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Roy was a 57 year old man. Who was a 5’9 130 pound man who lost a lot of weight. Balding, with some chest hair and a 7 inch poz dick when hard. He would hangout at the local bathhouse. Looking to get a guy to touch him. But his haggard appearance turned guys off. One night a 22 year old jock named Peter came in with his best friend Sean. Both were drop dead gorgeous. Sean was also 5’8 blonde hair blue eyes. And Peter was 5’11 dark brown hair and eyes. Both had 9 inch dicks. When Roy spotted the young men. Lust came over Roy. He thought both guys were extremely hot. But Peter made Roy’s dick hard. Both men went into the sauna. Roy followed them in and sat down next to Peter. His eyes were closed. Roy slowly brushed his hand against Peter’s leg. Peter moved his leg away. Sean didn’t stay long. He and Peter parted ways. Peter sat back down and Roy decided to slide his hand underneath Peter’s towel. “What the fuck are you doing?” Peter shouted at Roy. “Forgive me please.” “Nobody ever lets me touch them because of my condition.” Roy said. Peter said “it’s all right.” After sitting for a bit. Peter took Roy’s hand and let him rub his leg. “Thank you.” Roy said. He slowly once again moved his hand underneath the towel. Touching Pete’s dick. Roy took his hand and removed his own towel. Then he managed to get Peter’s towel off him. Roy asked if he could suck him. Peter agreed. But went to Roy’s room. He asked Peter if he could tie him up and suck him. Peter thought for a second. Because he felt sorry for him he agreed. Roy stopped his hands and ankles down on a table. Peter’s legs were spread. Roy locked the door and went over to Peter. He started jerking the young man’s dick. Then started sucking him. All the while Pete was enjoying it. Roy then went to eat his ass. It was a cute flat ass too. “Wait, what are you doing?” Pete asked. “Just relax.” Roy said. After eating out his ass. Roy grabbed the lube from his bag and put it on his dick and Peter’s ass. “No” Peter said. “Shhh” Roy said. “You need this has much as I do.” Roy stuffed a sock into his mouth. Then slowly put his Poz dick inside the helpless young man. Peter struggled to get free. But couldn’t Roy was enjoying this young fine piece of ass. Roy being on top of Peter. Removed the sock from his mouth and kissed him. Roy felt his dick plusing inside Peter’s now highly charged ass. His loads were deep inside the young man. Roy removed his dick. Peter passed out. When Peter woke up. Roy had some other poz guys who were fucking him and depositing their loads inside Peter.

Part 2 The alarm went off the next morning. I rolled over and turned it off. I had to get ready for work. I started the shower and thought back to the night before. "What had I done? I let a toxic poz top dump three loads in me. What was I thinking? Maybe he wasn't really toxic. Even if he is toxic, it will be fine. Just don't meet up with him again. Don't take any more chances." I was lathering up the soap and rubbing it all over my body. I soaped up my ass and touched my fuckhole. "mmmmm. It was fun. I loved him using me like that. It was beyond my wildest dreams. Stop. Don't think like that. It is too risky. Don't take any more chances." I got done showering and started getting dressed when my phone beeped. I went over to check it. It was a message from him. "Good morning, boy. Did you sleep well?" I put the phone back down. "I am not going to answer him. I am not taking any chances. Best to just move on. You have to answer him. It would be rude to not say hello. I will just say hello and that's it." I typed "Good morning, Sir. I slept great. Thank you for last night. It was incredible. How are you?" He responded "I am doing great. I have something for you." Suddenly a few pictures came through. The first was me on my knees with his cock entering my mouth. The second was me in doggie on the bed with my ass up and head down. The third was his cock in my crack. The last was his cock barely in my fuckhole. "When did he take these? I don't remember a camera. Wow. Those are hot. Don't think about it. It's too risky. Just move on." I responded "Thank you Sir. I love those pics. Next time, feel free to take video if you want." My mouth dropped as I hit send. I couldn't believe I just typed that. Since I was not going to meet him again, I don't understand why I would say that. "Sure boy. We shall see. Anyway, I am getting ready for work. Have a great day. Talk later." I put the phone down and got finished getting ready for work. I had to meet my boss at the client's office. We have a big all-day presentation for a perspective client. I went down and grabbed a breakfast sandwich from the hotel restaurant and ate by myself. I looked at my phone. I couldn't take my eyes off those pictures. They were making me so horny but I knew that I couldn't repeat it. There is still a chance that he didn't poz me but if I keep getting bred by him, the chances of staying neg continue to drop. I finished my breakfast and headed out to the client. I met my boss in the lobby. He asked "Hey Greg. How was your night?" "It was good. Relaxed in my hotel." I thought back at the actual events of the evening. If only he knew. "Great. Let's go impress the client." We were escorted to the conference room and got setup. The conference room filled up with people. They were all making small talk. I focused on getting myself in the right headspace for the first presentation while they continued to chat. "It's too late for you anyway." I looked up. Two of the people were talking about sports. I looked back down and thought back to last night. "It is just a coincidence. Don't think about it. You aren't going to repeat." "Greg. Are you ready?" my boss asked. My mind snapped back to the present. "Sure thing. Let's go." The day progressed this way. I presented a lot of information. Co-workers that were in remote offices joined the meeting and did their parts of the presentation. I led the discussion and took notes. The day flew by. We finished up with our first day of presentations in the early afternoon. "Great first day, Greg. What are you doing tonight? Want to go out for dinner and drinks?" my boss asked me. "Thanks but I need to prep for tomorrow's meeting. Another night?" I responded as I thought about the possibility of getting bred again. "Sure. Sounds good. Please don't work too hard. Enjoy yourself. See you tomorrow." I headed back to the hotel and stripped out of my clothes. I picked up my phone and looked at the pictures again. I opened the browser and went to my favorite site for poppers and hypno vids. I found a video that looked interesting and launched it. I grabbed my poppers. I watched the video and followed the instructions. I hit when it told me to hit. Images flashed across the screen. Telling me that I am meant to serve. Telling me to let tops use my mouth. Telling me to let tops use my fuckhole. I thought back to last night. I hit the poppers. "Yes. I am doing what I am meant to do. Serve tops." I hit the poppers over and over. I jerked some but the poppers made my cock soft as they always do. I went to my text messages and typed. "Do you want to use me again tonight, Sir?" and I hit send. No response. It was still early. He was probably still at work. I grabbed the douche and cleaned out. I want to be prepared in case I decide to do anything. My phone beeped. "Yes boy. I definitely want to breed you again tonight. Do you want to go to cumunion? It is at jackhammer." "I will do whatever pleases you, Sir." "Good boy. Get something light to eat and get prepped. Meet there at 9p tonight." "Yes Sir. Can't wait." I put the phone down. I didn't understand what I was doing. I know it is too risky to meet again. "He is toxic. If I go to cumunion, I will probably get bred by other guys too. I am just increasing my likelihood of getting pozzed. It's too late for you anyway. You may as well do what you are meant to do." I ordered some food and had it delivered to the room. I finished eating and checked the time. It was 7p. I checked how long it would take to get to Jackhammer and found it was about 35 minutes. "OK. If I decide to go, I would need to get an Uber a little after 8p to make it there. I am not going to go anyway. Too risky." I went and douched again to make sure I was ready in case I decided to go. I called the wife and checked in. She had an uneventful day. I told her about my day. When she asked me what I was doing tonight, I told her that I am probably going out to meet my boss. We chatted a few more minutes and hung up. I went back to porn and poppers. I looked at the time. It was 7:45. If I am going to go, I needed to get dressed. My phone beeped. "Bring poppers and some lube. Not sure if you will need the lube but bring it. Wear your jock. When you get there, wait near the pit but don't enter. See you soon." I hesitated. Here is my chance to tell him that I wasn't going to go. "Yes Sir. Can't wait." I got dressed, grabbed some cash, a credit card, my room card, and my ID. I grabbed my poppers and a small bottle of lube. My heart was pounding. Last chance. "I can go. Spend a few minutes looking around and then come back here and jerk off." I ordered an Uber. He would be here at 8:05p. I hit the poppers one last time, put the bottle in my pocket and walked out the door and headed for the lobby. I walked outside and waited. Right on time, the Uber arrived. I hopped in and off we went. My heart was pounding. I looked at my phone and looked back at the pictures that he sent me and found myself getting horny again. I looked out the window at all the buildings. After a while, we pulled up and I got out. I followed the signs for Cumunion. A guy was waiting at the door. I paid him the entrance fee and went down the stairs. I entered and looked around. It didn't look like a bathhouse. I looked to the right and there was a counter. The guy handed me a basket for my things. He pointed to where the bathroom was and I headed in. I entered a stall and stripped down to my jock and socks. I put everything in the basket except my lube and poppers. I opened my text messages and sent him a message. "I am there Sir." "Good boy. I will be there soon." I put the phone in the basket and took it back to the desk. I walked around to get a good look at the place. There was a room with a tv with porn. There were a few pieces of furniture. There were a couple of guys hanging out chatting. I continued to walk around and came upon another area. It was recessed. This must be the pit. There were around 20 guys there. Most were standing around or kneeling on the floor. Some of the standing guys were getting sucked by the guys on their knees. One guy was in a sling getting fucked. After a couple of minutes the top pulled out. It didn't look like he came. The bottom stayed in the sling for a couple of minutes and then got up. I stayed there watching the scene for a bit. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a guy come up next to me. I looked over and saw it was him. "Good evening boy" he said as he reached over and patted my bare ass. "I am glad you came. It looks like a quiet evening so far. I know a couple of the guys here but that's it. Let's go down there and have some fun. Don't worry. I will take care of you. I will maintain control of the situation. You're mine." He led me down into the pit and over to one of the side walls. He had me stand with my back to the wall. "Kneel and start sucking." I knelt with my back against the wall. I pulled his cock out from his jock. It was semi-hard already. I started licking the head and shaft and let it slip into my mouth. His cock started to grow hard. I continued to suck and felt his hands on my head. Unlike last night where he just held his hands on my head, today he gripped my head tighter and was active in fucking my mouth and throat. I gagged and he withdrew. He pushed back in and started to fuck my mouth again. I gagged again and he withdrew again. I looked up and saw there were others standing around watching. "You can do it boy. Just relax and enjoy." He put his cock in my mouth and started to fuck my mouth again. I knew I needed to please him in front of all of these people. I needed to show them that I was worthy to be his. After a few minutes, he pulled out and stepped to the side. Another guy stepped in front of me. "Greg - this is John. He's a friend of mine. Make sure you please him for me." "Yes Sir." John stepped closer and I held my mouth open. I looked at his cock. It was shorter and thinner but still looked good. I reached out and brought his cock to my mouth. I licked it and stuck it in my mouth. I could taste ass on his cock. He must have been fucking someone earlier. I continued to suck him. He was much more passive. He didn't touch my head so I took the initiative to suck him as best as I could. "Rob. Your boy sucks cock pretty well." I realized that this was the first time that I heard his name. He had bred me three times and I never knew his name. I continued to suck making sure I pleased him. "Yeah. He is not very experienced but he makes up for it with the need to please. His fuckhole is really good too. Nice and tight. Well, not as tight as it used to be after I dumped three loads in him last night." "Congrats Rob. He like your special loads?" "Yep. He isn't on prep and his fertile fuckhole took my 5 day load and then two more last night." John put his hands on the sides of my head and started to moan. "mmmmmm. I am going to have to stop or my special load is going down his throat." With that, John withdrew his cock. "Thanks Greg. Catch you later." John stepped back and Rob immediately took his place. He grabbed my head and put his cock at my lips. I opened up and he pushed in. "Good boy. You did so well. I am very proud of you." He continued to fuck my face. I had relaxed and was taking his cock better. I wasn't feeling the need to gag any longer. "That's enough of the sucking. I don't want to waste my first load in your throat but don't worry. You will be swallowing at least one of my loads this week." Rob stepped to my side and put his hand on my head. Everyone could see that I was his. After a couple of minutes, another guy came over. He was a thin scrawny guy. He looked like he was skin and bones. He had low hanging balls and his cock was very engorged. "May I use your boy's mouth?" "Of course. What's your name?" "My name is Sam. Thank you." With that, he stepped in front of my mouth and put his cock at my lips. I instinctively opened my mouth and licked the tip of his cock and made sure I tasted the drop of pre-cum on the tip. It was salty and seemed like it burned my tongue. He pushed the head in and held it there. "Lick around my head, boy. Make it swell in your mouth." I did as I was told and was rewarded with his head growing thicker and thicker in my mouth. He pulled out and held his cock at my lips. I stuck out my tongue and he slapped it with the head and shaft. "Lick more of that precum." I started licking up every drop of his precum. Again, it felt like it was burning my tongue. He immediately pushed his cock back into my mouth but pushed past the head this time. I started sucking. I was rewarded by moans. Sam asked "You going to be offering up his fuckhole tonight?" "Maybe. I have to give him the first load of cum in his neg fuckhole though." "He's neg? Hopefully he is on prep." "Nope. He's not on prep." "Ah. I probably shouldn't fuck him them. I am very toxic." "It's too late for him anyway." "Oh really? Already took some toxic loads?" "Yep. Took three toxic loads from me last night" "Cool. Well. Let me know. Thanks for letting me use his mouth a little." With that, he withdrew and left me to my thoughts. "Boy. Take two hits in each nostril. You need it." I took out the poppers and took a deep hit in my left nostril and immediately in my right nostril. I held it for a few seconds, let out some air and then repeated. My nerves were replaced with even more horniness. "Good boy. The sling is clear. Let's get you in there before it is taken again. Have you ever been fucked in a sling?" "Yes Sir. Once." He grabbed my hand and I stood up. My knees were sore as I walked over to the sling. I turned around and hopped up in the sling. I slid down to the edge. Rob grabbed my legs and pulled them up and attached the cuffs to each leg. "Slide down a little more to make sure your ass is hanging over but you are comfortable." I slid down a bit more. I felt very exposed. Guys were looking over at us. Rob motioned for a guy to come over to us. The guy was short, chubby, and hairy. "Boy. This is Tom. He loves to rim holes. He is going to get your fuckhole ready for me. Tom - go to town." With that, Tom bent over and I immediately felt his tongue on my hole. He started licking around the outside. He proceeded to flicking his tongue all over. Then, his tongue went in. He definitely knew what he was doing. My head rolled back with the intense pleasure. I didn't think it could be any more intense but I was wrong. He started fucking my hole with his tongue. After several minutes, he withdrew. I was disappointed but that disappointment didn't last long. I felt a cock at my fuckhole. It was Rob. "Did you enjoy that boy?" "Oh yes, Sir. Thank you Sir." "Good. Now it is time to load you up for the first time tonight. Hit the poppers while I push in." With that, his cock started to probe my hole. I immediately took a big hit from poppers and held them. He pushed in further. A couple more hits and he had hit bottom. "Ahhh. Still tight. Good thing that I lubed up though. That will be the last lube you will get. After this, the only lube you will be getting is spit and the cum in your hole." "Thank you Sir. Whatever pleases you." "Good boy." I heard the chains clink as he grabbed them and started the steady pace of fucking me. My head rolled back in pleasure as he hit my prostate repeatedly with his perfect cock. I lost all track of time as I was lost in the pleasure. Then I felt someone's mouth on my right nipple. I opened my eyes to see someone licking and sucking it. Someone else was pinching Rob's nipples. He was lost in pleasure. The sling started rocking faster and Rob increased his speed. He opened his eyes and looked down at me and smiled. "Look around boy. Look at all of these people watching me use you. In a minute they are going to see me claim you as mine again." "Thank you, Sir. I am yours." Rob's smile widened and his pace quickened. It wouldn't be long now. I was about to take another toxic load in my fertile hole and everyone was going to watch. Rob yelled "Take my dirty seed, my neg fuckhole!" as he pushed in hard. I could feel his cock swell and felt his load spraying my insides. I was in heaven. After a few moments, he withdrew and Tom's tongue was immediately on my fuckhole. "Make sure you that load stays in him, Tom." Rob stepped back and another guy started sucking his cock. I was jealous. I liked cleaning his cock after breeding me. John came over to Rob and slapped him on the back. "Looked hot. Mind if I take a turn?" "Of course John. Enjoy that hole." Tom moved away and John was immediately at my hole. His cock just touching the outside of my hole. "Looked like you enjoyed everyone knowing that you took his dirty load in your neg fuckhole. Am sure you will enjoy mine too." He pushed in. His cock was not as long or thick as Rob's so his cock easily slid into my cummy fuckhole. "Damn Rob. You left a huge hot load in there. Thanks. You know I love a cummy fuckholes - especially a neg fuckhole that has a poz load in there. You know how much I love adding my strain." John grabbed the chains and started to fuck. After a couple of thrusts, he started picking up the pace and power. He was not gentle at all. I looked at him and he looked like an animal in heat. Determined to take my hole. I looked around and others had gathered around. I felt hands on my chest. They came from everywhere. I looked back up and saw Rob standing over me. He was looking straight down at me. "You are doing so good, boy. Are you enjoying yourself?" I could barely answer "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." "I am not going to have all of these guys breed you tonight. I don't want you to get too loose for me. I still have plans for you. John's my buddy and I might pick one other guy to breed you here. Do you think you would be willing to get bred by Sam?" "Which one is Sam?" "The scrawny guy who said he is very toxic." I was conflicted and didn't know what to do and then I heard. "Take my dirty seed, boy!" as I felt John slam hard in me. I didn't feel his load when he came. I felt unfulfilled but happy I pleased Rob. I looked back up to Rob. "I will do whatever you wish, Sir." "No boy. I can't make this decision for you." I thought about it for a second. This was definitely a big step. I asked him "Would it please you for me to get bred by him, Sir?" "Yes boy. It would be exciting seeing you take this step but it is your decision." The decision was easy. "It's too late for me anyway, Sir." Rob smiled and nodded. "Sam. His fuckhole is yours if you want it." Sam stepped up. "Thanks Rob. Very kind of you. I have not cum in a week." I looked down and saw Sam's cock. It was engorged and looked very angry. His balls looked like they hung even lower than before. He put his cock at the entrance of my fuckhole and he looked at me and then Rob. I looked up at Rob and smiled. "Thank you, Sir" is all that I could manage to say. Then a bottle of poppers ended up under my nose. I inhaled deeply. The bottle was moved to my other nostril and I inhaled again. Then it was back to my first nostril and then back again. I was focused on inhaling and then I felt it. His cock pushed all the way in one stroke. "Wow. You are right. This hole feels great. I haven't felt a tight fuckhole like this in a while. Most guys that let me fuck them are real loose. I am going to enjoy this hole. You said he is neg, right?" Rob replied "Well he was before last night. Doubt he will be after tonight though." Sam chuckled and started to pull out a little and then pushed back in. He was very gentle. His cock felt like a molten steel rod. It felt like it was stretching me and pushing deeper than I have felt in a long time. The cock felt like it was burning my insides but the pleasure was incredible. Suddenly, I felt something different. It felt like a tongue just under my fuckhole. Sam moaned. "Yeah slut. Rim me, lick my balls and around his hole while I fuck him. It's gonna drive me even wilder." Now I knew what was going on. Someone was underneath Sam. Sam's pace picked up. I looked up and saw Sam's head was back and his eyes were closed. For the first time, I noticed he had nipple rings. Someone was licking and pulling on them. I looked further down and watched him thrust into me. On his hip, I noticed it. A scorpion tattoo. I hadn't noticed it when I was sucking him but now I could see it. I kept staring at it as Sam became animalistic. He was pounding into me. It felt like my insides were on fire. I leaned back in pleasure. "I'm getting close, boy. This is your last chance for me to pull out." "Please don't pull out. Fill me with your toxic seed." Sam chuckled "I wasn't going to pull out anyway" and then he slammed hard in me. I felt every spasm. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. All burning hot toxic loads filling me up. I looked at Sam. "Thank you, Sir." I looked up at Rob. "Thank you, Sir. I hope I pleased you." "You did boy. That was the hottest." Sam withdrew and Rob came around and pushed his cock in my hole but didn't fuck me. He was keeping the cum in me. "Fuckkkkk. That is such a hot load in there." Sam replied "Yeah. People say my loads are very hot in more ways than one. Thanks. I have needed to unload in a neg hole for a long time. Thanks again." He turned and walked away. Sam kept his cock in me for a few minutes before withdrawing and I immediately felt something being pushed into my hole. It was a butt plug. "I don't want any of these loads leaking out, boy." "Thank you, Sir." He unlocked my legs from the cuffs. "We are done for tonight, boy. Hop out of the sling." I climbed out of the sling and he led me out of the pit into the other room. My legs were wobbly but I followed behind him. He told me to sit down on the bench. As I did, I felt that my hole was sore. "You did so well tonight, boy. Unfortunately, I have to call it a night." I was disappointed. I was horny for more. I needed to please. I was practically panting with desire. "I know you are disappointed, boy. We will play tomorrow. I want you to come to my place tomorrow. Can you possibly come earlier? Like 7p?" "Yes Sir. I can make that work." "Good boy. As far as tonight, I want you to head back to your hotel. If you are still horny, feel free to look for tops to breed you. Only rules are that it must be bareback and you are not allowed to cum. Look for poz guys but if you can't find them, neg guys are fine as long as it is bareback. Make sure that you advertise that you are cum-filled. At the end of the night, you will let me know how many breed you. You will also sleep with the butt plug in you. I want that cum trapped in you all night." "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Now go get dressed and head out. Talk to you tomorrow."

