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Whispers in the Night Ryan, had always been curious about the darker side of his sexuality. His brown hair, tousled and slightly shaggy, framed his youthful face, which bore an expression of both eagerness and apprehension as he stood outside the unassuming door of a warehouse in the industrial part of London. The building was nondescript, save for a small, discreet sign that read "Members Only." He had been Invited to a secret sex and fisting party, one that promised to be an exploration into the depths of his desires and boundaries. He had heard whispers about this place, where older men, some HIV-positive, gathered to engage in raw, uninhibited encounters. The thought of it both excited and terrified him. Ryan had always been drawn to the [banned word], the forbidden, and the idea of submitting to men who knew what they wanted and how to take it was intoxicating. He took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest, and stepped inside. The interior was dimly lit, with flickering candles casting long, dancing shadows across the walls. The air was thick with anticipation and the scent of amyl nitrate, a heady combination that made Ryan's head spin. He spotted a bar in the corner, manned by a muscular bartender with tattoos snaking up his arms. Behind the bar, a tall, commanding figure caught Ryan's eye. The man had salt-and-pepper hair and a stern, dominant air about him. He was talking to the bartender, his deep voice carrying across the room. "Michael," the bartender said, "this one's new. Says he's here for the party." Michael turned to look at Ryan, his brown eyes scrutinizing him from head to toe. Ryan felt a shiver run down his spine under the man's gaze. "Well, well," Michael said, his voice like velvet, "look what the cat dragged in." He motioned for Ryan to approach. "Come here, boy. Let's get you a drink." Ryan hesitantly made his way to the bar, his eyes never leaving Michael's. "What's your name, boy?" Michael asked, pouring a clear liquid into a glass. "Ryan," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. Michael smirked, adding a few drops of something from a small bottle. "First time here?" Ryan nodded, his eyes wide with anticipation. "Good," Michael said, sliding the glass across the counter. "Drink up. It'll help you relax." Ryan took the glass, the liquid inside shimmering under the candlelight. He sniffed it, catching a whiff of something sweet and alcoholic. He took a sip, the taste sharp and strong on his tongue. He felt a warmth spread through him, a pleasant buzz that made his muscles relax and his inhibitions disappear. "That's some strong stuff," Ryan said, his words slurring slightly. Michael chuckled, a low, throaty sound. "It's GHB, Ryan. It'll make everything feel... better." He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. "But remember, boy, with pleasure comes pain. And you want the pain, don't you?" Ryan felt a shiver of excitement at the man's words. He nodded, his eyes locked onto Michael's. "Yes," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I want it." Michael smiled, a slow, predatory smile that sent a jolt of anticipation through Ryan. "Good boy," he said, his hand resting on Ryan's shoulder. "Let's get you ready." He led Ryan through the crowd, the music pulsing around them like a heartbeat. They entered a room filled with an assortment of men, all older and bearing the signs of experience. Ryan's eyes widened as he took in the scene, his heart pounding in his chest. One of the men, a stocky figure with grey hair and green eyes, stepped forward. "He's a pretty one," he said, his voice gruff. "What's your name, boy?" "Ryan," he replied, his voice barely audible. The man, who introduced himself as Tom, chuckled. "Well, Ryan, welcome to the party. You're going to have a lot of fun tonight." Ryan felt a mix of fear and excitement as the men began to circle him, their hands reaching out to touch him. He could feel their rough, calloused fingers tracing the lines of his body, exploring every inch of him. He gasped as one of them, a tall, gaunt man with sunken cheeks, pinched his nipple, sending a jolt of pain through him. "You like that, don't you, boy?" the man asked, his voice like gravel. Ryan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. Michael stepped forward, a small, silver object in his hand. "Before we start, Ryan," he said, his voice stern, "I'm going to pierce your nipples. It'll heighten the sensation, make everything feel more... intense." Ryan looked at the object, his eyes wide with anticipation. He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. Michael stood before him, his hands steady and practiced, his gaze intense as he prepared to carry out the delicate procedure. With care, he cleansed the area, his touch cool as he inhaled sharply, a mixture of nervous excitement and trust swirling within. There was no turning back now. The moment stretched, a heartbeat suspended in time. With a swift, expert motion, the needle pierced his left nipple, and then, as if by magic the right, the pain was intense but fleeting—replaced by a warmth that seemed to pulse something deeper inside. Michaels fingers, smooth and sure carefully inserted a barbell throught each nipple his touch lingering moments longer than necessary. “It's done,” he whispered, his voice hushed, yet reassuring as Ryan's eyes meet his, a silent understanding between them. What had begun as a simple act of adornment had transformed into something far more intimate—an exchange of trust, a bond forged in the quiet intimacy of the moment. He was hooked. Michael smiled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good boy," he said, stepping closer. "Now, for your cock. Before we get started." The room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, the air thick with anticipation. Ryan could feel men's hands back on him, exploring every inch of his body, their touches rough and demanding. He gasped as one of them, a muscular man with salt-and-pepper hair, grabbed his cock through his jeans, the touch sending a jolt of pleasure through him. "You're hard, boy," the man said, his voice low and gruff. "You want this, don't you?" Ryan nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered. "I want it." The man unzipped his jeans, his cock springing free, hard and ready. Ryan looked down at it, his eyes wide with excitement. He reached out, his hand wrapping around his own length, feeling the heat and hardness of it in his palm. "You like that, don't you, boy?" the man asked, his voice hoarse with desire. Ryan nodded, his hand moving up and down, stroking the length of himself. "Yes," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "I like it." He gasped as Michael suddenly pressed the needle against the swollen head of his cock, the pain sharp and intense. "Fuck," he whispered, his breath coming in short gasps. "That hurts." Michael chuckled, his eyes never leaving Ryan's. "It's supposed to, boy," he said, his voice harsh. "Now, hold still." Ryan gritted his teeth as the pain increased, the metal piercing through his flesh. He felt a rush of endorphins, the pleasure and pain mixing together in a heady cocktail that left him dizzy. "There you go, boy," Michael said, stepping back. "You look beautiful." Ryan looked down at his chest and then to his cock, the silver piercings gleaming in the dim light. He felt a sense of pride, a sense of accomplishment. He was ready for what was to come. "Now," Michael said, his voice commanding, "let's get you fucked." He motioned to the tall, gaunt man, who stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. Ryan could feel the anticipation building in his chest, his breath coming in short gasps. He felt a sense of excitement, a sense of dread, a sense of exhilaration. He was ready to submit, ready to be used. "On your knees, boy," the man said, his voice gruff. "And lean over the bench." Ryan complied, his hands shaking slightly as he positioned himself on all fours. He could feel the cold, hard surface of the bench against his skin, the anticipation building in his chest. The man stepped behind him, his cock pressing against Ryan's entrance. Ryan gasped as the man pushed inside him, the pain sharp and intense. He felt a rush of pleasure, his body adjusting to the intrusion, his muscles relaxing. "Fuck," he whispered, his breath coming in short gasps. "That feels... good." The man began to move, his hips thrusting against Ryan's ass, his cock sliding in and out. Ryan could feel every inch of him, every ridge and vein, the sensation intense and overwhelming. He moaned, his head thrown back, his eyes closed in ecstasy. "Harder," he begged, his voice hoarse with desire. "Fuck me harder." The man complied, his thrusts becoming more forceful, more demanding. Ryan could feel the pain and pleasure mixing together, the sensations overwhelming his senses. He felt a rush of endorphins, his body on fire with desire. "Yes," he screamed, his voice hoarse with pleasure. "Yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard." The man grunted, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more desperate. Ryan could feel his cock twitching inside him, the sensation intense and overwhelming. He felt the man's body tense, his cock pulsing as he came, filling Ryan with his first load of POZ seed. Ryan gasped, his body shaking with the force of his own orgasm. He could feel the pleasure radiating through him, his muscles trembling with the force of it. He collapsed onto the bench, his body spent, his mind still reeling from the intensity of the experience. "Good boy," Michael said, his voice approval. "You did well." Ryan looked up at him, his eyes glassy with tears, his body still shaking from the force of his orgasm. He felt a sense of pride, a sense of accomplishment. He had done it. He had submitted, he had been used, and he had loved every minute of it. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. Michael smiled, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You're welcome, boy," he said, his voice softening. "And this is just the beginning." Ryan looked around the room, his eyes taking in the men who surrounded him. He felt a sense of anticipation, a sense of dread, a sense of exhilaration. He was ready for more. He was ready to be used again. "I want more," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "I want more POZ cock." Michael chuckled, his eyes never leaving Ryan's. "Well, boy," he said, his voice low and seductive, "we've got plenty of that. Plenty of Poz cock, ready and waiting to use you." Ryan felt a shiver of excitement at the man's words. He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. "Yes," he whispered. "I want it. I want all of it." Michael smiled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "Good boy," he said, stepping closer.

your wish is my command Hi, I am Ron. I am a 35 year old, POZ, I live near a small Christian college and another mid-sized university in Oklahoma. I take immense pleasure in turning out, breeding and knocking up undergrad male athletes from the local colleges. I pozzed when I was 23, but that is a story for another time. I put myself out there on all the sites. I don’t cover up my poz status, but I don’t advertise it either. I may say things like “pozitively fun” or “always looking for the pozitive”. I would say 1 out of ten catches it and asks about it, and more often than not that guy is a chaser. While I will still fuck him. It does take some of the fun out of it. This little tryst happened right after my “Christian Athlete” Matt, stopped over after that night of full blown pozzing about 4 weeks ago. You know you read that story and jerked off to it. I got back on Sniffies looking for a college jock sub2. I wanted a hung boy. I wanted him to be a super spreading versTop when we were done. I found a couple bi boys and chatted with them. They all wanted to come to me, all tops, most just wanted head, a few were open to little more, but I found one that was perfect. He was just looking for a blowjob and I was all too willing to give him one. He liked my dad bod, little did he know I was going to be knocking hing up with my poz babies Just as soon as he let me. We made arrangements for Friday night when the local Christian college drops their curfew for the weekend meaning he could stay out as late as he wanted. His name was Adam. He stood just over 6 foot tall, 8,5 inch cock, a fine fur covered his body with a true swimmer's build. He had a great head full of dark blond hair, but his cock was magnificent. I knew if I could convert him. He would breed hundreds. He was my next challenge. He darkened my door right on time at 8pm on Friday night. He came in. I offered him a beer. He chugged it obviously wanting to get down to business. I got on my knees and slowly slid his gym shorts down his thick muscular legs while sucking on his the knob of his cock through his jock. He moaned his approval, but urged me to go slow; he did not want to cum too fast. I asked if I could eat his ass. He thought for a moment and said that is all I was going to do to his ass. I agreed with no intention of keeping my word. I could tell he walked to my home from across campus, but that did not deter me from devouring his hole. I lapped at his hole, pushed my tongue passed his anal ring. I freed his cock from his jock and took turns licking his ass and sucking his oversized I soon had him begging for more. So I slipped a finger into his hole roughing it up a bit. I bobbed on his cock while I fingered his hole. He ran his fingers through my hair and forced my mouth down on his cock. I did not want him to cum from my mouth. So, I backed off his thick cock, and I added a second finger to his ass. I could feel his ass open up for me. His eyes shot open and he mouthed “fuck me”. I made him repeat himself. He said it a little louder, “fuck me”. I spit on my cock and lined it up with his soon-to-be-pozzed ass. His 8.5 cock just out from his body, and did not lose its stiffness as I sank my death cock into his willing but unsuspecting hole. I sank into Adam’s ass until he could feel my daddy bush on his college ass. When I was deep in his ass. His ass opened up for me like he was a natural bottom. I could see pink streaks appear on my cock. I knew I had him ready for my tainted load. He started to jack his large cock, but I made him stop. I told him I wanted him to cum hands-free. He had a shocked look on his face, but I assured him it was possible. I buried my stiff cock in his ass, and he got that look on his face and he finally understood what I was talking about. His cock lurched and I continued to slam my cock in once virgin ass. Pre-cum oozed from his cock, as he fought the urge to jerk his thick rod. I leaned in for a kiss and unlike most straight boys I deflower he did not recoil. I slipped my tongue into his mouth. I felt my orgasm quickly reaching its boiling point. His breathing was ragged and I could tell he was close. I drove my cock deep into his for now negative ass, and came with a five day old load force into his ass. His cock exploded all over his chest. I love it when young guys cum they do it with such force. A stream of cum poured out of his cock hitting him in the face. I licked it off and shared it with him. He sucked his cum off of my tongue. My infected load filled his ass. I slowly pulled my still hard cock out of his ass it was covered in in pink cum. I quickly shoved it down his throat. I was not going to give him the opportunity to deny my request. He eagerly cleaned it off. I softened a little. h/e asked if I got hard again, could I fuck him one more time that night. He left with 3 poz loads in his ass. I heard from him about 3 months later after he and his formerly straight roommate tested positive. He wanted to make sure I was OK. I guess there was an outbreak on campus More to Cum Always looking to chat or skype with the right guys Joey bareback bottom looking to be bred

