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Went to the bookstore and theater in the next city over. It's located in an industrial area and gets a lot of rough looking men when I go. Load#1 mids 50s gay daddy with average dadbod white hair scruff in the booth with a gloryhole. I offered to suck his 6x5 thick cock thru the hole and was able to woof it down, he kept pulling back to keep from shooting. After about the 5th time almost getting it i was about to give up and stood up to leave. But instead I backed my ass to the hole and about 30 seconds of pounding resulted in a load groan and a salty load up my hole Load #1.5 Not a full load but kind of a load, after about an hour of nothing worth playing with, in walks a str8 beefy daddy with a hat salt and pepper hair and beard late 40s wearing jeans boots and a those fishing shirts redneck bubbas like to wear. He went into the booth with no gloryhole and didn't come out. I went in the booth next door and watched him in the peephole, didn't take him long to watch the movie and and work his average size 5inch cock to explosion. Seeing him shoot his load onto the bench and then leave, I decided to go lick it off the seat before spitting and working it into my hole. Load#2 tall Chubby bear with gotee mid40s with gayish hair style, but 6.5 average cut cock came into my booth, and didn't take me long to suck him hard, before he bent me forward and went to town to breed my hole, took about 3 mins before I got his load. Load #3: Now that my ass was nice and lubed up with some loads, I found myself in another gloryhole booth, when a 40s chubby male was working on his thick 6 incher, I motioned for him to stick it thru and I went to town sucking it thru the hole. Wasn't two minutes before I stand up and back my ass onto it. I fucked myself against the hole for a minute or two until I heard the moan from the adjoining booth as well as the flexing of his cock exploding in my hole. Ended up going to the theatre part of the store had a couple tugs and sucks with some average guys but no loads. Load #4: waiting in the theatre I was approached by a chubby 50's bald clean shaven daddy, he had a nice round belly and a thick uncut 5 incher. I was perfect eye level with it as I sucked him hard sitting in a chair. I took a chance and stood up and bent over hoping he would fuck me, and he sure did. Pounded my hole hard as I bent over the chair for a good five minutes. Drew a bit of a crowd, as he was very vocal when he finally bred my hole. Load#5, went back to the gloryhole boothes where I saw a 60s gruff looking construction daddy with a white bushy mustache and 5 o clock shadow. After he wouldn't go into the other side of a gloryhole booth, I was able to coax him into going into a booth with me in it. He was a great kisser and he had a hairy chest, I got down and engulfed his 5 incher average cut cock for a couple minutes. Went back up for some kissing before I backed my cum filled ass on his cock. He started to get soft after a minute of fucking. I went back down on my knees and was able to suck him to completion while working his nipples. I was also able to taste the other loads from my hole on his cock. Load #6: Back to the theatre, i watched a older daddy 60s with white mustache and average dadbod build and 7.5 inch cut cock getting sucked on a couch. I watched for a bit before the cocksucker got tired and offered the Purdy cock to me. I got down on my knees and started sucking it and was deep throating it for a good 5 minutes. The previous cocksucker was now getting sucked by another bystander and started advocating for my guy to fuck me. My guy stood up, and I bent over the couch and he started fucking me with a nice rhythm for a few minutes. The group next to us started to cum very loudly which sped up my daddy and sent him over the edge which resulted in another load for my hole. Load #7 Beefy 50s salt and peppered goteed bald daddy with nice ball belly and bubble ass followed me into another booth. We starting to run out of time and i hate to waste my load in my hand, so he seemed like a nice daddy for me to breed. I starting making out with him for a good while as I was playing with his nipples and hairy chest. He bent over and started sucking my cock as I started to finger his hole. He stood up after a few minutes and before I could fuck him, he had me on my knees sucking his cock. Wasn't sucking more than 30 seconds and he was shooting his load down my throat. No fuck though. Load#8 was out of time and headed out when I saw a hot redneck beefy late 50s married daddy with white close cropped beard in blue jeans and boots coming out a big pickup and walking in. I suddenly had a few more minutes. He went into the first gloryhole booth and I followed suit in the one adjoining. He didn't do anything when I offered to suck, so I decided to stick my cock thru. He instantly started sucking my 7.5 cut cock down and was doing a good job, but it takes my forever to shoot from oral. I told him to let me see that ass. He dropped his jeans and presented his ass to the gloryhole. I was able to work it in nice and slow and open it up, this daddy has taken cock before cause he started fucking himself hard raw and quick pressing against the hole. About three minutes of backing up on my cock I bred that beefy ass of his with my three day dirty load. I withdrew and waited for his mouth to clean it off. He cleaned my cock up and I left full loaded and relieved.

All or Nothing: On my way home from visiting my gf in London I chanced across an advert for something to do with homeless people, it was one of these that had a photo of a guy attached and a brief short story. I don't know if it was staged photo or not but he looked homeless, dirty face, tangled, unkempt hair, beard. Not ugly but wasn't what society considered attractive (a feeling I knew all too well and often as a result the kind of guy I gravitated to for the hope of some fun). His story read that he was homeless, sick, had done nothing wrong, lost his home, couldn't find work.....wait a minute, sick?? Suddenly a light went off in my dark perverse mind. I was always drawn to the darkest, nastiest, even grossest men on sites for raw encounters and more and this was maybe the ultimate dark perversion in raw breeding fun. There's a good chance a homeless guy wouldn't be medicated but I wasn't am idiot, just cause a guy is homeless doesn't make him either gay or willing to fuck a guy. I needed a plan. I decided London was the best choice, biggest city near me and surely a sizable homeless community. I started by visiting a few homeless shelters looking for my 'boyfriend' who might have gone missing, this led me to a couple of small communities of gay guys who looked out for their own on the streets, some promising individuals but all lacked something, an air of sickness, a potential for filth, something. I told them my bf was a PNP boy (a term I'd learnt on the sites I perused) and they directed me to a park in Brixton where a guy named Des frequented but was warned he was very rough. Hopes soared! I made my way to the park in question, hung around for about 3 hours and soon eyed the prize, cautiously I made my way to a guy under a tree smoking a rollie and stopped dead in my tracks. This guy was disgusting!

I was in NYC last week I was there to see some broadway shows I went on sniffies for a brief moment I was hit on by a young usher He was at the show Wicked He asked if I was free. Yes but it had to be quick because we both were going to a 1 pm show. In a few minutes he was at my door He was extremely cute and was wearing his black usher uniform. He got undressed quickly and had a wonderful dick. I sucked him a little and he was feeling my ass. He them spit on my ass and went right in. He said he only fucked bare. In a few minutes he grew quicker and i could feel him cum Boy did he cum He then said he had a girlfriend but he occasionally liked an older ass to fuck.I asked him his age and he said 22. He dressed quickly and said if he had time he might hit me up again. That never happened but. I went to my show with his cum dripping out of me

Quick pump and dump during lunch hour left my hole with 2 extra loads from a hot builder on his break. came by and I was already in my jock and my hole had a load that my partner deposited before leaving the house. he had a nice 8", cut and very thick cock and since we never discussed statuses or condoms I knew it was going to be raw. I dropped to my knees to free his cock and took him in my mouth all the way, smelling his man scent and sweat which drove me wild. he kept moaning and telling me what a good cocksucker I am and if I do a good job he's gonna spread the news to all his coworkers (yay for me!) soon after he pushed me off his cock, I assumed the position and presented my hole and he dove right in with his tongue, as he was tasting my man cum in me he asked how many loads I have in me and I told him just 1 for now, sir. That got him wild and he repositioned himself on top me and just rammed his cock all the way in. i love the feeling of being used and he definitely knew how to use a slut. he went on like that for about 15 minutes till he announced he was going to breed my cunt and soon after I felt that wonderful warmth being spread in my hole. it was a HUGE load and it felt like he was just shooting for a min, he saw my surprise look and just told me that he has hyperspermia and that he can shoot several times in a row. He pulled out and I had trouble to keep in all in me so I asked him to plug my hole as I clean his cock, tasting his sweet cum and my ass juices (YUM!) That got him hard again and soon after I was on my back as he pulled out the plug and shoving back his rock hard cock! This time it was even rougher fuck and it was a race for him to cum since he had to get back to work till he again announced that he was cumming. The second time was even more intense and it felt like he was never going to stop shooting cum in me. Honestly it felt like I was bred by at least 10 men (and I know that feeling lol) when he finally stopped shooting his enormous load he just laid on top me kissing as his cock deflated and plopped out of my hole. he immediately shoved back the plug and told me to keep his babies as I went on back to clean his cock from all the cum. i was feeling exhausted and so full of cum and I just love it!!! as he left he told me he's definitely gonna be stopping by more and that he's definitely gonna share me with the rest!