We are in big trouble.

This story is pure fiction but has some elements taken from my experiences. A little about me. I am a 50 year-old guy that has been married to a woman for several years. Our sex life consists of being together once or twice a month (at max). I am a super horny guy and I end up jerking off several times a week. Even though I am married to a woman, I love submitting to men and letting dominant tops use my fuckholes. I rarely get a chance to hookup because my wife is almost always around. Even when she goes out with her friends, it is generally for a short period of time and my area is horrible to find tops. My main focus for jerking off is bb porn, popperbating, hypno videos, etc. Finding sites like breeding.zone got me into poz/neg play. I got hooked on the stories and many times wished it were me. Like many others, when I hooked up, I started looking for neg tops that were on prep. Eventually, I pursued poz undetectable tops. I had thought about going to the next stage (detectable tops) but didn't have the courage even though I found the stories to be very hot. Once or twice a year I end up travelling for work by myself which allowed me the chance to play. The time had come and work decided that I should go to Chicago. I immediately looked on bbrt for tops and reached out to a bunch of neg and undetectable tops with limited responses. As the days passed, I found that there was a cumunion while I was there. I had been to bathhouses before but never been to a cumunion. I would keep that in mind if I strike out with tops. I made sure I secretly packed my portable douching kit, jock, poppers, and lube in my suitcase. I was ready to travel. Finally, the day arrived and I flew to Chicago. On the ride from the airport to the hotel, I hopped on grindr, sniffies, and bbrt looking to see who was around and saw some decent prospects. I got to the hotel, checked in, and took out my play gear. I started watching some poppers vids, did poppers, and started douching. I wanted to be ready to play on my first night just in case. Early evening arrived and I called the wife to let her know that everything went well and that I would be watching tv and getting ready for work tomorrow. The entire time I was talking with her, I was checking the apps. I saw a guy on grindr that looked interesting. A simple pic of his hairy chest with just "top breeder" in his profile. I got off the phone with the wife and sent him a message. "You looking for a sub btm tonight?" I waited for several minutes and didn't get a reply. I figured he wasn't interested so I kept looking. Then the response came. "Yes boy. Pics?" he responded. I sent back my standard pics of my hairy chest, me in doggie position, and my face pic. He responded with pics of his face and cock. He looked rugged and attractive and his cock looked great. Nice size and looked like it would breed me great. I sent him back a message telling him how hot he was. He had a simple response. "Location?" I responded by telling him the hotel I was staying at. He responded that he would be here in 30 mins. I did another quick douche to make sure I was fully ready and did a bunch of poppers. I went back to bbrt and saw a profile with the same chest pic. I checked it and it was also very simple. It simply said "top breeder". I checked his status and it said "Ask me." I saw that and made me nervous. I sent him a message on grindr. "Found your profile on bbrt, Sir. What is your status? I'm neg and never been on prep." He responded "Don't worry boy. You will be fine. Hit your poppers while you are waiting for me." I hit the poppers a bunch of times and got even hornier. A new message popped up on grindr. "I am in the lobby. Room number?" "I am in room 431, Sir" "OK. Keep the lights on but dimmed a bit. Be naked except for a jock if you have one and be ready to answer the door." "Yes Sir." "Good boy." I turned off some of the lights. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I had the lube and poppers on the night table and had another bottle of poppers in my hand. I waited by the door for what seemed like forever. Was I getting stiffed? Wouldn't be the first time. Then I heard it. Footsteps in the hall and a knock on the door. I looked out the peephole and saw the guy from grindr. I opened the door and stood behind it as he walked in. I closed it behind him and locked it. "Good evening boy. On your knees." I immediately got on my knees with my head down. He slid his pants down and his cock sprang out and he immediately had it in my face. "What are you waiting for? Start sucking." "Yes Sir" is all that I could say. I immediately looked up at his cock. It was already hard and looked like it was about 7" long and a nice thickness. Not too thick and not too thin. His cock ring had his cock really tight and it looked angry. I immediately opened my mouth and took his cock into my mouth. It was musky but tasted so good. It felt like steel. I felt hands on the back of my head. He didn't fuck my face but just held them there so I knew he had control and to make sure I didn't pull off his cock. I kept sucking and gagged but he remained patient. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to lick his precum. I stuck out my tongue and lapped up his precum. It was salty and sweet. "Good boy. Now go over to the bed. Lay on your back with your head at the edge. I want to get into your throat a little." I crawled over to the bed and got up in the position that he asked. He walked over to me and told me to get closer to the edge. My head started to hang off the edge. I felt his hands reach under and support my neck. Then, his cock was in my face again. He slid a little further and rested his balls on my mouth. I immediately started kissing and licking his heavy balls. He moaned which made me even more excited. He pulled back slightly and held his cock on my lips. "Open your mouth, boy." I opened and he let my head drop a little to line up his cock with my open mouth. He pushed the head in slightly and held it there. "More going in, boy. Just relax." He slowly pushed in. His cock kept going in. I was starting to panic a little. He sensed it and backed off a little. "It's ok boy, just relax. I just want to feel your throat." He stayed still and then started to push in again. I focused my mind on bringing him pleasure and relaxing. Slowly he pushed and before I knew it, my lips were touching the cock ring. "Good boy" is all that he said before withdrawing a little and pushing again. He slowly and gently fucked my throat. I gagged and he pulled out. "It's ok boy. You are doing good. Let's try again." I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed his cock in until he was in my throat again. Again, he withdrew and pushed in and started to fuck my mouth and throat again. I tried to stay calm but the anxiety started to build again. He sensed it and withdrew again. "You did well boy but it's time for the main act. Get up on the bed and in doggie. Head down. Ass up." I turned over and got into position. I felt him behind me. His strong legs against mine. He put his cock in my crack and left it there. "Ok boy. I want you to do a bunch of poppers. Hit them when I tell you to him them. Hold them when I tell you to hold them. Alternate nostrils." "Yes Sir." "Ok boy. Hit." I did a hit in my left nostril. "Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold" I hit each time making sure I alternated nostrils. Each time I hit, he rubbed his cock through my crack and touched my fuckhole. Once I held, he slowly pushed the head in. It slid in easily and he held it there. "Good boy. Very tight but you are doing well. Exhale. We are going to do the same thing as I push the rest of the way in you. Hit." I hit the poppers and he pushed in again. There was pain but I didn't care. I was so high and his cock felt great again. This continued as I hit and he pushed until he was fully in. "Good boy. You feel great" "Thank you, Sir. You feel so great. Please fuck me." "Whatever you wish, boy. No more poppers for a bit. You need to feel this." He slowly withdrew a little and pushed back. Slowly he started fucking me. He was gentle but firm. Giving my tight fuckhole a chance to accommodate. He kept hitting my prostate which was making my limp cock leak all over in my jock. "Ok boy. I want you to take a big hit in each nostril and hold it until I say." I immediately took a bit hit in my left nostril and then my right and held it. He fucked a few more strokes and then just held it there. I could feel his cock pulsing and it felt amazing. "Release boy." I exhaled and he withdrew his cock from my ass. "Time for you to suck some more, boy." I spun around and took his cock in my mouth. I licked his entire shaft which was softer but still semi-hard and took the head in my mouth. I could taste my ass and what seemed like cum. I kept sucking and licking and his cock got hard as steel again. "Good boy. Time to fuck you again. Get on your back with your legs up." I flipped on my back and held my legs out. He immediately got between my legs and pushed them back a little with his strong arms. This was the first time I really got a look at him. He was in his 50's or so with salt and pepper hair. His hairy chest was semi-muscular with a bunch of grey hair mixed in. His arms were strong like someone that did a bunch of physical work but not a gym rat. He had a slight belly but overall was in decent shape. He was now between my legs, grabbed his cock and lined it up with my fuckhole. He grabbed the poppers, took a hit, and then held them under my nose. "Take a nice hit and hold." I inhaled deeply and he pushed his full cock into me. It felt amazing. He reached into my jock and found my cock was limp. "Good sub boy. Useless cock. Only here for my pleasure." "Yes Sir. I am yours to use." "Good boy." He started to slowly fuck me. I was in heaven. He was started pumping me with determination but a wonderful pace. I looked up and studied his face. Strong, rugged, and determined. His blue eyes were staring at me. He was nice looking and looked like someone that knows what he wants and takes it. He kept fucking me and was holding my legs. He grabbed the poppers bottle again. "Take these poppers and hit as you want and when I tell you. Make sure when you hit that you hold them as long as you can." "Yes Sir." I took the poppers and immediately took a hit and held them. "Good boy." He continued to fuck me and started to pick up the pace and intensity. I continued to stare at him. A smile came across his face. "Remember when you asked me my status? Hit boy." "Yes Sir." I took a hit and held it. "Well as you probably guessed, I am poz. Release and hit again boy." I released and hit again as I tried to understand what he was saying. "Well. What you probably didn't guess is that I am not on meds. Hit and hold." I hit and held it. The realization started to hit me. I was letting an unmedicated poz top fuck me and if he kept going, he was going to pump his toxic load in me. I started to panic a little. He sensed it and picked up the pace. "Please Sir. Can you pull out?" He smiled. "No. It's too late for you anyway. You already have one toxic load in you and are about to get a second. Hit." I panicked but did as I was told. I hit and held the poppers. He smiled. His eyes were locked on mine as he held me down, and pushed fully into me. His eyes were intense as I felt his cock spasm over and over inside me. I released the poppers and closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew and climbed up on my chest. He stuck his semi-hard cock in front of my mouth. I instinctively opened my mouth and started licking and sucking his cock. "Good boy. Clean my cock and get it hard again. I am not leaving until I get a third load in your fertile fuckhole." I continued to suck his cock. Again, I could taste my ass and his cum just like the first time he had me clean his cock. He obviously came the first time and didn't tell me. One difference this time was that I could taste some metal. From the stories that I read, I knew this meant there were minor tears in my fuckhole and his DNA was seeping into me. After a few minutes of sucking him he told me to turn over and lay flat. I immediately did as I was told. "Good boy. You know you needed this and I glad you picked me." I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks. I was excited and scared but then something unexpected happened. I felt his tongue at my hole. He started rimming me. I felt his stubble while his tongue went into my used fuckhole. "So tasty. Love your ass juice and my cum mixture. I think I also taste some blood in there. You know what this means, right boy?" "Yes Sir. It means that I am yours. Your seed will be part of me forever." "Damn right, son. You are mine now. We need to make sure this takes." I was disappointed when his tongue stopped but then it was immediately replaced by his rough fingers. He fucked my hole with his fingers and then pulled out. He reached around and stuck his fingers in my mouth. I immediately tasted his cum and my juices. He pulled his fingers out and immediately his tongue was back at my hole. "Mmmmm. Much better." I was in heaven feeling his tongue. Then it stopped. He changed positions and was now on top of me. He spread my asscheeks again and I felt his hard cock at my hole again. He held it there for a minute and pushed in. He lowered all of his weight on top of me and wrapped his arm around my chest. He started fucking me. This time was different. The first two times, he took it slowly and gently. Not this time. He started fucking me much harder than before. He was determined to make me his. "Tell me to breed you" he barked. "Please breed me." "Tell me to poz you" "Please Sir. Poz me. Give me your toxic poz load. Knock me up." "Sure thing boy" he said as he slammed hard into me and he grabbed me even tighter. Again, I felt his cock spasming in me. It felt like every spasm was hitting my prostate. I thought I was going to cum but didn't. After a few minutes, he withdrew. He immediately came back to my face. "You know what to do, boy." I immediately cleaned his cock. I was in submissive heaven. "Stay just like that boy. We need to make sure it takes" he said as he pulled back. I stayed where I was and heard him getting dressed. "How long are you in town, boy? I need to hit that again." "I am here for four more days, Sir." "Cool. You going to cumunion?" He asked. I replied "I thought about it but I don't know." "You should go. I can meet you there. We can have lots of fun." "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Here is my number. Text me so we can arrange to meet again." "Yes Sir." "Good night, my boy. See you later." With that, he left and I was left on my own. I was scared. I had just taken three toxic loads. I told myself that should go try to get these loads out of me but then something happened. I stuck a finger in my hole and found it covered in cum. I took it to my mouth and tasted it. It tasted so good and I knew I needed this again. I sent a text to him - "Thank you Sir. I can't wait to give you my fuckholes again as much as you want." "Good boy. Talk tomorrow."

