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I got bred four times throughout my time at cumunion in the dark room last night! Definitely more than I've ever done in one night, and it feels amazing. I loved taking raw cock and moaning for them - it's like a dream come true. It's kind of hard to believe I've taken this hot step now, but now I'm feeling like I should have done this a long time ago and I just want more men inside me. I've been on a bit of a personal journey to embrace riskier fun and embrace my bottom side more. I usually play with older men, and so a lot of the time I happen to end up topping even if I wanted to bottom. Yesterday I decided I really, really needed to bottom and get cum inside of me, and I followed through. I usually get a bit nervous about it and concerned about what my partner might think, but I just knew I had to do it yesterday. I had a light dinner with the partner before heading out and told them I'd be going to the bars, I did not tell him I was planning on getting men to breed me, but he knows I play haha. I left the house cleaned out and prelubed, and had some more drinks at the bars before heading over to cumunion. It was a decent crowd, and the dark room wasn't quite actually dark haha, but it served its purpose, lots of men fucking and breeding. I was determined to bottom, I can't quite recall all the details of how I got into position when and where for each of the fucks, but I did keep track of how many times I got fucked, and by the end of the night I'd been bred four times. The most memorable fuck I was on my knees bent over for a man to fuck me from behind, he was huge and made me moan loudly, so I huffed my poppers and was fortunately able to take him all the way and let him have his way with me. Recounting it now, I'm so horny for being a cumdump this way, which I've never really done before. I never saw who was fucking me, so it was all totally anonymous no questions asked no loads refused breeding. Amazing. I went home later, and I bred my partner with the loads still inside me and told him I'm a slutty boy. I'm a lot less concerned now with what he might think of me doing this, so that's great as well. I'll be looking forward to the next time I get to have men breed me again.

Ah well, I think you'll find Timmy and Peter are indeed poz sluts with pregnant tummies, as are all the denizens of the sauna. Soon Kevin will fall pregnant too, which will be an interesting situation for him to deal with. Meanwhile, the sauna waits in its seedy side street for some other innocent young man to cross its portal and encounter Sid, Arthur and all the others and find themselves being fucked and impregnated in the filthy back room.....

The vote was close. Like, razor close. 47 in favor, 45 opposed. Rod and a man who looked old enough to be Brock's great grandfather were the deciding votes. After the succession was approved, Uncle Dale called Walt up. Walt brought out his tattoo equipment. Brock chose the inside of his left bicep and Walt set to work. While Walt worked, many of those who had voted against succession left. Those who remained seemed to be eager from the break from official business. Many stripped down to underwear or less and began "socializing." Brock had never seen so many dicks in one room before. It was honestly hot. After Walt wrapped up the orange scorpion tattoo, Uncle Dale called the room back to their seats. It was customary for every Jarl to poz one last time in celebration of their lifetime of work. Dale, however, had a different plan. He wanted instead to celebrate with Brock's first pozzing. Brock was very okay with this plan. Especially when he realized the only negative hole in the room was Dr. Shah. The crowd gathered around as Dr. Shah approached Brock, lust in his eyes. Brock peeled himself out of his too-tight v-neck. He grabbed Dr. Shah behind the neck and pulled the doctor's face to his chest. Dr. Shah's wiry black beard mingled with Brock's reddish chest hair as Dr. Shah's tongue lapped at brock's skin. He made a brief stop at Brock's nipple before continuing on. Brock realized he had never had anyone play with his armpit, but Dr. Shah seemed hell bent on it. Brock raised his arm and without hesitation, Dr. Shah buried his face in the darker hair. He alternated lingual worship with deep inhalation of Brock's natural scent. Brock trembled a little at the new sensations. His prick was straining against the jock he'd selected for tonight. He twisted his fingers in Dr. Shah's shaggy black hair and pressed him deeper into his musky pit. Dr. Shah eagerly took in all that he could before Brock tugged on his hair, breaking their connection. "Labas cpeheit ra dar biavar" Brock commanded. He had been practicing for the next time he saw Dr. Shah. Dr. Shah's shock was evident on his face. Even Uncle Dale looked impressed. Dr. Shah began to peel his clothes off as ordered until he stood in front of Brock in nothing but his white Calvin Klein briefs and his calf-length socks. His coarse black body hair and olive skin contrasted nicely with the white. Brock unbuckled his belt and began unbuttoning the fly of his jeans. Dr. Shah fell to his knees before the second button was undone and took over. Brock's generous member was crammed in the pouch of his jock, limiting how hard he could get, but that didn't stop Dr. Shah. Like a newborn kitten mouthing blindly for its mom's teat, he tried in vain to get at Brock's cock. Brock once again twisted his hand in Dr. Shah's hair, but this time he wrenched the man's head away from him firmly. Dr. Shah gulped. Brock pulled the pouch of his jock to the side and his cock immediately swelled to its full size. Dr. Shah was like a rabid dog trying to get at the haunch of meat between brock's legs. He pulled hard against Brock's grip on his hair, but to no avail. Brock picked up a generous glob of his precum - his confirmed poisonous precum - on his thumb and offered it to Dr. Shah. The nearly naked man devoured it eagerly. Brock eased his grip just enough that Dr. Shah could inch closer to his hooded prick. Dr. Shah's moans gradually became whimpers the longer he was denied his prize. Brock placed just the tip of his dick on the doctor's tongue and Dr. Shah went feral, lapping every inch of his dick he could reach and swallowing every drop of virus-laced precum. While the doctor was blissfully sucking whatever parts of Brock's cock he could reach, Brock was gradually forcing his dick further and further in. It wasn't until Brock's member hit the back of Dr. Shah's throat that the doctor realized how much cock he had in his mouth - or how much more there was to go. Panic set in on Dr. Shah's face as the realization struck him. As soon as Brock saw his demeanor shift, Brock forced the rest of his cock in. Dr. Shah's eyes bulged and watered as he gagged. Still Brock held him there - until all the doctor could do was plead with his eyes for air. Brock withdrew his cock slowly and as soon as Dr. Shah could he began gulping as much air as possible. He suspected Brock wouldn't give him long to breathe. And he was correct. Brock was already steadily forcing his his member in again, his iron grip on the doctor's hair unflinching. They repeated this cycle three more times. The last time Dr. Shah thought he was going to pass out before Brock eased his prick out of his throat. Everything Brock did was very slow and deliberate. As the doctor panted, Brock retrieved a chair and turned the back toward him. "Khodat ra kham kon," Brock commanded and Dr. Shah eagerly bent over the back of the offered chair.

Living in London, the tube does have delays sometimes. This time it meant walking a few miles back home and decided to take a short cut through the woods - not to find cum, but it was genuinely quicker and I like the peace of it. A few mins into the walk, I saw a topless man by a tree deep in the bushes. I walked past but turned around, put my ear phones away and walked towards him. As I got closer, he saw me and turned around and I saw an older bloke with a very flaccid cock. The whore in me made me walk a little faster. I stood in front of him, grabbed his balls and started snogging him before he stopped me and said I should get on my knees. Obliging, his flaccid cock became rock hard in my mouth nearly instantly. It wasn’t big but very tasty and his quiet moans turned into oozing precum as I worked his shaft. I stopped for a second and said put it in me. I unzipped my jeans and put my arse up and he entered me unlubed but there was enough precum that it was quite lubed up! A few thrusts and a grunt, he unloaded what was a hard blast of hyperventilating and cumming through my very raw hole. He didn’t stay long inside me when he came, grabbed his shirt and ran off. I went home with a great load inside me, tasted great when I fingered it out when I got home!

Definitely horny and let's say it, intense. Knowing it was his first experience with male sex, our mutual trust, the fact he let me enter bare with no fear (I'm poz, undetectable but generally hetero men feel fear when facing practice, despite science theory). It has meant and still means a lot, happened around these days in 2022. We were best friends and co-workers then, and it drastically changed. Not friends any more, ever more... We are PARTNERS. Still feeling proud to have introduced him to male sex and he enjoys, but at the beginning of it all I was scared that everything could unrecoverably break down. It happened in the positive way.

A couple of days ago a guy texted me on Telegram. He wanted to fuck each other since he realised I was versatile. He was a nice bear with fury chest and not too big but nice cock. I clarified with him that only bb is acceptable for me. He didn’t have problem. When we tried to finalise the date, he said only Saturday morning worked for him. I don’t like weekend mornings because I am in still in a party or already sleep (or still😂). Since I had two dates in Friday night I asked for Thursday evening. It was okay for him but only with his boyfriend. It was another bearish guy with no hair which is not my favourite. On the other hand, he had an impressive cock. He was also versatile and bb was okay for him. I arrived at their home around 7 pm. It was a nice flat in a less nice neighbourhood but I wasn’t there to make an environmental study. The guy, I chatted was nice, his bf not too handsome and a bit cold. After a short chitchat about my nipple piercing and brand new tattoo (unfortunately not a ☣️one) we went to their bedroom. In the first round we were kissing and playing with each other’s cock. I started to suck the handsome guy first but he went to my tool soon and while he was sucking I sucked his bf. His cock was ideally big, I could perfectly deep throat him. The first guy tongue wandered to my hole soon and I felt the bf’s hand there too. I pushed my ass into his hand making clear that my hole was hungry for a cock. They charged their places and the bf shoved his cock in me. The handsome guy pulled my head onto his cock. I enjoyed being spitroasted but it didn’t last too long because the handsome went behind his bf and shoved his coke in him. We were fucking in this position for quite long when a short break came. My cock was rock hard and wanted to put a hole immediately what I stated. The bf turned to his back , legs lifted offering his already fucked hole. I was in him quickly and started to fuck him hard. The handsome sneaked behind me and my favourite came. Staying in the middle, fucking and being fucked in the same time. It was so intense that the handsome started to cum and deposited his load in my hole. Then I tuned my back and the bf nodded to show him my freshly cummy hole. Who can resist this? He was immediately in me and fucked me very intensely until he added his load to his beloved’s dose. My rockhard cock showed clearly to the ceiling. The bf stayed in me and was moving slowly while the handsome was sucking me. He became more intense and I said if I could have some sniffles of their poppers I will come. They were curious of the show so let me grab my cock. After a deep sniff and some jerks I produced a huge shower of cum. The bf started to pull his cock out respecting the typical (and let me say for me hateful) bottom behaviour, nos sex, especially anal after the bottom has come. But there’s no situation I refuse any cocks. So, I grabbed his hips and roughly pull him back. I saw his face the mixture of surprise and excitement and he started to fuck me like no tomorrow. Both of us were moaning loudly when his voice became horrific and blew another huge dose in my hole. It was an unexpectedly hot evening and I was satisfied driving home with three doses in my ass. I tried to absorb as much as I could, but later in the night I was badly eager to be fisted that I rode my almost biggest dildo and tried to self fist fuck myself. During this play some drops of the rest were lost 😞 (I almost could, my failure was not because my tight hole because it was open as fuck. Maybe I must figure out the technique how to reach my hole fully in the most comfortable way.)

Greetings all: given the way our more left-leaning brothers bring great passion, argumentation, and volume to their commentary, I wonder If they’d let us have a left-free thread to explore what it means to be a non-leftist homo. They’d be very welcome to be voyeurs and even to start a separate passionate vociferous thread about how awful and misguided our perspectives are. I would certainly enjoy reading such a thread and agree not to inflame their sensibilities if they would also be gentlemen about this one. So, I pose the question: if you identify as a non-leftist homo, what issues are most important to you and why? What should be done?

The thing if you're in a relationship with a women is that a lot don't understand men and sex. Some get it, but many don't. A lot of my past gf didn't like me wanking, and other guys tell me it's the same for them. If I was asked to give number one relationship advice to straight women I'd tell them let your guy wank. Don't worry about it. It's normal, all guys do it to let off steam. Making a big deal out of it means your guy feels repressed, and he's not going to stop doing it anyway. But he'll do it less now it's got to be secret so now he's getting horny more and starting to think about all kinds of stuff he'd like to try, and we get in to a lot more trouble when we're horny.

I have fucked virgins. It can be a good time. Only problem is when they fall for you... Which usually, in my experience, ends badly. That may be less true now than it was a few decades ago, depending on your societal context. I think a lot of the "ends badly" parts had to do with guys who were not yet OK with being gay, working through their internalized homophobia. I hold out hope that there's less of that going around these days, though I'm sure it is far from gone.

I've found, through the years, that there's plenty of reassurances of all kinds needed to deal with when a "freshman" is involved. I know, we all start someplace on the developmental scale, deepening, enriching our sexual nature, but I'll gladly let some other guy deal with all the "coming to terms" issues. I've done it any number of times, and that was enough. Get it figured out, get some practice, and then come see me .....

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Thanks topblkmale for the questions and viking8x6 for encouragement for the inquiry. Topblkmale, I use The term homo because I enjoy It, and also because it’s a word that dropped out of the woke-influenced vocabulary. I think I use It partly because the left’s drive to censor everything offensive as having VERY BAD if unintended consequences. I forget where I read it but really like the insight that the caveman who put down his rocks and arrows and started swearing invented civilization. I think if we are going to live nonviolently on multi-tribal earth, we’re going to have to man up and let the swearing fly. Right-leaning is less clear to me, would not have thought of myself as on the right until very recently. That’s partly why I’m posing the question. To me, being on the right means not feeling guilty about standing up for my interests and trusting that others will do the same and we’ll figure it out RATHER than trying to imagine how offensive everything must be other people and hijacking their voices. It also means not being afraid to be a solitary hero. But I’m just shit-talking until I can Get a crowd of men to talk back. What did I miss?

