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I was such a good brat, I thought to myself. I tried so hard to fight him off, convince him I didn't want to be pounded raw. And now, here I am, back arched and legs spread, his cock thrust deep into me (again). A second thick, warm toxic load shooting deep into my little neg ass. Me, begging and pulling him deeper. How did it get here? --- 3 hours earlier --- Any time I find myself horny and in heat I always end up at the gym. I'm not even really a gym bro, but I've found that my little ass on display in the locker rooms and my flexible arches at the machines does all the advertising I need. I never go home alone. Tonight would be no different. It had been weeks since I was properly fucked. Now, you should know, I am not an easy fuck. In fact, I am a full on brat. I like to resist and fight and make the boy dominate me and force me into beautiful submission. Once he puts in the proper effort, I eventually give in to all his desires and let him use me however he wants. But he has to claim me, he has to make me submit to him. Many a nice guy has tried to save me, but I am not interested in that. Not at all. Glancing around the locker room I took stock of a few candidates, making sure to hold eye contact long enough to send a message. I jaunted out of there, knowing full well that a few pairs of eyes were locked on my ass. I headed to stretch and then began my short low-weights workout. After all, I am not here to build muscle. I need to stay thin and weak and easily broken. After an hour and not being approached I was feeling a bit frustrated. Usually it doesn't take this long. Just as I was ready to throw in the towel and head home, I turned and nearly ran into a large, muscular man. He was big and black and I knew right away I'd never be able to fight him off for long with those muscular arms. Before we uttered a word my cock was getting hard. He seemed to take note as he glanced down and smiled. "Are you ready to get out of here?" he asked - very straightforward. In true brat form I simply replied "why would you think that?" and tried to blow past him. His hand caught my arm, hard, as he pulled me back into view. "I know what you need little boy. Now let's go" he growled. That's more like it. "I won't make it easy" I teased back. He simply nodded and, without letting go of my arm, started walking to the door, with me in tow. Off to a good start. We grabbed our stuff from the locker room and I noticed a few guys watching us. Must be jealous I thought. I liked it. But as we headed to leave, one guy leaned in and whispered "hey be careful". Confused, I laughed and ignored him. He probably has no idea what a brat I am. If this guy is known to be rough, that's just a bonus for me anyway. We headed down to the garage and I reached for my keys. "You don't need those. I'll drop you back here when I'm done with you" he said and pulled me towards his car. He put me in the backseat and closed the door. Maybe others would be nervous now. I'm just getting hornier. We arrive at his place, an apartment on the south side of the city. It's a small building, pretty average. Decent street, nothing that screams run. I enter with him. His place is modest but clean and nice. He pours me a drink while I glance around. Handing me the drink he says "So any limits slut?" staring right into my eyes. I take a sip, maintaining eye contact, and simply reply "You'll have to find out, but I'm not letting you fuck me". He laughs and finishes his drink. I finish mine. not a moment after I set the glass down, he grabs me, hard, and pushes me into the wall. I push back, surprising him, I manage to get free. I don't get far. His hands grab my hips and pull me back into him. I feel his muscles, his hard cock, his breathe against my neck. He isn't going to let me go easily. I am rock hard. "Oh I think you want this bad. You can't put up a fight forever." he whispers in my ear. "No! Let me go" I manage to fake a struggle. He isn't buying it. I'm just getting more and more turned on - too quickly I think to myself, you can't melt this easily for him. I try to pull away again. No luck. His hands begin to wander. He unbuttons my pants to find my rock hard cock. The game is up. As he undresses me, still holding me tight, a moan escapes my lips. "That's it, let the fight go out of you now" I can hear the smile in his voice. Fuck. My pants drop to the floor. My shirt comes right off me. I'm limp and all the fight has gone, much faster than usual. I'm hard and a moaning mess as his hands explore my body. In this haze I somehow didn't notice all this time he has been inching my back to his bedroom. We're at the door now. His bed only feet away. NO I catch myself and grab hold of the door frame. "LET ME GO" I try to say with force but instead it comes out like a horny begging tone. He pries my hands from the door and forcefully pushes me in and closes the door. "The fight is over, you're mine." he undresses himself quickly. My eyes can't help but dart to the huge hard cock that has now sprung from his pants. Fuck me, it's bigger than any cock I've taken. Before I know it he's pushing me to the bed. "I don't use lube so you better suck me off boy". By this point I know he's right. I'm pinned down by him, naked, hard, and in his bed. It's over. I open my willing mouth and he smiles as he releases me so I can sit up. He stands at the edge of the bed and guides his cock right down my throat. I choke. "Good boy. Take it all" and continues to fuck my mouth to the point even I could not enjoy it. I choke and slobber over the half of his cock he cant fit in my mouth. "That'll have to do" he looks down at me. My resistance was building back up now, tears in my eyes from the mouth fucking I just took. "you're not fucking me with that". "Oh yes I am" and with that he pushed me down again. I tired to close my legs, I tried to dodge his thrusts, but we both knew this could only end one way. He easily forced my legs apart, eliciting another deep moan, and expertly found my hole and pushed in. I felt a pop and much to my own surprise, he pushed all the way in in a single thrust. It hurt so badly I let out a loud yelp. He held himself there, balls deep for a minute, letting me adjust to his girth. "I'm going to start slow for you, because I know I'm big. But I'm telling you know boy, by the end I'm going to be pounding you. I will break you. I will breed you. There is nothing you can do to stop it. So just accept it". I couldn't manage any words now as the pain seared, and he took that as acceptance enough. True to his word he started with slow deep thrusts and as I relaxed and gave in, he picked up the pace. I could feel my back arching as the pain turned to pure bliss. He was fucking me SO hard and so damn deep. I was in a haze as I finally let my brat go, and moaned a loud long "oh god yes!". He no longer cared. His attention was solely focused on pounding my little ass into oblivion now. He had won. I submitted to him. It was only now that I noticed the large scorpion on his chest. I'd seen it before, but didn't really know what it was. I figured he's just dom as fuck and I loved it. He was breaking me and I was loving it. His pace became a big ragged now and I could tell he was getting close. We never discussed condoms or anything, he was deep in me raw. I'd put up no resistance to this. Now that the fight had left me I was fully submissive and I wanted his load planted in me. He had earned it, he had earned me. "Give it to me, breed me already" I moaned up at him. His eyes seemed to flash with excitement as he pushed deep inside me and let out a wild roar as he shot his load inside me. FUCK it was big. I could feel his warmth spread inside me. He'd done it, he'd cum in me bareback. He collapsed next to me, thank god. He might have crushed me if he'd stayed on top of me. We both lay there panting, sweating, his cum slowly sliding out of me. "That was hot. It's been a minute since a guy barebacked me" I said, looking over. "I think I pumped you pretty full" he laughed. "You're on prep right?" he asked nervously. "No I've never been on prep" I replied innocently. He sat up quickly and stared at me. "Well I just pumped you full of poz cum boy. I'm completely detectable. You didn't know?". I felt my stomach lurch and shook my head back in reply. We both sat there in silence for what felt like eternity. Both processing what had just happened and how each might react. I had always thought this could happen, and I wasn't a chaser but I also never considered going on prep. I guess you could say I wasn't opposed to being poz but I wasn't seeking it either. Too late now, I guess. My ass is on fire and I can see the familiar mix of cum and blood on his cock. He was big and definitely ripped me open with his rough fuck. Any chance of dodging his toxic load was laughable. As this all raced through my head I did the only thing I could think to do. I leaned over and kissed him and said "it's okay, you can cum in my neg ass again". He looked shocked as I climbed on top of him and pressed his already hardening cock back inside me, feeling it fill me again. His cum running freely out of me and lubing him up and letting him slide into me with ease. All I remember him saying is "Oh fuck boy, you'll be pozzed for sure if we continue" as his bare toxic cock slid in and out of me with ease. He wasn't stopping, and neither was I. This time no resistance, all the brat broken out of me, I rode his cock willingly. I was prepared to take his poz loads....willingly. He clearly was turned on by my silence - as I continued to ride his cock. I could tell he needed to dominate me so I let him flip me over, my legs wrapping around him, and he buried himself in me again. As he shot another load into me I couldn't resist begging for it. After all, if I was going to get converted tonight, I might as well make the most of it. So here we are, his poz cock deep inside me - raw. Me, moaning and begging for his load. His cum already deep inside me, converting me. My last neg load shooting all over my chest as he continued to pound me hard. Now I knew what the scorpion was. And as he shot a second toxic load deep inside me, I knew it had stung me good.

Long time listener, first time caller. Decided to give back with this story. So i hope your enjoy. Cody had always been a bottom, and a particularly slutty one at that and he loved the feeling of a hard cock sliding into him, the sensation of being filled, the power of submission. Today, he had ventured out to the local sauna, on the outskirts of the city a place known for its liberal attitudes and steamy encounters. The sauna was busy, the air thick with steam and the scent of sweat and desire, walking in, his eyes scanning the room, he spotted an assortment of older thick and muscular men, hair slick from the saunas steam, sitting on the benches. Cody approached taking a seat close by, his heart pounding with nervious energy and anticipation. The dimly lit room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, a heady mix that made his cock twitch in his tight jockstrap which at this point he regretted wearing as it didnt allow his cock to reach its full potential and it was begining to become unformfortable. He'd heard whispers about this place, a sauna where rules were flexible, and condoms were optional. Was he was ready to indulge in his darkest desires was this the night? A burly, tattooed man was the first to approach him, his eyes locked onto Cody's. "First time here?" Intoroducing himself as Jake as his voice could be surely hear across and throught the steam room. Cody nodded, licking his lips nervously. "Want to have some fun?" Cody grinned with excited nerves, "I'm always up for a good time." Jake's hands found their way to Cody's ass, squeezing it roughly. "You like it rough, don't ya, boy?" Cody moaned, "Sir. I love it however its given, but rough is okay." Jake chuckled, "Good. You okay if we play raw?" Cody's eyes widened, but his cock throbbed at the thought. "I. i. .i.i.i.i.i..... ok, i can take it," he spoke shakily and unsure of his words as he, popped open a bottle of poppers and inhaled deeply, that invincible feeling of greed washing over him. Jake undressed, revealing a thick, uncut cock which Cody dropped to his knees, eager to taste it he sucked too eagerly in his popperes haze gagging as it hit the back of his throat in uncontrolled motion however Jake grunted taking it as a sign, "That's it, slut. Take it all." After a few minutes, Jake pulled Cody up and bent him over a nearby bench and then pushed a unknown number of fingers way too hard into his dry now sore ass. Cody called out, "Fuck, easy that stretch is ripping me, please help me out can you use some lube at least." Jake ignored the request and whilst he could have easily obliged he knew the slut was good for it, adding a finger, scissoring them to prepare for his cock. Jake threw poppers down infront of Cody and then replaced his fingers with his cock, pushing into Cody's ass with one smooth thrust. Cody gasped, "Fuck, you're big." Jake laughed, "You can take it, slut just hit those poppers deep and shut up, take my cock." Cody hit the poppers hard some splashing burning the inside of his nose but still moaned. Jake pounded into Cody, his balls slapping against Cody's ass causing him to feel every inch of Jake's cock, the pleasure building inside him. Using his head to prop himself up reached down to grab his own cock, but Jake grabbed him before he got to it, not even sure if he was still hard or giving into being a bottom "Not yet, slut. You come after I do." Jake fucked Cody hard, his grunts filling the room. Cody could feel Jake's cock swelling inside him, and then Jake was coming, filling Cody's ass with his hot cum. He hadnt even asked for his status before they started it all happened so quick. After pulling out, the the cooling air and vacant feeling along with the cum leaking out of his ass provided much need releif from what he had just taken up his now sore hole. Reaching back he scooped some of the cum, hesitating momentarily before bringing it to his lips, then moaning at the taste. This was all happing so fast almost out of instinctive nature, he hadnt thought to do it or intended like when jacking off at home, was he now a slut? Jake wasn't the only one who'd noticed Cody as a crowd had gathered, their cocks hard and ready. An unknown man spoke first "I guess if someone else isnt going to then it must be my turn," his voice commanding. Flipping his towel down by Codys head, revealed a long, thick cock. He pushed Cody to his knees, allowing him to get signifacantly spun on poppers once again before fucking his face until gagging and that panic set in. After a few short but brutal minutes he was back up on the bench and turned around, pushed down onto his hands and knees with a cock pressing against his ass. He was surprisingly loose or the poppers were doing the job as the invading cock was sliding in, filling Cody completely moaining for the bennefit of his audience "Fuck, yes. Give it to me." The man obliged, fucking Cody hard and fast. He fucked Cody until he was ready to burst, and then he without ceremony came, filling Cody's ass with his second RAW load for the night. The night went on like this, with Cody taking cock after cock, each one filling him, using him, and coming inside him. He lost count of how many times he was filled, but he knew it was double digits and that he was high on poppers, his ass sore and filled to a point where there was no stopping the slow flow back out of his ass and he didn't care. He loved it. Maybe thirty minutes later after what could have been the seventeenth of twenty seventh load a man approach him but this was different. He was older, his body lean and muscular with a tattoo of a red ribbon on his arm, a symbol he kind of recognized. The man stood next to him softly asked "You taking ALL loads tonight slut or you just picking the good clean, boy?" his voice cold. Cody nodded, "Tonight! Yes, sir. I'm a slut." Tom smiled, a cruel twist of his lips. "Good. Because i have something for you that will make you a slut forever, and I'm gonna fill your ass with my cum." Hesitating, but only for a moment. He hit the poppers five times over and got sky high, his ass sore and filled with srangers cum already, but the amyl clouded his thoughts and taking a poz load was intoxicating. He nodded, "Do it. Fill me up." Tom revealed a thick, veiny cock with a reverse PA piercing that made his cock look agressive and signaled the kinky, dominating POZ monster he was preparing to unleash. Cody on his hands and knees and pushed his ass onto the invading cock, sliding in easily but uttering the words "Fuck, you're big." Tom laughed. Tom fucked slowly, his cock sliding in and out of Cody's ass slowly enjoying his time with the thick juicy ass before him. Allowing his slut to feel every ridge, every vein. Tom fucked Cody until he was ready to burst, not even asking or calling out he just came, filling Cody's ass with his hot, poz cum, pulled out, dissapeared into the steam and out the door before he could turn back around which made his feel used, dirty and turned on. The crowd had gone from within the steam room as he stayed there on all fours trying to entice anyone who lurked in the corners or were to walk it, with the thought parhaps he had fucked everyone in the sauna. Getting up and walking around revealed it was indeed still very busy (maybe taking that last load scared others away he wondered) before deciding to take a piss as he passed the bathrooms on the upper level. Entering the bathrooms awell-built man was standing still at the urinal. His shaved head and thick beard caught Cody's attention immediately. As Cody approached, he noticed the man was playing with his soft cock, idly wanking at the urinal. The thought crossed Cody's mind: Was he into piss play, or was he just enjoying himself? "You ever been pissed on before?" The deep, husky voice of the stranger pulled Cody out of his thoughts. He shook his head, his body tensing with anticipation. "No," he admitted. "Never." A slow, seductive smile spread across the man's face, his hand moving on his cock. "Well, tonight could be your night," he purred, his fingers lightly stroking the length of his shaft, causing it to harden and grow thick and erect before Cody's eyes. Cody couldn't help but feel his own cock stirring in response to the sight before him. He watched, mesmerized, as the stranger continued to stroke himself and without being asked, felt himself bending at the knees, squatting to the floor eyes widened in shock as he realized what was about to happen as few loads spit out of his hole onto the floor from his own earlier excapades. He opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out slightly as the stranger's piss flowed out, hitting Cody's face and mouth, the warmth of the liquid surprised him, but he found himself moaning, his body responding to the sensation. He could taste the saltiness of piss, could feel it hitting his tongue and knew he was instantly hooked. As the stranger continued to empty his bladder onto his face and chest, he took long hits of poppers, becoming slutty and submissive with each inhalation, his hands moved to his own cock, stroking it in rhythm with the man's pissing. By the time the stranger had finished, Cody was begging for more however all the stranger had to offer was to suck on his softening cock which he eagerly complied, his lips and tongue working in tandem to clean the man's cock of any remaining traces of piss. As Cody continued to suck and lick at the man's cock, he could feel the stranger's fingers entwining in his hair, pulling him closer and deeper onto his shaft as he moaned around the cock in his mouth, his own cock now leaking precum, joining the wet spot on the floor beneath him. The stranger's other hand moved to Cody's ass, expertly fingering his once tight hole causing him to gasped around the cock in his mouth, his body trembling with pleasure. He could feel the man's fingers penetrating him deeper and very easy with each thrust. Finally, the stranger pulled his cock from Cody's mouth, a wicked grin spreading across his face "You ready to feel my cock inside you, slut?" He growled, his fingers still working their magic on his hole. Nodding eagerly, his eyes wide and filled with lust and with a sharp thrust, the stranger replaced his fingers, plunging his thick, hard cock deep into Cody's ass. The stranger didn't relent, fucking Cody hard and fast, their bodies slapping together with each thrust. As the stranger continued to pound into Cody, his hand moved back to his own cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts finally joining in on the fun. The man's thrusts grew more and more erratic, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps 'Take my poz load' he called out then before he could say a word or anything the final thrust, exploded deep inside the Cody, filling him with not his first for the night hot, sticky POZ load. As the stranger pulled out, Cody's own cock erupted, covering the floor beneath him with his own hot NEG, sticky load. (for now) He collapsed onto the floor of the bathroom, the stranger's cum now dripping out of his ass. As he caught breaths, the stranger knelt down beside Cody, his hand moving to gently stroke Cody's hair. "You did good, slut, im not on meds right now but i dont think you really care" he whispered, his voice filled with approval. Cody could only smile up at the man, his body still trembling with pleasure as he knew then and there that this wouldn't be the last time he found himself in the sauna, seeking to satisfy his new found kink for piss play and POZ sex.

PART 2 - just feeling a bit off. Cody had been feeling under the weather for a few days and decided that a visit to the sauna might help him relax and sweat out whatever was ailing him. As he sat in the familiar steam room, he noticed another man, a 35-year-old, muscular American with warm, brown eyes, sitting across from him and recalled seeing him before as a regular at the sauna, known for his charm and charisma. "You look like you could use some company," Marcus said, breaking the silence. "First time here?" "HAHAH" he nevously let out "No, just feeling a bit off," Cody replied, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Well, maybe a little conversation will help," Marcus suggested, moving closer. "I'm Marcus, by the way." "Cody," he managed to say before another wave of dizziness hit him. Marcus noticed Cody's discomfort and swiftly moved to support him. "Hey, you don't look so good. Let's get you out of here." Outside, Marcus guided Cody to a private room, claiming it was a place to rest and recover. As Cody lay on the bench, Marcus removed Codys towel, claiming it was to help him cool down. Cody was suddenly too weak to protest as Marcus began to caress his body, his hands exploring every inch of Cody's skin upto his head, "You're so hot," Marcus exclaimed, his breath Cody's ear. "Let me take care of you." Cody's body responded to Marcus's touch, despite his weakened state. Marcus took this as a sign of consent and began to explore Cody's body further, his hands drifting lower, cupping Cody's growing erection. "You like that, don't you?" Marcus cooed, stroking Cody's cock as he took a small bottle from his bag and held it under Cody's nose. "Breathe it in," he instructed. The amyl nitrate hit Cody like a wave, his body relaxing instantly. Marcus smiled, knowing the drug would make Cody more pliant. "Now, let's see what you can do," Marcus said, positioning himself between Cody's legs. He leaned down, licking Cody's cock from base to tip, his tongue swirling around the head. Cody moaned, his hips bucking slightly. Marcus chuckled. He took Cody's cock into his mouth, sucking hard and fast. Cody's moans grew louder, his hands fisting the sheets beneath him. Marcus pulled back, his lips glistening with spit. "You taste so good," he said, running his tongue along Cody's shaft. "But I want to taste something else." Marcus flipped Cody over, his hands gripping Cody's ass cheeks. He spread them apart, his tongue diving into Cody's hole. Cody gasped, his body tensing at the intrusion as Marcus licked and probed, his tongue circling Cody's entrance. He reached for the bottle of lube, squirting some onto his fingers and around Cody's hole, his fingers pressing in gently. "Relax," Marcus whispered, his voice soothing. "Let me in." Cody hadnt taken a cock in his arse since he was here well over a month ago and it took a deep breath for his body to begin relaxing as Marcus's finger slid in. Marcus began to move his finger in and out, his other hand stroking Cody's cock. Cody's moans filled the room, his body pushing back against Marcus's finger. "You ready for more?" Marcus adding another finger stretching Cody's hole. Cody's moans turned to whimpers, his body tensing again. "Shh, it's okay," Marcus soothed, his fingers really rampaging his ring. "You can take it." Cody took a deep hit of amyl, his body relaxing once more. More of his fingers were inserted again as Marcus leaned down, his tongue licking his fingers fucked the boys ass. "You're doing so good," Marcus praised, his voice thick with lust. "Now, let's see what you can really do." Marcus removed his fingers, replacing them with his cock. Cody gasped at the sudden intrusion, his body stretching to accommodate Marcus as he began to move, cock sliding in and out of Cody's ass. Moans filled the room, his body pushing back against Marcus's thrusts. Marcus groaned, his hips moving faster. "I love the way you feel around my cock." Cody's body was on fire, his cock and head throbbing. He could barely reach down, to stroke himself but Marcus's cock was hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Cody's body. Marcus reached around, his hand wrapping around Cody's cock. He began to stroke in time with his thrusts, his other hand gripping Cody's hip. Cody's body tensed, his cock throbbing in Marcus's hand. He came without so much as whisper, his body just barely convulsing as his orgasm washed a cold sweat over him. Marcus groaned, his own orgasm hitting him moments later. He collapsed on top of Cody, their bodies slick with sweat. As they lay there, panting, Marcus reached for the bottle of amyl nitrate once more. "One more time," he whispered, holding the bottle under Cody's nose reaching back to unlock the door swinging it open........