I've been traveling, and was lucky enough to arrange to have an overnight in Palm Springs Sunday night, I didn't even know that they were celebrating Pride this weekend until I showed up at Club 541 and found the line shaking through the parking lot. I had to wait over an hour to get in, but once I did thing got hot fast, I'm pretty sure I both bred and got bred within 15 minutes of getting in. When I came up for air after that initial activity, I realized there were 3 familiar faces I knew from Portland bathhouses in the club. One of them is a total bottom pig and I saw him getting fucked a lot, but the other 2 I've never seen have sex, and seemed to be just standing around doing what they always do in Portland, and I had to wonder what the hell they were doing there. I can only hope that it gives them an idea what a true fuck club is for, but my gut tells me they were probably disappointed that their slut shaming and cock blocking doesn't work in places like Palm Springs. None of the 3 were still around at closing time to benefit from the I need to find a fuck before I leave situation, I was able to both give and take a load while in the last 15 minutes they were open. Ultimately over the 4 hours I was there, I lost count of how many holes I was in and how many poles I had in mine. I know gave 3 loads and think I took 3 loads, and had a ton of fun.

This is what I'm primarily afraid of. I'm coming from a place of privilege. I'm a white male, age 18 to 49 as The Simpsons joke goes, meaning I'm basically the demographic with power in this nation. I'm even straight passing, even though I hate that phrase. But I'm still a fag. And I'm concerned that groups that hate now have their mouthpiece and figurehead back in the White House. I remember what it was like last time. I live not far from Charlottesville, VA. I remember the neo-Nazis with tiki torches. The administration is going to have a lot of power, at least until the next midterm when we have an opportunity to take back the Senate. I hope we don't lose any Supreme Court justices between now and then. But I'm mainly concerned about what this is going to mean in the neighborhoods. In the communities. In the streets where people are emboldened to act on their hate once again.

Grindr Gone Wrong —----------------------- So about 6 months ago I took the fateful step of installing Grindr on my phone. My fiance was away for the weekend visiting her parents and I was home alone, a little drunk, a little high and very horny. I’d consider myself 90% straight but whenever I’m under the influence I can definitely stray from the typical, narrow path. I fucked a couple of femboys in college and I’ve always found trans girls with fat cocks fascinating. I’d occasionally jack off to gay porn if I just wanted to see some big dicks slamming into hungry holes, so I wasn’t exactly straight set. Plus, I’ve often found it’s way easier to chat with horny dudes about nasty sex, especially when you just need to fire a quick nut off. I’ve been engaged for 2 years so it’s not like I was actually going to do anything. I was just curious and horny and I definitely wasn’t thinking it through at the time. Hopefully I’d get a few compliments, have a bit of sleazy chat with some horny older dude, shoot a nice big load all over myself and pass out. Easy peasy. It was a Friday night, around 11pm. A good time to harvest some potential wank material I thought. I fired up Grindr and began to throw together a basic profile: I’m 26, 5’11, 7 inch dick and a swimmer-body, otter-type. I scrolled through my phone for my hottest ass pic, set it as my profile photo and hit upload. I set my profile status as “Looking for a hung older top” and jumped in the shower. As I soaped up my lean muscular body I could hear my phone chiming away with the sound of horny dudes that probably wanted to fuck me. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but picture big juicy cocks twitching in front of me as I cleaned out my tight young hole. Maybe I could invite one of them over for some mutual wanking and we could shoot a big load together. Pure fantasy, I thought, but I might not get the chance again and it would be pretty harmless fun. I stepped out of the shower and toweled myself off. I began scrolling through the messages and there was one that stood out immediately. “56 TOP DADDY RAW ONLY!” followed by an attached image. I was struck by the image of a sexy older guy laying back on a bed, proudly displaying a dangerously hard cock. He looked 50ish like he described. Shaven head, a few tribal tattoos and fairly muscular for his age. He was clearly quite fit and his dick was definitely bigger than mine. It was at least 8 inches long, thick and very vascular. He was sporting a hefty silver cock-ring around the base of his tool and it made his bulging sack look heavy with cum. As I stared and I could feel myself begin to drool. My hole was throbbing and before I knew what I was doing I had sent him a response: “Free now Daddy? 😈” He replied almost immediately: “Yes boy. You play bare?” “Sure. I’m clean so if you are too then no problem 😉” “I only fuck raw.” was all he responded. I was so hypnotized by his virile looking prick that I didn’t stop and think about the potential warning signs. Half of my brain was thinking about how his cum might taste, while the other half had already typed out and sent him my address. “I’ve just popped a blue. I’ll be at yours in 15 minutes.” he said, then vanished offline. I immediately started to sweat behind the ears. Shit, what have I just done? I was expecting more of a chat first. He only asked me one question. What have I just agreed to? Well, nothing yet. I didn’t technically agree to anything. No need to panic. But on the other hand, a big dicked daddy was en route and was likely expecting to fuck me. I’m sure we could just wank together over some porn, and he wouldn’t be too bothered, right? I didn’t really have time to think about it. I gave the place a quick tidy and threw on some clean clothes. Before I knew it, the buzzer for the front door went. I checked my door camera and it was definitely the same guy as in the picture. An image of his rock-hard member flashed into my mind and a wave of heat flushed around my hole. Fuck. My heart was pounding in my chest. I took a few deep breaths and buzzed him in. He stepped inside and the door loudly latched itself behind him. “Hi Daddy” I said, accompanied with a cheeky smile. “You got here fast!” I was nervous but trying to hide it by being coy. “Hey sexy boy” he smirked. “Yea, I just came from the gym and this was practically on my drive home.” He looked me up and down and bit his lip. I could tell he liked what he was seeing and he wasn’t even trying to hide it. “You’re a lot cuter than I was expecting, son.” I stood in the doorway to my bedroom and motioned for him to come closer. He was still wearing his gym gear and I could smell his post workout musk as he approached. He was more muscular than I was expecting, even more so than in the picture he sent, and I definitely noticed a few new tattoos on his arms. I glanced down and he had a very large, visible bulge in his shorts. He definitely caught me staring at his growing package because when I looked back up he was staring right at me and grinning. “So do you have much experience with guys then son?” he laughed and playfully tugged at my waistband like he already knew the answer. I didn’t lie. I told him I’d sucked an older guys cock before when I was really drunk and that I enjoyed it, but that was about it. “So you’re an anal virgin then?” he said inquisitively. “Well no... sometimes, when I jerk off I put my fiance's dildo in my ass… so I wouldn’t exactly say a virgin…” He smirked and stifled a laugh. I could see his eyes light up wickedly. I knew exactly what he was thinking. He was starting to look at me like a predator looks at prey. My fight or flight instinct was kicking in and telling me to abort, but my lust for his cock was completely countering it. “So… are you sure you want to try this real meat?” he said, glancing down and massaging his thickening package through his shorts. Somehow it didn’t sound like a question. His dick looked so alluring now that we were up close and personal. I could clearly see the hefty outline, even his cock-ring was visible. We were close enough that his musk was drifting straight up my nose and shocking my brain into submissiveness. Even his pheromones made me feel like prey. I stood there momentarily stunned as he leaned in close and gave my firm, young ass a hard squeeze. It quickly turned to groping and as he manhandled my cheeks I could feel my uninitiated hole flush with waves of heat. I couldn’t stop staring at his powerful looking cock and I swear I could see it twitch. Fuck it looked good. I needed to know what he tasted like. It was too much. I stuffed my hands into his waistband and wrapped my fingers around his heavy, swollen prick. I couldn’t believe how hard it was. He moaned in approval and we locked eyes as I gently massaged his thick daddy meat. I don’t know how else to explain it; but it felt like in that moment, an unspoken contract was being written and signed. It felt like I was making a deal with the devil. I wanted what he had, and he wanted what I had. We both absolutely NEEDED it. Time seemed to unfreeze. We both lunged at each other, kissing frantically. He was much more aggressive than I was used to but I loved it. My head was in the clouds as we tore at each other's clothes and began tongue fucking each other in a frenzy of saliva and lust. We practically levitated to the bed and when we pulled ourselves apart my eyes could properly drink in the reality of the situation. “Holy shit Daddy that thing is fucking huge!” I gasped, as I looked down at his fully primed, twitching cock. He had a smug look on his face as he leaned back on the bed. He tugged on his heavy sack and I watched in awe, as a few thick globs of precum oozed from the tip of his cock. His veiny branch jutted out proudly as it trickled down his meaty length. I was completely hypnotized. “It’s time to taste it boy.” I couldn't tell if the words came from him or from inside my own mind. I couldn’t believe what was happening. My brain was locked-up but my senses were absolutely on fire. Without thinking, I climbed onto the bed next to him and began lowering my eager mouth towards his twitching prick. I felt like I was being mind-controlled. I gently licked up the pearls of precum that had spilled out of him. It was like I instinctively knew not to waste his precious seed. He moaned as I ran my hot tongue underneath his glans and slowly licked him from tip to balls and back again. I stared up at him and smiled seductively as I used my fingers to massage his thick shaft while I gently kissed his balls. He grunted in delight as a few more pearls of precum oozed from the tip and I greedily used my tongue to smear it all over his beautiful cock. His precum tasted incredible and the fact that he was already dripping like a faucet turned me on immensely. My lips were slick with it and every now and then he would lean down and grab me for a sloppy cum-laced kiss. It was completely intoxicating. “Mmm that’s it son…now you’re starting to taste like me.” he quipped as he licked his own precum off my face and looked pleased with himself. We kissed passionately for a while before he guided my eager lips back to his cock. I dutifully continued to work on his impressive meat as he steadily forced his way into my throat. I desperately wanted to see how much of him I could handle. I gagged and drooled on his viagra-fueled girth for a good few minutes, my jaw was starting to ache but I was mostly blind to my own discomfort. All I wanted to do was service his cock. “That’s it slut…get plenty of boy-spit on Daddys meat…get it ready… ” he growled. He showed no signs of slowing down and he was grunting and moaning with pleasure as he continued to rape my mouth. My lack of technique clearly wasn’t bothering him as he forcefully inserted himself deeper into my throat, making me gag each time he did so. All I could do was cover him in spit, try to relax and take it. My eyes were watering as he grabbed my head and bucked into my bulging throat with animalistic purpose. Through the tears, I caught a glimpse of a number of fresh tattoos along the inside of his wrists, they looked kind of like black circles with spikes coming out of them. I didn't have time to examine further because suddenly he pulled me down onto his leaking weapon and completely choked off my air supply. His cock was probably half-way down my throat and his fat mushroom head was already blocking off my entire windpipe. There was no way I could take him all the way to the base, at least not at this angle. My hypothetical worry about deepthroating him turned into a very different, very real fear when I suddenly felt a warm, wet pressure at my back passage. Since I was on my hands and knees and gagging on his dick, I had completely forgotten that my twinkish young ass was up in the air and fully exposed. I glanced back to see him, lust burning in his eyes, as he spat on his fingers and started feverishly slathering it all over my boyhole. The new sensation made me snap out of my dick-slurping haze. My eyes shot wide as I watched him reach down into his gym bag and pull out a large white jar and a small brown bottle. I wasn’t totally naive; coconut oil and poppers if I had to guess. He opened the jar and scooped some out and began smearing it all over my exposed, quivering hole. Holy shit that felt good. I arched my back instinctively and greedily choked myself on his big dick while he slowly worked the lube into my ass. “That’s right, keep sucking faggot… mmm get that cock ready for this tight little fuckhole. Jesus son, we’ve got a lot of work to do.. This ass can barely handle two fingers, even with lube!” “Please Daddy… I need you to stretch me.” I moaned. I was zoning out on his dick as he worked my hole open like a pro. I could feel myself open up for him as he alternated between gently probing and then lightly slapping my hungry ass with his fingers. I slapped his beautiful cock against my face in retort and I was consumed by the thought of how good it would feel to be stretched open by it. “Mmm it’s been a while since I’ve claimed an untouched boyhole. I hope you know what you’re getting into, son…” “Oh you want to claim me Daddy?” I questioned innocently. He yanked me away from his cock and stared me dead in the eyes. “I need to hear you say it son. Tell me that you want me to claim your ass.” I looked down at his ferocious cock, dripping in my saliva and precum and throbbing with anger. “I want you inside me Daddy.” I whimpered. “I NEED you to claim me with your seed.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying, but it was the truth. He grinned wickedly. “Get on your back boy.” he ordered as he pointed to the center of the bed. I lay on my back and watched as he stood at the foot of the bed and applied some oil to his engorged, powerful dick. His thick veiny shaft glistened in the light and his balls looked heavy, taught and ready. “Last chance son,” he said with a serious tone. “Are you sure you want this?” He slapped his dick against the palm of his hand and it made a loud thud. It looked like he was cocking a shotgun. “Because once I start fucking I don’t stop until I cum. And I never, ever, EVER pull out. Understand?” My mind was blank and my hole twitched greedily. My defenses were completely gone. I couldn’t be more ready and I’m sure he sensed it. “Please. I want you to breed my ass Daddy!” There was no more hesitation. He climbed onto the bed, lifted my legs back and shuffled closer towards my ass. He smacked his hefty pipe on my hole like a truncheon and I felt a combination of fear and excitement like I’ve never experienced before. The heat of his engorged prick slapping against my raw hole felt so good. He probed at my entrance a few times and it dawned on me how much bigger he was than my fiance's dildo. I WAS practically a virgin. I instinctively grabbed behind my knees and pulled my legs further back. He now had full unfettered access to my oiled up boyhole. I still couldn't believe this was happening. It felt like some sort of dream. I held my breath and watched as he licked his lips and began pushing and probing at my hole with his dripping fuckmeat. As he tried to break me I noticed a scorpion tattoo on his hip and my mind began to race. Doesn’t that mean something? I was contemplating my choices leading up to this moment when he pressed into me with his full body weight. The tip of his fat bellend pushed into my hole and he held it there. He leaned down and grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it to my nose, while at the same time he began applying pressure with his drooling rod into my ass. “Breath in deep for me faggot” he commanded as I inhaled the amyl nitrate into my lungs. My ass was starting to yield. It felt like I was right on the edge of being torn apart. My mind was floating when he suddenly grabbed my ankles and shoved them down either side of my head with force. My arse shot up into the air and I watched helplessly as he slowly and forcefully sank his raging meat into my whimpering hole. “That’s it… ugh take it my little whore. Mmm Daddy is gonna fucking knock this dumb virgin hole up tonight!” I watched in shock as he fed every divine inch into my body and bottomed out roughly with a grunt. Holy fuck. This was it. The moment of no return. If only I realized how true that was at the time. He leaned down and we kissed passionately as my hungry hole spasmed around this new, fleshy intruder. I swear I could feel his heartbeat through his cock, now buried within me. “Are you ready son? Daddy isn’t gonna be gentle.” I picked up the bottle of poppers, nodded and took a hit. “Give it to me.” I demanded. He withdrew his shaft halfway and slammed it back forward, hard. I lay there helpless as this big dicked daddy loomed above me and plowed his raw length into me with no mercy. I could feel his thick, swollen bellend punch into my guts and it felt so fucking good. At the same time my ring was being stretched and altered by the thick trunk of his unyielding cock. It felt like he was carving his initials onto my insides. “Rape that young hole Daddy. Holy FUCK!” I shouted out without even realizing. “Oh fuck yes boy! Push back on Daddys cock! Push that hole out like you're trying to take a shit! NOW!!” I didn’t really understand it but I was in no position to argue. I held my ankles and pushed with my hole as much as I could. He tore into me with vicious strokes and completely hilted himself to the root with every demented stroke. He slammed and roared and I finally felt his heavy balls twitch against my shattered hole. “OOOHHFUCKKK….Oh yea fucking take it boy. Take every fuckin’ drop of Daddy’s nasty poz spunk! I want it deep…” He pulled out half way and dropped back into me with such force that it sent a shockwave from my prostate straight to the pleasure center of my brain. He smiled and ground his hips into me as I winced with dull pain. I could feel him throbbing and pumping deep in my guts. My hole had totally given up all resistance at this point and was feebly twitching around his girth, milking it gently. I was too focussed on the mammoth invader twitching inside me to immediately register the words I had just heard. What did he just say? I froze in fear for a second as my mind processed those words. “Are.. are you.. Poz?” Time stopped. His eyes glimmered like the devil. “Ofcourse son… I thought you knew?” I tried to push him off but I had zero leverage in this position. I was completely powerless as he held me down and pinned me to the bed with his huge poz cock. “Wait… wait…stop..please! Take it out!” I begged. My fear and panic seemed to make him stronger. Every time I tried to pull away or push him off he just surged back into me harder. I tried to clamp my hole down on his dick to force him out but I was way too lubed up and he was way too deep inside me for it to matter. All I was achieving was adding extra friction and milking him with my ass, making my now-rape even more intense. I noticed my own cock was rock hard and drooling cum as he violated me repeatedly. My cock was bouncing and leaking in time with every deadly stroke from his ruinous shaft. I couldn’t believe what was happening. He spanked my ass hard and my hole was on fire as he drilled his potent sperm into me. It felt so wrong, but it also felt so good knowing to be claimed by another mans seed” “Please Daddy! I’ve got a fiance!” He started laughing and I swear it just made him fuck me even harder. “It’s too late now boy..” he grunted as he churned his heavy nuts against my abused hole. “You might as well just enjoy it!” “Wh..what do you mean it’s too late?” “My toxic seed is already inside you son. I dumped a load into you the first time I went balls deep. I’m amazed you didn't feel it.” Oh I definitely felt it. The problem was that I couldn’t tell it apart from everything else that was going on at the time, not to mention my head was spinning with poppers. “Don’t believe me boy? Well let’s take a look..” He released his grip slightly, tilted me back and slowly withdrew his glistening shaft from my guts. His swollen helmet emerged from my now gaping hole, shortly followed by some pale pink fuck-slime. “Ohh well would you look at that.. Looks like Daddy tore you up a bit. All the better for taking my poz babies though…” he smirked. My freshly ruined boyhole was defeated, twitching and oozing cum. I could only lay there and watch as he gathered up his deadly seed and eagerly pushed it back into my hole, then suddenly, he fully impaled me on his entire rock-hard prick. “OOFFUCKKKkkkuuughh…!” I wheezed as he knocked the wind out of me and buried himself back into my guts. “We can't have you wasting Daddys precious poz seed, now can we boy?” he smirked. “Oh Fuck Daddy… please impregnate me! Please fuck me with your poz seed! Don’t stop!” I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. We kissed as he shoved me into the bed and thrust into me deep and hard. He gave me another hit of poppers and I wrapped my arms around him and surrendered totally. I could feel every inch of him stretch me open and my no-longer-virgin boyhole was completely molded to him now. God it felt so good to be Daddys slut. He pounded my cum filled hole and pummeled my prostate into submission. Millions of toxic kisses being fucked into my guts. I could feel him corrupt me with every stroke as he fucked his poz sperm into the walls of my rectum. With his seed burrowing into me and his tongue raping my mouth, I really couldn’t hold back any longer. “That’s it son… I can tell you’re getting close! Get ready to shoot your last ever neg load for Daddy!” He pressed some more poppers to my nose and slammed into me even harder. I was in absolute heaven. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I started firing thick ropes of cum all over my own chest. He was pounding the neg cum out of me from the inside like it was his mission and I’ve never shot so hard in my life. “Ohhh fuck I’m gonna cum again son! Get ready…this is the one! I’m about to flood and implant you with Daddys toxic DNA!” My ass was going into spasms around his cock as I was still cumming hard, it finally proved too much for him. He groaned into my mouth and began slamming into me balls deep. He plowed me hard and rough and I could see our combined fuckjuice spluttering from my asshole and coating his cock. This time he really made me feel it. He buried it deep and just held it there as deep as it would go. His girth throbbed and pumped inside me as his heavy nuts pulsed against my hole. I felt them twitch with every spurt. I held onto him and did my best to count. 6 or 7 huge ropes nuked into my wanting guts. “Fuck Daddy... You really loaded me that time! You really do wanna knock me up huh.” I sighed and went limp. He collapsed into me, cock still buried as I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel the after-jolts twitching through his cock. I tried to relax my hole and allow every drop of him into me. I could feel the warmth of his hot toxic spunk spread inside of me. He gently pumped his hips into me and it made me squirm with delight. It felt amazing to be finally claimed. All I could do was lay there and think about all his deadly little tadpoles that were currently burrowing into me and making me his. I really was Daddys boy now. Hopefully for life.