Let a guy bareback me the other night, but he had to fuck me in his walk in closet because his girlfriend was sleeping in the living room. He fucked me so hard in that closet and without saying a single word shot his load in me. Then I shot mine on his face and licked it off. We didn't wake her, which I thought was nice. Next time I'm making him breed me in their bed though. Fuck the closet.

Prelude: As a guy I've failed in life, growing up I fancied guys and girls, particularly a boy in my class but to avoid the ridicule I kept it to myself. I did the expected thing, found myself a girlfriend, didn't last, found another, same result. Around 20 I found Gaydar and despite the plethora of opportunities I never saw myself as attractive (skinny and spotty) so my entire gay exploration involved a single meet with a guy, brief suck, hand job and him cumming over my chest. By my late 20's I met a woman, ended up married in my early 30's we played out our lives but it was ultimately boring. I hovered around the gay sites on occasion often drawn to the darker aspects like bareback and HIV+ guys, met 2 older gentlemen who were nudists but my fears led to a half-baked lie and I left their home before anything could happen. I eventually cheated on her with another woman, she found out (or maybe I subconsciously let her?) and I ended up a bachelor alone. Perhaps this was my time to explore guys?

Exploration, Covid-Stalled & Adventure: Fast forward to late-2019 I had settled in my new flat, was finally ready to take the plunge in the raw and kinky worlds of BBRT, Recon and NKP. Had found several guys who were interested, my desires into the darker aspects diminished as I realised more men were medicated than ever before but I still wanted it raw but I of course hesitated then of course the dreaded C hit, the world locked down, I ended up in my flat for another year just looking and not doing much. Once the dust settled and we all emerged I found myself a little chubbier than I had been and my semi-receding hairline was in full swing, in short, if I didn't consider myself attractive in my youth I certainly didn't now! Nevertheless I was determined to find something. A couple of promising meets fizzled out and more guys wanted either experience or younger, I was neither! Dejected I went back to what society expected of me, found a woman, dated, hadn't moved in yet but was becoming serious. But by now the gnawing at the back of my mind as a teen had become an unexplored, all-consuming just. I wasn't looking for a boyfriend or husband, I was just absolutely desperate for cock and cum, the darker and riskier the better. Then, the bow finally broke.

A lot of people think that the muscovite is jockeying for the tax breaks. Me, I think he has something else in mind much bigger. I think he’s laying the groundwork for an eventual presidential run himself with a side step in a high-powered position in the convicted felon’s administration.

I love doing that to the bottom I’m about to breed. I’ll have them get into 69 position and go down on my cock, their ass will be in my face and I’ll eat them out, taste the inside of their ass, get them nice and wet with spit and all the while my cock will be wicked hard, I swear I gain more than another half inch in length and girth when I’m rimming a sweet ass .

Being really pedantic here, but Malaysia, and Indonesia adopted Islam way before the colonial era. The people were definitely Hindu and Buddhist before the adoption of Islam. This is evidenced by 1. Candi Prambanan, ('candi' originally coming from the word 'chaitya') which is the temple dedicated to Brahma, one of the rare temples dedicated to this deity. 2. Candi Mendut, a Mahayana temple dedicated to Vairocana, Avalokitesvara, and Vajrapani. 3. Candi Plaosan, Borobudur, and the thousands of Hindu temples in Bali. There are hundreds of loanwords from Sanskrit. But, the Islamisation of Malaysia and Indonesia occurred with Arab, Persian, and Gujarati and Tamil Muslim traders coming to the area, from the 900s onwards. The Malacca Sultanate from 1400 onwards, and the various Sultanates really sped up the adoption of Islam way before the Portuguese and Dutch came to trade in the Spice Islands. Also, Bali is majority Hindu, and has been so since the 1400s as well. All in all, to say that Islam has been entrenched here for quite a long while. The modern interpretation of Islam is what I was talking about with the two countries becoming increasingly conservative, and anti LGBTQ,

Once my cherry was popped there was no desire to ever go back to covered cock. It had to be raw, and I’ve never asked a top to pull out. I expect Him to cum inside me. If a top wants to fuck using a condom, I’ll work him over hard to ditch the condom and breed me. Only exception I make is seriously hung safe-only tops. Any other average size safe only tops can find another hole to fuck.

I'd be hard pressed to say I've ever met a barebacker who went back to safe once they went raw.

To be sure the US was formed when global thinking was in "find and conquer" mode. It is clearly recorded in human history how consistently violent our species has proven to be. Does this mean we can seek and choose a more cooperative and peaceful coexistence? Yes, of course we can; and I submit our quarter of a millennia US experiment documents that effort. There is never, ever going to be a time we can change our past. Many will try to forget or make up stories about our past. But our actual path, the story of what actually happened is fact. There is lots of revisionist history, perhaps to try to explain a transition from our innate violence. None of us is solely responsible for our present state. But our present state is something that can be accurately described, and where we can make better if imperfect choices. It won't happen automatically though. Each one of us needs to make that decision of doing "the next right thing". And when most of us chooses that, we seem to do better.

I think "major freeloader" is waaaaay too gentle term. The North American Continent was invaded by "pale-faced" people, the first of which were befriended by the Native American peoples. When enough of my forbears had arrived, they proceeded to hunt down, murder or otherwise eradicate the indigenous folks that had lived on this continent for millennia. The few indigenous that managed to escape the wholesale slaughter were rounded up, forced onto what was then deemed "useless" land, and left to fend for themselves, which basically remains the case down to this very day. Of course, that outrage against humanity was followed up with the importation, enslavement of a race of people that has, at certain times, at least been acknowledged and some attempts at amelioration made, with further redress coming mostly from the flapping lips of those who at least give lip-service to the issue. "Freeloader" is far too kind a word to use regarding this eradication of an entire population.

@nananan you're concluding the government already abused them. Which is an interesting comment in the current public discourse. Mr T of course has already stated he wants to use the military to take care of anyone HE (not the rest of us necessarily) deems undesirable. Our control of course comes in WHO we select to govern. And thankfully it is because we elect, hopefully, a diverse set of legislators that we get the beneficial effects of averaging. It is more difficult for extreme positions to prevail in this situation. The part of the public discourse that is underplayed I believe is this whole "freedom" thing. It was never meant that we can do whatever we want. That opens up extremists to do whatever they want (cue MTG). The freedom the "freedom" party (if Republicans are, actually, that) advocates is that fifty percent of the population is incapable about making decisions about their own body. The domain that is us, as individuals, should remain able to believe, think and do with our bodies whatever we want. The domain that is what we DO to others, to maintain a healthy society, needs guardrails. The other part of the public discourse which troubles me is what we SAY. Thankfully it isn't laws so much as public pressure that tends to control this. Of course, this is first amendment stuff...