6. “Keep sniffing those poppers,” Alec said, “I’ll get my phone and text Frank that we’ve got a surprise for him. Toby held my wrist keeping the bottle pressed to my nose as Alec found his pants and pulled his phone out of his pocket. I was instantly flying. My mind buzzed as my vision closed down to a tiny circle before bursting back into amazing technicolor. Heat flooded my body. My hole twitched. I felt the sticky wetness of the loads that I had already taken. My cock immediately started leaking, and I was desperate for more. “Here, put this on, those boxers are terrible,” Alec said tossing a black pair of underpants at me. “I told Frank we had a surprise for him and he said he’d be up in a few. I hope you’re ready for what’s coming.” I stood up and stripped off my shirt. I dropped my underwear, kicked them away, and picked up the underwear Alec had just given to me. It was a black jockstrap with a ribbed pouch, thick waistband, and black elastic straps that went around your legs. I stepped into the jock and pulled it on. Toby let out a low whistle. “That looks good on you. You look like a fucking slut.” I bent forward and kissed Toby, forcing my tongue roughly into his mouth. “Then its perfect,” I said, “Because I feel like a fucking slut.” “Over here but get on your knees,” Alec called from over by the front door. “I don’t want Frank to see his surprise too early. I took another big hit of the poppers, tucked the little bottle into the waist of the jock and knelt off to the side of the couch. A few moments later there came knock at the door, and still only in his briefs Alec walked over and opened it. “Hi Frank!” We heard Alec say from around the corner. “Hello boy, are you my surprise?” came Franks rough voice “No, not today… well… not at first anyway. I have a better surprise for you. You know those special poppers you gave Jack?” “Yeah. He’s such a good cock slut when he’s high on them.” “Well he’s not the only one… Matt found them and well… see for yourself.” “Your straight roommate found the poppers… holy shit!” Frank said as he came around the corner and saw me on the floor, poppers pressed to my nose, with my cock hard and leaking through the jock. “He found them when we weren’t home. When I got here he was gooned out naked and trying to finger his hole. I helped him out a little and he ended up begging me to fuck him. He’s got a load from both of us in him and he’s desperate for more.” “Is that so? Did my special poppers get you riled up boy? Did you get so horny you started experimenting? It felt good didn’t it.” “I’ve never felt so good in my life,” I said blearily. “And these boys told you about our deal so now you’re gonna finally start pulling your weight?” “Yes Sir!” I wasn’t sure why I called him Sir, but it felt right. Frank grinned and started to unbutton his shirt. I watched with an open mouth as a thick mat of dark chest hair was revealed, followed by a rim but slightly run hair covered stomach. He dropped his flannel to the floor. My mouth watered look at his big strong chest, his massive dark colored nipples, and his thick hairy arms. He looked like a cartoon stereotype of a masculine man in his early fifties, and he was so fucking hot. “It’s a good thing these two already fucked you,” Frank said, unbuttoning his pants now, “You’d never be able to take my cock otherwise, even huffing those special poppers like you are.” He dropped his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. He walked towards me in a straining pair of thin slightly yellowed brief. The old fabric was barely containing his monstrous bulge. “Now, let’s make up for lost time. Open your mouth boy.” Frank pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out a cock so thick it didn’t seem real. It wasn’t that long, maybe slightly longer than Alec’s but it really was as fat as a beer can all the way down. The head was bulbs and pointed, a little drop of precum leaking from its tip. His pubes grew in a wild thicket around the girthy shaft and pengulus balls swung beneath it all. I took a long deep pull on the poppers, and did as Frank instructed. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. He closed the last of the distance between us, dropping his briefs as he did. He brushed my lips with his cock head, smearing them with precum before taking hold of either side of my head and pushing his cock down my throat. I chocked and spluttered trying to accommodate his girth. Toby had been a struggle with the length and Alec’s cock had really fit perfectly in my mouth but this felt impossible. My mouth was stretched wider than I ever thought it could be. I had to battle to keep me teeth away from his shaft. I gasped for air whenever I could. Spittle frothed up around my mouth and dripped off my chin. My nose was running and my eyes were watering. He just kept relentlessly fucking my face. The only times he stopped was when he told me to take another hit of poppers. I would wipe my nose and huff the little brown bottle deeply and then it would begin again. I was red eyed and sloppy when Frank pulled his cock from my throat and said, “Not bad for your first day boy. You boys have done a good job breaking him in.” I had almost forgotten Alec and Toby were still there. They were both naked again and frantically stroking their cocks watching our landlord use me for the first time. “Now it’s time to see if those loads you took from these two really did open you up enough for my cock. Let’s get you on a bed. Take me to your room.” I scrambled to my feet. My face was still dripping with spit as I lead the little group into my messy bedroom. Frank brushed clothes off my bed tossing them to the side and knocked me onto my back. I landed and my legs instinctively went up. Frank let out a low whistle of appreciation. “Fuck, you boys really did do a number on his hole. It almost looks like a proper boy cunt.” “He’s got a real fag hole for a straight boy,” Alec said grinning. “No so straight now,” said Frank getting down between my legs. He bent forward and pressed his tongue against my well fucked hole. I moaned as soon as his warm wet tongue touched my skin. His stubble tickled my skin. I grabbed my ass and pulled my cheeks apart, spreading my hole for him. He shoved his tongue roughly into my ass, digging and pressing. I groaned and squirmed as he lapped the cum up that had dribbled out of my hole. It felt amazing, and I felt so sexy. In a way I’d never felt before I felt hot. I was a sex object, something that multiple people were aroused by in that moment. It was arousing to be wanted in that way. I lifted my head up and took another hit of the poppers before cashing back into a blissful stupor. When Frank dragged his tongue from my hole and came up between my legs his face was covered in spit and cum. His chin was slick with it. He crawled up over me, spreading my legs around his wide frame, till his face was hovering over mine. He grinned down at me. “Open your mouth boy.” Obediently I opened my mouth, and was a little shocked when he spat right down my throat. Still I swallowed it almost on instinct. “Good boy. You know your place.” He bent down and kissed me roughly. I gave into his kiss and let his tongue press into my mouth. I could taste my own ass and Toby and Alec’s loads on his lips. I lapped up the mixture hungrily. As we kissed he pressed forward, slowly moving our hips together. His cock pushed against my taint, till it slid downward and caught against my slick hole. I closed my eyes and willed myself to open for him. I wanted to feel his massive shaft spread my previously tight hole wide. I wanted to be impaled on this beast’s cock. I wanted him to fuck me till he filled my guts with his hot load. “Please, Frank,” I breathed, “Fuck me.” “Good boy,” he replied, and sank his cock head into my willing hole. I let out a sound halfway between a groan and a scream as I was opened wider than ever before. Waves of pleasure and pain shot through me. “Take another hit boy,” Frank said pressing the bottle under my nose. I did as he said and as soon as the smell hit my nostrils all the pain vanished and all that was left what a white hot electric joy. It thudded through me, making my toes curl and my fingers tingle. I moaned and whimpered as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper into me. I felt him hit my second hole and took another hit. Immediately his cock pressed even deeper. Finally I felt his low hanging balls against my ass and whimpered in satisfaction. “Holy shit,” said Alec, “How do you feel Mattie?” “I feel so fucking good,” I slurred, “I can’t believe how full I am.” “You like being full of raw cock don’t you,” Toby asked from next to me on the bed. “Yes! I need it! It feels so good. Please Frank! Fuck me!” “Good boy,” Frank said and started working his cock in and out in long purposeful stroked. I moaned as he bottomed out again and again. Toby turned my face to him and kissed me as Frank picked up speed. “Fuck, you’ve got a nice hole boy. Holy shit. I’m gonna enjoy breeding you every month. Fuck.” “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I shouted. “Fuck me! Please! Use me hole Sir!” “God its so hot how much of a slut you are for cock,” Alec said. “You might even be giving Jack a run for his money.” “No fucking kidding,” Frank replied pausing with only his cock head still inside me. “Your hole’s so wet and warm I might need this once a day.” He slammed his cock back in to the root. “Oh my god! Frank your cock feels so good! You can fuck me whenever you want! Fuck!” “Don’t promise that till you find out how sore your hole will be when I’m done,” growled Frank and he picked up the pace. Sweat dripped off of Frank raining down on me. My toes with clenched tight, my mouth hung open panting. The pouch of my jock was wet with precum. Frank held only my hips holding me in place. There was no escaping from his domineering onslaught even if I’d wanted to. I was his play thing. Occasionally he’d pause and tell me to take another hit. My mind would spin, the world would go dark for a second, and my hole would spasm around Franks massive dick. “Good boy,” he’d say as my hole massaged his cock. Alec and Toby were both on my bed, kneeling by my head and jerking off furiously watching Frank abuse my hole. “You’re doing so good,” Alec was saying, “you look so fucking hot with that massive dick crammed in your little hole. You’re so fucking sexy.” “Yeah, take it! We all have. Give in. Let Frank full you up,” Toby added. “Alright boys. I want you to cum all over your roommate here. Cover this cumdump in the making in your spunk.” “Fuck! Yes Sir!” Alec replied. Toby was already panting, drawing close to another orgasm. He reared up over me. His body gave one massive convulsion and his dick started to spasm. Hot jets of cum shot out and landed all over my sweaty body. A few drops landed on my lips and licked them up hungrily. “Good! Good boys. Come one now Alec, your turn. Cover this boy in your load. Show this little pig who’s cumdump he is.” Alec furiously jerked off his cock till his face was contorted with the effort. Finally he moaned and moved to be over me. I could see his balls retract up to his body as his cock swelled and then the cum erupted out. More cum spattered my body, matting down my chest hair and soaking the waste of my jock. I liked up what of Alec’s load had landed on my mouth and gave him a sloppy grin. “Yeah you like being covered in your friends load you dirty pig. I knew it. You love being used. Fucking hole.” Frank was not furiously fucking me. I was yelping with every thrust. I tossed my hands back and lay there sprawled out in this man’s complete control. He hammered me deep and used my body as he liked. Rivulets of sweat streamed down his chest snaking through his chest hair. His musk overwhelmed me and even replaced the lingering scent of the poppers in my nose. “Oh please! Fuck Frank. Sir! Please. Oh my god!” “Yeah take my fat cock boy. Take that fat cock in your tight little hole. I’m going to leave you gaped. Youre gonna feel me inside of you for days. And when you cant feel me anyonre you’re going to be begging me to fuck you. That’s what happened with all your little friends. They all beg for my load.” “Please! Breed me. Fill me up! Fuck your load into me!” “You want this load?” “Yes! I need it!” “Good boy. Take my fucking load then.” Frank started to buck into me with erratic animalistic strokes. I shouted and moaned as he bashed my ass harder than ever. He panted and roared, and finally let out a deep guttural growl and forced the full length of his cock into me. I felt him swell and bust deep inside my guts. The heat of his load flowed out and I whimpered with pleasure and he filled me. “Oh fuck that was good,” Frank said breathlessly, “You made me wait for it, but you came through with a warm wet cunt in the end boy. Fuck.” He pulled out of my hole and straightened up. “You boys get over here and clean my cock off, your friend needs to rest.” Alec and Toby stung up and each landed on their knees on either side of Frank’s magnificent cock. In tandem they lapped at his cum and ass juice covered cock licking it clean. Toby even tried to swallow it several times as it slowly deflated. “Alright,” Frank said, “that’s good enough. You two tend to you Mattie here. I’ll show myself out.” Alec and Toby lay down on the bed on either side of me rubbing my chest as we listened to Frank get dressed and finally leave. Toby was the first to break the silence, “How do you feel Matt?” “I feel so good. Holy shit. Frank’s dick is crazy. I can’t believe I took that.” “You know…” Alec said a little timidly, “You know that wont be a one time thing, right?” “I don’t want it to be a one-time thing.” I said incredulously. “How could I experience that and not want it again and again. There’s so much cum in me, I can feel it, and my hole is so open. Fuck this is the sexiest I’ve ever felt in my whole life! Of course I don’t want that to be a one-time thing.” “Between him and Jack our apartment’s going to be free at this rate,” Toby laughed. “Jack!” Alec said excitedly. “I’ve got an idea.” He jumped up and rushed out of the room. When he came back he had his phone clutched in his hands. “Alright. Toby, get on top of Matt like you’re gonna sit on his face and grab his legs. Yeah, just like that, and pull them up so I can really see his hole. Fuck that’s so hot. Matt push out just a little. Holy shit! Perfect. Ok Toby you can let his legs down.” Toby let go of my legs and flopped down next to me again. “What are you doing?” I asked slowly coming down from all the poppers. “Sending Jack a text telling him someone just gave him a run for his money with Frank and I sent him this picture.” He turned his phone towards us. I was amazed. My hole was fully on display, slightly open with a little drip of cum leaking out it was red and puffy. The hair on my ass cheeks was matted down and swirled with a mixture of sweat and cum. The pouch of my jock looked wet even in the picture. You couldn’t see my face, but it was still an enticing photo. “And I told him to come add his load before this boys hole got too worn out.” “Did you tell him who it was in the photo?” Toby asked. “Nope. I said it was a surprise.” “Do you think he’ll fuck me too?” I could hear the desperation in my voice. The more I thought about the possibility of all three of my roommates fucking me the more I wanted Jacks load. “He said he’s on his way now… and said ‘even I cant resist adding my load to a ruined cumdump.”

4. Toby looked back and forth between the two of us wide eyed with shock. In my gooned out state I didn’t even think of moving. I kept my legs wrapped around Alec holding his slowly deflating cock inside me. “Well,” said Alec after a moment, “Mattie here found Jack’s special poppers that he left out.” “The ones he got from Frank?” I was confused by that. Frank was our landlord. “Yep. And I found Matt gooning out on the couch trying to finger himself for the first time… so I offered to show him how good anal could feel. After fingering him, eating him out, fucking him with a dildo… he basically begged me to fuck him. Didn’t you Mattie? You begged me to fuck your straight boy hole?” “Toby! It felt so fucking good! I can’t stop. Everything feels so good. I don’t want to stop! Please Alec… keep going.” Alec laughed, “I need a few more minutes to recover.” He pulled his mostly deflated cock from my ass with a wet flop. “But if you ask nicely I bet Toby will give you another load.” “What?!” Said Toby. “Alec you can’t be serious… he’s so fucking high. Look at him.” “Well,” Alec said straightening up, “In my defense he was much less high when we started…and look at him. He wants it.” “I need more Toby. If you want to… I… I want you to fuck me.” “I don’t… I don’t know.” “Look at him,” Alec said, putting his arm around Toby’s shoulder, “He needs it.” I grinned at them, took a big hit of the poppers and shifted on the couch to present my upturned ass to Toby. “Everything just feels so good! I feel so fucking sexy. Fuck Alec your load feels so good inside me. Come on Toby… fuck me.” The little sober voice in my head was gone. I was gone. I was lost to the haze. Any reservations I had had went out the window when I felt Alec start to cum. It had been so overwhelmingly erotic and pleasurable that I would do just about anything to feel that again. “I want your load too!” “See, he needs it,” said Alec unbuttoning Toby’s shirt for him. “Is this all that different than all the time you, Jack and I have fooled around? Mattie’s begging for it. Breed his straight ass. Alec took Toby’s shirt off, dropping it to the floor “You really want me to fuck you?” Toby asked. I looked him up and down. I took in his broad shoulders, his big protuberant nipples, the swirling chest hair, his toned abs, and the straining bugle that had formed in the front of his pants. “Yes! Fuck me Toby!” Toby looked at Alec who nodded and then turned back to me, “The prove it straight boy. Get on your knees and get my dick out.” I wanted to feel the euphoric bliss I’d felt as Alec came inside me again so desperately that I would have done anything. I dropped my legs and slid off the couch. On my knees in front of Toby I reached out and unbuttoned his pants while Alec watched. I pulled them off and he stepped out of them leaving my second roommate standing in front of me in straining underwear. “I said get my dick out. If you want it. If those poppers really have made you that desperate to get fucked, take a hit a pull out my cock straight boy.” I grabbed the poppers off the table and took a nice deep hit. After the initial wave had subsided, my vision still slightly blurry, I reached out and pulled down Toby’s briefs. What sprung up shocked me. His dick had to be almost as long as the dildo Alec had used on me and just as thick. The head was wide and already a throbbing red. His balls hung low, sprouting out from dense, unkempt pubes. I desperately wanted to feel it inside me. “Suck it,” Toby said in a commanding voice. I looked up at him from my knees confusedly. “If you want my cock in your ass you’re going to prove it to me. You’re going to earn my load. I’m going to make you work for it. Show me you’re a straight boy desperate for raw cock.” I’d never seen this side of Toby, gruff and domineering. I looked to Alec who still stood next to Toby, his cock half hard and shiny with cum and ass juice. He gave me a little nod. “Take a hit and swallow Toby’s cock Mattie. You know you want to feel him inside you. Think of how good that beast will feel slamming your hungry hole. Take a hit like a good goon and start sucking.” There was no disobeying Alec. He had a power over me now. He’d shown me how good it felt to get truly fucked while high on poppers. If he said it would feel good I had to do it. I swallowed hard, took another deep hit of the poppers and opened my mouth. Toby’s dick had a slightly salty taste, and a texture I never would have imagined. I’d sucked on a girl’s tits before, and eaten out a pussy, but a rock hard cock was different. Both hard and soft at the same time. I willed Toby’s cock further and further down my throat. I slobbered on it as girls had done with me trying to emulate their actions. Toby groaned and put his hands on my head pulling me closer to his body. I choked a little but kept pushing. Slowly I lost myself in the popper haze and slurped down his cock without thought. It became meditative. Toby’s little grunts and groans were a reward of their own. It made me feel good to know I was making him feel good. The little sober part of me wondered if somehow these poppers had made me more susceptible to suggestion. It didn’t matter. Sucking Toby’s cock was how I got him to fuck me and that’s what I wanted. I wanted to feel the euphoric bliss of taking another cock. I wanted to feel the heat spread through me again as Toby unloaded inside me. My cock, which had been all but forgotten once Alec started fucking me, was still painfully hard. A puddle of precum was forming on the blow between my knees as I desperately gobbled my roommate’s cock down. “Holy shit,” Toby said, “You’re a pretty good cock sucker for a straight boy. Fuck!” He twisted his fingers in my hair and stuffed his cock deeper down my throat. My nose was in his pubes. I couldn’t breathe for a moment. I swallowed hard. I was starting to enjoy myself. It was no longer a means to an end. There was pleasure to be found in giving pleasure. I started to suck him even harder. I bobbed my head back and forth. Thick globs of spit formed in my throat and were fucked out of the corners of my mouth. My chin was covered in it. Without really knowing when I did it I found myself gripping Toby’s furry ass cheeks drawing his cock into my mouth. “Keep sucking me like that Matt and you’re gonna end up with my load down your throat and not in your hole. Fuck.” I pulled off of his cock, and grinned up and him sloppily my face covered in snot and spit. “I just wanted to show you how badly I want your cock,” I said, and then took another hit of poppers. “Fuck, Alec, look at him.” “I know… that glazed look in his eyes every time he takes a hit. It’s so hot. I couldn’t help myself. A gooned out straight boy playing with his hole. You see it now. He’s so desperate he just sucked your cock.” Alec leaned close to Toby, his lips practically touching Toby’s ear. “Give him what he needs. Breed his hole. Fuck me load deeper into him.” “Damn it Alec, you know I can’t resist a cummy hole. Fuck! Matt get on your back, legs in the air. No not on the couch, right there on the floor. I’m gonna fuck your hard, I want the leverage.” I flopped backwards onto my back still clutching my poppers, and pulled my knees up. I spread my legs wide exposing my cummy hole. My dick gave a powerful throb and a river of precum oozed out as I watched Toby get down on his knees between my legs. He pulled my pelvis up so he was above me and lined up his cock. He held the fat mushroom head against my quivering hole, “Is this what you want Matt? You want my cock inside you? You want me to breed your ass Matt? Is that what you want in your straight hole?” “Fuck me Toby! Nothing’s every felt as good as Alec’s cock did! I need to feel that again.” I took a drag off the poppers, “Do it! I’m ready. Fuck me! Breed me! Use me!” The little sober voice heard the new addition to my vocabulary and for a moment reared its head. Use you, it repeated questioningly, straight men don’t as other men to use them, what are you doing. The voice was silenced though when Toby, still looming over me, pushed his cock downward and the head slid easily into my well lubed hole. “Yes.” I moaned, “give it to me.” Toby slowly sank the full length of his cock into me. His thick shaft stretching me yet wider. I moaned when he eventually came to the base and his balls were resting on my ass. He looked down at me, his face a mask of lust now. “Shit! Your hole feels so fucking good. Fuck Alec you really did breed him. Your hole is so fucking sloppy Matt. It’s perfect.” He bent forward more, putting his hands on either side of my face supporting himself over my body. He rocked his hips back pulling his cock out of my hole and then with his full body weight slammed it back inside me. I felt the same opening feeling I’d felt when Alec had bottomed out just before he came. It was like something else had opened inside me, another hole. “Yeah that’s it, let me in your second hole. I’m going to fuck you so deep,” Alec said in a low grunting voice as he slammed into me again and again, “and fill you with so much cum you’re going to me gaped and leaking when I’m done with you. Fuck.” “His hole is amazing isn’t it,” Alec said. “A perfect cumdump fag hole waisted on this straight boy. Thank god for Jack’s special poppers.” “No kidding. Fuck! I can’t believe this. Its wild. After all those times we joked about how hot it would be if Matt secretly was gay…” “And now your fucking his harm hole?” “Yeah!” Toby finally turned his attention back to me, “Take another big hit of those poppers for me boy. I wanna feel this hole gape around my cock.” My mind was a total blank. I hadn’t even really registered they were talking about me as if I wasn’t there. I was lost in the bliss of getting fucked. As if I was in a dream I put the bottle to my nose and sniffed. Toby moaned as the heat spread through my body and I felt my hole blossom around his hammering shaft. My head crashed back onto the floor and I looked up with bleary eyes to see Alec now standing above me still naked. His cock was almost completely hard again and a long string of precum was hanging from the tip. It made my mouth water for some reason. Not that I had seen it I couldn’t take my eyes off that long strand of precum. “I think he wants your cock,” Toby said, catching me staring. “You want this?” Alec asked shaking his cock at me. I hesitated. Toby had made me suck his cock. He wouldn’t have fucked me if I didn’t. It was different to ask to suck Alec’s cock. Toby was right though. I wanted it. I wanted to taste that dangling precum. I wanted to taste the cock that had bred me. I wanted to suck Alec while Toby railed me. I took a hit of the poppers, gulped, and said “Fuck yes I do.” “Jesus, fuck! Ok. Toby let’s get him on his knees so we can spit roast him.” Toby pulled out of my hole and got off of me. Weakly I turned over and Toby dragged me up so I was on my hands and knees. He wasted no time in cramming his cock back in my ass. I moaned as he bottomed out inside me again, his head sliding easily past my second hole this time. Alec then got down on his knees in front of me and slapped his cock across my face. It left a big smear of precum across my cheek and lips. I lapped it up, marveling at its sweet yet salty taste. “Open up straight boy.” I licked my lips and opened my mouth. Alec rested his cock against my lips, his precum leaking into my mouth. “Good boy,” he cooed. “Good popper pig. You’re so fucking high on poppers you’d do anything we asked. You’re so fucking hot.” As he talked he started sliding his cock in and out of my mouth, slowly fucking me. I swallowed it as quickly as I could. I gobbled at his shaft, slathering it with spit. I lost myself in the hypnotic rhythm of the two cocks fucking me. I drifted off into my popper fueled daze. Alec and Toby could have their way with me. I wouldn’t dare stop them, everything they were doing felt too good. The pleasure overwhelmed my brain. It was like I was being rewired, shown parts of my mind that I had never known were there before. I felt sexy and wanted. I liked hearing them talk about how hot I was. It made me feel good to hear them say how good my hole felt, or my mouth. “You like feeling my load in his hole,” Alec said, his cock stuffed down my throat. “It feels so fucking good. Fuck Alec.” “Fuck my sloppy seconds. Pound that load into him.” Alec bent forward over me, and I heard them making out. Neither one stopped fucking me. It sounded like a hungry breathless kiss. I just grunted and moaned as I slurped Alec’s cock. “There’s nothing better than a cum filled hole.” “You weren’t kidding… fuck Mattie, youre not a half bad cock sucker. Fuck! You’re gonna get a second load out of me in no time.” “Yeah, fuck his throat. Make him swallow your load.” “You want that Matt? You want to swallow my load?” Between the rough pounding I was getting from Toby, and Alec’s cock filling my mouth all I could do was grunt. “Sounds like a yes to be,” said Toby. “Fuck yes it did.” They weren’t wrong. Now that it had been presented as an option… I did want to swallow Alec’s load. I wanted to make him feel good. I wanted him to get off again. I also, and this was harder to admit even through my lust and the poppers, I wanted to know what it tasted like. “Oh fuck Matt. Yeah, right there, suck me hard.” Alec groaned, holding tight to the back of my head. “Yeah! Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Im going to cum! Fuck! Yeah!” He held his cock just inside my mouth, the head resting on my tongue and unleashed a flood of cum. Thick ropes spurted from the throbbing head of his erection filling my mouth. “Swallow his load Mattie. Gulp it down,” Toby encouraged. “Oh shit!” Alec roared. I swallowed as fast as I could, but he was cumming too hard. Some leaked out around his cock head and dribbled down from the corners of my mouth. I was shocked to find I liked the taste. I liked how hot it was in my mouth. I liked the feeling of his load sliding down my throat. I liked swallowing cum. I kept sucking as Alec’s cock stopped spasming. He shuddered and groaned, then pulled his dick out of my mouth and collapsed back onto the floor. He was panting, his dick softening again, lay thickly across his now empty balls. “That was so fucking hot,” Toby said. “I can’t, fuck! I can’t believe Matt just swallowed your load. Fuck! I’m so close. Matt are you ready for another load? You ready for me to breed your straight boy hole?” I swallowed the last of the cum in my mouth and licked my lips. “Fucking give it to me!” I practically shouted. “Oh hell yes!” Toby roared. He pushed me forward so my chest was now on the floor and jack hammered into my ass. I whimpered and moaned as he ravaged me. Every thrust he made was accompanied by a wet squelching sound and the slap of flesh against flesh. “Fucking take it! Take my load. Fuck. I’m gonna fill you up!” Toby shouted, and then with one last thrust, let out a mighty roar and collapsed forward onto my back. He lay across me his full weight pressing into me and his body spasmed and twitched. His cock was throbbing inside me. I felt it swell and then release as his spunk rocketed from the tip into my guts. The heat I craved spread through me like wild fire. I felt a wave of satisfaction. I was being bred again and it felt so good. “Thank you,” I whispered, not really even knowing I said it. “You’re welcome Mattie.” Toby said into my ear. “Hopefully you’re still grateful when the poppers wear off.”