Chapter 10 Over the next hour or two, they fucked me in every position imaginable. It´s all a blur in hindsight, but I remember it to be challenging, hot and oh so enjoyable! We hit the pipe in between once or twice and Taron as well as Jamal made sure to feed me some of their hits or to choke me on their dicks afterwards. I wasn´t sure at some point, if my throat would manage much more. At one point, Jamal got me out of my dickhaze with a slight slap and told me “I saw your eyes when you entered here, sweety. Before they rested on my dick, you saw something else, that you liked didn´t you?” I looked at him, confused for a second. Then I turned my gaze away and saw the sling again and my eyes must have lit up, because Jamal laughed and said “Right! You like the sight, don´t you? Ever been in one?” “No I haven´t…” “So then, hop in! Another first time tonight then, nice…” he said with a wink towards Taron, who laughed as well. I didn´t need to hear that again! I jumped up, stretched for a second and got in front of the sling, admiring it for a second. “What is it about a sling that you like, sweety?” Jamal asked. I hesitated, let my hand feel the nice, black and firm, yet soft leather. “I like… the leather, the looks of it and hopefully feeling it under me…” “Ahh, so a little gear lover, hm?” Taron said, walking up to us. “I guess, yeah…” “Nice!” Taron said “We can work with that some more! And what else?” “Well… It feels really crazy. Such a thing, with leather and chains, me in there, kind of offering my hole, presenting it…” “It´s not like you hadn´t already done that baby…” Jamal threw in. “But yes, it IS a different level of that. Anything else?” he added. “Well”, I answered, meekly, but my tongue still fueled by the drugs “It´s also such a hot thought to give up control. Getting in there and… I mean… It´s not that easy to get out again, right?” I turned around and looked at them. Jamal put a hand on my upper body to push me into the sling, growling “That´s so hot to hear sweety, get in there!” while Taron held the sling. “You´re right, it´s easier to get in than out. But there is some variety! Get your feet up to these leather hooks right here… good boy!” he said, while securing my feet in the stirrups, closing the leather around my ankles. I meanwhile had laid down comfortably on the beautiful leather, enjoying the feeling against my skin. He went on explaining “These here can be left open… or not, as you like it and we do, too! But you could still open them with your hands, right? So… how about we make sure you can´t? Secure them, too?” he said with a growl that made sure I knew I was in for it either way. Not that I wanted anything else. “Yes… Please!” I almost begged him. “Good boy!” Jamal said, looking pleased, while Taron, standing at my head, already grabbed my hands, put leather bands around my wrists and chained them with small metal chains to the big chains the sling was hanging on. It took my head a second to process, what had just happened. I´d been put into a sling and bound. Even the slightest chance of getting out of here, of resisting them, of saying no and actually being able to get out – I had let it slip within less than a minute. I sighed and… relaxed. Yeah, I actually stopped my internal struggles and relaxed. These guys had had the power before already, but I still had been feeling some inner resistance. A voice, saying that all of this wasn´t right. But now, I could let all of this go and purely be here in the moment. Be myself. Be a slut for two big dicked, sexy, dominant and kinky fuckers. Jamal laughed and put a hand on my stomach, just above my cock cage, that I by now had almost forgotten about. ”That´s exactly right cutie, relax and let us do our magic… you haven´t regretted it so far, right? And you won´t in the end, I promise! We know how to break in a shy little slut like you and we love to help you on your way!” He bent down and gave me a sloppy kiss, that I melted into. While he was kissing me, his cock found his way towards my hole and he entered me without much of a problem. I groaned into our kiss, in need and heat. This was so hot! Jamal bent up again, giving me my first proper fucking in a sling, while Taron rummaged beside us. When he came into view again, he had three rubber straps in his hands. While he looked at Jamal fucking me, he first put one around his left biceps, then one around Jamal´s and lastly around mine, then grinned at me. “These look hot, don´t they?” I agreed with a nod, looking at their arms bulging slightly around their bands. I had only seen this thicker and made of leather before, but it worked and made them look somehow even more masculine. “And tell you what, sexy: These aren´t only for the looks! They´re also so practical!” I looked at him, confused, while Jamal stilled fucked me by just pulling the sling towards him and pushing it away again, practically making the sling fuck me on his cock. When I came out of the incredible feeling this produced, I looked at two evilly grinning faces above me, white teeth flashing in the most sexy of dark faces I had ever seen, with big, dark eyes. What had Taron said again? Practical?

I've been saying for years, but especially since Trump entered the political scene, this country has a serious problem with education, specifically around government and civics. It's not a blue collar versus white collar thing. No sane person can look at what the Republican party has served up for nearly a decade now, both at the national and local level, and feel that this is really a long-term solution to real problems that real Americans face. Both sides are guilty of engaging in partisan identity politics, but in the Trump era that's the only thing the GOP can offer.

Have you ever happened with you that you started the night with the calm of having no chance and it became the one of your best nights? This was with me tonight. Before the details, let me share with you my ongoing Gran Canary adventures. I didn’t write a thorough report until now because my staying here is different from my previous ones. As a new member of pnp scene and also as a fresh ff bottom, I was very interested in private opportunities where my hole was used thoroughly. I visited a local versa guy who invited one of his friends and we played three. Although the host was versatile, my ass turned him so on that he wanted to fuck me countless times and he fisted me at least four times. Another private adventure was with a real pig, a 60 years old German ice bear with whom we played ultimately piggy. I visited him twice and ff was in the focus in both times. Since last Tuesday, a friend of mine has been here with me. We don’t have sex and our taste in sex is very different. I would say he’s shy and vanilla compared to me. Okay he’s a cumdump but nothing piggier things (yet - I educate him LoL). For example, he prefers The Factory, I prefer Noxon. I was there two times during the week, once in the Wet & Piss, on Monday in the FF Pigs party (where I was fisted in public first in my life). We went together different parties where I had some exciting adventures, good fucks but mostly as a top. Yesterday (Tuesday night) I decided to go with him to The Factory. This was his before last night here, and I didn’t want to leave him alone. Since I had not too good experiences in The Factory (especially as a bottom) in the last couple of times I decided to go without any expectations. When we arrived at the place it was full of mostly naked men, pretty mixed group, some guys with visible hardons If anyone knows the place, there are lots of rooms. One of them is especially popular, it is a big red squared coach. Many bottoms use to stay on it head down ass up. Mostly 2-4, but sometimes it is fully covered with hungry bottoms. Although at the beginning it seemed to be the same as previously because the guys were just running around and around I was wrong. I stood at the wall watching the mentioned coach and the view of three bottoms were fucked turned me so on I decided to join the business. As a top finished with one of the bottoms I replaced his cock with mine. From this moment I fucked at least 15 holes. I just went from one to the other. Since newer and newer asses appeared among the bottoms, I always could choose a new one. After a while my hole became jealous of the bottoms but the competition seemed to intense, so I decided to go a round. I found a 30 something latino with a belly and huge cock standing at the wall. I started to play with him and he fucked my throat soon. I invited him to a close bunkbed, I bent over and he started to fuck me. He fucked me long and during this, a couple of guys came closer to watch and some of them put their cocks into my mouth. After a longer time he started to moan loudly and I could feel his load in me soon. As a polite bottom I said thank you and he replied “any time”. I went around and after a while I decided to join the bottoms on the square. I had to stay head down ass up only for few minutes when a hung guy who was sucked by me while I was being fucked recognised me. He smiled, stepped closer and fucked me hard until he came into me. I stayed but I became bored after a while. I went around and found a hung guy who was watching two others who were fucking on a round table. I started to suck him and then I turned back. One leg on the table, ass opened, the guys cock in me. I found myself in front of a beautiful cock and I started to suck it. The fucker finished, I turned back but the beautiful cock didn’t want to penetrate my hole. I went some steps when I caught the eye of a tall bearded guy. Grabbed my ass and put one finger onto my wet hole. I touched his boxer covered hardon. Into a cubicle- he said and we were in one immediately. I went on my knees, sucked him, stood up, turned back and bent to the wall. He started to fuck me like no tomorrow until he gave my third load. He said a thanks and left. I went further and found a beautiful brown guy with huge cock. I started to suck him, but he grabbed my head and gave a facefuck. Another old man joined us, I sucked both of them interchangeably. My knees were sore, so I stood up and continued sucking bending over. The old caught the chance and shoved his cock in me. It lasted for a while when the both finished to find new holes. I had a double feeling. After I was fisted lat night three times I definitely felt my hole destroyed. On the other hand I needed more. My friend wanted to leave and to go to the cruise bar. We went there, it was full with mostly bears. Found one bending over to the sling, I felt I had to fuck him. I did it. I sucked some cocks but close to the end I crashed a sexy bearish guy. We started to kiss and I sucked his semi soon. He pulled me up and started to suck my soft. I thought he was bottom but he pushed me down soon, stood up and put his rock hard cock into my mouth. After a while he navigated me to the sling and fucked me hard. An older guy bated at my head so I started to suck him. Another joined to the fucker and they started to kiss. After it they fucked me interchangeably until the younger one blasted in me. I was so loud that people stopped at us and started to stare us and play with their coks. One of them waited for me when I jumped out of the sling and invited me to his cock. He also fucked me making me crying loudly. he was the last and I felt dead. Especially my poor hole was sore as hell Unbelievably unexpected amazing night

Yup. Right now I am contemplating resigning my local board seats. Obviously I am not a representative of my neighbors, so maybe they should choose someone who is.... President Fuckhead is only a representative of himself. Why so many don't see that is sad.

I also work in tech, and that's another fear that I have. Especially with the distrust of legacy news outlets and the rise of sites like Twitter becoming the primary news source for a lot of people, and how these media empires are owned by individuals who are a little bit too cozy with the administration. This isn't anything we haven't seen before, though. I think if you're of a certain generation you must have learned in school about the Hearst media empire. I doubt anyone reading this is old enough to actually remember that first hand. But then again now we've come full circle to my last reply talking about the lack of education in this country in the area of civics being the root cause of a lot of what we've seen lately. Hearst also used the "America First" branding on his media and in praise of fascism's rise in Germany after his shift to the right. Every old concern and fear is new again.

I think he's predicting the EV totals for Trump and Harris, respectively, and that Trump will win the popular vote. Frightening a prospect as that is, the EV totals may well be close (if Trump takes the remaining swing states as of this posting, those may be exactly right). However, at this point, more than half of California's vote is still out, as is more than a third of Washington state's and almost a third of Oregon's (all heavily Democratic), which will cut into Trump's popular vote lead considerably and may eliminate it. At this point, though, it's possible all three predictions will be correct.

Maybe they like fantasizing instead of actually doing the deed. You see the same types at concerts recording the concert on their phone instead of listening to it directly. Social media has created a habit of fetishizing reality instead of inhabiting reality.

