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Chapter 9 They weren´t exactly gentle with me at this point anymore. And they didn´t need to be. I was another boy in their collection, as I realized later, and they knew exactly what they were doing. They had somewhat explored and guessed what I had and hadn´t done and driven me over several edges and limits already. And they knew I could and would take their cocks eventually, fueled by the chems they had given me. So here they were, enjoying the fruits of their recent labor. Taron was giving me a fucking that varied from steady, rhythmic deep thrusting to hard stabs and going in and out of my hole completely, sometimes digging himself through both of my sphincters with one thrust, when I was relaxed enough. Jamal used my mouth by guiding it up and down his cocks, holding it down or outright fucking into my lips. Occasionally he would let me take over to do what he liked, giving me commands like “Only the head now!”, “More vacuum!” or simply “As deep as you can! Impale your face baby!”. Needless to say I did what he said. And especially with the last command got a lot of help from Taron´s sharp thrusts into my rear end, pushing my head down Jamals wonderful shaft almost by itself. I was fucked up and in heaven. A situation I, normal naughty, maybe a little kinky bottom guy, hadn´t ever expected to be in. “Let´s switch! I wanne pound that pussy, too, after all the work we put into opening it up!” Jamal said to Taron, who gave me a few more thrusts and then reluctantly withdrew. “Shame… it´s so soft, hot and opened up by now. Perfect to slide into raw and make your cock feel so fucking good!” Taron said. Right… so much about condoms, I thought. While Jamal got off the bed, Taron came up to me, sighed, then looked at me and grinned. “Actually… we´re gonna make this a lot of fun, too, right? Get on your back boy and let your head hang over the side! I not only want to look into your eyes, while I sink my cock into your pretty face, I also want all the leverage and control I can get. Trust me, you´ll enjoy this, too!” he grinned. I knew the position and gulped. Well, not like I was really gonna object, right? So I got into the position required of me, my head hanging off the bed. Taron paused for a second, got my head up a little and held the poppers under my nose with a nod. I took two hits into each nostril and got down into my position again. He then wasted no time, his cock already poking at my lips, so I naturally opened up to let it slide in, starting to feel the poppers high. Taron pushed a bit forward, but made sure not to go too crazy from the start, which I was thankful for. He made sure, though, to be in total control, by pinning my arms to my sides with my hands. “Fuck, this is gonna be a treat…” he muttered, sliding down into my throat now with every thrust. Meanwhile Jamal had observed the whole act with a wide grin, jerking his cock and now took my legs, placed them above his shoulders and pushed his cock against my hole. I was in a good high now from the poppers, so I gave my best to open up to his even thicker meat. After some slow and steady knocking against my hole, he could finally hit home. And the next part of this crazy night started.

The feeling of pain rippled through my body, followed by the heavy weight on top of me. My arse was full and stretched like never before. Like sandpaper to the rough edges of a wood plank, my inner walls gripped Matt’s ridged cock with every thrust. Matt ferociously pumped into me. How did I get here? I suddenly felt guilty for cheating on my partner. But was I? I didn’t intend this. I wasn’t looking for it. But as much as it hurt, I yearned for it. I craved it. Matt’s lips cupped my neck like a baby to a nipple and sucked intimately on my skin. The sting, mixed in with the rippling pain from my stretched-out arse, clouded my mind from any sensibility. Matt had no intent of letting me go yet. I dragged my dry red eyes down Matt’s sunburnt hairy back to his pasty white arse cheeks, seeing them tighten and retract with every thrust he made. It was then that the rough grinding to my inner walls turned to a slick, lathered feeling. Did he cum? No. His pace remained consistent and forceful, with no concern for my comfort. The air had an aroma of my arse; I worried that it was unclean. But it was clear that Matt did not care. He wanted to fuck. Fuck hard. I moaned in pain and pleasure. The thought of my partner returned to me. This stranger was fucking me. ‘Are you wearing a condom?’ I stammered under my groggy breath. Matt’s hold tightened. I felt a sudden shift in his pace. It shortened and quickened. His suction to my neck tightened. He was biting. Then Matt released his lips from my tender neck. ‘Uuh…Aah.’ My hole painfully stretched slightly further with every pump of his cock. He kept moving in and out of me. It felt like eons as he unloaded. I prayed that he was wearing a condom. Then he stopped, and I felt his tense body relax as he settled his total weight on top of my body. The room was slightly spinning. The drugs were still rife in my system. Matt lifted himself off me. I felt his ridged cock pull away from my hole. My inner walls were still gripping for dear life. Then I felt the head of his cock grip my outer ring. The pain made it clear that his knob was more prominent than his shaft as it broke past, releasing that stretched feeling. ‘Argh!’ It hurt like hell as I felt my walls retract to what I could only hope was its normal size, but it was too slow to prevent the feeling of a cum seeping out. The scent of my arse in the air intensified. Matt lifted himself to his knees. His naked, masculine body was beaming down on me. My dry eyes admired his leathery, hairy body as I trailed down his v-cut to his slick cock. It wasn't dirty, just slick from his man juices. He wasn’t wearing a condom. Matt tossed me another bottle of water and my pants as he lifted himself off the bed. ‘Where are my jocks?’ ‘You won’t need them.’ I needed to rehydrate quickly, so I undid the pre-opened bottle and gulped down the foul-tasting liquid. ‘There is G in this.’ ‘Finish it, boy. Your night is not done yet.’ He said as he lifted his pants over his bare arse cheeks while tucking his semi-hard, slick cock inside. I fell in and out of consciousness. Time was passing by. People. Men talking at me, not to me. I was no longer in the small room. I had the feeling I was no longer at the club. Was Shawn there? I couldn’t tell. I worked all my strength to gain vision of my surroundings. My environment was different. There were men everywhere. Their attire was different. Minimal. Shirtless hairy torsos illuminated by neon lights and hazy smoke. I was at a club, but not the same club I was at before. ‘You are at a leather bar. Relax, kid.’ I heard the familiar voice of Shawn. ‘Welcome back. Matt got you fucked up, ey.’ ‘What, why?’ My head was spacy and incoherent. ‘Stop asking questions you know the answers to.’ He patted me on the back. ‘This is where I leave you. Have the night of your life.’ I watched Shawn disappear into the crowd of half-naked men. I dragged my feet to the bar and squeezed between what I could only describe as furry bears. I felt the pointy studs of a leather harness wrapped around one of the furry bears’ bodies scrape against my arm as I slumped over the sticky, alcohol-stained bar. The bear turned to my side. ‘Watch yourself, little boy. These things are sharp.’ I could smell the overwhelming scent of sweat and sex in the air. The music beat so loud it prevented my mind from concentrating. But I could feel the bear eyeing me off intensively. ‘Nice hickey. Looks like you have been having a good night.’ ‘Apparently, it is not over.’ Did I say that? ‘We have a ripe one here, Barry.’ He commented to the bear on my other side. ‘He looks a little out of it. Did you take something, young man?’ Barry wrapped his arm over my shoulder. ‘Yeah. Matt made me smoke and drink… Um… Well, you know.’ ‘Who the fuck is Matt?’ ‘Is he your boyfriend.’ ‘No. He is… Actually, I don’t know who he is. He fucked me.’ Both bears laughed simultaneously. ‘We have a slutty one here.’ The first bear chuckled in his burly voice. ‘You are sticking with us, little one.’ Barry’s arms pulled me under his sweaty armpit. I felt the moisture slather across my face and lips as I got a taste of Barry’s saltiness. The drugs kept pulling me in and out of awareness. I knew the Bears were talking to me and asking me questions. But I could only half tell what was being said. I felt a big hand slip between the crack of my arse and a large finger circle my hole. This pushed my face deeper into the other bear’s armpit. ‘He’s wet down there. No condom. You poz, boy?’ ‘What?... huh? Yeah, no condom.’ ‘Ah! Good. Poz boy.’ ‘This little slut boy will be perfect for tonight.’ ‘Eagle Tamers?’ ‘Eagle Tamers.’ Barry nodded. I was lifted from under my arms and carried out of the club. The words Eagle Tamers kept penetrating my mind. I knew I was in a vehicle. I was slumped sideways in the back seat. My head rested on denim wrapped over a thick thigh. There was this familiar, dirty scent, like caked-in cum wafting off the fabric. ‘Eagle Tamers.’ I muttered under my breath. ‘Look who’s coming back to reality, Barry.’ The first bear called out to Barry. ‘What’s Eagle Tamers?’ ‘It is a special cruise club, my little piggy.’ Barry called out from the driver’s seat. ‘Only the nastiest of nasty blokes go there.’ The first Bear added. ‘Tonight is Eagle Tamer’s Quarterly Event party. It is going to be a full house.’ I tried to lift myself off the thick thigh and gain focus. ‘I got to get home. My partner must be worried. Can you take me home?’ ‘To Matt?’ ‘No. My boyfriend –‘ ‘Fuck!’ Barry cut in, ‘this little cumdump is a cheating piglet.’ ‘What a little slut bag.’ The first Bear chuckled. Then passed me a bottle filled with a blue liquid, ‘Drink this.’ I was profoundly dehydrated and gulped every bit. ‘Holly shit! The piglet drank the whole lot.’ Barry laughed. The rest of the drive was a complete blur.