This is beyond delusional. Trumps mind is gone. Parroting fiction he invents about Kamala shows how much blind trust you have in your cult leader.

I came into this discussion for the title "Not voting because Harris is a woman?" which doesn't even imply that is for black men only. So, as a mixed race men, here are my two cents. I will vote for vice president Harris because of this menu of two candidates offered by America's major parties, she is by far and away the most qualified to lead this nation. That, and also because Donald Trump is a criminal, a traitor, a moron and corrupt to the core. So from my perspective I am being offered a chocolate chip cookie named Harris and a piece of shit named Trump. I am not going to be asking about the amount of sugar in the cookie to see if I chose it, believe me, especially not after the helping of shit we had between 1/20/2017 and 1/20/2021. No, sir!

i think you guys are overthinking this. they both have to not only attract new voters but ensure turn out of base. she seems to be doing more to poach his former voters and he seems to be doing more to rile up his base. getting black men to commit to voting dem is nothing more than shoring up their base and not losing an election due to poor turnout. she needs obama level turnout so getting obama to pep rally his base to vote for her makes sense.

There is something to be said for both. They all start as random, whether or not I see them again. If they turn into a regular, then there has to be something good about them.

5. Forty-five minutes later we were all sitting on the couch in varying stages of undress. Toby had pulled his pants back on but left his underwear off and hadn’t buttoned his fly, his ample bush still spilling out. Alec was sitting in just his white briefs, the outline of his still slightly plumped cock distractingly obvious. I had pulled on my shirt and my boxers, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious and exposed. Every time I moved I felt my wet tender hole. It thrilled me and scared me at the same time. Toby pressed a glass of water into my hands, “Drink up.” “How do you feel,” asked Alec, “now that the poppers have worn off.” “I know that it’s a lot to take in…” Toby said a little sheepishly. “Yeah, neither of you are exactly small.” My cheeky reply seemed to take them both off guard. Alec stammered a little, “You’re… you’re not upset about what happened? Because look, it was… I shouldn’t have taken advantage of…” “I’m… I’m honestly glad that you did.” I turned to face Alec. “Yeah, the poppers the let me. I don’t know what the words are. They let me let go… or took me to the right place, to like… to be willing to give in. That doesn’t mean,” I paused and took a big breath, this felt rather monuments to say, “That doesn’t mean that I didn’t want what happened. I… when you started playing with my ass it felt too good to stop. I’ve never felt anything like that. I didn’t want it to end. And while I wasn’t exactly asking you to fuck me raw and cum in my ass.” Alec blushed, “I’m glad you did. I’m glad you pushed me. I’m glad I gave in. I’ve never felt anything that felt that good! I’m not high now.” I added to Toby who was looking skeptical. “You two just opened something up inside me and showed me something about myself I’d never even imagined was there.” “Really,” Toby said. “Yes! I loved getting fucked by the two of you,” my words tumbling out of me almost faster than I could think. “I loved it! It felt so good. I felt so sexy, and hot. My hole feels… my hole still feels so open, and wet. It’s such a turn on.” I turned to Alec, “I even liked swallowing your load. And I would,” deep breath, “I would do it again, even without the poppers.” “But Matt you’re straight,” Toby said. “Maybe.. maybe I’m not as straight as I thought. Maybe I’m bi or something. I don’t know. That doesn’t matter. I can figure that out. What I do know is that two of my best friends just fucked the shit out of me and I loved it… and I’d do it all over again.” I then acted on a wild impulse and reached out for Alec’s face. I pulled him close and smashed our lips together. He hesitated for a moment and then accepted my kiss, or tongues slipping into each other’s mouths. After a moment I broke away and did the same to Toby leaving him panting and looking flustered. “I do have one question though.” I said looking between the two of them. “Just one,” Alec laughed. “Did you say Jack got the poppers from Frank… like Frank the landlord?” “Well…” “Might as well tell him, he’s sitting there with both of our loads in his hole because of those damn poppers.” “Yeah. Jack got the poppers from Frank. He mixed them up special. I don’t really know what he does but he buys regular ones from the store and then doctors them up or something. They’re way more powerful than normal poppers and tend to make people… compliant.” “But Frank? How did Jack start getting poppers from Frank?” “Well… um… you know how our place is so cheap?” “Yeah…” “It shouldn’t be. We should be paying a lot more in rent, but that first day we were looking at apartment you weren’t with us. Frank said he’d give us a deal if we all…” “Oh for fuck say,” Toby said cutting in, “Frank gives us a break on rent because we all hook up with him.” “All three of you have been fucking our landlord the whole time we’ve lived here?” “Well, usually he fucks us,” Alec said with a grin. “And Jack took his load on the floor by the door before we’d even signed the lease.” “Holy shit! How often?” “Jack and he fuck a lot.” “He’s Jack’s type to a T honestly. An older guy with a cock thick as a beer can.” They both laugh. “So if he fucks you… but you both fucked me… what does that…” “Alec and I are both vers, though I think Alec leans more towards being a top.” “True, and Jack is a big ol’ bottom. Though, I think he’d make and exception if you asked him. He’s got a nice cock, and he cums a lot… I think you’d enjoy it.” My hole twitched thinking about taking my last roommate’s cock. I hadn’t known I wanted that till Alec made it sound like a possibility. “Although Jack cant keep a secret to save his life… so unless you want Frank to know you’re not as straight as you though… we should probably keep this from Jack.” “Would Frank want to fuck me too then?” I wasn’t exactly uninterested in the idea of a beer can thick cock. “We had to work pretty hard to convince him you were straight. He tried to make the deal all of us or nothing, but when he found out how desperate for his dick Jack was he gave in.” “If he knew you’d just taken both of our loads he’d be demanding his rent…” “Fuck Mattie, that turned you on didn’t it,” Alec was looking at my crotch where my dick had started to press against the fabric of my boxers. “Well… yeah kinda. I’ve never thought of Frank in that way, but um… a beer can cock sounds… um… intriguing.” “Fuck! That’s hot,” said Toby rubbing his own crotch. “Is that what you want?” Alec asked leaning close to me again. His voice had taken on that same slightly commanding tone he’d had when he’d first found me playing with my hole. “You want us to get you high again and come have Frank dump his load in you?” “All you have to do is ask,” Toby added, the tone in the room had very suddenly shifted. They were the ones in control again. The trepidation they’d felt in their post nut clarity gone. “Here,” Alec handed me back the poppers, “take a hit.” I paused knowing that if I sniffed the poppers even a little I would be flying and once I was flying I’d be desperate for more cock. If I sniffed them I was going to get fucked by our landlord. I looked back and forth at Alec and Toby, they were both obviously hard again. Turned on as they were I knew they wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me. I unscrewed the cap, and took a long drag.

I kept me smoking, and I was spun. His grin told me he was satisfied and took the pipe away from me. The cocktail of drugs fucked with my consciousness. I felt the need to fuck. I wanted to fuck. But I kept zoning out and coming back to it. Matt slipped his pants off. He wasn’t wearing jocks, and he was ready to fuck by the looks of his thick cock standing to attention. I was on the bed as he leant over and grabbed my pants, yanking them off and rolling me to my front, revealing my peach arse. I heard Matt growl under his breath. He pushed my legs apart using his legs. He was above me, and I was inebriated. I didn’t think I was going to be in this situation. A fleeting moment crossed my mind realising I didn’t prepare to be fucked and hoped I was ok down there. He grabbed my arse cheeks with his rough hands and spread them wide. He wasn’t playing around. My hole was exposed, and he dove in deep. His tongue was long, thick, and strong. I felt it piercing me. For all the drugs I had in my system, my hole still resisted. Possibly because it was close to a year since I had anyone entertain it. God, I hoped it was clean down there. He didn’t complain. I kept hearing him moan within his muffled mouth and my arse. His hands held my arse cheeks tight. It hurt. He didn’t care. He knew what he wanted and wasn’t worried if I was comfortable. ‘Mm. A little dirty… And tight.’ Matt moaned while slightly lifting his face from my arse as he adjusted himself to get a better grip to dive deeper. My back arched in the air with my face buried in the sheets. Matt wrapped his big arms around my legs and pulled my arse cheeks even more expansive, holding them tight with his strong arms; his mouth was like a suction cap to my hole as he forcefully drove deeper inside. I must have passed out at times, losing track of how long we were in this position when I was startled to a semi-conscious level by Matt tossing me onto my back and spreading my legs wide. He held me tight. I could feel his body heat radiating on my skin and the head of his cock pressed against my moist hole. He looked down upon my no doubt bloodshot eyes. I could smell my arse on his breath as he pressed his lips onto mine, pushing my mouth wide open. His tongue dove deep. I could hardly breathe except for the recycled air between his breath and mine. I struggled to pull away, but Matt was too strong and held me tight. I was desperate for air and began to lose consciousness when he pushed his thick cock into my hole, driving it to the base of his cock. I passed out.

I was numb for the next three days. I scratched together enough funds from my dwindling student loan to rent a cabin on the edge of a secluded lake. I limited my alcohol consumption to a bottle of red wine per day. I cooked good meals for myself. I hiked, did stretches and skinny dipped. I totally surprised myself and spent a significant amount of this alone time reading. I ripped through ‘Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance’. I jerked off to the amazing erotica gay novel Totem, about a young guy that services the men that don’t want to use the women in a turn of the century brothel. I deeply related to the promiscuity of this lead character and was jealous of his opportunities to be fucked and bred freely long before the AIDS pandemic. I would have done far better in school if I’d been free to write a book report on a novel like that. And I skimmed through ‘The Joy of Gay Sex’. Of course, I spent a lot of time lusting over the erotic sketches. After the third day the numbness started to melt from my body and mind. A Zen attitude of calm acceptance and ‘observing the observer’ as they say settled more deeply into my bones. When I got home, I went into my volunteer shift at the fire hall. Things were very quiet that evening, no calls. Most of the guys were either doing maintenance chores on the trucks and hoses or working out in the well stocked gym. I folded some hoses, stored them away safely and then found myself lifting weights in the gym. The fire fighter I lusted after most came along and offered to spot me. I could feel every cell of my body warm as I gazed up at this handsome silver fox daddy. He was in workout shorts that emphasized his well muscled thighs, and a low-cut muscle t that showed off his densely haired muscular chest, bared his rugged shoulders and his well-developed arms. He was my dream fuck and I was afraid of sprouting a boner every time I saw him. With him standing over my head I was losing the battle with my chub. As we worked out, he warmly started our chat. He cut right to the point letting me know he was impressed with the change in me. I thought I knew what he was talking about but asked him to ‘say more please.’ He wondered what I had done to be so much calmer and appear more self confident. I told him about the ‘time out’ I had just given myself. He was full of questions about where I’d gone and what I had done to make the time useful. I told him about reading ‘Zen and the Art …’ and he shared how much he had enjoyed that book. How it had helped him clarify own and accept his own unique value system. Then he asked if I’d read anything else. I was relieved when he didn’t know the novel, Totem. I didn’t mention ‘The Joy of Gay Sex.’ That’s when he dropped what felt like a bomb to me. He freely shared that he had just read the underground diary of a ‘Gay Escort’. He had loved it and felt deeply affirmed! “So, you are gay?” I bluntly asked. “You hadn’t guessed?” He seemed genuinely baffled. “Well, I might have hoped.” I confessed. “So, are you expecting me to believe you didn’t take any gay porn magazines to this secluded cottage, or have an adventure or three on you hikes?” “How I wish.” I began confessing morefully. I opened up about the erotic nature of the novel I had read and I told him about ‘The Joy of Gay Sex.’ He let me know this was one of his favorite coffee table books along with an Andy Warhall collection of erotic gay photos. I blurted all about the breakup with Fred which spurred my time out. He listened so well I told him everything. The fire hall calendar shoot. I reminded him I was part of 'The Full Monty'. I even confessed about the extra curricular photo shoot that led to me loosing my virginity. I wasn't going to let on about getting bred that first time. But he asked if it had been safe sex. I couldn't lie to him and he showed no judgement or surprise. He did pry and ask how many guys had fucked me. I confessed I'd lost track, but admitted to quite a few. Had they all bred me? My 'yes' was a combination of hesitation and boast. “Do you want to come by after our shift and have a look at my coffee table books ?” He asked “Honestly? I could do that?” my boner was very obvious. “By the look of that tent we may do more than look at coffee table books.” He grinned. Our shift flew by, and I was soon following him to his place. “Do you drink?” He asked as I settled in at the coffeetable. “How about a cranberry, vodka martini?” “Sounds great!” I responded enthusiastically. After the second martini he put his powerful hand on my thigh and asked if I wanted to see his ‘playroom.’ I gulped and he took my hand saying; “I’ll take that as a yes.” I was led into the basement. The first room was a well-equipped home gym. We passed through this and a heavy door into an amazing sex dungeon. I’d read about these and seen pictures, but had never been inon.e. My skin crawled with lust and my ass felt a magnetic attraction to the St. Andrew’s cross and fuck bench. That was until I saw the sling in the farthest corner. ‘Holy fuck’ I though, ‘This is amazing!’ I blurted. “So, what captures your attention? We’ve got all night, I’m off for the next four days. Let’s start by getting naked.” He watched as I started to unbutton my shirt, so I made it a slow reveal. Same with my jeans and briefs. He was mesmerized and never took his eyes off me.. When I stood before him stark naked I said; “Your turn.” He performed a delightful strip tease. The crescendo finish was his sizable cock springing from his briefs, and the sight of my first Prince Albert other than in pictures. It was my turn to be mesmerized. “Do you like the PA?” he asked. “That and the member it presents with.” I responded. “Right answer. Now come over here and let’s establish any rules or boundaries we might need.” He led me to a long slim table along the wall. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a box of condoms. “Yes, or no?” he queried. I pulled a bottle of Vaseline out of the same drawer and placed it beside the condoms; “You only get to use those if you use this for lube.” I responded and smiled. “I like the way your mind works.” He picked up the box and tossed it in a waste basket. “I was pretty sure we wouldn’t need those nasty things from your earlier confessions.” He opened the next drawer and there was an assortment of dildos. “I’m pretty big soft, but I am a grower. I’m going to need you to choose which of these I’ll use to open you up.” I didn’t choose the smallest, about 4 inches and quite thin, nor the largest, 16 inches and forearm thick. My selection started at 7 inches with an average cock girth, 9 inches, definitely thicker and a 12 incher, as thick as a beer can. “Excellent choices. Those should work quite well.” He proclaimed this before pointing at the things hanging on the wall over the table. “So which of these would you choose, or would you prefer my bare hand, or are you not into getting spanked? I do like to play a bit rough but you need to decide and let me know your limits.” “Spanking? I’ve never given it much thought. That said, any bare part of you is always welcome, … and lets experiment with this paddle and this flogging leather.” “What are your limits. Lite enough for no reddening, red welts ok, or are you into getting marked maybe even leaving with a whip cut that could scar?” “Fuck man, do some guys like that?” I was more than a bit flummoxed by the enquiry. “Some do. But we’ll start gentle and work up to your limit. Now where? St. Andrews cross? fuck bench? I think you are probably a sling kind of guy.” “You read my mind. Although I’d like to try all three at some point. Especially the cross when it comes to bondage.” “Oh, we have time for all three and more. Let’s get you into this sling.” He helped me in and lowered the top of my body, so my mouth was in the perfect location to service his cock. When I complained about the PA hitting my teeth, he took it off. I insisted he would need to put it back on when he went to fuck me. “Oh, I have a bigger gaged one for that, I assure you.” I went to work with my mouth and was glad I had chosen such a large dildo. His member was mammoth, bigger than anything I had ever managed in my ass before. Satisfied he was hard he moved and dove in to rim my hole. Fingers and tongue were soon penetrating my happy ring. The first dido slid in quite easily with only spit for lube. I’d never had a dildo in my ass before this. I thought ‘if this is what a condomed cock feels like I want no part of them.' The second required lube. I was amused he used Vaseline. There was no way the third was going in even my stretched hole. After three aborted tries he introduced me to poppers. Heat flooded my body, my head spun, and my heart started pounding like a deasil engine. I was terrified, that was until my ass relaxed and sucked the big dildo in to the hilt. I had never felt so full in my life, but the fear had vanished and the rush from the poppers had me panting; “Fuck yeah, more, more.” He was spurred on to pull the big dildo out and drive it back in a dozen times. He then coached me to take three big huffs of the poppers. I was glad I was held safe by the sling, I never could have kept standing. He inserted his biggest gage PA through his cock, lubed it and worked it into my vulnerable hole. The cold on my hot ass was such a unique experience. My ass couldn’t wait for me to savour this experience and sucked his monster in balls deep. During the best fuck of my life so far, he would popper me up every few minutes. I didn’t want this to end, but I also grew impatient to experience his climax. I began to beg; “Breed me, cum in my ass.” I was devastated with his response. He pulled completely out. My ass gaped and cool air flooded in. What was he doing? Then I realized he was jerking his big tool with the slit at my hole. Soon he bellowed “I’m cuming!” And at the same moment he plunged back into me deep flooding my insides with rope after rope of his hot load. Even before his member deflatied he pulled out and my mouth was presented with his slime covered tool. I sucked and licked it clean with fervour. I was no sooner done than he feltched out my creamy hole and snowballed what seemed like a gallon of his cum tainted with my ass juices and a hint of Vaseline. “How be we move you to my St. Andrew’s Cross for an introduction to bondage, spanking and if you’re up to it whipping? That will give me time to recharge” I wasn’t going to turn down an opportunity for another fuck. I was soon strapped onto the cross. My inner exhibitionist was disappointed there wasn’t an audience it felt so good to be strapped up naked for show. He started by gently tapping my ass cheeks with his hand. I laughed and told him I could take harder. He slapped my ass, and it felt great. “Sure more!” I encouraged. My cheeks were turning red and to my amazement I loved the sting. He came very close fed poppers to my nostrils and whispered seductively in my ear, “I think you are enjoying this. I think you’d enjoy it even more with witnesses. What do you say?” “Fuck, you’ve read my mind. Is there anyone you can invite over quickly.” “I knew that would be your answer, there are five of my fuck buddy friends waiting in my home gym.” “You’re mocking me.” I don’t know how he signaled them, but they came through the door. Five muscular hunky men all attired in only jock straps. I couldn’t believe my eyes. They all came close and petted my naked prone body. Two kissed my red hand welted ass. My senses climbed very closely to overwhelm. “OK guys, you’ll all get your chance later. First, the show.” He proclaimed. Two of the guys brought him the biggest dildo I had already experienced and a ping pong paddle. He ceremonially worked the dido into my well lubricated ass. Then he started to hit my already red ass checks with the paddle. The first smacks were substantial but I asked for more. The smacking and pain kept growing and the audience was groaning in sympathy for my red ass. I knew I had my audience hooked and I had no intention of passing up the opportunity to perform. “Harder!” I yelled. The next smacks reverberated throughout the room. When I didn’t faint from the pain, I made a request; “Fuck man, I need your biggest dildo. And, I want you to whip me while one of these guys fucks it into me.” The guys cheered and a volunteer grabbed the toy from the drawer. Actually, he first pulled the second biggest and I shook my head. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Bring me more poppers.” I demanded with determination. As the head of the 16 inch very thick dildo penetrated my ring my fireman friend lightly kissed my back with his leather whip. “I said whip me, not stroke me.” His intensity increased as the massive artificial cock inched its way into my super stretched ass. I was now being fed poppers non-stop and sucking them in like life-giving oxygen. I managed to growl, “Harder, for fuck sake, harder!” My torturer asked with deep concern; “I’m starting to leave welts, I don’t want to scar you.” All I could think was, ‘I’ll never do this again and I’m not giving up in front of this audience.’ So I cried out; “Slay me until that thing is into me too the hilt.” The beating began and the moment I heard the guy fucking the dildo into my ass say it was to the hilt I fainted. I couldn’t have been out for more than a few seconds. I awoke with my torturers in my face asking if I was ok. I took a brief moment to assess. The stinging on my back was at an 11 out of 10. My ass and guts felt like they were being torn apart. I moaned; “Is it still in me?” When the answer was yes I asked cockillie; “How many of you want to fist me when it comes out? No need to waste this ass stretching.” One of the voices spoke up; “You should be careful what you ask for.” ‘You’re up first!” I crowed As I feasted on a steady diet of poppers gallons of Crisco lubed my ass as three muscular arms were worked into me up to the elbow. The fourth was a little guy who almost got in to his armpit. He assured me he’d done this a few times before. He pulled back leaving his fist inside. He inserted his cock and began to masterbate himself. He announced his release for all to hear. Nothing had ever felt so fucking intimate before nor since. I began to wonder if my insides would ever shift back to there normal locations. I was ceremonially released from the cross and the group of men tenderly bathed me in a huge soaker tub. I was given a sedative and pain killers and slept soundly for the next 10 hours. I never left his house for the next three days as a none stop string of his friends stopped by to raw fuck and breed my ass. He’d kept a tally. 64 loads had been pumped into me by him and 24 of his friends. As I finally left, he tenderly asked me how I was doing. “I’m a little worse for the ware and tare. I went to far pushing you to flog me. I learned a lesson there. And I won't be requesting fisting again. Although if they all ended with a cock jerked in me ... that was fuckin mind blowing. But the rest of it ... honestly I feel like a million dollars.” “Sounds like you’ve found your calling.” He assured me

My mate, Hamish shoots the heaviest strongest load I’ve seen. When he masturbates he can fire powerful jets of sperm 6 feet easy. I’ve never felt so full as when he cums in my arse. I feel his load filling me up but the best time with him is when I’m sucking him off. He tells me when he’s gunna cum and I’ve got to start swallowing real quick - one swallow for each jet of seed. More than one jolt fills my mouth up. I gotta keep swallowing until his balls are empty - at least 8 jolts. I love chugging down his cum.

I got an Oxballs Pighole for my boy, Drew. It’s fucking awesome. It’s real thick so it takes some effort to get it in his hole. He moans like a pig when I mount him and thrust inside him roughly. It easily doubles the girth of my shaft so his asshole is stretched wide when I’m inside him. I fuck him ruff and shoot my seed through it, deep into his gut. You should definitely get one.