As long as court decisions like Lawrence v. Texas remain intact, deeply closeted Black men will benefit too, because it means the police can't use vague statutes to arrest closeted people for a private sexual act and ruin their lives with the attendant publicity. You don't have to be OUT in order for that to help you. And the more of us who are out - Black, White, Asian, Hispanic, whomever - and the public sees, over and over, that we're not a threat to them, that will help reduce that homophobia that (to me) seems more pervasive in the Black community, in general. Moreover, Trump has surrounded himself with preachers who condemn gay sex acts loudly and publicly, and those people will have his ear during his administration if he makes it back into office. Is that what you want for your "closeted brothers"? Tell me what policies will be best for Black men. Both in general, and for closeted Black gay men in particular. I'm open to learning, but I can't find anything on which Harris isn't better than Trump, any day of the week.

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.

2. I stared up at my roommate bleary eyed without stopping what I was doing. I gave him a sloppy grin, my mind too hazy to register how weird the moment was. Alec stood there and looked at me for a long moment. I must have been a sight, slumped down on the couch, naked and glassy eyed, drooling, my cock smearing precum all over my stomach, and my fingers desperately trying to penetrate my hole for the first time. He looked past me to the coffee table and noticed the open little brown bottle. Comprehension spread across his face, “Matt… Matt did you… did you open that little bottle?” He said, sounding concerned. “I didn’t know what it was,” I said, my words coming out slightly slurred. “I just felt so hot. It all felt so good. Alec it all feels so good.” “I’m gonna kill Jack. I told him not to leave those poppers laying around they’re too strong… Holy shit Matt!” While Alec was talking I had kept rubbing my hole and just at that moment I finally managed to get one of my fingers past my ring. It sank deep into my hole. I let out a long satisfied groan. “It all just feels so good,” I moaned, and with my finger still inside my hole I reached for the bottle on the table. For a moment it looked like Alec was going to try and stop me, but then another look came across his face. He came around the couch so he was standing in front of me now. His expression had shifted. He no longer looked confused and worried, now he looked hungry. “Is this the first time you’ve every played with your ass Matt,” he asked in a soft low voice. “Yes. I just felt… the heat… it led me there.” “It feels good doesn’t it Matt? You like having a something inside your hole.” “It all feels so good! I can’t stop.” “That’s because you’re high on Jack’s special poppers. They make everything feel amazing, but they don’t make you do anything you didn’t want to do… at least a little.” He paused looking me up and down. “Fuck, you look hot all gooned out on poppers playing with your hole.” “Thanks man. I feel fucking sexy.” “You are Matt, you are.” Alec grinned. Then he said, “Do you want me to help you feel even better?” “How?” I said desperately. The one finger in my hole felt so good I almost couldn’t imagine how someone could help me feel even better. “Do you want me to show you?” He stepped a little closer. I felt a shift in the dynamic in the room but didn’t understand it in my blissed-out state. “Yes!” I practically screamed. “Good… just remember. You asked me to do this.” With that he pulled off his shirt tossing it aside. I’d seen all my roommates shirtless at one point or another in out six years living together but I’d never really thought much of it. Now in my compromised state I found myself looking at Alec in a new way. He had wide shoulders and narrow hips. His pecs were round and plump with a little patch of hair growing right in the center and trailing down his trim but not overly defined stomach till it vanished in his waistband. For the first time in my life I thought… he looks hot. Alec unzipped his pants and kicked them off before he got between my legs and knelt down in just his briefs. “Alright,” he said, taking hold of my wrist and pulling my hand away from my hole. “One hand playing with your nips and one hand holding those poppers to your nose boy. Take a big long inhale for me and count to ten before you breathe out.” I did as he said. With the hand that had just been in my hole I started to play with my nipples switching between sides, and with the other I pressed the bottle to my nose and took a long deep sniff. My head swam. My vision closed in for a second. Heat rushed down through my body. Alec took hold my both of my thighs, and positioned me a little closed to the edge of the couch. Then while I was lost in the rush of a fresh his, started flicking his tongue around my hole. My mind exploded with pleasure as Alec went to work on my hole. I moaned and whimpered, unable to do anything but lay there. My jaw hung loose, my mouth just open, as he ate me out. It was like nothing I had ever experience. I couldn’t believe what was happening. My hole quivered under his assault. Steadily his tongue’s flicking motions became more and more pointed, pressing directly into the center of my hole. “That’s it,” he mumbled, “Open that straight boy hole up for me.” “Fuck! Alec. Fuck! That feels so good,” I said blearily. “Good boy. Give in to that feeling. I’m going to make you feel so good. Take another big his for me.” I did as he instructed and took another long hit. Closing my eyes as I held my breath letting the mysterious scent take me away. “Fucking beautiful,” Alec said, and pushed his tongue harder against my hole. He pushed and pushed and I felt myself opening up for him. My hole bloomed around his invading tongue, slowly relaxing till it was putty in his hands. “Fucking beautiful,” he muttered again, and started rubbing his fingers around the edge of my hole. My cock throbbed at his touch, and big globs of precum pumped from the tip adding to the trickle that was constantly leaking out. My stomach was sticky mess, all my hair matted down to my skin with smears of precum. “You’re almost there,” Alec cooed, “Just a little more Mattie. Relax. You want me to make you feel good don’t you.” “Yes! Please! Make me feel good.” “Good boy. Just relax then. I’m going to make you feel good in ways you could never imagine. Another big hit for me.” I pressed the bottle to my nose as he spit onto my hole, and smeared it around with his fingers. When I finally breathed out Alec pressed at my hole with two of his fingers. There was a brief second of resistance and then my hole just opened for them. As if by magic my virgin hole winked open and Alec’s fingers disappeared completely inside me. “Oh fuck!” I shouted. “Good boy. Good boy.” Alec said as he started to work his fingers in and out of me. My head was spinning. My body was on fire. I was sweating so much that the scent just hung in the air. I couldn’t focus on anything. The crashing waves of pleasure Alec was sending through my body were completely overwhelming. I felt like I should have cum right then but I didn’t. Instead my cock just continued to throb and leak. Alec worked my hole expertly, twisting his fingers in and out. He held two fingers from his other hand in front of my face and said, “Suck.” Obediently I opened my mouth and sucked down his fingers. Inexpertly I slobbered all over them till they were dripping with spit. Alec withdrew his fingers from my desperate mouth and started to alternate between which hand was invading my hole. He had me take another hit and when I did he pressed another finger into me, widening my hole even more. I just moaned. It was bliss. Everything that was happening felt so blissfully wonderful why would I ever give it a second thought, let alone resist. We repeated the process of me huffing deeply as he finally added his fourth finger to my hole. Some little part of my brain couldn’t believe what was happening. I’d never imagined playing with my hole even a little and now my gay roommate had four of his fingers crammed in ass and I was loving it. “Fuck yes,” Alec said, “You like that don’t you straight boy? You like me opening up your ass.” “It feels so good man! Don’t fucking stop!” “No that’s not enough Mattie,” he said, and pulled his fingers out of my now open hole. “You have to say it. Tell me what’s making you feel so good.” “You Alec. You’re making me feel so good… your… your fingers in my ass! Fuck! Finger my hole Alec!” I practically shouted. “Good boy.” He said, and rammed his fingers back inside me. “Your holes so open Matt. You look so fucking hot high off your mind on poppers stretched around my fingers. Fuck!” “Your fingers feel so good inside me. I never… I never thought having something in my ass would feel this good!” “Well,” Alec said with a wicked grin on his face. “Wanna try something even better?” “What?” “Flip over with your chest on the back of the couch.” He instructed taking his fingers from my hole again. “Perfect, now stay right there while I go and get something I think you’ll like even more than fingers. Take a couple big hits of those poppers while you wait.” I never thought of doing any other than what Alec instructed. If there was something that would feel even better than his fingers in my ass then I wanted to find out what it was. So I stayed bent over the back of the couch, my ass on full display and took two deep drags off of the bottle clutched in my fist. After a moment I head Alec coming back, “Eyes forward,” he said in a commanding voice I’d never heard him use before, “You don’t need to see what’s coming, just give in to the pleasure.” I obeyed. I could hear him setting several things down on the coffee table. Then there was a new sensation. Something blunt and thick was pressing against my hole. It felt cool and slick against my nearly virginal pucker. “Deep hit off the poppers boy.” I followed his instructions, flying so high I was likely never to come down. As soon as the scent hit my body my hole relaxed and whatever Alec was pushing against my hole slid easily inside me. We both let out load deep moans. “Holy shit, you just took that whole thing,” Alec said as he started to work the invading object in and out of my hole. “What a waste… a straight guy having such a perfect fag hole. Although,” he jammed the object roughly into my hole again causing me to whimper, “Get you high enough on poppers and apparently it doesn’t matter if your straight or not does it.” “Fuck Alec! What did you put inside me! It feels so good. Don’t stop! Keep fu…” I stopped… a little part of my mind that was still in control knew what I had been about to say and had pumped the breaks despite how good it felt. “Keep doing what? What did you say boy? Come on… let it out, or I’ll stop.” He slammed the object in and out of me a couple of times as if to drive his point home. “Don’t stop…” I couldn’t say it… but I wanted to… he started to pull the object out of me, slowly and deliberately. I panicked, what if he really did stop and then the pleasure would stop! “Don’t stop fucking me!” I practically shouted. “God damn that’s hot. High on poppers and literally begging to be fucked. Do you want to see what I’ve been fucking you with Mattie?” “Yes!” He pulled the object out and held it off to the side. I looked over my shoulder startled to see a thick black dildo. I stared aghast at it. It seemed impossibly thick and several inches longer than even any dick I’d ever seen in a porno. That thing had been inside me?! “I told you, you had an impressive hole. You took this one so easily, let’s try something a little more intense.” “Yes please Alec! Fuck me! Please Alec! Fuck me!” He leaned over, his hand between my shoulder bladed and his mouth right next to my ear. “Don’t worry straight boy… that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

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

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

1. Beer in hand I flopped down on the couch and reached for the television remote. It had been a long day and I was exhausted. With the apartment empty of my three roommates for once I excited to relax and just enjoy the silence for one. I’d lived with the same guys since freshmen year of college when we’d all been assigned to the same suit. Then after college we’d all wanted to move to Chicago and so decided to get a place together. It was a good arrangement, at least we all knew we got a long and didn’t annoy the crap out of each other. People in college used to joke that we made an odd group. All three of my roommates had come out at some point freshmen year and I was like the token straight boy. We all found it funny. That day however, my whole universe had changed. Going to set my beer on the table I noticed a small unmarked brown bottle sitting on the coffee table. I picked it up, turning it over in my hand. It was about half full some kind of liquid. And then I did something that would have had a chemistry teacher screaming at me. I opened the bottle, held it directly under my nose and sniffed. It smelled almost like fuel, or cleaner, maybe like rubbing alcohol. It was a scent that told you this wasn’t something you were supposed to be inhaling, and yet… as soon as that first deep pull hit me I felt a lightness come over my body. It drew me back in for another sniff. This time I held it close to one nostril and plugged the other. I inhaled deeply pulling the mysterious scent deep into my lungs. Heat started to spread through my body. It started in my chest and radiated outward like a fire spreading across a log. I gasped. My head spun. I felt like my limbs were made of Jello but at the same time I felt full of electricity. I couldn’t help it. I took another sniff. This time I held my breath for a moment, holding the scent in my lungs before letting it out again in a gasping breath. The heat was now like a fire. I felt sweat trickling down my back. I felt lost in the heat. I pulled my shirt off, the fabric felt too constricting. I had to let some of the heat out. I breathed deeply a few times trying to calm myself, but I was still spinning. My heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute. I pressed my hand to my chest, as if to calm my heartrate, but felt something else entirely. Rubbing my hand across my chest felt good… better than contact with my own body had ever felt. It was almost sensual. I hesitated for a moment, and then took another long sniff from the bottle. My hand drifted, almost of its own accord to my nipple and started to rub at the pert pink flesh. A groan escaped my mouth, and I flopped my head back against the cushions of the couch. “Holy shit,” I said outloud to the empty room as I started to toy with my nipple. I’d never really been much into my own nipples. A few girls had tried playing with them while we fucked but it had never really done much for me, and I’d always just left them alone while I masturbated. Now, however, they felt alive and electric. I twisted my own flesh feeling the heat in my chest well up as I did so. What the hell was happening, I thought, but at the same time decided I didn’t care. I kept rubbing my nipples enjoying the sensation through the haze that now filled my mine. Slowly the warmth started to fade and desperate to feel it again I pressed the still open bottle to my nose again and inhaled twice more. I wondered somewhere in the back of my mind if this was dangerous but I didn’t care. It felt good. I ran my hands all over my body feeling little sparks of pleasure whenever my fingers touched my skin. I kneaded my hairy pecs and felt the firm muscles beneath the flesh. Sweat was starting to spring up all over my body, and I suddenly realized I was hard as a rock I took another long drag from the bottle, and basking in the heat that it brought, unbuttoned my pants. I shimmied them off and sat on the couch in just my tented boxers. I rubbed at my cock through the fabric, a massive wet spot quickly forming as my cock started to leak precum. I lay my head back again. With one hand I played with my nipple and with the other stroked my throbbing cock through my underwear. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore. Without even considering that one of my roommates might come home and fine me naked and hard on the couch, I stripped off my boxers and sat down fully naked on the couch. I grabbed the bottle off the coffee table and took several long huffs from it. My head was spinning. Stars were popping in front of my eyes. My chest felt tight, and my body felt like it was on fire. I stroked my cock. Shivers ran up my spine it all felt so good. I leaned further back into the couch and rubbed myself. My whole body was on fire. The scent of sweat joined the mysterious smell in my nostrils, which only seemed to turn me on more. I didn’t understand what had happened. When I sat down I hadn’t been horny in the least bit and now I was alight with lust. I pulled on my balls, moaning almost uncontrollably. Precum was now flowing freely from the head of my throbbing cock. It glistened on my shaft and matted down my dense pubes. It felt like I was in heat. I couldn’t control myself. I was being led by horny compulsions. After another big sniff of the brown bottle my hand started to drift down from my balls. At first playing across my taint causing little gasps to escape my mouth. Then, as if lead by someone else, for the first time in my life, I flicked my fingers across my hole. I’d never felt anything like it. Erotic pleasure erupted through me. I moaned and slid down the couch so my hips were tilted up and I had better access to my hole. I pressed against the tender flesh, feeling the resistance my hole gave and willing my body to give in. I pulled my hand away from my hole only long enough to spit into my palm and take another big huff from the bottle. I rubbed my spit slicked fingers on my hole and my head spun. I had never imagined anything could feel like this. It was overwhelming. My head lolled backwards and my mouth hung open stupidly. I felt a little trickle of drool escape the side of my mouth but I didn’t care. All that I was focused on was pleasuring my hole. My dick was completely forgotten, leaking as much as ever, pressed against my treasure trail. I never heard the door. I was too lost in my horny haze to pay attention to anything other than how good it felt to press my slick fingers against my virgin hole. I didn’t notice my roommate Alec walking up to the couch, or the shocked and terrified look on his face. I had no idea he was there until his shout of, “Jesus Christ! Matt what the hell are you doing?” broke through my mind.