Part 9 I laid there for a few moments enjoying this feeling. Slowly, I rolled over and got up. I walked out and headed down the halls looking for more. I could heard some moaning in the rooms. Most doors were closed. I headed back to the booths and it was empty again. I headed back to my room. Rob was standing outside waiting for me. "Welcome back, boy. Have fun?" I opened the door and we walked in. I responded "Mixed. Had some fun but overall, it was slow." "Yeah. It happens a lot." I started to kneel. "Don't kneel, boy. Lay on the bed on your back. Time for your special treat." I laid on the bed. Rob approached me and knelt on the floor. He reached over to me and pulled my jock down. I lifted my legs and he removed my jock completely. He smelled the jock and put it down. He ran his hands up my legs until he got to my cock and balls. He cupped my balls in one hand and then started to slowly run his hand up my cock. It immediately became rock hard. I was confused. What was I supposed to do? "Relax boy. It is time for me to claim your last neg load." He slowly stroked my cock. I was feeling guilty. I was meant to please others. Not to be pleased. I was also embarrassed. My cock felt small next to all of the perfect cocks that I have serviced. "I am sorry it is a disappointment, Sir." "Don't be sorry, boy. We know your purpose but this is something I want." "Thank you, Sir." He started to pick up the pace. I was enjoying it. I closed my eyes. Suddenly, the feeling changed. I opened my eyes. He was sucking my cock. He took it all the way to the base. My eyes closed. He continued to suck me. I was getting close. "I am getting close, Sir." He started sucking faster. I was at my edge. I tried to not go over the edge but it was impossible. I started cumming. Spurt after spurt went into his mouth. I was in heaven. He withdrew from my cock after my last spurt finished. I opened my eyes in time to see his face coming close to mine. He was going to kiss me. I opened my mouth. He let some of my cum dribble out of his mouth and into mine. It felt like our kiss continued for a long time. He withdrew. "Thank you for your last neg load, boy." "Thank you, Sir." He stood up. "You're welcome, boy. I am going head out. Feel free to stay longer or head back to your hotel. It's been a fun week. Please stay in touch. Let me know if you get the fuck flu. Also, let me know if you come back to town. There is still so much more for you to experience." I moved over to the side of the bed and knelt before him. I was getting emotional. "It's ok, boy. I understand. This isn't the end. It's just the beginning." "Yes Sir." He pulled me close to him, patted me on the top of the head. I wanted that feeling to last. He pulled away. "Good luck, boy." With that, he left the room. I was alone. I felt lost. I no longer wanted to play tonight. I slowly got dressed. I called an Uber and headed back to the hotel. The drive back to the hotel was very lonely. Thoughts came rushing into my head. "What had I done this week? What was I thinking? What am I going to do when I get home? What happens if I become poz? Do I stay with my wife? Do I leave her?" The Uber pulled in front of the hotel. I tipped the driver and slowly walked into the hotel and back to my room. My phone buzzed. It was Tony. "Sorry that I couldn't make it tonight. Still want me to give you a goodbye fuck?" "Yes Sir. I need it." "Good. I will be there at 6. Should be able to give you a couple of loads before you leave for the airport." "Can't wait." I knew that I wouldn't have much time in the morning so I started getting everything packed for the flight. The entire time that I was packing, I was thinking about the week and what the future might bring. Eventually, I went to sleep. My alarm went off at 5a. I got up, douched and showered. It was about 5:30 and my phone buzzed. "I'm on my way. See you soon." I kept getting ready. I packed everything except my lube and poppers. Before I knew it, I heard a knock on the door. I grabbed my jock and put it on. I opened the door and Tony walked in. I immediately knelt. He quickly pulled his pants down and his cock sprung right into my face. I opened my mouth and he pushed in. I immediately started sucking him. He grabbed the sides of my head and started fucking my face. I started to gag. He pulled out and smacked his cock on my face. I stuck my tongue out and he slapped it with his cock multiple times. I looked up at him as he pushed his cock back in my mouth. He stared down at me and smiled. I was getting turned on again. "Go over to the bed and lay on your stomach." I got up and walked to the bed and laid on my stomach. I heard some clinking sounds that I didn't recognize and then I heard him walk over to the bed. He sat on the backs of my legs. He grabbed my right arm and pulled back slightly. Click. I felt the metal cuff secure itself around my wrist. Then, he grabbed my left arm. Click. The other metal cuff was secured around my wrist. He had handcuffed me. The handcuffs had a small chain between them. It kept my arms behind be but it was not overly uncomfortable. "Turn over." I turned over on my back. My arms were at my sides but slightly behind my back. It was then that I realized that I had no access to poppers. He knew it. "Yep slut. No poppers for you this time. You are going to experience this without it. Oh and something else new this time." He reached down and pulled my jock off. I was completely naked. He reached down and he roughly grabbed my cock and balls. He grabbed the lube and covered his cock. He pushed my legs back as he lined up his cock with my hole. He started to push into me. His head popped my formerly tight fuckhole. He looked in my eyes as he pushed in. I felt vulnerable being totally naked and handcuffed. He smiled and pushed in fully until he was completely in me. My legs rested on each side of his body. He started to fuck me slowly. I was so happy. "I know that Rob claimed your last neg load last night. Since it is my strain that brought him into the brotherhood, it is also my right to extract your load." With that, he grabbed my cock with his lubricated hand and started to jerk it. I was confused with what he said. "Yep. That's right, boy. He is my poz son. I am adding you to my line." He continued to fuck deep in me. My cock was rock hard. "I know you are a bottom but you are going to need to breed other bottoms. That is the responsibility of those in my line. My strain needs to continue to live on." Between his fucking, the jerking of my cock, and what he saying, I was at a complete loss. I was starting to get close. I struggled for words. "I am getting close, Sir." He started jerking and fucking me faster. I was getting real close. "Cum boy. Release your useless neg seed now." I came hard. Spurt after spurt hit my stomach. My fuckhole clenched hard. He thrusted hard into me. I felt him cumming in me. It felt like his cum was driving my cum out of my cock. His hand was coated in my cum. He reached up and brought his hand to my mouth. "Open" I opened my mouth and he pushed my cum into my mouth. He brought his hand down and scooped up more of my cum and put it in my mouth. I licked up every drop. He slowly withdrew his cock. He grabbed a towel and wiped off the rest of the cum from my stomach. "Turn over and get in doggie." I rolled over and got into position. Since I couldn't use my arms to brace me, my chest rested on the bed. He climbed back on the bed. He brought the towel around and put it under my face with my cum right in front of me. "Lick it up while I get ready to fuck you again." I started licking the towel. I needed to get every drop of cum. I heard him behind me. I could hear a sloshing sound as he was jerking his cock. Then, he was behind me again. I felt his hard cock in my crack and then he pushed in again. It was not as comfortable this time. "As a soon-to-be versatile bottom, you will need to get used to getting fucked after cumming." "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Also, not only am I using lube, but I am also using your cum. You have swallowed some of your neg load and you are also going to get it fucked into you." With that, he pushed all the way into me. He grabbed the handcuffs and used them for leverage. He started fucking me. "I am so happy to add you to my line. You are such a good fuckhole." He continued to fuck me at a steady pace. It started to feel good. I lost track of time. I was in ecstasy. His cock kept hitting my prostate. He reached under me and captured some of the precum off my cock. He rubbed it on my ass. He continued to fuck me. My confusion from last night was gone. I knew my purpose again. He picked up speed and then pulled hard on the handcuffs and pushed hard into me. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I started cumming. That had never happened before. "mmmmmmm. Such a slutty boy. Cumming from being fucked." "I'm sorry Sir." "Don't be sorry, boy. That's what you are supposed to do. As you continue in your journey, I am hoping that becomes normal for you." He pulled out of my ass. He pulled me and pushed my face into my cum. "Clean it up boy." I eagerly licked up my cum. He got off the bed and came back and unlocked my handcuffs. "I will be reaching out to you on Telegram. As Rob told you last night, stay in touch. Let us know if you come back to town." I stopped cleaning up my cum. "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." I crawled over to him and started licking his cock. I needed to clean it for him. He leaned back and grabbed my head and pulled it into his cock. "Such a good boy. Unfortunately, we don't have more time today. Next time, we need an entire day with you." "Yes Sir. I will make it happen." He climbed off the bed and got dressed. Again, I was feeling sad. The incredible week was over. He finished getting dressed. "Come over here, boy." I walked over to him. He grabbed the back of my hair and bent my head back. My mouth opened. He spit into my open mouth. "One last marking for you, boy. Enjoy my seed the rest of the day. Have a safe flight." With that, he opened the door and left. I checked the clock. It was just about 7. I needed to get ready to go. I didn't clean up. I finished packing. I put on some clothes and called an Uber and went to check out. Now begins the trip home to an uncertain future. The only certainty that I had is that I knew who I was. It was too late for me. I was a soon-to-be poz cum dumpster and a part-time gift giver.

My most recent fuck was a few days ago. I had a weekday off and decided to take the opportunity to try something new. I had been sucking cock at an porn arcade that has gloryholes for the last few months, and I wanted to try getting fucked through the hole. After chatting with a couple other locals online I knew which booth was best for fucking, I got my ass ready and headed out with just my poppers and a bottle of lube. The parking lot for the ABS only had a few cars in it, and I was a little worried I wouldn't get any action. I paid entry for the arcade and made my way through the maze of booths to the far corner where I was advised to go. This booth was more of a mess than any of the other ones I've been in, there were several discarded tissues on the floor and a used condom on the seat, but the gloryhole did look a little wider than the other ones I'd seen so I knew this was the right one. I turned on the video player and picked a gay gloryhole video, and took a hit of poppers to get in the slutty mood. I undressed to just socks, jock, and a tank top, and while I was undressing the first cock came through the hole. I instinctively kneeled to face it. It was average size, uncut, with brown skin (he could have been Latino or mixed, but it's hard to tell in the dark). After taking a moment to admire it, I took a deep sniff of his penis, followed by a deeper sniff of my poppers, and sucked him with a hunger. I took the bottle of lube out of my pants pocket, squirted some on my fingers, and began massaging my hole while I sucked him hard. Once he was hard enough to fuck, I slathered some lube on his cock and turned around, letting him heel my ass cheeks with his cock. I tried to direct his cock into my ass with my hand but had a hard time with it, so I just pressed my ass up against the hole to let him take control. I took another hit of poppers as I felt his bare cockhead kiss my anus and push into me. I don't know if it was because he was uncut or because of the poppers but his warm hard cock sank into me comfortably, and I was completely lost in the moment enjoying the uninhibited, sleazy sexual thrill. After a few minutes of fucking me, he pulled out, I turned around, kneeled, and sucked him hard again, then pressed my ass back against the hole for him to use. I took a few more hits of poppers as he really began to pound me, moaning and asking him to cum in me. He groaned and shot a load deep in me, and then pulled out, presenting his softening cock through the hole for me to service one more time. I sucked the cum and lube off of his cock, and whispered a "thank you" through the hole. The other guys in the arcade must have heard the fun we were having because immediately after he left a new long, black cock came through the hole, and before long I was riding it as well. I don't think he came in me, but I'm not certain. A few minutes after he left, a white cock came through the hole, and I spent several minutes sucking it, but unfortunately he didn't get hard enough to fuck me, and I decided to call it a night. I felt hot and sweaty in the booth now, got dressed, and pocketed the used condom to jerk off with later that night. Not only was it my first time being fucked through a gloryhole, but it was my first time being fucked bare anonymously, and it definitely won't be the last.