Earlier this evening at a crusing spot about 10 miles away. Dusk, wooded area lots of guys milling around. Hot Dad type followed a black guy in to a secluded area and proceeded to blow him. he had his trousers loosened showing his hot ass and day glow underwater, in my experience a sure sigh of a bottom wanting to get fucked. i stepped behind him and fingered his ass , pre lubed - he’s wiggled his trousers further down giving me full access, he carried on blowing the other guy. i lined up my dick with his hole and he reached round and pulled his cheeks apart , I slowly entered him and he gave an appreciative moan. although not pre fucked his ass was warm and accommodating, I settled in for a deep fuck. the other guy pulled his cock out of the bottoms mouth and stood beside me , I pulled out hoping he would fuck , but he stood and wanked over his ass , I scraped it in to the bottom and fingered it in. i stuck my cock back in enjoying the extra lube , the bottom was buzzing at having the load in him. i fucked for about 5 mins more , a couple of guys came close but didn’t want to fuck , so I put my hand rounds the bottom’s waist, and pulled him on to me as deep as possible and came deeply. 4or5 thick jets , the bottom was very appreciative

Yesterday in ny office. A young gay who like daddys contacted me and said he needed a hole to unload. i have already cleaned my ass and waited. As he walked in, i get on my knees to get him hard. then i turned around and offered him my ass. it took only five minutes until he shoot his load. 😊

Chapter 8 “Fuck man, I can feel your hole getting hotter by the second!” Taron said, now casually sliding two fingers in and out of me in swift motions, trying to graze my prostate on every hit. Electricity shot through me and I couldn´t contain small shakes now and then. “Fuuuck…” I muttered. “Yep” Jamal answered, guiding my head back onto his cock. I latched onto it like I was starving and now it was his turn to gasp, which made me smile in bliss. I heard him using the pipe again, but he just blew the smoke down on me and this time, I barely noticed. I was in my own little world, savoring this cock in my mouth, lapping up his sweet precum and feeling two (or maybe even three by now?) fingers in my ass. When Taron added his tongue to the mix and licked the outside of my hole, I was shocked from the sensation for a second and Jamal used that by choking me head on his deck even more. In short: I was putty in their hands. Suddenly Taron withdrew his fingers and I would have protested, had I had the possibility, but my mouth was still occupied. So when something else demanded entrance to me, my eyes flew open. Was this the big moment? Jamal snickered over me. “Your pretty big eyes look shellshocked baby! Yes, now the time! You realized that, didn´t you? Time to get your ass impaled, too!” “Don´t you worry Jakey!”, Taron chimed in, ”Your ass is gonna love and we prepared it well. Just relax and let that dick slide inside where it belongs. Open up your sweet hole to let my cock make you feel really good, okay? Now, take a deep breath!” He handed Jamal a bottle of poppers, which Jamal quickly opened and held under my nose, his cock still half in my mouth. “Deep breath in each nostril!” he said in a commanding voice. That totally wasn´t necessary, as I wanted this cock in me as badly as never before, but also was afraid I couldn´t take it, even with all the stuff they had already given me. So I gladly inhaled the poppers of a brand unknown to me. When I let out the second breath and started to feel the typical heat and relaxing wave building up, Jamal commanded “Another one!” and I did as I was told. Then something unexpected happened: He put the poppers away and clamped my nose shut with his fingers while sliding his cock inside deeper, so I was unable to breathe out. Now, I was getting really fucking hot. And of course, even higher. But I had learned: While my first instinct was, to lift my hands up and push Jamal away, I suppressed that feeling and let it happen. It was no use anyway, would earn me even more problems and… fuck it felt nice. I was slightly loosing it, when I felt my ring giving in and the fucking biggest dick I´d ever had enter me. I squirmed and Jamal finally removed his hand from my nose, so I let out the fumes and got some fresh air, while Taron´s cockhead settled into its freshly conquered land. I almost blacked out from the overload and Jamal quickly grabbed me by my shoulders to support me. “Don´t you dare sliding away from one of our cocks baby. It´s very important to keep our cocks inside you, even when it´s hard sometimes, okay?” “Yes…” I mumbled around his cock, barely able to say something, while Taron pushed another inch himself into my hole. I gasped and when another wave of the high rolled over me, it turned into a sigh and I relaxed into their dicks, allowing them to use me to their delight, penetrating my body even further. “Fuck yes, that´s it sweety! Give me that hole!” Taron growled. He had been pretty quiet and trying to apply an even pressure, but now that about half his dick was inside of me, he withdrew some of it, to get better leverage to push even more inside on his next thrust. I couldn’t keep up with the events and just gave in completely now, letting those fuckers use me. Taron started to pound away at my hole, sinking his cock deeper with every thrust, penetrating me, where no one had ever been. At the same time, Jamal used my mouth in a quite similar way, but he had no problem sinking his cock into me as far as it would go. I was taken out of own little world, when Taron suddenly pushed his dick up inside of my hole to the hilt. Jamals withdrew his cock simultaneously (had they prepared this?), so I could at least breathe. I felt him hot my second hole and breach it, already prepared for this from the recent battering. Before I could say something, Taron pulled my body towards him and took my arms back, so I needed to steady myself against him. He pulled my arms behind my back and grabbed them with one hand, while he put his other arm around my upper body. “Feel that?” he hissed in my ear, when he let his cock pulse, deeply buried in my hole. “That´s now your only anchor, when I let you fall… But we´ll keep that for another time. Now, slowly stand up with me and let my cock guide you!” I tried to follow his command, but my legs struggled to comply, so his cock and arms painfully hoisted my up, as he stood up. He then pushed me through the flat, around the couch and into the hallway and then another room I hadn´t yet seen. Jamal was already there and the room glowed in a dim, red light. It contained a big bed, a sling and several boxes and shelves with gear and toys. But my eyes were drawn to Jamal, who was just sitting on the bed´s headboard, holding the glas pipe in one hand and stroking his cock with the other. He smiled when we entered. “You look good when you´re used as you should be!” “Thank you!” I answered, beaming at him. Jamal pushed me forward towards the bed and I crawled onto it to devour Jamals beautiful erect dick again. Before ich started slurping though, I asked “May I taste your cock again?” He flashed me another smile, saying “Fuck yeah Jakey! Go on and take it!” before Taron continued his assault on my hole.