I originally posted this on Squirt but it's still one of my favorite times getting bred. It was about 11:30 on a Tuesday and I had the rest of the day to myself in Toronto. I went to Steamworks; it wasn’t my first time there but at that point I had only ever walked around in a towel and was too shy to make contact with anyone. I had been fucked a few times before – mainly by my BF – but he had a low sex drive and I was a bottom who didn’t initiate anything, so times were (and still are) pretty lean sex-wise. I paid for a room, got undressed, lubed my ass telling myself that I wasn’t going to need it, and went out in the hallway to look around. I had read an online story about a young guy on a fuck bench and I knew that there was one in a dark maze near the Jacuzzi area so I headed off in that direction. There weren’t too many guys there, but I do remember one guy probably in his late 50’s. He was leaning against the wall at the end of a hall, and as I made my way toward him my guts tensed. He was all muscle and had a steely stare that made me want to go down on my knees. But I was too shy so I dropped my gaze to the floor and walked on by. The Steamworks staff were cleaning near the maze area so there was lots of light where it was usually pitch black. I thought it was a great time to find the bench and try it out; nobody would be in that part of the bathhouse while the lights were on. The fuck bench was located in a small alcove past the glory holes and was surrounded on two sides with mirrors. With my heart beating up a storm I took off my towel, laid it on the bench and then climbed on. It felt like I had found my new home. There was a padded section in the middle that kept my chest flat, two knee pads on either side and far enough out that my legs were well spread. And there were handles on either side for grabbing on. I felt the air conditioning fluttering on my hole and looked at myself prone in the mirror. This was ecstasy. The work lights suddenly went out and I was alone in the dark. The air conditioning kept playing with my hole and I couldn’t quite give up the experience yet so I stayed there for maybe 30 seconds. A hand touched my ass and fingers lightly toyed with my hole. I froze. Someone was standing right behind me and I could feel the heat from his cock. There was no where to go; if I got up it would be to back into him further, and crawling forward off the bench would have been awkward at best. A finger entered me and found the lube I’d put there earlier. He quietly said “Yeah…sweet hole. I’m going to take my time with you.” The finger moved back out and in again and was joined by a second finger. I involuntarily clenched and I heard a soft chuckle. “Loosen up cutie. It’ll be a lot easier if you relax.” I did my best to relax as he slid two fingers in and out. It felt great and terrifying at the same time. I had lost control and knew that this man was in charge of whatever was about to happen. He withdrew his fingers and I felt empty until his velvety tongue suddenly took their place. I could feel his stubble on my ass cheeks as he made my whole body tremble. Around this time my eyes were adjusting to the darkness as I saw and heard several men around us in the space. There was a hand reaching under me to pull on my balls and another on my dick. Another guy was standing just in front and he grabbed my chin as I looked directly at his uncut cock. Thinking back, I should have sucked him but at that moment I felt a chill and arched my back as my fucker dripped more lube on my hole. His head entered my ass and paused. I had just enough time to think, “thank God he’s taking his time” before he suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my shoulders. The pain shocked me and I reflexively tried to crawl forward away from him. He held tight, pushed in a bit further, then backed out completely. When he entered me again something inside me – maybe my will or maybe my body on its own -- suddenly gave up and he slid in balls deep. I could feel his pubes on my ass cheeks and his cock deep inside my gut. I would have done anything at that moment to make it last forever. He rode me, taking turns going long and slow, almost pulling out, then hard, making my ass cheeks slap against his thighs. At one point he drove in until I could feel his dick head pushing against my colon, then swirled clockwise and again the other way. Eventually he started pistoning hard. I held on to the bench handles and he pushed down on the small of my back. He suddenly stopped and I felt him pulse for at least a minute. He pulled out, then in again and it felt different. Suddenly the lube was slicker and I could feel something warm dripping down from my ass and across my balls. A hand from one of the 3 or 4 guys in the room scooped it up. He pulled out slowly, pushed in again, and then pulled out completely. He tousled my hair, said thanks and walked past me out of the room. I realized it was the guy who made my knees weak. Right away another tongue was lapping at my ass and balls and before long it was replaced by another cock. This one was smaller but even harder. My new fucker slipped in easily on the bed of cum and lube and began a good 5-minute bunny fuck. It felt like I was being jackhammered and had to hold on to the handles to keep from sliding off the bench on a coating of my sweat. He suddenly lunged forward and held himself there as he shuddered. There was no doubt; I had come to Steamworks to wander around, jack off and go home, but now I had two loads in me. My brain was telling me that this was not good, but my body and my soul were where they wanted to be. As fucker #2 pulled his cock out with a sucking noise, I suddenly realized that some if not all of the guys around me were there to take their turn. I got flushed and nervous and lifted my chest up off the centre pad of the bench. But, before I could stand upright, two strong hands grabbed my hips, pulled them backward, and I felt the biggest cock of my life at my hole. He teased me for a minute and then rammed it in. My ass canal was so slick I couldn’t have held him back if I tried – and involuntarily I did. As he bottomed out in my pussy I spasmed again. This seemed to work for him and he pulled out, rammed in again and waited for my spasms to stop before repeating it. This went on for a while and my ass muscles were fatigued to the point of giving up. Once I couldn’t spasm any more, he began a smooth rythym. The other men in the room were rubbing their hands on me. I felt cum land on one leg and a tongue lick it up. A finger entered my mouth and I began sucking. It was replaced by a small but hard penis so I started sucking. Meanwhile my cock hanging down below was completely flaccid. Someone started milking it like a cow’s udder but it distracted me so I lifted up enough to put it under me on the bench. That pissed someone off, and I was rewarded with a grab to my hanging little balls and a vicious squeeze. My ass involuntarily spasmed again from the pain, and that seemed to set off fucker #3. He jerked forward a few times, collapsed on my back and licked the back of my neck. As he pulled out, the juices from my ass spilled out, and someone’s tongue was there again to catch them. The room slowly emptied as I finished sucking the dick in front of me. He came with a grunt and his cum dribbled down the corner of my mouth. He patted my shoulder and I was alone in the room again.

We were sitting in the waiting area at the Court’s Office of Citizen Services when our number came up and pointed us to booth 3. I was using my lunch hour and was dressed in one of my favorite silk 3-piece suits with a bright red silk bow tie. Joey, my husband of two months, had been running and was in tight shiny green spandex running shorts and a nylon running singlet. He had been resting his hand on my thigh while we waited, and the introvert in me was happy I had chosen trousers with a looser fit than usual, and a dark color. I in my own fashion had three of my fingers deep into his rectum, and the spandex was no concealer, but we both prefer me up in him, so we coped. We both stood up and approached the booth, behind which sat a bulky man in his 50’s. Good afternoon, he said. Good afternoon, I said. My whore wife Joey smiled and folded his hands over his crotch and his useless joke-penis, still making a small bulge in his shorts. My name is Mr. Coles. My name is Andrew Thorne, and this is my husband Joseph Thorne-McArdle. What can I do for the two of you? I would like to sponsor Joey for the rape waiver. Mr. Coles looked up with pointed curiosity and said, gravely, "Since the rape waiver was only passed into law this year, the court has asked me to ensure that it is clearly explained and that a blank form 7493 be filled out in my presence and with my assistance. You do understand that if your application is approved, Joey’s legal right to report rape, accuse others of rape, and to testify in court against his alleged rapists will be terminated?" Of course I understood the law. My law firm had drafted the legislation, and our lobbying subsidiary had "convinced" a majority of our state’s legislators to pass it. While it was clear to the public that false allegations of rape by nymphomaniacs were clogging the courts and besmirching the reputations of men whose only crime was to enjoy planting their seed deep in willing holes, I had my own perverse and joyous reasons for pouring my firm’s energy into the law. As an alpha top, I am wronged and offended every day by every jurisdiction that gives faggots equal rights in the face of my superiority. I built my body to be twice the size of any faggot. My fucker dick never gives me peace and was clearly god-made to inseminate, and Joey is clearly made to be a hole for my and other alphas’ pleasure. As for the rape-waiver law, while the general public embraced the legislation as a chance to slut-shame, I was equally sure that the nymphomaniac population would benefit from this 365-day open season on them that would definitely invite more men to see them as easy prey. Our governor, who had an uncanny ability to keep his political profile and his profile as a submissive ganging bareback power bottom completely separated, ultimately saw the bill’s advantages and very little lubrication was required to get him to sign it into law. Joey looked up at me to get his cue, and after seeing me nod in confirmation, Joey unfolded his hands and put them on his ass and also nodded in confirmation that he was fully aware of what was happening. After Mr. Coles had us fill out our names, addresses and other identification information, he asked us for our marriage license. Now were the marriage vows mutual, or was there a vow of obedience? Joey said, I took a vow to obey my husband in all things. Good boy, I said almost inaudibly to Joey, though Mr. Coles’ smirk made it clear that I was louder than I intended to be. Then your signature will be sufficient as the primary spouse. If you had taken mutual vows, then the testimony of at least ten men or ten positive SAEKs (Sexual Assault Evidence Kits) would have been required to confirm that the subject of the proposed rape waiver, in this case Joey, had voluntarily and indiscriminately opened itself up and in effect become in effect an ungovernable public space. If you have such documentation with you, that would speed up the process. In truth Mr Coles, before I was Joey’s husband, I was (and remain) his pimp. I did assemble ten of his best clients and have brought their completed form 749157 as part of my package. This morning at 5am, I had Joey reach out to his 10 favorite clients (to demonstrate that he was not coerced) for a rapid mass insemination event, one of several situations specifically cited in the law as permissible evidence that a public hole no longer needed nor deserved legal protection from acting on its calling. Mr Coles inspected the supplementary form 749157s and began to enter their ID numbers into the system. I’m just doing a quick check, it’s possible that I could expedite this application if, ah yes, excellent! I see that we have sperm for each of these men on file. Each of them has been registered and confirmed as a witness with court standing. Now Joey, are you willing to submit to a cavity inspection? Joey rubbed his butt through his tight shiny shorts and paused. I put my hand on his butt in encouragement and to see whether any of the sperm forced into his ass before breakfast had crusted. Joey, no need to be shy, I am sure Mr Coles has worked here long enough to know his craft. Actually, said Mr Coles, I only started here when the law went into effect this summer on a work release program from Pineville. I had served 7 of my 10 year sentence for ejaculating in a supposedly unwilling slut. No way that slut was unwilling, he had a very cummy hole before I ever entered it let alone contributed. I have to say, I knew who you were when you walked in Mr Thorpe. I wrote to you from prison when I read about what you were doing, and I am very appreciative that you added the work-release amendment to the law. I laughed, not having made the connection before now, but vividly remembered his letter. That letter had been critical to my ability to convince many of the legislators. It was one of my best illustrations of the principle that while rape law is critical for helping protect the honor of chaste and honorable vulnerable women and passive men in our society, that there truly is a type of whore who is so sexually driven to crave dicks, that the rape law is only a weapon against men who give them exactly what they crave. Now, Joey, since you have agreed to a cavity search, the last thing for me to ask you before I conduct the procedure is to get a verbal confirmation that the cavity search would provide forensic support for your husband’s application. Joey, torn between a desire to appear modest and a greater desire to be freed from expectations of honor that were impossible for him to meet, blushed and said, I can confirm that I goaded 10 men into releasing their sperm into my anus this morning and that I used a butt plug to ensure minimal leakage. I could feel this batter bounce around inside of me on my run this morning. I am prepared to remove the butt plug and squirt out the necessary evidence. Mr Coles said, do you consent to being filmed during the procedure? The more I can substantiate the evidence, the more quickly I can add you to the rape waiver database, perhaps even before you leave. He will obey your request. Any objection to me filming the test with my cell phone? I’d like to live broadcast it to my clientele and also have a personal memo of today. That is PERFECTLY fine with me, laughed Mr Coles. After the cameras were in place, I pulled over a seat, pulled Joeys butt up over my lap, and removed his shorts and butt plug. Mr Coles picked up the testing instrument, inserted it slowly into Joey’s anus, stirred it around, and then placed it in the reader. Mr Thorne, we have about five minutes before the test is complete. Do you mind if I show Joey my office? I don’t expect to take long. I smiled and said Not at all. I need to make a few phone calls. As I saw Joey and Mr Coles turn the corner, I could tell that Joey was already stroking Mr Coles and Mr Coles was guiding Joey via his hand on Joey’s cum-logged shorts. I had commissioned a bespoke present for Joey as a celebration for his new status as unrapable - Code UR. A tanner I knew had taken measurements for a new device that was half harness/half sling. While it was perfectly fitted to Joey, Joey could be harnessed to the front of any man such that Joey’s body would be against the man’s chest and his ass would be positioned perfectly to contain the man’s cock. I was very happy when the tanner said it was ready for pickup. I then called the Pineville warden and asked him whether the rape unit was ready for their special visitor. I knew in my dick that my little bitch was going to successfully complete the process. Warden Jezz confirmed that he had effected our plans, discussed while my little Joey was running the baby batter into a lather. As I finished my call, I could see Mr. Coles popping Joey’s shorts back up over his butt as they rounded the corner, wet stains on Mr Coles’ crotch and Joey’s already soaked shorts. The timer went off on the testing device. Mr Coles loaded the results to the computer, and the computer screen showed the pictures of the ten men who had banged loads into him in our garden this morning before breakfast. An additional three men, all policemen, were also pictured. Joey blushed and said that he had stopped in the men’s bathroom at the park during his run. The evidence substantiated, and Mr Coles having not only tested but gotten a live demonstration of Joey’s hopeless degeneration in Mr Coles office, Mr Coles asked how I would like to have Joey registered. I selected the publicly searchable database on the agency website, and I also selected a chip inserted right under UR QR code tattoo right over his coccyx. That would come later. Mr Coles stamped the application as being approved, and Joey was ushered to the court, where the judge promptly removed his rights to be a party to any court actions concerning allegations of rape.