Part 4 Friday finally is here. Paul has been sending me pictures of guys he’d like us to play with. He sends me a text describing how he is really getting off on figuring how to line up multiple poz dicks to feed my ass. He’s been talking to his buds about the tight ass I have and how much I love taking loads. Paul has two guys that can meet my need and will find hot. We arrange to meet at a cool hotel in town. He tells me he needs to find my ass up on the bed, with the door open, and head buried in the pillows. I unlock the door and await Paul’s arrival. I know Paul may have someone with him but not sure as I’m ass up head down as instructed. I’ve told Paul he is in charge of the evening. Feeling both fear of the unknown and the excitement of taking it to the next level I am completely stoked. As instructed, I’m kneeling in the bed with my ass held high, face in the pillows, ready for assault. Suddenly, I feel two hands on my ass and my cheeks being pulled apart. I feel wetness from his tongue as he begins eating my ass. He’s slowly probing my hole with abandon. He then spits again as lube, and my ass is explored with first one finger then another. I take a hit of my poppers to ease into the finger fuck and I feel a third than a fourth digit expand my hole. I continue taking hits until my ass calms down and blossoms for him. As he pulls his hand away and I immediately feel the hardness of his cock breach my yearning hole. I am mounted and the cock slowly eases in and out as my ass. My hole knows this cock! It is definitely Paul, as the familiar feel of his dick balls deep once again completes me. Paul tells me that he has plans for my negative hole tonight but wants to first unload his toxic seed in me making sure that any who follow knows who owns this ass. He teases my hole, moving in and out with the grace of a dancer. In and out then rotating sideways right to lefth. He is going to make sure this is a fuck I will remember. He continues to pummel me and has my ass knowing he is its master and owner with his slow and steady fuck. He stops, leaving his dick in me and then clenches, causing his cock to jerk up and down on my prostate. I’m leaking from all of the stimulation. I know he is just getting started. He pulls out and rolls me over and our mouths quickly find each other. Our tongues explore our mouths with desperation to reclaim the familiar as we roll back and forth desperate for each others bodies. I start devouring his neck with my mouth, then his chest. I finally I get to his hard cock. I take him in my mouth. He is wet with pre-cum coating his cock and the taste of my ass. Cum is hanging like a silk rope from his dick head. I lick the sweet nectar. I take all of him in my mouth and open my throat for a deep throat pounding. He grabs my head and skull fucks me until I’m gasping for air. I can’t get enough of his prick as my tongue worships its length. I release his turgid dick from my mouth and begin devouring his balls. I’m licking and sucking, savoring what I’ve desired for weeks. I’m freebasing his masculine smell and aroma. I can’t get enough of his body. With a deep hunger I progressively move down his thighs and make my way to his feet; worshipping all that he is. He urgently pulls me back to his mouth where we resume our deep kissing. Soon, Paul pulls up and explores my chest and stomach. He moves down so that he can take my hard dick in his mouth. He takes me deep into his throat, sliding my cock in and out of his mouth. He expertly glides on and off my cock with his mouth, bringing me close and then slows down and retreats. I’m riding wave upon wave of excitement as he is taking me to the edge and then is pulling back, not allowing me to cum. He forcefully turns me over and again his tongue finds its way to my ass. He probes my fuck hole with urgency as it blossoms open from his renewed attention. He slowly inserts one, two, and then three digits of his hand back into my fuck hole. He is determined on loosening my ass for the evening to come. He’s left his nails long and I feel him scratching the sides of my anal tunnel. He pulls me back on the bed and raises my legs as his rigid enormous cock re-enters my ass. At first he is slow and steady letting me accommodate his girth. Then he begins to build an urgency. He is slamming into my ass, taking advantage of my now gaping hole. He drives deep to his balls impaling every inch of my ass. He pulls all the way out, then stabs back in, and continues repeating this with the urgency of a buck in rut. Paul demands to deposit a load in my ass and wants to claim my negative hole with the first breeding of the evening. As he is filling my ass with his cum, he’s screaming, “take my toxic seed you cum slut”. I’m soon jacking my own dick but Paul slams my hand away and refuses to allow me to cum. Paul flips me on my back and he slaps my hands away and then pins me to the bed not allowing me access self satisfaction. He tells me, he’s in charge of when I can come. He continues drilling his load further into my ass. He orders that I not cum without his permission so that he can keep me on edge. He wants to make sure I’m completely in heat for his buds, so I’m desperate to have my ass drilled and filled. He withdraws from my ass and slowly pulls me into him, allowing the sexual wave to pass in his arms. To cool our passions down, we get in the shower and rinse off and he massages my tense muscles. He lubes up a butt plug and inserts it in my ass. He dries me off, tells me to get dressed and we leave the room. We amble down the street for drinks and something to eat. I’m on edge and hyper aware of my senses and walking as if in a stupor with the butt plug constantly massaging my hole . Dinner is casual and slow adding to my torment and excitement. He is continually touching me across the table keeping in contact with my body. Under the table his foot is exploring my now erect cock and balls as the other diners are oblivious to my situation and need. Paul’s driving me crazy, keeping me on edge. He begins to explain the sequence of events for the duration of the evening. He has arranged for two amazing poz guys to join us in succession. He will watch them take me, breed me, and fill my ass with their toxic cum. Then, if he deems me ready, he will add another friend or two. He firmly promises to end the evening filling my ass once again with his load. He reminds he may be taking some cock too but will make sure all loads go in me. We make our way back to the hotel. As we get to the room Paul’s phone buzzes. Our first man of the evening has arrived. Paul orders me to strip down and have my ass up for breeding when they return to the room but not to remove the butt plug. I do as instructed. Shortly my phone buzzes, and he’s telling me that the second guy has arrived as well. This is going to be fucking amazing.

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."

Prologue The flight was uneventful. I did a lot of thinking about what I was going to do. I knew that I couldn't poz my wife. Even though we drifted apart over the years, I couldn't do that to her. I also knew that I needed to continue what I started in Chicago. I landed at the airport, got my luggage, and walked to my car. On the thirty minute drive home, I decided that I would tell her that we should separate. I won't tell her that I was a soon-to-be poz cumdump. I would tell her that I want to explore other kinds of relationships. If she pushed, I would tell her that I had grown interested in being gay. No reason to hurt her more than necessary. I pulled into the driveway, grabbed my stuff and headed in. My wife heard me come in and welcomed me home. "Welcome home Greg. How was the flight?" "It was good. Smooth." It was at this moment that I realized that I never even called her last night. This would be suspicious. I had to think of something to say but she spoke first. "Sorry that I didn't call you last night. I was out with friends and lost track of time." "No problem, hun. I lost track of time as well after the presentations got done." A look of relief but sadness came over her face. I took my bags back to the bedroom and started unpacking. "How did it go with the client?" I told her about the presentations and how well we did. I told her that I believed that we would get some future work and I might end up having to go back to Chicago. "Cool. Congrats. Did you enjoy Chicago?" "Yes. It seemed like a nice place." "Great. Greg. Sorry. I can't put this off. We need to talk." Uh oh. This can't be good. I looked up at her. She looked sad. "Something happened last week." "What happened, hun?" "Well. I was lonely last week and went out with my girlfriends for drinks. They told me that I should check out Tinder. You know. Just for some entertainment. Not to meet anyone but just tease the guys. I decided to do it. I started talking with a guy and we flirted a lot. I eventually decided to meet just to say hi. Anyway, we met at a bar and had some drinks. I ended up going home with him and we were together." My jaw dropped. She was never spontaneous. Our time together was always on a schedule. Never spontaneous. I saw tears welling up in her eyes. "Oh hun. It's ok. I understand. I have never been good at fulfilling you." "No Greg. You have been fine. I really didn't mean for it to happen but it felt good to be desired like that. After our night together, I thought that was it. You know. A one-night stand. It wasn't. We saw each other a bunch of times last week. I don't know what happened. I just couldn't stay away from him. That's where I was last night." She started crying. "Hun. It's ok. Don't cry. I get it. Even though I try to please you, I know it hasn't been good enough." "No hun. You are fine. I just don't know. He fulfilled me differently than you. I don't know how to explain it." "I presume he is more of an alpha." She looked down. "Yeah. Much more dominant. Definitely an alpha. I lost all control." "I presume he is bigger than me as well?" "Uh. I don't want to say." "It's fine. I know I am not that well endowed. We always said we would be completely honest with each other." "OK. Yeah. He is bigger and thicker. He made me feel things that I had never felt before. I am sorry." "Hun. It's ok. I also have a confession." "Oh?" "Yeah. Something happened for me last week too." "Wait! You were with another woman last week?" "No." "What happened?" "I was actually with another man. A dominant man." "Are you saying you are gay? That explains it! That explains why we sometimes feel unfulfilled together." "I don't know what I am. He was dominant and I felt like it was my place to be used by him." "Did he use condoms?" "No. He didn't." "Oh. Guess I shouldn't feel guilty that my guy didn't use condoms either. Did you enjoy the anal sex?" "Yes. I did. It took me a bit to get used to it but it felt good." "I agree. I enjoyed it too." My jaw dropped again. We never had anal sex. She never wanted it. It repulsed her. "Wait. You had anal sex?" "Yeah. He wanted it and for some reason, I couldn't say no. I couldn't say no to anything he wanted." "I understand. So where does this leave us?" "I don't know. You know that I love you but I need this." "Yeah. I love you too but I know I need to continue to pursue this. I need to see where this leads." "OK. How about we live together for now and see where it goes?" "I am ok with that, hun. I won't get in the way if you two continue to hookup. If you want to go out, that's fine. If you want to do it here, I can leave. I don't intend to bring any guys here but I may go out at some point to explore. Does that work?" "Yes hun. Thank you for being so good about this. If you don't mind, I might want to head out for a bit." "Sounds good. Go enjoy. You deserve it." "See you later." She turned around and left. I was relieved. That went better than I had expected. I needed to blow off some steam. I douched and jumped on the apps. Nothing promising. This town is boring. No bathhouses but there are a couple of arcades and an adult theatre. I decided to head to the theatre. I grabbed my poppers and lube and headed out. Thirty minutes later, I pulled into the theatre parking lot. I went in. I had been there a few times. It's a bookstore with a couple of theatres and a few video booths. I decided to try out the theatres first. I paid the fee to use both theatres and headed in. There were a few guys sitting in seats. A bareback video was showing on the screen. I walked down and sat in the first row. The floor was sticky. I was imagining all of the loads that guys dumped on this floor. I felt sleazy but it was turning me on at the same time. I grabbed my phone and went on Telegram. Tony had sent me a message. "Hope you had a good flight, boy. Please stay in touch." I sent a message to Rob and Tony. "Sir. Found out my wife has been banging another guy all week. We came to an agreement. I am continuing to play and she can have her fun. To celebrate, I am in a sleazy adult theatre right now looking for fun." I pulled my poppers out and took a hit in each nostril. I pulled my pants down. I jerked a little while watching the video. After a while, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. He sat a couple seats down from me. I looked over at him. He was a Hispanic guy. He looked over at me and then started watching the movie. A few minutes later, he stood up and walked past me. I could see that he had his cock out. It was above average size and thickness. He came back towards me and stopped in front of me. I hit the poppers and got off the seat. I knelt in front of him and opened my mouth. He stepped in and I licked the head of his cock. He moaned. I moved forward and took his cock in my mouth. I could feel the sticky floor on my knees. I was definitely getting fresh and old cum on my knees. I felt sleazy but even hornier. I started sucking him. He put his hand on the back of my head. He wasn't face fucking me but his hand made sure that I couldn't pull off his cock. I pushed forward trying to get his cock into my throat. I pushed it as deeply as I could and held it there. He moaned loudly. I am sure others could hear. "I need your ass." I stood up, turned around and put my hands on the seats. My back was to the screen. I could see others watching us. He moved behind me. "Spread 'em" I reached back and spread my ass. He saw the lube on the ground and picked it up. I heard him squirt some on his cock, stroke it a few times and then felt it at the entrance of my hole. He pushed a little and pulled back. Over and over, he pushed a little further. Then, his cock popped in. "Hot pussy." He grabbed my hips and pushed all the way in. I let go of my cheeks and held onto the chair. He didn't waste any time. He started to fuck. His cock was stretching my hole but felt so good. I looked around and saw people watching the movie and then looked back to watch us. A guy stood up and walked down the aisle until he was in the same row. He came within a couple of feet of us. He dropped his pants and started to jerk his cock. I was loving this. I was in a sleazy theatre. My knees had dried cum on them. I was being fucked by an anonymous top while others were watching me. I was a sleazy cumdump. Years ago, I would never have considered doing this. Think of all of the years I wasted. My thoughts returned to the top fucking me. He grabbed my hips tightly and started to fuck fast. "Cumming in your pussy." I had to hold the seats tightly as he pushed hard into me. I felt his cock swell. He pulled out, took a step back, pulled up his pants and left. I stayed in position. The guy that was watching us came over behind me. I spread my ass again. He took the hint. He stepped forward and pushed his hard cock into already used fuckhole. It slid in easily. "mmmmmm. creamy hole." "Yes Sir. It needs all loads." "Good." He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me. I continued to look around. Guys were still watching us. I was hoping I was putting on as good of a show as the movie. "You poz?" "Not yet." "You probably shouldn't come to a sleazy place like this. Never know what bugs you might pick up." "Doesn't matter. My holes are meant to take all loads." "mmmm. Good. Take my bugs, cunt!" With that, he pushed hard into me. My head leaned back. I was in ecstasy. He pulled out, zipped up and left. I looked around to see if anyone else was interested but nobody moved. I sat down on the seats. I wondered if the cum was dripping out of my used fuckhole. If so, it would be adding another layer to the seats. After several minutes, I slipped my pants back on and headed out of the theatre. Several guys watched me leave. I left the theatre and headed over to the video booths. Several guys were hanging around. I headed into an open booth. I deposited some money and started watching a bareback video. A few guys walked by, looked in, and kept going. I hit the poppers and pulled my pants down again. I pushed my ass the edge of the seat and stuck a finger in my hole. A glob of cum came out and hit the floor. I immediately reached down and scooped up the cum and put it in my mouth. "Such a dirty slut. You want another load in there?" "Always" I turned around and faced my ass towards the door. I heard him drop his pants and came into the booth. I spread my cheeks and bent over. I heard him spit and felt his cock at the entrance of my fuckhole. I took a hit of poppers and he pushed his head in. "Such a cummy hole. I like it." "Breed me" "I plan on it." He grabbed my shoulders for leverage and started to fuck me. His cock felt great. Each thrust hit my prostate. I realized that I never saw his face. I heard his invite and turned around without looking. I was lost in the pleasure and realized he was fucking me with short fast strokes. "I'm cumming" He pushed hard. I pushed back at him and squeezed my fuckhole to milk every drop out of his cock. He pulled out, pulled up his pants and left. I pulled on my pants and headed out. I knew this was my future. ---- this is the end of this part of the story. I will be starting a new story called Greg's Evolution that will detail his continued evolution and descent. It might end up in another forum because it might include substances besides poppers. Thanks to all that read this story and enjoyed it. It was my first time writing a fictional story. Even though it is fiction, there are parts that are based on my actual experiences. ---

In Berlin

I was more of a bottom when I was younger. When I was 19 I rented the spare room in another guy's flat - he was 32 and we started fucking pretty soon after I moved in, and a few months later he started giving me piss enemas. He had a big dick even when he was soft so it went deep, and it always seemed to take a few hours for it to fully work its way back out so we couldn't do it all the time, but I always fucking loved the way it felt. There's nothing like laying in bed afterwards with a cock still up your ass and feeling that sensation of being filled up even deeper. I prefer being a top now but I still miss that feeling sometimes.