Chapter 7 – Ethan’s fate (finale) J: Ok boy, stand up. Now assume the position, you naughty lil bitch. As commanded, Ethan stood up and then went back to the edge of the bed. Ass up head down. He knew this was what was wanted. Jake went to one of his drawers and brought out a play toy. It was a penis sheath. Less endowed men wear them to live up to larger men. He hands this to Eric. Eric placed the sheath on his already large dick. By the time he was able to get it down over his shaft. Jake was already pushing a giant chunk of T shard up the boys hungry hole. Using 4 fingers to push the shard deep and really absorb. The boy loved every second of this new booty bump – shaking his ass to an song only he heard. Jake then moved aside as Eric lined up his thick monster with the boy’s hole. Eric’s dick was already as thick as 4 fingers. With the sheath stretched around it, it was almost double the thickness now. Practically a beer can of a dick. His monster dick head poked out 3 inches the top of the sheath glistening with precum. Without warning, Erik plunged into the unsuspecting boy. The boys hole had no time to clinch down. All 11 inches and untold thickness slammed right in. Ethan couldn’t even scream, the breath was shocked right out of him. His ass was now trying to squeeze down and squeeze out the intruding object but to no avail. All He could do was push his head into the mattress and pray for mercy. Tears rolling down his once innocent cheeks. A pool of spit just collecting around his mouth pressed into the mattress. Ethan knew he was hurt on that one. He was literally being split in 2 by the log invading his hole. Ethan thought to himself. E:I have to be bleeding after that one. This is how I’m going to die. Fucked in half by a stranger. And Ethan decided to give up and just die there in that pool of spit and cum. His own cum that he shot on himself. Maybe some blood from his hole too. He didn’t know for sure. This was it. He gave up and accepted his fate. A flash. An other flash. Polaroids of his face. J: Yes! That’s it! That’s what we have been waiting for. The death of hope in his eyes. He has accepted his new place as our fuck boy. Now and forever. Ours to do with as we please. His spirit is broken, like a young colt. Now you can take that silly thing off and cum. Shoot as much of your charged cum into him as you can. Eric pulls out and rips the sheath off and plunges his dick back into a once tight hole. Now a pussy for his master’s pleasure. The stallion pumps the boy’s ass for another 15 minutes nonstop ER: Im cuuuuuuuumming! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhg. The boy did not make a sound. His will was broken. He just lay there as his ass tried to push out the cum it was filled with. His ass a gapping hole just twitched and Jake pushed in a huge butt plug to secure the cum. Ethan just laid there. Waiting for his next instructions from his new master. FIN

When I started man on man sex about 35 years ago, I just got blowjobs. Then I started sucking dick. This was always bare of course. The first time I fucked a guy, it was bareback. And the first time I got fucked, and I was through a Gloryhole, that was bareback. And after a few years, I became a real slut. Some guys fucked me with a condom, but mostly not. What is the years went by? I became a real cum whore, always wanting that liquid in my ass or in my mouth. I looked it up off of floors at the glory holes, port in my mouth out of the garbage cans, sometimes with piss mixed in, I became obsessed with Cum. that’s all I want now is loads of come. what I usually do lately is go to a rest stop. Mostly I suck dick. But I always save the loads and spit them into a condom and bring them home with me. I’ve got a few in my freezer. when I get home, I take that and put it on my own cock and jack off. I am a come obsessed whore

3. “Now eyes forward and get that bottle under your nose.” Alec commanded. “Take a long sniff and count to twenty before breathing out. I huffed the little bottle deeper than ever, reveling in the feeling of intoxicating warmth spreading through my body. Looking dead ahead, I counted slowly to twenty. While I was counting I heard Alec spit, and felt a big glob land on my loosened hole. As I breathed out I felt Alec pushing something new against my ass. I pressed back into the invading object, the scent opening my hole for me. There was a tiny moment of resistance and then the thick head of whatever it was burst in side me. “Oh fuck,” we both said almost in unison. Alec’s hands grabbed my hips, holding me in place. He pushed it deeper and deeper inside of me forcing desperate moans from my lips. I squirmed, overwhelmed with how good it felt to be opened up again. “Fuck yes, take it all. Good boy,” Alec cooed. I felt his body press against me, his hands slid up to my shoulders and he leaned down to whisper in my ear again. “Now I’m going to really fuck you” “It feels so good Alec. It feels so warm.” “That’s because my raw cock is balls deep in your hole. You’ve got another man’s dick in your ass straight boy.” Even in my blissed-out haze that felt wrong somewhere in the back of my mind. “I don’t know Alec… The toy was… it felt good… but your dick… but… oh fuck!” He flexed his cock inside of me and pushed it a little deeper. “You asked me to fuck you,” he said in a cool, almost seductive voice. “And doesn’t your hole feel good wrapped around my hard cock. You want to feel good don’t you Mattie.” “It feels so fucking good. Fuck!” “Exactly. Give in to the pleasure. Take another hit and give in.” I couldn’t think of anything how good it felt to have something inside my ass. It didn’t matter that it was another man’s cock. It felt too good to stop. I took another hit off the brown bottle and gave in. Alec sensed my acceptance and whispered, “good boy,” before pulling his cock halfway out of my hole and then pressing it in again. I groaned. I couldn’t imagine anything feeling this good. My senses were being overloaded. I pressed myself back against his hips, trying to get him deeper inside me. “That’s it. Give in to the poppers, let them guide you. It feels good doesn’t it? It feels good to give in.” “Holy shit, this is so much better than the dildo. Fuck! Alec! Your cock… it… your cock feels so good inside me. You’re so fucking hard! Don’t stop! Please… please… keep… keep fucking me!” “Don’t worry… I’m not gonna stop till your straight boy ass is full of my cum.” He started to hammer into me then, making me scream. He grunted as he rammed his cock in and out of my now open hole. We were both covered in sweat and the room stunk of it. The sound of slapping flesh echoed off the walls. The part of me that had tried to stop when I realized that Alec had his dick in me was reeling. My brain couldn’t really understand what was happening. I was straight, always had been, but Alec’s cock felt so good, how could I stop it. I never wanted those waves of pleasure to end. I just had to give into it, but what did that mean for me. Instead of trying to answer that question I sniffed at the little bottle again and lost myself in the fog. I became putty in Alec’s hands letting him hammer into my hole. I pushed back into his thrusts, banging my ass against his hips. Every thrust made me grunt or moan. It was like someone else had control of my body. Suddenly Alec pulled his whole cock from my hole, and smacked my ass hard. “Get on your back. I wanna see your eyes when I dump my load in your straight ass.” I flipped onto my back, and almost instinctively pulled my legs up to my chest. Alec chuckled. As he moved to get between my legs I saw his cock for the first time. It was wide with a big blunt mushroom head. Probably as long as my cock, but almost twice as thick. It burst out, throbbing, from a trimmed bush, and big heavy looking balls hung below. My hole quivered at the sight. “You like seeing the cock that took your cherry?” Alec said, his voice almost mocking. “Its so thick… I can’t believe I can take it. How did it fit in my hole?” “Because you’re flying high on Jack’s special poppers. They’ll open anyone up. Take a good hit, and get ready for my load. I haven’t gotten off in a couple of days. I’m going to fucking flood you.” I sniffed Jack’s special poppers, my vision blured and my head spun. Alec sunk his cock into me in one easy move while I was still lost in the initial wave. When I could understand the world around me again he was already mercilessly hammering at my hole. I looked up into his face, contorted with animalistic hunger, and thought for the first time how hot he was. His chest glistened with sweat, matting down the hair between his pecs. His brow was knit tight with the exertion of fucking me. His lips parted slightly as he grunted with his roughest thrusts. You’re straight, that little sober voice told me, you’re doing this because it feels good not because you’re attracted to Alec. Still, there was no denying that he looked good pounding me. “Fuck, I can’t believe I’m actually going to say this,” Alec panted, “But I’m about to breed your fucking hole Matt. I’m gonna fucking cum so deep inside side you. Fuck. Your hole feels so good.” “Pound me! Your cock feels so good. Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” “Take my fucking load straight boy!” Alec roared and punched his dick into me as hard as he could. I felt something inside me give way as if he’d pushed past the ring of my hole again. His cock throbbed and pulsed buried deep inside me. He moaned and a hot flood started to spread inside me. This is nuts, that sober voice shouted, he just came inside you; but it was drowned out by the rest of my mind which was singing with pleasure. The heat of Alec’s load seemed to expend though my whole body. Every nerve lit up like a Christmas tree. My eyes rolled back into my head and I crashed into the couch. I couldn’t move. All I could do was lay there as Alec’s cock continued to throb and pump out the last of his load. Panting, Alec collapsed on top of me, his cock still deep inside my hole. We lay there, a sweaty mess. “Holy shit Alec. That felt so fucking good! I can’t believe it.” “You can’t believe it? I just bred my straight roommate…” he shook his head and started to pull out. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, trying to keep him from taking his cock out of my hole. I was still quivering from the mind-numbing bliss that came from him pounding me and I didn’t want it to end. “Don’t,” I said in a breathy voice, “don’t pull out. I don’t want it to end. It just feels so good.” “What the hell did I just walk in on.” Alec’s head jerked up as our roommate Toby came around the couch.

Masc Bottom (John) – Interlude “Oh fuck dude, cum in my ass. I want to feel it.” Moans John. An hour ago John was a masc for masc gay sports bro. He acted the top, called bottoms sluts, and was a ‘love ‘em and leave ‘em’ kind of guy. He had fucked the sexy twink in front of his friends just like a good top should do. He performed his duty as a man. Then, out of lust and an almost envious desire to be like the same twink he fucked, he let his friend fuck him bareback. Not that bareback was a big deal for John as a bottom. John let almost every guy that he took home from the bar hit it bareback. He always said things like, “Dude I don’t do this often. I don’t have condoms here,” or “sorry man, I’m out of rubbers,” or his favorite, “not like I can get pregnant.” Then he’d bend over or lean back or turn over – however the top wanted to fuck him – and he’d take their cocks bareback. He always begged those guys to cum inside him or just never asked them to pull out. John was 33. He’d lived in 4 different cities since college ended and a couple hundred guys had fucked him. He loved feeling the guys cum inside him. However, the pressure of pretending he was a top caused John to hate himself after almost every encounter. He’d love the sex until the next morning when he’d freak out about whether or not his friends would find out or, sometimes, whether a dude had HIV or not – a question John seldom asked his tops before spreading his legs. Now, here he was in a shower room of the campground, begging a guy to cum inside him. No secrets. No lies. It was daylight outside. John wasn’t drunk or high. He was a little buzzed and bent over getting railed by a dude he met 5 minutes ago. Fuck it feels so good. The first guy cums in John’s ass and pulls out. The second guy steps up and pushes his cock into John. John moans. John can see a campground worker staring at them from the toilet area. He’s watching John get railed bareback by two guys he just met. Normally John would be totally freaked out that his secret would become known. This time, John pushes his ass back and starts fucking himself on the cock inside him. His thrusts back meet the top’s thrusts forward and soon this top is blowing his load in John without asking. He pulls out and he and his friend leave. John stands there for a minute and lets the cum run down his legs. He reaches back and fingers the cum back into his ass as he jerks his cock. John realizes he has three loads in his ass now – one from his friend, two from strangers, and he has told two of his friends that he has let men breed him. Realizing he outed himself as a bottom, John strokes his cock, fingers the cum into his ass, and blows his load on the wall.

He y'all. I am traveling to a state that bans this site for a few weeks. I am posting two updates. I am starting to enlarge the cast of characters. The first chapter is about Matt. The second introduces a related character's story. Getting Away, Part 6 Rugby comes back with one of the clones – this one blond with an accent – and says, “Ready to eat?” Matt says, “Starving.” The guys get out of the pool. Matt grabs his shirt, towel and flip flops and says bye to Paul. Matt and the three guys guide Matt to their camp site which is at the farther end of the campgrounds. The sexual banter continues all the way to the guys’ campsite. When they get there, Matt laughs out loud. There is a large, long tent with three flap windows on each side and a large opening on one end. It looks like a Quonset hut. Matt says, “That has to be the biggest tent I’ve ever seen. I gotta admit I was kind of wondering how all four of us were going to fuck in a tent, but now I get it.” Rugby kisses Matt and the other two guys kiss. Matt pulls his half shirt over his head. Rugby is making out with Matt aggressively. In addition to Rugby’s insistent exploration of Matt’s torso, Matt feels hands on his back, lips on his neck, and someone untying the string of his swimsuit. For the third time today he feels a man slide his swimsuit off. Naked and not yet even inside the tent, Matt rubs Rugby’s cock through his swimsuit. Matt feels a cock rubbing on his ass crack. The guy with the accent says, “Lets get in the tent before we fuck in the dirt.” The guys get in the tent, Matt falls back on an air mattress. Matt is now making out the blond, accented guy. Then makes out with the first guy he was with. Then Matt is straddling one guy and making out with the other. All three are naked. Rugby is rummaging through a couple bags. Rugby comes back to the group and puts some condoms and lube on the air mattress. Matt rubs Rugby’s cock through his swimsuit and says, “Take it out. I want to see your cock.” Rugby drops his trunks and Matt sees a gorgeous 8.5/9” cock in front of him and starts sucking on it. The guys collapse in a pile of cocksucking and ass eating. Matt has a mouth on his ass, a mouth on his cock, guys rubbing his nipples; all while Matt is attached like a starving baby to Rugby’s cock. Matt is positioned on all 4s with Rugby in front of him and the other two behind him. The other two guys are taking turns eating Matt’s ass. Matt can’t help himself. He laughs around Rugby’s cock and pulls his mouth off the cock. While stroking Rugby’s impressive meat Matt says, “You guys are paying a lot of attention to my ass. What makes you think I’m the one getting fucked? I’m a top.” The guys all take a beat from what they are doing. Rugby says, “No way. Really?” Matt looks at their faces and laughs again. “Fuck no. I’m a total bottom.” The guy with the accent makes an audible sigh of relief and says, “Thank God.” They all laugh. Rugby leans down and kisses Matt. He says, “You are fucking hot and adorable.” Matt says, “And you don’t have a magnum among these condoms.” Rugby raises an eyebrow and Matt kisses him again. Matt can hear the lube bottle open and feels lube being applied to his ass. He feels a cock rubbing in his ass crack. Rugby says, “Fuck that cock looks so cook between your ass checks.” The condoms are right next to Matt’s hand. Matt picks up a condom. At that moment, Rugby’s cock pushes on Matt’s lips and Matt opens his mouth to suck his cock. Matt readjusts to take the man’s large cock in his mouth. As he does, the cock rubbing on Matt’s wet hole pops inside. The top moans. Matt groans around Rugby’s cock. Matt doesn’t realize that he is still holding the unopened condom in his hand. All three other men watched as the bare cock breached the twink’s hole. The guy whose dick slipped in Matt’s ass is usually a bottom, although his friends don’t know that. His friends also don’t know that know that most of the guys he meets fuck him raw. He’s a nurse and knows the risks of unprotected sex. But when he meets men at the bars he’s usually drunk and with his inhibitions lowered he gives it up bareback almost every time he takes someone home. The guy slips his dick back out and waits for the twink to give him the condom. The top doesn’t move to take the condom from Matt, but instead puts his bare cock back on Matt’s hole. The other two tops are watching, knowing this is a pivotal moment. They all know if the twink takes it bareback from one of them, they are all likely to get him bareback. This fuck has just taken an exciting turn. The top pushes his cock on Matt’s hole. Matt pushes back to meet the motion. The tops cock slides in bareback all the way to the balls. Matt groans around Rugby’s cock as the top’s balls touch his ass. Rugby says, “Fuck watching that cock slide in your ass was so hot.” The first top fucking Matt is awkwardly trying to find his rhythm. He hasn’t topped in over a year. The other top behind Matt makes out with the first top. Making out helps the top find his “top energy” and the guy starts long stroking in and out of Matt, almost removing his cock and sliding all the way back in. He likes this because the twink’s hole feels tight around his cock head and almost makes him shoot a few times. The top decides to see if pulling out and pushing back in the twink’s hole will increase the sensations. And it does the trick. In less than 10 strokes fully removing his cock from Matt’s ass and plunging back in, the first top shoots his load on and in Matt’s hole. Rugby pulls Matt up and kisses him and says, “That was so hot. Did you like it?” Matt says, “Yeah. That was a nice fuck.” Rugby pushes the twink’s head back down to his cock and Matt takes it in his mouth. The second guy pushes his larger cock on Matt’s hole. Once again the twink doesn’t hand the top a condom. The second top had an HIV scare a few months ago. He woke up at a man’s house he had met at the bar and had been fucked bareback by the man and two of his friends – just like Matt is doing right now. He tested negative and vowed to only practice safe sex. But with his bare cock pushing on this twink hole, he says fuck it and pushes his bare cock inside. Matt moans this time. This cock is thicker and longer. It feels good when it’s all the way inside. This top is an aggressive fuck. Matt must put both hands on the mattress to steady himself. As he does, Matt feels the unopened condom beneath his palm. He realizes that for the fourth time today Matt is taking a bare fuck from a man he doesn’t know. Matt moans both knowingly and from pleasure as the cock hits his prostate. The second top is turned on by the sensation of a raw ass on his cock. He used to wonder why the three men he took home in April had fucked him bareback. Now he knows. This is the first time he’s fucked a guy bareback and it is a beautiful twink with a ripped body. Just the thought of it is going to make him……and he shouts ”ohhhh…fuckkkkkkkk……CCCUUUUUUMMMMMMMM!” He buries his cock in Matt’s hole and blows a very large load inside the twink’s ass. As the second top pulls out, Matt decides he’s already broken his “safe sex” rules again so it’s time to go for broke. He pulls off Rugby’s cock and pretending he isn’t aware that he’s just taken two loads, lies on his back and puts his feet on the bed on either side of Rugby’s large frame. He feels Rugby come in for a kiss. Rugby’s body almost engulfs Matt’s small, twink frame. He’s got to weigh at least twice what Matt does. He feels the mans cock between his legs. They make out fiercely for a minute. Then Rugby leans back on his knees, grabs the lube and starts lubing his cock. Matt can no longer pretend he doesn’t know that he’s taking it bareback. Matt says, “I don’t see a condom big enough for your cock.” As he says this, Matt strokes his cock and some precum leaks on his abs. Rugby lifts Matt’s legs and says, “Nope. You’re right.” Matt says, “Do you want me to suck you off or would you like to cum by teasing my wet hole?” Rugby lifts Matt’s legs and positions his cock to rub on Matt’s freshly fucked and loaded hole. At this point, Rugby can’t tell if Matt knows or doesn’t know that he’s taken two bare cocks in his ass. He doesn’t want to “blow it” and not get his cock inside the twink so he rubs his cock on Matt’s hole. The other two are also thinking the same thing….does this guy not know we’ve cum up his ass? Rugby kisses Matt again as his cock rubs on Matt’s beautiful twink hole. Matt feels for the large cock rubbing his hole and strokes it. Matt aims the large cock at his hole and rubs the tip directly on his hole. He feels it breach his hole a bit but keeps the cock aimed at his hole and doesn’t move it out. Rugby says, “If I cum by teasing your hole, some cum might get inside your ass. Want me to cum somewhere else?” Matt reaches back to his ass and spreads it and says, “Cum wherever you want.” Rugby pushes his cock head inside Matt’s hole. Matt moans and doesn’t stop him. Rugby says, “Fuck your ass feels good.” Matt responds, “So does your cock.” Rugby, still unsure if the twink wants to get fucked raw, slides half his cock inside Matt. Matt moans and bites his lip. Matt looks directly into Rugby’s eyes and locks eye contact. Rugby slides the rest of his cock up this amazing twink hole. Matt is stroking his cock. Rugby says, “Your ass feels so good without a rubber.” Matt says, “We don’t have one that fits you right?” Rugby nods. Matt says, “Fuck me.” The two previous tops get hard hearing Matt ask to get fucked bareback by their friend. Rugby begins to slowly move his big bare cock out of Matt’s ass and then slides back in. He is starting a slow fuck. Matt and Rugby hear the lube bottle open and looks over to see the first two tops lubing their cocks. Rugby’s slow fuck continues for a few minutes. He wants to enjoy this twink’s raw hole. Guys he fucks usually want to feel him bare so he doesn’t usually have condoms with him anymore. Ever since he and his friends started a “cherry popping” contest in college and gave extra points for cumming in a dude’s ass; Rugby has perfected his ability to get his cock in a bottom bareback. Rugby has a clean cut image so most people think he plays by the rules and would only practice “safe sex”, but he loves breeding bottoms. This twink is no different. Rugby picks up the pace of his fuck. Matt is moaning and feeing every inch of this really nice cock open his ass. Matt sees movement to his left. Top 2 is mounting top 1 from behind. Top 2 asks, “Do I need a rubber?” Top 1 thinks for a second…..first, he’s about to be out himself as a bottom, and second, his friends will know he lets guys fuck him raw. Top 1 hesitates. He looks at the sexy twink getting pummeled by his friend. He wants to be fucked like that. So, top 1 releases the burden he’s carried by pretending he’s a top and says, “I trust you.” Top 2 helps relieve top 1 of his burden of being a closet bottom by sliding inside his friend and hearing him moan like a slut. Top 2 starts fucking his second bareback bottom of the day. Rugby says, “That’s so hot.” Rugby slides out of Matt, flips him on to all fours, and reenters the twink’s ass. He says, “Work my cock with your ass while I watch my friend become a bottom.” Matt starts working his ass back and forth on Rugby. Matt is a little annoyed that Rugby is making him and Top 1 feel less than a man because they like getting fucked. Matt pushes the thought from his mind so he can enjoy this great fuck. Matt pushes Rugby onto his back. He takes Rugby’s cock, sits down on it, and takes in a breath because he did it too fast. Rugby says, “Fuck yeah boy. Ride my cock.” As Rugby says it, he squeezes his ass muscles on the tops dick and Rugby moans loudly. Rugby looks up at this twink who is 10 years younger than him, who is making his cock feel fantastic, and he rubs his hands over Matt’s tight muscles. He says, “You’re such a sexy fucker.” Matt continues to ride the bigger man’s cock. The moans from the other bottom in the tent are really turning Matt on. It’s the first time he has heard a man enjoy getting fucked as much as he does. He looks over at the other couple and sees the bottom loving the cock in him. Matt strokes his cock and looks down at the big man. He starts working his ass muscles riding the cock and the man is moaning. Hearing all the moaning, feeling the cock work his ass, and stroking his cock. Matt says, “I’m going to cum.” He shoots all over his tops chest and belly. Matt slows his hips to recover from the orgasm. He leans down, without letting the cock out of his ass, kisses Rugby hard and says, “Fuck into my ass.” Rugby grabs Matt and flips him onto his back. He lifts Matt’s legs over his shoulders and starts fucking Matt’s ass at a good pace. Rugby picks up speed and Matt sensing he is close squeezes lightly on Rugby’s cock. Rugby says, “Oh fuck. I’m gonna cum. Where do you want it?” Matt’s response is the same as before, “Wherever you want.” Rugby says, “Fuck yes. I cumming in your ass.” Matt says, “Do it. Cum in me.” Rugby cums with a loud guttural groan and blows his load into Matt’s ass. The other bottom is watching as Matt so freely accepts his partner’s load. He is so turned on watching the sexy twink take his third load that he has to stop stroking his cock for fear he will cum before Top 2. Top 2 grabs his bottom’s cock and starts stroking it. Top 2 is close. He says, “I’m going to cum. Where do you want it?” His bottom, totally relinquishing any reputation as a top and a practitioner of “safe sex,” moans and almost screams, “Cum where everyone else does. Cum in my ass.” As he says in my ass, the sensation of letting go causes him to cum all over himself. Top 2 cums in his bottom’s ass, now knowing he is certainly not the first man to do so. Matt and Rugby collapse together. Matt has three loads leaking from his ass. Top 2 pulls out of his bottom and lays back. Top 2 and Rugby kiss Matt. Rugby says, “Fuck that was SO HOT!” After a minute, the other bottom turns to Matt and asks, “Did you know we fucked you bareback and came in you?” Matt says, “I figured it out after you came in me and I was taking the second fuck. My hand pushed down on the unopened condom I was still holding. I realized I hadn’t given it to you.” Rugby groans and says, “Wait! You knew and still made me work to get it in you bareback? Fuck that makes it ever FUCKING HOTTER!” Rugby says, “I think I might love you.” Matt slaps Rugby’s ass and says, “Come on. I heard there is a DJ tonight. Let’s clean ourselves up and go.” Matt asks the guys where the nearest bathroom is. He and the other bottom head out together to clean themselves up. As they are walking over Matt says, “Do you know you said other men have cum in your ass? I mean…..um…..I say a lot of stuff when I am about to cum. So, no judgment….y’know. I thought it was so hot.” The other bottom says, “Oh yeah. I totally said that huh?” Matt looks at him with raised eyebrows, pushes the guy’s shoulder with his own, and chuckles. The other bottom asks, “Was that your first time bareback? With us.” Matt says, “Fuck no.” The other bottom asks, “Do you mind me asking how many others have cum in you?” Matt looks at the other bottom, a guy who just 30 minutes ago dumped a load in his ass. Matt realizes this guy just wants to be told its ok. Matt answers honestly, “Dozens of guys. What about you?” The guy looks at Matt and says, “Same.” They smile at each other. In the bathroom, the boys clean up in the showers. A couple other guys come in to use the showers. Matt and the other bottom say hi. One of the guys grabs the other bottom’s ass. Matt goes over to the mirror to see if he looks alright. As Matt is leaving the bathroom, he sees the other bottom leaning against the wall and one of the men they just met sliding (what Matt assumes is a bare cock) up his ass. As Matt walks back to the campsite to get the rest of his things, he can hear the other bottom’s moans echo off the bathroom walls. Matt thinks he hears the man beg for his top’s load just before he steps out of earshot. Matt smiles.