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Well, golly gee! You must’ve been just pleased to the point of coming all over yourself when the convicted felon held his rally/photo app at a historic black church - and the black church membership refused to attend - so the convicted felon/conman had two loads of white people bust them familiar by CPAC convention and used them as props thinking nobody would notice.

Quick meeting with a Middle Eastern French speaking. Living in Kissimmee/Orlando, they are tourist from all around the world. Was chatting with this middle age guy from France, he was very much interested in dumping his loads. We been chatting for a few days and our schedules weren’t permitted. Suddenly yesterday, saw the message saying available either your place or mine. Feeling very horny and just left my work on the way home. I responded back saying my place in 20 minutes and gave him direction. Once I reached my street, two houses away from my place, I saw a car already parked on my driveway, “wow the guy is quick and horny”. I parked my car and he immediately got off his car with a smile. We introduced ourselves and I let him into my place. Once I closed the door, daddy pulled me for a kiss, we sucked on each other face while his hands were squeezing my ass and stopped the kiss. He took my shirt off and I did the same for him…… oh daddy has very tight and toned body with grey and thick hairy chest….the pants and boxer came off quickly revealed his extra long long and skinny cut cock big mushroom head. It looks as he had promised. An upper body was toned and the rest were slim with lot of hair on thighs, and legs. Daddy turned me around to viewed my backside, and immediately pulled me for a tight hug and grinding his cock onto my butt. He started to kiss my neck and shoulders while he hands were gently rubbing on my smooth chest, ab and throat. The sucking got more intense and his hands were squeezing on my pectoral harder…I turned my head to him and said, “I want to kiss daddy cock” he didn’t seem to be interested and bending down and forward on to all fours. I was on a doggy’s position and he kicked legs open, my knees spreading and he kneeled behind me. He smacked my cheeks and said let me fuck you first boy…. Ooh ya, he kissed both of my cheeks then held on my hips tight as his cock’s head aiming at my hole. Rubbing, poking and smacking his cock on my ass and hole…. It got me so excited, he pulled me onto him tightly and rubbing his balls and hairy legs onto my smooth body….the sound of his balls slapping and I reached down to feel his balls and grabbed my hand and put on his hard cock “you ready boy” yes sir… .. I turned my head to look at him and he smirked at me. He smeared his precum on my hole and thrusted into my hole violently and held on me tightly……… I saw ⭐️ 💫 it was a shocking and my body was thrumming. My legs and knees were weakened and my chest collapsed on the floor. He rubbed on my back with one hand and held me tight with other. He stayed tight to let me relaxed and adjusted to his cock. Once the sharp pain disappeared, I gently grinding my ass to signaled him. He pulled out and slammed into my hole, he repeated several times and asked me to be on my back. “I want to see your face while I fucking you boy” I flipped over, he pushed my feet forward and spreader them. He gave me a smirk and aimed his long long cock at my hole. He pounded me for at least 10 minutes and brought his extra long cock to my face, oh daddy, I sucked and sucked and played with his cock and balls. With both hands, he guided my head and rubbing on my face. Daddy was happy….”my boy my boy” he said. I got him to the brink of cumming a few times. He punched me gently on the head and pulled his cock out. Now between my legs, he waited no time, got his cock plugged into my hole and fucked until he cum……….. hard pounding and deep…. I saw many stars. My assring wrapped tightly on his cock and I felt all the hot and heavy sperms in my asshole. Very satisfied for both. He collapsed on my chest, we hugged tightly for a few minutes and disembraced. We got up, I went to get a towel, cleaned ourselves and put our clothes on. He gave me the kisses and grabbed my butt. Thanks he said. Once he left, I picked up the towel for wash and saw a pinky/Red blood stains. The skinny daddy had gone where no one did. One of the best fuck with great intensity and the most satisfying load ever. The best quick fuck…

I do appreciate @nanana's premise for the post. Often here, I feel as a pariah for having a non-left-leaning view. I think all folks should have a right to self-express without feeling trolled. Although I self-describe as center-right leaning -- fiscal conservative, social libertarian -- a couple other folks have made the point that our more left-leaning friends here bring a great deal of passion to their points. That isn't always a bad thing. But the national dialogue has more become "them versus us" focused, a tactic designed to divide rather than unite us. Ultimately, we have more in common than differences when it comes to the desire for equality, inclusion, basic human respect, and the needs for quality healthcare and social care for those more at risk or vulnerable, affordable housing, and decent jobs that are not undermined by runaway inflation. Those aren't always values that have a D or R associated to them. For all sorts of reasons, we've watched as people can't afford housing, food, basic necessities, and face an increasing cost of living. Economically, and for me personally, the labor market isn't in a healthy position -- I and others have seen salaries and compensation shrink and the quality of jobs has dried like a puddle in the desert. But here we are being divided over "he vs. she" arguments and media biases that are designed to foment dissension. We're more focused on more esoteric disagreements on items like drag queen story hours. I for one am not buying it because once you get past those things, an almost permanent division in the population will still be there arguing on whether we should say "six or half-a-dozen" (or tastes great versus less filling, or what have you) when in reality as Americans we come together in times of crisis. Meanwhile, we're all still breathing the same air, walking the same ground, and just trying to make happy lives for ourselves. So is that a point on which we can generally agree?

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Gotta say I enjoy fucking with my regular buddies. The regulars are me and Drew plus 2 of Drew’s mates and 3 of mine so that’s 7 of us. We have all fucked our loads into each other’s arses and mouths except Hamish who has swallowed loads but has yet to give up his arse for a breeding. I enjoy my regulars cuz it’s easy to set up a group fuck plus every now and again a new boy joins us.

Can’t believe I haven’t hit this thread already but I’ve spent my life in service to black kings. I’m def interested in discussing it further and I absolutely agree that there’s nothing like it and once you get it you’re changed for life!

I can't wait to read more how the hot sauna orgies continue. Want to read more about old, wasted and bony looking poz trolls ☣ Lots of pp left in the game. Timmy finds out he is hiv+. He continues to enjoy group sessions with Sid & Arthur, and both even let Timmy charge them up. 💦☣👿🐖

A guy on BBRTS was visiting my town and wanted to drink from my tap. So I went to his hotel room, his buddy was passed out on the bed, and I pissed right down the sub's throat. Simple, no muss, no fuss.

I don't believe I did that at all. When I say there is a thread of X, or that X exists in a community, I'm not saying all of that community is X. If you can point to where I said that, I'll happy apologize and issue a correction.

Perhaps you'd do 'them' the courtesy of allowing 'them' to demonstrate their willingness to listen and to support this exploration, rather than prejudicially answering the question before 'they' have any chance to do so. @nanana asked very nicely. Give 'them' a chance.

Brock was practically vibrating as 9:00 PM Saturday approached. He had dinner with his mom before she went to bed and made a plan with her to get the rest of his school clothes the next day. Coming off night shifts always wore her out. He put on the most flattering jock he had and his clingiest jeans. He rooted through his dresser until he found a v-neck shirt from his freshman year. It was at least a size too tight and way too short. His pelt of dark red body hair sprouted generously over the v-neck. If he raised his arms even a little bit, his furry abs and the band of the jock were clearly visible. It was perfect. ---------- Brock arrived at 8:30. Dale, Walt, Rod, and Dr. Shah were all waiting for him when he arrived at the 'Block. They were a Burger King Kids Club of emotions. Dale looked stoic. Dr. Shah was beaming with pride. Walt looked indifferent. Rod was harder to read, but Brock was pretty sure he was ecstatic. "Are you ready, kiddo?" Uncle Dale asked him. The irony of how many people in his life called him 'Kiddo' when he stood six inches to a foot taller than them brought a smirk to Brock's face. "Ready for what?" "My retirement party..." Uncle Dale smiled and a sparkle of mischief lit up his eyes. Brock's confusion was obvious. Dale chuckled and led the procession of depraved men back to his office. The dark curtain that separated Dale's office from his 'studio' was wide open. The furniture was all missing. In its place was somewhere between 60 and 70 chairs that appeared to be on loan from the convention center. They all faced the far end of the room. A handful had occupants already sat in silence. Dale and Dr. Shah walked up to sit up front. Rod took a seat in the front row. Walt walked Brock over to a pair of chairs in the back on the side of the room "Wait here. Don't say anything unless Dale asks you a question. If he does, answer succinctly and truthfully." Brock was a bit taken aback. His first impressions of Walt were not those of a man who would throw the word "succinctly" around. Brock also couldn't help but notice he'd "cleaned up" for the evening. He had shaved his head down completely, trimmed up his gray beard, and wore dark denim and a white t shirt that actually fit him. His tattoos stood out beautifully against the contrast of the white. Brock did as he was told as more people filed in and the seats began to fill. At 8:00 sharp, Dale stepped up to a rented podium and welcomed everyone. Seemingly for Brock's benefit, he identified the crowd before him as the council of Jarls. He introduced himself as Jarl of the Midwest Nest. A few people among the crowd cheered. A few shifted uncomfortably in their seats. Dale announced his decision to retire and to start ART. Whispers shot through the crowd. He then explained his intent to break with tradition and to name a Jarl as his successor. There were a variety of responses. Outcries of anger. Gasps. Excited murmuring. Uncle Dale quieted the crowd. "Of course I plan to put it to a vote. But first I want you all to hear from my friend Dr. Shah. He researches viral heredity. And he discovered our little club all on his own." Dr. Shah stepped up to the podium, the image of professionalism, and spoke about how he had put together the existence of the Scorpion Society in the course of his research of HIV in the local MSM population. He talked about seeking out Uncle Dale to discuss what he found. He had a tremendous amount of respect for Uncle Dale and all of the Jarls for their efforts to preserve genetically pure strains and how much that could help with research and treatment. Then he moved on to talking about his more recent work: horizontal transmission without mutation. With a transmission recipient of similar enough DNA to the source, he theorized that minimal mutation would occur. Because of HIV's unique qualities, some mutation was virtually guaranteed with every transmission. Dr. Shah brought up Rod and how he'd be the ideal specimen, since he and Dale were twins. Unfortunately Rod and Dale were pozzed by patient 0 the same night. Genetic offspring would be the next best thing. A son - or in their case a nephew - and it had worked. Dr. Shah showed his tables proving that there was zero mutation between Dale's strain and Brock's. Dale called Brock to the front. Brock tried to exude confidence as he walked the length of the room. He felt every pair of eyes on him. Some eager. Some curious. Some furious. Dale introduced Brock to the crowd, then turned to face him. "Brock, we have already established your status and the purity of your strain. If the vote is approved, will you promise to keep your strain pure until it is a threat to your life?" "I will," Brock's answer seemed to be coming from far away. "Will you uphold the responsibilities of a Jarl to protect The Society and revel in the debauchery expected of the rank?" "I will." "Will you make me proud to have you as my successor?" Dale's eyes twinkled again. Brock got the impression that question wasn't on the script. "I will." "Then we put it to a vote!" Uncle Dale declared.