Part 8 I hit the poppers and watched porn for a few minutes. I grabbed my bottle of lube, poppers, my towel, and my key and headed out. I started walking through the halls. Various rooms had guys laying face down or in doggie. I came to a room where a chubby, hairy guy was jerking and watching porn. I stepped into the doorway and asked him "You looking for someone to service you?" "Sure. You can suck me some." I walked in and knelt next to the bed. He stopped jerking. His cock was hard. It wasn't long or thick. I licked the tip of his cock and around the head. He continued to watch porn. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and used my tongue around the head and shaft. I continued to take more of his cock in my mouth until the entire shaft was in my mouth. I started moving my head up and down his shaft. He continued watching porn. I couldn't tell if he enjoyed it at all. "Ok. Stop. I don't want to cum." I pulled off his shaft. "Thanks boy. Maybe again later." I got up and left the room feeling unsatisfied. I continued walking through the halls. I headed back to the glory hole booths. Nobody was there. I decided to get on the fuck bench and wait. I hit the poppers and waited. I heard someone enter the room. As he walked by, he slapped my ass and kept going. I continued to wait. Nothing. I got up and walked around. I was getting frustrated. As I walked through the halls, I saw a sleazy looking guy watching me. I stopped and smiled at him. As I walked past him, he reached out and patted my ass. I stopped and bent over slightly, pushing my ass toward him. His hand rubbed my ass and then touched my fuckhole. "I have cum in there." "Oh really? You a bareback slut?" "Yes Sir." "Got a room?" "Yes Sir" "Lead the way" I walked down the hall until I got to the room. I opened the door and he followed me in. I climbed on the bed with my ass facing him. His hands were on my ass again. He rubbed the crack and then stuck his finger in my hole. "Let's see if you were telling me the truth." He started digging his finger deep in me and then pulled out. "Yummy. You are a bareback slut." "Yes Sir. My purpose is to take all loads." I felt his fingers back at my hole again. This time, he stuck two in and started finger fucking me. I hit the poppers in each nostril. He started picking up the pace with his finger fucking. The fucking was hard and fast. I kept hitting the poppers so I could handle the rough finger fucking. "I should have probably told you. I am rough on bareback sluts." "Use me as you wish, Sir." "Don't worry. I will" He started spanking my ass hard while roughly finger fucking me. I was struggling to take the abuse but I knew it was my duty. He pulled his fingers out and he immediately jammed his cock in me. He was rough. Thankfully, he wasn't real long or thick. What he didn't have in size, he made up with in aggressiveness. I did short rapid hits of poppers. It was helping with the abuse on my fuckhole. While slamming into me, he started slapping each ass cheek hard. The pain was intense but i stayed focused. I am here to be used. He grabbed my hair and pulled it. "Guys avoid playing with me because i am too rough. Glad you didn't shy away from me." "Thank you, Sir. I am here to please." Somehow, his fucking grew harder. Then, his strokes grew short and he slammed into me. I almost fell over from the violence. I could feel his cock unloading in me. He released my hair and then pulled his cock out. I fell forward. He slapped my ass hard. "Thanks slut. I enjoyed it. Not sure you did but I don't care." He walked back to the door. "Enjoy the show everyone? I just beat up his cunt and gave him my load. Enjoy." I wasn't aware that the door was open. I turned around and saw a few people watching. I was sore but I got back into position. I heard someone come into the room. I felt hands rubbing my sore ass cheeks. Then they were spread and a tongue started lightly licking my abused hole. I moaned. It felt good. He seemed to know. He pushed his tongue into my battered hole. He moaned loudly. He must have gotten some of the load in my hole. I hit the poppers again and started to push back on his tongue. I was not used to feeling pleasure like this. He grabbed my hips tightly and started to dive in deeper to my fuckhole. Then he reached under and grabbed my cock. "No. I don't want that." He let go of my cock and continued to work on my hole. The pain was gone. I only felt pleasure now. After a few more minutes, he stopped and got up. I turned around and saw him leave. The audience was gone. I was horny. I needed more. I closed the door. I grabbed my phone and checked the apps to see if anyone close was on there. On Sniffies, I saw several people posting that they were hosting in rooms. I decided to add mine to the list: "bareback bottom with several loads in me. Need more. Catch me in the booths, bench, or in my room." I added my room number. I watched the bareback porn for a few more minutes and hit the poppers. I took my lube along with the poppers, my towel, and my key and headed out in search for more action. I walked down the halls. I went to the room where I sucked the one guy but the door was closed. I kept walking. I went down to the booths. Empty. I continued walking. I saw a few other guys walking around, but they didn't seem interested. I went back to my room and got into position on the bed with the door open. I waited. Several minutes passed. I was about to give up and then I heard someone speak. "Saw your posting in Sniffies. You still taking loads?" "Yes." "Good. I need to dump my first load of the night." I heard the door close and then felt him behind me. He rubbed my ass. Looks like you've been bad by the marks on your ass. "Not really but the top was rough." "Ah. Did you like it?" "It's not about like. My purpose is to serve and please." "OK. Don't worry. I am not rough like that." I heard him grab the lube and start stroking his cock. He moved behind me until I felt him behind me. "Spread 'em." I reached back and spread my asscheeks. He started slapping his cock on my crack. It felt like it was longer than average and a decent thickness. He pressed it against my hole. With my hands on my cheeks, I couldn't do my poppers. I tried to relax as I felt him push in. I was right, he was a nice thickness. He continued to push in until he was fully inside me. I let go of my cheeks and brought my arms under me. He started to slowly fuck me using long strokes. After the last fuck, this was a relief. "Such a sweet hole." "Thank you, Sir. It's yours to use and breed." "And I will. Take all loads?" "Yes Sir." "You poz?" "Not yet but that will probably change. I'm not on prep and take all loads." He started to speed up. I was enjoying this fuck. "If you aren't on prep, we should probably stop." He started to slow down. I reached behind and grabbed his leg. "Don't stop. You need to breed me." "You sure?" "Yes Sir. Breed me. Dump you load deep. No pullouts. No regrets." "You got it. No going back now." He started to pick up speed again. I let go of him and took hits of poppers in both nostrils. He grabbed my hips tight and pushed hard into me. "Ahhhh. Enjoy this big load." Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I moaned loudly. "Thank you, Sir." He held his cock deep inside me and then started to slowly move in and out until his cock softened. "You're welcome, slut." He pulled out and moved back. "Have fun." He opened the door and walked out.

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."

This Straight athlete from the nearby Christian College went out with his friends hoping to get laid, but got frustrated instead by the uptight Christian girls looking for the MRS degrees. He wanted to come over. We had been talking awhile. He had been curious since he was younger and he jacked off with an older dude in the gym shower. So, I convinced him to ditch his buddies and come over to my place and finally take the next step. So I left the door open for him to just walk in, get naked and get in bed ass up. I started with burying my tongue into that firm ass. I rimmed that perfect ass till spit was dripping across his balls and down his dick. Mixing with the leaking pre cum. I stroked his slippery dick he cluing on it at times or I’d lick his balls. Back to that sweet virgin hole. He was pushing back to get my tongue deeper. Using his pre cum I got a finger all wet and slid it in his wet hole. He moaned and thrusted back. He was comfortable with one finger. So I added another finger as I lubed up a third and his cock was rock hard and taking it all. You want more. “Hmmmm” he replied. After playing with his hole and dick for nearly an hour I was rock hard. I put the head of my poz cock against his hole. Pulling his ass back I slowly watch him take my death cock. I was balls deep in his virgin ass. The first cock in that straight hole was my death stinger. He loved it. He was smashing back enjoying the feeling of his tight getting used. I was close to cumming, fucking that hole. Just as my cock swelled. Ready to poz that hole. He pulled forward and shot his big load all my bed. As I filled his hole with my poz cum. Pink cum dripped down his crack, slowly over his balls, making his shaft glisten with both our juices. I moved down and started sucking his still extra hard dick. Before long his balls tighten and he covered my tongue with a second huge load of the night. He rolled over and fell asleep in my bed, my poz load simmering in his hole. He woke up the next morning just in time to get a second load from me before getting dressed and off to class. While my two poz loads percolated in his freshly cherry popped ass. hope you liked this one as much as I did. I can't decide if this is a one off or do a short series...what do you all think? Joey

Hello, so I have a confession to make I am not a really a nice person. I always had issues with the law and Ive been in and out of prison for many years and last time i was inside my cellmate was everything i wish ive never met but he was so hot it was hard not to bend over his will. I was set to prison for 5 years to arm and robbery a corner store and because i had a weapon i was sent to prison high level security. When I arrive i could see right away that i needed to make friends to make sure i was gonna stay safe during my time over there. Because of medical reason i told my security guard that i wish to be put on the Protective custody. I told him that i will not cause any trouble and I am not violent. The guard was like ok I will put you there but you will need to buckmates with the oldest immates on this side. He told me to be carefull to not get on his bad side and try to stay as friendly as possible to keep him happy. So when i got my towels, my clothings for the inside and some shoes I was walking toward my cell. The guard push me inside and lock the door behind me. It was dark so i couldnt see everything in my cell and what i could manage to see was two buck bed one top of each other, a small desk, the toilet and a small window at the end of the wall. As i was approching the bed i saw the immate stand up and blocking me to getting on my bed on top. He was tall about 6.5 and 250lb of big muscles. He was shirtless with his suit wrap around his hips. I could see right away he had tattto all over his arms and chest and what struck me was his biohazard symbol on his pelvis. It was something that always turn me on a guy as he saying to the world that he is toxic and warning that his load contains bugs infectious to anyone who dare to take it. He gave me the feeling that he was someone that fucks a lot bareback and never get tested making his cock toxic and fills with bugs high viral load. He introduced himself : -Hey sup you are my new cellmate, Im Dave. Who are you? - Im Matthew, just got in and yes ill be your new cellmate. Im chill and not looking for any trouble - What are you in for? -Ive done some arm robbery with weapon but I am not violent -Cool check tell you right away Im a sex offender and Ive done bad stuff in the pass you will probably hear in the yard that im a bad egg. Me too im not looking for trouble but tell you right away if you piss me off ill take care of your pretty little face real quick. Seeing all his big muscle and his hairy chest with salt and pepper hair I could see right away I was better not to get on his bad side. I told him im coold with you being a sex offender. So he moved and let me jump on my bed. It was around 9pm and the light turned off it was time for bed. The thing is being a sex offender you must have done some bad stuff but with his physique I could imagine some hot sex scene etc. I was really curious about what he has done to get himself inside for so long period of time. -So you are sex offender what exactly have you done to get that status? -I had some fun with lots of small btm and I wasn’t the most gentle one on top of that. I will not get into more details just say that I like my btm to obey me and do what I ask. Beside my huge cock require some special condition to get hard It was hot to see him fucking a btm tight hole etc and I could imagine myself bending over for him. -What are kind of condition are we talking about here? -Well first I always play bareback no matter what my status and I don’t care if the bottom doesn’t want to play raw just with condom I always play bare. Two when I am in I don’t stop until I cum deep inside his gut. Don’t care if he complains or cry I put everything up to balls deep and do a nice hard pumping motion. The thing is I miss my son as I was making him a man by showing the ropes how to be a good btm and a great top. Since hes a kid we had a unspoken bond where we share everything and had nice experience together as he got older we played more often than ever. I was really proud of him when he took all my 9 inch deep in his gut. I made part of my brotherhood and now that im inside hes duty is to be the chef of the brotherhood clan. I wasn’t understanding much about the brotherhood clan exactly what was intel of it all but the fact that he fucked his son was really hot!. -You fucked your son -Yes I did and more than once. At his 18th birthday I told him that hes a man now and must become the real son I always wanted him to be. As we never done anything specific before he was really nervous and knew that I had a group of friends and I meet up every once in a while to throw a rager. I told him I wanted him to be part of my group of friends I want him to become a member. I told him I was poz and some. As I fucked a lot of btms in my days and went to the clinic the results came back and never got the chance to get treated to what I needed and my viral load was really high as well. My son is part of the swim team of his college so he pretty fit and slim and has no hair at all. He looks like you kinda. But anyway as I told him I wanted him to be part of my group of friends I needed him to concede to be my personal bottom and follow all my direction. Dave continue to explain that because hes a rough top and that he only fuck raw he needed to explain to his son that he will be fuck without mercy and take him all the way to the balls. He knew he had a big cock but was evil enough to push the limits to make him take it all. He told me that they got into his bedroom and they got undress. Him being all muscular and hairy chest with all his tattoo and proud to show his biohazard on his frontpelvis where his son was looking directly as they got undress. He told his son that when hes done with him him too he will have this biohazard tattoo on him as hes gonna let him get tattoo for his birthday gift. …to be continued

I can’t believe I put someone else’s cock pic as mine….. this post shows my cock….. 😎😎😎

I am very lucky that my husband's cock remains very long after we fuck and he often stays in me a long time (often to sleep for a bit), but also is able to piss deep inside me as we lay together. No chance of it leaking out as he puts it so far inside me. I love it. We also like to piss on each other in the shower and share piss.