Chapter 7 And that´s what we did. Once for Taron again, once for Jamal. And my head was flying. Fuck was I high! I felt invincible enough to take on these two guys and their cocks! But something bothered me… “Guys, I think that was enough of that… smoke. I´m really high and I think it´s good like that… Okay?” I was looking at Jamal pleadingly, who was sitting before me on the sofa. I had just serviced his cock some more and he had told me to keep my hands on his feet, wrapped in those enigmatically white socks, so only my moth would touch his cock. I found that weird at first but… after a while, it turned out to be really fucking hot! It gave him even more control over me and I loved that after a while. He was treating my mouth well with his cock, which I was hyperaware of while it was gliding over my lips and… “Hmm okay Jakey, we can stop the smoking I guess. Right Taron?” Taron came up from working my hole with his tongue and a finger, relaxing me bit by bit for what would be the biggest treat my hole had ever had. “Sure thing! I´m sure you´ll take us, right baby?” “Yes… I mumbled, already licking Jamal´s cockhead again. I withdrew slightly. “Thanks guys. I Mean, you can go on of course, I just guess am not used to it and so…” Taron´s hand pushed my head from behind down on Jamal´s cock again. “Don´t you worry too much Jakey, we´re gonna take really good care of ourselves, each other and your sweet hole right here!” With that, he pushed a finger in to the knuckle and made me flinch around the cock in my mouth, but I made sure not to hurt it. Who knew what would happen then, I thought… I was just relieved, really, that they didn´t want to pump me full of more drugs. Right? “By the way Baby, you wouldn´t make us cover up, would you?” Taron asked casually, while working his finger in and out of my hole. “Cover up…? Oh, you mean condoms?” “Yeah, right… Wouldn´t that be a waste of intimacy? Our cocks sliding into your pussy, flesh on flesh. Not even to mention you wouldn´t get our cum into you!” I was a bit baffled. I actually had a condom with me. But it definitely wouldn´t fit these guys. “I mean… do you have some?” I asked, nervously. Having their cum in me probably would be really hot, but I just met them! And… what we were doing didn’t exactly prove to me that they were a safe crowd. Jamal interrupted “No baby, of course not! You have seen our cocks, they barely fit into any condom anyway. And an entry without a condom is so much smoother, it´s essential for us to being able to properly fuck a hole without hurting the poor owner. Just imagine the friction our cocks would cause on your sphincter with a rubber…” He was shaking his head with a sad expression. “We wouldn´t want to do that to anybody. Sex should be about pleasure, right?” he said, and was staring deeply into my eyes. “Yeah… I guess…” I answered meekly. I really wanted them, I couldn’t just leave here like that, but… Taron suddenly withdrew his finger and I was pulled out of my thoughts and yelped a little. Then I felt something small but hard slightly entering me and then something else… A liquid? “What are you doing?” “Just a little important work in helping you reach your full potential sweety…” Taron murmured. That´s when a burning started to form in my hole. “What the…?!” I tried to look back, but Jamal put his hands on my head and made sure I was looking at him. “Don´t worry baby, this will just help you relax your hole. Or something like that.” he added with an evil grin. “Anyway, to prepare you for the events about to come!” Taron snickered. How could this make me relax? Maybe it was some kind of numbing cream? It certainly doesn´t feel very relaxing right now, but maybe it needs some time to work, I thought. And well, I was at least right about that part! “Oh don´t you worry Baby! I see it in your eyes, you´re thinking so much again, right? Don´t. Just go with the flow! We made you feel really good so far, haven’t we? We gave you our wonderful cocks and you want to give us your beauftiful hole! It´s only natural! So we should do it. And since we know how to handle a sweet boy like you, we´re doing everything we need to, to ensure we´re all having a really good time, okay?” “I was looking up at him with wide eyes and nodded after a second. This was so fucked up, so kinky, nasty and risky, but it´s a fucksession I never dreamed of and I didn’t want it to end. “Okay?” Jamal said this time, more sternly. “Uh, yes!” I answered instinctively. “Good boy!” Jamal again caressed my head with his fingertips and I felt electricity shooting through me. “You´re feeling it, don´t you baby?” “Yes… I feel something… the burning is gone and it feels electric and good and…” I hesitated to go on, but then I figured that all modesty was lost here anyway. “It feels like my hole is empty!” Jamal grinned and threw Taron a gaze, who had rustled with his equipment behind me and now spoke up. “Good, that means, that it´s working! It makes a hole wonderfully hot! It´s gonna get a bit more intense even and then you´ll be ready…” he made a pause, while leaning down, his finger gracing the outside of my hole, while his head appeared beside my ear and he whispered the rest straight into it “…to take both of our big, black dicks after each other into that wonderful, sweet white hole. And you will feel amazing, stretched to your limits. And never wanting something else again than big cocks, pounding your pussy, making your whole body feel good with it and taking the cum they offer you as a reward, when you did your job well.” He withdrew and focused on my hole again, pushing first one and then two fingers in easily, a satisfied smirk on his lips. They didn´t even await a response from me. For them, everything was settled. They got me high, on my knees, naked, cages and booty bumped. And I didn´t offer any resistance anymore whatsoever.