Brock stared out the third floor window at the cloudy, rainy sky. He had tuned Mr. Bryant out a while ago. They were reviewing limits. Brock could do limits in his sleep - or, as he recently learned, gooned out of his mind on poppers with a raging erection. Not even Mr. Bryant's thick ass in his khakis could hold Brock's attention today, though. It was Wednesday. Brock had hoped to hear out of Dr. Shah first thing this morning. With each passing class period, he got more and more anxious that he wouldn't get the call. Had the virus not taken? Had all this new sexual confidence been a hallucination? A placebo? Brock's member pulsed in protest. Like hell it was. Brock could feel the virus pulse through him with every heartbeat. He could feel its desires every time a stiff breeze stirred past his dick. This was real. It had to be. His phone vibrating sent a jolt through him. His hand shot into his pocket, but the damage was done. Having finished writing the next problem on the board, Mr. Bryant's eyes locked onto him. He must have heard the vibrating. "Mr. Baird, since you seem to have more important things going on, what is the limit of this equation?" Mr. Bryant was pissed. No, not pissed. Disappointed. An anvil of guilt settled in Brock's stomach. Mr. Bryant was the one teacher Brock actually liked at this school. Brock hated this feeling he wasn't living up to Mr. Bryant's expectations. "There is no limit," Brock said, withering sheepishly under Mr. Bryant's steely gaze. "Correct. Now show us how you got there. And leave your phone on my desk. You know the rule. You can have it back at the end of the day." "But, Mr. Bryant...!" Brock started to protest. "But nothing Mr. Baird. Show all your work, please." Brock died a little inside as he worried he'd ruined his rapport with Mr. Bryant. As he placed his phone on Mr. Bryant's desk, he saw the voicemail notification from a university phone number. If he'd died before, that buried him. Brock worked through the problem, including the tricky substitution Mr. Bryant had been fishing for. This seemed to satisfy Mr. Bryant and he dismissed Brock back to his seat. "See me after school, Brock," he added, his tone had softened a bit. ---------- Brock shambled through the rest of the day in a zombified stupor. He eventually found himself with the key in the door of his Ford Probe when he remembered he was supposed to see Mr. Bryant. His head snapped up with the realization and he turned to head back into the building. His brain short-circuited a bit as he saw Mr. Bryant walking toward him already. "Uh...sorry, Mr. Bryant. I just remembered...I was about to head back in..." Brock stammered. Mr. Bryant held his phone out to him. "It's okay. I saw you at your locker and could tell you'd forgotten. What's going on, Brock?" His inquiry was beginning to feel like an inquisition. "You're very distracted the last couple of weeks. I get senioritis. I mean, hell, mine drove me off to join the navy and to be a nomad for two years before I knuckled under and got a big boy job. But this looks like more than senioritis, bud." Brock's mind swirled and he felt very light headed. Some part of him wanted to talk to Mr. Bryant. About EVERYTHING. "Mr. Bryant, I have been under a lot of pressure lately. My mom is working all the time, my class load this year is insane, and my uncle and dad..." Logic held just tight enough to the fringes of his mind and clipped that last thought before it could bloom out of his mouth. A wave of empathy swept over Mr. Bryant's face. "Brock, you can talk to me about anything..." Brock gave up trying to sort the tangle of emotions he was feeling and let it settle as a knot in the back of his throat. "I really appreciate that, Mr. Bryant. I need to sort some stuff out, but I'll tell you soon. I promise..." Mr. Bryant pulled Brock into a very tight hug. "I mean it, Brock. Anything." The hug lasted just a beat too long, which Brock and Mr. Bryant seemed to realize at the same moment, pulling away simultaneously. Mr. Bryant turned silently and headed back in the building. Brock dropped into the driver's seat of his car. ---------- Brock pulled into his driveway. He flipped open his phone and saw two voicemails and a text from Uncle Dale. The first voicemail was from Dr. Shah. "Hello Mr. Baird, this is Dr. Shah. I am calling you with some recent test results..." Brock thought he sounded very professional and by-the-book. The second voice mail was also from Dr. Shah. "Brock, your results came back even better than we could have hoped. I will see you on Saturday." His tone was very hushed and excited. The professional tone was gone and he sounded...almost giddy. Confused, Brock opened the text from Dale. "Meeting. Saturday. 9pm at the 'Block. Do NOT be late."

How does a black, gay man benefit from a Trump presidency? For that matter how do any of us? We know he’s not a fan of non-whites. He has shown that over and over. He isn’t pro labor. He wants to gut unions. He wants to make it easier for companies to avoid paying overtime. Remove any regulations that benefit hard workers. His tax and economic plan or lack there of, will be disastrous the middle class regardless of race. Tariffs work in very limited situations. The way he is talking about imposing them will drive prices up for most everything that is imported. I work with small businesses every day and foreign countries do not pay tariffs you and I pay the tariffs. He wants to give tax breaks to the wealthiest one percent. I’m all about creating wealth and building wealth, but there does come a point to where the wealth becomes too highly concentrated in the hands of too few. Since the 1980s, the concentration of wealth has totally switched from being spread across the lower and middle class to being concentrated in the hands of a few. This leads to the situation we have right now where the middle and lower class or suffering and have pretty much become one. People like Elon musk, and Jeff Bezos entrepreneurs and have created great wealth. They haven’t done this alone though. Thousands of people have helped them create that well, and have gained very little of it. It is wrong when a CEO makes 1000 to 10,000 times more than the average worker makes. Removing rights to collective bargaining will make this worse. He and republicans want to gut social programs, including social security and the department of education. He personally may not have anything against homosexuals, but a lot of his major supporters would just assume end democracy and create a theocracy. Don’t kid yourself he knows all about project 2025. He has praised the heritage foundation and 143 members of his former staff helped write it. White supremacists, Christian nationalist and the far Christian right are just waiting for the moment to be able to implement it. Trump wants the title and to avoid jail and he will give them what they want in exchange. Not to mention that that same group of individuals has no love for the gay community. Many of them would just as soon see us dead on the streets. He wants to end The ACA. You know that law that requires insurance companies to insure you regardless of pre existing conditions. I have a client who has cancer she has care only because of the ACA. She is scared to death that she is going to loose her health care. I remember the difficulty I had getting coverage before the ACA. Before the ACA I couldn’t even get coverage for my small business. The ACA has allowed me to do that. There have to be many others on here who have benefited from it. I’m sure all of us know people who have benefited from it. The bottom line is this election is about far more than Donald Trump and Kamala Harris. It is about all of us. Kamala Harris is not perfect. However, she has served in all three branches of government, and has shown more care for the average person in the two months she has been the candidate than Trump has shown in eight years he’s been on the political stage. Ii am not here to tell you how to vote, but I do encourage you to make an informed decision. Yes I do know that not supporting Kamala doesn’t necessarily mean you support Trump. However, not voting for her or voting third-party could be a defacto vote for Trump. This election is too important for that. If you believe that Donald Trump will be the one to best look out for your interest by all means vote for him. Don’t vote for him just to stick it to the Democrats. You might just be sticking to yourself and the ones you love.

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Cody finds his place - Part3/3 Cody was a slutty 25-year-old bottom who had recently been diagnosed with HIV. He wasn't going to let that stop him from enjoying his sex life. He had heard about a visiting party from one of his friends, and decided to check it out. As he walked into the house, he met James who led Cody through the house, introducing him to various people. Cody couldn't help but notice the sexual tension in the air. He was excited to see what the night had in store for him. As the night went on, Cody found himself chatting with a group of guys in the kitchen. One of them, a cute twink named Tyler, caught his eye. They hit it off immediately, and before long, they were making out in the corner. "You're so fucking hot," Tyler whispered in Cody's ear. "You have no idea," Cody replied, grinding his hips against Tyler's. They made their way to one of the bedrooms, and Tyler pulled out a bottle of amyl. Cody's eyes lit up. He loved the rush he got from the drug. They took a hit each, and their bodies tingled with pleasure. Tyler pushed Cody onto the bed, and started kissing his neck. Cody moaned with pleasure, and reached down to stroke Tyler's cock. "Fuck, you're so hard," Cody said. "I know, I can't wait to fuck you," Tyler replied. He pulled off Cody's pants, and started rimming his dirty, sweaty but pleasent ass. Cody moaned with pleasure, and reached back to spread his cheeks. "You like that, don't you?" Tyler said. "Yes, fuck yes," Cody replied. Tyler slid his cock into Cody's ass, and they both moaned with pleasure. Tyler started fucking him harder and harder, and Cody begged for more. "Fuck me harder, Tyler. I want to feel you deep inside me," Cody said. Tyler obliged, and they both came hard. Cody could feel Tyler's hot cum filling him up, and it sent him over the edge. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath. "That was amazing," Tyler said. "Yes, it was," Cody replied. They got dressed, and made their way back to the party. Cody couldn't wait to see what the rest of the night had in store for him. "Fuck, I can't believe I'm actually here," Cody thought to himself, hitting two hits of amyl. He took another two deeps hit, feeling the rush of euphoria flow through his veins. The room around him seemed to blur and sharpen at the same time, and he couldn't help but smile to himself. Cody didn't have to wait long for the next guest to approach him and the man didn't waste any time in getting things started either as he positioned himself between Cody's spread legs his massive cock mere inches away from Cody's hungry, HIV positive hole. "You ready for this?" the Cody asked, his hole winking back at the mystery man. "Fuck, yes," he replied as Cody moaned, grabbed his poppers for another five solid hits of amyl. The man thrust his hips forward, driving his thick cock deep inside Cody's ass. Cody let out a loud, guttural moan, his body shuddering with pleasure as the man began to fuck him with long, hard strokes. "That's right, you little slut," the man growled, his hands gripping tightly onto Cody's hips. "Take it all, you POZ whore." Cody took everything the man had to give him, his own cock bouncing and leaking precum with every thrust. The room around them seemed to grow hotter and hotter, the air thick with the scent of sex. As the man continued to fuck Cody, more and more guests began to gather around them. Some watched with hungry eyes, while others began to stroke their cocks or play with their nipples as they waited their turn. "I want to watch you take it," one of the men said, stepping forward and offering Cody another hit of amyl. Cody eagerly accepted the poppers, taking a six increasingly deeper hit and letting the euphoria wash over him. He looked up at the man, his eyes wide and pupils dilated with pleasure. "Fuck, yes," Cody moaned, spreading his legs even wider. The man didn't need any further invitation he stepped forward and positioned himself behind Cody, his fingers slick with lube as he began to stretch out Cody's hole, preparing him for what was to come. "That's right, you little slut," the man growled, his fingers working deeper and deeper inside Cody's ass. "Take it all, you POZ whore." Cody moaned in pleasure, his body trembling with anticipation as the man continued to stretch him out. He could feel his hole beginning to loosen and relax, the sensation of being opened up driving him wild with desire. "I'm ready," Cody finally gasped, his eyes locking onto the man's as he slowly began to push his arm inside Cody's gaping hole. The man's fist slid inside Cody's ass with ease, the sensation of being fisted sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through Cody's entire body. He felt completely and utterly filled, his entire being consumed by the raw, primal pleasure of being fucked and fisted by these men. "Fuck, yes," Cody moaned, his voice a guttural, primal sound as the man began to fuck him with his fist, driving it deeper and deeper inside Cody's destroyed hole. More men began to join in, taking turns in fisting Cody's gaping hole. Cody lost count of how many different men had their way with him, each one leaving him feeling more and more used and destroyed. "That's right, you little slut," one of the men growled, his fist pistoning in and out of Cody's ass with rough, brutal strokes. Cody could feel his hole beginning to stretch and tear, the sensation of his destroyed hole being fucked and fisted over and over again driving him wild with pleasure. He snorted fourt hits of amyl and let out a loud, guttural moan with each thrust, his entire body trembling with raw, primal ecstasy. "Fuck, yes," Cody moaned, his voice a hoarse, primal sound as the man continued to fuck him with his fist, driving it deeper and deeper inside Cody's destroyed hole. As the night wore on, Cody found himself being passed around from man to man, each one taking their turn in destroying his already ruined hole. He lost track of time, the world around him seeming to blur and fade away as he became completely and utterly consumed by the raw, primal pleasure of being used and abused by these men. Finally, after what felt like hours of being fucked and fisted by these men, Cody felt his body begin to give out. He could feel the pleasure beginning to give way to exhaustion, his muscles growing weak and tired as he slowly began to drift off into a state of blissful, post-orgasmic oblivion. "That's right, you little fisting slut," one of the men growled, his fist still buried deep inside Cody's destroyed hole, as he slumped forward, his body trembling. Cody let out one last, guttural moan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he finally succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure that had consumed him throughout the night. He felt his body growing limp and lifeless, the world around him seeming to fade away into nothingness as he drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep, thinking of his innocent 'neg bottom days' that were not so long ago. 🙂

My first experience with water sports wasn’t planned at all. I was being fucked by a 3 guys in a sling room at a bathhouse here in Sydney and a 4th guy came into the sling room and proceeded to fist me very slowly. I’d been getting fucked by the first three guys for what seemed like quite a long time that evening…and all of the alcohol I consumed at the bars on Oxford Street, prior to playing at this bathhouse, was ready to be released. As the fourth continued to fist me, I pissed all over myself, aimed my cock at each guy and pissed all over them, aimed my cock at myself and tried to piss over my head but it ended up in my eyes…etc. I’ve always loved the smell of dried piss, I don’t know why but I can’t go to urinal at pub without the caramelly scent getting me hard. I want to roll around in it like a cat that has discovered the bag of catnip. After the four guys fucked and fisted me, I allowed my piss to dry on my body so I could smell it as I continued my cruising at the bath’s “maze” and dark room.