It appears we have a new President Elect barring some major election fortification, which possibility I do not discount. Based on legacy media predictions we can expect the following: Concentration camps where non-MAGA types will be locked up. LGBTQs will be shot on sight. Democracy will end. Women will be fired from their jobs, publicly whipped, and put back in the kitchen. All abortions will be criminalized, despite the fact that it benefits men as much as women. Millions, probably half of America, will be deported. Buckle up guys, it's fixing to get exciting.

This is not my story, but it’s my favourite chems story so I thought I’d paste it here. From the stories section on nastykinkpigs... My life changed 6 years ago, when I was in a bathhouse in FTL. I was high, been smoking and bumping T for a few hours when I decided to get online in my room. I came across a profile on for this Thug looking Black man not far from where I was located. I told him that I was at the bath and I was hungry for some Black meat. We chatted for a few and he just asked me if I was partying. I admitted that I was and I couldn’t get enough cock. He told me that he would be to the bath in 1 hour, and wanted to know what room I was in. I told him and he told me to continue to smoke and fill my ass up. The next hour came and went and I just thought he was playing and then suddenly he was knocking on my door. Well he was thugged out, wife beater, chains and cap on. He came in and told me that he liked his bitches really high and I needed to smoke up. I continued to hit the pipe as he undressed. I was freaked when he pulled his jeans off to reveal the biggest black cock I had ever seen. It was at least 11 and so fat I couldn’t get my hand to close at the base. The balls were low hangers and as big as golf balls. He had 3 inches of fore skin hanging off the end, just to make the scene perfect. He was perfect, bearded, tatted and he was Jamaican. Well he put me on my knees and told me to start sucking. I couldn’t get enough of that meat in me. I’m a good cocksucker, and was eager to show him my skills. I took as much as I could and he fucked my face, calling me a dick sucking bitch and kept telling me he was going to turn me into a bitch, with a big fucked out pussy. I was so hungry for him, he was laughing at me. After a few minutes he told me to get up, we were going to Miami to a bookstore he liked, that he would drive and I could play with his dick. I jumped up and got dressed and we checked out and headed to Miami. The bookstore was on Old Dixie Highway in a ghetto part of town that I’d never been to. When we parked he told me, he was going to take care of my pussy. If I wanted his cock I had to do everything he told me, if I didn’t he’d leave me here and never have anything to do with me again. I was so hungry for his cock that I said I’d do anything. He told me to give him 20 dollars and bring my poppers and T and leave my wallet in the car. When we got inside, there was a thug guy that he knew working the booth which was behind glass. He paid the 20 and we went in. It was obvious that he came here often. When we were buzzed into the back it was totally dark at first but he led me along a wall and as my eyes adjusted I could see that there were doors on both sides of the hall and it was the nastiest bookstore I’d ever been in. We went to the last door and he opened it up told me to go inside. We both went in and he told me to undress. I quickly took my jeans and shirt off, leaving my boots on, he then took my clothes from me and told me to stay in the room, he’d be back in a few minutes, but he left me with the poppers and took the meth. I thought for sure that he was going to ditch me in there, but I was high and hungry and wanted more of that cock. When he left I sat naked on a small stool watching the monitor with the thug on white porn playing, I was again playing with myself and fingering my hole that was oozing cum from the bath. It was only a few minutes when he returned without my clothes. He told me that the guy at the booth was a friend and he had all my stuff behind the counter, and that it was all safe. Then he pulled an orange-capped syringe out of his shirt pocket and told me that he was going to slam me, if I was going to get any of his dick. I didn’t know what to do, I wanted the cock, but I’d never slammed and I was afraid. The meth in me took over and I told him ok, but I was afraid because I’d never done it. He told me that I’d love it as much as Black cock and I was going to become a pro at taking both tonight. So I stood up and he told me to put my arm on the ledge in the booth near the monitor, so he could see with the light. He then popped the orange cap off and stuck the needle in my vein. I watched scared as shit, but excited at the same time. He pulled back and you could see my blood fill the point, then he pushed it in steady but fast. The next thing I knew I was breathing hard and fast, hot all over starting at my feet and then a huge cough, and my eyes started to blur. I was fucking scared, but fuck it felt good. Instantly I wanted everything in me and he pushed open the door to the booth. There were 3 Black guys outside waiting, I know that they knew what I had done and it turned me on. My thug told me to take care of that meat, that I was a bitch and he wanted me to serve everyone in the bookstore tonight. I was on my knees at the end of the hall with the door open in the dark surrounded by big Black cock. I started to suck and it wasn’t long until I was stood up and bent forward and the first Black cock entered my hole. The three of them fucked me and dumped loads in me while my Jamaican Thug watched. When the last pumped me full I was told to follow. I walked behind my Thug naked with only my boots, fucked up. We slowly walked thru the bookstore. There was a room with a few old torn up couches and chairs in it and a big monitor playing more thug on white porn. My eyes adjusted and the room had a few black men in it with their pants open stroking big Black cocks. I was told to bend over the back of one of the couches and show my pussy off. I then heard my Thug say this is my bitch, and I’m training his pussy tonight, he a fucking meth whore and needs to be fucked full. It wasn’t but a second and I felt the head of another Black cock as it slid into my stretched pussy. The fucking continued for awhile, as I was filled with cum. I was then led down another hall to a dark room at the end of the hall. I felt around and it was so dark I couldn’t see, but I knew there were a few men in the room. We went into a corner where there were more walls and I saw a lighter, where some one was smoking a pipe. I was told to get on my knees and I heard my Thug talking to the guy smoking the pipe, and then it was put in front of me. He told me I was gonna hit it, it was crack and to inhale slowly but keep drawing, he was gonna light it. I put my lips on it and started smoking. It was another first for me, but I loved it. I was a crack smoking meth whore now, serving my Thugs. I was next presented with a fat black cock. I sucked and serviced that meat until he blew a huge load of jizz down my throat. It was only a second and I had more cock. I was later stood up and fucked from both ends, swallowing and getting my pussy filled. I knew I would do anything he wanted at this point. I was now desperate to be a Black mans bitch. In a few minutes we were back in a booth where I was told to wait it was time for my pussy juice again. In minutes my Black Thug Daddy was back. I stood up waiting for him to pump me full of the meth again. The cough wasn’t as intense this time and in seconds I was grabbing my pussy and begging for more cock. My Thug told me he would only feed me after Id had cock all night taking care of all the Brothers in the bookstore. I went back to work. I was now bold, walking up and down the halls, going in every booth I was told to. I was officially a bitch. That continued until late the next day, one black cock after another. Then My Thug Wayne was ready to feed my hungry pussy. Wayne took me to a booth and told me to face the monitor, he slid his big monster cock in me and I was a sloppy mess, with cum running down my legs and all over my face. He fucked me loud and hard, calling me a bitch and telling me that I belonged to all Black men now. I know it was so everyone could hear. After he pumped his load in me he told me to wait, he was going to get my clothes. When he returned we went to my house to clean up and rest. Wayne told me he wanted me to slam, from now on, he would help me to learn and I was to continue to go to the bookstore. That he would meet me there when he could but the guys there would take care of me. I was to smoke crack when I could because it was good for my pussy. I promised that I would, and so it began… It was only two days and I was back at Prime Time getting the deluxe treatment. To be continued…

Part 3 I got into the Uber and started heading back to the hotel. I was so horny. I had three loads in me and I needed more. Rob said I could get more loads and I knew I needed to do that. I opened my text messages and sent him a message. "Thank you, Sir. That was so hot." "You're welcome, boy. Glad you enjoyed it. If you think that was hot, wait until tomorrow night." "mmmm. Thank you, Sir. I can't wait. I am still super horny. I am going to see if I can find any breeders." "Good boy. Remember the rules. Have fun." "Thank you, Sir. Good night." I opened Grindr, Sniffies, and BBRT and immediately started looking to see who was around. Some prospects but many look like fakes. After a while, I pulled in front of the hotel. I got out and headed to my room. As soon as the door shut, I stripped naked. I grabbed some poppers and lube and put them on the side table. I grabbed my bottle of poppers, opened them, and took a hit in each nostril. I opened my phone and started checking the apps again but didn't find anything promising. I went back to the hypno site and started watching vids and doing poppers. I repeated that I am meant to serve. I am meant to suck cocks. I am meant to get bred by tops. I reached down and started pushing on the butt plug in my ass. I pulled it slightly but made sure not to dislodge it from my fuckhole. "Fuckkk. I am horny. I need to find a top." No sooner had I said that, a grindr message popped up. I went to the app and saw a simple message. "Looking?" I checked his profile but found no details. It is probably a fake but I responded. "Yes. You looking to breed a cum-filled hole?" After a few seconds, the message disappeared. Obviously a fake. I went back to the search and made sure I was looking for guys that use the bb tag. I looked at the list of guys. A bunch without pictures. Scrolling down, I saw one picture of a guy that looked interesting. I opened his profile. He is a bb top. Looked promising. I sent him a message. "Good evening, Sir. Are you looking to breed a cum-filled hole tonight?" Nothing. Guess I scared him. I went back to search and the message notification popped up. It was that top. "How many loads do you have in you?" "Thank you for responding, Sir. I have a butt plug that is holding three loads in me right now. Interesting in adding yours?" "You on prep?" "No Sir and the three loads in me are poz." I figure that will scare him off. "Want another poz load?" "Yes Sir. Definitely." "Location?" I sent him my hotel information. "OK. Not too far away. I want this to be anon. Turn lights way down. When I arrive, you will unlatch the door and leave it propped open. You will get in doggie on the bed. This will be anon pump and dump." "Yes Sir. Poppers and lube are on the table if you want them. Pull the butt plug out, breed me, and put it back in, ok?" "You got it. I will let you know when I am there." It sounded promising but you never know. There are so many fakes. I kept looking. I jumped over to Sniffies and saw that someone was real close. So close that he may even be in the same hotel. I sent him a message. "Hi. You seem like you are very close. You looking to breed a sub bb btm tonight?" A couple of minutes passed and he responded. "Maybe." This didn't look promising but I responded. "OK. If you get interested, let me know. I have three loads in me and looking for more." His response came back immediately. "Oh. You have loads in you?" "Yep. Three loads and looking for more." I got no response. It had been 15 minutes since the guy on Grindr said he was coming. I went back and found that his message was gone. "Fuckkk. Another fake. His loss." I was starting to get frustrated. I went back to Sniffies. No response. "Anyway. I am going to keep looking. Let me know if you are interested. If not, good luck." "I am interested. You in the hotel?" "Yep. Naked in my room. Doing poppers." "You poz?" "No. I am neg but have three poz loads in my fertile hole." I figured this would scare him. "Dark room play?" "Sure. Whatever you want." "OK. Turn off all of the lights. Completely anon." "Cool. Room 431." "OK. I am on 8th floor. Be right down." "Can't wait. I have a butt plug in. Take it out. Breed me and put it back in." I got up and turned the lights off but left the bathroom light on. I closed the bathroom door but left it slightly ajar so a tiny amount of light came in. My phone beeped. "I am down the hall. Prop the door open and get in position." I went over and opened the door slightly. I pushed the latch outside the door and let the door rest against it. I went over to the bed and got in doggie with my ass facing the door. I heard the door open, latch moved, and the door fully closed. I heard clothes hitting the floor and him walking across the room. I felt his hands on my ass. He rubbed my ass all over and then spanked me. "Been a naughty slut tonight?" "Yes Sir." "Good. I like naughty sluts." Smack. He spanked my other ass cheek. "You looking for raw cock tonight, slut?" "Yes Sir. I need more loads in my fuckhole, Sir." He slapped his hard cock on my crack. "I've got a seven day load saved up for you." "Thank you, Sir." "Pull that butt plug out and suck it." "Yes Sir." I reached underneath and grabbed the edges of the butt plug. I started pulling but it didn't want to move. I worked my fingers around it more and continued to pull. I felt it starting to move. Then, it popped out. Immediately, I felt a cock at the entrance. He held it there and then pushed the tip in. I took the butt plug and stuck it in my mouth. I could taste my ass and cum. The butt plug seemed like the medium-sized plug that I own. "Ahh. Nice and hot in there." He started a steady push until he was all the way in. His cock seemed perfect. A decent length and thickness. He spanked my ass. "I love sloppy seconds. Time to fuck you." He slowly withdrew and then slammed back in hard. He slapped my ass. "Take my cock, slut." I left the butt plug in my mouth and grabbed my poppers. I took a hit in each nostril. The top started to pick up speed. Each time he thrust in me, he slammed hard. Over and over, he slammed his raw cock in me. It was very rough but I was enjoying it. "You said you are neg, slut?" "Yes Sir. Those three loads in me are poz loads." "Are you on prep?" "No Sir." "mmmmmmm. Well you are getting my dirty load slut." He slapped my ass hard, grabbed my hips hard, and then slammed into me. "Take my dirty load!" he yelled. I am sure the neighbors heard him. He pulled out a little and pushed back into me a few times. Then he pulled out. I stretched out my legs and laid down flat on my stomach. "Thank you, Sir." "Enjoy slut. Thanks." I heard him walk back towards the door. I heard the rustling of clothes, the door open and then close. I took the butt plug and put at the entrance of my fuckhole. I pushed it in a little and then pulled it back out. I brought it back to my lips and tasted it. "Soooo tasty." I put the butt plug back at the entrance and pushed it in. It slid in easily until it was fully inside me. I should be satisfied now but I wasn't. I had the most loads in me at one time and I needed more. What has happened to me? I went back online to look for more. Grindr didn't look good. I went back to Sniffies. There was another guy that might be in the hotel. I sent him a message. "You looking to breed a bb btm tonight?" A moment later, I got a response, "Yes. You in the hotel?" "Yes. I got four loads in me. Is that ok?" "Wow. I've never bred someone with loads in them before." "Ah. Does that mean you don't want to?" "I do. You married?" "Yes. She doesn't know though." "Same here. When are you looking?" "Right now." "OK. You have poppers?" I responded "Yes. You neg?" "Yes. How about you?" "Yes but I can't guarantee that the loads in me are neg." I was told to be honest. Of course, I may not be neg any longer but I was before this week. Unlikely that I will be in the near future. "Oh." I figured that scared him away but then he sent another message. "What room number?" "Room 431. Want it anon?" "Sure. I am on the second floor. Be right up." "Cool. Let me know when you are on the floor and I will prop the door open. I have a butt plug in. I will remove it before you stick it in." I waited. Just as I figured that he jerked off and went to sleep, I got a message. "I'm just down the hall." I got up and propped the door open again and got back in position. "Ready." I heard the door open and close and then heard clothes hit the floor. I was so turned on. Was it because he was going to be putting his neg cock in with poz holes? I heard him walk over to the bed. Then, I felt hands rubbing my ass. Fingers rubbed down my crack and touched the butt plug. "You weren't kidding about the butt plug." "No. It is holding the loads in me." "You really have four loads in you?" "Yes. Some may be poz." In my mind, I knew that all are poz and one was probably from a full-blown guy. "OK." Hands continued to rub over my ass and he reached under to feel my limp cock. "I have been doing poppers all night. I won't get hard and I am not looking for that anyway." "OK. Move back to the edge off the bed and stay bent over." I slid back and stood up at the edge of the bed. I bent back over. His hands rubbed over my ass and back in my crack again. He pulled on the butt plug a little and pushed back in. He kept pulling it a little and pushing it back in. Fucking me slightly. "Pull it out. I want to feel your hole." I reached under and grabbed the butt plug again. I pulled. It didn't want to come out at first but then started to slide it out. Finally it came out fully. Fingers were inserted. I was disappointed that it wasn't a cock. "Wow. It is hot and wet in there." "Yeah." He finger fucked me a little and then pulled out. Immediately, his fingers were replaced with his hard cock. It felt thick. I took a hit of poppers in each nostril as he steadily pushed the head in. He was definitely much thicker than anyone that had used me tonight. He used slow steady pressure until his head popped in. "mmmmmm.. so hot, wet and tight." He continued to push into me. He was definitely thick but not painfully thick. Finally, he hit bottom. "I won't last long. This feels too good." "Fuck me and breed me." "You got it." He slowly pulled back and then pushed back in. He pulled back all the way until just the head was in me. Then, he pushed all the way back in. Long deep strokes. It felt so good. "mmmmm. I've never felt a loaded up hole. Not even my wife's." I thought to myself "If only you knew how toxic those loads are." I responded "I've never had more than four loads in me at once." "So I will be the one to put you over the top?" "Yes." He moaned as he started to pick up pace. His thickness was felt so great. I started to moan. His pace continued to pick up. "Here comes your fifth load." He started taking short quick strokes and then pushed in me. I felt his cock swell and I swear I could feel him cumming in me even with four other loads in me. He held it in me for a minute and then slowly pulled out. He left the head for a second and then pulled out. I immediately reached under and stuck the butt plug back in. "I don't want any precious loads to escape." I climbed back up on the bed and laid on my stomach. "Thanks. I needed to drop that load. Enjoy." "Thank you, Sir." I heard him get dressed and leave the room. I was still horny but looking at the clock, I knew I needed to get to sleep. I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Rob. "I took two more loads, Sir. First guy said he was poz. He told me to take his dirty seed. The second guy was a married neg guy. He knew I had poz loads in me but bred me anyway." A minute later, he responded "Good boy. If you are satisfied, go to sleep. Be ready for an intense night tomorrow. Good night, boy."