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

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

Drew’s buddy, Dwayne has got himself a boyfriend, John. they came over last night and I got an immediate hardon. John is hot as fuck and just my type - short, stocky, bit hairy, stubble and with a meaty arse. He knew that I fuck Dwayne and I was completely up front with him. I told him he got me hard and I got my cock out to show him. I grabbed his arse and told him I wanted to fuck him - he kind of blushed which got me real horny. I told everyone to get naked and see what happens. We got down to it and I was fucking Drew and Dwayne is fucking John. I pulled out of Drew and Dwayne immediately pulled out of John’s arse and mounted Drew. I didn’t wait to be asked - John’s hole was available so I mounted him and went balls deep inside him. He seemed unsure but didn’t say much so I ignored it and continued fucking him. I always love fucking a young man for the first time. His hole felt amazing - tight and gripped the whole length of my shaft. I shot my load up him and pulled out - then Drew went up him and pumped his load up John’s arse. I’m not sure if he’s gunna become a regular - he didn’t seem to be completely into me but at least I’ve fucked and seeded him. I have offered him my arse and Drew’s arse if he wants a return visit. We’ll see what happens.

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

My husband and i are both promiscuous--me far more so than him. Sex is our pleasure sport and we understand that every sport has its hazards. For sport sex it's STI's. They have happened, we get treated and go on. I am tested monthly because I am in group use settings at least 4 days a month and my friends and husband are used to seeing me with my pants down or in a jock strap taking hands and fists in the bars play areas while guys watch. We attach no meaning beyond STI's any more than we do a cold or the flu; they just happen and you have to deal with them.

It was a delight to go back and reread this. Obviously Will has already been seeded with all sorts of stuff. A neg test is impossible at this point. And I am convinced Will got a few pulses of Chester's jizz before he pushed off it. (aside; there is just no way I would have pushed off it.) I totally loved how Arther teased out Chester's load inside Will. I nearly came myself reading that. Leaking profusely ATM. I am anticipating the backroom they're heading into is where Chester will fully seed Will, after Will has taken a couple of loads. Will won't be leaving the downstairs room a neg guy. And honestly, it will be a pleasure if that is where @Jaygusher takes this story. It is time for the protagonist to get fully infected. And Uncle Chester's MO is to seed and infect his boys. I think that train left the station in the shower back in part 4. To remind us; that was when Will first had 100% of Chester's cock in him (both with Chester Dildo as well as Chester himself). So it was no surprise that Will took it all in Chapter 6. Man I love love love this story. @jaygusher if you ever put this together as a single book, I want to buy the first copy. PozBear

The first couple years of sex for me was just oral. AIDS was deadly so I was scared to fuck. Back then there was a shopping plaza that was a popular cruising area. Men would drive around, make eye contact and then head to a secluded area. I gave and received a lot of blow jobs. I especially loved swallowing cum. One night I met a guy a little older than me. We stopped, chatted and suggested we go to an apartment parking lot nearby. It was secluded and quiet. I followed him, parked next to him and got out and got in his car. He had a big Oldsmobile sedan with a bench seat. When I got in I slid my pants down and slid his completely off on to the floor of the car. He started sucking me, getting me hard and quite wet. The next thing I know he's climbing on top of me, aims his cock toward his hole and sits on it. OMG, I had never been inside a man. Tight, warm, awesome. He started riding me and within less than a minute, without any warning I started cumming. This was so more intense than a blow job or certainly jerking off. He soon started to sit up allowing my dick to pop out and then the panic hit me. He loved it, it felt great. I quickly dressed, went home and couldn't sleep worried about AIDS. I soon remembered how good it felt, but the type of hookups I was having didn't lend themselves to fucking. Within a year I met a bf and for some reason....maybe love my worries were over and I fucked him often and never with a condom. We never discussed condoms or status