7. “How long till Jack gets here,” I asked. “Like a half hour. Hold on I’ve got an idea of how to surprise him.” Toby said and hurried out of the room. I lay back, absently rubbing my hands over my chest and toying with my nipples. I had mostly come down now, yet I was still horny as hell and desperate to get fucked again. Laying there thinking about how hot it will be when I’ve got Jack’s load in me too I realized that despite the copious amounts of precum I’ve leaked in the last couple of hours I haven’t cum at all. Toby and Alec have both cum multiple times and I hadn’t even thought to stroke my cock. My whole sexual life and become about my hole. Toby came back in the room with something hidden behind his back. “Legs up again slut,” he commanded. Readily I obeyed. I pulled my knees to my chest and exposed my fuck battered hole. Toby knelt down between my legs and pressed something against my hole. It was pointy but quickly faired out opening me up as he slid its length inside me. Just when it felt like I couldn’t possibly take any more there was a pop and the toy snapped inside my hole, my sphincter locking around its much narrower base. “Fuck, I can’t believe you got the large plug in him,” said Alec appreciatively. “He just got bred by Frank and is still fucking horny, of course he can take the large.” They were talking about me like I wasn’t there again… and for some reason it turned me on. “So what’s your brilliant plan?” “Alright,” Toby said, turning back to me, “Here’s my idea, we tell Jack that the cumdump is in my room…” he outlined his plan. Both Alec and I got hard just thinking about the idea. Five minutes later as per Toby’s plan I was dressed as if nothing had happened, waiting out in the living room, and Alec and Toby were hiding in my room. I put on the television and tried to get comfortable on the couch with the plug deep in my ass. Every time I moved it bashed against my prostate making me shake. I wanted to bounce on it. I wanted to take a long sniff of the poppers and feel my hole bloom around its wide shaft. That wasn’t the plan though, so I waited, trying to pretend I was interested in the television. It was another fifteen minutes before Jack came in the door, and I was practically feral from the anal stimulation. Jack walked quickly from the front door not even paying any attention to me and walked straight into Toby’s room. I giggled to myself, he was a man on a mission. Inside the doorway he paused, confused. Toby’s room was empty. “Hey man… what ya doing in Toby’s room,” I said from the couch. Jack practically jumped out of his skin. He’d been so focused he hadn’t even noticed me sitting on the couch. I tried to suppress a grin. “Oh! Matt. Hi,” he said looking flustered. When he turned to face me I could see a sizable bulge in his pants. Jack was clearly excited to meet this new cumdump who had taken Frank as well as him. Judging by the size of the budge Jack might by mostly a bottom but he certainly was packing. “You looking for something?” I asked, trying to sound normal. “I… um… Toby said there would be something in his room for me… I… uh…” “Like what? Maybe I can help you find it.” I got up and walked towards Toby’s room. “No that’s alright,” Jack stammered, “I’ll just text Toby.” He grabbed his phone hurriedly out of his pocket and started typing. Toby’s reply obviously came back quickly, because Jack looked up from his phone confusedly and scanned the apartment. “You look like you’ve lost something Jack… seriously what is it?” “I… I just…” “What you’re looking for wouldn’t have anything to do with that bulge in your pants would it?” I said coyly. “What? No… I’m not… I…” Jack’s face was bright red. “Something’s obviously got you bricked. Did you think you were gonna find Frank’s new cumdump in Toby’s room?” Jack just stared at me open mouthed, “You want one room to far if that’s what you were hoping to find.” I grinned at him wickedly, and pulled the little bottle of poppers he’d left on the table out of my pocket and took a long drag. My head spinning lightly from the poppers I walked over to where Jack stood speechless. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “Thanks for leaving your poppers out. They really opened me up.” “Matt what the fuck are you talking about,” Jack said his eyes wide. “I found them on the table,” I whispered in his ear, “Alec found me huffing them and playing with my hole. They turned me on so much I almost couldn’t help it. He fingered me till I begged him to fuck me. Then Toby dumped his load in me. Then they called Frank up here and he bred me so deep I can still feel it sloshing around in my guts. And now it’s your turn. You’re gonna take this fat plug out of my ass and fuck me till you cum in my hole. Its only right. Your poppers started me on this journey… now I need your load.” “Matt you can’t be serious.” He started to say before I grabbed him by the back of his head and shoved my tongue in his mouth. “I really should thank you. Your poppers helped me find a whole new side of myself.” I grabbed at his crotch through his pants and he let out a little moan. “Let me thank you Jack. Take off your pants and let me ride this cock.” I held the bottle of poppers to his nose. “Sniff, this will help.” As if in a trace Jack complied. He pulled one nostril and took a big hit off the poppers. He closed his eyes letting the rush wash through him. When he opened them again his gaze was full of lust. “Show me your hole cumdump.” He said, suddenly authoritative. Without hesitation I pulled my shirt off, dropped my pants, tore off the tiny black briefs Toby hand loaned me and got down on all fours in the living room presenting my plug filled hole to my last roommate. “Holy shit. Did Toby put that in your hole?” Jack asked almost breathlessly. I laughed, “He did. He wanted to help keep me open for you.” “Fuck. I love fucking a wet loose hole. Its really the only thing that I’ll top for.” He was stripping as he talked. I watched him over my shoulder take off his shirt. He was the thinnest of the three of us with narrow shoulders and a thin waist. He had a little patch of hair right between his pecs and a narrow but dark treasure trail that vanished into his pants. He undid those too practically hopping to get out of them faster. He flung his pants away and then ripped off his jockstrap allowing a long but not shockingly thick cock flop out. He grinned. “Skinny white boy dick,” he said gesturing to his cock, “I don’t top often, but if you really are a cumdump now I might have to make an exception.” He got down and took hold of base of the plug and pulled. Toby had told me what to do in this moment. I took a big hit of poppers and pushed out. After a moment of tension my hole gave way with a wet pop and the plug feel out into Jack’s hands. “Holy shit! You’re fucking wrecked.” He said, already rubbing his cock between my cheeks. “I’m sorry I just have to fuck you right now. I can’t wait after seeing that.” With no further ado he lined up his cock and shoved in into my wrecked hole. I took another hit of the poppers and passed the back to him. His cock became harder as he huffed them. Jack jumped right to slamming my hole making us both grunt and scream. This was obviously going to be a rough fuck not a long fuck. He bucked in and out hammering his cock as deep as he could. His fingers gripped the sides of my hips, digging into my flesh with the effort of holding me in place. I pushed back on his strokes and flexed my hole around his shaft. I was trying to milk the cum out of him with my well used hole. “I can’t believe today’s the first time you’ve been fucked. Your hole is so perfect. So fucking good.” “Alec called it a perfect fag hole.” “Fuck it is. A wet fucking fag hole. Fuck!” “Yeah, fuck me Jack. Add your load to the others. I want your load so bad! I want you to breed me. Just like Frank did. Use me as your cumdump.” “Hell yeah Matt, beg for my load. Beg for me to load up your straight boy hole.” “Give it to me. Make me your hole. Use me! Everyone else has. Your reward for leaving out your poppers is my sloppy hole. Cum inside of me Jack. Make me your hole! Breed me!” “Fuck yeah! You’re our cumdump now. The apartment hole. Were gonna breed you all that time. Take a fucking hit and get ready for my load!” I took a long deep drag off the poppers right as Jack’s body started to spasm. He screamed, “FUCK!” as he bottomed out inside me and his dick throbbed. I lay there panting under his body weight as he unloaded in me. A feeling of satisfaction washed over me and I realized I was laying in a big puddle of my own hot cum. I had shot without ever touching myself just from Jack hammering me. It all felt so good. Even before Jack pulled out I knew this wasn’t the last time for me. I was a changed man. I still tought I might like girls, but there was no denying my attraction to men or how good it felt to get fucked by them. I became the apartment popper pig cumdump.

Hi Everyone Freshly 18 no limits Twink slut here from Australia. Have been taking loads and being used by men from a very young age and love to dedicate my life to the service of horny men of all ages. I will do (and probably have done) just about anything you can think. always happy to chat to anyone about experiences and other things. Guys in Melbourne, Aus hit me up to use my slutty hole.

Day off slutting around. Found a bbc on sniffles from the cruise ship that just docked for the weekend, 7X6 raw dick. Looked at my pics and he wanted in, on one condition. He needed to know if I suck dick good. He just doesn’t want an assup deal but get his dick suck good. I told him I don’t use lube and I’ll Ass to Mouth for him. He seems flakey especially when he ends the conversation after I give him my address, “maybe later”. Promising “if you suck food, I’ll destroy your boy pussy.” Im getting ready to hit my favorite glory hole in Waikiki. He says he’s ready and will Uber to me. He finally makes it. A heavy set black dude. We get down to business. He pulls his shorts down. It’s thick as a soda can. I get to sucking, I can’t even get it all in my throat. I’m slurping and throating gooing. Spiting on my fingers and shoving pre-cum and spit from my mouth to my hole. Stretching my cunt knowing, I will be taking this monster up my ass. he’s lying on bed while I suck him and I spin around I slowly lower my hole on his dick reverse cow girl style. I impaled my hole onto his rock solid black meat all the way down and start fucking myself. He’s groaning as my wet raw hole is banging his drawback dick. His legs are shacking as I pull off and on. Then… ass to mouth several times. I’m destroying his dick…. He’s moaning “ nasty bitch, take that dick.” He then had me on doggy and start fucking me and stretching my daddy hole with his black meat. It’s an endless rhythm for the next hour of non stop, “thump thump thump” from behind as he grabs and stretch open my hips, pull all the way and slams back in. Trying to smash my daddy Asian hole. It’s now 90 minutes of non stop fucking. Still hard as a rock. He is sweating and it’s a hot Hawaiian day. My hole is gapping open. He has me on my stomach giving it to me bad. Fucking my bladder and making me “gush”. Then he pulls out shoves his dick in my mouth and says he is about to cum. Spins me around cums on my hole but then shoves his raw black dick in covered with his baby batter back in and continued to fuck. I always ask my tops before the cum,”where are you coming.” “I’m coming in your boy pussy! Good boy!” And he coats my fuck hole with his hot cum, I can feel it, felt burning hot as he was cumming in me.” He pull out and I suck clean his dick up. He says he never had ass to mouth, nor anyone take his dick without lube. He said,”you take black dick good, most guys stop after 10 mins.” I told him, “my ass is made for black dick and cum.”

Fucked my first virgin today. Started chatting with this guy on Grindr yesterday and kept the conversation going into the night and all day today. Found out he was a virgin and convinced him to meet me at a little known bathroom at a nearby mall. Fucked him in the men's bathroom and put my load deep inside his ass. He's already hit me up for round 2.

Cool! Thats the place! Brings back memories. It was sleazy as I recall. I slipped out one afternoon from a conference in the metropole. I met this nice daddy with a small beard who took me upstairs, laid me on a couch in one of the rooms and fucked me with my legs over his shoulders. I remember I said how nice it was to feel his bare cock in me. He said something like yes, like nature intended then said "Are you poz like me?" How exciting to have a man's cock in you and be asked a question like that!

Me too. Although I'm 100% top when it comes to penetration, and I never pullout, I do love sucking cock and I always opt for any rewards that cock could give my thirsty throat.

Lately, a handful of married guys have hit me up saying they wanna fuck me, but need to wear a condom. Two of them had REALLY nice cocks and I told them "OK, but you have to pull off the condom and empty it into my hole after." Both of them did and pushed their load into my hole with their fingers and got SO turned on, they fucked me raw with their own cum as lube. It was hot!

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It’s only cheating if you are delusional enough to believe in the ridiculous construct of monogamy. im with my husband almost thirty years. We haven’t been sexually active with each other for years due to some physical and psychological circumstances but truth is that we consciously chose to have a non traditional relationship from day one and have never had any issues with each other’s exploration and expression of our sexuality. We’re respectful of each other and have an understanding that we won’t be too messy 🙂 Some here seem to think it’s bullshit when I post about it but in a truly spiritual partnership you legitimately want your partner to be happy and you understand that you can’t do or be everything they need for that. We don’t fight and we have both evolved exponentially during our time together. Wouldn’t change it for anything- but I have my sexual adventures with others outside of his purview and he does what he does without my oversight. Recently after confirming that I was undetectable after only a month on meds, I just up and told my husband that I had tested positive was on meds and undetectable already and that I wasn’t feeling any particular kind of way about it because I didn’t do anything wrong and given my genetic mutation it’s kinda crazy that it happened but it did. He basically said “Ok I appreciate you telling me and wish you had told me when you first found out so I could be supportive.” he didn’t even ask who I was fucking or why I wasn’t being safe or on prep- he didn’t judge me or give me anything but love. To all the romantics here, it is possible to have an incredible partnership but not if you can’t put your ego and insecurities aside and just love without fear. It only works if you’re both serious and committed and it doesn’t work at all for malignant narcissists although they’ll act like it’s working to manipulate you so there’s that but I am personally attesting that it’s not out of the realm of possibility if you can abandon the existing constructs and don’t put the responsibility for your happiness on your partner or the relationship.

I've only taken a few loads before, but all of them I absorbed. Cum should be kept inside. It just feels right.