Chapter 11 Jamal slowly kept fucking me on his cock. “Don’t worry Sweety, you´ll be just fine. Actually, you´ll be even better, really fucking good!” “I am already!” I answered, enjoying what was happening so much. “Yeah, but there is room for more pleasure, more experiences, right? Making all your worries go away? Just focus on the pleasure our cocks are giving you when they slide into your holes? Just enjoying and letting go?” he said in a low voice that was dripping seduction. He made my cock strain in my cage, which jerked up and down. “Fuck… sounds awesome…” I mumbled. Jamal laughed and squeezed my cage. “We see that baby! And we have so much more to give you! So now we´re gonna do something, that might sound scary at first, but I swear it will make you the happiest slut ever! Taron is gonna take down your right arm with the band and you just lay there and let him do the work, okay? You trust us, right?” He asked that while grinding his cock deep inside my hole, which made me jerk in pleasure, while Taron did, as Jamal had said. “Uhm, sure. What are you gonna do...?” I really had no clue. That’s when Taron causally took a syringe from the pile he had arranged behind me and gave it to Jamal, then took another one in his hands. It took me a moment to realize. “Wait, what? No… I don’t think this is a good idea guys! I mean, I did stuff already but injecting…” Jamal made me shut up by pulling his cock out and ramming it back in quickly. He looked into my eyes sternly and nodded. That´s when Taron put his head on above mine, his lips sealing my mouth and his tongue sensually slipped into mine. I was still anxious, but the kiss felt incredible and so good! This man just knew how to kiss and I started to relax into him, while he caressed my head with his free hand. Jamal spoke up: “Jakey, we know what´s good for you. You are a cumslut and deep down you know that, you always knew. We are here to help you explore, to discover yourself and expand your sexual horizon. And the next step in this journey is a little prick in your arm. Don´t worry, it’s the same stuff you´ve been smoking, so nothing to be afraid off. It´s just gonna make you feel even better, sluttier and will help you be such a good slut tonight! We´ll free you of all your worries and boundaries...” he trailed off there, letting the words sink in. And then added: “And frankly: You don´t have a saying in this. We will slam you up now. You gave us control – what kind of doms would we be, if we didn’t use that, hm? But be sure: You will thank us in just a minute or two!” Taron pulled back and I immediately missed his soothing lips and touch. When I opened my eyes and looked up at him, he nodded and said: “We will use you so good tonight. But you need to let go even more. And this is the way. You can´t know that, but we do! Be sure, we´re talking from experience here baby. We see the potential in you and we WILL set it free.” He smirked, gave me another peck on the lips and then wiped my arm with an alcohol pad. “Hold still now, don´t move a finger and it will be over in just a few moments. Jamal will stay inside of you to feel your pussy muscles quiver while we slam you. And he´ll do his slam with you, so he knows what you´re feeling.” I didn´t have time to respond before he already had the needle on my skin and then slowly inserted it. I looked quickly over at Jamal, who did the same, looking concentrated, but grinning widely. I realized in that moment, that they had probably planned it exactly like that. And I wasn´t sure what to make of it, if I should feel offended, scared, hyped or exhilarated. But there wasn´t much time to think anyway, because Taron already snapped pushed the plunger when I looked back at him and the stuff went into my body. He quickly removed the rubber band before pressing a tissue on the injection site and holding up my arm. I saw Jamal from the corner of my eye do the same and – - It hit me like a truck. At first I thought I couldn´t breathe, but I noticed then I was just heavily breathing. I didn´t know if I felt everything in my body or nothing at all, but I heard Jamals voice saying “Ohh fuck yeah, fuck fuck fuck! I love fucking a newly born slamslut!” I knew he was talking about me, but it took me a moment to be back in reality. My hole body was hot, sweaty and felt elevated. My ass and cock spasmed and Jamal was enjoying both very much. He grinned at me and laughed hard for second. “Welcome in our world, Jakey! Now you´re a proper slam slut! Let go and enjoy…” And with that, he started violently assaulting my hole.

Part 3 A month and a half has gone by since I last saw Paul. That night, he’d line up 5 studs to breed me. He’d been fucking me for the last year or so and would bring a freind along more recently. The last time, we started off the evening with him telling me he had a couple of surprises for me but wouldn’t reveal to me what the surprise would be. Turns out two of the guys were poz; one telling me mid-fuck the other after. It freaked me out for sure, but I ended up feeling completely horned up and figure fate would take it’s course while I'm taking those loads. I’m sweating out the next month, anxiously awaiting the fuck flu. Well, I’m assuming it didn’t take as I don’t get as much as a sniffle and I’m not sure if I’m relieved or disappointed. I’ve been texting back and forth with Paul sharing my anxiety/excitement with him. He finally calls me and shares with me that he tested poz a couple months ago, and I’ve been taking his charged loads for a while now. I’m not really sure how to process this but he tells me I probably need to test. I tell him I’m not pissed and tell him to give me a bit and I’ll think it through and get back to him. I hang up and decide to run across the street to the pharmacy and grab a couple home HIV tests. I run the first test and it shows negative; same with the second. I'm not sure how to feel. I decide to hit the gym to clear my head and then come home and crash. Waking the next morning I’m reflecting on the last few months with Paul. He is 35, 6’ with lean muscular build. A blond Adonis with a 7.5” dick meant for fucking. We’ve gotten together probably a dozen and a half times now and he has taken charge of turning me into a cum slut. We’ve bonded as I learn to be a hole for multiple loads as he has the stamina to cum at least 2-3 times in a session. First it’s just him, but over a period of months, he has been adding friends of his to the mix but always just one other until the last time. Around two months ago he brings his fiend Max who wanted to breed me and I'm thinking this was likely the first time he gave me a poz load. Max was just my type and it turned into a holds no bar fuck fest and they end up double penetrating me. Was one of the hottest evenings I’ve had and I’ve become a cum junky getting loads in my ass. I’m think about my journey and know that condoms irratate my ass so bad I can’t handle the fuck and have really loved how raw cocks feel when the breed me and unload in my ass. I’m addicted to getting bred and that toxic smell the next day when the marinated juice comes out. It turns me on even more when nothing passes and I know I’ve absorbed my breeders DNA fully. I come to the full relation that I’m just a cum junky and the unbridled fuck of poz guys turns me on the most. I pick up the phone and call Paul and tell him I’m ready to become a no loads refused guy and when I become poz I’ll be able to thank him for it. We plan for another evening and he says he knows a couple guys that he’d love for me to hook up with. Hanging up, I start jacking off from excitement knowing Friday evening is going to be an awesome fuckfest Friday finally is here. PAUL has been sending me pictures of guys he’d like us to play with. He sends me a text describing how he is really getting off on figuring how to line up multiple poz dicks to feed my ass. He’s been talking to his buds about the tight ass I have and how much I love taking loads. Paul has two guys that can meet my need and will find hot. We arrange to meet at a cool hotel in town. He tells me he needs to find my ass up on the bed, with the door open, and head buried in the pillows. I unlock the door and await Paul’s arrival.

Hi! This is my first story that I've ever written. I'm not a writer at all and I don't claim to be good at it but I wanted to contribute something to this site. There are probably a ton of typos and grammar mistakes. Feedback and comments appreciated. Definitely a WIP. Part 1: My name is Ian. Just a regular young gay. 5'8. 175 pounds. Very middle of the pack in terms of looks. I'm barely 20 and currently on summer break from college. I'm staying with my parents while I wait for the next Fall semester to begin. I couldn't find a summer job so I'm absolutely broke. No money, no dates, no fun. Before this summer, I've only had sex once in my life, it was while I was away at college last semester. I ended up playing with an older, bearish guy, maybe in his 40s. I guess I have a thing for older men. He was kind of shady but lived close to the campus I studied at. I got really horny one day and he ended up messaging me. We met up at his place and traded blowjobs. He wanted to "put the tip in me" My anxiety flared but I declined and said I had to go. He tried to get me to stay and fool around more but I managed to muster up enough courage to tell him no and leave. That was the extent of my sexual experience. I still think about that moment, what if I let that guy fuck me? Would it have felt amazing? What if he gave me an STI or something? I was too anxious to try anything with anybody else the rest of the semester but sometimes I would think about that encounter when I jerked off. One day, I was bored at my parent's place so I decided to hop on one of the gay apps. I wasn't looking for a hookup, I was just being nosey and I wanted to see who the local gays were around my parent's town. *DING DING* I got a message on the app shortly after logging on. PapaTop was his name. He didn't have his age in his profile or any kind of bio but I'd guess early to mid 60s from his pics. He was a big man, 6'3, 350 pounds. Balding with big sloppy belly that hung out of his tank top in all of his pictures, and wrinkled skin. Big impressive gray beard but if I'm being honest he was not a very handsome man at all. He fit the description of a dirty old man. His first message was a compliment towards me which made me feel obligated to message him back. "You're a handsome boy. How are you?" "Fine." I responded. "How about you?" He immediately responded "Horny. Looking for a hole to unload in. You're my type. Small and easy to throw around, lol" I was kind of shocked about how forward he was but I kinda blushed because someone was giving me a bit of attention. I replied back with "No thanks, I'm fine." I thought that would be the end of the conversation but he immediately sent me a message back that included several pics of his thick dick, a couple of them looked like he had his bare dick halfway inside a few different assholes. He cock had to be at least 7 or 8 inches long, I was a bit surprised. "You sure boy? I want to slide into you deep. I’m all top, I only fuck raw, and I got a lot of dick to give." I didn't respond. I started to feel hot and my cock twitched just a bit but there was no way I was going to hook up with someone who was old enough to be my grandpa. He had a nice cock but you couldn't pay me enough to hook up with him. Later that night, I got into bed and I felt a bit horny from earlier. I was bored of the usual material I used to jerk off with so I picked up my phone and started scrolling through that app again. For some reason I clicked on my messages with PapaTop and reread them. The pictures he sent along with his dirty talk made my dic twitch again.. I thought to myself that maybe I can do a little sexting with him to get a quick nut off. Shouldn't hurt right? I messaged him back. "How deep, Papa?" My cock sprung up thinking about his thick meat sliding into me. A few minutes passed and he messaged me back. "Balls deep, Boy.. I wanna take you to paradise. Boys get addicted my dick after I've bred them." We messaged back and forth for a bit, sharing pics and dirty talk. I was mostly leading him on for mental images to store in the spank bank, I had no intentions on hooking up with this giant troll. I just wanted to use him for a quick nut. I started stroking my dick as we chatted. He started getting very vulgar with his dirty talk. Telling me how I could be his live-in fuck boy. How we could play together all the time, and he'd fuck me good. Make sure I'm charged every night. At the time I didn't understand what being charged meant so I just played along and said "Yeah. That's hot, tell me more Daddy." I started stroking my cock faster. "I want you to come to my house. As soon as you come in, you're going to strip completely naked and put my ass on my face, boy. You're going to get tongue fucked until you're wet amd loose and then daddy is going to fuck you good. Daddy's going to plant his poz seed in your ass and make you my dirty son." Wait, poz seed? I was a bit inexperienced but I knew being poz meant he had HIV. And he wanted to infect me? Make me his dirty son? My thoughts were all over the place but I felt my body starting to tense up as I thought about his "poz seed" filling me up. He messaged me again. "You want that, boy? You want me to own your ass and give you my toxic load? Come over now boy. It's waiting for you." He sent a The mental image of his thick dick, thrashing and twitching inside of my hole came into view. His dick spewing out poison into my guts while he called me his bitch boy. I popped my nut and several ropes of cum blasted across my belly. Suddenly post nut clarity hit me and I felt disgusted. Did I really just cum from the thought of this old man with HIV fucking me? I put my phone down and went to sleep. The next day I woke up to a message from PapaTop "I'm free today. Come service my dick boy, I have a big load for your ass." I cringed and responded that I was busy. He said that he was free all week and he had a special gift for my ass. The idea made my cock twitch but I fought back the urge to entertain him. "Sorry man, I'm tied up all week." He was persistent. He messaged me for the next few days, practically begging me to come over and sit on his cock. I didn't want to block him because our conversations were actually normal and pleasant when he wasn't trying to seduce me. I tried to change the subject as I usually did, I wanted to make him lose interest in fucking me. We had a very mundane chat about his job as an office manager before he retired. He mentioned a couple of stories about dumb boys he managed to lure into his office so he could breed them during his lunch break. He sounded a bit predatory in his stories, almost like he had to trick or coerce most of his partners into having sex with him, given his looks that was understandable. I tried to prevent the conversation from going into sex talk but that seemed to be on the forefront of his mind at all times. Eventually, the conversation started to dry up... until I mentioned that I was getting my degree in IT. "Boy, you never told me you were good with computers. I actually have an old computer that's been giving me problems, can't get the damn thing to work. Maybe you can come over and take a look at it?" I sighed. Ugh, he just wants me to come over so he can fuck me, I'm not that dumb. "Papa, I don't feel comfortable coming over. You're a nice guy but I don't want anything to happen between us. You're poz and you already told me that you only fuck raw. I'm not interested in taking that risk." "Boy, who said anything about sex? I can be civil. Promise. How about I pay you to come over just to look at my busted computer. Maybe we can have a drink and shoot the shit while you're here. It would be nice to have a little company." It sounded like an easy job and the idea of getting paid sounded good to a broke kid like me but there's no way I'm getting lured into that predator's home with promises of cash and booze. I started typing up another response to tell him no thanks but suddenly the thought of his cock stretching my ass and unloading open entered my mind again. A mix of being horny and curious made me reply back with "If it's just business, that should be fine." I felt uneasy about visiting a stranger's home but the danger kind of gave me an adrenaline rush. I thought to myself that I'm a grown man, I can just leave if things start to get weird. I felt my dick twitch hard after we finalized plans for me to visit. "Boy, I think we're going to have a blast. Can't wait to have you."