Biting the Bullet (And getting lead poisoning) I heard Des get on his knees behind me lean against the fence for support and start to rub the head of his cock over my hole, causing me to tighten involuntarily. "This is gonna hurt virgin" He hawked again but this time on his hand and rubbed it over his cock before pressing it against my hole. "Push out faggot, let me get in there!" I remember reading and learning about pushing out like you're going for a shit to ease with entry when a sudden horrific thought entered my head. Shit, I hadn't douched! I had bought one and practiced for this moment but everything happened so fast I hadn't douched. The realisation made me tighten up but Des wasn't deterred and the thought of the douche vanished in the face of an almighty agonising pain as the head of his cock pushed its way into my hole. "Shit!Fuck!Ahhh!God!Fuck" a number of sounds noises and expletives poured from my mouth as the ring around my hole stung and burned at this painful entry. "Heads in faggot, now I'm gonna fuck you" I was barely over this initial assault on my hole when he began to push the rest of his massive cock inside me, the pain was excruciating and mixed in were terrible cramps, I couldn't think, could barely breathe. I wouldn't say I was turned on or not turned on, none of my entire journey was on my mind at this moment just the pain in my arse. "Fuck you are tight! Told you it would hurt, I'm only halfway" My situation then came into my mind. I was in a bin area, getting fucked by an aids-riddled homeless man with a huge cock. Somehow my own cock rose to life and I let out what must have been a groan of lust. "So you enjoying my cock now?" I groaned again as he pushed again, spearing more of me on his cock. I felt like he was losing traction so he pulled out some then pushed back in, he did this a couple of times, not all the way out but it still felt like he was pulling my insides with him when I heard the awful question. "Did you douche bitch?" Shame hit me and he stopped so I could talk. "I'm sorry! I forgot! I didn't expect all this to happen so soon!" I don't know if he was phased or not but a mutter of "dirty cunt" and he was pushing back inside me. I also don't know if the shame did something or not but I was getting softer again and the realisation of a homeless diseased guy fucking me started giving me a 'what the hell am I doing?!' moment. At that moment Des pulled mostly out and was rubbing his cock, I wondered what was happening so I looked round. "You wanted my diseases mate, I'm just popping some boils to give me some more lube for your hole". Suddenly terror struck me, I was going to get the pus of fuck knows what inside me, I don't want aids, I don't want herpes or hepatitis or gonorrhea! I needed to stop this. "Stop Des, I've changed my mind, I don't want your aids! You can keep the money, I'm just gonna go!" Des then wrapped his free arm round me and leant in to talk in my ear. "Tough shit cunt, you told me you wanted this, I told you I'm gonna fuck something, you're gonna get what I give you or I'll beat the shit out of you" "Please Des, PLEASE, no, don't please!" He reached down, picked something up and before I knew it was forcing a disgusting pair of socks in my mouth. "You're a faggot, you want my aids so just fucking accept it cunt!" I had pissed him off because he didn't hesitate to jam half his cock back in me in one stroke. My shit must have been on his cock because he wiped the hand he had picked his cock warts on my shoulder and I could smell shit. "That's better! My pus is lubing your arse good now fella!" I had been screaming into the dirty sock gag, the smell had me retching again and the pain from the fucking was bad enough now knowing I had an unknown disease puss coating the inside of my arse was the final straw, I broke down in tears and felt a warm trickle under me, I was actually pissing myself! The shame was complete I just hoped Des didn't notice but a "What the fuck!" And 2 large smacks across the back of my head knew he had. "Fucking disgusting prick! Where's your fucking wallet!" I couldn't answer and realised it was rhetorical, he reached over took the last £25 I had and stuffed it into his belongings. He then reached down, put his hand in the puddle of piss on the sheet and wiped it on my back, he did it 2 more times with my hair and face. "You're gonna smell worse than me at this rate!" I wailed again into the gag, I didnt dare try to remove it, I just felt what a horrible mistake I'd made, how my family would feel, how my gf would react. I then felt another terrible cramp deeper in my stomach and more pain in my arse, I later realised Des was breaking through deeper anal cavity and stretching the entire length of my passage when he had buried his hole cock inside me. He didn't stop as he carried on pulling out then pushing back in, really taking deep strokes now. "That's it fag, just accept it now, you already got my warts inside you, I reckon I've torn you a little inside so your cuts are just gonna soak up whatever my cock leaks" I sobbed more at this but less than before. I knew I couldn't change anything or stop Des and the pain was less, just felt very full so just accepted it and waited for him to finish. "Fuck bitch, that's good, my first fuck in ages, fucking love your hole. Haven't bothered cumming lately so got a huge load for you" During the relentless back and forth in my arse my mind went through a bit of what led me here. I *did* want to get fucked, I *did* want a nasty guy to do it, I *did* want aids cum in me. This was it, it was happening now, I put my recent reactions down to shock and fear. I actually began to feel free knowing I was getting what I had wanted for such a long time. Even my cock woke up again and got hard at the thoughts of it, I must have even started pushing back subconsciously because Des noticed it. "That's it fag, knew you wanted it really, come take my cock, fucking hole feels good" He removed his arm round my body and reached down to grab my cock, wanking it as he pummeled by arse even harder now. "Fuck yeah bitch, gonna make you cum as well, shoot your last proper neg cum load before I'm done fucking up your body for life!" I was beyond horny now, I managed to reach up and remove the sock gag without any problem from Des, I think he knew I was far too gone now and anything after just confirmed it once I did a huge groan at his words. "Fuck Des! I want your cock, I want your aids, I want your pus I want your diseases, fuck fuck, want it all, make me fucked up like you!" We were just rutting now, I didn't know how long he could hold off but I didn't care, my arse still burned but I didn't care. I could feel the unbroken warts on his cock and wish they'd all burst so I could take all of it in my hole. "You got a boyfriend fag? You got a family?" My thoughts briefly turned to everyone but I didn't care in that moment, I just wanted to be an aids fucked pig. "Girlfriend" was all I could manage. He laughed as he slapped my arse hard. "If she dumps you and you have nothing come be my homeless bitch and I'll give you my diseased cock all the time" In that moment I loved that idea, taking his diseased cock and cum over and over was a dream come true. "God Des, yes I'd do that, I fucking love your cock!" I could feel my load getting closer and I realised his was too. "You're gonna love my cock even more now bitch, you've got my diseases now you're gonna take my aids cum!" My mind exploded the same time as my cock. "Yes! Fuck yes, oh god this is it, give me your aids cum, please, oh fuck! I want it oh fuuuck!!!!" I felt my cock explode rope after rope of cum, I didn't normally cum hard but everything about the moment just felt the horniest I had ever been. As my cum tapered off I felt Des tense up, his cock swell and a warm wetness gush and flood my arse. "Mmmmm, fuck! Fucking cumming!!" I had collapsed, my knees only things holding me up, my arse high up in the air, as Des collapsed on my piss damp back his cock made a wet plop and fell out of me, a pool of cum followed. First to recover he stuck a finger in my hole, pulled it out and pushed it under my nose. "Suck it clean cunt" I opened my mouth and tasted his finger, I nearly retched, I could taste shit and ranky salty fluid, I didn't know if it was cum or pus. "That's it fag, taste my untreatable cum you have flooding the tears in your hole now." My heart leapt into my mouth as I came down from my 'cum high', I shot up and looked at Des, realising everything he gave me a yellow toothy grin. "Yeah bitch, you just let a rank homeless man fuck your hole, filled you with untreatable aids cum and popped some nasty pus inside you. Fuck knows what you got but your life is over now" I fell back onto my hands and knees, my head spun, I felt like I was going to throw up, what had I done?

Them: white mature, salt & pepper furry, otter Me:, blad w beard -salt & pepper, furry, blk bear A week had past since we had played. And I received a new message ask if I was for another round play. This time I was fresh from the gym. So my sweat scent was stronger. As he began before, he began drink in scent. Sniffing and moaning from the smell of my crotch and pits. He buried in each place. Getting my smell into his beard. Soon again he was perched on my groin, play with each our nipples. The moans and growls that came from both of us went on the length of our time together. He rode my cock again. Fucking himself, panting and moaning. As mi cock hit his warm insides. I shifted him again into the spooning position. This time I moved onto my knees, as they laid in the fetal position. And soon enough my load was inside him again. “Good you cum a lot, even if it just once. It more than most guys give me,”…

Them: white mature, salt & pepper furry, otter Me:, blad w beard -salt & pepper, furry, blk bear I was bumming around one evening taking care of myself. And checking out a few sites. The next morning one the guys I had looked at, and was visiting. Contact me. After a chat, we agreed to meet late that day. At their hotel, we started off with some chatting. Helps with bonding. Before we were on their bed. As he began, sniffing and moaning from the smell of my crotch and pits. Till they perched themselves on my groin as we began to play with each others nipples. The moans and growls that came from both of us went on the length of our time together. Soon enough he shifted from just playing with my nipples, to inserting my cock into his hole. Which he rode, with delight. Soon I shift him into the spooning position. Giving me better angle to pump into him. Till I climaxed in to horny otter hole. He purred in delight as my load wet his insides. I hadn’t gotten off in several days since I was with my partner. Which quickly lead to a second load pumped into him. Or he was happy.

