many visitors to my room, I opted for a nicer hotel with a courtyard figuring that even though I carried all my supplies for it I wasn't going to have a lot of time for cumdumping with my planned early morning departure. I checked in at the front desk and heard some cheering from down the hall. The clerk told me it was National Talk Like a Pirate Day or something similar. When I passed the banquet room where the noise came from I looked in and saw a bunch of mostly Gen Z and millenials dressed up in pirate outfits with hats, eye patches, plastic swords, and, well, some went all out. I was amused but didn't think about it as I continued on to my room. A little while later I got something to eat and went back to my room. Already bored I decided to check Grindr when I noticed a couple, both tops, were 156' away so they must have been in the hotel. There was also a 20's versatile just over 200' away, also likely a guest in the hotel. I convinced myself to get up and douche and then see if any of them was interested in a bb bottom. I hadn't changed my default description which basically said "no talking pump, dump & go". Sure enough when I got out of the shower both the top couple and the versatile had been hitting me up. Okay. I can do this. The couple wasn't available for an hour as they were finishing some work business but the versatile was ready to play. After a few texts he was on his way down to my room. I prepped the room door so he could just push it open. I climbed on the bed with my jockstrapped ass in the air, took a couple hits of poppers and put on my blindfold. Some folks do not the bottom with a blindfold but that seems to be the minority in my experience. The door pushed open and was then closed. The rustle of a belt and the sound of a zipper being lowered are two of my favorite sounds. His hands rubbed my lower back as his cock started getting hard moving up and down my crack. He took the lube off the nightstand and fingered some into my hole. He pushed the tip in and started a slow penetration but went fully in balls deep, slightly painful but I knew it would be better in a minute. After a few thrusts, he pushed me forward off my knees so I was flat on the bed. He lay up on top of me and started some very smooth deep penetrations. He only lasted about 8-10 minutes but it was very massaging. I never felt him stiffen or heard him cum when he stood up. I asked if he were able to nut. I heard him laugh and he said, "yeah, three times." I laid there with the blindfold still on while he got dressed and left. I never saw him or his cock but I did my job. I sent him a thank you text and he replied with, "Thank you! I really enjoyed that!" I reached back and fingered my hole. I raised it to my nose and sure enough it had that bleach smell you get from some guy's cum. I knew he had loaded me good. I licked my fingers and went back to the app. My couple was on but said they would be another thirty minutes. I opened up BZ and started reading some more stories to keep me stimulated. Soon enough they were ready to visit me. I prepped the door again and got ready again ass up with the blindfold, poppers at the ready. They came in quietly, took a moment to assess the situation and both got undressed. One came around to the my head while the other decided to dip his tongue in the well. He immediately asked if I had a load in there which I gave a thumbs up. Without hesitation his tonque went back in deep trying to slurp up the remnanats of my previous visitor. As I'm sucking off his partner, the slurping top stopped and put his cock in. It was much fatter than the last one and I needed to pause until he got it all in, especially since the cum and lube had been sucked out of me. But he succeeded and the ride had begun while I continued to throat his partner's cut cock. A good spitroasting relaxes me completely and I was almost limp from the massages. It didn't take long before the one in my ass grabbed my hips hard, stiffened, and show his cream where it belongs. He then stood up and got dressed while his partner came around and filled the void. They were talking with each other as if I didn't exist until the second top emptied his balls inside me to join his partner's load. I stayed in position until they left. I rarely do but for some reason I was curious and looked out the edge of the curtain. Both me were dressed as pirates and were high-fiving by crossing swords as they walked away to their room. I played with their loads, stuck my plug in and fell asleep.