Chapter 6 Feeling the pulsing cock in my one hand while impaling my face and throat again and again on the second one, I was in love with these two beautiful dicks and couldn´t get enough. Then Jamal tapped me on the head and withdrew his cock while standing up and so did Taron. I looked up at these beautiful black gods above me, their seeing their cocks from underneath, seeing them from this angle hang just over my head. Then suddenly Jamal slapped his cock down at my lips and Taron grinned and joined him. I was confused for a second, but then laughed and put out my tongue to lap at their cocks when they came swinging down at my face. Then they stopped with their cockheads both right at the corners of my mouth and I started alternating between slurping at their cockheads. I felt really slutty, but these men seemed to like it and I did, too! I put a hand down to jerk my cock and was surprised to find it soft, despite my intense horniness. The guys noticed my confusion (well, it probably wasn´t that hard to nice, because my mouth went down, away from their cocks. “No worries sweety, it happens to some cocks when smoking.” “But not to the ones, that are supposed to be used…” Taron chimed in and nodded towards their still rock hard dicks. I kind of blushed a little, but understood the underlying request and continued, this time going down further on his dick and trying to get it in as deep as possible. Jamal used this moment to walk behind me and kneel down. He casually slapped my but cheeks and said “Up!” I got into a kneeling position to push my ass towards him. Apprehensive, but excited that he would finally take care of my ass, while at the same time a bit sad that Taron´s cock went out of the reach of my mouth with that, me just being able to wrap a hand around it and jerk it from below. Jamal´s big hands pressed onto my but cheeks and spread them and he dove with his tongue at my hole. “Ughhh!” I could just moan, surprised from the sudden assault. Usually guys took their time with fingers first, right? I had closed my eyes for a second, when I felt something at my lips. While opening my eyes I also opened my mouth, feeling the stem of the glas pipe being slightly pressed against my lower lip, while Taron handled the lighter. “Suck it, baby…” he murmured. Surprised again I registered, that the smoke was already coming out of the pipe. In my joy I must have missed the click of the lighter. So obediently I sucked in the smoke that would surely make me tinge again and… free me? “Very good. A little more… that´s it. Hold it in. You know what to do, right boy?” He stated this more than really asked, while swinging his hips slightly, his knees a bit bent, so his cock was swinging right before my eyes. Of course I knew! So I sucked his cock into me with force, choking myself a little and freely blocking my path for air, giving him and his cock control over my breath. My head. And somehow, of my life. I tried to give Taron the kind of feeling Jamal was giving me through my hole. Fuck, I think never had a rimjob felt this good! So I tried to go back and forth on the beauty in my mouth, getting more and more of it down my throat, massaging the head with my throat muscles and the underside with my tongue to the best of my ability. And that´s when it happened: Jamals suddenly pierced my hole with his tongue and my yelp (that of course was barely any noise at all to anyone but me) seemed to give Taron the opportunity to do his stab and really burying his cock in my throat, bringing my head into his pubes. My eyes bulged and I struggled for a second, feeling overwhelmed by so much cock in me. But Taron quickly held my head firmly in his hands, while caressing my face and telling me how good it felt, to relax my throat, stay there for just another moment and what not. And I actually managed just that for a couple of seconds, feeling a sense of pride starting to rise in me. Accomplishment, mixed with this feeling of utter sexual euphoria from feeling the pubes of this hot fucking black god scratching ma face and… well, maybe it was also the smoke that made my lungs scream for release and my head tingle. Probably all of it? Finally Taron released his grip and I quickly breathed out and taking a raspy breath in quickly afterwards, to get some oxygen into my system, before breathing out again, some smoke still coming out. Fuck, that was hot, but I can´t do this more often or I would pass out, I thought. That´s when I registered, that both Jamal and Taron had stopped their action and stood on their feet, sternly looking down at me, not moving a muscle, suddenly looking intimidating. My eyes widened. Fuck! Taron finally spoke up: “You know what you were supposed to do, right?” I meekly nodded. “Say it, boy. What were you supposed to do?” asked Jamal in a hard voice. “I, hmm…” My voice cracked, but then I quickly added “I was supposed to hold in the air for long, which I did! But I think I should have blown it down the cock slowly…” “You think?” “I WAS supposed to blow it out slowly, around the cock.” I said, more strongly. While looking down. What situation had I brought myself into here?! “Right boy.” Taron said, nodding. “You didn´t do what you knew you were supposed to. So there will be a punishment.” My head jerked up. What the fuck?! “Don´t worry, Jakey. Since it’s the first time, we will find something suitable to help you not disobey us again, but not too harsh. In fact, you might come to like it.” Jamal´s lips went into a curl, before he turned around and got something out of a drawer. Then he came back and knelt down before me, hiding whatever he held in his hand. “Eyes up! And keep them there!” I felt anxiety kick in, but obeyed. They wouldn´t harm me, would they? I felt Jamal´s big hands working my ballsack and something cold slide along my cock, but kept my eyes up. After like ten or fifteen seconds I heard something turn and click and Jamal stood up again, a small key in his hand, grinning widely down at me now. “It suits you perfectly! Now have a look!” I did and when my eyes saw the small (very small!) band of circular metal rings that encased my cock, I´m sure they also widened in shock. My hand flew to my cock and just felt cool metal. There was also a ring going around my balls, preventing the other rings from just being taken off. “What the…?” “Fuck baby, this is a little punishment, but it also looks so fitting to see you cock caged and kept in that small stage! I wouldn´t be used anytime soon anyway, right?” Taron said, while jerking his big dick, as if for comparison. “I´m, uh, I… what is that?” I was completely dumbfolded. “It´s a cock cage baby, to make sure you´re not trying to use that little dick while there are so much better dicks around. And so much better ways to use your body…” Jamal trailed off. I looked down again and couldn´t believe how tiny this thing seemed. My cock was a grower, but If you had asked me before if it would fit into that cage, I would have laughed at you. But there it was, securely held around my cock. An unfamiliar weight between my legs, like my cock was as big as theirs and filled with blood, ready to go. Was that how having a huge dick like theirs felt, when you had it swinging between your legs? And why the fuck was I thinking about their cocks instead of mine, when they had just literally locked it up? I wanted to rise to my feet, demanding the key, but Taron´s hand on my shoulder stopped me firmly, while immediately starting to knead my flesh with a strong, but wonderful grip. I sighed and looked up. “Don´t you worry baby. This is just the start, no need to stand up. Let´s get back to where we were before and try that again, huh?”

My emotions for the next three days were an equal concoction of terror and lust. I was terrified that my very first sexual experience might well have exposed me to the deadly virus of HIV. Visions from the news of guys with faces scared by Karposys Sarcoma haunted me constantly. At the same time my ass ached for another raw cock. It craved the pain of the initial penetration. It knew this pain would transform to the most exquisite pleasure imaginable. It longed to push back onto a pounding naked pole until the guy’s breath became rapped. My gut walls anticipated the spray of a guys cum. Any guys cum. I knew that once again I would hold it in like a precious treasure as long as I could. I was too frightened to go to a sexual health clinic. I didn’t sleep, nor could I study or focus in class. I totally bombed two tests at school. I knew I needed to sleep so took a long hot shower and ate three hash brownies before crawling naked into bed. The fresh clean sheets felt amazing, and I soon dropped into a deep sleep of the dead. Then the dreaming began. It all seemed so real I had no idea I was dreaming. I was back in the senior year of high school. My hunky phys-ed teacher was giving us a health lesson on sex education. He was stressing the importance of using condoms. He asked for a volunteer and the biggest nerd was first to raise his hand. The nerd was instructed to drop his pants and underwear before he bent over the teacher’s desk. Our teacher was now naked with a raging hard on and meticulously demonstrated applying a condom to his member. Copious amounts of Vaseline were applied to the condom covered cock and fingered into the nerd’s prone ass. The nerd’s mouth was covered to stifle his scream as the teachers cock breached the nerd’s hole. A vigorous pounding ensued until the teacher was clearly blasting inside the condom in the nerd’s ass. The ravaged condom and dripping nerd ass hole were displayed to the class. “What’s the lesson here class?” our teacher asked. It seemed I was the only one that knew the answer. I was next naked on the wings of our school stage. Our silver fox, ruggedly handsome, principle was finishing a similar lesson to the entire school assembly when he invited me to come on stage. I was instructed to bend over a fuck bench. The principle removed his tie and opened his shirt. He squatted behind me and began rimming my ass. Then he was standing stark naked behind me and teasing my hole with his naked cock. He spoke to the assembled student body; “You need to beware of this trick, there are consequences, and I will demonstrate them here and now.” Then he bent to my ear and in a stage whisper for all to hear he asked; “Can I just put the tip in?” I asked cautiously; “Just the tip?” “Unless you want more.” He winked at the audience. “Promise you won’t cum in me?” “Anything you want.” He assured After the tip of his beer can thick cock was in my ass, and I’d had time to adjust and relax he asked; “So how’s that feel? Do you want me to go in a bit deeper?” “Promise you won’t cum in me?” “Anything you want.” He once again assured. “OK. But just three more inches. Then pull out and condom up.” He pushed in as I pushed back. “Awe yeah, nice. Feel’s great for me and my raw cock. How about you?” he asked. “Fuck, I love it! Give me the rest. Bottom out …” He did and I could feel his pubic hairs tickling my but cheeks. “Can you just fuck me for a bit before the condom goes on? Remember, don’t cum in me.” The principle addressed the auditorium; “You’ll notice they will always make this request. Once your raw cock is inside, they all want to feel it fucking them. Stay tuned, the next step is also predictable.” The fuck he laid on was amazing. I didn’t want it to stop. Yet all too soon his breathing became erratic. He managed to wheaz out, “I’m close, where do you want my cum?” As my brain screamed ‘pull out, don’t cum in me, PULL OUT!’ my mouth said the opposite; “Inside me, cum in my ass.” “Anything you want. FFUUCCCKKKKK … breeding you now!” I awoke in a cold sweat with my nocturnal discharge soiling my no longer fresh sheets. It was 3:30 a.m. and clear I wasn’t going back to sleep. I slipped on jogging shorts and a clean wife beater t. I found the closest 24-hour drug store and bought three sizes of condoms. As well as my fire hall training, I had been a boy scout. I was now ready to ‘BE PREPARED”. I’d heard about the cruising woods in a park I passed on my way back home. I slowed and noticed one car in the parking lot. The driver was leaning against the hood, his presence highlighted by the occasional glow of his cigarette. I pulled a U-turn and entered the parking lot. As I approached the guy, I noticed he was wearing torn blue jeans and his shirt was open. There was a bit of hair in the middle of his chest, and he had quite an obvious beer belly. When he blurted as he rubbed his crotch, “Looks like you’re looking for some action”, any thoughts about his appearance went out of my mind. I just followed him into the woods. He backed me up against a tree and planted a cigarette infused kiss on my lips. My brain registered, ‘this is disgusting’ as my shorts tented. I couldn’t believe it as the words “Fuck me!” spilled from my lips. As he turned me around and pulled down my shorts, I could hear him say; “I thought you’d never ask. I’d love to.” I quickly pulled my t off and leaned on the tree trunk. I felt the heat of his bare chest hug my back and his hard cock poking at my hole. “Do you have a condom kid, or do you even care?” It was in that moment I realized I had left my purchase in my car. “Just fuck me already!” I blurted. He instantly plowed into me balls deep, no lube, no further warning. I screamed, the pain was so intense, but it didn’t deter him. He immediately pounded away at my burning hole. It took a while but eventually the transition from pain to intense pleasure occurred and when he would ease up, I found myself fucking my ass back onto his turgid organ. When I heard his breathing change and intensify over the slapping of our bodies I made my feeble request; “Don’t cum in me.” “Fuck, you want me to pull out?” he complained. “No! Not yet, keep fucking me ‘til the last second.” As he pushed in deeper than ever and held, he moaned; “Aww, ffuucckkk! Reached the last second. Loading your hole. Aww, yeah!!!” He went back to pumping his cum deeper into my vulnerable hole; “Fuck, damn you! But thanks, ‘cause secretly I wanted you to breed me. Your load feels amazing!” “Oh kid, it was no secret from the moment you made that U-turn.” I knew it was too late to ask but as we returned to our cars I asked, “Are you clean?” His reply left my blood running cold; “Kid I have no idea. I’ve got five strangers’ cum dripping from my ass. I was just waiting to unload before heading home to let them marinate in me the rest of the night. Good luck kid!”

Escorting through the AIDS pandemic … bareback! In the spring of 1988, I had finished my first year of college and was heading home for the summer to work with our small-town fire department. I had been volunteering with them since I was 16. By sixteen I had matured into a 6 foot, handsome, blonde, with a gym bunny body. It was a gift of pure genetics, I didn’t have to work to develop my six pack abs and muscular arms and shoulders. Well, other than the years of helping my dad milk the cows and other farm chores. Every year the fire hall chose a charity to support, and the guys posed for a beefcake calendar. You’ve all seen these, each month a shirtless fireman hunk in a suggestive sexy pose somewhere in the fire hall. They always wanted to include me, but my age was a problem. That was until the spring of 1988, and I couldn’t have been happier. On the day of my photo shoot the photographer had me strip down to my waterproof trousers and rubber boots. I hung off the back of one of the trucks. After a half hour of taking shots he told me it just wasn’t working for him. He suggested we go outside and hook up a fire hose, he wanted to capture me with more action. I was game. In front of the station glass doors he captured stunning shots of my half naked self spraying the hose full blast. My face was plastered with a mischievous smile from ear to ear. The calendars sold like hot cakes and the women who bought them wanted me to sign their copies. I took a razing from the other jealous guys, but it was all good natured. Fast forward to the next fall. I decided to volunteer with the fire department in the city where I was going to college. They jumped at my application when they saw all my experience. They too had a tradition of fundraising for their community. Being in a big city they didn’t feel as restricted in picking their cause as my small-town fire department had been. They had chosen to raise funds for an organization that supported sex workers; providing legal, health and counselling support. Rather than a beefcake calendar they were planning a talent show evening culminating in a ‘Full Monty’ style dance by six of the hunkiest firefighters. The calendar shoot had awakened me to my exhibitionist side and I was delighted to be chosen. The evenings of the next six weeks were devoted to working with a dance coach. It was a stretch to finish my studies, but I was committed to putting my best foot forward. By the last week our team of six were very comfortable mirroring each others moves and stripping down to our flesh-coloured jock straps. We were one hot looking line up by the end of the dance. Too bad the final reveal had floodlights flash on behind us blinding the audience, On the second last night of rehearsal, three days before the show, the dance instructor sat us down at the start of our evening. He informed us it was decision time. The group of us needed to vote on how far we were willing to go. Would we end the show in the jock straps, or in the spirit of supporting sex workers were we willing to go ‘all the way’, Full Monty, full frontal nudity! You can imagine, the debate went on for quite some time. Two of the family men were adamant they would withdraw if the group chose full frontal nudity. A secrete ballot was finally held. Two against going ‘all the way’, one spoiled ballot and three in favour of ‘full frontal nudity.’ In case you’re wondering, I didn’t spoil my ballot. None of my family was coming to this show. The two fathers left and four of us started into the rehearsal with some stretches and rudimentary movement review. The tension in the room was palpable. As it didn’t dissipate with time our dance instructor named the elephant in the room. “You’re all distracted by the thought of getting naked, aren’t you?” A couple of the guys looked at the ceiling, one guy looked at his feet, and I looked to the dance instructor and almost imperceptibly nodded my head. “Fair enough guys. I suggest you just get out of your clothes right now.” To emphasize his point, he pulled his tee-shirt over his head and released the draw string on his sweatpants. When we saw he was commando we all quickly shucked our clothes. If there had been tension before you could now cut it with a knife. We repeated some stretches and some dance moves, but it was clear this wasn’t getting us anywhere. We were handed skipping ropes and told to skip as fast as we could. We skipped naked for five minutes, at ten minutes I was dripping wet and sure he’d stop us, but we powered on to fifteen. When we were instructed to stop we all collapsed to the floor wet hair clinging to our scalp and wherever else our bodies were covered. The instructor must have anticipated this because we were each tossed a big fluffy towel. As we were drying ourselves, he wrapped his towel around his middle and began a sultry dance through our naked bodies. When he had our attention, he moved up on to our rehearsal stage and turned on some sexy saxophone recording. He continued to strut his stuff eventually loosening his towel and using it to perform the most erotic tantalizing performance I had ever witnessed. Eventually he tossed the towel all together and added stroking his member to the hypnotic dance. As the recording built to it’s climax, he had a ragging hard on and was beating off with a mission. On the final super seductive note his cum spewed all over the stage. The four of us stood silent for a bit. Then slowly began to clap and soon we collapsed in uproarious laughter. “Your turn guys. Who’s going first.” We all instantly flushed red with embarrassment. He looked directly at me and nodded. I pulled on my sweat shorts and wife beater t before mounting the stage. The sexy sax music began, and my inner exhibitionist screamed “let’s have at it!” I was so lost in the euphoria of this opportunity I didn’t even notice stripping off my shirt. Feeling the cool air on my hairy chest and nipples, I also notice my sweats were tenting a bit. I was already semi hard. I added playing with my dick through my shorts to my routine. That’s when the dance instructor starting hooting and adding encouragement. The others soon joined in. When I was ready to doff my shorts, I turned my back to the group. They cat called and whistled as I shook my naked ass at them. When I finally turned, I was jacking my 8 inch erection. I was so turned on I couldn’t hold back and roped after rope of my cum spewed over the edge of the stage. When the cheering died down the instructor spoke up. “That’s exactly what we need. Who’s next.” One by one the other three strutted their stuff. The next two didn’t cum on stage. But gave pretty good performances overall. The last guy, Ted, had grabbed the costume for the show and slipped into it. His strip tease was flawless. When he was down to his jock strap, he jumped off the stage and dance seductively among us. On the third pass through the group, he started touching, an arm, a muscular chest, he kissed one guys neck and touched my semi hard cock. He never missed a beat of the music. As the recording was building to it’s climax Ted moved in on our instructor. The instructor reached out and started jerking Ted’s magnificent ten-inch pole. Just before the last note the instructor leaned forward taking Ted’s cock deep into his throat. We watched in awe as pulse after pulse of Ted’s ejaculation pumped down the throat of our instructor. He swallowed every drop. After a long moment of shear silence our clapping and cheering broke out. When this subsided, we were informed that was enough for tonight. Tomorrow we’d practice our performance for the last time before the show. The final practice went extremely well. Everyone was totally focused, and we only needed to polish two our three moves before reaching the big reveal. I knew the moment was coming soon and had growing concern as I realized I was sporting a semi. The moment came to release the final strap of my jock and out popped my semi. I quickly covered my privates with my hands. “Don’t do that,” the familiar voice of our instructor. “Full Monte, remember.” I dropped my hands and looked to see two of the other guys were also semi-hard. Our cocks looked amazing! On the night of the show, I was so funkin pumped! So were the others, especially Ted. The crowd went wild the moment we danced out on stage. Our timing and coordination came off extremely well and the energy from the crowed was electrifying. Our backs were turned to the crowd when the rip-pants flew off. They now had an unobstructed view of our naked asses and went wild with cheers and cat calls. In the moment before I was to turn around, I realized I was fully hard. My eight-inch cock was peaking over the waist band of my jock. There was no time to adjust so I spun around. On the way around I noticed Ted’s ten-inch monster had escaped out the side of his pouch. The one full minute of dancing until the full reveal felt like an eternity to me. Our hats were moved to cover our crotches, the last strap released, the jocks fell to the floor, and quickly our hats were flung into the screaming crowd. The flood lights from behind us that were meant to blind the audience which had always worked perfectly in rehearsal didn’t illuminate. Four totally naked, full-frontal nudity, handsome men, two with raging hard ons stood front and center on the well lit stage. We eventually looked at each other and started our bows. The crowd was on its feet and raising the roof. We kept taking more bows. Eventually Ted took hold of my hard cock and guided me off stage. The other two slipped off the other side. To shouts of “encore, encore” we went out for three more bows. At the after-party Ted and I were approached by a photographer. He brought us a round of tequila shots and complimented us on the show. We chatted for a bit and were given another round of shots before he proposed we pose for him and the ‘naked men’ coffee table book he was currently working on. A week later Ted and I arrived at the warehouse with the photographer’s living space and studio. He was generous with drinks from his well stocked bar. He showed us three or four sets of shots of guys for his project. They were all very handsome and sexy. The photos were of excellent quality and very artistic. The cocks were at varying stages of soft and hard, some full-on raging boners. There was no deception as far as what he was looking for from us. It was finally time to get out of our clothes and in front of the camara. Classical music played loudly and Ted stripped and went first. It was clear he was every bit and more the exhibitionist than me. By the time he got to his hard on shots I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. I was already hard when I stripped for my turn. The photographer told me not to worry. He made me so at ease that a half hour later I had relaxed to a semi. As I’m a grower and not a shower so I was not disappointed he didn’t get any pics of my flaccid cock. We were encouraged to stay nude, and three more rounds of shots were served. “I’d love to photograph the two of you together. I loved the way you led him off stage pulling on his beautiful hard dick Ted. Might you be willing to get intimate in front of my camara. I’ll fully understand if I’m asking too much.” Ted didn’t hesitate; “Sounds fucking awesome man, I’m up for it.” I demurred and half chuckled, “Ummm …. I …. Um, I don’t know … you might need to ply me with more booze ….” The glasses were poured almost before I finished stuttering. Three more shots slid down my throat in quick succession. You need to know I had never been intimate with anyone before this moment. Small town firehalls are very homophobic, or at least they were back in the 1980’s. Long hours of work on the farm and with my studies, I’ve never been the sharpest pencil in the drawer, so had to study long and hard to satisfy my hard working conservative parents. And the AIDS epidemic! I had thought I might be gay. I loved being naked and seeing the other guys in the school showers. But even in my first year of college I had not allowed myself to do anything, even though there had been offers. Ted grabbing my dick on stage had been the first anyone else had ever touched my private organ. Ted leaned in and kissed me. My mouth responded eagerly and naturally. As he pulled away, he asked, “Is that OK? Might we continue?” “Can you guys do that again? Can I capture this on film?” I didn’t say a word, I quickly poured myself another shot, tipped it back, leaned in pulling Ted in for a passionate kiss and released any inhibitions that might have been clinging and holding me back. I was so swept up in Ted and my naked bodies exploring each other that I totally forgot about the rapped clicking of the camara. When Ted deep throated my hard cock, I immediately blasted my load deep down his throat. When he pulled off licking his lips I crumbled in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry! I couldn’t control myself!” Ted reassured me, “Fuck man, that was fucking amazing! You have nothing to apologize for.” “He’s right, that was amazing. And I’m certain I got great shots. So fucking hot guys, so fucking hot. Don’t stop there, please continue.” It felt a little awkward for a few minutes but soon Ted had captivated me with his passionate love making skills. We moved to a king-size bed and my body was being worshiped with tender passionate kisses. Soon I was on my back with my legs in the air and Ted was giving me my first glorious rimming. I couldn’t believe how amazing this felt. I was so turned on that this handsome butch man was willing to put his mouth on my ass. Soon his tongue was darting in and out of my hole and I blasted another load all over my belly and chest. Ted didn’t miss a beat lapping up the cum as he made his way up to kiss me on the mouth. I had tasted my cum before, just never on the lips of another human being. My head was spinning. “I want to fuck you. Can I fuck you?” Ted whispered in my ear I could already feel his mammoth cock tapping at my hole. When I didn’t respond Ted asked the photographer, “Do you have any condoms? I wasn’t expecting this and didn’t come prepared?” “Sure. But let me get some closeups of your naked cock teasing his hole first. Would that be OK?” They both looked at me and I meekly nodded. The photographer moved close, and the camera clicked away. Ted’s raw cock was being messaged against my wet hole and it felt amazing. I almost missed hearing the photographer suggesting; “Just push in the tip. This is too fucking hot. You’ll take the tip won’t you?” I meekly nodded. The pain of penetration was unbelievable, and I tried to push Ted’s monster out. He was clearly experienced with this response and far stronger than me. The photographer spoke; “I know it hurts now but give me a few moments to record this with pictures, the pain will subside. And it’s just the tip.” As closeup picks were clicked of my impaled hairy ass and grimacing face I noticed the pain was subsiding. I was further surprised to notice a strong thought forming in my mind; “I want more than the tip.” As if reading my mind the photographer spoke again; “Yes, go for it, let him in a bit further. These are amazing shots.” I looked into Ted’s questioning eyes, relaxed my ass and pushed further onto his raw cock. My mind was screaming at me, “He’s not wearing a condom, what the fuck are you doing.” But my body just kept sucking his huge tool in deeper and deeper. “Hold it there. I want to capture your pubes pressed against his ass. …. Great. Now pull out halfway so there is no question you are in him naked.” As Ted followed these instructions he spoke, clearly nervous; “Your ass feels amazing. It’s been so long since I was in an ass raw, I love this. … but I don’t know how long I can last. It feels so wrong, so fucking bad, and I love it.” “So do I … love it that is … just don’t cum in me. I need you to really fuck me before you pull out … I need to remember my first fuck as amazing.” “Give him what he wants!” from the photographer. Ted began to pound, and I pushed onto his raw tool with every bit of exuberance he was offering. Within a few strokes he was warning with ragged breath; “Fuck man, I’m so close!” “Don’t cum in me, … and don’t stop … this is amazing!” “Fuck … oh fuck!” He was flooding my ass. “Shit, did you just cum in my ass?” “I couldn’t help it. Fuck, I’m so sorry.” His deflating cock was still deep in my ass. “Let me get closups as you pull out. …. Great …. Can you push some cum out …. This is too rich not to photograph.” I followed the directions as I thought to myself, “I shouldn’t have allowed that, but fuck it feels great … all of it.” That’s when Ted dove to fletch out my hole. The camera kept clicking up to and including the moment Ted moved up dropping some of his cum from his mouth into mine. We moved into a deep embrace and kiss and got lost once again in each other. Before I could give it any thought his member had hardened and was sliding back into my now well lubricated hole. We fucked in a dozen different positions for the next hour. When I knew he was getting close I begged him to cum in me. Before we were done, he had pumped two more loads into me painting my gut walls. Ted and I chatted in the shower. I admitted how much I enjoyed the experience and how frighted I was until I heard him confess, he hadn’t fucked anyone raw in a long time. All the blood drained from his face. “Shit man, I’m sorry. I got carried away at a sex party last week. This hot guy I was making out with just wanted to put the tip in. My defenses were down. I left the party with four strangers loads dripping from my hole. FUCK, we should have used a condom!”