The first time I saw my dad's dick was when we were changing for the beach. I was mesmerized by it and that memory has stuck with me forever. I remember growing up trying to think of ways for him to show me but I was always too shy to follow through. To this day I want to see it and play with it. The thought of being bred by the cock that made me is so hot.

I'm gonna' go way back here - I was shocked when I first opened AOL chat rooms and found "married but cheating" and then the gay chat rooms. Opened my eyes to so much. My wife couldn't understand why I was up all night on the computer at the time. I've been with many "straight" married men. I got invited to a group once and 2 other guys were married, we all knew each other, and we all knew each other wives.

Married men are my favorite. It’s so hot to know that the sperm they shoot in my hole has made babies. And they’re so appreciative of man sex since it’s so easily available.

Not sure if masculine or feminine is the right way to describe being a bottom. But while the fucking is happening I do strongly feel the power dynamic of the top being all powerful and totally in charge and me giving up any power and decision making to him. I like the feeling of submitting to another man’s desires and having no say in the matter. Only his pleasure matters then.

Hmmmmm .... Thanks for that most interesting twist to the issue. It wouldn't surprise me at all that the H.F. folks would use a truly dull and insipient man as cover or shill, particularly someone so desperately insecure as the former President. The potential Veep has remained in the weeds lately, which would mesh well with your suggestion. Given whose tit he's been suckling on these past number of years, that wouldn't surprise me either. Thanks for pointing out that interesting twist.

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

A red light illuminated the dirty grey walls. Dark, shadowy figures moved in around me. The room felt small. Or was it that the dark figures filled the space? It was hard to tell from how I was positioned. The tingly feeling in my feet was so strong that they were numb and overpowered my train of thought. My arms stretched far above my head, held tight by what I could only imagine were restraints, equally adding to the interrupting pain, preventing me from focusing on what is, and I would presume, a shitting situation. How did I get here? ‘Not tonight, Steve. Let me sleep.’ Muffing into his pillow. ‘Common, we haven’t fucked in months… I think we are pushing on a year.’ I move my hand over the side of his waist, only to be swatted away. ‘Uugh.’ I tossed and turned, trying to settle my restlessness. ‘Fuck. Steve. Just go and watch TV or something.’ I logged onto my computer. Like routine, I searched for some of the most fucked up porn I could find while I jerked off. Real piggy shit. Nasty men gangbanging guys close to my age. Messy throat fucking porn and hardcore bondage and BDSM play. But it is getting to a point where the porn is just not satisfying. I reflected on how long I had been doing this monotonous routine porn searching and jerking off. I got with my partner soon after I turned 18. I’m 26, and our sex life dried out not long into our third year together. I’m a traditionalist, and I believe in monogamy, and I believe in commitment. Thick or thin, as they say. But here I am. Needs not being met and alone jerking off to what people see as fucked up and completely wrong. I start flicking through hook-up sites, feeling completely guilty for it. I struck up a few chats with a couple of blocks here and there; occasionally, I would get a dick pic and the odd arse hole here and there. I don’t understand why guys sent pictures of their arse holes. They’re not very attractive when you can’t see the grand vision of a nice butt. Something about chatting with blokes online just felt… Soulless. The routine kept on and on. As I was about to call it, I stumbled across one profile of an older guy I found hot. He was in decent shape and a bit rough-looking. I’m not much for clean-cut guys. But what his profile said struck my interest. He was openly poz, and he seemed a little proud of it. I realised I was jerking harder than usual. I couldn’t control myself and emptied my balls over my smooth, defined chest. ‘What are you all dressed up for?’ ‘Far well drink with work mate. You know Lisa. She’s finished up with the firm… You were invited, remember.’ I straighten up my belt, checking my appearance in the mirror. Looking sharp, I thought. I could feel a shift in my partner’s energy, ‘Well. Long are you gonna be?’ ‘I don’t know.’ The guilt crept up inside. I grabbed my keys and headed for the door, checking myself in the reflection of the splash back in the kitchen as I strutted past. ‘What about me.’ ‘I won’t be long.’ I gave him a peck on the lips and left. The bar was hustling, and my work colleagues were in a party mood. I was torn between wanting to be part of their level of party and the guilt of not returning to my partner. My boss pressed another beer into my chest. I have a good friendship with my boss. I had worked with him for about three years. We spoke about personal shit, and I have opened up about my sex life and he… Well, he isn’t shy about his. Shawn was a married man. Two kids under 14. But he isn’t innocent. For an older bloke, he can get any pussy he likes, and he does. Our after-work chats always end up with him telling me how he banged some bird the other night. And I’m telling you, I thought I had a fucked up perverted sense of taste. He would have to be just as fucked up, if not worse. He’s told me stories of sharing his wife with other men. He gets a real kick seeing strangers shooting their load into his wife and then going in after. I’m always rock hard when he tells me, and he knows it too. Tonight is no different. We sat out on the deck with Shawn telling me yet another one of his conquests. ‘Fuck. I must have drunk too much.’ My eyesight was blurry, and I felt a little drowsy. ‘Shut up. I’m taking you out on a good night, Steve. No calling it early like you always do.’ And he didn’t let me leave. The crowd thinned out, and I was beginning to feel shitfaced. Soon, there were only the two of us. ‘Common mate. It's time to really party. I’m going to introduce you to a few fellas that I know. But first. We need to make a pit stop.’ And sure enough, we stopped by a brothel. ‘Jacob. What are we doing here… Mate? I can barely keep my eyes open.’ ‘Shh.’ We were on the couch as the ladies came out of the back room one by one, as though they were Jacob's personal catalogue. ‘Hi, I’m Cindy.’ The brunette bombshell said, flirting with Shawn. ‘Shawn. You remember I am gay, right.’ ‘Shh… Hi Cindy. Wanna play.’ ‘I sure do. Come with me. Shawn got up to follow, nudging me to come with them. The room was what you would expect when going to a brothel: distasteful and over the top with velvet and oddly chosen furniture. I slumped into the chair in the corner. Shawn wasted no time getting busy with Cindy. I must have passed out. The sounds of thumping and muffling moans and groans first caught my consciousness. My lids scrapped against my dry eyes. And like I said earlier. An arse hole is not very attractive when you can’t see the grand vision of a nice butt. And Shawn’s arse is one of those grand visions. It was like it sobered me up as I watched his cheek flex every time he pumped his cock in Cindy. I was instantly throbbing and felt the strain of my cock pressed hard against my stomach from my tight jocks. He picked up pace. I couldn’t help but imagine licking the sweat built up in the matted bit of hair just above his arse crack. Trails of sweat wept across his burning skin as he held Cindy tight to his body while pumped away like it was the last fuck of his life. ‘Haah… Uugh.. Aaah...’ He moaned, and I knew. His arse cheeks held firm. Cindy’s legs wrapped around him tighter. I had to do everything in my power not to… Release.