5. “Once boys like you take a load they’re addicted. They’ll never be able to get enough. As soon as your ex took my load he was lost, all he wanted was raw cock in his tight hole… and now that’s all you’ll want too. Next time I see you you’ll be lost in the cock lust that now rules his life.” Sir’s words echoed in my mind over and over again. It was like I was walking in a daze as I left his place. I drifted home feeling the slickness between my cheeks with every step. The adrenalin from taking my first load was subsiding, Sir had been right about that too, but it was quickly being replaced by something else. It had felt so good to take Sir’s load… I wanted to feel that again. I wanted to feel the stretch of a cock entering my hole. I wanted to fell the heat of a cum pumping into my guts. By the time I got back inside my apartment I was hard as a rock and my cock was leaking so much that there was a massive we spot in the front of my shorts. I stripped naked and collapsed on my bed exhausted. I suddenly felt as if all the energy had been sapped from my body. As though the exertion of giving in to Sir and taking my first raw cock had finally overcome me. With Sir’s load leaking from my hole I passed out. That night I slept like a rock, my dreams full of big dicked men, their hot loads being shot everywhere. My bedsheets were soaked with precum when I woke up the next morning my dick still drooling from my last dream. I stretched, sinking deeper into my bed. It was my off day, nowhere to be, no urgency in getting up. It surprised me to see that I had several texts from my ex waiting for me when I checked my phone. Curiously I opened the thread. “Sir told me that even though we aren’t together any more I was to still keep you updated on my journey. He wants you to see it. He won’t tell me why though, but that doesn’t matter. I think its hot too that you know the truth now.” Below that message was a picture of my ex in a sex sling, in a dark room lit mostly with red light. He was naked but for his chain collar and cage. His eyes were covered with an eye mask, and his arms and legs were connected to the chains that suspended the sling. In his exposed position it was easy to see the base of a thick plug stuffed in his once tight hole. The next message read, “Sir left me like this for all of yesterday afternoon while he bred some college twink. He said not to be jealous though, after all the loads I took yesterday my cunt needed a break.” Holy shit, I thought, my ex had been in that house the whole time Sir was fucking me. Had he heard me beg Sir for his load? Did he really not know it was me Sir had been fucking? There was one more picture in the thread, a selfie of my ex in the locker room at the college gym. He had his shirt off (he really was looking a lot more toned over the past few months, I guess he was going to the gym some of the times he claimed) and the front of his shorts pulled down exposing his cock cage. “Sir wanted me to send you my cage check from the gym too. Hope you liked it.” I immediately texted Sir. “Fuck, Sir… was my ex in your house while you were fucking me yesterday?” “Good morning boy,” came his response a few minutes later, “Yes. I left your ex in the playroom while I broke you in. He has no idea it was you though that I was fucking, and you’re going to keep it that way. All he knows is I was breeding some dumb horny college slut.” “I don’t know about dumb, but I am a horny college slut, Sir.” I replied cheekily. “You’ll be a dumb slut when I’m done with you… just like your ex.” “Fuck! Thank you Sir… do I really have to wait a few more days though? Sir. I’m so horny. I dreamed of cock all night. I’m ready. Please I want to get fucked again.” “I know you do boy but you’re not ready yet. For now enjoy how this feels, remember how good my cock felt sliding inside your tight hole… and enjoy your ex continuing to cuck you.” “Yes Sir.” “Good boy. I’ll make a faggot out of you yet.” I lay in bed for a moment lost in that thought. He’ll make a faggot out of me yet. That was all I wanted. I wanted to be his faggot. I texted my ex back, playing along with Sir’s game, “Fuck! That’s hot but isn’t that risky at the gym? What if someone saw you?” His reply came back a few minutes later, “That’s part of what made it so hot. I kinda wish someone had seen me.” “What would you have done then?” I was stroking my dick now, slowly rubbing my pulsing shaft. I had no intention of getting off but I was too hard to ignore. “Offered to suck them off in the showers!” He added a smiling devil emoji, “Sir says that boys like me are meant to be used and I should offer myself to any man who’s interested.” A big glob of precum leaked from my cock. “Fuck… its hot hearing you talk like that. Too bad I never knew what a slutty sub you are.” “You couldn’t have brought it out in me, no offence. I needed a real man to show me what I am. The first time Sir came inside me its like he flipped a switch. I just knew all of a sudden that nothing else would ever be enough. I needed to be used like that.” I knew exactly what he meant. Sir’s cock and load had awoken something in me. They had changed me irrevocably. I would never be the same. My ex had already known he was a bottom. Sir’s cock had taught me not only that I was meant to bottom but that I was meant to be bred. It was a cardinal need now, I craved it. I spent that whole day rubbing my cock, fingering my hole and watching progressively rougher and seedier porn; till sometime around midnight when I was pummeling my hole with four fingers I fucked a load out of myself and collapsed into the sticky mess on the bed. I lay there, naked and sweating, my own load drying against my skin, and fell asleep. The first text I received the next morning was another gym cage check from my ex. Followed by a video of him flat on his back, caged dick leaking onto his flat stomach, getting railed by a thick raw cock. It obviously wasn’t Sir fucking him, the guy had a narrow blond treasure trail and washboard abs. “Fuck! Who’s fucking you now?” I replied. “That was last night. Sir told me I was only allowed to wear jockstraps or briefs while at home… my roommate saw me and could see the cage. Turns out he’s got a thing for sub fags and ended up pumping a big load into my guts.” I remembered his roommate, six two, blonde and rippling with muscle. He and my ex had been randomly assigned roommates when freshmen year and had lived together ever since. We’d always talked about how hot he was and how unfortunate it was that he was straight. Apparently, we’d been wrong about the straight part. All it took was seeing my ex’s caged cock on display and suddenly he was balls deep in another guy. My cock throbbed. The whole scenario was so hot. “His dick’s so big,” came the next text from my ex, with a picture of his roommate’s cock laying across his face. He wasn’t lying it was the full length of his face and just as thick as Sir’s. It was a beautiful dick. My mouth watered. I wanted to suck it. I wanted to feel it inside me. I wanted to feel it pulsing as it unloaded in my hole. I was so mesmerized by the picture I almost forgot I had class and had to skip my shower just to make it on time. It wasn’t till I sat down in my lecture that I remembered I hadn’t taken a shower the day before, nor after I got home from Sir’s. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably realizing that I probably stunk of the load I’d let dry on my stomach last night, and Sir’s rough breeding two days before. But it also made me hard. It was like a small flash of what my ex had described feeling when he took those cage checks. The rush of people possibly knowing what a slut you are was intoxicating. It was a struggle to concentrate in my classes all day. It didn’t help that just before lunch I got a pic from my ex of him on his knees in a school bathroom sucking off a random guy and telling me how much he liked swallowing unknown men’s loads. By the time I got back to my apartment that night I only had one thing on my mind: Sir’s raw cock cuming inside me again. I stripped off as soon as I closed the door. In my bedroom I got on all fours in front of the full length mirror presenting my ass and took a picture over my shoulder. I sent it to Sir saying, “Please Sir! I’m ready. I need your raw cock inside me again!” “Almost boy,” he responded quickly. “But you’re not quite there. Maybe you should see if you can get your ex to tell you what he did to convince me he was ready for my cock again.” “Please Sir! I don’t know how much more desperate for your cock I could be. It’s all I’ve thought about all day. You were right! You’ve changed something in me. Unlocked something. I need it! I need your load inside me!” “I’m glad boy… You’re almost ready, but that’s not cock lust. Ask your ex. I told him he has to tell you the truth. Just remember, he can’t know you’re my new boy. I’m keeping that as a surprise.” I paused and then wrote, “Yes Sir. Thank you Sir!” “Good boy. You really are almost there. Let go, and you’ll find yourself where you need to be.” I paused, and then started texting my ex, carefully phrasing my question to not make my goal too obvious. “Hey, look. Its hot seeing you become this cumdump, but how did this start? This guy fucked you and then all of a sudden you were a cumdump?” “A little, lol.” He replied. “Sir picked me up at the gym. He was so hot I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I didn’t even really know what I was doing at the time. He told me to follow him and I did. He just had this power over me.” I couldn’t fault my ex for that, I knew exactly what he meant. Sir had gotten me over to his house and awoken the bottom in me too. “He took me back to his please, and like I did feel really really guilty but I also knew that I needed him. I begged him to fuck me, even after he told me he only fucked raw and didn’t pull out. Seeing him naked… I needed him. Once he bred me… it was like the whole world opened up for me and I was terrified. I basically ran out of there and back to you. I swore to myself I would never do anything like that again… but I also kept his load inside me. We were sitting on your couch watching a movie and I had his load inside me. I started texting him right then begging him to fuck me again but he told me I had to wait.” Holy shit! This was what I needed to hear. “Why did he tell you that?” “This turns you on doesn’t it? Finding out about how I made you an unwitting cuck?” “Yeah… kinda.” I replied, downplaying how much it all turned me on. I was turned on by the idea of Sir manipulating my mind too, and the power he had immediately held over me; but I was also turned on by the story of my ex’s decent, the secret he’d kept from me, how he had been transformed and I has been blind to all of it. “Fucking hot!” He sent a close-up photo of his cock leaking out of his cage. “It turns me on to finally tell you all of this too. I’m leaking so much out of my cage!” “Good pig… but why did Sir tell you that you had to wait?” I pressed. “He said he needed to test me, to make sure I really was the cumdump he thought I was. He told me once I was really lost in the cock lust he would fuck me again.” “So he just made you wait a few days?” “That was part of it. The day after he fucked me I was so horny I couldn’t think. I was begging him all day to fuck me. That night I jumped your bones and rode your wrapped cock till you blew in the condom but it didn’t scratch the itch in the slightest, no offence.” How could I take offence to that, now having had a raw cock in me I knew a condom covered cock would never satisfy me. “The second day I was even hornier. I texted Sir all day telling him I was ready. He said not yet and to give in.” I reveled at how similar our paths were becoming. “Finally on the third day I couldn’t take it any more. I needed to feel cum shooting inside me. If Sir wasn’t going to fuck me I had to find someone that would. I downloaded Scruff and within the hour found a guy a few blocks from my apartment. I never even asked his name. He had a thick cock and he was willing to breed me. I went over, road his cock, and took his load. It was bliss. On my walk home from his apartment I texted Sir. I felt guilty, like I’d cheated on him, but I’d been so horny I couldn’t help myself. It turns out that was exactly what Sir wanted. He wanted me desperate not just for his cock, but cock in general. My giving into that lust was what he was waiting for. He told me to come to his place right then. As soon as I got there he ripped off my clothes and bred me right there on the floor in front of his front door.” “Fuck! I thought it was just Sir’s loads you’d been taking till he locked you.” “Mostly Sir’s loads, and a few of his friends. That guy was the only random guy till this week. Now that I’m collared and locked though… all bets are off and no loads are refused.”