As a versatile fisting bottom, I cannot go past guys that have been used & worked over for extended periods with their holes so loose, sloppy & full of piss, cum & lube. Especialy full of crisco to get my face into, snort around, eating them out. Never say no to someone eatting me out at the same time. Sloppy used cunts, to die for😜😜😜.

I was contemplating Trump winning election but, something happens, to remove him from office & Vance after being groomed to step right in. Either way, I believe that Trump is being used as a fall guy for someone way, way more sinister & disastrous for the United States & the rest of the world.

Oh, I'm not saying the Branch Davidian thing wasn't an abuse of power. But my point is that they were armed, and it did them absolutely no good. People who think the second amendment is really about being able to face down a hostile government military are clueless twits: the military could obliterate every one of them without any loss of life on the government's side, if it so chose. The second amendment today is really about small-dicked insecure boy-men wanting a substitute penis that shoots bullets in rapid fire rather than semen, to prop up their fragile egos. That sounds great until you start to implement it. Which activities call for voluntarism, and which ones get covered by the general public/pool? 12,000 people die every year falling down stairs, with many, many thousands more injured, many requiring hospitalization for broken limbs, etc. Do we require "voluntarism" pools for everyone who needs to go to the second story of a building without an elevator? Why, or why not? At what level do we deem risk great enough to exclude it from coverage under general policies, and require those who take that risk to seek separate coverage or risk sharing?

Correct. There's still some legal debate as to what a "natural born citizen" is (does it mean citizen from birth, as most experts believe, or does it mean citizen born on US soil?). But Musk fits neither definition. Separately, I don't think Musk wants to be president, at least not of this country. It's too much like real work.

Same here, once I took that first load, I never played safe again.

He probably had hyperspermia. It's a real thing. Some of the videos are amazing. Lots of it on Twitter. Would love to suck off a guy like that or take his load in my ass.

Shouldn’t be an issue to meet up and get balls deep inside him. Undetectable is untransmissible. U=U. You can also go onto prep if you’re trying to be extra careful about that. I’ve done it probably few hundred times and never caught it. I guess it’s just a matter of the guy being truly undetectable, but it’s rare for tops to catch it…but nothings 100% safe unless you abstain or cover up. That just doesn’t feel good and not a great way to live your life. Fucking bare feels so much better.

Getting Away – Part 6 Matt hears the music begin for the DJ Mardi Gras party. Matt heads towards the pool to find Paul and their stuff. Matt gets to the pool and sees their cooler next to a couple of the bears. He sits down, makes a drink, and asks if they’ve seen Paul. They say Paul left with a few guys about a half hour ago. They ask where Matt was and he says, “I met some new friends in the pool. We went to spend some time together.” They all laugh and one of the bears calls him a slut, but in a good-natured/envious tone. As Matt drinks his drink, he looks around and the pool area has mostly thinned out. Matt says, “This place is almost empty. Did everyone pair off to fuck?” One of the bears says, “Ha. Slut. No. Most of the guys are having dinner and getting ready for the party tonight.” Matt blushes a bit at his assumption that everyone was doing what he was doing. The guys say the party can get a bit wild and that some of their friends who have an RV set up close to the party usually have beer and a small bar. Matt asks if he can bring something and they say, “Bring whatever you and Paul want to drink and they’ll keep it for you.” The bears say, “Come by our campsite in a about an hour and we can head over together.” They clean up their area. The bears head back to their campsite. Matt carries the cooler back to the cabin. He sees a guy on their porch and says hi. The dude is smoking weed and is clearly high as fuck. Matt hears Paul say “I’m cumming” from inside the cabin. Matt smiles. He asks the dude on the porch, “What’s up?” The guy on the porch says, “I came already so I came out here to smoke some more while Paul fucks my friend.” High dude, speaking as much to himself as to Matt, continues, “Dude fucks bareback. No judgment, but damn. I got head from Jay while your dude was rearranging his ass. I love getting fucked and fucking but I only do it with condoms dude, ya know?” Matt just nods along. Jay and Paul come out. High dude offers the joint to them. Paul takes a puff, Jay takes a puff and Matt passes and the joint goes back to High dude. Paul introduces Matt to Jay who says, “Nice to meet you. I saw you in the pool earlier. You’re sexy. The guys I know say you are popular too.” Jay smiles and says, “Bottom to bottom. Don’t steal all the tops. We gotta get fucked too.” Matt laughs and says, “Sounds like you just got fucked.” Jay says, “Paul is a great fuck. I could do that again any time.” High dude says, “Jay you’re such a slutty cum dumpster man.” Paul says, “And he swallowed your load. Maybe show some gratitude.” Jay, Paul and Matt step away from High dude, clearly not liking what they are hearing. Jay apologetically says, “A lot of my friends think like this. I mean we all have sex right, but a bottom who has sex is somehow sluttier.” Matt says, “I feel that guys judge me more because I’m a bottom that likes to have sex.” Paul says, “I judge you both and rate you very highly.” Jay collects High Dude and heads out. As they are leaving Jay turns and says, “Hey can we keep this between us. I don’t want my friends to lecture me this weekend.” Paul says, “I never kiss and tell. Except Matt. He knows all.” Matt shrugs and says, “Secret is safe with me dude.” Matt and Paul go inside. Matt tells Paul the plan for liquor and the party. Paul finds a joint left behind by the guys. They go back on the porch to smoke it. Paul asks Matt if he had fun and Matt gives a few details. Paul shares a bit too. Matt tells Paul what the high dude said about fucking bareback. Paul says, “Yeah he caused a bit of a scene. For a dude that gets high, he was kind of an aggressive dick.” They finish the joint and head out, clean up, shower, and change for the party. Matt has changed into sneakers and some small blue shorts, the half shirt/jersey from earlier. Paul is in an open button down and shorts. Matt compliments Paul's shorts. Usually Paul wears cargo shorts, but tonight his shorts show off Paul’s nice thighs. Matt says, “Been a while since we’ve fucked huh? As much as these guys are fun. I miss our sex.” Paul grabs Matt’s hand and says, “Me too. I love how you love getting fucked. Later tonight maybe?” Matt says, “After the party? I want to dance.” Paul says, “Sounds good.” And almost as if this nice moment slips past the guys, Matt says, “But I don’t want to limit you tonight. You find some ass, go get it.” Paul chuckles and says, “You too.”