Still better than a shit sandwich filled with broken glass bits.

My husband and I visited this club for its regular Wednesday naked evening. It is a community run sex (not fetish) club and offers a cosy, laid back atmosphere. There were about 60 guys there, all shapes and sizes from your classic German bears through to sex-hunting emaciated skinheads. Poz boys are welcome, and I saw one biohazard tattoo. Their lube is of the finest quality, and I did not see a single condom in use: this is a bareback joint and bareback is what folks assume. Smalltalk is in German, but language is not a problem if you are up for it. This is more a local than a sex-tourist venue with the mix about 50% local to 50% fresh meat. There are 3 floors, and sex takes place on all of them. The basement is the place where rampant fucking takes place everywhere you look. Fucking is the dominant form of sex. Next comes rimming, and sucking a fair way down. So if you want to be fucked, you just need to offer your arse and a cock will, sooner rather than later, penentrate it. If you want to fuck, there is plenty of choice and immediate availability. I am not sure how many loads got exchanged. I got the feeling that folks were more interested in servicing many men rather than breeding, but I may be wrong. The ground floor has the bar and seating where you can relax to drink. However, the bar can be difficult to reach because of guys fucking in front of it. The top floor is the "chill out" area, but that is a relative term. It is a place for those who want to talk to their partners and take the sex slower and with more variety, and that is where I hit it off. I was sitting quietly on a sofa, and a gentleman sat down beside me. I immediately noticed his thick cock, thicker than my own generous endowment! But it was his huge balls that really grabbed my attention. He started playing with his cock, as I did with his, which enabled me to judge its considerable size. I wanted to sample his balls, but it was not so easy. His sac had been siliconed; getting on for 500cc, I suspect. I couldn't ask how much; my German isn't good enough and he wasn't into speaking. But nothing gives me a greater hard-on than juiced balls! Despite its size, I was determined to take his cock, and the first step was to deep-throat it. I had to stretch my mouth wide to manage, but I did so and got it to the back of my throat. My reward was the taste of his sweet pre-cum, flavoured by fine German beer. He seemed to enjoy this and I changed my position to expose my hole while sucking him. He picked up the hint and began to finger it. My pre-lubing provided the necessary signal that I was there to be fucked. Then we kind of stood up, whereupon he gently but firmly pushed my head down to bend me over. I really wondered if i was going to be able to take his cock, but my hole is inset, so easy for the top to position for entry. As I felt his cock touch, I just told myself to relax, and in he went. I was stretched, really stretched, but his pace was slow (almost gracious!) which allowed me to adjust without pain and relax further. He wanted to go in deep and he did; I could feel and enjoy the stubble of his shaved and siliconed balls striking me as he pressed right in. We broke off for kissing and nipple play, and then he returned to fucking me which is what he really wanted. All good things have to end, and this did with the exchange of German courtesies. I was thoroughly reamed, and a happy guy! So, if you want a laid back venue with plenty of sex, try Ajpnia.

He also showed that he doesn't give a shit about the border when he ordered his minions in Congress to tank the bipartisan border safety bill, which contained all the republican priorities, just to prevent any perception that dems could take any credit for it before the election. He only uses the border to stoke fear, hate and division among the morons that support him. He is not growing his base he his infuriating it for when he claims fraud after he loses the election.

100% agree - but just switch it. A top who is all top, but then can be sweet and a gentleman is a total turn on.

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I voted random, but there are two guys I've seen at the sauna who I'm always keen to fuck with, when I see them. In one case, I can just go up, grab his cock and say "I hope I'm going to get this and your cum in me again today". It nearly always leads to an immediate fuck, although not always his load. He's a great fucker and he seems to like my arse. There's another guy who likes to fuck me multiple times, preferably with others watching. I normally end up getting his load, which is a real plus.

So starts off so innocent and disturbing a doctor would do this.......Then, fuck man it gets hotter and hotter by the word. Blew a couple loads on this one!

Unless you’re worth well into 8 figures, there’s nothing ever in the Republican Party policies for you. All of the housing crisis shit built for years under Trump because there’s been nothing to even approach a policy. BBB would have helped you; the Green New Deal would have helped. There was never going to be an infrastructure week, and no healthcare plan. The GOP who get elected exist only to make the top tiny sliver richer. Prices on everything are high because the people who get to set prices want them high. Anyone not in the capitalist class, the people who actually own everything, we don’t matter, except as biological widgets who should get back to increasing shareholder value. The motherfuckers are going to return us to the chaos from before the ACA, where the second your insurance company found out you got cancer, you got canceled. They’re going to get rid of overtime. Boss wants you to work more, you work more, no extra pay. Unions gone, no more inconvenient strikes. Total abortion ban and the maternal death rates soar. The GOP doesn’t care. Felonies for being gay. They’re not being shy about telling us. But sure. Put something else first. Vote for the party of leopards eating faces. Just don’t cry when they come to eat your face.

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Why wouldn't you swallow. It's your reward forgoing a good job - we hope!! But you get the taste and the teaser of pre cum along the way which makes me nearly cum just feeling it fill my mouth. Best thing about that it helps towards a sloppy cock suck - the best. But when the load starts to fill your already wet mouth and jerks and deep thrusts and shaking legs ripple on your face - you know you did a good job so your reward is a normal reaction - swallow. Only a true cock sucker knows the pleasure of swallowing gives the greatest satisfaction to your Top.

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Well, a phone call isn't a photo op, And note that it wasn't Harris who publicized that DeSantis refused her phone call; it was the DeSantis team, meaning they were looking to score political points by bragging that they were snubbing the second-highest ranking federal official and the possible next president. I don't know what Harris intended to say - perhaps she'd been authorized by Biden to offer additional resources, or maybe she was just calling to say her prayers were with his state. It was still a fucking rude thing to do. But then just as Trump threatened this weekend to cut off fire aid to southern California if it didn't turn out to vote for him, just as PornBoy Johnson refuses to call the House in for a brief session to approve FEMA funding, just as President Shrub lauded the disastrous mishandling of the Katrina emergency response as "Heckuva job, Brownie!", there is no depth to which Republicans won't sink in politicizing natural disasters.

You need to understand the psyche of a bottom. First of all many of us bottoms feel like tops are superior to bottoms in the gay world. Top’s often have bigger cocks and many of us bottoms can’t maintain an erection for long periods of time to fuck. Because of that we worship our tops. And the essence of a top’s masculinity and virility is his sperm load. Our first pleasure is to watch the ecstasy we give to the top. It’s so deeply satisfying to know that our body can give a masculine top the ultimate manly pleasure. It’s so rewarding in itself. And then there’s the feeling that by taking his manliness into our body we may become more masculine like him. We are literally absorbing everything about him that makes him a man. His DNA is now part of me. It’s because of this that many of us bottoms don’t even need to cum ourselves in anal sex. His orgasm feel like my orgasm. And of course the bottom never should cum unless the top wants him to. We shouldn’t distract from the real sex which involves his cock getting pleasured.

I seem to remember a time when you did a vid or scene where it was said or inferred that you were cheating on Dylan. I remember jerking off to that thought many times.

Not voting for Kamala because she is very incompetent! Please don’t be the white saviors and tell us how to and whom to vote for!

He rolled over to the side, and I couldn’t help but look directly at his slick hard-on. My gaze travelled up his rather nice, lightly hairy physique. He was coated in sweat and my mind once again went to licking it up. Then I met him with his returning stare. ‘Like what you see?’ ‘Oh shit. Sorry… Fuck.’ I quickly looked away. ‘Relax, man. I like it when people watch.’ Cindy hopped off the bed. I caught a glimpse of her moist pussy dripping with cum. ‘You didn’t wear a condom.’ ‘I’m a Christian. It’s against my religion.’ He smirked as he, too, hopped off the bed, went to his suit pants, pulled out a small plastic zip-lock bag with powder, and tossed it to me. ‘Pure this on the glass coffee table next to you.’ Then he flung a $100 bill at me. ‘Our night has only just started.’ Then followed Cindy into the bathroom, Hard cock swinging back and forth. It was like I was pumped for life. I knew I chatted Shawn’s ear off to the club. I was energised and eager, licking my lips for something grand. Something spectacular. The music was pumping, laser lights shooting in all directions, and the decor was a far cry better than the brothel. It was crowded, but Shawn seemed to know people, and we got a nice VIP lounge not too far from the bar. I recognised a few celebrities and immediately knew we were in a prestige place. I learnt something new about Shawn. He was a networker. ‘Steve. This is Matt.’ A large veining hand reached out to me. I looked up to see this incredibly handsome-looking man looking down at me as I slipped my hand into his. He was older. Older than Shawn, from what I can tell. ‘I said I would give you a good time, and Matt will help.’ He winked at me. I looked back at Matt, who seemed to be evaluating me. ‘Oh, I see. Shawn, you know I have a partner. I’m ok.’ ‘Shut up.’ Matt growled and lifted me off the couch. ‘You better do as he says, Steve. Matt does and takes what he wants.’ I had no time to contest and was dragged out of the VIP area through the dance flow and out the back through a side entrance to what I could only presume was a private area for VIP members. ‘Shawn told me about your situation.’ ‘Situation?’ He threw me into a dimly lit small room. It was cozy, and it must have been soundproof because the music from the club was muffled to a simple thump in the background. Matt went to a cabinet near the bed and opened what seemed like a mini fridge. He tossed me a bottle with a blue liquid in it. ‘Drink it.’ ‘What is it?’ ‘Shut up and drink.’ It had a horrible taste, but it was soon forgotten as I watched him unbutton his white shirt to reveal his solid, hairy body. Even in the dim lighting, I could see the grey mixed through his dark fur. At this moment, I realised I had not reached out to my partner. ‘Fuck! I need to make a call.’ Now wearing only his suit pants, Matt picked me up by my arm and threw me on the bed. ‘You ain’t calling no one.’ And pulled my black tee off over my head. He leant me down my back as he rubbed his large fingers over my smooth skin. He seemed mesmerised, and touching became firmer. I could feel the calluses on his hands. He must do some physical labour. He did this for a while. I guessed he liked what he was seeing. Touching. Then, he moved away and went back to the cabinet. I started to feel a little spacy, light, and kinder horny. ‘You drank a lot of G, boy.’ ‘What the fuck!’ ‘Relax.’ He turned back around, this time with a glass pipe in his. ‘No. No way. Nose candy. Sure. G well, I’ll go with it. But I won’t be having that.’ ‘SHUT UP!’ He pulled me off the bed and made me hole the pipe. It already had sharps in it. He tossed me the lighter. ‘Smoke until I tell you to stop.’ ‘No.’ He grabbed me around the throat and pulled me close. I could smell cigar breath on him. ‘Shawn said you will be resistant. That’s fine. Because I like to fight. I’m in control, and I like my young boys fucked up.’ He pushed the pipe into my mouth and moved my hand with the light to the bulb. I lit up.

As tempted as I was to be livid with myself for making the effort to go to a safe sex party and then with my first encounter totally destroy any credibility of my pledge, I remained calm and accepting. I had tried depression and despair, I hide tried judgement and shame. They had only fit like heavy energy wasting cloaks. Accepting the needs of my exhibitionist seemed to be far more life giving. Then I met Fred. I met him at a Saturday morning farmer’s market. There was something about him that emboldened me to invite him for a coffee after he was sold out and his truck was packed away. He was like the dark-haired opposite to my blondness. From the tuft of hair at the throat of his shirt I was pretty sure he shared my bodies hairiness. Our chat was relaxed and enjoyable, with just a hint of mutual flirt. We exchanged numbers and committed to a follow up date. On that date we both expressed our amazement that we had not ended up in bed having animalistic sex. Then we committed to taking this slow, whatever it was meant to be. No sex until at least the fifth date. I was astounded I had not only agreed to but even proposed such a preposterous thing. On my way home from that very date my car pulled into the cruising woods parking lot all on its own. I lied to myself that I had only meant no sex with him until at least the fifth date. I left the parking lot with three loads in my ass. The next night, in a cozy booth, in an Italian restaurant Fred laughed about how hard he had fought to keep himself from putting on some porn and masturbating after he got home. He’d had a long hot bath instead, slept like a baby, and woke incredibly proud of himself in the morning. He thanked me for my preposterous proposal. I smiled and cautiously asked, “So you think no sex means no porn?” “Yeah, of course.” He laughed, “Don’t worry, if you didn’t think that’s what you meant and beat off last night I can forgive you. You get a do over. No sex starts now. No porn until after our fifth date. Two to go after tonight.” “Rriiiiggghht!” I stretched the word hoping for comedic. He seemed to buy it We both desperately wanted to fuck so rushed the next two dates into breakfast the next morning, and drinks and a game the next day. We bee-lined to my student digs as soon as we could. The moment the door closed we ripped each other’s clothes off. My back was on the bed and heals in the air before he could say ‘Bob’s my uncle.’ He smiled at me, kinked his head, and it was his turn to stretch out “Rriiiggghht!” This didn’t stop him from diving for my hole with his mouth. Fred knew how to rim and tongue fuck. My ass almost went into orgasms this oral treatment felt so good. When he stood and teased my hole with the tip of his seven-inch erection he was smiling again; “You love my naked cock head teasing your hole don’t you?” “Mmmmm, yeah.” Was all I could manage. “Next thing you’ll ask me to just put the tip in before I suite up. Right?” “I can’t lie. I love skin on skin. I’m so fuckin turned on by you right now. Just the tip?” “First the naked tip, then balls deep, then just a little fucking and you’ll ask me not to cum in you. I know how this goes.” He was not annoyed but he stepped back and asked where I kept the condoms. Only then I remembered they had never been brought in from my car. “Ummm … they’re umm … out in my car. I’m sorry, but I’m okay with doing it without. We both want this.” He leaned in to kiss me and I thought the fuck was back on. After a sweet peck he pulled back and said “We do. Just safely.” Like a petulant child I wined; “But I hate condoms. I want to feel you skin to skin. I want you to shoot your baby makers inside me.” “You sweet talker. Sounds like a great plan.” He responded. “Great, fuck me now!” I blurted “I’d love to, but my cocks not going into you without a condom. Well at least not until we’ve both had time to be tested. So, either one of us go to your car right now or we’ll have to go to plan B.” “What’s plan B?” I wondered out loud. He engulfed my hard cock in his mouth and three fingers began to vigorously fuck my ass. When he pulled off to catch his breath he asked if I liked plan B. “I love plan B if it includes a chance to suck you off. Could that be arranged?” He was already climbing on the bed moving us into 69 position. With his cock deep down my throat I felt him reposition my tool in his mouth and a finger slid into my ass. His finger soon found my prostate and messaged away. It was not long before I was blasting deep down his throat. He moved up and laid beside me kissing me with his cummy lips. I went back to work on his beautiful erection for the next ten minutes. It was all I could do to keep myself from climbing up and mounting his cock with my ass. I swear he could read my mind, “You’re thinking about sitting on my raw cock and riding me like a bareback horse aren’t you.” I pulled off his cock long enough to say, “You can’t blame me, can you?” and I went right back to work with my mouth. “And you want to ride me until I unload painting your guts, right?” I didn’t have time to answer. His geyser was flooding my throat. “Let’s get tested tomorrow.” He said enthusiastically I was so proud of myself as I closed my door when he was leaving. I’d finally had sex and not ended up with the guys load in my ass. I’d had safe sex. Furthermore, he was willing to get tested so we could have condomless sex. This was a brilliant solution. As long as I only had sex with him, I wouldn’t need to worry anymore about safe sex. The two weeks wait for the results of the tests were excruciating. As well as my terror, I was certain my test would come back positive, there was holding off on our sex lives. Plan B was fine, and we used it often, but it just wasn’t real fucking. And we both ached to do it. We counted the days like waiting for Christmas. I had a further burden. My car kept wanting to go to the cruising forest. I lost the battle on the last night of the wait. At least I managed to restrict the sex to sucking down one guys load before I fled to safety. We got together for lunch so we could go to the clinic to get our results. As he predicted his tests were all clear. To my amazement so were mine. We made plans to meet at my digs that night and fuck like rabbits. His instructions were clear; “Don’t bring those fucking condoms up from your car.” I didn’t. I would never tell Fred, but the next day I went to another clinic and used a false name to have a second check. I was certain the first had been a false negative. This however didn’t stop or inhibit me for our celebratory fuck. Before the door was even closed we were tearing each other’s clothes off. I was no sooner naked than I was on my back with my feet in the air. He moved to dive down and eat my ass but I stopped him. “I prelubed with Vaseline just in case you tried to fool me with your own condoms. Get that naked cock in my starving ass right now.” He spread out the cock tip tease at my hole as long as he could. He was driving me crazy, and he loved it. “You ready for the tip?” he asked. “I was ready two weeks ago.” I complained. He breached my ring. The pain was exquisite. “Ok, ready for half my raw cock before I pull out and suite up.” He teased. “Vaseline! The condom won’t last two minutes.” I teased back. “Then I’ll just have to …” as he pushed in balls deep. After so many weeks it felt amazing to have the heat of a man’s cock resting inside my ass. We kissed passionately and then he asked; “Are you ready for more?” He didn’t wait for my answer and started pounding away. His hands had a vice grip on my shoulders and held me solid against his piston blasts. Only a dozen pumps in and he was grunting as his hot cum filled my insides. We cuddled for a half hour and we were ready for round two. I got him hard with my mouth and then sat on him guiding his naked cock into my dripping hole. I road him for a full hour before he blasted the second load into me. As we cuddled, I asked if he was good for three. He wasn’t very confident but said he would try. I worked his cock forever with my mouth until he admitted he was close. I jumped up and mounted his cock and he was soon spewing his babies all over my gut walls. He collapsed into a deep sleep beside me. I fingered my dripping ass and sucked off all the cum and asa juices.This satisfied me for a few minutes, but I was soon craving more cock and cum. As great as sharing my bed with him was, I couldn’t get the cruising woods out of my mind. I finally fell into a fitful sleep. The next two weeks were terrifying as I secretly waited for the results of the second test. This didn’t stop me from our daily unsafe sexual exploits. The sex with Fred was great, but I knew it also bored me. Every time I passed the cruising woods I had to fight the car from pulling in. I was so relieved when I left the second clinic with a negative result that I leaned against my car to regain the breath I had been holding. When I opened my eyes I saw the clinic shared their parking lot with an adult bookstore. Even though I had never been to one before I decided what better place to celebrate. I could suck a cock or three through a glory hole, have a great time, and Fred would never be the wiser. Within moments of entering, I was in a booth with a big fat cock in my mouth. I hadn’t bothered to peek at the body attached to the cock. I just sucked on it with relish and abandon. I got some sense that he might be getting close and without thinking stood, spun around, and backed my ass onto his naked cock. He unloaded in me immediately. When I came to my senses I thought; ‘Fuck, what a waist of that second test.’ “Fuck it!” I said out loud to no one. I heard him leave his booth and someone take his place. A small flaccid cock came through the glory hole and my mouth instinctively glommed onto it. When it was hard I quickly pushed into my ass. Through the gloryhole on the other side of the booth I could now see a guy’s face. He called quietly, “So is he doing you raw?” I responded, “Stick your boner through that hole and you can find out firsthand.” Within moments his long slender hard on was poking through the hole and just as quickly I spun and pushed my ass onto his naked cock. He unleashed deep inside me as we coupled. The guy through the other hole was now watching and suggested I open my door. I followed instructions and he entered my booth leaving the door wide open. He was a middle-aged fat man. I didn’t care. I bent against the back wall and he fucked me with great relish. After he deposited his load three more guys were watching through the open door. I motioned for them to come in and one after the other they quickly fucked and added their loads. No one said anything about condoms. I crawled into bed with Fred that night with six strangers’ questionable sperm in my ass. I was relieved when he didn’t start with his mouth at my ass. When he reached for the Vaseline I cracked and told him we wouldn’t need that. With no further questions he plunged into my sloppy hole balls deep. “So, how many guys fucked and bred you today?” He was calm as a cucumber. “Six.” “No wonder it’s making such a sloshing sound. Well, mine will make seven, and it’ll be the last load you ever get out of me. I’m not mad. I’ve known your true nature all along. You’re not the monogamous type. And I’d be willing to open our relationship, but I also know you couldn’t commit to using condoms. I should have just listened to you the first night and gone ahead and fucked you while the condoms were in your car. But then we wouldn’t have had these awesome few weeks.” He proceeded to make such gentle caring love to me. He was jerking me off as we came together. Him as promised in my ass, me all over my hairy tummy. He collapsed into a full body hug on top of me and I collapsed into tears. He just kept holding me and the tears progressed to wailing. He just rocked me like a baby. He kept this up until I was gasping to get my breath. He wiped tears from my eyes and cooed; “There, there my pet. You’ll be alright.” When I was completely over my cry he said to me, “Come along, get dressed, I know just what you need.” I had no idea what he was suggesting but was too drained to put up a fight or resist. He drove me to the cruising woods, had me strip and lean against a tree. As guys fucked and bred my ass he went and scouted out more coaching them to take me raw and egging them on until they made their deposits. We left as the sun was rising and I had seventeen guys cum marinating in my ass. Fred dropped me back home and I never saw him again. So much for a relationship and monogamy to keep my sex life safe.