I don't often find time to get out between work and familial commitments so when I cruise I kind of rush myself so I can avoid a Walk of Shame situation. I'm 24 and I do have roommates and I do have family that I live and work with very closely. So one night I was cruising on Grindr while I was driving - and while I know that isn't the safest - it shows you how desperate I was to have sex. I really have a hard time scheduling it into my weeks or sometimes months between carpooling and opening and sometimes closing work with my coworkers and family. So I have some time, and I figure I can actually get away with spending some hours if not a night away. It isn't my first time hooking up with a 45 year old and it isn't my first time sneaking a night away. It was the first time somebody on Grindr hit me up with a message like," have you ever partied with Tina?" And my naive ass didn't know any better when he followed up with, "it's like ecstasy but it's powdered up." I smoke a lot of weed and I don't smoke any cigarettes and I don't drink but I have always been curious about ecstasy. Honestly, it takes probably an hour of me covering my tracks for the night and him to prepare his space but I make it to his house and there's a space prepared in his living room with a futon on the floor. I've never seen ecstasy never heard it called Tina and actually never heard that term before that night but I was used to hotel scenes and bathhouses and bareback sex. I'd probably been considering myself a barebacker for two years so this scene with the futon drove me wild. And he loads his Tina and we smoke it out of his pipe for my first time and I do feel the rush and take a deep breath and start rubbing my chest and we take another one and he shotguns me which I've never done with someone for weed but we do it throughout the night. And he takes my shirt off on the ground in what I find out later is his mother's house and she is on vacation. I love sucking cock so he stands up as I suck him and we talk about my first years barebacking and how I haven't gotten barebacked in a bathhouse but it's a fantasy. He gets my ass up on my knees and plays with my hole from his standing position and has me take another hit from the pipe and shotguns me. He tells me my ass is going to look so good ass up with his raw dick sliding in and my back is basically screaming arched while he says he's bout to get me slutty and fuck me piggy bare. He gives me another hit and shotguns me and tells me to lean over the couch with my knees on this bare mattress and he eats my hole and has me hit poppers and hands me the pipe to hit freely for a second while he talks dirty bareback. I'm taking poppers when he presses in and I'm rolling high and he goes in gently but he makes it in piggy. And once he bottoms out he holds it while he arches my back up and shotguns me again. Then when the pipe was safely set down I hit poppers and he went to town. Berating my ass with insults and his hips. He arches my back near maxed and spreads my hole apart at full pound. We both realized how much I enjoyed a slow spit hitting the spot where he's fucking. We both realize how much I love the term spit fuck me. He goes by SIr. Yes sir. We switch positions throughout the night - on my back and riding. And then my favorite again doggy where he does end up blowing his load full creampie. We settle down and talk and end up repeating the scene, probbly exactly as hot as the first time. I make it to work on time the next day.

It all depends on the type of top I’m with and his preference. If he wants to “make love” then I’m a passionate feminine acting bottom, that’s attentive to His needs and making sure I moan like a bitch in heat. If I’m with a raw/masculine beast of a Top who wants to pound my ass hard and enjoy the man on man sex, then I’m super masculine, grunting with him, begging for his seed as he ruts my ass and takes what he needs to get off.

Fucking hot, how did this go?

At first I tried to be choosy and only went bareback with men who said they were married, negative and equally choosy while I was saying the same about myself. Then I realized that any or all of them could have been lying - just the same as I was - and became a lot less choosy. I knew the risk but my need for raw man sex over-rode my common sense, so there were nights I fucked her with cum in my ass and other nights where I fucked her even though I fucked some random guy just a couple of hours before.

Hopefully I manage to finish this story (with intense incest poz sex) _before_ Tuesday. I'm really really sick, damn every time I write a long-lasting story Covid must come and knock at my door, it happened even with the "we have to talk" series. I can't focus on writing for too much time now, hope I get healthy again in time.

He just left after a quick session, didn't have much time today so it was a very rough and hard fuck, didn't bother with rimming me or lube, lucky I already had a load in me! as he stepped in my house he immediately stripped as I was put in doggy for him, presenting my hole as he pushed in, no mercy, all the way in with one hard shove, and then, the plowing began. he was on a mission to unload, kept telling me what a good slut I am and how he enjoyed breeding my pussy, how well I can take his rough fuck and keep his load, unlike his girlfriend (I grinned when I heard that lol) this fuck lasted less then 10 minutes before he deposited yet another HUUUUGE load in my hole. quickly after he shoved a plug to keep all the cum in me as I was cleaning his cock from all the cum and my ass juices. as he was getting dressed I asked if he told his coworkers and he looked at me puzzled, asking if I was serious cause he thought it was just a joke when he said that yesterday lol i told him my holes are there to service him and all men there if he wants to share 😉 I am hoping this time he's gonna spread the word and maybe I'll get some more builders stopping by on their breaks 💦🐷

I have been before with guys with hyperspermia but I think he felt like the most amount of cum deposited in me with one load, by far! when my partner arrived home I couldn't wait share it with him and as he pulled the plug and position his mouth to taste all the cum, I basically flooded his mouth! it was a wild raunchy session just the 2 of us after that 😉 perhaps I'll have an update later with him if he responds!