I went to Berlin Fickstutenmarkt at Folsom Europe in September as a mare. I eventually got fucked by 16 guys (presumably different but I have no real idea). Sounds like a lot but most were very short fucks. Sometimes only a couple of thrusts before moving on to the next hole! I reckon only a couple of the fucks lasted more than 30 secs. While I ticked this off my bucket list, overall it was a somewhat disappointing experience. I can't understand why they hold it on the actual day of the Folsom Europe Saturday street fair. It should be on the Sunday. Or the Friday night. Consequently it wasn't a packed event. And despite the many rules and regulations around how mares are managed and offered to tops, none of that seemed to be followed. It was a race to grab the slings and other good spots. And those bottoms at the front of the queue were then very aggressive and rude in protecting their spots and warning others to get away so as not to compete with them or their friends in the the first room. I was in the larger second room and it took quite a while for some of the tops to make it in there and start servicing the mares there. And numbers seemed to dwindle after a couple hours so they shut the second room down and moved those of us left into the bar area and first room. Would have been better if everyone was in that larger second room to stat with. Though, the furniture there possibly wasn't best suited to being th main room. I stayed as long as I could, around 4 hours, but it was pretty boring waiting 10 minutes or so in the dark, before a 15-20 second anonymous fuck, then nothing again for another 10-15 minutes. Anyway, I guess at least I've done it now. lab oratory on the Thursday naked night was so much better. With several hundred naked guys fucking all over the place as far as the eyes could see. Got fucked by four guys, all decent extended fucks, including one aggressive deep fucker who was inside me for about 45 mins in a public gynecologist chair as streams of guys walked past, touching me and appreciating the show! 😋 Good times! 😁

Last week I got a text from one of the guys. He said him and a couple of his friends and heading over to the same motel. He was wondering if I wanted to play. I said absolutely. A couple days later in the eairly afternoon he told me he is here and the room number. I got ready took a couple viagra just in case and headed over. I saw a few motorcycles in the parking lot as I parked. Knocked on the door and someone opened it. I saw three big hairy guys in naked in leather chaps and vests sitting on the couch stroking each other. I looked at the guy that opend the door and said I said wow you guys look hot. One of them got up and said come sit and have a beer. The room smelled like leather, beer and cigars. I sat in between two guys and the rest were sitting in the chairs. We talked a bit and passed a pipe to me to smoke some stuff. After a few minutes of talking I saw the guy next to me stroking his cock and the other one grabbed my legg hard then rubbed my legg. I was already getting hot. I leaned over to the hard cock and started to suck it. The other pulled my leggs so I was laying flat across his lap as I was sucking. I felt my sweat pants get pulled down as he slapped my ass then rubbed it. I just kept sucking. Then one sitting on a chair said enough of this shit got up grabbed my arm and pulled me to the floor grabbing my other arm dragged me over to the bed. Picked me up and threw me on the bed and pulled my sweat pants off. He grabbed my tee-shirt and ripped it off me pulled my leggs apart pulled my ass up and shoved his face in my ass. His grip on my ass as he spread them wide was so hard it hurt as he shoved his tongue was deep in my hole. I felt the bed move and the others were on it rubbing my back as I was getting rimmed. Someone sat by my head pulling my hair so I had my head lifted to suck. During this I heard someone say get the stuff. But as I was sucking the smell of his leather chaps got me got and sucked the best I could. I felt the guy rimming me stop as I felt cold stuff on my hole then a finger went in deep as it burned like hell. Heard some chuckles as they said he going to get et loose. All of a sudden felt like a pole was at my hole it was so hard as it slowly pushed in heard him moan as it went deep and I just laid my head on the guy I was sucking on his lap. Took his cock so deep and was it was feeling great I moaned. Then the pounding started! He pounded for some time as others were saying things. My head was lifted to suck. I tried to suck but the pounding was hard my head kept bouncing into the guys stomach. Someone started shoving pillows under my hips as someone stood over me on the bed and pulled my hips so the pillows were under me. Then the pounding continued till I heard a growl and heavy breathing. He pulled out started sucking more and felt precum and a moan has my head was pushed down till I gagged and almost puked. He moaned as his hand was on my head grabbed a handful of hair as my mouth got filled. He let go as he was breathing hard and rubbing my head and said don't move as I tasted and felt a stream of piss filling my mouth. I drank it all. He got off and walked away. I looked back and saw a big muscle one come up to me turned me over on my back lifted my leggs and said now my turn! He positioned his cock, pushed in as he grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him as he shoved his cock deep. He squeezed my neck so tight as he pumped hard I couldn't breathe. I gasp as it made him hotter he pounded so hard then he said he likes this he's hard as he pumped harder. He let go and I blew a small load as the rush hit me. He then moaned and blew a load in me pulled out and walked away. I heard one say I want that cock I'm me as I saw one of them grabbing him and pushed him over on me. As I layed there with this heavy guy laying on me he was getting fucked by one of them. We kissed as he was getting pounded for a while. When it was over he climbed to my head squated over my face and was told to suck it out. So I licked and got my lips around his hole and sucked as much cum out of it. He got off and I laid there recovering as they were talking, drinking and smoking cigars. I was sore as hell. But felt great. I was just laying there and one got up took his leather stuff off and threw them at me. He told me to put them on so I got the chaps on 2 times the size of me. The vest was hugh but got them on. Was told to stand by them so I did and one tied the side laces tighter. They said hot as fuck come sit and have a drink with us. So after a few minutes of drinking then smoking I was having a good time. I saw the time was about 11 and said wow time flies when having fun. They asked you have to go? I said im good till late tomorrow. One guy said excellent i want to fuck a few times. I laughed and said me too. He said great. We want to party the whole weekend. I said sounds fun. One said get on all fours here i want to see your ass in those chaps. So I did, he got up stroking and got to his knees and slid in my wet worn hole. He pumped for some time as the others stroked and watched someone had his foot hard on my head and made me lick his boots as I was getting pounded. He blew a load and as the foot got off my head I crawled up to him to suck him. Another guy got to my ass and stuck a few fingers in me as he said my hole is pouring out cum as they laughed. He got a lot of fingers in then asked for a cigar and he fucked my hole with his cigar for a bit. I got pulled off the cock and turned around to sit on it as I sat on it one got up and sucked me as I layed back on the guy I was sitting on. He nibbling my neck and ears got me hard as fuck. I got pushed off and was told to fuck this guy sitting next to us. He turned on the couch and stuck his ass up so I fucked him. I lasted maybe 2 minutes..lol Sat back down and grabbed my beer. I drank more. One brought out a laptop and we watched some gay gangbang porn for a long time. I was told to smoke and drink while watching. Had to be an hour or more. Then one got up and said I need to fuck walked to me pulled my arm as the others got up and pushed me towards the bed. I got pushed to my back then I felt my arms pulled as I heard on say I got the cord. Did something under the bed but then I felt cord wrapped around my wrists as they tied my arms wide. Then my leggs were tied to my wrists so they were up and wide. They stood there stroking as they were looking at me. Then one by one fucked me again. I asked to get untied it was getting painful but told to shut up as the pounding continued. I got nervous when I saw a knife but he just cut the cords off me. I was done. It had a be a couple of hours. I just laid there in good pain but exhausted. One came o er took off the leathers as I fell asleep. I woke up later and between two naked guys that were sleeping next to me and i looked at the room it was dark and saw the others on a mattress on the floor. I was so beat i feel back to sleep. I woke to someone rubbing my ass and leggs. When i opened my eyes to see he was laying on his side rubbing me. I said good morning he shush me as he continued. Then I felt a finger in my hole then two. He pulled out and continued rubbing my ass and leggs. I looked over on the other side the guy was still in deep sleep. I felt the guy rubbing me move as he pulled me away from the other and he rolled on me and felt his cock slide in he pumped slowly not to wake the others. I had my head turned looking at the other guy as he was sleeping. Then heard a quite moan as i felt him throbbing and rolled off. I just laid there for sometime I saw the sun was out and was bright. Then heard someone say wake up you fuckers. One by one they got up. One was getting dressed and said ill get breakfast and he left. I heard a motorcycle ride off. The other guy sleeping next to me said how are you? I said good, I slept well till I got fucked this morning. He said he's a horny fucker.. I giggled. As I rolled to my back he grabbed my cock and balls and squeezed them and said you have fun? I said definitely. He said we want to do this again in a few months. I said ok just let me know. He grabbed my head and brought me into a kiss then heavy tongue action as he moved on top of me. I wrapped my leggs around him as I felt his hard cock slide in and pumped away. The other guy laid on his side watching. I saw one guy standing and stroking as he watched. As soon as I got a load the other came and slid in and pumped hard as fuck. I had my leggs on his shoulders as I got another load. All I heard was someone saying great morning. It was then I heard a motorcycle and then the guy was carrying food. He said what the fuck guys, as he saw everyone on the bed. One said drop a load before you eat. He stripped and walked over lifted my leggs and started to eat my hole. I heard him sucking my hole stood up with a hard on and gave me a load. We all sat at the table and couch to eat. One made the crap coffee but I needed it. We talked for a long time and they invited me to see them at their clubhouse. They have slings, crosses and benches and all kinds of things. I said that sounds good. But it's 5 hours away. They said make a weekend out of it there are others that would like you too. I agreed After I got in the shower to clean up and one came in to piss looked at me and said want to drink? So I sat on the toilet and sucked him till he filled my belly with piss. I got up showered and dressed. As I walked out they said their good byes. I got in my car and saw it was 4pm when I finally left.