Chapter 5 “Somebody is eager there, hm? You´re sexy when you let your slutty self take control baby!” said Jamal from beside me. I hadn´t even realized he had already sat down beside Taron again. I looked towards him and my eyes caught on his thick tool, sticking up from his thigh towards the ceiling, getting even thicker each second. I just noticed I was staring (again!), when Taron´s dick dropped out of my mouth. I blinked in surprise, took it in my hand and put it back in my mouth, before I realized both Taron and Jamal were having trouble holding back their laughter. “Fuck man!” Taron suddenly burst out “He´s such a perfect little slut!” Cupping my cheek he was looking down on me and saying “Aren´t you my fucking subby little slutboy?” I might have taken offense by that comment had I been in my right mind, but… oh well, I don´t need to tell you, do I? So I just nodded, grinning as far as his cock allowed me and went further down on it, while wriggling my togue in his piss slit. I loved this dick! Had it been this delicious a minute ago? Before I could answer this question, Taron´s hand pulled me up and Jamal put his lips on mine, making out with me while pushing another dense cloud down my lungs. I exhaled while I hungrily made out with him and loved the feeling of his short beard scraping my lips and his tongue invading my mouth that his friend´s cock had just been in mere seconds ago. Before I could lose myself in the sensation even more, he pulled back, pressing the stem of the pipe between my lips and lighting the bowl. “Deep hit now, boy. I´m gonna show you something amazing to give to your tops!” I was curious and took a long and slow drag from the pipe. “Hold it in! Very nice! And now go down on my cock… No exhaling!” I furrowed my brows at him, but did what I was told and gave my best to keep the smoke in me while sucking his dick into my mouth full of chemsmoke. He pressed his cock further into my mouth, opening up my throat and slowly snaking down back there. I was so glad in that moment for my lung capacity from swimming as a teenager! “Goood boy! Feel my cock blocking the smoke from exiting your lungs? Now my cock decides how much of that stuff you´re gonna have, hmmm?” he chuckled, while I grew a little restless about what he was doing. This was so hot, but I would need to get some air rather sooner than later, so I tried to withdraw without letting his dick fully slide out of my mouth. “None of that baby!” he shouted suddenly. I was surprised and looked up at his eyes, who had gone to slits while his hands grabbed my head in a vicelike grip, yanking me the few centimeters down his cock again that I had just gone up on my way to oxygen. “You´re gonna fucking breathe when I allow it, do you understand me?” he shouted down at me. I could just look at him, wide eyed and terrified. He saw that and a thin smile curled his lips. “Don´t look at me like this. You just need to learn who´s in charge here sweety. And I tell you something important: it´s nobody with an average white cock straining in their pants!” I was taken aback in that moment, because I realized three things: First, I was still clothed. Second, my cock WAS straining in my pants. And third: He was simply right. I fucking needed some air. But I also needed his cock down my throat and he was the one deciding in which order these things were happening. “Fuck yes! Now you´re giving in and relaxing this throat, don’t you?” I could just nod, my eyes watering, my lungs burning, still filled with t, my mind struggling to catch up on the events. “Tell you what, bitch: I´ll pull out the head now and you´ll breathe that smoke down my shaft as slowly as you can, got it?” I would have done everything in that moment, so I just followed suit. I enveloped his shaft and my head in a dense could of that smoke in the best tempo I could, before sucking in the air I so badly needed. “Goood boy! Such a good boy!” Taron growled from the side, while starting to rub my hair with his meaty hand. Jamal just smiled at me, proud like a father. Or an owner, teaching his dog a new trick. “Now, let´s get your sweet body out of this shirt and shorts and show us what´s underneath!” I wanted to please them and show off my ass in the blue and red jock I had chosen this morning in case I would get laid today. I loved the way it framed my butt and I was sure they would love it, too! So I stood up and almost fell out of my clothes before going back to my knees before these tow broadly grinning men. I just wanted to share my body and my holes and… fuck, what was happening to me? “Very nice boy! You put on a jock so you could show off your sweet butt and your hole, hm?” I just nodded before taking Taron´s dick back into my mouth and Jamal´s into my hand. I was losing all of my inhibitions, just doing what I wanted to do and being a slut for these two fuckers. And as a fortunate incident, these two things aligned perfectly well right now.

I awoke the next morning feeling strangely calm. No panic or depression blanketed me. Yes, the exhibitionist had gone too far, of that there was no question. But I also knew I needed to acknowledge and find safe places to let the exhibitionist out. I had overheard some of the guys at the firehall sing the praises of Craig’s list to arrange ‘hookups’ so for the first time I checked it out. I typed ‘safe sex, gay’ in the search bar and a couple dozen adds popped up. All but one were from individuals looking for a safe hookup. The one remaining ad took and held my attention if was for a ‘safe sex party’ on the upcoming Friday night. It promised 2 dozen guys who would sign a pledge on entering the venue, ‘they promised to only engage in safe sex, only fucking with condoms.’ ‘Perfect’ I thought, and made arrangements to be at the venue when the doors opened. There were plenty of hunky guys in the entry line, and the energy crackled with flirtation. I signed my pledge form stripped down to my jock strap and made my way to the bar. I was relieved to hear they would keep a running tab for me to settle up when I left. I bought shots for the three of us waiting at the bar, and out of gratitude the other two did the same. I walked away happily a little tipsy with a Gin and Tonic to nurse. Guys were still arriving, but the action had already started. As I sipped away at my drink I watched a couple of blow jobs, a few guys rimming and saw one top suite up and enter his eager bottom’s ass. I was feeling great and confident, in the safety of a committed crowd I wouldn’t fall into my stupid risky behaviour. I had staked out a good location to watch when a very tall slim bear cub slipped in beside me and moved his big hand to rest on my exposed ass cheek. I quickly looked him over from head to toe. His nicely formed head was shaved and a trim beard framed his handsome face with bedroom blue eyes. His smile was intoxicating. As I mentioned he was slim but his body was beautifully hairy. His thong underwear crotch was clearly almost bursting with an already semi hard on. I followed his bold move with my ass and grabbed his cloth covered cock. His first words to me were; “You want to sample this cock don’t you? And I don’t mean with your sweet mouth.” “Fuck me, what gave me away?” I responded “Your sexy jock is a dead give away.” By this point one of his fingers had found and penetrated my hole. He bent over and kissed me on the lips. “Come with me, I know the best place to fuck you.” As I followed him, I enquired; “So have you been to one of these party’s before? You seem to know your way around.” “Oh fuck man, many times. These parties are a blast.” “Yeah, I was drawn to a place with safe sex.” I blurted. I was led to a private dark nook away from most of the action and swept up in passionate making out. More than one moistened fingers were pushed up my ass. He stopped kissing me long enough to ask, “Do you mind if I get out of this thong?” “I’d mind if you didn’t!” I responded with laughter. I was moving to take his massive member in my mouth when he turned me and bent me against the black wall. His tongue was soon joining his fingers tickling and delighting my ass. I wasn’t hiding my moans of pleasure. At just the right moment he rose up behind me and hugged me from behind. The hair of his body felt amazing on my back. He began to nibble on my ear as his foreskin moved around my hole. He soon must have retracted it because the sensation on my sensitive ass changed. His raw mushroom head felt amazing teasing my hairy hole. The pleasure of my moans increased unmistakably. “You like my raw cock head teasing your hole, don’t you?” he whispered in my ear. I just moaned all the more. “How much of a rule breaker are you anyway? Tell me you want me to put the tip in, just the tip.” He teased. “Oh yeah, just the tip, you know me.” He was already increasing the pressure with his mushroom head at my hole as I continued. “But I can’t. I promised, I signed the pledge.” “Just the tip won’t break the pledge. Besides you know as well as I do breaking the rules makes it all the more exciting.” The tip had already penetrated my ring before he finished. I gasped in pain, but the gasp couldn’t hide the equal measure of delight. “How’s it feel to have broken your safe sex pledge?” he taunted. ”Magnificent, too bad there’s not an audience.” I confessed. He turned my head to notice the three guys standing in the light at the entrance to our nook. Each had an erection in their hands. “If we’re gonna break the rules you may as well bottom out in me with your naked cock.” I said loud enough for the audience to hear. He pushed balls deep in one swift move. This gasp was unmistakably pleasure with only a slight ting of pain. Asking for our observers; “How many times have you had a naked cock up this ass?” Quickly tabulating, I blurted a number. I had no idea if it was right, I don’t even remember if I said 6 or 7. “Great slut, and how many sheathed cocks have graced this hungry ass?” again he asked to the other guys watching. “None.” I said dejectedly. “None? You’ve always given up this ass without the use of a condom. You have heard of AIDS haven’t you?” “Doesn’t scare me one bit!” I lied with anger fueled false confidence. “And how many of those guys shot their load up your ass?” he challenged. I stepped up to the challenge, I had an audience; “Every one of them, every one of their anonymous breeding’s, 100 %” “And here you are with a raw cock up your ass at a ‘safe sex party’. You are a rule breaker, aren’t you? Are you man enough to tell these guys what you really want from me.” “Finish destroying my pledge, fuck and breed me with these guys as your witness. Make sure I leave hear with cum dripping out of my risk taking, rule breaking, slutty ass.” Yup, fuck me he did. And as his long slender erection shot all over my guts he bellowed; “Breeding your rule breaking ass!” He then encouraged our observers to follow his lead. Two of them slipped into my cum dripping ass, quickly raw fucked me and shot off their seed. When I returned to the bigger room a guy stepped away from watching a hot scene and blocked my path. “How many loads?” he queried. “What the fuck do you mean?” I asked in anger. ‘Why had I only worn an open ass jock strap?’ “I just watched you come out of Blake’s BB Nookie. He seduces newbies in there every party. They all leave with at least one load in their unsuspecting asses. When we realized what he was doing in there some of us decided to bend the rules as well. So, how many guys loads?” he again questioned. “Three … but I really came here to practice safe sex” I whined. “I know” his voice was warm and understanding, “Next time you can meet that ideal. In the meantime, come home with me and let’s see how many loads I can add to that soup in your ass.” “I shouldn’t.” I protested. I did. I ended the night with six stranger’s loads marinating in my guts.

I dropped into a deep depression. I struggled to get out of bed each morning. I stopped going to school entirely, I lost all faith in myself. I had only had sex twice in my life. Both times with strangers. And both times I had risked my life with unsafe sex. I had allowed both men to cum in my ass and strangely relished holding their questionable seed in me as long as I could. I must have a death wish. I couldn’t trust myself to have sex ever again. And life without sex seemed useless. I felt utterly hopeless. Each day dragged out in aimless torture for the next three weeks. Any time I thought about sex or saw something on the tube related to it I would deeply chastise my growing horniness. The only activity I could manage was to fulfill my voluntary shifts at the fire hall. Some of the guys began to notice and asked if I was OK. I lied and said I was fine. There was no way I could talk to any of them about my problem. I was so deeply ashamed. Time spent at the fire hall was the only time I felt any semblance of normalcy. What grew deep inside me was the sense of how much joy I felt being around handsome fit men. The shame would relax and I would remember the excitement I felt making the calendar and participating in ‘The Full Monte’. I got more clarity about how much exhibitionism is a deep part of my being and strangely makes me feel so fulfilled. I worked late that night and found myself pulling into the parking lot at the cruising woods on my way home. When the sick feeling emerged in my stomach, I reminded myself I didn’t need to do anything. I formulated a plan. A plan to celebrate my exhibitionist nature among men who would appreciate the view. After all, there were lots of cars, so there must be lots of men on the trails. Between two vehicles I stripped relishing the cool air gently flowing over my naked nether regions. I pulled my jeans back on commando and decided not to fasten the waist band button. I put my runners back on sockless and tossed my unused clothes back in my car. As I walked into the woods, I felt a lightness of being I hadn’t felt in weeks. I soon came upon two guys getting ready to fuck and my heart began to race as my cock began to respond. The top was rolling a condom onto his substantial cock. That’s when I remembered I hadn’t brought any condoms and a moment of panic set in. I quickly caught and calmed myself remembering my promise to only enjoy my exhibitionism. It occurred to me part of that was enjoying other’s exhibitionism. And these guys were certainly happy to have an audience. Their fuck didn’t last long until the top was blasting inside the bottom. I was excited to see the condom covered cock withdrawn, the bottom remove the condom and clean the cock with his mouth. I was sure I was inspired to insist on a condom if someone offered to fuck me. The next coupling I saw was an old, guy on his knees sucking offer a monster of a man with a proportionately mammoth dick. The old guy could barely fit the girth down his throat, yet he still managed to bring the giant to orgasm. The river of cum gushed out of his mouth and all over his face and hair. Again, I felt inspired thinking ‘I may not be able to get fucked but I can suck off a cock or two and be egged on by guys that stop to watch. I soon found a very nervous young guy who allowed me to suck him off. I was delighted with the taste of his load and swallowed it all. Observers had gathered round and in quick succession I sucked down two more loads. By the fourth blowjob my inner exhibitionist was in full throttle. I stood and bent to suck this stranger’s cock so that I could drop my jeans and fondle my own hard on. Suddenly I felt warm breath on my exposed hole. This was followed quickly by a mouth riming my pucker hole and whiskers scratching my ass cheeks. I thought to myself; ‘I should have expected this, but it’s safe enough, relax and enjoy!” Between the luscious cock in my mouth and the pleasurable ministrations to my hole I soon got lost in the moment. Somehow, I didn’t even notice the cock in my ass until the guy blew his load down my throat. As soon as my mouth was empty I turned my head and asked the bear in my ass if he was wearing a condom. “Do you have one?” he asked me. “No, don’t you? I replied. “I’m already balls deep, do you want me to stop?” he wondered. “Of course not.” I blurted. “Just don’t cum in me.” That’s when the gathered crowd started chanting; “Breed him, breed the slut!” His pace picked up and felt amazing, especially with an audience. “I’m very close. Where do you want my load?” “Come in him, breed his slutty ass!” the crowd answered. I saw and felt the excitement of the crowd, I instantly knew I couldn’t disappoint them. “Do as they ask, cum in my slutty ass.” He was pulsing away deep in me before I even finished saying this. The bear pulled out and another raw cock was deep inside me before I could think. The crowd was back to chanting “Breed him, breed the slut!” My exhibitionist was in full control and had no intention of disappointing my fans. When it was time, I begged for the next four loads to paint my gut walls. I returned to my car with five loads dripping from my ass. I felt higher than a kite. It was only when I climbed into bed that confusion crept in. ‘Why had I done and allowed such dangerous sex? Why had I once again put my health at such risk?’

Chapter 4 “Don’t worry Jakey, Taron is a good friend of mine and he doesn’t mind getting to know a sweet gay boy. Why don´t you show him some appreciation for being so nice to you?” My head went back to his face, this was all too fast for me. I´d never been walked in on during sex, much less have anything with more than one person. “Fuck, you´re so sweet when you´re confused! We´ll have so much fun breaking you in baby!” he said. I was faster this time “Wait man, I´ve never said I´d let anybody break me in here!” I even managed a slight scowl, which I was quite proud of. I wouldn’t let things just completely get out of hand! They both laughed and Taron´s hands on my head massaged harder, while he let them slowly get down to my neck. A slight moan escaped my lips. He spoke up: “Of course you didn´t sweety. But you know, we have some experience with cute boys like you. And until now, everybody just loved to have his holes around our cocks, like you just did. And you enjoyed that, right? I´m just very sure another cock for you wouldn´t make it worse, but just way better…” With that, he slipped onto the sofa, held my gaze and traced his right hand along my arm, pulling it up and letting my hand fall onto his bulging towel with his on top of mine. He then proceeded to wrap his (and in turn mine) around his bulge and moved it up and down. I just went along and felt his cock underneath the towel get harder and flex a couple of times. I swallowed hard. “Wow guy, that’s… I mean, I don’t know what to say really, I´m not usually this bad with words but… Oh my god what’s happening here?!” I laughed a bit. Jamal spoke up “Oh well Jakey, we´re just showing you the joys of life and what you missed out on until now!” “He then went closer to my ear and mumbled “You´re gonna be a good boy and take care of Taron, right? Make him feel good? Cause I´ll get another shot of G for all of us to loosen you up a bit.” He stood up and went into the kitchen without waiting for an answer. Taron still held my hand around his cock and smiled a lopsided smile at me. “Don´t worry, we´ll just have a really, really good time!” I nodded meekly. “Hm, I guess you need some more help to leave this shyness behind and just do what your nature tells you, hmm…?” he asked me with a glint in his eyes. With that he reached over me to pick up the pipe and light it. I looked up at him, taking a big hit and looking sexy as fuck. Then he leaned down, whispering “Open up!”, barely letting any smoke escape his mouth before crashing his lips onto mine and pushing a lungful of smoke into me, while slowly making out with me and sealing my mouth. His lips felt amazing and I felt my heartbeat quicken. After a while of making out, I withdrew and blew the smoke out, feeling a mix of relief and horniness wash over me. Relieved of my nerves and horny for what I was still holding in my hand. “So baby, what do you want to do?” As the rush hit me, I grabbed his towel and tried to take it off of him, but he pushed my hand away and askes again, taking my face into his hand and turning it upwards, so I had to look at him: “I asked you something and you will answer, alight?” I nodded. “Please, can I see you cock?” “Sure babe” he chuckled. “Take it off now.” I carefully lifted his towel to look at his cock. I knew his proportions already from handling it through the towel, but damn… it was just so marvelous to see it! The dark head protruded from the foreskin a bit. It was pretty much all the same thickness, with the middle being slightly bigger than the rest. I reached for it, but my hand was slapped away again. Confused I looked up, but then quickly realized. “Can I touch it?” Taron chuckled. “Good sweety, you learn fast. Yes, feel that black beauty!” I put my hand around it and stroked the foreskin up and down, my mouth watering. “May I lick it?” I heard a chuckle from behind me. “You got that boy trained already man!” I looked back at Jamal, who had come back from the kitchen with three glasses, looking down at me, his cock sticking straight out. I blushed. “Well, he definitely needs to be trained!” Taron just said, while caressing my head with his right, before reaching up and taking two glasses from Jamal. “Don’t worry, we´ll do that for you…” Taron said, while holding one of the glasses to my lips. “Drink up baby and then you can lick my cock!” I let these men guide me into my second dose of g, this time prepared for the taste, but somehow it wasn´t as awful as I remembered. Maybe I was too high already. Or just too focused on other… matters at hand. Before I went down on Taron, I remembered to ask this time and I was kind of proud of me for being so considerate. “Am I allowed to suck you?” …considerate? About asking a guy to let me suck him? What was happening to me? Taron chuckled. “Of course, take as much as you want!” With that I didn´t just take a lick as he had offered me before. I took his head into my mouth and started going down on his cock in one go.

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.

I'd always been fascinated by the bathhouse scene. Something about back to back anonymous hookups just gets my engine purring as a horny bottom. It had been awhile since I'd been to one but it also been a rough week. My BF just left me, and my usual fwb weren't around. I needed fucking and I needed it bad. Normally I liked to play bare in bed, but anytime I'd been to a bathhouse I always made the guys wrap up due to the sense of elevated risk. This time though, I had been fighting off a serious urge to take some loads deep. At this point in the story I am an experienced bareback bottom, neg despite years of risky play, and not on prep. I'm not sure why I never went on prep, other than sometimes the subconscious makes decisions for us. So I made a pact with myself. I'd head down to the nearest bathhouse and leave the condoms at home. I wanted to take 12 loads total, ideally from at least 6 different guys. My record was 8 so this was only a small stretch but enough to make me work for it. I packed my bag and hopped the train. As soon as arrived I could tell it was going to be a fun night. It was Saturday so the place was packed. I checked in and went to find my locker. I could feel guys eyes on my tight little ass as I stripped and closed my locker. I returned the stares with a wink and headed off to find an open sling. I wanted to get a few loads under my belt right away to ease my anxiety. As soon as I got myself situated in a sling, three guys had already lined up to play. Off to a good start. The first guy came right up and started touching me and playing with my hole. "Love an unused hole. You want me safe or bare babe?" to which I replied "only bare please". He smiled and lubed up. Before long he was balls deep and fucking me hard while the other two watched. Without another word he shot his load deep in my willing cunt and pulled out. The second guy didn't hesitate to follow in the same fashion. The third guy was bigger than both of them and took his time with me, really pleasuring me as he fucked me deep and slow. We both came together and I could tell he shot a huge load in me. After he did he said he'd be right back. He returned a few moments later with a sharpie. "I want to help you keep track" he said as he wrote Load Count and struck 3 lines below it. I found this incredibly hot and said "lets make it 4 then". He gladly obliged and flooded my hole again, dutifully adding another strike to my thigh. He slipped the marker into a pocket in the strap of the sling, kissed me, and left. I decided it was time to move around so I got up, taking the marker with me, and headed in search of a nice cock to suck on to give my ass a small break. I quickly found a nice hung guy in a room with the door open who was jerking off alone. I quickly joined him and sank to my knees. He gladly released his hand from his cock and fed it to me. I could tell he was close so I wasted no time and made him shoot his load down my throat. Yum. "Find me later in a sling": I said and left. The evening was moving fast and my load count was only 1/3 there so I decided it was time to get back to it. I headed for the dark room, found a bench and got on, bending over and making my cunt available for whoever came along. After a few minutes I heard someone shuffle in and slowly his hands found me. Without ever saying a word, his hard cock found my hole and he slid right in, made easy by all the cum leaking out of me. He fucked me hard for a few minutes, came inside, and left without a word. Another cock followed in the same fashion. This one managed to grunt "fuck yeah you're a cum dump" before pulling out. I was incredibly turned on and hadn't cum since the sling. I needed more. I stumbled out into the hallway and took my trusty sharpie to myself, adding two more strikes. I wasn't counting mouth shots, so now I was up to 6 loads. As I did this, I noticed a tall strong looking guy watching me from the other side of the hallway. He had a long thick cock. I glanced him up and down noticeably enough for him to walk over and talk to me. As he got closer I noticed a biohazard tattoo above his hip. I knew what this was, and it wasn't what I was seeking. Nevertheless, he was very attractive and his cock was amazing. "Taking a few loads there, huh boy?" he said looking down at me. "Yes sir" I mumbled back, still gazing at his cock. "You want a few more?" he responded, cock twitching and rock hard. "I...um.." I stumbled over my words, looking at him, his cock, back to his tattoo, back to him. "I'm not on prep". "No? Hm, well maybe you're not ready for my toxic loads yet then, but I'm sure we will change that". With that he leaned in and kissed me hard, and grabbed my ass, then walked away saying "it's your choice". Looking down my cock was so hard. Fuck. Why did that turn me on so much? Now throbbing, I needed a distraction from that beautiful cock. Passing a few rooms, I finally found one that was open. Two guys were jerking each other off in a bed. I stepped in and offered myself "need a bottom boys?". They both nodded enthusiastically and got up to make room for me. They both fucked me missionary, taking turns tagging me with their bare cocks. Soon enough my count was up to 8 as I left the room with their loads dripping down my leg. In the hallways I passed mr biohazard again. Fuck I thought, my cock just twitched again and he definitely noticed as I blushed and looked away. I felt him look back as I passed and chuckled - probably at the amount of cum leaking out of my well used hole. I headed back to the sling, hoping to free my mind from this little trap and bump my count up as I was starting to get a little tired. Sure enough as I strapped in, and secured my sharpie back in its original place, another man was at the door staring at me and jerking himself off. I motioned him to come in. He walked up, staring at my leg and all the tallies counting up the loads I'd taken. "I love cum dumps" he said. "you want me to fuck you?". "please" i managed to moan back. "Good, I have been waiting for someone to let me breed them all day". He slid in easily. His cock was on the smaller side, but he had a good build and a cute face. And honestly after the ravaging I'd been taking a smaller cock was kind of a relief. He really got off on my sloppy but still tight enough little hole and shot his load quickly into me. A little disappointed, I was quickly relieved when he didn't pull out and started thrusting again - driving his first load deeper and then finally shooting a second one in me. "fuck yes, add your tallies please" I said as he pulled out. I could feel his fresh cum leaking out of me. He looked down as it splattered on the floor. "Shame, I wish more had stayed inside you. You're pretty full.". With that he got down on the ground and started eating me out, extracting all those loads with his tongue. It felt amazing. He came back up and planted a big cummy kiss on my lips. "Let's try that again" and as though he had endless stamina, he thrust his cock back in me again - fucking me slow and deep this time until he shot what felt like the biggest load yet deep inside. He pulled out, added another tick line to my thigh, kissed me, and left. 11 loads will have to do, I thought to myself. It wasn't going to get better than that. But I wanted to cum again, so I lingered in the sling for a few minutes, jerking myself off. Before I could cum I heard a voice at the door. "I guess you're ready for me now." I looked up to see mr biohazard, harder than before, standing in front of me. Fuck. My cock got even harder at the sight of him. "Let me help" he said, taking my cock into his hand. I returned the favor, I thought maybe I could satisfy him with a mutal jo and call it a day. As we played with each other he leaned in close, and said "I need to be inside you boy". Looking up at him I must have just looked like an utter slut. I opened my mouth, providing an invite, again hoping this would satisfy him. He took me up on it, pulling me forward so he could get his cock deep in my mouth. As I sucked him he started talking to me. "No point resisting me now boy. I just watched you take 3 poz loads from my friend Ben. He's even more toxic than I am. But I don't want him to have all the fun, I had called you first.". With his cock filling my mouth I couldn't say a word but panic clearly spread over my face. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. I guess you have a choice now, huh? You can get out of here, get some pep and you probably won't convert. Or, you can stay, and enjoy this big cock burying itself deep in your fertile little hole. You can give in to my big poz loads. Heck if you do that, maybe I'll even go home with you and we can make a night of it. Yeah, I think you'd like that". My heart was racing as his words sunk in. I'd already taken 3 poz loads? As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he pushed me back and started to tease my hole with his cock. "What'll it be then boy?". My fear was quickly turning to ecstasy as he gently pushed the head of his cock into me. Looking over his shoulder I could see a few guys had gathered to watch, and one of them was the very guy who'd given me the sharpie. He caught my glance and said "Wow you're doing great on that load count, I didn't realize mine wouldn't be your only poz load of the night". FUCK. I'd been taking poz loads all night?! At this moment something in my brain snapped. I broke. All my mind could focus on was this huge hard cock begging to enter me, and that missing 12rh strike on my thigh. I looked up at him and just managed to choke out the words "just take me then". At this all he and the guys at the door went wild. "yeah boy, I knew you'd give it up" he just about shouted and with that he pushed in - all the way in - fucking deep inside me. I felt his balls hit my ass as I let out a loud moan and gasped "oh fuck yes". He went to town on me, fucking slow and deep and then by the end railing me harder than any guy yet. I felt him tense up and he leaned in close to growl "take my poz load" and shot an enormous rope of cum straight into my bare, unprotected cunt. As he did I exploded all over myself, lost in the waves of the orgasm he was burying in my guts. He kept his cock inside me for a minute, finally pulling out. As he did two of the guys who had been watching immediately approached and without asking fucked me back to back dropping two more loads inside me. Poz daddy watched the entire time. When they finished he took me again. This time slow and lovingly, kissing me while he did it. I put one hand on his tattoo and used the other to pull him deeper into me. "Thats it little slut, you got what you needed now" and he shot another poz load in me. "Lets get you cleaned up" he said, as he drew the additional 4 lines on my leg. I'd now run out of room on my little thighs, all marked up. 15 loads. I was in shock. He walked me to the showers and helped me clean up and get dressed. My mind was spinning. "So, I'm james by the way. What do you think? You wanna take me home and keep the fun going?" Even to my own surprise I nodded quietly and grabbed his hand. The whole train ride back he held me close and kissed me, not caring who was watching. As we entered my apartment it all became real. I had brought this stranger, who just helped try and poz me, home. I brought him to my home, to fuck me all night and do whatever he wanted to me. What have I become? As these thoughts started to race, I felt his hands wrap around me. He gently unbuttoned my pants and started to undress me. As his hard cock pressed against my bare ass again, my mind went blank. I led him straight back to the bedroom. "We've got a long night ahead of us" he growled as he spread my legs and thrust his big, bare, poz cock into me again. I moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear as he took me again, and again, and again that night. I guess I made my choice.