I dont post very often but ive been so damn horny as of late and keep having the same fantasy so i figures id try my hand at writing a story This is just a story but damn do I wish I could make it true. So me and my husband are pretty open sexually. We often bring people into the bedroom (both tops and bottoms). About a year ago I've been in a very strong bottom mood and have been wanting to do more and more, and with our Thanksgiving trip coming up we decided to have some out of town fun and push my limits as a bottom. Fast forward to our trip, my husband asks me if I'm still wanting to push my limits, I agree. So we decide to look for tops to gangbang me in our hotel room. We make a post on sniffies for a pump and dump he adds pictures of my hole dripping his load to get attention, but he gets a little nervous about me taking so many anon loads so he makes sure to say that condoms are a must. We both look around for guys to add making sure they know they can't fuck raw. We get to our hotel room and I go to shower and prep for the night, I still keep checking to see if there's any new requests. Thats when I see a message from "rawdaddytop". He sends over some pics of a beautiful thick cock with a big PA piercing. Tells me he loves to breed sloppy holes. This makes me rock hard, I respond back saying how hot he is and that I never took a PA before. I also tell him the hubby doesn't want anyone breeding me but him. It took him a few minutes to respond and I thought I may have scared him off, but he responds with "I normally only fuck raw but I'll bring a condom special for that ass" this makes me so horny and I send him a request to join. He says "I'll join but since I have to use a condom I want your hole sloppy, I'll only fuck you after your hubby breeds you but I wanna watch, and fuck you right after. I also want your hands cuffed and for you to wear a ball gag" I don't see the harm in this so I agree and finishing prepping. Later that night I set up a bowl of condoms on the nightstand with a bottle of lube. We set up the event so that guys will come one at a time. I posted the room number and got in position. The hubby starting me off getting me lubed and open by fucking me while we wait, telling me how much of a whore I am for doing this. Then we had out first knock on the door, the hubby let him in I just lay there waiting I hear him unbuckle and feel him add lube to my hole, and quickly enter me before the hubby even finished propping the door open. He starts fucking me fast and hard, calling me a whore telling me to take his dick. He keeps Jack hammering me until he shoves himself balls deep. "Fuck you feel amazing, trying not to blow into you too soon". The hubby must of heard that because he got up to watch the fuck and saw he never put on a rubber. My hubby quickly told him he needs to put on a rubber. He pulls out and a swear I can feel something running down my balls, i hear him tear open the rubber and put it on and tell my husband "sorry I saw that pic of his sloppy hole and thought he wanted it raw". He enters me again and started to really pound my hole. He goes on for another 5 min or so before another guy walks in, he gives me a few deep thrusts and I hear him grunting before he pull out, slaps my ass pulls off the condom and throws it next to me, and leaves. The second guy already wrapped and lubing himself. I take what must have been 8-10 guys before the room was finally empty again, I lay there exhausted but also still wanting to get fucked. The hubby slides into me easy telling my how slick and open my ass is, how much lube was in my ass. We both must have been really enjoying the fuck because neither of us heard my last fucker walk in. The hubby starts long dicking my hole getting really into it. "Yeah fucking breed his hole, get him nice and ready for me" the hubby clearly startled just responded by fucking me harder "fuckkkk here it comes, take my load baby" he shoves into me deep breeding me hard, I feel rope after rope shooting into me. "Fuck I needed that" he said as he rolls off of me laying exhausted next to me. "Fucking hot, now it's my turn, hands behind your back boy." I realized then it was "rawdaddytop" I put my hands behind my back he reaches over to cuff me and I can feel his PA touching my hole. "Alright next is the ball gag" he reaches over to gag me and I feel his head pop in my hole and let out a little moan. The hubby who now regained his breath was getting hard again at the sight of me restrained and gagged. "You wanna watch me fuck your bitch or would you wanna fuck one of mine?" Me and the hubby both confused, but with me not being able to question anything with the ball gag in my mouth. "Your bitch? What do you mean" "I had my bottom bitch drive me here, gave him a fat load since I can't fuck this one raw" "Fuckkkk you don't care if I breed him?" "No he's nothing but a fuck hole, breed him deep so he's nice and lubed for me and the boys later" "Fuck that's hot well I don't see the harm in it, besides you'll be using my boy so it's only fair. But you still have to use a condom." "Thats fine by me besides I'm already wrapped and lubed see?" After a pause I hear my hubby say to send him up, that they could get fucked together on the bed. "Rawdaddytop" was on his phone texting and said "He's on his way up now, but doesn't like seeing another bottom getting fucked, you down to fuck him in the bathroom?" The hubby was quite for a second "Don't worry I'll take good care of your boy here, you can come back and join us when you finish up" "Okay fine but condoms are a must" "You won't get any complaints from me" I hear the door open and shut and hear "rawdaddytop" tell say "Be a good boy and take care of him, make sure to take your time and make him feel good and you'll get a nice reward" With that they dissapeared into the bathroom. I was in complete shock, is he really going to leave me alone with this guy? We always play together and I'm laying here ass up hands bound, ball gagged with this big thick daddy behind me with a raging hard on and PA piercing. "Mmm good now I have this ass all to myself, have you been a good boy? How many loads have you taken?" I couldn't answer due to the gag but shook my head no. "Aww come on don't lie to daddy, I know you took at least one load." I was very confused thinking back on each guy that fucked me, then it clicked the very first guy. Did he breed me in that short amount of time he was raw? Before I could even finish the thought I felt daddy start pushing into my hole. "Mmmm and here's load #2 boi, open up for daddy" I start fighting the restraints confused, I thought he was using a rubber what does he mean "Your dumb ass husband was too busy thinking about the twink I brought him he didn't even notice the condom I put on was from the used pile you had here, I just flipped it inside out, lubing your ass up with some more anon cum" I started really fighting against him and managed to break free, but he just got mad held me down and said that I need to learn to be a good hole. He grabbed another rubber and I felt him shuving it up my hole "Your gonna learn to be a good little cum hole tonight, we're gonna start by teaching you not to waste cum, we're gonna fuck each one of these condoms into you" We? What does he mean? My husband won't agree to that. I heard the door open and close again "Alright we gotta be fast his husband's in the bathroom fucking that twink we found" Part 2 coming . . .

So a few years ago, I meet a freshman on grinder that lived just a few blocks from me. After a few back and fourths and a face pic each, we decided to meet up. We were both just looking to suck some cock, didn't talk about fucking or cock size. When he showed up, I was a little surprised by his height. He was 6'6 and 170 pounds, tall and skinny. I'm not into taller guys, so it was a little odd at first. He had a good 8" on me. After the invite inside, we made a drink and packed a bowl, trying to settle the mood. After a few hits and a drink, we stared to make out. As the kissing progressed, I moved into a setting precision in his lap. As we kissed, I played with his nipples and grounded my ass against his crouch. I could tell that it was something thick in those shorts, i just couldn't tell how big. After removing our shirts and some more making out, we decided to move it to the bedroom. With the height difference, it was odd making out while standing up. Which he fixed by pushing me down on my knees. He informed me that, after meeting the monster, that if I don't want to do anything that it was ok. He was use to people turning him down after seeing its size. I just had to see it and taste it after that comment. I pulled down his shorts to his boxers and could see it hanging behind the material. I sucked on his boxers and felt it grow some more. As I pulled his boxers down with my teeth, my eyes were up close to it. It's was thick and long with a small head. Well, the head was good size on a normal cock, but it was small for this size. It was not that it was fat, it was wide, almost 3 fingers wide. As I started to lick it, he informed me that if I was going to suck it. I better do it before it gets hard, that no one can get more then a few inches in after it was rock hard. I swallowed as much as I could being semi had, but couldn't get it all the way in. I sucked on that meat, it started to get harder and I thought it would get stuck in my throat. Once he was hard, I could not get more then 3-4 inches in my mouth. (He has a pic of a dollar bill around his cock, it comes up an inch or more short of touching). I sucked on that cock for a good 10/12 mins and he was ready to pop. He told me that the first load is always quick and unless I wanted to swallow, I better stop but he could get hard again quick. My answer was to try to take more cock into my throat. He got the hint and grabbed my head and bucked his hips a few times and pushed in as hard as he could to get more of that dick into my throat as he unloaded a tasty load in me. After he unloaded, he keep it in my mouth. He told me to keep sucking, that I maybe able to get it all in after he was soft. Then work him up to being hard again and get a second on out of him. As I sucked him, he told me that I was the first to suck him totally off and not just jack him. That he loved that I swallowed his load. That most guys would not let him shoot in their mouth as they jacked him off. He said that once he knew that I was going to take the load, that it hornied him up and got him off quicker. I finally pulled on his dick, as asked if he had ever fucked anyone. He said that, there was a few guys that tried it, but it was only the first inch or so. That they always chicken out after that. He has never gotten off fucking someone. Challenge accepted. We got up on the bed and I had him lay on his back. With his death stick pointed straight up. Damn it was big, thinking the biggest I have seen or taken. We hit the bowl a few times and I sucked on his cock some more. I was getting it wet and slick with spit. Thank god I was stoned, I don't think I could do this without being fucked up. I set on him and spit a few times in my hand. I started to jack him and then started kissing him. He broke away and asked what I was doing, I informed him I wanted to try to set on it. He asked for a condom and I told him that if I could get a few inches in without one, I would put one on so he could fuck me. He said ok, I added some more spit and set on the head, it's smaller then the shaft. So it started in easier then I thought it would. I got about two inches in and it hurt in a good way. I came up and off and add more spit. I set back down on it and got the first two in plus a third inch. We stopped and hit the bowl again, I set back and get two more inches of death stick. This point I got 5 inches out of 9, from a skinny 6'6" freshman inside me. I'm thinking that I need to get some lube at some point, that the spit will dry up. But as I'm going up and down on the few inches I got in me. It's sliding easy, he is precumming big time and making me horny as hell, knowing I this kid up in me leaking like this. I'm riding him and just working on those few inches, it got me wanting more. I start to lower myself, I take two more inches, I'm stretched out big time. I don't know if I can do the other 2 inches, this is pushing me to my limits. I finally look at him, he is watching me with a big smile on his face. I ask him how he is feeling and he tells me that it's the best. First time he has gone bareback and this deep inside someone. But thinks that I should put the condom on, because he is getting close to cumming. I tell him that we should finish this way, that the condom would just kill it. He finally say ok, but I need to pull off before he shoots. I tell him ok, but I want the rest of it in me. I finish the bowl and set down on him as far as my ass would go. I'm just short but it's killing me. He smiles and bucks his hips up and he grabbed my legs. Damn, it hurt like hell but I got it all in. I'm rocking on him, trying to get use to it, before I ride him. I think I got the hang of it and start to rise up and slowly go back down. I'm riding him for about 5/7 mins, going easy and enjoying the ride as he tells me he is getting close. I ask how close as I slide down to his balls and rock a little. He said one or two more and that's it. So, I ride him. I bounce 3-4 times and he is trying to get me off him. He is saying that he is going to cum and to get off. I'm not getting off this ride, so as I come up and he is about to drop the load. I drop down and plate him balls deep in me. He bucks up and I feel him pulse inside me. He bucks a few more times and say I should have gotten off him. I tell him I should have but I wanted the nut. I set there and tell him I don't want to get off of him, that I will leak. Knowing that I'm hole is blown out, I'm going to leak. He said about about rounding over to my back then he will pull out. We round and he is looking down at me now, he lifts my legs and says it's hot to see his cock in me. He pulls out a little and says it's hot to watch my ass lips try to pull him back in. He pushes in a little and pulls out some, and repeats it a few times. It feels good and I still have not gotten off. I go to jack off as he is slow fucking me with a semi hard on. He asked if it's true that someone can cum just by being fucked. I tell him that I have once and he asked if he can try to make it happen again. I'm like now and I know the answer, he is getting hard inside me.