love them, especially if they are sweaty and in my face

Who craves BBC and being fag for black guys? - I do, ever since I was fucked by some Big Black Dick its all I crave on a daily basis, I am a whiteboi slut for it! Who has an interest in BNWO and Hardcore Raceplay? - Would be good to get something going for us whitebois to goon and [banned word] over. All white men need a big black dick in their ass and it shoved down their throat! Come on bois, lets hear from you!

Two years ago, I wrote "In Sickness" and published it here: I posted it from my previous account, which I deleted after some impulsive purging. When I decided to come back, especially after writing this prequel, BZ was going through its confirmation email issues, so I had to wait for them to be resolved. Now I'm back, though, and I'm excited to share this one! "Scorpioned" happens before "In Sickness" and while "In Sickness" is narrated by the character Casey, "Scorpioned" is narrated by Brett. There's only three parts to it, and don't worry, there is a sex scene. I've also decided to write the sequel, and that'll come soon! It's up to you which one you want to read first, but if you've already read "In Sickness", I'm sure you'll like some of the callbacks! Please enjoy. ☣️❤️ –––––––––––––––––– Part -2 (minus 2): We don't go by names around here “Damn, babe, your hairline’s receding already.” “How flattering of you.” I responded. That was my ex-boyfriend, James. In hindsight, he was a cunt. In hindsight, I kinda hated him. But in hindsight, I was too scared to be alone to let go of him. James was my first boyfriend. We met in college, but we didn’t hang out until someone invited both of us to a party. He didn’t pay attention to me very often in the party, and kept on misnaming me “Brent” for the whole night, but he talked to me more once he got drunk. He convinced me to have sex with him; originally I didn’t want to, but I caved. I was still a virgin at the time, but I didn’t tell him that. The sex was good, despite him being drunk. We kept on talking afterwards and eventually started our relationship. I loved him, but subconsciously I could tell he wasn’t as interested anymore. He respected me less, hung out less with me, he’d stay multiple nights with “friends” (he was cheating on me) instead of at our apartment. But I couldn’t bring myself to accept that the James I met in that party wasn’t here anymore. “I’m just being honest with you, princess. I can help you pay for the hair plugs if you want.” “What if I don’t want that? And I told you I don’t want you to call me princess.” “Yes you do, it’s not like anyone likes a balding dude. Good thing the lights won’t be bright over there.” “I still don’t know if I want to fuck just about anyone. Do you wanna get fucked by just about anyone?” “Don’t be a prude, dude, it’ll be fine! Or are you getting cold feet, princess?” “Stop it with the princess.” “If you’re ready get in the car, unless you’re a pussy.” I got in my car as a passenger and he drove us to this large house in the suburbs, where the music was loud. The door was open, so I guessed the orgy hadn’t started yet. We got in, got some drinks, and talked with the guys that had already arrived. Soon enough, the door and blinds were closed, the music volume increased, and some men were making out in the horizon. The orgy was starting. “Aww, you’re nervous, princess?” James asked. “A bit, but we’re here already, so why worry?” I answered in the middle of an eyeroll. “That’s the spirit, babe! Let’s do it!” I got close to him to kiss him, and he… just walked away to find another top. That shook me a bit, and I kinda retreated back. I felt a bit hurt. I stayed by the bar for a bit, until one of the other guys came up to me. He was this hairless, brown twink wearing an orange jockstrap, with medium-length black hair and hazel eyes. He was holding a glass pipe with some shard of Tina in. I don’t do that stuff, but I don’t mind if others do, I guess. “Hey handsome, why you so serious?” He said flirtatiously while rubbing my arm. “Oh, I’m just, uh, enjoying the view…” “You’re the only one remaining fully clothed, you come here alone?” “No, I came with my boyfriend. He’s over there.” I pointed at James. “Oh, him? He’s popular with the tops, isn’t he? You bagged a nice piece of ass! Look at him gobbling all those cocks. He was just like that last time.” “Last… time?” This shocked me. I thought, he must be talking before we were dating, right? They might be friends, right? “Yeah! I’ve never talked to the guy since I exclusively bottom, but I’ve seen him around. Anyway, why don’t you let your man have his fun and come to the other side with us? You can leave your clothes over here with the barman.” He said while groping my dick through my underwear. I didn’t know what to think at that point, I had so many emotions running though my head. But I didn’t want to think about that stuff at all anyway. I downed the cocktail I was drinking, took off most of my clothes, and mindlessly followed the guy. I’ll deal with that shit later. “What’s your name, by the way?” I asked the bottom. “We don’t go by names around here, prince. Let that big cock do the introductions.”

Yes, I need it, wanna be fed regularly 💧💋💧

When I take loads I keep 'em

i'm still hoping to be #4

The next morning I woke up with a massive wood. And the plug was still in my cumy hole. I touched my stomach and smiled. That toxic load had all night to do its work and convert me into a POZ slut. But I had to get up and get ready for work. I stepped into the bath tub to take a shower. Before I turned on the water I pulled the bud plug out. It left my boy cunt gaping wide open and last night's cum loads flowed out of my ass. I watched in awe how much sperm the guys pumped into my guts last night. A big puddle gooey cum collected in the bathtub. It felt a little sad that all that spunk left my body. Including the one that was almost certain POZ. But my slut instinct told me what to do. I knelt down and slurped that toxic puddle up and swallowed it! Nothing compares to the hot taste of cum. Now that sperm is going to stay in body even longer. I made sure nothing of that toxic fluid was wasted. When I got up and turned on the shower I came spontaneously without even touching my boner.

Would love to chat and hear about your experiences, likes, loves and all things feet!

Just ordered a new one with the caped end.

I always feel like the odd man out, but not a fan of slings at all whether I’m the bottom or top, I find them a turnoff.