OK, Trump won. Truly sad that the majority didn’t see through his orange veneer. The man whined himself into the White House and the majority bought it. Kudos to him for being an effective snake oil sales man. He isn’t the first and he won’t be the last. We can of course just choose to give up and take it. And to some extent we’ve little choice on the taking it part. Bad stuff is going to happen. What specifically? Honest we won’t know until we know. We’re aware a host of unhappy outcomes will occur. But do we now just give up and say fuck it? I hope not.... It is about time for the economy to shift as it has been on an upward trajectory for a long time, starting with the Obama years. The expected recession hasn’t happened. Yet. Putting anti vaxxers in charge of healthcare is going to lead to a predictable problem. One that might make the last pandemic appear weak and rivaling the Black Plague in scope. How will the MAGA faithful respond to that? If the economy tanks for the majority, as I think it will, all this is going to change “bigly”. And rapidly. The MAGA faithful are a violent bunch and once they realize how they just screwed themselves. The results of that will be, um, interesting. If the orange jesus follows through on his threats and we see comics and politicians thrown in prison, will we cheer him on or rebel? If Health coverage is suddenly gone for most, how long will the survivors take it before they rebel? Locally there have been a shit ton of signs reading “Don’t stop Praying”. In my head I always append “on your neighbor” to those signs when I read them. But that shit only goes so far before we have open rebellion, which might be in our future. We are entering and “interesting” era….

Wow @Erik62, thanks for your support? Harkening back to other analogies, it ain't over till the fat lady sings. Blaming this on Harris and Biden is just stupid. They aren't and never were dictators, and so they don't have sole control of outcomes. We met our NATO agreements with Israel. And it was important to be good to our word. I think grandpa Joe waited a bit too long to step back; but 2020 hindsight is always clearer vision that foresight. We, those of us living in the US, have work ahead of us to climb out of the hole we just dug. So we have a choice fellows... We can give up and do like the orange clown and whine. Or we can get to work. Who do you wanna be?

IMPORTANT UPDATE! For starters… Oklahoma has been added to the block list (their law went into effect November 1st), and… If you're using Apple Private Relay you may need to turn it off since it doesn't route through a local IP when you tell it to. (I encounter problems from NYC.) But neither of those is as important as the update on the Free Speech Coalition lawsuit… Oral arguments in Free Speech Coalition v Paxton, the Texas age-verification case, have been scheduled to take place on January 15, 2025 before the U.S. Supreme Court. Free Speech Coalition and co-plaintiffs are represented by the American Civil Liberties Union and Quinn Emmanuel Urquhart & Sullivan, LLP. What that means is that some time this spring (as late as June) SCOTUS will render a decision which could (best case) invalidate all the laws which are forcing me to implement these blocks. But they could also uphold the law - which is a worst case scenario. We'll know A LOT more end of day on January 15 - after the oral arguments are done. Hopefully the justices' questions and comments will hint which way they're leaning. While you may be expecting the worst - when it comes to free speech issues - conservatives can surprise you. The core argument is that age verification is highly intrusive and not particularly effective (given VPNs) and there are less intrusive ways that would achieve a result that's as good or better. So fingers crossed. Either way - I'm beginning to think about a Plan B. With yesterday's election results, communities like this will be under increasing attack.

Tech is a paradox: if on one side it can allow you to get informed globally, on the other side a dispotic government can use it to address people where it wants. Twitter/x, that platform is dangerous and scary, full of fake news and hate speech. Into my group we say it's a parallel channel for 4Chan. Then let alone people misusing AI, creating deep fakes and so on! With photo and voice cloning you can make a person say whatever they want and damage someone's reputation forever - guide an election campaign this way. But the problem is not tech itself, it's the lack of education. When did it start? I don't know, but for current 20-years-old and later age, I fear it's too late to learn.

Preface: I firmly believe that in addition to being a rapist, a misogynist, and just overall a disgusting excuse for a human being, Trump's rhetoric and his focus on grievances and his strong man attitude towards ruling rather than governing puts him squarely in the category of fascist. I'm also well aware that he's going into his second presidency immensely better prepared than he was for the first, after years of being groomed for this by a cabal of conservative interests with their own agenda. That being said, I feel like there's a little bit of catastrophizing on the left in light of the news. I think in the short term his economic policy is going to be a cheap sugar rush for the economy which is definitely going to have long-term knock-on effects. With a power shift in the Senate, any nomination he wants to make will get pushed through. Yes, it's bad. But until he starts to make good on these threats I'm stopping short of calling this an existential threat to democracy. He not only won, it looks like he actually crushed the popular vote unlike the last time he managed to game the electoral college. I still think we have enough rational, sane people in this country to hopefully keep the worst of the damage in check over the next four years. I have to believe that at this point.

Americans are stupid

Project 2025 will not only fix all McDonald's ice cream machines AND bring back the McRib...it will MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN! Get ready for it!

Concentration Camps = Extermination Camps. The Democratic Party will most likely be declared a terrorist organisation, and all its registered members (the lists will be forced to be surrendered) treated as such, with extrajudicial punishment to ensue. That's 47 million people no longer here ... BTW, not sure if "exciting" is the right word.

And to paraphrase a British gentleman of the early twentieth century: "The lamps are going out all over America; we shall not see them lit again in our life-time."

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

Ok so I think it’s been well documented that I am a sucker for BIG black cock. So one day I’m bored at work, I travel for work. I finish up work early and I jump on sniffies and I update my location and I look at the map and there is a profile with a pic of a nice thick black cock and it shows him online, so I shoot him a quick “hi” and he instantly messaged back and says he looking and asks if I am and I say yes and he asks if I’m into groups and I say I have done groups before and he says cool and wants to know if I’ll be free in 45 min or so and I say yeah I can be. So he gives me the address to an apartment and I tell him I’ll be there in 45 so I run to the trusty old Quiktrip for a quick water bottle douche and I start heading over and he messages me and ask if I am into toys and I’m thinking what kind of toys are we talking lol and he says dildos and I’m like yeah that’s cool with me. So I get there and there are two back guys out front one is tall and one is short but jacked and I start walking up and he says you here for apartment 25 and I’m like yeah and he says cool this way. So we head in and he has a swing set up in his living room and I say “that looks like fun” and he says you want to try it out and I say yeah. So we all 3 get undressed and I climb up on this thing and he puts my feet in these straps and they grab some lube and start with small dildos and they each take turns putting different size dildos in. And the short one says “you ready for some real dick” and I say “fuck yeah” and he grabs his cock and points it at my hole and this fucker was THICK. But he was able to work it in since my hole was already relaxed and a little stretched. But he would grab the straps by my ass and push me back and let me swing down and slam onto his cock hard with a loud slap. My second hole didn’t stand a chance. My hole was on fire. He slams me for probably 5 minuets and it was a mixture of pain and pleasure. He finally pulls out and I’m laying there trying to catch my breath. When the tall guy walks up and slides his cock in. He was a bit kinder to my ass and eased it in slowly till his balls were resting against my ass. He was a lot longer but not nearly as thick with a slight upward curve. It was kinda nice it was like my ass was aligned just perfect with his cock and he would go all the way in with little to no pain. He would tilt his head up and say “fuck this pussy deep” and he slow fucked me like that for a long time when the short guy who was now sitting on the couch said “come on with that shit we ain’t making love, I wanna fuck” and the tall guy pulls out and the shirt guy tells me to climb on. So it took me a min to figure out how to get out of that damn sling (which I absolutely love) and I straddle his lap holding onto the back of the couch while standing and I lower myself back onto his cock snd FUCK it big and I pull off and he says get on your knees right there so I get on my knees on the edge of the couch and he grabs some more lube and smears it on my hole and he grabs some bigger dildos and he starts working my hole with them. He says “we gonna open day ass up” and the dildos keep getting bigger and bigger before he says “I think his ass is ready for the dragon” and I say “dragon?” And he pulls out this huge dildo that looks like a horse cock but the base is probably the size of a goofball around and I say “I don’t think I can take all that lol” And he says “naw but you can probably take half” and he lines it up with something white idk what and starts pushing it into my hole. The head pops in and then it’s just fire every time he pushes it deep and he pulls it out and puts more lube on it and pushes it back in. He does that for probably 5 min and I finally tell him I don’t think my ass is getting any bigger and he says that’s cool and he sits back down and has me straddle him with my feet hanging off and my legs on either side of him and he slides his cock in and there was no pain this time so I start throwing it down on him and he saying stuff like “yeah I knew you was a freak” and he says “mike come get in this with me” and I look back and mikes jacking his long cock and he walks up behind me and pushes me forward and slides his cock inside my hole along with the short guy and they both start fucking me. I have never been dp’ed before but this was the single most intense sexual experience of my life and I kinda go to la la land and I just let them fuck my hole and I feel mike pick up the past and I hear him grunt and he shoots a nice big load in my guts and before he goes limp the short guy empties his balls into me as well. Finally mike pulls out and I climb off the short guy and my ass is all kinds of sticky and cum is just running down my legs and I’m like fuck I have never been fucked like that. It takes me a min but I gather myself and I get dressed and I thank them for the good fuck and the loads and before I leave the short guy gives me his card and says stay in touch and he will get another group together for me and he can tell I will really like being his slut. The entire drive home my ass is just throbbing and I squeeze my ass closed real hard and lube and cum squeezes out every time gathering in the bottom of my underwear.

Yesterday was something else. I don't know how or why, but somehow out of a crew of 15 men, all appear to be straight, some married or with girlfriends, I managed to to get royally fucked by 9. It started in the morning, got a message from my now regular buddy if I was free to take his load, which I was and within 5 minutes he was naked in my living room, with his 8" cock buried deep in my throat. As he was getting harder he started telling me that today is going to be my lucky day, that over the weekend he bragged about my pussy with his mates, telling them what a good slut he found that will take any cock and all loads that will be offered and if they want he can share me. My locked cock was leaking hearing that and my hole was twitching from excitement! When he pulled out of my mouth he laid me on the couch, legs up his shoulders, placed his cock on my pre-loaded hole and went to town on my hole. I love his fuck energy! Pounding my hole for his pleasure as he's asking me if I'm ready for a steady stream of men that will drop by during the day for me to service, to have them use me however they want and breed me as many times they require. to all of that my answer was very simple. YES!! Told him I can't wait and that they can use me and my holes anyway they'd like! he just smirked and slapped my face and said: "good answer slut, however I already told them you'll do it so your answer wouldn't made any difference" then he started pounding me even harder and I knew I was gonna be getting one of his huge loads. when he finally stopped cumming in me, I lost count of how many squirts he shot, felt like he was never going to stop flooding my hole with his sperm (the he told me he hasn't cummed for 2 days and it's a huge load lol) when he pulled out of my mouth I just felt all the cum dripping out as I was cleaning his cock with my mouth (fuck I love A2M!!) He started to pull out asking where the toilets are so he could take a piss and presented a choice, pointed towards the guest bathroom and took his cock head back in my mouth. he took the hint and laughed, telling me that he knew I was slut as the piss stream started flowing into my mouth. Yum! I swallows every single drop and he started getting dressed as he was needed back on site but he was definitely going to share my piss drinking skill with his mates! for the next 6 hours I was fucked by all of them, they just knocked on the door, came in and stripped. I took them all in the near living room. I loved their man smell, taking in all the sweat and musk that was radiating from them deep in my lungs, that was even stronger than poppers for me. Some were a quick puns and dump fucks, some took some time using my mouth and pussy, almost all of them pissed either in my mouth, my hole or on me which felt amazing! I especially loved that 3 guys that also sat on my face and had me rim their sweaty hole for a while before they fucked me! at the end of their day, the builder and his one his buddies dropped by again, wanting another go with me together. my hole was a sloppy mess from his original huge load and all the men I took during the day but I still wanted, and needed more!! this time we went downstairs to the our main playroom for some more ranchy fun. they were both in shock when they saw the facilities we had and immediately after I was placed on the sling, one in my hole and the other in my mouth, spitroasting me slow and hard since it wasn't their first load and they wanted to take it slow this time and really enjoy my holes. After I while I asked them if they want to try DP and they both lit up! Bingo! one was laying on the mattress and I straddled his cock to the root and other was coming in from behind, feeling his mates cock pressed next to his in my warm, warm, cum filled hole! they started slow but very quickly started to get the rhythm going and plowed my hole till they both started flooding my hole again. the builder with hyperspermia was dropping another huge load and his buddy felt it too, that took him by surprise and he said that now he understands what he ment when he kept telling them he shot huge load lol we all started laughing as they pulled out, I serviced them both clean and drank one more piss load from each of them before they had to call it a day and go back to their wife and girlfriend. When my partner returned home I was still laying naked in the play room leaking cum from ruined hole and smelling from sweat and piss lol today they weren't here because of the weather 😞 looking for the next time!