Showed up at his place and he told me to strip down. He led me to a back bedroom that was set up as his play area. He told me to get in the sling and get comfortable. He excused himself for a few while I got into the sling. When he returned, he asked if I wanted anything to loosen up. I replied yes and he opened his bag and pulled out a pipe. He handed it to me and said go for it. As I started blowing clouds, he began lubing up my ass. Without saying anything, he reached over grabbed a butt plug, sprinkled some powder on it, and started to push it in. It was bigger than I am used to so he massaged it until it popped in. After letting me smoke for a few minutes, he took the pipe and started strapping my arms and legs into the sling. Only thing he said to me while he was doing it was I don’t want you to touch yourself while you are getting fisted. About this time, everything started to kick in and all I wanted to do was touch myself. He slowly started to pull the butt plug out. The popping sound and the feeling when it came out took my breath away. He asked me if I was ready and I moaned yes. He gave me a big hit of poppers and started. He slid one, two, and then more fingers into me. When he reached the first stopping point, he worked his hand in and out. He told me to breathe a few time and just relax. The moment his hand slid in, my body shivered and I had an instant feeling of pleasure. He spent the next 30 minutes working my ass over. The guy was a man of few words. When he was done fisting me, he stood up and slid his dick in me. He started fucking me and after a few minutes began to grunt and pound me as he dropped his load in me. He unhooked me and I got out of the sling. He offered me the pipe again, which I didn’t refuse, and took some big hits before I left. When I went to the bathroom to clean up, I logged onto BBRTS since I knew I was going to still be high and horny when I left. I got dressed and headed out.

In what seemed like a blink, Dale entered the room and decked the lookalike that Brock had met at the entrance of the building. The man Brock had thought was his uncle. The man who had been so eager to get Brock's dick in him this morning. The imposter crumpled to the floor clutching his nose, which was bleeding profusely. Brock was caught off guard and shrunk back from the two men. Dr. Shah stood on reflex, seemingly more to protect his supplies than to intervene in the altercation. Dale turned to Brock and winced at the look on his nephew's face - watching someone lose trust in you in real time is never pleasant. "Sorry I'm late, bud." Dale offered. "What. The fuck. Is going on?" Brock asked with icy pointedness, still distancing himself from Dale and his doppelganger. "Brock, meet my brother Rod. My twin brother Rod," Dale said with an unamused dryness. Dale nudged Rod with the toe of his boot, rolling his brother a bit onto his back. As he rolled, his shirt rode up in the front and Brock noticed the conspicuous absence of a scorpion tattoo where Dale's was on his lower abdomen. "I'd planned for you to meet your dad a little differently," Dale said. The statement seemed more intended for Rod than Brock. "What is he doing here? What's going on?" Brock's brain itched a little when Rod was referred to as his dad. As though he couldn't figure out where to comfortably put that information in his brain. "The fuck did you tell him?" Dale's attention was back on Rod. Something was seething under the surface of his tone. Brock was pretty sure they crossed the line of "dysfunctional" long before this moment, but he got the impression that even if the brothers' sexual proclivities were "traditional," this family wouldn't even approach the realm of functional. "We just got in here, I was telling him about Dr. Shah," Rod forced out around his potentially broken nose. Dale looked to Brock, seemingly for confirmation and Brock nodded back tentatively. "We're here to get you tested, bud. To be absolutely certain the virus took. And if it did, to ensure it's my strain that you've got." Dale said matter of factly. Dale shot a withering glance at his brother. "As for why he's here, i suppose he thinks this is about him." "I got sick. I haven't had sex with anyone but you. Of course I got your strain," Brock sputtered. Realizing that wasn't quite true as of a few minutes ago. "Of course this is about me!" Rod shouted incredulously. "He's my kid!" "We have to be 100% certain," Dale said with a tone of finality, "because..." "Because you're dying," Dr. Shah finished for him. "Unless you start meds." A somber silence sat on the room like a lazy cat in the sun. Brock sat down on the exam table. Dale broke the silence by beginning to explain about the Scorpion Society. The basics, unbeknownst to Dale, Brock already knew. "The society was founded by the viral descendants of the first known case of HIV in North America. We have tasked ourselves with preserving the purity of the first strain. We do that by enforcing a strict hierarchy based on how far removed a person is from that strain." "The current Jarls are direct recipients of that first strain. Their role is to convert others by passing their strain along and coaching those who receive it. Those who keep their strain pure and unmedicated are eligible to be Thanes. Those who go on meds are welcome as citizens. Those who receive their strain from Thanes are also welcome as citizens regardless of meds. Anyone converted by citizens or outsiders is too far removed from the first strain and is not welcome." "Dale and I are both Jarls," Rod chimed in. He pulled the collar of his muscle shirt down to show off his orange scorpion tattoo on his left pec. "Dale runs the local nest. I run a nest up in Chicago." "So, what happens if a Jarl has to step down?" Brock asked, the gears beginning to turn. "Normally, the Thanes keep the nest running until everyone can be re-homed," Dale replied. "But in the case of my nest, the power vacuum left in my absence could threaten the entire Society." "So, where do I factor in?" Brock realized this question still had not been answered. Dale turned to Dr. Shah, who had finished prepping supplies and was wheeling a metal table over toward Brock. "I research viral heredity, Brock. In theory, infection under the right circumstances could result in a viral strain that is substantially similar enough to the existing Jarls that we can make a case for succession," Dr. Shah explained, "circumstances like if the strain passed to a close relative of an existing Jarl." "You want me to be in charge!?" Brock's heart was pounding in his temples and his ears were ringing even before he was consciously aware of the implications. "One step at a time, bud," Dale reassured him, "first things first, we need to confirm you're poz. But eventually, yes. That is the general idea." Dr. Shah was putting on exam gloves. Brock was unfazed by needles. In fact, he'd kind of always been fascinated by them. When he was younger he used to delight in watching his veins pop up distal to the tourniquet. His favorite nurse at his pediatricians office had always made it a a race, commentating on them like it was NASCAR or something. Dr. Shah had no trouble finding a suitable vein. Brock had been so wrapped up listening to the three men in the room talk about this undertaking that he'd been oblivious to the fact that he was well on his way to a raging erection. He blamed the sudden attention from the handsome doctor. Dr. Shah talked Brock through every step in the process as he sanitized his arm and prepared to insert the needle. The doctor's experience was evident, as Brock didn't even feel the stick. He only knew it happened because he watched it. Despite the lack of sensation, the whole thing felt very erotic to Brock. Brock observed as his blood - his presumably extremely viral blood - crept its way from the needle to the waiting vials. Brock's erection was now full mast, even beginning to throb. He could already feel his precum soaking through his briefs and making his jeans damp. When Dr. Shah had the blood he needed, he quickly placed samples in several places. Brock looked around the room and could see that his uncle rock hard and also making a mess of the front of his jeans. Rod had pulled the waistband of his shorts down and pulled his dick out of the pouch of his jock and was openly stroking, his precum making excellent lube. Dr. Shah returned to the side of the exam table, his own bulge very noticeable in his khaki chinos. "Now, let us get to work on the other sample," Dr. Shah said, a thread of lust running through his voice as he began to unbuckle his belt.