Me and my boyfriend have been together for just over two years, in that time our love life had managed to all but die. We had tried an open relationship but when I came home from a work trip to see him getting fisted by three guys with our apartment in ruins, only to find out he had skipped his job for a week to smoke meth and getting used to oblivion, that had ended. We now had sex once a week on a good week and did almost nothing but fight. The relationship was at a dead end when my boyfriend, Presley, suggested that we go to a lgbt wellness retreat he found online. I was skeptical at first, but I had a lot of pto and his delivery job was flexible. It was a five hour drive from the city and I could tell Presley was horned up. He sucked my dick three time while I was driving, swallowing every load. Which surprised me because he had not sucked me to completion, much less taken my load in months. When we finally arrived at the retreat we saw that it was made up of one large main house and several barns. As we pulled in an extremely tall skinny man with long brown hair greeted us in a draping white robe, which clearly had nothing under it. “Welcome children to the Family, we are so happy you have decided to join us.” He said almost ephemeraly I gave Presley a weird look but he didn’t seem surprised “Thank you for having us, I am Presley, and this is my friend John” Is he fucking serious, I was fuming, he probably knew what this place was and just brought us here so he could get fucked “I’m his boyfriend” I said sternly correcting Presley “Well welcome, you may call me father I am the founder of our Family here, would you like me to show you around” “We’d love that father” said Presley eagerly Father brought us into the main house, it was very well kept but all the men in the house were dressed strangely and bowed as father passed. Some wore only short white loincloths, while others had what seemed to be white sheets wrapped around their waist covering their entire bottom half. “These will be your brothers if you chose to stay with us, though you will have to work hard to reach their positive status” said father Presley brought us to a fucking cult and he seemed to be clinging to every word this father said. We came into what seemed to be a dining room when father introduced one of the men in front of us. “This is Cain, he was my first son and helped me found this family” father said Cain was magnificent, he had short blonde hair and was about a head shorter than father, which still put him an inch or two above me. He wore the sheet around his waist, and his body was thin but well defined. “Greetings it is a pleasure to meet both of you I can tell you will be great additions to the family” Cain said “Thank you” I said, surprising myself at how much I wanted him. “Come now I will show you what you will be doing when you first join.” Said father He took us out to one of the barns. Once inside it looked like the standard barn except that everyone working was totally nude, wearing only chastity cages. “Most who come to us are not ready to join the family, here they work until their mind is fully open to everything we offer” said father One of the workers bent over to pick something up and I noticed he had a buttplug in as well. As I stared Cain came up beside me and began rubbing my ass. I would normally have been taken aback but Presley kept rubbing up on father so I leaned into Cain’s strong hand. “You like what you see” Cain whispered to me as we looked at the workers, I just nodded in response. “We keep our initiates locked so that they are able to simmer in their urges” father added as we walked out. “ so tell me children, what do you think of our family” asked father as we returned to the house “It’s amazing we’d love to join” said Presley eagerly as all eyes turned to me “I’m not sure I think I need some time to think” I contradicted “Of course, a decision like this cannot be made in hast” said father “ it is getting late come spend the night and decide in the morning” We agreed and were guided up to a room. The room was rather plain with only a queen bed in the center and no other furniture. The room didn’t have its own bathroom but rather a communal one at the end of the hall. “ We shall await your decision in the morning, for now rest well” said father as he and Cain left us alone “Isn’t this amazing” said Presley “It’s a cult Pres” “Who cares everyone is so hot, this is exactly what we need” I just sighed in response “Come on Johnny I’m staying no matter what you decide so stay with me” “You knew this was a cult didn’t you” “I’d heard rumors but didn’t know how great it was” Presley said as he got began stripping I just sighed and got naked for bed. I woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed and the urge to piss. I looked around the room but didn’t see Presley or my clothes. I figured he was probably in the bathroom so I went to piss. I walked to the bathroom naked since I couldn’t find any clothes and everyone else here was practically naked anyway. When I got to the bathroom I heard really heavy breathing at the far end. This bathroom was entirely open with shower heads on one wall and a trough and toilets on the other. The heavy breathing was coming from someone lying behind the last toilet. The man lying there was holding a cloth over his nose and mouth while he vigorously pounded at his flaccid cock. I noticed a used needle next to him and realized he must have T dick. I'd never tried meth but knew a decent amount about it. As I walked in front of him he gave no reaction so I just left him there unsure of what to do. As I walked back to the hallway I saw the door at the end of the hall was ajar. When I got to it and looked through I was horrified. Presley was there getting slammed while having his throat fucked by father’s massive 12 inch cock on a bed in the middle of the room. As I stared in shock I suddenly felt a finger on my hole and nearly yelped. “Shh it’s ok I know you’re upset but you shouldn’t be it’s only natural for him to serve father” whispered Cain into my ear as he slipped something into my ass before beginning to finger me “I’m not a bottom” I tried to say but Cain just shushed me as he continued to finger me. My ass felt like it was on fire and I began enjoying his fingers. As I started fucking myself on his hand father called out “Come children, there’s no need to hide out there” “Of course father” responded Cain as he walked us inside his hand still in my hole Presley just gave me a guilty smile before continuing to suck father’s cock “I know you’re scared child” father said as he took my face in his hands while Cain began finger fucking me more vigorously “just give in and you’ll feel boundless pleasure, please my child join us” “Yes father I want to join your family I want to be yours” I said “I can’t tell you how happy I am to here that” he said as he took me in a kiss. At the same time Cain removed his fingers from me and replaced them with his 8 inch cock. I felt like I was being torn in two but then father put some pills in my mouth and tounged them down my throat. Almost instantly I felt them. Every thrust sent shockwaves through me and I just gave in. I was in that same position for what felt like forever when father pulled back and asked “Are you ready to take your first step to joining our family my son” “Yes father I want it so bad” I replied to which he simply nodded at Cain who I then felt bottom out and begin cuming in me. I collapsed onto the bed while Cain grabbed Presley off father cock, much to his protest, and slammed him again before rapeing his hole. Father brought my mouth to his cock as I began sucking only for me to realize father was still soft. “There there my child just let everything fade away you’ve made the right decision” he said rubbing my hair as I lazily sucked his flacid cock