Fuck yeah it is. The dirtier sleazier the better

Just did it last weekend in a guy in Antwerpen at the „boots“. „Can you feel it?“. „Yesss!“.👌

Welcome to your upgrade, Kevin

Getting Away, Part 2 Matt is getting dressed for the Moonlight Swim and camp fire. Paul comes out of the bathroom and says, “Who did you clean out for?” Matt blushes a bit. Paul slaps Matt’s ass and says, “The enema in the shower was a good clue.” Matt says, “You know me, I always like to be prepared. But, I am hoping to have some fun tonight. There are a lot of hot guys here.” Paul says, “I already got some this afternoon. A cute college guy who is here this weekend with his roommates. Apparently the roommates are all bottoms.” Paul chuckles and says, “That is going to just be a disaster when they get back to campus and are competing for the same pool of available tops.” Matt always enjoys the way Paul revels in being a top. The top to bottom ratio almost always favors the tops wherever they are. Paul takes advantage of it and likes to have bottoms compete for his attention. Paul is already dressed in a bathing suit and open shirt and flip flops. Matt is still trying to decide what to wear. He wants to wear the white speedos to show off for Snake, but he knows that no one will see the effects of them at night. He has a really skimpy blue pair, but those don’t seem right. He also has a bathing suit that ties in the front like football pants. Paul is lounging in the living room watching Matt pick out an outfit. Paul starts teasing Matt about how much time he’s taking. Paul says, “Will it help you decide if I fuck you? Your naked ass is turning me on.” Matt laughs and says, “Fuck off.” Matt decides on the blue speedos with some shorts over them and an open shirt. Matt puts some condoms in his shorts pockets and says, “Ok. I’m ready.” Paul says, “What are the condoms for?” Matt says, “I don’t really know anyone here and I don’t know……I kinda feel like I should play safe.” Paul shrugs and says, “Whatever makes you happy.” The boys start walking to the Moonlight Swim. Matt asks Paul if he wants a condom and Paul says, “No. That college twink let me blow my load up his ass earlier. I’m going to see how many other bottoms have my cum in their ass by the end of the weekend.” Matt chuckles and calls Paul a slut. Paul says, “Bottoms can do what you are doing and bring condoms, ask me to wear them, etc. But I bet most won’t this weekend. Just like the guys we know from the bars. I can’t remember the last time a bottom who asked me to wrap it up. Probably that 35-year-old dude I fucked from AOL a couple times last year. He was so gorgeous, but that condom thing was annoying.” Matt chuckles and says, “That guy was fucking ridiculously hot. I remember when we met him. I thought you were going to actually drool on him.” They laugh. As they near the pool, Matt feels self-conscious about his outfit. He asks Paul how he looks and Paul says, “Matt you look great. As always.” Matt says, “I think I should wear the football tie trunks. I’m going to run back and change.” Paul shrugs and watches Matt run back to the cabin. Paul goes to the pool area and starts to mingle. In a couple minutes, Paul has a drink in his hand and is chatting with some of the guys. Matt gets back to the cabin, strips off and puts on the other trunks and a different shirt and at the last minute decides to put on sneakers because he has a feeling he’s going to wind up in the woods later tonight. Matt smiles, grabs his towel, and runs out the door. Matt jogs back to the pool area. The music is on, Matt finds Paul and gets introduced to a few guys. Matt doesn’t see Snake around and is a bit disappointed, but there are plenty of other guys to flirt with. Matt decides that Paul was right….no one knows Matt here. He doesn’t have the same stigma as a bareback slut, cumdump, bottom whore, etc that he has back home. For the first time in a while, Matt feels like no one is judging him. As the night goes on, Matt gets in the pool and realizes how handsy the moonlight swim is going to be each night. Guys have rubbed his ass, brushed his cock, stroked his chest and abs, massaged his shoulders. Matt is enjoying the attention. He even allowed a guy to loosen the ties on his trunks and stroke his cock as he rubbed his ass on the guys barely concealed speedo clad cock. It was only seeing Snake walk through the area that kept Matt’s trunks on. Snake walked through sweaty and dirty and had a smear of soot or something on his clothes and on his cheek. Matt’s cock jumped on seeing Snake. Matt got out of the pool, retied his trunks, grabbed his towel and walked over to the fire pit area. Snake smiled seeing his prey walking toward him. Snake thought to himself, “this hot twink is going to be the easiest guy I’ve turned out all summer.” The other couple guys at the fire pit were regulars at the camp site. They saw the sexy twink walking toward them and hoped this was Snake’s weekend project. Snake introduced Matt around to the guys. Snake went off to get some more wood and pile it nearby for ready access during the fire pit. Snake leans into Matt and says, “If I get enough wood for the fire pit now, we can sneak away and they won’t be looking for me to get more wood for awhile.” Matt asks if Snake needs some help. Snake says “Naw babe. Carrying all this wood keeps me in shape for you.” The guys all laugh at that. Matt talks with the other guys as they watch Snake bring over some more wood. A bit later some twink comes over to the group looking annoyed and asking for Snake. One of the guys says, “Here’s trouble.” The guys point toward Snake who is carrying more wood toward the fire pit. The twink walks right up to Snake and starts talking to him. He looks really upset. Matt is watching and curious about what he sees and is getting anxious. Matt starts thinking that, like Paul says, this twink might be in competition for “his top.” The guys Matt is standing with see that Matt is getting anxious. One says, “Don’t worry kid. Snake is monogamous with his weekenders.” Another says, “Yeah. One guy each weekend.” They all laugh. “One bottom anyway,” says another. Then the first guy looks at the last guy who spoke and says, “When were you his bottom? One July weekend last summer.” Still laughing that guy says, “That was one fucking wild and slutty weekend.” Matt is not laughing. He is just staring at the guys now. The July bottom sees that Matt is not enjoying the conversation and he pulls Matt aside. “Hey. Don’t think about things too much,” he says, “Sure. Snake has a reputation of getting around, but it’s all in good fun. You are up for the weekend. He works here. It’s not like you thought this was going to be your new boyfriend right?” Matt says, “Yeah. I mean I guess you’re right. It’s just weird hearing that I’m a piece of meat to Snake.” July bottom says, “Aren’t you treating Snake the same way though? Were you going to send him love poems on Monday?” He smiles at Matt, then continues. “If you get upset about casual sex, you’ll end up being like that guy over there all sad that Snake isn’t going to stuff his holes all weekend. Or you can just go with the flow and have fun.” Matt shrugs. He supposes that the guy is right about all this, but he can’t help feeling a