my record for drinking cum is 26 loads. the record for my ass is 3 times that

I was browsing Grindr, not having much luck. I talked to multiple men, some I had met before, others I had not. None were accepting my offer of a hole to breed. Frustrated, I put my phone down and moved to my PC, planning on finding porn and using a toy for the evening. I started with bbrt, hoping for someone to take an interest. Signing in, my inbox was as good as useless; CumUnion and a non-starter "Oink!" message. Shifting my attention to the quick connect ads, I felt my eyes light up. "NEED LOOSE HOLE - HMU." I knew I had to message him, no matter the profile attached. I looked anyway. Clicking his profile name, I saw a man I couldn't resist. A muscle bear who enjoyed fisting and poz verbal. Same age as me, versatile and claimed a big dick, though had no dick pic. I didn't care about the lack of picture, as his being into fisting was enough, no matter his size. His face and body pictures showed an attractive man with great definition and plenty of body hair. I sent a message before I checked his entire profile, hoping I'd catch his attention and he'd want me. I was slim, stubbled and handsome. Not a twink, but not too far from the label. Tall, hairy and slightly muscled. Cub or otter, I couldn't say myself, but confident. While I waited for a reply, I continued looking at the man's profile. Very little detail apart from the fact that he was HIV positive. The line about poz verbal made more sense to me, then. I checked and rechecked his pictures, hoping he'd reply to the message I'd sent him. I checked the quick connect ad he'd posted a couple more times, along with my own profile and the message I'd sent him: "Loose hole looking." Had I been too direct? Should I have said "Hi" first? His reply came back within 15 minutes with an address and a phone number. I sent him a message, letting him know I was able to travel to him and I was still eager, that I'd set off to the address given within a few minutes. The man replied quickly, letting me know I'd be able to let myself in and that I should reply once I was outside his home and await instruction. I was already hard, but his message made my dick pulse. I got ready, ran down to my car and set off. The journey took me just over 30 minutes, when I check the time. I sent a fresh message to let my hook up know I was outside and awaiting his orders. I looked out my car window at the building. I was impressed, but surprised at the lack of security measures. No gates, open doors and apparently no one to challenge me just walking through the front door. My phone buzzed and I checked it immediately, excited for the meet I was about to have. "In the front door apt#2 on left door open strip inside come to bedroom listen for porn". My dick sprung up, I was ready for this. I got out of my car, walked to the front door, which was neither locked, nor manned and looked to the left. Apartment 2 was next to the main door and ajar. I walked towards it and pushed it open. Stepping inside, I closed it behind and began to strip. I slipped off my shoes, my jumper and t-shirt, followed by my jeans, socks and boxers. Stood naked in a stranger's hallway, I listened for the sound of porn. I could hear the sound of sex. Moans of a man in pleasure and a male voice talking to him, though I couldn't make out what was being said. I passed two doors and around a corner before I could see an open doorway and light projected on the wall in view. I could make out the voice, now. "You want my poz load? Fuck yeah. Take my dirty dick." Walking into the room, I saw the muscle bear in all his glory, sat on a wide, padded chair next to his bed. He was as handsome, muscular and hairy as his pictures showed. His legs were spread wide and his hand was working his hard dick, while he watched the pozzing porn on the screen behind me. I could barely believe my eyes, looking at his dick. He didn't lie, he was hung. Maybe not in length, but definitely in girth. I'd seen as long, but never as thick. "Get it wet, boy." He spoke to me, in a deep, sultry voice. I didn't wait to follow his instruction. I moved forward into the room, eyes glued to his member, and dropped to my knees in front of him. I leant forward and put my mouth over his head. My jaw was stretched and before I knew it, I had to wrap my lips around my teeth or I'd risk scratching him. "Good boy. You know how to treat a big dick, don't you?" He asked. I murmured assent, knowing he meant about my lips to avoid my teeth on his dick. I hadn't spoke a word to him, yet. That didn't matter, I knew I had to work his dick, or I'd regret it, despite his lack of threats. I felt his hands on the back of my head, gently pushing me down his shaft. I worked hard, bobbing back against the pressure he applied, getting my spit further and further down him, towards his balls. I cupped them, pulled at them softly and switched hands over again, hoping it'd be something he enjoyed. When I was allowed up for air, I gasped with strings of saliva connecting me back to his head. I used my hands to roll back his foreskin and spread my spit down to his balls. His dick glistened in the low light of the TV behind me. I spat on his dick and moved my mouth back onto him. "Fuck yes, boy. Dirty cunt," he said to me. I replied with a happy noise and continued my work. I was told I had to get him wet and so I would. "That's enough lube, get on the bed," I was told. Eyes watering, I did as I was told. I got off my knees, turned and climbed on his bed, taking my chance to look at the screen. It was a compilation video of pozzing scenes. I recognised most of them, they'd been around for years. "On your back, boy," I heard from behind me. I flipped myself over and raised my legs above my head, pulling my knees to my chest. I looked the man in charge in the eye and smiled at him. He smiled back. "Good boy," he said as he dropped to his knees. I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them apart, as he started to eat my hole. I moaned as he squeezed my cheeks and forced his tongue into my hole. "Fuck yes, Sir!" I shouted. I couldn't help myself. I was so turned on and he worked my hole so well. He pulled away to say "you like that, boy? You want that cunt worked open?" "Yes, please," I moaned back to him as he dove back between my cheeks. He stood back up and turned to his night stand. Picking up a brown bottle, he uncapped it, sniffed it, then offered it to me, before spitting directly down onto his dick and moving his hips forward. I took the bottle and sniffed like he did. I sniffed again, knowing the stretch I was about to feel with only spit. I felt his head at my hole, pushing forward. "Oh, god," I managed, as his thick member forced its way into me. I huffed the poppers again, trying to adjust before he fucked in earnest. "Oh fuck yes, good boy." "Thank you, Sir. You're so fucking thick, start slow please." I begged him. He was kind, he started slow. I huffed poppers as he slowly got me used to his girth and spat on his dick every few thrusts. Hearing the poz porn from the TV, and watching his body over me turned me on. I loved watching and feeling him spit on his dick while he was still inside me, getting me ready for what was to come. "You feel nice and loose now. You ready for my dick, boy?" He whispered into my ear. "Yes, please, sir. My hole's all yours, I'm ready for you," I replied to him, clinging to his body. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms around his torso. I could feel him starting to sweat, I was too. Our hair was starting to matt. He leaned back up, breaking my arms' grip. He spat in my face, to my delight. My dick pulsed and he chuckled, "Filthy cunt. Look at your dick. You've covered us both in pre-cum." I moaned back at him, as he thrust inside me, to the hilt. "Do you pre-cum?" I asked him. "Yeah I do. You like that? You like my poz pre-cum?" "Fuck yes, Sir!" I shouted back at him. "Give me more!" He laughed at me. "I knew you were a sleazy bottom. Are you on PreP, boy?" "No, Sir." I stated, still moaning around the words. "Good boy. You gonna take my loads tonight? I'm not on meds." "Yes, Sir. I want your toxic dick! I want your loads. Give it to me!" The verbal I'd been watching for years burst out of me. I'd always enjoyed it, but never knew I'd commit to it so wholeheartedly. "Fuck yes, boy. I was hoping you'd want my gift." He started to pound me and I started to moan like a bitch in heat. His dick stretched me out, giving me the sensation I'd enjoyed on toys and fists. I moved my hands over his body, enjoying the sweat dripping off him and encouraging him to fuck me harder, while I egged him on. "Breed me, infect me. Give me your poz load. Don't pull out, keep going. I want it, Sir, give it to me," I told him. "You're gonna get it. I'm gonna mark you, boy. Make you mine. Your cunt is mine now, you're mine. I'm gonna give you my poz strain." He whispered back. He fucked me hard, flipped me over and fucked harder. "You want it, boy? You sure you want my toxic load? Fucking say it!" "I want it, Sir. Give me your toxic load! I want you to infect me. I want your dirty dick inside me, Sir. I need it." I shouted back at him. His movements were getting more frantic. He was going to cum soon and I could feel my dick bouncing against me. I had to concentrate not to cum before he did, I didn't want to disappoint him. His rhythm was getting quicker and he started moaning. I encouraged him "that's it, keep going, cum inside me, don't pull out. Please breed me. I want it, poz me, Sir. Give me that toxic load." He moaned louder than he had and stopped moving for a second, before carrying on pumping. I could feel his thick dick pulsing inside my hole and I pushed back into him. I wanted every drop. I wanted his load inside me completely. Once he'd stopped thrusting, he chuckled one last time and pulled out. I clenched my hole down once I realised what he was doing and spun round to clean his dick. "Oh fuck, boy. Ah. Ah. Stop!" Pulling me off his dick he said, "I'm too sensitive after I cum. But that was hot, ass to mouth is hot. Now get back up on the bed. On your back. I'm gonna work that load in."