Chapter 1: The Making of a Sailor It was dark down here inside the ship’s hull. No light could penetrate into the cargo hold in the night time. Dark, but not silent – the endless creaking of the ship’s wooden fabric and the masts, the rushing roar of the ocean’s waters on the outside of the hull, the sloshing of water in the bilges – the cargo hold was always a noisy place. By rights, Andrew should have been asleep in his cot. But he had an appointment down here which he was anxious to keep. Earlier in the day, he had cornered one of the apprentices, a handsome youth named Peter, and told him, “Meet me in the aft cargo hold at midnight.” Since he was the second mate, and Peter a rank beginner as one of two apprentices in the crew, Andrew had no fear that his orders would be disobeyed. The ship’s bell rang, pairs of strokes with a pause after each pair. Four pairs. Eight bells. “Where in hell is Peter?” Andrew wasn’t aware that he had actually muttered the words aloud. “Here, sir,” another voice responded out of the darkness. Andrew peered in that direction and caught a glimpse of a pale form coming towards him. As Peter drew nearer, Andrew was pleased to see that he had already taken off his shirt. “Good. You know why we’re here.” Peter nodded, and without further ado slipped out of his trousers and underclothes, exposing his lower body – the buttocks swelling in a tempting curve, the cock already lifted clear of his balls. Andrew did the same, gesturing wordlessly to his erect manhood. Peter dropped to his knees with all the grace of his eighteen years and went right to work on Andrew’s tool. With almost no delay, he managed to get the whole thing deep into his throat. Andrew smiled between his moans of pleasure. An experienced young man, not a rank beginner who had to be shown what to do at every step of the process. Andrew was prepared to train newcomers, whether to sail the ship or to suck and get fucked, but he much preferred to work with more experienced young men. Peter was experienced – no doubt about that. His talented mouth and throat worked wonders on Andrew, and before long he simply had to pull his cock out. He didn’t want this to end until he had sampled the young apprentice’s enticing ass. He pulled Peter to his feet and spun him around. Peter knew exactly what was intended. This man wanted to get right into his hole with no waste of time and get his rocks off as fast as possible. Well, that was fun enough in a way – but he was hoping he could entice the hunky second mate into staying a bit longer. Perhaps he could even flip the action if he played his cards right. He’d certainly noticed Andrew’s hand straying to play with his own ass as Peter sucked him. Peter planted his hands against the frames of the hull, leaning forward and thrusting his sweet round ass cheeks out and up. Andrew’s hand landed there again, several times, with considerable force, before it slid into the crack and his fingers began playing with Peter’s hole. Andrew’s cock jutted up even harder and higher as he felt that squirming hole clenching at his fingers. It was time. He added some more spit to his hand, wiped it over the head and down the shaft, and then pushed the blunt tip of his cock up against Peter’s hole. Peter pushed back, opened up, and in no time Andrew had entered him stretching him open, and thrusting further and further inside. It took only moments until the second mate’s tool was completely embedded inside the apprentice’s welcoming ass. At once, Peter’s ass began squeezing and chewing on Andrew’s rampant cock, so much so that Andrew wasted no time before beginning to hump the apprentice. His pumping action picked up speed rapidly, and the air was filled with resonant smacks as his hips bounced repeatedly off Peter’s lush round ass cushions. Peter reached down with one hand to grasp his own cock, but Andrew smacked the hand away. “No! Don’t touch it. Save yourself!” Peter grinned at what he took to be the meaning hidden within those words. He flexed his muscles, working his tight hole around the second mate’s dick, squeezing it harder and harder. He wanted this man’s cum load inside his body. Suddenly, Andrew pulled away, and snarled at Peter, “Get on your back on the deck.” Peter obediently laid down quickly on the boards, rolling onto his back and lifting his legs into the air as Andrew dropped down beside him. Andrew got himself into position, planted his red, throbbing tool against the hole, and pushed his way inside again. Peter let out another loud moan, a moan not of pain but of satisfaction. Anyone could tell that this slim, young apprentice loved having a rock-hard man’s cock inside his body. Andrew resumed fucking, pushing down into Peter’s ass over and over. Peter stretched his arms out, wrapping them around Andrew and pulling him even closer. This was the kind of fucking Peter really liked – close in, face to face, arms holding his partner as close as possible. Andrew kept heaving his hips up and down, driving towards the moment when he could seed this boy’s cute young ass. Then Peter stretched his arms downwards, grasping Andrew’s ass firmly. The second mate had just time to think, Oh my stars, this boy’s got really long arms – and then Peter sank his long forefinger deep inside Andrew’s hole. He knew he was taking a risk. Doing something like this to a superior could get him thrown off the ship, figuratively – or even literally, and with all the sharks in the ocean around them, that would certainly prove fatal. But he had guessed and taken a chance. And his guess proved right. “Oh, my god, that feels so… keep doing it, boy!” Peter kept fingering Andrew, working around until he suddenly hit the magic spot. He’d found his own, quite by accident, when he was fooling around with his own ass one day. Then an older sailor had taught him that every man has one, and how to find it. And now, his long arm and slim finger had found Andrew’s spot for him. Peter rubbed the little lump two, three, four times, and then Andrew suddenly slammed in hard, seized right up, and held himself against Peter’s body as his cock erupted, spraying an enormous load of cream inside the boy’s taut, round ass. Peter cried aloud in delight as he felt the second mate’s warm sperm gushing into him. But he didn’t pull out his finger. He was still hoping. In a couple of minutes, Andrew’s breathing slowly diminished to normal as he regained stability after that enormous climax – and it was right about that time that he realized that Peter still had a finger buried in his butt, the sensation of that finger rubbing at his magic spot was still incredible, and (most of all) that he wanted to feel a dick inside his own body. “Did you spend yet, boy?” “Not yet, sir.” “Good. Get that rod of yours inside me and drive it in there until you’ve dropped all your seed into my hole.” “Yes, sir.” Peter squirmed out from under Andrew and pushed the second mate down to the deck. Andrew laid down on his face, spreading his legs apart and waiting for the invasion. He did not have long to wait. Peter was thrilled at the thought of plowing and seeding Andrew, and he couldn’t wait to start. In no time, he had Andrew’s ass lubricated with his spit, the hole quivering from the repeated invasions of his tongue, and had his cock in place, pushing against Andrew’s tight little hole. “Relax, dammit!” Normally, Peter would never have dreamed of using such language to the second mate. But he had the man under him, he was going to fuck the second mate’s furry butt, and he was expected to dominate, to subdue, to control, and to mark his man. Having invited him to switch roles, Andrew couldn’t very well complain at being ordered around. Not that he wanted to complain. Andrew had started out acting the role of the man in charge because that was what his position in the ship demanded, but the truth was that he actually enjoyed being dominated and controlled. And now he was going to get exactly what he wanted. And Peter gave it to him. The apprentice with the smooth body and the angelic face gave a mighty shove and buried his eight inches to the hilt inside Andrew’s butthole. Andrew yelled aloud, and Peter silenced him with a flat-handed slap. “You wanted it, you’re getting it, so shut your gob!” Andrew moaned loudly as Peter began pumping into him, but another vicious slap put a stop to that. Peter had learned much from all his previous experiences with being fucked by men, and he used it all, stirring his dick around inside Andrew’s guts, dragging it out, and then slamming back in on the exact angle that would hit the magic spot inside Andrew on each plunge. It was working. Andrew was getting more and more wound up as Peter drove into him, quickly approaching the point of no return again. Peter knew it too. It was plain that this strong, aggressive treatment was turning Andrew’s crank in a big way, and Peter knew that it was time to push the lordly second mate all the way to the wall. He abruptly speeded up, driving in and out of Andrew’s hole at top speed like a mad thing. Andrew cried aloud again as his cock spasmed, shooting another load of his sperm onto the deck under him. The sudden contractions of his tight hole did it for Peter, and in seconds he was slamming up against the second mate’s muscled cheeks, bursting the dam and erupting multiple shots of his white-hot sperm into the older man’s fuck tunnel. This time both of them took longer to recover. It said much for the enjoyment he’d taken from the experience that second mate Andrew actually turned over, embracing and kissing and caressing the boyish blond apprentice at some length. And then, abruptly, their cuddling reverie was broken by a loud moan not far off, a moan which was quickly followed by the sound of several wet splats against the deck. Peter sat up suddenly. “What was that?” Andrew muttered, “Must have been the captain’s boy. He’s always prowling around at night. Get your clothes on and get out of here.” “Yes, sir.” Both of them chuckled at the sudden pointed tone in Peter’s voice. Less than a minute later, the hold was quiet again – well, as quiet as it could ever get – apart from the solitary figure groping around in the darkness, until he found what he was looking for. His hand wiped up several globs of man cream off the deck, and he licked and sucked them clean, moaning in pleasure again at the taste. There followed some quick slapping sounds, and then another series of splats as he added a few extra shots onto the deck to join the ones the second mate and the blond apprentice had spewed there not long before. In the early morning sunlight, George Treston appeared on the quarterdeck of the ship, named Ernestine IV, looking out at the skies and estimating the weather with a seaman’s trained eye. He owed his position as an apprentice to his father. George’s father wasn’t merely the captain of the Ernestine IV. He owned this ship and three others, as well as dock facilities in Jamaica, Antigua, Barbados, and the Bahamas. The Treston company was a known and respected commercial presence throughout the British Caribbean Islands. George stood with his feet braced apart, swaying easily and naturally with the send of the vessel as it climbed and swooped over the waves on passage from Jamaica to Antigua. This in spite of the fact that he was barely fourteen years old and only on his second voyage. That is, it was his second voyage as a formal member of the crew with assigned duties. You could only call it the second time if you discounted the many earlier trips in which he had sailed as a boy, following his father everywhere above and below decks and learning the essentials of the trade – and of some other incidentals – by watching, listening, and remembering everything. As it happened, he was remembering the lively scene he had witnessed in the cargo hold the night before. The memory was making him grow hard yet again. George had been intrigued, not so much by the role of Andrew, the second mate, as by his fellow apprentice, the smooth-skinned, blue-eyed blond boy named Peter. He’d looked like a son of the gods when his clothes had come off, and George wanted to enjoy coupling with that beautiful body the same way that Andrew had done. Of course, getting a chance to be fucked by either Andrew or Peter wouldn’t be a bad thing either. George had seen it all but had yet to experience any of it – beyond the thrill of playing with himself. His attention shifted again, as a change in the wind called for the sails to be trimmed anew. George scurried to join the others at the halliards. Once the bustle of trimming settled down, he resumed his thoughts. The early growth of George’s seafaring knowledge and skills had owed much to his father’s insistent drumming of the essentials into his head at every turn as he grew up. It owed even more to the fact that trade between the multiple islands of the Caribbean, and between the islands and North America or England, had been the family business for several generations. The letter “IV” in the name of the company flagship, Ernestine IV, was proof of that, she being the fourth flagship of the Treston firm to bear that honoured name. Ernestine had in fact been the ship’s cat in his great-grandfather’s day, a more than dedicated mouser and ratter. The sailors in Ernestine’s time claimed that she was the most valuable member of the ship’s company. None of this was ever explained to outsiders. They were left to suppose that “Ernestine” had been the lady love of the company’s founder back in Bristol. Let them think that. It wasn’t something that George’s father, Edward Treston, had ever talked about, either, maintaining a resolute silence in the face of persistent questioning from George’s mother, an island woman whom his father called Esmeralda. George’s earliest voyage of all was the absolute height of foreshadowing, not to mention unorthodox. The boy set sail into the world of ships and the sea via the birth canal. His mother produced him after an extended labour aboard a small coastal vessel making a rough passage from Kingston around Jamaica to Montego Bay. She had informed her “husband” Edward that she wished to go to her mother’s people on the north shore of the island to birth her child, and to be cared for afterwards. Esmeralda was no fool. She knew perfectly well that Port Royal was full to the brim with highly competent gamblers, bootleggers, and whoremasters, but suffered from a distinct shortage of such feminine luxuries as trustworthy midwives. Edward had consented to her plan, albeit reluctantly, and in accordance with local tradition had given the captain of the coastal trading packet a substantial bribe, with the promise of as much more to come, once his wife was delivered safely and unharmed to her mother. After that farewell, he had himself set out on one of his regular trading voyages to San Juan. The treacherous waves accompanying George’s birth were triggered by the catastrophic 1692 earthquake which swept most of the boozy, riotous pirate city of Port Royal into the ocean, taking the headquarters of the family business with it. Edward’s timing for his voyage to Puerto Rico had been perfect, in