little disturbed by the whole thing. July bottom rubs his hand down Matt’s back to the top of his swimsuit and says, “Or we could have some fun. I’m not as big as Snake, but I fuck ass really well.” Matt looks at the guy, early 30s, trim build and a thin, angular face. Matt considers the offer, but then thinks about Snake’s cock. Matt says, “Can I take a raincheck?” They both laugh. Matt feels okay again about things. He is calming down. In his own mind, Matt realizes he was judging Snake for being a slut. Which is the exact same thing Matt is upset about guys judging him for being. Matt decides to let Snake fuck him. Besides, he brought condoms. No problems there. The fire pit starts and there is some guy from the camp site in charge. When the fire gets going, Matt sees Snake go to the guy in charge and talk. Snake comes over and says, “Come meet my boss. Then we can get away for a few minutes.” Matt comes over to meet the boss. He says his name is Richard, not Rich or Richie, or whatever. The guy welcomes Matt to the camp site and asks if Matt is having a good time. Matt says yes and that everyone is so friendly. Richard says, “Matt, have you ever been in a place filled with gay men who weren’t friendly toward you? You are young, attractive and have an awesome body that you are showing off tonight. I think everyone in the camp site would love to fuck you.” Matt blushes but doesn’t know what to say. Richard turns to Snake and says, “Adrian I need you back in 20 minutes or so. There is something causing the wood to burn fast. I think the fire is getting too much air.” Matt follows Snake/Adrian away from the fire pit. They walk until they are in a dark part of the grounds, not as far as the woods, they can’t see the crowd really, but they can make out figures and hear the music and hum of the conversation. Snake says, “Damn you look so sexy in this swimsuit. I always wanted to fuck a guy wearing those football pants.” He pulls at the strings. Snake leans in and kisses Matt for the first time. Matt reaches out and rubs Snake’s muscled arms. Snake gets Matt’s strings/laces open and says, “Take those off.” Snake takes Matt’s towel and lies it on the grass. Snake takes off his shorts and boxers and lies down. Matt gets out of his swimsuit and now, naked except for his sneakers he bends over to take Snake’s fat cock into his mouth again. Snake lies back and looks at the stars and says, “Fuck there is that great mouth again.” Matt takes encouragement from his top and starts really going to town on Snake’s cock. Taking it all the way into his throat, choking on it some, his spit coating the cock. A few minutes in, Snake says, “Babe. You gonna give me that ass?” Matt grabs his swimsuit to get a condom and straddles Snake in one motion. His ass rubs on the cock and Snake says, “Yeah babe. That’s it. You want that cock in you right?” Matt says, “Yeah I do. I want to feel you inside me.” Matt feels his swimsuit for the pockets and it’s like a light goes off in his head. He realizes he changed swimsuits and left the condoms in his other shorts at the cabin. Matt says, “Do you have a condom? I just realized I left mine at the cabin.” Snake says he doesn’t. Snake’s hands are on Matt’s slender hips and is rubbing his cockhead on Matt’s hole. Matt says, “I promised to be good this weekend. I can run to the cabin and be back in a few minutes.” Snake says, “Hey. It’s no big deal babe. But I can’t wait for all that. You heard my boss. I need to be back in a few minutes.” Matt bites his lip. Snake rubs his cock on the bottom boy’s crack. He can tell Matt wants to sit on his dick. Snake says, “It’s fine. We don’t have to fuck. If you want to wait until we have condoms, I’m okay with that. I like good boys.” Snake smiles at Matt and leans up on his elbows to kiss him. Matt relaxes into the kiss and Snake feels the inevitable happen. Matt’s hole relaxes around Snake’s cock head and he starts to sit down on the cock. Snake let’s Matt realize that he is letting a cock inside him without a condom. He looks up at Matt and watches Matt’s face as he struggles with the size and his decision to ride it bareback. The saliva coated cock slides into Matt’s ass easily because Matt has been so turned on all night. He looks at the soot-smeared, sweaty face in front of him. Matt knows this guy fucks a lot of guys. A new guy every weekend. Matt knows he shouldn’t keep riding this cock without protection. Matt continues to sit on the cock taking more and more into him though and looks into Snake’s eyes as he does it. The cock hits Matt’s prostate and Matt takes in breath. He has almost the whole cock in him now. Snake smiles and kisses Matt. He knows the bottom boy won’t be thinking about that condom now. It’s the same every weekend, the bottom always mentions a condom but almost always give it up bareback. Snake has watched over a dozen men this summer alone struggle with the decision to forego the condom. The only two questions in Snake’s mind tonight are will he take my load; and will he beg for my load if he takes it. Snake almost cums imagining this preppy twink begging for his load. Snake lies back on the towel and lets Matt ride his cock. Matt is feeling this large cock, larger than Paul’s cock, stretch his ass. He is getting used to it and riding it at the same time. It doesn’t hurt but the size is a bit uncomfortable. Matt keeps sliding up and down and realizes that Snake’s pre-cum must be lubing his ass because it’s starting to slide easier. He’s liking it more now. Matt puts his sneakers flat on the ground and starts sliding his tight runner ass faster on Snake’s cock. Matt is starting to think if he should ask Snake to pull out to cum. Matt is conflicted about it. He knows nothing about this dude except that he has a big dick and is fucks a lot of ass. But, Matt loves it when guys cum in his ass. He’s thinking about it as he rides Snake’s cock. Snake says something, but Matt is too distracted to hear him. Matt asks Snake to repeat it. Snake says, “I’m going to cum soon if you keep riding me like this.” Matt says, “Do you want me to stop?” Snake says, “Do you want to stop?” Matt says, “No.” Decision made. Snake says, “Tell me what you want.” Snake wonders if the bottom will say it. Most of the bottoms Snake fucks either aren't ready to admit what they want or aren’t slutty enough to say they want the cum in their ass. Doesn't stop almost every bottom from taking his load up their ass though. Matt wonders if he should get off this cock now before Snake cums up his unprotected ass. Matt is totally focused now on the word “unprotected.” He is about to get off Snake’s cock before he cums. Snake licks his hand and spits on it. He wraps it around Matt’s cock. The calloused hands are rough in just the right ways on Matt’s cock. Matt is now totally focused on blowing his load. Matt moans loudly. Snake says, “Tell me what you want.” Matt, without a second thought now, loudly says “Cum in my ass.” As he says it, Matt cums on Snake’s chest and face. Matt shoots far onto the grass. Snake, feeling the contractions in Matt’s ass, shoots his load in Matt’s ass. Matt says, “Fuck I can feel you shooting in me. It is so warm.” Snake smiles. He’s pleased that this preppy twink asked for his load. That made his night.