The world is watching. The USA & the world DO NOT need TRUMP. (from Australia)

Every month is “locktober” in my case. 😛

The top’s noises should dominate. Bottoms should just moan indicating how grateful they are that a top picked them to cum in. But hearing a top saying what a faggot I am and hearing him grunt really loud as he cums is such a turn on. Let’s me know I’ve done my job well.

I have just very friendly with a guy who is undetectable i love the thought of him balls deep in me and shooting his warm load in my guts.

Always wanted to get fuck with a cock like that!

I’ll be in cbd and play at subway sauna that day. Just go there and take as many cock as u can:( Friday night lately have been great at subway! I’ve been getting 10plus cock the the last two Fridays! All raw !

Back atcha. Have a good life. Consummatum.

Is that what you’ve gleaned of Harris from what must be endless tuning into Faux News? I fail to see how Comrade Conman meets anyone’s intellectual criteria, when we all know he has his nose so far up Putin’s ass he knows who Vlad swallowed this morning.

My question then would be: "If Kamala Harris is an idiot", "In what category of lunacy does that put Trump in"🤔🤔🤣 🤣 🤣 🤣????

Dear friends, for us Europeans being also involved in intern American politics, because we are part of NATO, the only good vote is for Harris. She is smart, she knows what she is talking about, she respect the law and she is genuine. Ok she is a women so what???? In the past their where brilliant women leading states nothing wrong with that. Harris is there for all people of America no matter what color or race or gender. When voting for Trump is meaning more division between races. Please do not forget you are ," The United States of America", vote for staying United, vote for unison and peace, go voting and vote for Harris. Do the right thing, for yourself and for generations to come.

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.

Trump will not do that. First of all he had gays in his previous administration. If Comrad K is elected it will be the end of this country as the founders intended in my opinion. Right now I am confident Trump will be elected. I pray for that every day.

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

Sadly WhtHole encountered an issue on here with a chapter of one of his stories, and left the site some years ago angry and hurt. BUT most of the stories- he did write he did finish- actually most had an intertwined thread to the other stories or at least a character from other stories in them. If you search his profile name ( case sensitive) his writings go way back to like 2010 or so, and there were many stories he wrote for us.

Mine is watching my straight guy tied up and raped. Flooded with poz loads. Then I ride his dick and drain his neg loads in my ass before I fuck is poz full ass full of my cum exposing myself with the poz cum swimming in his guts

Love to rim a sweaty hairy ass. Love having it wiped all over my face and getting my nose up in his hole so that I wreak of his ass.

Chapter 1 – Daniel is a working man Horny again, I got on a few of the apps with little hope of success. It was late on a workday, and guys would use the “I have to get up for work in the morning” excuse while collecting pictures and talking nasty. But I was horny and willing to engage. There’s a big factory being built near where I live. There are lots of guys that were brought in to work there, and some of them are really hot. A little rough around the edges, but a hot, hairy, well-muscled stud is always a good find. A guy named Daniel hit me up on one of the apps. He said he was temporarily working at the factory, staying at his family’s cabin near the river. He only had one pic, but it showed a nice hairy chest with good definition. He said that he was getting off work soon and would love to have a guy over to help him relax. We discussed our interests, and he was mostly a top but liked mutual sucking and rimming too. He also said he’d brought his sling with him, which excited me more. We made plans to meet up after he got home. He emailed me to let me know he was home and ready to have me over. I put on shorts and a T-shirt and headed out immediately. His place overlooked the river, with a big screened-in porch across the back. I knocked on the front door, and Daniel answered quickly. He was wearing tight shorts and had a plaid shirt on that was unbuttoned. Handsome and a nice, trimmed beard. He looked great. He let me in and said that he needed to take a quick shower. I told him that wasn’t necessary since he looked pretty good as is, and I’m OK with some man musk. He shrugged and said that it was my choice. He suggested that we set up the sling on the porch. The screens would keep the bugs away, we’d hear the river while we played, and being outdoors is always fun. That sounded great to me. He got the duffle bag with the sling in it, and we started to put it together. I noticed that he had a bigger bulge in his shorts than when I first got there, so I suggested that we get naked and finish assembling the sling. We both quickly discarded our clothes and started making out and feeling each other up. Daniel had a great body, with hair in all the right places. For me, that means that he had a hairy ass. That is my favorite to look at, play with, rim, or whatever else a guy wants to do. After we got back to finishing the sling, Daniel was crouched down, looking for something in the duffle bag. I got behind him and gave his hole a quick lick. He jumped but then set it right back down on my lips. He had that great musk from a day’s work, and I love that. Not wanting to distract too much, I gave his hole a few licks and then suggested that we get back to the sling. Once the sling was ready, Daniel asked if I’d like to smoke before we got to it. I asked him what we were going to smoke, and he said that he had lots of options. I asked if he had T, and he grinned broadly and walked inside. Seeing his naked body walk away was all my cock needed to get hard. He came back with a water pipe that was ready to go. He lit the torch, melted some down, and took a deep hit before passing it to me. I did the same but then shot gunned the smoke into his mouth. He was a great kisser, so we made out like that, naked and hard on the porch, with the sounds of nature all around us. We broke apart, smoked some more, and then he had me get in the sling. He immediately started rimming my ass, and he was good at it. I was moaning and groaning, and he was having a good time. My cock had shrunk due to the T, but my ass was more than ready for him. Luckily, his cock did not suffer from shrinking, and he was stroking it while he ate my ass. Then, Daniel stood up and pressed his cock against my hole. He added some lube and slid his cock inside me. He had a thick cock, not too long, but it felt great inside me. We fucked for a while, and he said that we needed to smoke some more, so I got out of the sling. We sat on some chairs and smoked a bit, feeling each other up. I got between his legs and sucked his cock into my mouth. I could taste his precum, my ass, and the lube on his dick. When I buried my nose in his pubes, I came back with another great aroma. A hot, sexy man scent that I love. I suggested that I eat his ass. He climbed in the sling and, even in the low light, looked fucking awesome. I worked his hole, licking all around his hairy ass before focusing on the prize before me. I licked, probed, and sucked on his hole, savoring the taste and smell of a man. Daniel wanted to fuck, so he got out of the sling, I got in, and he shoved his hard cock inside me. He knew how to fuck, and we went at it for quite a while. He asked if he could breed me, and I said yes. He upped the thrusting and shoved in deep, groaning while he unloaded his cum in my ass. After, he slowly pumped my hole some more before pulling out. He sat on a chair that he positioned under the sling, looking at my freshly bred hole. He’d reach out to stroke it or stick a finger in while absentmindedly playing with his cock and, sometimes, his hole. Daniel told me he had a great time, and I thought things were over. I was getting ready to get out of the sling when he asked if I was into any other piggy play. Since he just bred my ass, he kind of already knew the answer. I told him that I liked ass-to-mouth, some piss play, and deep ass work. He stood up, came over, and fed me his cock when he asked if I’d ever been fisted. I said yes, and he asked if I was up for it tonight. Fuck, yeah! We smoked a little more before he started playing with my hole again. He had big hands, and we needed a lot of lube, but he got his hairy paw inside me. That night, we didn’t fist for too long since we had work in the morning, but he invited me over for another session this weekend.