sorry but i take the horrible person prize here 😜 trick #1 avoid all talk of exclusivity at all costs. it's not cheating if you didn't promise not to. if forced to discuss it, tell him you want to be exclusive. then tell yourself the operative word here is "want". we're only human and opps happen, sometimes you just trip in a public toilet and your open mouth happens to fall on a stranger's hard on. trick#2 go around fucking other people's husbands as often as you want. claim it's between them and has nothing to do with you. trick#3 cheat on every person you ever dated yet go around boasting that you've never cheated once. as george costanza said "it's not a lie if you believe it yourself" trick#4 if caught red handed, rely on time tested lame excuses ie the infamous "we were on a break" trick #5 you're no jimmy carter. jerk off to cheater porn. try to cheat but fail. it doesn't count. etc trick#6 catch your man cheating at the same time you yourself cheated on him. make a big big deal about how devastated you are that he did this to you. never even hint that you did the same. you're the victim here.

Thanks for the comments so far. Im glad people are enjoying it. ______________________________________Part 5 *have it your way* The text keeps flashing through my mind even hours later when my wife and I went to bed. What is he going to do? His note just said no rules for a while but I just keep getting the feeling it's going to be more. I get almost no sleep that night the cage and the daunting feeling keeping me awake most of the night. I go to the gym bright and early and join Sir Nate in the locker room. "Good morning Sir" I say his smell hits me right away. It seems stronger somehow. It makes me want to be naked with him. I'm not gay. I'm just doing this to get my cage off. "Good morning boi" he replied. "I heard someone got in trouble." His tone made me feel really bad. "I'm sorry Sir I made a mistake. It won't happen again" he pulls out my work out clothes from his bag. "Good Boi. If you didn't fail you'd have the next rule right now" He's walkig towards me his smell getting stronger my head starting to go fuzzy. "Here's your workout uniform today" there was no jockstrap. I want to ask for one but can't seem to form words. All I see is him in his singlet and his chest hair. I kind of want to smell his chest imagining this fuzzy feeling becoming permanent just a bit of fuzzy and euforia. No wait I have a wife, I can't do this to here. I quickly strip with Sir Nate right beside be. While I'm completely naked he feels up my body a little bit keeping what little distance is between us. After he drops his hand I put on the new singlet which is the same cut as last time but this one is dark green while wearing it you can clearly see my cage sinch I have no underwear to hide it. We headed out into the gym. We do various work outs and I notice that Sir gets a lot closer during them. Usually he is on the machine beside me or something along those lines but this time he uped my weights by a lot and says he needs to spot me. I feel his cock rubbing against me the entire session. None of the body builders seem to notice, or they don't mind. When we are doing bench press his cock is pretty much pressed against my face. I should be disgusted but I feel like I'm about to break my cage my dick is trying so hard to grow. I just want to lick his cock. I could if I wanted to, I would just need to stick out my tongue. No. wife. Straight. me. "Your almost there I think your master will be pleased with your progress." His voice snaps me out of my train of though" "What?" He slaps me hard across my ass. I'm doing squats now. I don't even remember moving. We are alone I the gym now and our singlets are around our waste. He back behind me spotting me again and I can feel his cock pressing against my ass through the layers of spandex. "What Sir" "Sorry Sir, what did you mean Sir" "Better, I think Jackson will be impressed with your body, it's not much now but you can see it will be the way he likes it." "Thank you Sir" We finish up our work out and back in the changeroom he gives me a jock strap to wear. I take off the singlet which he takes from me and I start looking for my clothes. "Sir do you know where my clothes are?" I ask "Yes I do" as I see him add my singlet to a bag of my clothes. He zips it up "you are expected at Master Jacksons in an hour. Good luck" he takes my clothes and leaves. How am I going to get to my car in nothing but a jockstrap? I trun to grab my keys from the locker remembering I keep them in my pants. I don't need to get to my car I need to get to Jackson's house. Fuck me. I find a towel in the locker room but no clothes any where. I guess I will have to use this. I wrap it around my waist tight and start walking. Sir Nate told me I had an hour Jackson's house is is a 55min walk so I have to get moving. I know of some hiking trails so I get most of thebway there just seeing confused hikers. But when I have to go back on the main streets the worse thing happens. I almost got hit by a car. I get up about to tear this guy a new one when Sean gets out of the car. "What the fuck are you doing" he yells "why are you naked." "I'm not naked and can you drive me somewhere." I get in his car before he responds" "What happened" I relayed the info as he drives and he just shakes his head at me. "I need you to divorce my mom she doesn't need this kind of shit again." "I told you I'm not gay. I'm not enjoying this. Do you think I have a choice in the mater." "I do think you're enjoying this. If you didn't want to run around in a jockstrap you would have asked the front desk of the gym to borrow their phone and called your wife." I'm silent the idea didn't cross my mind. "Exactly, you keep saying you don't want this but from where I'm standing it seems like every decision you've made is to encourage it." "I made one mistake you can't say every decision" "You say the letter said no more rules for a week if you failed to provide photo evidence of wearing thongs and jockstrap. Then why did you not wear the thong. You could have worn your boxers over or just taken the thong with you but I think you wanted the extra week." He parked and pretty much pushed me out of his car "fucking fags they are the worst at thinking" he drives off. I didn't want the extra week. I didn't want the extra week. Why do I need to convince myself of this. I go inside and Jackson orders me to start cooking right away. I cook everything. We eat in silence. When he starts fag school he asks "how are you going to make me happy and forget your blatant disregard for my rules?" "All I can off you is my dick Sir" if I don't get a rule at least I'll get to cum. "OK I think I have something in mind" fuck yes. It's better than nothing. We go to the bed room and I'm about to take my jockstrap off when he stops me. "Not yet" he puts chains on my ankles. "This way you can't take the jock strap off unless I let you" He teases me going down my body as he unlocks me and the moment the cage is loose. I'm like a rock, full mast, ready to be blown. He walks over to the other side of the bed and grabs something from his bed side table. Coming back I realise it's a condom. He puts it on me and kneels on the bed doggy style. "Umm. Aren't you going to blow me?" "I think you know what you have to do to let me forgive your error" Fuck

Part 5: Sir called out, “Okay guys, let’s go.” I was again lifted and dropped down on the dildo and Houston’s cock several times. Houston only stared at me and smirked as his still hard cock continued to be fucked by my cunt and the rubber cock. I heard Sir, the next time I was balls deep, tell Jose, “Spin him.” Jose took my shoulders while Houston took my hips. Without the dicks being removed, they proceeded to turn me 180 degrees so I was facing out the back of the van. There were six men, in various ages/sizes/cleanliness, etc. I knew what was cumming. I thought I did at least. Each guy, in turn, entered the van and rammed their dick down my throat. Each man, with not a clean crotch among them, skull fucked me until they came. Except they didn’t cum in me or on me. Instead, Sir handed the first guy a small jar and simply ordered, “Load in the jar.” The first three men took turns skull fucking me and pulling out to shoot their loads in the jar. When they left, I noticed that the line was now several men longer. I couldn’t see the end of the line, but could see several cocks being jerked off. The next guy in line stood outside the van, watching me and jerking his dick with a grin on his face. I recognized him as another of the former inmates. “Beg me faggot,” he snidely leered at me. “Please Mr. Masetes, fuck my throat.” Before he moved, Sir asked him, “Did you do what I ordered?” Gabe responded, “Yes, Sir, I’m not stupid enough to disobey you.” Sir, ignoring this, ordered, “Strip, and show him.” Not resistant to the order, Gabe proceeded to take his shirt and pants off, standing naked outside the van. I couldn’t help but admire his lean, Mexican body and his abs, which while not a ripped six pack, were clearly visible. Moving downward to look more closely at his cock, I froze at his waistline. Between his waistline and the base of his cock was a tattoo that I recognized from stories, pictures and videos. It was a bio-hazard symbol with the words “Toxic” and “Loads” on each side of it. The meth coursing through me and still controlling my brain made me beg, “Please, give me your toxic load.” He smiled as he stepped into the van. As I tried to reach out to get to his tattoo, he slapped me away and said, “Earn it.” With that, he turned around, grabbed handles on each side, bent over and shoved his ass out, toward me. I heard Houston say, “Fuck Gabe, you nasty.” Then he ordered me to spread the ass open. I reached forward and did so. If I was shocked by the first tattoo, this one, I should say, these were even more so. Surrounding his hole was another biohazard tattoo. Tattooed vertically down the inside of each cheek were the words “Cum” and “Whore,” with arrows pointing to his hole. “Oh, fuck, that’s hot,” slipped from my mouth before I could stop myself. As soon as the last word was finished, the ass was slammed backward and the hole smashed right onto my open mouth. As shocked as I was, I knew what I was supposed to do, and drove my tongue from my mouth and right into his hole. His hole opened up easily to my tongue and I heard him moan and tell me, “Eat my hole. Empty it for me.” Somewhere at the back of my mind, I registered this comment and thought, to my utter disgust that he was going to make me eat shit. Before I could respond, I felt a warm liquid on my tongue and knew; there was cum in his ass. This sent me over the edge, knowing that this hot Mexican macho guy, was like me: a cum dump. I reached up and spread his cheeks; he began to tell me to stop. It was him who stopped as he felt my face and tongue push even deeper. I felt Houston reach up and push my head forward sat the same time i heard Sir tell Gabe, “Feed him.” In the next second, I felt Gabe loosen his hole and cum started flowing out. This was clearly several loads as the flow was heavy. I devoured it as if it was the sweetest thing I’d ever tasted. Houston urged, “Swallow those loads you sick faggot fuck.” I heard Gabe moaning as he finished emptying the loads from his ass. He pulled away and stood back up. I heard him ask Sir, “Can I do it now?” Sir responded, “Not yet, I have an extra reward for you; but you’ll need to wait a few minutes.” Gabe’s voice was a mix of sadness and excitement when he responded, “Yes, Sir.” He hopped out of the van and the next guy hopped in. For about the next twenty minutes, I was skull-fucked by the remaining guys in line, each shooting loads into the jar, which was, at the end, almost full. The last two men were directed to piss down my throat after the last guy came. They took turns pissing down my throat, ordering me not to drop any. This piss was different from any other; it was much stronger and acrid. I wanted to throw up, but resisted, knowing the danger I’d be in. As the second guy began pissing, I felt it. Another rush, head spinning, and craving; I was drinking chem piss and became much more eager. When the last guy finished and hopped out, Gabe hopped back in, still naked and hard. With no warning, I felt Houston’s arms around me as he held me tight. I saw a needle in agaves hand and begged him to slam me again, already knowing I was a slamwhore. When he moved toward me and grabbed my arm, I felt Houston’s hand grabbed me and squeeze hard in the middle of my upper arm. Gabe flicked the crook of my arm a couple of times to pop a vein up. It was only then that I saw the needle. This one did not have a clear liquid in it. The liquid was red. I looked from it alto Gabe’s face and shook my head, starting to beg him not to do it. “Shut up faggot.” He pulled the cap off and after swabbing the area with an alcohol wipe, he placed the tip of the needle at my vein. “Watch faggot. Watch as I give you my toxic blood. You know you want this.” Through the tears, and the realization that everything that had happened before, all the raw loads, there was now no avoiding my fate. I looked him in the face before turning to look at my arm. As soon as I turned, the needle was slid in. I watched as he pulled back the plunger and the liquid became even more red. As he made to push the plunger in, the word, “No,” slipped from my mouth. He began to say something but stopped as my hand reached up to physically stop him. I hesitated before I said simply, “Let me do it.” Sir, who I noticed for the first time, was pointing his phone right at me and said, “Do it.” Gabe moved his hand and I took a hold of the plunger. Seeing my hand twitch a little, Gabe put his hand on mine to steady me. I watched as the plunger pushed to scarlet liquid in my arm. This was clearly a bigger slam as I was feeling it with half the meth still in the needle. I finished the push and Gabe quickly covered the injection site with cotton and removed the needle. I raised my arm and the impact was intense. There were five coughs, heavy ear ringing and for a moment I was afraid I was going to die. When that passed and I screamed to be fucked, I heard Sir from somewhere say, “Do it.” I felt Houston pull me back so that my back was against his muscular torso. Feeling his pecs and nips,along with his ripped abs pressing into me only intensified the effects. Gabe pushed my legs up just far enough for Houston to grab them and pull them backwards, as far and wide as they’d go. This new series of movements created an intense stretching of my hole as Houston’s cock and the dildo moved along with my body. I watched as Gabe got between my legs, took cum from the jar to lube the stretched ring of my cunt and then his dick. I knew what was cumming and was terrified. “Oh fuck, give me that third cock. Rape me hard. WRECK ME.” With that Gabe placed his cock head at my hole and pushed. My hole wouldn’t open, there was too much in me. Knowing what would push him to what I needed, I looked him in the eyes and insulted him. “You fucking faggot, you can’t even get that cock of yours in me? You really are a bottom bitch like me.” This did it. After slapping me as hard as he could, punching me in the balls and spitting on face, he slammed hard into me. My hole gave way as he rammed in balls deep. I had three dicks in me. “C’mon Gabe, give it to me. Rape me.” For the next two minutes, I was raped and knew I’d never be the same, physically or mentally. When I knew he was getting close I begged him, “Please give me your toxic cum. Make me toxic. Knock your bitch up.” This made him pound me harder until he blew a huge load in me, telling me he was destroying my life with his load, calling me his AIDS brother and whore. After he finished cumming, and catching his breath, he groaned, “You are so fucking nasty. But I’m not done with you. Houston, you ready for lift off?” Houston only responded, “Fuck yeah.” With that, Gabe reached down, wrapped me in his arms and counted to 3. On 3, he fell backwards, pulling me with him. As this happened, Houston lifted up off his back. All three cocks, all still hard, moved with me and my hole stretched even more. I felt movement as Houston adjusted himself and then began pounding me, matching the techniques Gabe. I whimpered in pain before begging to get raped. Houston didn’t last long until he shot his second load deep in my wrecked cunt. It took several minutes for the three cocks to be removed. The dildo was the last to slide out and as it did, I fell onto my side, knowing I had just been completely anally destroyed. I looked at the two cocks and dildo that had just been in me, seeing cum and lube on all three. I moved toward Houston first and cleaned him off then did the same for Gabe, even kissing and licking the cum from his tattoo. After they were done, Sir ordered me to get on my hands and knees, facing the dildo with my ass up. It took me a long time, to do, but eventually I did. I heard each of the four men make comments about my hole, saying it was no longer recognizable as an asshole. That it was more wrecked then a cunt after a gangbang and that I could now take anything they wanted to shove in me. Sir asked me, “You still want more don’t you?” I responded, “No Sir. It doesn’t matter what I want. Do you want to do more to me Sir?” He laughed and said, “I have one last thing. You remember all those loads those guys shot in the jar?” I nodded and he asked, “Why do you think I did that?” I couldn’t fathom any special reason. Then it hit me. The last fantasy I had told him. “They’re poison loads Sir. They are dirty and toxic loads.” Sir said, “That’s right boy, that’s what you wanted isn’t it? Tell me what you wrote.” “I told you that I wanted to take a bunch of loads that had the most bugs in it. Don’t care what toes, what strains. But I wanted each one to have some disease that would infect me.” Sir responded, “You’re going to get what you want, and more. Those 26 loads are filled with toxic, high viral AIDS loads. At least three of the loads are over a million count. There’s also every possible STI in there, some that are already med resistant. And they are all going into that dirty faggot cunt.” I was on the hook, “Please Sir, put those nasty loads in my cunt. Infect me please.” Jose moved in front of me and placed his phone in front of me with video recording. I was told to get down all the way, and to arch my back so that my hole was high enough to swallow it all. A huge funnel, with a large exit hole was jammed into me. I felt it scratching against the walls of my cunt as it was pushed deep. Then I felt it. I watched as Sir poured the cum into the funnel and then felt the cum slide into my hole. It took a minute, but soon almost all the cum was in me. I’d never felt this full. I begged for the last of the cum, but only could watch as the funnel was pulled out, with Sir making sure that it was empty before pulling out. He set the jar on my ass and I could only beg for the last inch of the cum. Sir stayed motionless for a couple, enjoying my begging and pleading. When he picked up the jar, I almost squealed with delight. I didn’t expect what was coming next. Sir asked me, “Do you remember what I said to you when I was fucking you in the stall?” I had to focus, which was extremely difficult, to remember everything he said. I had a strong response to one thing in particular. “I wouldn’t open my inner hole for you and you said you would get in there.” Sir said, “Close enough. Well now is the time where your ass pays the piper. I’m getting in that hole.” I watched as Sir poured the remainder of the cum on his hand, palm and back and then wipe it around. He folded his hand into the duck shape and push into my hole. I felt his fingers, his hand, and his wrist slide into me with no resistance. I heard the sound of all the cum in my ass as he entered the cum tunnel. He did not stop. He continued to push his arm into me, meeting no resistance. I then felt his fingers and his hand start entering that once tight second hole. I heard gasps from the other guys as the entire arm slid into my ass, Sir’s wrist nearly at the point of passing all the way through the inner hole. He proceeded over the next five minutes to pull out and push back in, not being able to adjust enough to get himself all the way in that hole. He slowly pulled his arm al the way out and wiped his arm off and pushed the cum in me. “Houston, show me your arm.” I felt movement behind me and saw Houston’s body appear behind me. It was covered in a thick coat of grease and he said, “this is gonna be good.” As Sir directed him, Houston put his hand to my hole and I could tell that it was bigger than Sir. It slid through my hole and was immediately sucked in, past the wrist and up his arm. He quickly reached the inner hole and stopped. He took a picture, tossed his phone in front of me and I was shocked. As deep as he was in me, he still had about 6” to 7” to go. The phone was removed. Sir said, “Do it,” and I prepared to have the rest of Houston’s arm pushed in, his hand passing through the inner hole. Instead, there was no movement. Sir repeated, in a more demanding voice, “Do it faggot, take his arm.” I knew what this meant I immediately pulled forward a couple of inches, and then pushed backward. I refused to stop and felt Houston’s big hand slide all the way through, wrist and all. I pushed until my hole was planted on the crook of his arm. Taking a few seconds to catch my breath, I started to pull off and push back, increasing the depth I pulled off and the intensity I pushed back with. I quickly felt the inner hole lose al resistance as I slammed myself up and down Houston’s arm. I felt my prostate getting assaulted, and angled it so that it was beaten on every motion. I whimpered, “Cum Sir?” He said, “Not this time faggot. Not yet.” I moaned but continued to fuck myself on Houston’s arm. I knew I needed one last thing. “Sir, can I have one more thing done?” Sir said, “As long as you don’t cum.” I asked Houston, while I was fully planted on him, “Mr. Houston, when I pull off the next time, all the way off, will you put your hand into a fist? Then ram it all the way in, no stopping?” Houston, for the first time possibly, was unsure and said, “Fuck faggot. That’s gonna hurt. You sure? Sir? “ In unison, Sir and I said, “Do it.” Houston said, “Fuck it. Let’s go faggot.” I took a breath and began pulling off his arm. He laughed and said, “Let’s get this going,” and proceeded to pull his arm all the way out. I groaned in pain, not expecting this. Within a second, not giving me a chance to change my mind, Houston placed his clenched fist at my cunt and slammed his arm all the way up me. The pain was intense as he passed the first ridge and continued up. He hit the inner ring and there was resistance. He continued to push, but couldn’t get through. “C’mon faggot, you want this, give it up to mt black fist.” He tried pushing more, but nothing moved. “Gabe get up front and hold him in place.” Gabe moved in front of me and lifted me up to scoot under me. His hands went to my shoulders and pushed me back onto Houston’s arm. “Perfect. Last chance faggot.” He pushed again and, even with me not being able to move away, he couldn’t get through. He yanked his arm all the way out. I heard rustling behind me and him say this should do it. I felt the largest shard I’d been given set down ass. Another picture, and the size of the shard was immense. 1” long, 1/4 inch thick. The shard was quickly picked up and jammed deep in me by Houston. He shoved it to the inner hole and held it there the pain was intense as the huge rock dissolved with a major burn and a reaction similar to my first slams He decided when it was about a quarter left to melt, “Ready or not, I’m going through.” Without pulling out, I felt him move his fingers into a fist. He pulled out out about 6” and told Gabe, “Hold him tight.” This time he did not try to push his way through the ring. Instead, he slammed his arm in, fist first, back into my hole. He punched the ring, immediately pulled back and repeated it. I was so fucking high that I couldn’t register the pain that was occurring in my cunt, What I could register was the intense pleasure I was feeling of having my inner hole punched over and over again. The pleasure was so intense, that after four or five punches, I had to join in. With a slight movement the first time, I pushed back to meet Houston’s fist. Houston felt this and urged me, “Fuck yeah faggot, ride my arm. Rape that inner hole yourself, get my fucking fist in there.” As he punched again, I pushed back harder. We did this in unison six more times, me getting tougher each time. On the seventh, it happened. As he punched forward and I slammed backwards, my hole broke and his fist pushed through. We were both lost in the feeling; him feeling his fist push through and his wrist being tightly grabbed by the hole. I was broken more as I lost sense of being, the endorphins overloading me. He recovered faster and resumed his punching. I felt him pull his fist out and immediately push back in, keeping my inner hole from shutting back down and finally beating it into full submission. This went on for five minutes. I was slumped down, but felt every punch. Finally, he said he was exhausted and pulled his arm out. With his arm and fist exiting my hole, my rectum followed into a major rosebud. I collapsed onto my side, had just enough energy to reach back and feel the rosebud before passing out.