Hot Son Hot Daddy My name is Marc and Im a daddy of 50s muscular with a nice pecs with some hair salt and pepper and I have a 9 inch dick. During the 80s I was a real slut and I got pop from my boyfriend who died from cancer so leaving me single for the most of my older age. Because the medication was still brand new the side effect were horrible so for a long time I wasn’t taking any medication and let the hiv evolve as it were making me very toxic. So When I was playing I was making sure that the btm knew my status and most of them were on ok with it. The most part I was playing with poz guys so we were ok with each other. Its only with neg hole that was bit more of a problem. I have a son that is in prison for stealing a car. The thing is that his parol officer gave the notice that I will be his host for the during his year of probation. I visited him few times and I saw that he was struggling on the inside as he was small and slim and not very much of a fighter. He told me that he made connection in exchange for services and treats. I didn’t ask more as I understood he was someones else bitch. I found it hot! My son was about to get release from prison so I prepared the house for his stay. The thing is I don’t know how he will be acting with me now that he’s release. Hope he hasn’t change too much. I picked up my son from the front gate of the prison and then we went home. I showed him my new place a nice cottage in the woods where we are miles from any neighbours. The thing is that when I got inside instinctively I took off my shirt as when im home im a nudist and when I do some house work I stay nude all the time. My son took it by surprise thinking I was gonna hit the shower or something I told him sorry as I am usually without clothes when im home alone in my home. He said its ok Im used to seeing guys naked as in the showers we were all naked using the same shower heads for three guys. We were doing rotation to get the water. The thing is that my house need a lot of repairs as I flip houses and this one was still in renovation. I told him that the water pump for the shower doesn’t work well so all cleaning would be in the lake with all the necessaries. And because im always working for the renovation im always sweaty so I don’t have time to go down the road and jump in the lake to wash out So I stayed unclean for weeks sometimes. I would use a wash clothes from the sink to do quick rinse. He said he’s used to it that not washing himself for days as during lockdown it could latest for a 3-4 days where he would locked into his cell and couldn’t go to the showers. As we were unpacking his suitcase I was undress to my undies and walking around the house doing some mini chores. He saw me with my big bulge in my underwear and I knew he kept staring. I found it hot that he was so curious. I saw he was hiding a small journal under his bed when he was unpacking I didn’t think of it much but I was curious to know what was inside. My son told me that he would like to go for a walk around the woods to get his bearings and check what kind activities he could do around here. I told him he could borrow the small VTT to go around the woods and having fun in the big empty field to do some donuts. Meanwhile he was outside having fun I went to his room and looked under his bed to find his journal. He was writing down what happened to him during his time on the inside. The big gist of it is that He was the bitch of a big drug dealer that needed assistance to get information delivered to other side of the prison so where my son would take the msg and then cross some area where he had access and delivered it to the right person. For each msg delivered he would get a week of protection. During a lockdown he couldn’t delivered the msg so the drug dealer told him that he would be safe he does what he wants from him and it stated by sucking him to then having him fucking him real rough. In his journal he mentioned how he was fucked both time by the drug dealer and the guard to help on the inside contraband and that he was always bareback as condoms were available to the general public. He was worried to get hiv or stds as he didn’t want to catch anything. But he heard somewhere through the branches that the drug dealer was in fact poz. He went to the clinic few times to get blood tested and the nurse told him he was okay and healthy. I heard him getting inside the house so I quickly put back the journal under his bed and went to see him. During dinner I asked him if he could tell me more how it was on the inside. He told me it was hard and tough as he needed to always make deals to get protected from the public. I couldn’t resist and told him that when he told me that he needed to to do treats and favours to get protection I told him I found it hot that you were someones bitch. And kept thinking that you were getting fucked by a big guy . My son stood there in silence and shocked of my response. He told me that yes he had to resolve to sex activities to pay for protection. I asked him how many guys and how big they were. He told me there was one in particular That was big and rough with him and he was the best. Bet to have him safe as no one dare to attack him or being mean to him in the yard. I was trying to imaging the drug dealer fucking my son pounding his ass in the cell and take it bb like a real slut. I told him that I was proud of him that he made it through and like a man he took it like a champ. As he was telling me the stories how he was fucked by this big guy that the drug dealer gave him to satisfied his friend I stood up to grab a glass of water. I was in my underwear and my son saw right away I was on erection. My son made a gasp and wasn’t trying to look directly at my cock under my underwear. He saw right away how big I was. I told him I was sorry that I was in erection as the stories he was telling me was making me hard. My son asked me if he was turning me on I told him yes and I wanted to fucked him since he got on the inside being someones bitch turned me on. But we had to make a deal is that we are both naked all the time around the house and that when fucking I only play bb. He told me that during his time in prison he was always fucking bb. I wanted to be more mean and rough so I told him that he wanted to stay in my house he had to get fucked by me bb no matter what. My son took a moment and think about this condition and told me that he was either going to live with me or in the street. And the street was not a good place to restart his life So he would stay with me and comply to my demands. I told him that I was poz and because I had played a lot with other guys I might picked up other things. As we say Im a real toxic top. He asked me if I would still love him no matter what happen. I told him yes I will support you no matter what and love unconditional. Then he said something really hot: I will comply to your demands and be your slutty btm as you are Clearly into. Then I told him lets go to my room we walked to the bedroom and push my son on the bed. I told him that tonight I will make sure he gets my cock like a real slut. He told me that he wanted slow and calm. But I gave him my grin face that is not going to happen. I started to suck him and saw he had a nice 7 inch and kinda trim around his cock. And then I flipped him over to have his ass in front of me. My cock was rock hard and then dripping prelim I told him that I have been pozing guys for a long time and then more than just poz as im real top toxic. My son was not really sure about what to do next. I told him either he stays in bed or goes out on the street. I was really horny and started to lick his hole and spit on it to lube it up and then pressing my cock to the rim of the anus. And then starting to push more and more inside. When I was half way inside I starting to make bigger stroke. My son was complaining how big I was and told him to shut up and take it like I was his drug dealer from the inside. And As your dad you must do what I saw. If I say you take my cock you take it! I was balls deep and then told him that I was off meds and more in me as I am toxic top. I was pounding his ass real good! Making him my bitch now. I was about to ejaculate I shove my index inside his hole with my dick still inside his ass to stratch his inside. And then I cum deep in him. We both then lay down on the bed all sweaty and musky from the sex.

This is without a doubt one of my favorite things to do! I get such a thrill out of sharing a top with another or other bottoms. Both bottoms knowing what that shared cock feels like to each of them. The glory of being the one getting fucked and the anticipation of waiting for your turn as the top is fucking your partner bottom. Hearing the moaning and understanding the sensations that the other bottom is feeling as he's being fucked and you like an obedient slut waiting your turn. Blows my mind!The exchange of juices, back and forth, back and forth, all that mucus and DNA being traded back and forth. Working to be the whore hole that gets the load. Knowing that soon you'll be licking your buddy's hole and he yours as you both share the duty of cleaning off the top. OINK!!!!!!

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.

As for "free speech" matter, I'm not surprised about conservatives' caring for it; Musk himself says he battles for "free speech" when he wants to make impossible for X users to block others, but my sensation is that they consider free speech one-way only: you can't create satire on bible or Christian's symbols, you can't talk bad about their politics, Trump himself claims the intention to pursue political opponents and "traitors"... But they want to feel free to address anyone as "faggot" or whatever insult, and they block lgbt-related communication, I mention the "don't say gay" Florida law or Utah laws or whatever prevents public availability of books and information. I don't know, and I'll stay tuned for further developments.

The Fediverse / ActivityPub / Mastodon won’t work because the content can be blocked by other instances and because the content will be on a server that can be shut down by unfriendly governments. Nostr would fix that. Its design is virtually censorship-proof. But adopting it for this community will take thought and energy.

Yeah, I agree, let's try to be rational, or we run the risk of doing what Trump wants: power in division. No sense in fighting one with the other. In Europe the situation is not so different as we have lots of questionable figures. Namely Orbân, Salvini and Vannacci for Italy, with Meloni also but I judge her a little less extremist than the others. Then Marine Le Pen, Alice Weidel, Santiago Abascal... Not to speak of Argentina's Miley or Brazil's Bolsonaro who's no longer sitting in the power's chair but he has lots of fans. Let me say that it's not the face and name to worry me, but the thousands, millions, of people following them. These figures have liberated hate speech, and there are many people out there who finally feel comfortable to say and do whatever their instinct pushes them to do. So, at this point my question is: what have we done wrong? Why are there many former activists, now turning to the other side? My painful answer is, the market. Everything's become something to buy and sell, including human rights. LGBT instances are treated like an advertisement, rainbow flags everywhere used by capitalism for self-promotion, economy is what it is, not to speak about climate change and global migration. It's difficult to live in a complex world which changes every day, IMHO conservatives give the illusion that life becomes simple if one person decides for everyone.

I wish this would happen to me

Epilogue coming tomorrow - I can't tell you how it ends now ---- Father's perspective Me in the sub's role? Never, I promised it to myself and to the virus I carry inside my blood but this was a self-punishment for having left my precious books lying around. How much I missed my youth, when we experienced sex and talked about it freely. "You and Scott ruined some of my main plans and it's my fault, not yours." I addressed an angry look to the President's picture then punched the bed's headboard. It was definitely inappropriate to tell my boy the whole truth. "Experiment on me now", I encouraged him again; "I'm your intelligent robot. Come on, play with me!" Elias stood next to the bed, unaware of regrets running into my mind; I stripped naked leaving my clothes on the floor then laid down on my back like a rag doll just for him to explore. He remained silent staring at me, his hands shaking: "I'm yours", I begged him. "Pretend I'm your friend Scotty!" My son suddenly exploded in a laughter: "how could I", he focused on my hard dick standing and leaking precum. "Scotty's life generator is much, much smaller than yours. And than mine. But I just saw it, never dared touching it!" "Life generator, right. It's the organ which made you", I laughed as well. "But once we called it in another way! Cock, dick, as you prefer!" His hand in mine, I guided Eli's trembling fingers toward my erect member; "play with it boy, it won't sting you." I mischievously grinned without him noticing and let him explore it from the base to the tip. Precum began flowing more and more copiously and he retracted his hand, scared: "I hurt it, it's dripping... I'm hurting you!" Having my 18 years old naive son's hand on my dick caused my load to build up while I relived Sharon's initiation. "Like mother like son", I thought but rather than speaking, I guided Eli's hips toward my face; "sit here", I instructed, "I suck your back door while you play with my life generator, what do you say?" How could I talk like that, as a cop I got used to use President-approved language without even realizing it. "Teach me..." He had no time to finish the sentence because I was already invading his mouth with my dick and his ass with my tongue. Fuck, he has been a good learner from my books! His lips seemed a vacuum cleaner, Elias hungry of me. Or just curious? I felt his tongue circling my slit, then licking all around my dick head like it was an ice cream; mine was going in and out his ass, and every now and then I even enjoyed giving soft bites to his ass lips making him giggle. Soon enough I got close and quickly pulled out without giving him time to savor my precum which he was clearly enjoying. "Good taste", he said; "I want more!" But I turned around just in time: "if you eat my life generating fluid it'll never work as I expect. Let me show you heaven!" Eli licked his lips, looking at my still hard and dripping member; he didn't notice it before but I had placed a white, smooth sheet on the mattress next to us. "What's that", he asked exploring the smooth texture with his innocent hand; "what is it needed for!" My index finger pointed toward the wall, just above my bed's headboard. "Son, look at that artwork hanging. You'll get one identical soon enough." "Let me guess", he smiled, "it seems like..." Then he rolled off me, my spit dripping from his hole. "Oh heaven, it seems... It looks like dried blood. An old trophy from the war, isn't it? Tell me!" ---- Elias's perspective "Look at that artwork", my father said. Hanging above my head I saw a truly unique frame: under the glass I noticed a white sheet, perfectly identical to the one on dad's mattress but it was dirty! "Blood", I stared at it terrified. "Whose life did you take during the war?" He shook his head and smiled: "it's your mother's, boy. It comes from the night Sharon and I conceived you." Next to that frame I noticed another one to its right, hiding two unusual object I couldn't properly identify: they looked like medical or cosmetic sticks with a window in the middle, showing two bright red lines each. "This is you", he pointed his finger on one of the sticks. "It meant your mother was pregnant of you. And the second one is another kind of pregnancy, it indicates when Sharon got the power to make you a man right from your birth but you were such a little innocent baby so I didn't let her. I wanted you to decide by yourself what was best for you." Confused I tried to focus on the sticks, to distinguish one from another until a combinations of letters on the second one, reminded me something dad said to his male friends. "So real men have HIV", I repeated his past words without any shame. "Real men can impregnate men and women, is it right?" "Men, women and robots", my father whispered to my ear; "keep it for yourself but I have impregnated all President's servants without him even knowing." I looked straight into his eyes, scared and excited at the same time: "So you say you're going to make me a man, does it mean you give me that HIV thing?" In silence he grabbed two unlabelled recipients from the nightstand. Apparently they were identical, containing pills of the same color. "I lied to you", he confessed. "You didn't take vitamins for your whole life, it was PrEP!" Another word I read on those books, it had two meaning. Preparation, but I didn't remember the second one. "You prepped me for what", I asked. "To save me from radiation? Please, tell me." "Honey, except for Scotty and you, everyone has HIV here around so I had to protect you. Those pills were a shield preventing HIV from entering you, until last week..." He grabbed one of the bottles and shook it violently. "Since last week you've taken medicines from this bottle. They look like the others but it's just sugar, I had to prepare you for today, no longer protection needed!" His organ was still hard and I grinned at him, hoping he could make me taste its liquid again but he pulled me in a hug instead: "my dear boy", he caressed my whole body with his hands, "I love you so much." I felt his tongue entering my mouth and it took a while for me to respond with mine; I already played like that with Scott, but dad's approach was much more dominant as he almost reached my throat! Our bodies connected together in an embrace, my poor organ painfully locked into the metal cage he forced me to wear some time before but another new overwhelming sensation made my entire body shiver! I felt something warm entering my back door and suddenly it started to burn inside like someone was using a blade in me. "It hurts", I complained breaking the contact with his mouth, "please... stop... whatever you're doing!" In that moment I understood it was his finger! He extracted it from my hole and inserted it in my mouth together with his tongue, his organ getting even harder against my thigh. I felt a metallic taste and as soon as he took a step backwards I asked him: "is it mine, why do I taste metal! Am I a robot or what else?" "No", he replied smiling. "Just the metal taste of your own blood. Now lie on your back, on the white sheet, and take the brush." A sealed toothbrush on my father's nightstand? I had no idea why and didn't dare to ask him the reason, but emotions betrayed me and I obeyed with no questions. "Now open it", he commanded, "and insert it into your hole." No toothpaste, no water there, why should I have brushed my teeth when I hadn't even eaten! But as soon as I was bringing the toothbrush to my mouth, he stopped me: "in the other hole, boy! Shove it in your back door and brush it! Deep!" "Strange way to clean out", I thought, but I did what he said. I gently inserted the brush inside me and began to slowly, carefully, massage my hole's walls pretending to have soaped its bristles. "Oh, no, no, no", dad seemed to lose his patience and took my hand off! He grabbed the brush's handle and started to vigorously brush my insides. The edge, the main entrance's walls then he went deeper, with me screaming in pain! Blood started to come out from there, dirtying the white sheet. "Here it is", dad smiled watching the stain forming. "Almost ready, resist for some more seconds." It hurt so bad and I bit the pillow, remembering what the President always says during his events: "a real man never cries" so I hardly managed not to scream. Locked, shaved, bleeding and now crying I couldn't let my father treat me that way! ---- Father's perspective Once again my little boy in need of protection: "it's all over, now", I comforted him withdrawing the brush from his hole. Bristles were red, blood dripping from them and I locked it in a glass box without touching it further. "You're ready now boy, your last seconds as a little kid have finally come!" "Dad! No, Adrian ... I'm scared." Taking some precum from my dripping dick I fingered his hole once again, ensuring it was well lubed then I lifted his legs on my shoulders. "Breathe deep", I ordered; "I'm going to conceive you a second time." "It hurts", he managed to say as soon as my dick head began to enter him; "go slow please!" I pushed a little further and he responded by pushing out, his tight hole making me precum even more. His blood and my toxic fluid were the ideal lube for me, so I took control: "another deep breath, boy, it's almost done!" After some firm thrusts I was all the way in, his tight ass wrapping my shaft completely; the moment I waited for so long had finally come and soon Elias was converting to full manhood. I felt him pushing back, accepting me inside his body and his moans were clear signs of pleasure. "Feels ... feels good now..." he moaned, his skin beginning to sweat. "I never... never lived something like this!" "And the best has still to come! Eli, push. Push against me, my boy! I want to impregnate you." "It bleeds! It hurts now!" "Nature is having its course", I explained him; "last bleeding before conception. Keep calm and enjoy the moment, relax that hole for me." Balls deep inside his ass, I stopped for a moment letting him get use to me then I began pinching both his nipples until he started moaning, and milking me again. "Make me, make me a man", he begged. "I want you to give me a new life." I planted my nails on his chest skin: "call it with its name, what did you read on my book? Look at me, dirty bug chaser!" Another hard thrust inside him, deliberately reaching his second hole with no regard. "Ouch", was his answer. "You split me in two!" "I lost my mind for you son, make me cum you faggot!" "Give it to me", he pleaded almost crying. "Fill me with your…" He stopped and stared at the door, frozen, so I encouraged him again: "tell me, tell me what you want, and look at me dirty slut." "POZ ME!", he finally screamed. "You're my gifter! My poz gifter! My toxic…" "What a show", I heard Sharon's voice out of the door. "I can't miss the moment!" She entered without knocking and stayed there standing, with a large smile on her face and her tattooed breasts pointing towards me. "Come on Eli, tell your mother what you want!" "To be pozzed", Elias screamed between moans. "I want to become a gifter, I want to… become a man!" Sharon playing with herself and our son begging me to be pozzed, sent me over the edge. "Ready, folks! This is the moment! I'm cumming!" "Claim him, Gifter", she yelled; "make it y ours Forever! Fill him!" Fuck, how much cum I sprayed in him; it felt like a couple liters and I still was hard! Exhausted, but hard. I finally collapsed on my son, who was dead tired as well, the blood on our white sheet starting to dry. "Get out of there", Sharon whispered and she pushed our son to the other side of the bed. "Let me take care of this cloth, I'll keep it safe." "Hurts so bad, mama", Eli complained; "please give me something to calm the pain!" "Go, Shaz. Go to prepare some food for us, I'll take care of him", I replied opening the nightstand's drawer and extracting a plug. "Here boy, I give you this and my seed will absorb into your body for the Whole night." We remained there, entwined one another, on my bed kissing and cuddling for hours; that night I took his hole once more but fucking became an daily routine for the following weeks. He definitely became a champion who made me forget about books, he had them printed in his mind! It was just matter of time for symptoms and we were counting the days. ---- Scotty/Bella's perspective I left President Greg's house with a mission: to find Elias and bring him back to my Master. Wearing my rubber clothes with Bella's name engraved on the jacket I walked across Bugdom's roads, sure on where to go. Rarely someone stared at me, seeing robots Walking was the norm and no one realized I wasn't artificial. When I finally arrived at Elias's place I rang the bell and his mother came to open: "I need nothing", she said mistaking me for a street vendor. I tried to speak but no word came out of my mouth, so I gestured her: nothing to sell, I need a battery charge. "Oh, those bugged bots", she remained at the door, upset. "Come in and I'll find a charger." I followed her inside and when she closed the door I just stopped there looking around. No hint of Elias, nothing was left of all the mess he was used to make leaving books and electronic devices lying around. If his mother only guessed how many secrets I have learnt on him and his family through his unlocked gadgets! She opened a couple drawers in the living room, then found a plug with a cable she connected to a socket. "Here for you", she told me, "now explain where I can charge you!" I shook my head and tried to talk once again but just a weak moan escaped from my lips. "Oh, she exclaimed tenderly wlile trying to set me free from rubber; "I got it, you're a slave doll! Who's your master?" I pointed my finger at my chest where the name "Bella" appeared, then at her tattoo with "ADRIAN" printed between her breasts. "I hear you", she finally smirked, "you're one of Adri's dolls. Let me bring you upstairs back to him." I wanted to talk, to explain, but I was unable to say any word; reached the staircase's last step we just froze, hearing unmistakable sounds from the master bedroom: "POZ ME", Elias's clear voice yelled. "MAKE ME A MAN!" Adrian was clearly having sex and inside me I became so envious, Eli was obviously being claimed before I could do or say anything else. "He's no longer in need of you", Sharon told me; "one moment, stay here then I'll bring you down in the cellar", and she disappeared in her man's bedroom. I was alone once again and, certain that no one was seeing me, I started crying. Some hours later I was hiding behind the bathroom door but I heard the couple talking in front of the bedroom. "I want you Shaz", Adrian said to his partner; "Elias sleeps and it's our time now." "No", she cut off any conversation; "remember our deal. Sex only after the results you know… And if you're horny just take Bella doll. It just came here by chance, play with it and see if it's a trap! Your duty, cop!" Wow, success! Better than I could have guessed! Although Master Greg prohibited it to me, I spread my legs and started fingering my back door, the only thing I could to to vent in that weird situation thanks to a hole Master left open to let me manage my physical needs. I enjoyed to bounce up and down on my two fingers till I heard Adrian entering the bathroom, naked. He immediately noticed me and without speaking he began touching me; I had to hold myself or I could lose balance, rubber skin was starting to hurt me all over my body. Still no words came from my throat, so the man decided it was time to inspect me. Unlike Master Greg he was gentle, his warm hands explored my rubber skin but didn't dare to take it off. "Bella", he commanded once finished my upper body. "bend over." I complied, there was nothing else I could do, and two fingers entered my backside door. "hmmmm", he licked them once withdrawn from inside me. "This tastes human ass! Who the fuck are you!" Something clicked into my mind, I had to get rid of my rubber clothes and inability to talk. In a way or another I had to rise against Greg, and ask Adrian to claim me. But how could I! Not receiving an answer he addressed me a mischievous grin: "who cares if they're poz or neg", Adrian said loudly. "I'll fuck the brain out of them anyways!" I vigorously nodded and bent over the sink, surrendering to my fate. ---- EPILOGUE COMING TOMORROW. The virus and President Greg are waiting to have their space.