I know how you feel. I'm married with older kids now. Taken lots of u+ cock and loads. Still neg. Once you start you will want more and more.

Part 5 The stranger rammed his cock all the way into my hole and all I could do was moan and beg him to fuck me. He just laughed and said “I already came in your sloppy cumdump, faggot. How many loads are inside you now?” “Five. And I need a lot more. How long till you can get hard again?” He just laughed and ripped his cock out of my hole. I felt so empty and needed to be filled with cock and, of course, more sperm. Lots more sperm. “Next,” the stranger said. Another man I couldn’t see lined his cock up at my asshole and started to pound me. I felt like I was living my destiny. Taking cock and cum from a man I couldn’t see. It’s what my daddy raised me for. I didn’t care what he looked like, I just needed his load breeding my sloppy cumdump. Chris and I both had our asses in the air for quite a while, taking all the cocks that our buddies had arranged for, from the BBRT and CL ads and from my phone profiles. Four or five other guys I couldn’t see (or rather, I didn’t bother to look at) bred my cunt and I could vaguely tell that people were coming and going from Dean’s apartment, but I wasn’t really sure who’s cock was in my cunt. I didn’t care. I was in heaven. Then I heard a familiar voice saying “flip over faggot, I wanna see your face.” It was my Dad. He was standing there in all his hairy, muscled, fat cocked glory. Waiting to breed his whore of a son. “Hi Daddy!” I said. A couple of the randos looked at us weird. But their dicks didn’t get soft. “Hey, baby boy. Your cunt full of cum? Have you been doing what Jose, Dean and Eric have been asking you to do, like a good boy?” “Yes, Daddy!,” they’ve been whoring me out all afternoon. I don’t even know how many loads I’ve taken, Daddy.” “I do, son,” he said. “The boys have been keeping track of how many loads have gone up your sexy little furry cunt. You’re up to 15 now. That’s quite a feat, son. You ready for 16?” “I’m always ready for your load, Daddy. Breed it into me, use all those strangers’ loads for lube. My cunt is leaking like fucking crazy. There’s jizz everywhere.” I laid back on the bed and pulled my legs over my shoulders, showing off my leaky, puffy cunt. Daddy laughed and rammed his cock home where it belonged. In the cunt that was his property because he made it. “Fuck Daddy,” I said. Your cock is always the best. “That’s right son. The cock that bred you is the one that always gets to rape you first and last.” I moaned loudly as Daddy’s cock slid into me. Chris leaned over and passed me a shotgun and told me how hot he thought my Daddy was. “You think he’d like to breed me?” My Daddy was one of the hottest men in the room, despite being older than all of them. Daddy takes good care of himself, and his hairy muscled body and fat uncut dick turned everyone on. “Of course he would. Daddy loves fucking dirty whores like us.” Chris laughed and the hairy stranger raping his hole grunted and said “fuck, I’m about to come. Nasty little pig. Want my load? Can’t last long fucking this sloppy cunt………” He moaned loudly and stopped moving. I could see his nuts pumping another load of jizz into Chris’ dumpster. “You fucking pig, another load for you,” I said. “Daddy’s gonna give me another load, but he can cum again really fast so he’ll be able to load you up, too.” “Fuck yeah, I can’t wait.” Chris took another hit off the pipe and passed it along to me. Daddy paused in his reaming of my gaping cunt and took the shotgun from me, and got a dirty grin on his face. “Daddy’s a pig too, son.” He blew the smoke out and continued fucking me, harder this time. I was moaning constantly, begging him for his load. “Fuck Daddy! I need your cum inside me. Please breed me!” Daddy laughed and said “always begging for loads, just like I taught you. Good boy. Here’s another one for you son. Tell me what you want!” “Please breed me daddy! Fill me full of your sperm! I need another load. Fucking knock me up Daddy!” He sped up and kept reaming my cunt out until he shouted “Take my fucking load you whore.” I could feel his throbbing cock shooting its load of sperm inside me. “Thank you Daddy! You now I'm just a whore for cocks.” He laughed. “Daddy raised a nasty little faggot didn’t he?” “You sure did, Daddy. I love your cock inside me more than anyone’s.” Daddy caught his breath and leaned down to kiss me. He whispered in my ear “I heard you offering my load to your little whore friend. He’s cute. Once I fuck him we’re gonna get outta here. I have a surprise for you." I had no idea what he was talking about, but it sounded filthy. I was spun and horny as fuck and only wanted more loads inside me. I leaned over to Chris and told him Daddy was gonna fuck him (he had another stranger breeding him right then). “Fuck yeah,” he said. “ I can’t wait.” Dean laid down on the bed next to me while another stranger, a short, hairy 25ish man with a huge cock walked up and shoved his cock in my cunt in one shove. He didn’t need any lube, of course, I had…how many loads in my ass? I realized I had no idea. I was spun and couldn’t remember. Just like a good whore should be. I knew Dean was keeping track. I moaned involuntarily and looked up at the man who was fucking me. He was really hot and I thanked him for his cock and begged for his load. He kept on fucking me while I moaned loudly and begged him to breed me. Dean leaned over and passed me another shotgun and said “Your Dad is so fucking hot.I loved watching him fuck you. Look how he’s going to town on Chris’ sloppy dumpster just a few minutes after he came inside you. He’s a nasty fucker. I can see where you got it from.” I looked over and there was my super hot Daddy, balls deep in Chris. I grinned at Chris and said “doesn’t my Daddy have the hottest fucking cock?” Chris moaned a reply, “fuck yes……his cock feels amazing.” Daddy laughed and said “your sloppy fagdump feels amazing, boy.” Dean gave me another shotgun and grinned at me. “Be right back,” he said. Dean got up and I saw him reach into a large baggie and take something out with his finger. He walked behind Daddy and pushed it into Daddy’s hole. Daddy was startled and said “What the fuck? Dean. Fuck. OH. FUCK.” Daddy stopped fucking Chris and stood still while Dean shoved his index finger all the way up Daddy’s hole. Daddy bent over onto Chris’ chest and moaned. “Dean, you fucker.” Then he started to laugh and pushed his ass all the way down onto Dean’s finger. I figured it was going to be a long evening. That surprise might have to wait.

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.