Doesn't white lips around a big black dick look so good, this it how it should be.

Update: 🐷 had a great visit to the bathhouse. It received 32 loads during the session. It took one load in it's ass while in the swing, one strictly all over it's face while a dozen men watched and 30 down it's faggot throat. Several times it had two cocks in it's mouth and one or two in it's hands. It sucked on 48 different cocks, including 7 huge BBCs. All this in less than 24 hours. All with other men watching.

I just finished building this - I refer to it as a czech fantasy box. Was inspired by a kink porn where a girl is in it at a party. Built it sow it breaks down for transportation. Now aim looking for someone to christen it M or F. Here’s the inspiration- if anyone is near the twin cities and is interested send me a msg.

Despite having an open relationship for many years, I felt quite constricted to live it out to the full. I knew he’d agreed to it. But, I thought my husband had only done so grudgingly. So, I was extremely discrete with my wayward dalliances, and kept them quite infrequent. One of my infrequent fuck buddies knows my partner quite well. This friend told me that he’d been lunching with my partner one day when both knew I was away having sex with another guy. This buddy assured me, time and again, that my partner talked openly about what I was doing and his comfort level with my finding sex with others. Recently that fuck buddy and I had a five week road trip together. It felt so free to talk about and have sex with a large number of guys almost every day. I found myself wishing I had this sense of freedom more often and wondered if I could lower my caution around my partner. My partner was his warm, loving self when I got home and was delighted, I’d had such a good time. As my attitude and acceptance of fulfilling my sexual needs clicked in it was as if a billboard lit up on my forehead announcing my availability. The weekend after the road trip my partner and I boarded our local commuter train to enjoy a weekend in the bigger city nearby. A good-looking straight couple sat across the isle from me. My husband was sitting facing me so didn’t have as good a view of the couple. The young man was wearing very baggy short shorts, commando. His ample balls and nice size and shaped cock were on full display from my angle. At first, I was quite shy trying to hide that I had noticed. But when he started openly playing with his privates and smiling at me, I knew I was being too cautious. I decided to head to the washroom and sure enough he followed me. He rushed into the tiny cubicle behind me and locked the door. He was crouching as he whispered loudly, ‘We don’t have much time.’ He was quickly opening my fly and fishing out my hardening cock. Soon it was deep down his warm throat and growing to it’s full 8 inches. He was either extremely sex starved, extremely talented at giving head, or both. He put up no resistance to my hands going to the back of his head to add some control to a vigorous face fuck. He had no gag reflex, and I was certain his tonsils were getting a workout they enjoyed by the muffled moans of gratitude. I stopped caring if people outside the small bathroom cubicle could hear. I didn’t bother asking or announcing when my balls began to churn. I just let loose with the most amazing ejaculation, flooding his throat. He didn’t pull off and swallowed every drop. He stood, kissed me, straightened his clothing and quickly left. When I got back to my seat it was pretty clear he hadn’t kept his little tryst a secret. His girlfriend smiled and winked at me. She pulled a large lolly pop out of her purse, made sure I was watching, and proceeded to demonstrate filatio with it. Her boyfriend had a great laugh. For the next twenty minutes the two openly flirted with me. My partner was oblivious. The boyfriend just got bolder and bolder showing off his cock and balls. He was now stimulating himself to a full erection which didn’t fit in his short baggy shorts. Carefully tucking his rod in he got up and walked past me down the isle. I excused myself from my partner and found myself following this gorgeous young hunck to the same bathroom cubicle. It was my turn to follow in, lock the door and drop to my knees. His baggy shorts were already around his ancles and his magnificent cock right at my mouth level. I gently sucked at the head and played with the slit with my tongue when he said. “I love that, but we don’t have a lot of time.” His hands were on the back of my head as he directed a powerful face fuck. His ridged cock felt amazing driving into my mouth and down my throat. I did the best I could to keep from gagging. It wasn’t long before I could tell from his ragged breath what was cuming my way. I doubled down my efforts and was soon rewarded with a mouthful of his salty sweet man juices. He had already pulled up his shorts and left before I had a chance to swallow. When I got back to my seat his girlfriend gave me the double thumbs up sign. As we were leaving the train I felt someone at my right shoulder. The girlfriend whispered in my ear, “Thank you. Every now and then he just needs cock and cum in his mouth. He also loves a man draining him. You’ve set us up for a great weekend. Thanks again.” I guess it was mutual, because I felt this was a very good start for my weekend in the big city. I had growing confidence in the billboard flashing on my forehead.