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Biting the Bullet (hopefully not the cock) I stood there shaking a little as Des started stripping, with his jacket and t-shirt off first I noticed just how gaunt he really was. I knew at about 6ft he could still handle my 5ft 7 inches. I also noticed dried crusty white patches on his body, I didn't want to know what they were. He took off his boots and his jeans and immediately realised he wasn't wearing underwear, then everything came at once, the smell really was worse than with clothes, the worse smell of dried puke, smegma and BO you could imagine, I also noticed his cock was drooped down about 7 or 8 inches, the one guy I had sucked was only about 7 hard. The other thing I noticed was the 'things' on his cock, they looked a mixture of white puss filled boils the side of garden peas and some scabbed over craters, I'd been curious and seen photos online of diseased cocks before and I'd quickly click off as they made me feel ill. Now I had the real thing 2 feet in front of me. "You gonna strip?" As I said, when in my youth I didn't consider myself attractive and used to get nervous changing for PE, now as a 40 year old balding chubby guy I'd never felt more scared or embarrassed in my life. Again, trying to act cool I followed suit, first my jacket and t-shirt, then my boots, jeans and boxers. Not being massively well endowed would have been even worse a humiliation for me but fortunately for some sick reason I was rock hard. Not that Des was even bothered by this, he put a hand on my shoulder (which nearly made me jump out my skin) and pushed downward, getting the picture I knelt on the filthy sheet and gingerly brought my hand up to lift his cock, futily trying to avoid touchng a scab or boil, I felt him suddenly start to harden in my hand when I heard the voice from above. "Well suck it then" He sounded impatient and I was now worried about pissing him off. Getting closer the smell got worse, I could see he was uncut and the hardness revealed smegma at the base of the large mushroom head. I tried to block off my sense of taste and popped the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue round it, god it was fucking huge. I felt his cock jerk and realised he was getting even harder. He put his hand at the back of my head and pushed me further and not very gentle, my lips moved down past the head, I felt something brush my top lip and realised it was a boil, at the same time I accidentally breathed in and I retched as the smell hit me. The next thing to hit me was his hand across my head "Remember what I said if you puke bitch" I felt my own cock twitch as he called be a bitch and I forced myself to swallow and go further down his cock. Despite my lack of experience and his size I tried my best not to use teeth, I knew it might piss him off but I also didn't want one of those pustules bursting in my mouth. I think I got 3rd of the way when he hit the back of my throat so I pulled back to the head and slowly went forward again, using my tongue again and trying not to gag on the size or notice the taste. After 3 or 4 of these I tried to pick up the pace a bit but I'm guessing was too slow for Des who held the sides of my head and started fucking my mouth, he got rougher and was hitting the back of my throat too often for me to handle, I then made the mistake again of breathing in and felt the bile rise before I could stop it. Fortunately I'd not eaten since the day before but the alcohol made an appearance and I puked up some coke coloured bile, some on the end of his cock, rest on the sheet beneath me. I then felt a hard smack across my head. "Told you not to fucking puke bitch, where's my fucking 20!" I fumbled over to my jeans and pulled out £20 and gave him it. "I'm sorry! I just don't have much practice!" I didn't want to piss him off by mentioning the smell. "You ain't sucked much cock or just big ones?" To emphasise he grabbed his cock and swung it a little, I could see the full size now and it had to be 10 or 11 inches! "I've only sucked one cock" I admitted to him, things were getting very real now, my throat hurt and I was scared of either him hurting me or being thrown out. He grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at him. "What, ever??" I just nodded in embarrassment. "What about fucked?" This time I shook my head. He stood there for a moment and then knelt down still holding my hair. "What?! You telling me your a fucking virgin paying a diseased homeless guy to fuck you??" I wanted to cry, my cock rapidly shrinking in humiliation, I was shaking badly. "I just really want it..." I said, more pathetically than anything in my life. He let out this nasty laugh, told me to open my mouth, thinking he was going to stand and have me suck him again I was shocked when he hawked a load of phlegm in my mouth then covered my mouth with his hand. "Swallow it!" After 3 attempts to get my throat working again I did. "You're a more fucked up faggot than I was, lucky for you I still want to fuck something, get your head in the tent, on your hands and knees!" All the searching, false starts, Covid delays, cowardice and here I was about to get what I'd been looking for for 20+ years.

I think it’s easier to see on the outside. You can see people here, and the bulk of my family who all hear the bad stuff and figure they don’t want that so surely the Republicans won’t, say cut my brother’s military retirement and disability benefits (they will), won’t really make poor children work in factories (they already do), won’t punish gay and trans people for existing (they are in some places and want that everywhere), won’t destroy the air and water supplies (they’ve been working on it for decades). They identify as Republicans, and they’re good, so surely the Republicans in office won’t make their lives worse. And they’re going to drag the rest of us to Hell with them.

I’m 8000 miles away and still miss that place. Are used to travel to Australia twice a year and club 80 was the primary destination.

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.

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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.

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.

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.

Versatile here, love mixing the juices both ways. There’s something inherently hot about a hole or dick covered with other men’s juices and mixing them with your own.

Dixie used to be awesome but recently they posted a night security guard who basically hassles visitors to pump and dumps and it has ruined what was a great place to host parTies and events. A couple of weeks ago I was hosted at the Dusk and it went perfectly.

For me, it's not about feeling masculine or feminine. It gives me more confidence. That feeling is good for me. But I think the top will notice it too and he will think he's doing a great job (which probably is true too).

I'm extremely turned-off by masculine, manly dominant bottoms sexually speaking. On the street, I seek masculine straight-acting alpha men. But once in bed I need it a little softer, submissive, docile, feminine and willing to be demasculinized while being repeatedly penetrated.

VL october 2021

Thanks canail for being so prudent. I think I started with the password protection, because I did not know, how the website provider would cope with pozzing stories, including stealth or rape. My stories have always this wicked approach and we see it already on BZ, that not everything is possible anymore - even if it is embedded a fictional story. I remember people messaging me on BZ, saying they loved my stories on one day and then accusing me of putting the wrong ideas into the heads of the guys reading my story lines on another day. Accusing me of encouraging this bad behavior. "I don't want to put any ideas into your head boy.... I would rather put something else into you" But those guys were so afraid.... Pathetic little cock craving sluts. Where were we.... ah yes.... my page.... well, I started a third chapter on 'Just another wasted youth', but never published it, not even on my own site. I said it before and say it again... it was such a great time, writing about the things I enjoy in real life and put it together in stories, that might have happened that way or were changed, because of my twisted mind - but I am not writing at the moment. Well I do sometimes, but only for my own entertainment. The voting and comment section rocked on BZ and it was a kick, to see other guys enjoy the stuff I created. Without the feedback it is only half the fun (actually less) but that's okay. I like the idea, that new readers come to my stories and think... 'wow... nice... oh... too bad it was not finished', instead of: 'damn... that's crap!' Who knows, maybe I will continue writing one day, but the last year was really a bad one.... we all suffered from the situation all over the world. But I lost my little brother also, who died with only 44. I guess, this changed everything for me.... But of course people can contact me via msg for the link to my page and the pw.... no problem. S.