I think straight guys just fuck differently to gay men. In some way I would say better because…. Well ifs hard to explain but even when they control your hole or pull you forward the touch is different. I love it

yeah, I agree - now it would be hot to have another installment where the guys meet again as main character's gf dumped him because she caught him watching Grindr. Just in time for him to show fuck flu signs

I love fur, bring it on! As if on cue, this just appeared in my YT feed:

Disagree, I love Trump and Vance

At age ten I was already a relentless mastubater. Once, while visiting family I got caught by an older cousin beating up my tiny dick. He decided to teach me "the correct way" to flog myself by putting his hand on my dick. It felt so good. I would have done anything he said, and I did. He told me to stroke his hard cock as he rubbed me. It felt huge in my still small hand, and it was so warm to the touch. I was instantly fascinated. He leaned into my ear, "Will you do something to me if I do it to you?" I had no idea what he was talking about, but I agreed without hesitation. That was the first time someone put my dick in their mouth. He sucked away at my dick. My body convulsed and shook, but then he abruptly stopped. "Your turn." I was nervous and excited. It was dark in the room, but I could clearly see his cock head as I got closer to it. My lips parted. Something glistened in the low light. My tongue lapped lightly at it. My taste buds came in contact with his seepage. It was like nothing I had ever tasted and I wanted more. With an inhale I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking. "Watch your teeth," he order. I mindfully and eagerly resumed sucking him. It only took a few minutes when I heard him say, "I'm gunna cum." He held my head and fucked my mouth. I slurped on his meat stick as it pumped in and out between my lips. He then pushed my head down and thrusted his hips up, burying his cock in my throat. I felt it throb as thick teen seed started shooting down my throat. He let go of me and I was able to taste the last two blasts of his sperm. I savored it as my tongue. The next day, I couldn't wait to be alone with him and sucking his beautiful cock again.

I'm a 50 year-old Daddy. My young fuck bud son, Drew is 23. I seed him most mornings but I need variety and so does he so we each hook up with other men and boys. I meet other buddies and random fucks about 4 or 5 times a week mostly I top but I enjoy getting my hole pumped by the right guy. I find that riding an anon ass makes me even hornier for my boy's hole.

Part 5 The rest of what was left of the weekend was spent naked in Colt's bed, smoking weed, cuddling, kissing, and I never wanted it to end. But it had to end, and Monday found us back in school. 2nd period was a total waste. We had history together and I dont remember a thing that Mr. Koon said that day. I sat right behind Colt and couldn't take my eyes off of his body. I stared at his big, strong arms, remembering how they had been wrapped around me, holding me tight. He'd move them and I would catch glimpses of his pit hair, my dick getting hard as I thought how badly I wanted to bury my face in them again, licking them, breathing in his smell. His smell. I had never noticed it before, but sitting behind him, when I leaned forward I could smell him. The smell of his light, manly musk made my cock hard and leak precum into my boxers. When the bell rang and brought me back to the real world, Colt turned around and said, "Meet me by the auditorium at lunch." Then he smiled at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Lunch break found me waiting by the auditorium doors. Colt came striding down the hall looking like the absolute god he was in his sleeveless t-shirt and skin tight wranglers, his black cowboy hat on his head. My eyes fell to his bulging crotch and I felt my mouth water knowing what was down there. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and opened the door. I followed him like a bitch as we stepped into the darkness. Once we were inside, he grabbed me by the front of my shirt and roughly pushed my back into a dark corner before his huge body covered mine locking our lips together. "Oh baby." He moaned in between frantic kisses. "I can't stop thinking about you and your hot mouth. Suck my cock bitch." He said as he tried pushing me to my knees. "What? Here? We can't!" I panicked. "Someone will see us!" "Nobody's gonna come in here babe. I promise. Come on, do it for me. I need it!" As if almost in a trance, I sunk to my knees as Colt unbuckled his pants, fishing out his half-hard monster. I let out a little sigh as I got a whiff of his crotch. I took him into my mouth as he softly moaned. "Oh yea baby. That's my little bitch. Suck your brothers cock. Take out your cock bitch. Jerk off while you suck me." Without even thinking twice, I instinctively undid my jeans and took out my own rock hard cock. I fisted myself as Colt held my head and fucked my mouth. "Take my cock bitch. Take it in your whore mouth." He whispered as he pounded my face and I pounded my dick. I was so turned by the danger of what we were doing, I was already close to cumming. Apparently Colt was as turned on as me because it wasn't long before he was panting, "Here it comes baby. Here comes my fucking load. Swallow it you slut!" Then his cock exploded in my mouth, filling it with his hot, creamy jizz. As soon as he blew his load into my mouth, my own cock shot off, spraying my cum on the auditorium floor. After I had swallowed every drop of Colt's precious cum that I could, he pulled me up and kissed me deeply. "I love the taste of my cum in your mouth, you dirty little pig." He said after he pulled off of me. "See you next period. Go out those doors." He said pointing to a different exit on the other side as he quickly went out a different set of doors. Next period we both had Trigonometry and our desks were next to each other. And even though I had just cum, sitting there next to Colt with the taste of his load still fresh in my mouth, my cock stayed hard in my jeans. He looked over and saw me staring at him, and he slowly licked his lips. I just smiled as I looked into his eyes. After school we could barely get to my house fast enough, the safest as my parents worked late. We were kissing frantically while ripping each others clothes off as we entered my bedroom. Colt pushed me back onto my bed as he grabbed my jeans and pulled them and my underwear off me, exposing my hard cock. "Yea, you like that, dont ya you little slut. You like to be treated rough. You like a man to take charge of you." I just layed there, panting in lust as Colt finished taking his clothes off, his own big hard cock sticking straight out. He grabbed the lube out of my night stand and slicked up his cock as he crawled between my legs, spreading them apart. Then he put one elbow by my head and lowered his face to mine as his other hand guided his cock to my hole. He started to push into me and pain flashed through my body. After the crazy weekend, and had come down from the drugs, my ass was as sore as fuck. But Colt didn't care. I looked in his eyes and I saw a hardness I had never seen before. Not anger, and certainly not lust, just a cold, empty stare. He gave a hard thrust, and half of his monster ripped into me. I cried out in pain. "Yea baby, let me hear you." Colt said in a cruel way. "Let me hear my little bitch as he takes his brothers big cock in his beat up pussy. Come on you little whore, do it! Scream for me!" He demanded as he forced the rest of himself deep into my bowels. It's not like he really had to tell me to do that, it came naturally. "Aaaaggghhh!" I cried out as my aching ass was split open. "Oh fuck Colt." I whined as tears ran down my face. "Oh yea." Colt growled. "That's what I like. That's what I wanna hear. My little bitch as he takes my cock!" Then he started fucking me, strong and hard, using his phenomenal ab muscles to pound my poor hole. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight, letting out grunts and gasps as his dick hammered my prostate. "Oh yea." He continued as sweat dripped off him. "Your pussy's so good. Best pussy I've ever fucked. It's my pussy now. I own it. I own your nasty little faggot hole, you little whore." I have to admit, in spite of the pain, the way he was treating me was turning me on. He was just using me as a hole, and my rock hard cock proved I loved it. So much so that when he let out a primal yell and started dumping his cum into me, I shot off like a rocket. I practically saw stars as my aching ass was filled with his seed and my own cock spurted like a fountain between us, coating both of our stomachs in a hefty, teenage load. Colt collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, his cock still buried inside me. After about 30 seconds, he moved so his face was over mine, his eyes still hard and cold. Then I felt it. A warmth began to fill me up and I realized Colt was pissing into me. As soon as I opened my mouth to say something he covered it with his hand. "Sssshhhhh." He silenced me, his eyes never leaving mine." Just let it happen bitch. I said I own you and I meant it. Your gonna be my little piss bucket as well as my cumdump. That's a good boy, just take it." I should have been grossed out, but I wasn't. Just like everything else Colt had introduced me to, it turned me on. I began to lick his hand as the warmth spread deeper and deeper into me. He removed his hand and started to kiss me, and as usual, I just melted into him, giving myself over to his magnetic power. When he finally finished pissing, he pulled out and I struggled to hold all of his fluids inside me. "You better go empty yourself." He said with a gentleness that had been missing during our fuck. He laughed as he watched me walk gingerly out of my room to the bathroom, piss running down my legs. I marveled at how much there was as I sat on the toilet, feeling a little sad I couldn't keep it all in me. He was ripping into the bong when I returned. "You ok?" He asked as I sat on the bed next to him. "Yea, I am." I answered. And I was. I mean, I already knew Colt liked it rough sometimes, so I shouldn't have been surprised when it entered our relationship, or whatever the fuck it was we had. "Good." He said as he kissed me tenderly. "You think you can give it as good as you take it?" I just looked at him as I ripped on the bong. I exhaled a big cloud of smoke in his face, and just smiled. "Just stay here and I'll right back mother fucker." I said as I jumped off the bed and left the room. I may not have been as experienced as Colt, but I wasn't ignorant about shit. I had the internet after all. In no time at all, I was back in my room with a handful of my old man's ties. "On your stomach faggot!" I ordered him as I stood over the bed. Colt's green eyes sparkled as he flipped over. "Yes SIR!" He said with a smile on his face. In no time I had him spread eagle and tied tightly to the bed frame. I couldn't believe how fuckin sexy that big hunk of a man looked like that, helpless, at my mercy with his perfect round ass sticking up. I dug through my laundry and found a jockstrap. With a bit of effort, I was able to squeeze out a little more piss from my ass, enough the make the pouch wet. I straddled Colt's broad back and grab those beautiful brown curls, pulling his head back. "Open your mouth faggot!" I ordered him. Then I stuffed it full with my jock and tied in place with another tie. I stood over him and just stared at the tied down god. Fuck he was hot! Part of me wanted to untie him and make sweet gentle love with him. But a bigger part of me wanted to give Colt what he wanted. All I wanted to do was make him happy, and if that meant dominating him, I was more than happy to do it. I pulled his leather belt out of his jeans and raised it up high. Then, I brought it down as hard as I could on that perfect round ass. Colt yelled into the gag as his body tensed up tight. I smiled to myself knowing I held all the power at the moment. I leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Whose the bitch now?" Colt just groaned as I stood back up and began a full assault on his ass. Over and over I beat him as he howled and struggled in his bounds. "That's right you fuckin bitch!" I growled. "You think you're such a tough man? You're nothing but a faggot pussy bitch! And I'm gonna make you cry. Cry like the little bitch that you are!" I kept up the assault as hard as I could, enjoying the site as his white globes turned pink, then red as welts appeared. The rush of inflicting this pain on the man I loved made my cock ache. Finally, after 25, maybe 30 strokes, I broke him. He started blubbering like a baby and I finally stopped the beating. Instead of feeling bad for him, I wanted him to hurt a little bit more, after all, that's what he wanted. I crawled between his legs and layed the belt on the bed next to him. I spread his cheeks and looked at the hole before me, waiting to be raped. I had decided to make him really feel it and skipped the lube. I spit on his hole a few times then placed my dick head against it. I grabbed his bull like shoulders and began to push into him. He screamed into the gag as I popped into him. But I didn't stop. Going in dry felt way different than going in lubed, but I didn't stop until I had bottomed out in him. Colt continued blubbering as I held his shoulders and began fucking him. It didn't take long before his ass loosened up a bit, and soon his tears ended and he was moaning like a two dollar whore. I pounded him as hard as I could, just like he had done to me, and soon, I was close to cumming. I picked up the belt and wrapped it around his throat. Then I grabbed his hair in one hand and the belt in the other. I pulled his head back as I pounded him. "Take that you fucking cunt!" I shouted. "You pussy ass jock piece of shit! You're nothing but a faggot cumdump whore!" As I shouted derogatory things at him and pulled the belt tightly, Colt's entire body started shaking as he let out a long groan into the gag. His ass started really squeezing my cock, and I knew the bitch was cumming. That was enough to push me over the edge and I flooded his hungry guts with another huge load from me. I collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily after yet another mind blowing orgasm. I untied his gag and pulled out the soggy jock. I saw Colt smile as he said, "Thank you Sir. I fuckin love you!"

OMFG!!! You have risen (or should I say descended?) to a new level of chemfistfucksleaze!!! My ass is gaping, just at the thought of Ivan's huge hand punching your hyperchemmed ffuckhole. And adding Roberto as an 'in the know' parTy stud just inTensifies the scene. MASS, LARGE, VOLUME, WEIGHT, HEAT, BURN - hell, yeah! And the fading in and out of senses - blurred eyes, focusing on different sounds - you've definitely been there! In writing, they always say, "Write what you know." And you certainly know what you're writing about - can't wait for you to do more research - OINK!