Been a while, but this is the last installment...and a little long. enjoy! Laying out with Steve Part 4 Finally I collapsed on the bed with Steve's cock still in me, he was grinding his hips into me, getting the last of his cum drained out of his balls. It was then that we heard the sound from the door. I looked back in surprise, as did Steve, and we saw the older gentlemen from the pool, that was getting his cock sucked, fucking the same younger guy at the doorway..and in that moment all four of us connected with our stares and the older man started to cum in his guy. Steve leaned his head to my ear, "Tim, our fucking is so hot, everyone wants to see. I love fucking you boy". it was music to my ears...I was so happy, and fulfilled, taking this man's cum in me...hoping he would truly knock me up. After Steve had softened, and slipped out of my wet ass, he knelt on the bed, patted my ass, and said "come on babe, let's get back to the party". I felt him get off the bed. I wished we could lay there the entire afternoon, but there was still hosting duties to be had. I got up and glanced at the open door, the older man and his friend were gone. I walked over and kissed Steve, cum starting to leak down my leg, "I will see you out there, need to clean up a little first". I turned and headed into the bathroom. In the past I might have sat on the toilet and tried to push the poz seed out of me, in a panic and while cursing myself, but there was nothing of the sort this time. I wanted Steve's cum to stay in me. After washing my body, I exited the bathroom. No need to get dressed again, we were way passed that at this party. As I neared the living room I could hear the sounds of some great sex happening. Sure enough, on the couch lay a bottom, legs spread being pounded by one of the guests while he was swallowing another man. A third man stood off to the side and stroked his cock watching the action. All of this action was extremely hot but I resisted the temptation to stop and stare, I wanted to find my man and be close to him. I found Steve outdoors, sitting on some of the patio furniture with some other naked men, drinking and enjoying the early evening calmness. There happened to be a seat next to Steve which I quickly sat down in. Other people in the conversation were Chad and Bruce, another older man that I didn't recognize, but he was very handsome and pleasurable, I later found out his name was Bill. "Welcome to the group Tim", Bill said. "It really is great having you here helping Steve with the party, thank you by the way. Today was a great day for a lot of us. I don't think I was as lucky as some of you, but the company was great." Bill had his legs drawn up, feet on table, so I couldn't see his cock and body to clearly, but he was squeezing his legs often so I figured he might have been semi aroused with the conversation. He had a shaved head, long beard that was a mix of black and grey, and some speckled chest hair. I responded in kind, "thank you Bill. I really loved helping out and yeah, it was a fucking great day!". Everyone laughed! Steve put his hand on my leg and squeezed a little. "Yes..a great fucking day", as we all laughed. Steve said, "I have to piss, be right back". Steve jumped up and headed into the house. Chad and Bruce were sitting together on the couch next to us, and I was across from Bill. Chad spoke up, "again, thank you for earlier Tim, you are amazing. It appears Steve finally was able to 'settle down' this afternoon, again your doing!", he smiled. Bill said, "We were just talking about your first day here enjoying our swim party. I think it is great you had fun today and I know Steve loved having you here, you can tell. not to mention Chad and Bruce, apparently." I saw Bruce smile at Chad. Chad looked at me, smiled, and answered, "fuck yes, damn. Both of us needed to fuck so bad and Tim was so helpful". Chad moaned a little and squeezed his semi hard cock. Bruce spoke up, "he can really take a cock, trust me on that, and I have the pictures to prove it" and laughed. Bill added, "nice son" and squeezed his legs tight one last time. Steve joined us again, sitting next to me. Bill jumped up, "My turn". It was now I could see Bill's in the full...and yes, a scorpion tattoo on his waist. His cock was definitely more than semi hard and swinging nicely as he moved off to the bathroom. "What did I miss?", Steve asked. Chad said, "we were just reminiscing about our time with Tim earlier. I think it had a great affect on Bill", we all laughed. "We will send you those pics tomorrow Steve, pretty good". Bruce spoke up, "Hey, next weekend we are having Bill and our boy over for game night if you two want to join us, you are more than welcome to." I looked at Steve, "can we?" "Of course baby", Steve confirmed. "We wouldn't miss it". "Great!", Bruce said, and Bill added "awesome, another great weekend to look forward to", as he sat back down. Nothing else happened that evening outside of some sexy talk and memories from throughout the day. As everyone had slowly departed, and we said goodbye to Bill, Chad and Bruce were the last to leave. They were packing up in the living room as Steve and I strolled in. both were still naked, but pulling on loose fitting shorts for the walk to the car. Of course I had to stand and take in the scene of these sexy men, tucking their fat soft cocks into their shorts. After zipping up and donning t-shirts, the pair was ready to leave. Before grabbing their bags, they came in for hugs. Bruce hugged me first, holding me tight telling me it was wonderful to meet me, and 'have' me! We both smiled on that comment. Chad pulling me in tight, as I was still naked, his hands went immediately to my ass, letting his finger trace through my crack. "Thank you for today Tim, it was really great to meet you". Chad leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "I loved fucking your ass boy giving you my poz seed, fuck you are hot. Really, if you need to talk about anything, please email me. I left my email on the counter under the coffee mug". I hugged me tighter, squeezed my ass cheek. He backed up and said, "we hope to see both of you next weekend for game night.". I looked down and he was semi hard again. I looked up and said "can't wait." After Chad and Bruce left, it was just Steve and I. We started the long task of cleaning up and by the time we were finished we were both so tired that it was lights out and quick to sleep. I woke up to my man fully hard and ready to go. I rode Steve while whispering about all that had taken place the night before. It was so sexy and lust driven. Steve took his time to really fuck me full and hard before cumming in me again. Game Night The week was long, with both work and day dreaming of 'game night' with Chad and Bruce. Steve and I talked each night on the phone, reminiscing of the past weekend and talking about the upcoming weekend at our friends' house. I had also emailed Chad a few times throughout the week and ended up chatting with him on the phone. I was very curious as to his thoughts on poz/neg sex and his conversion. Chad was more than willing to share some of his experiences, and how he became poz. He mentioned he had pozzed Bruce after they met, as their connection was so intense and it was what Bruce wanted, to be 'connected' to Chad. So, this eventually led to our encounter the other night at Steve's house, and how they and Steve and wanted it to happen. I asked why, and Chad said that Steve mentioned the sex we had, and how I felt about it, Steve said he thought I would love to have two other poz men in me. Well, Steve was right, and I told Chad it was amazing! Chad finally said that he hoped it happened again sometime as he had thought about it often this week. The plan was for me to go to Steve's first Saturday, of course packing an overnight bag, and then we would go on to Chad and Bruce's house for game night. Steve was waiting for me, dressed in cargo shorts, tee, and flip flops. I was pretty much the same. I had cleaned out, chosen my black jock, and then shorts over that It felt good to have my cock covered, but loved the free feeling of my ass under my shorts. We headed out in Steve's truck. For most of the trip we made small talk, but all the while I had the chance to stroke Steve's big cock under his shorts. I could feel the big metal cock ring he was wearing and couldn't wait to see it up close! We arrived at the house, and I was impressed with the immaculate landscaping and overall appearance of the house. There were a few cars out front, which hopefully meant a closer, more intimate group. Bruce opened the door for us and invited us in. I knew the hosts, obviously, and Bill was there from last weekend. The only other person there was a more twink type of guy, his name was Ben, effeminate with a tight set of pink shorts on, framing his ass for all to see. We shook hands, well actually then hugged. I said hello to Bill and he offered to hug. I could tell Bill enjoyed our hug as when we separated he was showing his outline in his shorts. After partaking in small talk and some drinks, we were invited into the game area, which seemed to be a family room setting with a game table. The interesting part was that the television in the room was playing porn without the sound. Seemed to be pure bareback porn in different settings. Ok, hard to peel myself away from that, but I chose a seat at the table, with Bill and Steve on either side of me. We started with an easy game of Two Truths and a Lie, and since most of these topics were pretty close together, the 'lies' were much harder! We had a lot of fun. Next we played 'Never Have I Ever', which got to some pretty fun things and we learned a lot about each other. One of the statements was 'I have never knowingly taken a poz load anally'. Everyone at the table dropped a finger then, and I immediately felt Bill turn to me and smile. Then I felt his hand on my leg rubbing my bare thighs. Then he took my hand and led it to his lap and placed it on his rock hard cock, through his thin shorts it was like nothing was there. Bill moaned quietly as I stroked his cock, while while not huge was leaking like a faucet. That round was over and Chad asked if anyone wanted a refill, we all said yes. Steve got up and said he was going to help Chad, and kissed me. My hand was still on Bill's cock, but he didn't seem to mind. Bruce and Ben got up to watch the porn, which left Bill and I sitting at the table. "Tim, I didn't know you and Steve have fucked raw, I thought you two will still playing safe", Bill said. "Lucky fucker". "yes Bill, we had been friends for a long time, no sex, and then it happened. At first I was like 'what the fuck', but I can't get enough now". "damn, very hot Tim, thank you for sharing. Do you mind if I take off my shorts?" Bill asked. I looked over at Bruce and Ben. Ben's pink shorts were gone and Bruce was roughly rubbing Ben's exposed ass. I turned back to Bill, "apparently that is a think, please do". Bill stood up and unzipped his shorts, letting them fall. Bill's cock was hard as a rock, about six inches, big balls, cock ring, and like I mentioned before, leaking like a faucet. And there was that scorpion tatoo I saw last weekend, as bold as it could be. I touched and rubbed my fingers over it before Bill sat back down, "I apologize for my mess, but I leak like crazy when turned on". I immediately put my hand back on Bill's hard cock and stroked it using his precum for lube. "No worries at all Bill, I fucking love precum". "Well Tim, I hope one day Steve shares you with some others" Bill said. "Oh, he already has" said Chad from the doorway, while holding our drinks. I turned my head and removed my wet hand from Bill's crotch. "hey now, no cumming and telling sir", I said with a smile. Bill said, "well no fair Steve, where have I been and here I thought we were buddies". Everyone laughed. Bruce and Ben were now naked and came back over to the table. Ben's ass had hand marks all over it and Bruce's cock was not fully hard, but definitely not semi hard. "I guess we should all just undress now and skip the next game", Chad said as he set the drinks down and pulled off his shorts and tee. I just stared at that big cock that I remembered. But immediately to my left was my man, and his cock was getting hard as he rubbed Ben's red ass. "Tim, do you have a sec to help me with the other drinks?". Chad asked me, nodding his head towards the kitchen. "of course", I got up, shrugged off my clothes, pointing my ass towards Bill while taking off my shorts. I felt a soft touch on my smooth balls from Bill. I moved to the side of Steve and gripped his cock, squeezed out a drop of precum, scooped the liquid with my finger and rubbed it through Ben's crack. I wanted to let Steve know I was as open as he was and wanted my man to enjoy himself. I moved on into the kitchen where Chad stood with a drink in his hand. "Thanks Tim. I wanted to let you know the scene tonight in case you thought something else was going on." Chad's hand went to his hardening cock and slowly played with his meat. "Ben is our new bottom boy. We have played a few times with him, he is still neg but he wants to change that. So, we are having game night where I hope we can have help giving Ben what he wants." "Ben wants to be poz?". I asked quietly. "oh yes, he contacted us a few months ago and after a lot of thoughtful conversations, before sex, we are sure that is his intention" Chad let go of his cock as he was fully hard now. I asked him, "then should I be here? I mean I don't mind Steve helping seed Ben, that is hot, but I am unknown status and prefer to be fucked." Chad laughed, placed his hand on my chest, and said "Ah Tim you are great, but the answer is yes...we all wanted you here. You are part of Steve now, and he thought maybe you might enjoy just watching us load Ben up." I guess he could see the softness of my face, that 'ahhh' feeling, because he leaned in and kissed me and said, "you are too sweet baby boy". Chad's cock touched my hip and slipped right passed with his precum sticking to me. I immediately reached for his cock and squeezed hard. I remembered Chad's girth and heat right away. "fuck Tim, I have to save this load for Ben, but soon I hope...if you want." "I do Chad, I do want you to fuck me again, bad, but I realize Ben needs that cum" "Thank you Tim, and I really can't wait to do that again". Chad let go of my arm, grabbed his drink and another and nodded for me to follow. What I saw when I went back into the game room was amazing. Ben was on his back on the table, head turned to the side. Bruce was slowly fucking Ben as Steve fed him that gorgeous cock. I don't know how I didn't hear that, but it was a very nice surprise. Chad set the drinks down and went over to Bruce to see the action. Chad's cock was still hard and seemed to be getting harder as he held Bruce and encouraged him to breed their new boy. Bruce increased his pace of fucking while picking up the sexy talk. "You want my cum boy? Do you want daddy's poz seed deep in you?" Bruce would ask. Ben pulled his mouth off Steve's wet cock and said "yes please sir, give me your hot cum, breed me deep". Bruce was fucking hard now, you could hear the wetness from Bruce's precum and his balls were slapping against Ben's ass. Chad encouraged his man even more, "fuck him deep baby, give him your poz seed. I want to use your big load for lube baby. make him our boy". That is all the encouragement Bruce needed. Bruce slid in deep and yelled "take it boy". I could almost see the pumping of cum into Ben's ass by that gorgeous big cock. With one hand on Steve's wet dick Ben was moaning so loud, "knock me up" he kept repeating! This scene was so fucking hot, I was rock hard and hadn't noticed Bill standing next to me stroking his leaking cock while rubbing my ass with his other hand. I noticed now of course. Finally Bruce slowly slid out of Ben, letting the last beads of his love fall to the table underneath Ben's ass. As soon as Bruce moved aside, Chad lined his hard cock and slid into Ben, the scene was so hot. While Ben continued sucking Steve's cock, Chad was plowing their boy with long strokes. I could see poor Ben's cock twitching and leaking like crazy. Without taking my eyes off the action I reached out and gripped Bill's hard cock and started stroking it for him. Bill removed his hand from my ass and took a finger to the end of his cock....wiping up all the precum he could, then that hand found my ass again, but this time that wet finger went right to my hole and it entered me. It felt so good....to be fingered by Bill while watching Bruce prepare to give Ben his second load of the night. Bill slowly moved behind me and I let my wet hand find his hip. Bill pushed his hard leaking cock down to rest in my crack then place his hands on my hips. Bill leaned in "that is so fucking hot, right? I love watching them fuck their new boy. I heard their boy is still neg..mmmmm...I would love to do that with a boy. I was basically pushing back against Bill's cock, sliding on his wetness. "tell me if I make you too wet Tim, I can stop". Bill said. "please, please don't stop Bill. I love your cock resting there and yes I am soaked now, but love it." Bill's precum was actually dripping off of my balls I was so wet! Chad continued fucking Ben with long strokes, talking dirty the whole time. Ben couldn't keep his mouth closed, with all of his panting and moaning, so Steve stepped over to me, with Bill behind me. I reached out and slowly stroked Steve's big cock, wet from Ben's mouth. I knew Steve was ready to fuck this boy and breed him with his hot seed. Chad picked up his pace, Ben's legs were over Chad's shoulders. "you want my cum baby boy?". Chad asked. I know I did and would so no surprise when Ben said "yes daddy, breed your boy with your poz cum". That set Chad off and soon he shoved deep into Ben and unloaded in him, letting his fat cock rest in his boy as the semen flowed deep into Ben. As soon as Chad pulled out..leaving Ben oozing precum and dripping his new load, my man kissed me and said "my turn" and waked off to take Chad's place between Ben's legs, but before he walked off, Steve looked at Bill and said "please enjoy". That was all the invitation Bill needed. I felt his hands leave my hip and he must have grabbed his cock because I know felt that familiar pressure on my ass ring. As much lube as Bill had oozed into my crack, I know it would take a little nudge to bend over and his cock would pop in me. That is exactly what happened. I felt Bill enter me...and then his hands were back on my hips. while he slowly penetrated me further, I placed my hand behind me on his hip pulling him into me. Once he was fully in me...he leaned in and whispered "I hope you like cum in you Tim, because I have a huge load for you, but first I am going to slowly fuck you while we watch Ben take another cock and load". My cock was now harder and leaking precum, which usually happens when I get fucked. Bill had a way about him and the way he fucked. His cock wasn't as large as some of the other men here, which have fucked me, but his constant grinding and leaking so incredible to feel. Soon Bill's hands were running my up chest to my nipples, slightly pinching them...it seemed I oozed with each pinch. Bill and I continued watching Steve fuck Ben, I know Steve wanted to make it last. Steve kept telling Ben how wet his pussy was, very fucking hot! without warning Bill pulled his cock all the way from me and whispered, "follow me to the guest room, I want you on your back". Bill turned and took my hand, leading me through the house to the guest room. When we were in the room, Bill started kissing me, reaching behind me and filling up my ass and fingering my ass. "Get on the bed baby" and he gently guided me to the bed, on my back. I scooted back and spread my legs for him. Bill followed me on the bed...got in between my legs, lifted my legs over his should, and eased his still rock hard cock into me...all the way. "fuck yes boy, now I can really fuck you good", Bill said. "fuck me Bill, please fuck me good...I want you and your cum in me!" I responded. "oh you are going to get all I have Tim. I have been thinking about fucking you and breeding you since we met." Bill said as he started fucking me with longer strokes and more intensity. Bill was a hot fucker, sometimes stroking my now hard cock or kissing my legs..or puling his cock out all the way for me to see it leaking before shoving it back in me. I loved it when Bill pulled out and showed me his leaking cock...fuck it is so hot! "I fucking love your tattoo Bill and want you to breed me with your poz babies". That is all Bill needed to hear. "fuck yes boy, take my cock...I am going to knock you up for sure". He was now slamming his hard cock into my cunt...and I know I would seen get what I was promised, his huge load! Bill was sweating, which I find sexy. I put my hand around his bare cock going in and out of me and touched his tattoo....then I heard him "take it boy" and he sank deep to unload in me. This was by far the most I have ever felt a man cum in me, his cock pulsing and I know I felt his cum splashing inside of me. It was insane!!! My cock just start shooting my cum, I couldn't control it! After about 5 minutes of heavy breathing and shuddering, Bill finally slipped from my soaking ass and looked at his work. "Damn Tim, you are a mess....but it is so sexy. do you want to clean up or leave it?". Bill asked, with kindness. "I will go into the bathroom and clean up a little, thank you sir." I started to get up and when I was standing knew I had to cup my ass with my hand to catch Bill's load. I bent over and kissed Bill again, "thank you sir". I sat on the toilet and pushed some of Bills cum out of me, just too much to walk around with. I wiped good with a wet wipe and then washed my hands. When I opened the door Chad was in the hall waiting for me. His cock was semi hard as he lightly played with it. "did you have fun with Bill? He is great, and I hear he cums a lot" Chad asked. "mmm...yes, I had a great time with Bill. and yes, I can confirm, he cums a lot!!!" we both laughed. Chad added, "Steve just got done breeding Ben. We are all out on the patio relaxing if you care to join. I had to pee quick, but realized you were in the bathroom." "ah, great yes I will head out there now". I said as I moved in front of Chad to pass him in the hall. I stopped in front of Chad, reached down and held his cock in my hand. leaning in to Chad, I kissed him and said "fuck me please". Chad's cock started to get hard in my hand. I was stroking him fully hard now, and kissing him wet and lusty. "tell me you want it Tim". "please fuck me with your big cock Chad, please". Chad quickly spun me around..pushed me into the wall, and placed his hot hard cockhead against my used wet ass. "take all of it boy" and Chad slid into me, not letting me adjust, just burying him in me. I tried to rise a little on my toes to slow down the assault, but Chad held my shoulders down roughly and told me to get on his cock. we were panting hard in the hallway, Chad slamming his cock into me. All at once he pulled all the way out and said, "suck my cock clean boy". I turned and dropped to my knees. I took that massive cock in my mouth and cleaned off his precum, my ass juices, and Bill's cum. I looked up at Chad, "don't you want to cum in me Chad?". "oh yes, and I will, just not yet". now get outside to your man. I will get you soon enough baby boy. "yes sir" I said as I got up. before leaving, Chad kissed me hard again. He ended our kiss, I turned to go and Chad smacked me good on the ass. Well, that was going to leave a mark, but I loved it. When I joined everyone on the patio, the top men were all there, but Ben wasn't anywhere. I went and stood next to Steve, who was sitting with all the other men. Steve's hand went to my ass immediately...rubbing my cheeks and letting his fingers run through my crack, no hiding my dampness that way. ha. I asked, "what happened to Ben?". "once he was full, he wanted to head out. I guess he got what he wanted from this night", Bruce said smiling. Steve looked up at me, kind of pulling me down to sit on his lap, "why don't you sit on my lap babe". He didn't haven't to beg, I was sitting on his lap in no time, everyone still naked from before. Steve said, "Bill said you kept him busy while we had fun with Ben, is that right?" I looked at Bill really quick. Bill said, "oh yeah, Tim was very gracious with his time, and ass Steve. You better not let that one go, I know he was full when we last parted and I passed Chad in the hallway." he said laughing. "No wonder you are so wet boy, Bill cums a lot". Steve said. I could feel him starting to grow under my ass so I said back a little so his big cock could go between my legs. "did you like that? so much cum?". Now I was getting hard. "mmmm...yes baby, I did." I told Steve. Steve pulled my legs up on the table...leaned me back so my ass was exposed, and laid his thick hard cock next to my balls. "well, lets show everyone how wet baby". Steve rubbed his wet cock head around my hole, and slowly started to enter me! Right there in front of everyone, ass open and my lover's cock sliding in. Steve was holding my legs up and wide, sliding in and out of me, showing the entire table our love making. My head was back and I was moaning out loud, never noticing Chad's return to the group. When I opened my eyes, Chad was standing next to me, cock hard and stroking, it seems automatic to turn my head and open my mouth for him. The taste of his salty precum was so good, and the size of his cock definitely filled my mouth. I moaned on Chad's cock as Steve encouraged me, "suck that cock baby boy, get him nice and wet to fuck you". I moaned again and Steve's pace quickened. "I need to seed your pussy again boy, as soon as your man is done I am going to fuck you full again", Chad said. Steve added, "yes baby, he is going to use my load as his lube because I am going to cum". With that Steve shoved in as deep as he could in this position and shot his load into me, I felt him pulsing around my ass ring, tight on his thick cock. Chad's cock popped out of my mouth as he took in the scene. I yelled, "yes baby, cum in me again. give me your load daddy". Steve remained in me until he softened and popped out, cum oozing from me. "Thank you baby boy", Steve said. Chad grabbed my hard cock once and told me to get on the table, "I want to fuck you in front of everyone and let them see me breed you". I got up and Steve helped me onto the table, on my back. my legs were spread and my ass ready for Chad's assault, and an assault it was. Chad was rock hard, lining up his cock, just putting the tip in he said, "take my cock you slut", and slid his entire length in one stroke. I gasped out loud, and tried to hold his thighs back, to ease his entry. I wanted him to slow down, but my cock thought differently as I oozed with every new thrust from Chad. "take my big cock boy, your ring is so tight on me. I need to seed you again, bad", Chad said. The others around the table were encouraging him with short comments; "breed that boy", "knock him up Chad", or "give your poz seed". All were welcomed by Chad as he continued fucking my ass hard and fast. Even though my ass was starting to feel the burn of his fast fucking, the feeling so was incredible I knew we both were going to cum soon. "Do you want my load Tim? do you want my poz babies in you forever?". Chad asked. "fuck yes sir, knock me up, PLEASE" I yelled. "please cum deep in me...give me all of your cum". That was the final straw, Chad fucked me even faster and harder, "take my cum boy...I...am...cumming". Chad shoved deep in me and held his cock deep. my cock then exploded another load from my balls all over my pubes and stomach. After starting to slowly slide in and out...slowing down, Chad leaned down on to my body. "thank you Tim, you are incredible". I was so fulfilled and happy, knowing my man was there and encouraging his sexy friend to fuck me full of poz cum! Steve then bent down to kiss me, "welcome to our club, son".