The side effects of PrEP aren't fictional, but they're not something everyone experiences, and they're something your doctor should be monitoring, in any event. It's not like you take PrEP for a month and suddenly your kidneys fail; rather, in SOME people, their kidney functions are gradually impaired, and if that's the case, you can ask to be switched from an oral medication to Apretude (the long-lasting injectable PrEP that does not have the impact on your kidneys that oral PrEP *may*). And each Apretude injection lasts for two months, so you go in six times a year for a shot, and that's it. But you may find that PrEP doesn't impact your renal function at all.

This is a problem I never thought of; I just wake and go to sleep thanking god for a husband who feasts on me every day! Has there been any problem for me to keep myself ready all the time? None! Maybe I’m just the lucky genetic recipient and taking fiber tablets and deep-cleaning regularly doesn’t affect my health the way some mention. Yay me! It’s more than just the frequency of sex; we’re a married couple still (maybe more) deeply in love. We fuck other guys recreationally often too; but my hunky younger husband looking at like dinner and going hard when he does it is a huge turn-on for me. And days away from turning 54 he makes my body function like a teenager. An example: when we’re not together he’ll often send me a test with a selfie of his obscene bulge in his clothes or his hard-on out and tell me what his intent is for when we’re together again; often that is when we’re meeting-up someplace. He always follows-through. Yeah it’s worth every bit of the effort to keep my hole ready and to live with being sore. EVERY BIT! ❤️😈🐷🍆🍆🍆💦💦💦💦💦💦💦 Not bad for capitalizing on the randos that come along either; gym and other places! 🐷😈🍆💦

From a BDSM standpoint these make zero sense to me as they are. They absolutely prevent any effective skin-to-skin pleasure, so what’s in it for the Top to get his cock abraded? I could understand a Sadist wanting to use one, but I would think someone would have come up with one with a comfortable inner lining for the Top. The entire function of the thing seems to be to cause physical distress to the bottom/submissive, and, if anyone is honest, we’re talking about physical damage, because everything about a guy’s gut is delicate on the inside. You can’t take a fucking cheese grater to it and expect it to be unscathed. So, again, from a BDSM standpoint it kind of skates close to thin ice about being Safe or Sane. I’m not even going to touch the “good for conversion” comments except to point out that that shit belongs in the Backroom, not here.

11-20 loads all gratefully swallowed. Spent the day in a sleazy gay bar in the north west of the UK. I was living with my gf at the time but had the chance to get away for a few days. I'd been horny for cock for ages and I jumped at the chance. Got to the bar at lunchtime, had a spliff on the way in and a beer when I got there. Nice little buzz going and I hadn't cum in few days. Been edging and looking at porn but keeping my cum. After 3 days of not cumming I get well horned up. Toilets and action where downstairs. Mostly older guys (I was in my 30s) but I've always loved older dudes. So i spent the day. Had another beer or two but I didn't want to get drunk. Just nicely buzzed. There's one big fella, late 40s rugby build. We got on dead well. He was with his mates but he'd catch my eye when he was heading downstairs for a piss. Lots of deep kissing that just went on. Maybe the best kisser I've ever met. Then I'd get on my knees and suck the cum out of his fat cock. Happy as fuck. I got 5 loads out of him that day. The party ended when I was busted by security on my knees sucking a hung Harry potter lookalike with a granddaddy type (who sadly did not look like a wizard) directing how I sucked young Harry's dick. It was hot as fuck and we were all right into it. I was in cocksucker lust when dipshit fucking security walked in and kicked us all out! I'd spent a fair bit of cash that day (soft drinks aren't cheap!) and made a lot of their customers happy. The barstaff even stuck up for me because I was respectful and I tipped well. Great day.