the sense that he and his ship were unharmed although somewhat tossed about by the ensuing seismic waves. After returning to a wharf and warehouse which were missing in action from an acreage of land which was no longer to be seen, George’s father shrugged, wrote off his losses, and set to work to start over again. In the event, this actually meant setting up shop in a newer and bigger warehouse and wharf farther up the bay on the inland side of what remained of Port Royal Point, facing the site on the mainland which would henceforth be known as Kingston. In due course, Edward built up a fleet of four vessels. Once George had reached the age of eight, his father began taking him along on some of his trading trips around the Caribbean Sea and up the eastern coast of the Thirteen Colonies. Not so the longer voyages to and from England, which lasted for months at a stretch. Captain Edward needed to supervise his company’s affairs on the spot, and disappearing into the far reaches of the North Atlantic Ocean for months at a time was a task best left to his subordinates. Was George’s father actually married to his mother? That was something that George was never able to find out for certain. There had certainly been a ceremony in Port Royal, of a sort, presided over by a gentleman dressed in the robes of a Church of England divine. Edward George Treston and Esmeralda had sworn the oaths of a conventional marriage to each other and had honoured those hallowed oaths – at least in word, if not always in deed. But there was a catch. There was no formal certificate of marriage. Port Royal being the kind of city it was, the odds were pretty good that the presiding “clergyman” was actually a former priest of the Church of England who had been defrocked due to sinful excesses of gambling, drunkenness, whoring, you name it. The wedding, then, such as it was, likely lay well outside the bounds of the orthodox marriage vows. That, as matters developed, was certainly an omen. Like most men from Europe who found themselves in the islands, Edward Treston made no real pretence of being faithful to his wife. Esmeralda might have been the light of his eye, but there were others who drew his attention below the waist. Esmeralda knew this perfectly well, going to great efforts to try to flush any other women away and out of his life. Perhaps it was fortunate for both of them that she remained unaware that there were also men she should have driven off. Edward’s onboard adventures had begun when little Georgie, less than a year old, was still being cuddled and nursed at all hours of the day and night by his mother. Need it be explained that Edward was a seething mixture of frustration and physical discomfort by the time his ship sailed after a two-week break ashore? His mating organs nearly burst into flames on the spot when Hugh, the boatswain, introduced Sean to him, explaining that the previous apprentice had disappeared before he could be paid off. Sean had providentially been right there on the dock when he heard Hugh complaining that they needed that extra pair of hands and the young guy who had taken off would have to be replaced. Sean immediately stepped forward and offered himself, and after a few quick questions was brought aboard to sign the apprenticeship agreement. Watching as Hugh issued orders and the crew made sail and hoisted in the anchor, Edward was pleased to see that Sean listened and followed orders uncommonly well for a novice, not to mention the enticing sight of his buttocks rounding out the seat of his breeches. His upper body was soon on even better display as the tropical heat forced him to strip off his shirt. Edward could have sworn that Sean had caught his eye for a second and had then begun to twitch and clench his ass muscles in alluring enticement. When Sean came off watch duty at 8:00 that evening, Edward was waiting for him. “Sean!” “Yes, sir?” “When do you go on watch again?” “Not until 4:00 in the morning, sir.” “Good. I have a job for you to tackle. Come with me.” Edward led the way down to the stern of the ship, where he opened the door of the captain’s cabin. As soon as Sean saw the bed, his face broke into a hot grin. When Edward closed the door, Sean immediately stepped up, reached out, and palmed his crotch through his breeches. “Is this the job you had in mind, sir?” Edward’s quiet moan confirmed that Sean was on the right track. So did the roaring erection which bulged up inside his pants in no time flat. Edward quickly realized that Sean should already be rated as “Able Seaman” in at least this area of work. His new apprentice was far from inexperienced, and very soon a wet stain was growing on the front of the captain’s breeches. By this time, Edward had torn off his shirt, and he now stepped away to remove his breeches as quickly as possible, until he was standing in the cabin naked. Sean positively licked his lips in anticipation as he went down to his knees and began to lick on Edward’s rigid cock. The captain groaned aloud as the young but skilled apprentice went right to town on him. His hands buried themselves in the boy’s flaming red hair and pushed him repeatedly down onto his senior officer’s manmeat. Sean knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew he was going to get results as a steady stream of sweet juice leaked out of that swollen dick and onto his taste buds. But even with that hint, he was startled at how soon the climax came. In barely two minutes, the captain began panting, “Oh… oh… oh… ohhhh…!” and then his muscles convulsed, and a thick blast of white cream exploded into Sean’s sucking mouth. Sean sucked and swallowed as fast as he could, but he was no match for the flood which backed up in his mouth and flowed down his chin. Edward grasped at the timber framing of the ship for support as his knees began to give out under him. Edward gasped for air as Sean swallowed the last of his load and then stood up in front of him. His bright green eyes locked with the captain’s dark brown eyes as Edward gradually recovered his normal poise. “Will that be all, sir?” The question sounded perfectly respectful, but as Sean asked it, his hand went again to the captain’s cock, giving it another squeeze. As he did so, he noted with pleasure that the tool in his hand showed no signs of softening. Nor was that surprising. “Not in the least.” Edward reached out, grasped Sean’s hand, and drew him close. He kissed the boy’s lips lightly at first, then much harder, as his hands reached around to grasp the young ass and draw him closer. Sean was loving being embraced so tightly by this impressive man, but he wanted to feel it closer still. He took one of Edward’s hands and guided them to start pulling his shirt up over his head and off. Edward drank in the sight of a taut young body, lightly dusted with freckles as he might have expected with a redhead, with the pert nipples poking out at him. He then lowered his hands, and began tugging the boy’s breeches down and off, exposing the lower half of his body to view. No argument was possible. Sean’s ass was a thing of beauty, and Edward couldn’t wait to enjoy it. He turned Sean around and stepped up behind him, rubbing his wet cock up and down in Sean’s crack as he worked his hands up and down the front, from the pec muscles to the cock and balls. Then it was Edward’s turn to drop down onto his knees and bury his face inside Sean’s deep crack, spreading the round hills of the youthful ass apart so he could drive his tongue right down and into the hole. Here, again, was the proof that Sean had done this before – and many times. Almost at once, his tight hole yielded and let Edward’s tongue slip inside him. The captain kept tongue-fucking the apprentice until Sean was moaning nonstop, murmuring, “I want it… I want it…” over and over. Edward stood up again, spat in his hand, spread it around the head of his tool, and then planted the bulbous tip against the hole and began to push. At once, the boy’s ass spread open, and his head slid right inside before the muscles snapped shut behind the rim. He then pushed on, slowly but steadily, as his shaft sank all the way inside this beautiful young hole. Sean was sighing and moaning quietly in his delight as this stalwart man took him all the way, fucking his hole right to the bottom, over and over. As the speed of the fuck increased, Sean braced himself against the massive oaken rib curving up along the cabin wall, straining to hang on as his captain used his ass, fucking him into a dazzling haze of erotic sensations. That firm, straight cock was bumping up against his button every time it drove in, and Sean knew he was going to cum soon. He tried to hang on, but in just another minute the captain was fucking the cum out of him – and he hadn’t even grabbed and stroked himself. “Awww… fuuuck…!” he cried aloud as the sperm rocketed up his shaft and spilled onto the deck in front of him. Despite the sudden clenching spasms from the muscles, the captain kept right on fucking him, harder and harder. In moments, Sean began cumming again, and then yet again. Edward kept right on driving into him as the waves of orgasm kept washing over him. The repeated muscle spasms gripping his cock started pulling Edward up to the brink, and then he erupted in multiple shots inside Sean’s clenching channel. Finally the cum stopped flowing, Edward stopped moving, Sean stopped cumming repeatedly, and the two of them slowly wound down from the most incredible climax either of them had ever experienced. When Sean’s ass forced Edward’s slowly shrinking dick out of the hole, it was followed by a tidal wave of his hot sperm. The semen flowed gently down Sean’s legs, even as Edward tried to lick it all up. Then he stood up, turned the dazed apprentice around, and kissed him deeply, using his tongue to share all that hot cream with his partner. Sean clung to him, partly in ecstasy, and partly to keep from falling over. That powerhouse fuck and endless orgasm had really worn him out. When Edward realized that Sean was struggling to stay on his feet, he picked the lad up and carried him in his arms over to the bed. He laid Sean down there, pushing him back against the bulkhead, and then lay down next to him, drawing his partner into his arms. They embraced and kissed gently. “Sean, that was amazing.” “Amazing doesn’t begin to describe it.” “Would you like to do this again?” “Not tonight. I’m done.” Edward chuckled. “I meant tomorrow morning. Or tomorrow night. Or whenever.” Sean realized exactly what Edward wasn’t precisely saying. It took him just a few seconds to think of a comfortable bed versus a swaybacked hammock, sensational sex on tap, and best of all the tenderness in the captain’s voice when he’d asked his question. It was an easy decision. “Yes, I would. I’d love to. Thank you, sir.” And they fell asleep together, arms wrapped around each other. In the morning, he’d sucked a first load out of the captain’s dick to wake him up properly. Then, that night, he’d let Edward fuck him and cum inside him twice more. Scarcely deterred even then, he’d sucked Edward into yet another erection, took that raging tool back into his hole – and the two of them had fallen asleep like that, big and little spoons, with a blissful smile on Sean’s face. He loved falling asleep with a man’s hard meat deep inside him, and Captain Edward, experiencing that treat for the first time, found it just as enjoyable. The two of them had remained a regular couple, at sea at least, for several years. Between Sean when out at sea, and Esmeralda when at home, Edward was completely contented. In time, Sean’s skills on the business and navigation side of things led Edward to appoint him as first mate of one of his other ships, Euphemia. He and Sean both missed their long relationship, losing no chance to revisit it whenever both of their ships were in Kingston at the same time. Now, with George having come aboard his ship, Captain Edward restrained himself from any further activities of that kind as he bent his energy instead to raising the next generation of the Treston family. It was an active education. The captain was a stern taskmaster, and he began at once to drill his son in the fundamentals of seamanship. He also tutored the boy in mathematics and astronomy, scientific backgrounds of immeasurable value in a shipping business. By age 10, George had his own sextant and was taking noon solar sights and working out the ship’s position with commendable care and accuracy. In practical terms, young George applied all the energy and fearlessness of youth to mastering the skills of climbing the rigging, and soon could be found racing up and down the ratlines with a speed which would have done credit to the most experienced of topmast men. Edward also lectured his son, in short but trenchant episodes, on the basics of the mercantile world, the skills of negotiating deals, the values of different cargoes, and the kinds of record keeping which would endear him to his shore-based customers. Edward wanted to shield his son from some of the rougher aspects of life on board ship, and had the young boy sleep beside him, on a small mattress on the deck in the captain’s cabin at the stern. Alas for good intentions, George was an even more than usually inquisitive boy and managed to explore all kinds of nooks and crannies – which was how he had first spotted men fucking together. He also managed to find out a good many other things which his father would rather he hadn’t known about – some of them involving Edward’s propensity for slick and underhanded business deals. One thing, though, he never learned about until years later, and that was his father’s liking for a firm male ass to fuck when a woman was nowhere to be found. George’s father knew without a doubt that his son was going to figure it all out sooner or later. Men at sea in wooden ships got just as horny as men on land, and they saw no reason to keep their bodily needs in check while out on the ocean and without female company. There was scarcely a night that didn’t see at least one roaring fuck scene played out in the cargo holds of any of the Treston ships. Other crew members, more brazen still, simply ripped off their pants, bent over the breech of one of the cannons, and took a fellow crewman’s raging erection right out in the open. In time, it was plain to see that Edward Treston had every expectation that his only son should follow him as the sixth generation owner of the family business, and he was making certain that young George should be as fully prepared as possible. Only son? Yes – and George was destined to remain so, as far as Edward was concerned. Nine years after her son George was born (and after she had miscarried twice), Esmeralda became pregnant again, under circumstances which had appeared decidedly suspicious to Edward. She had insisted, amid floods of tears, that the child was indeed his and no one else’s, but he remained doubtful. Then Esmeralda had given birth to twin girls, both of whom shared Edward’s distinctive dark-red hair colour when their hair grew in. Edward had the grace to admit contritely that he had been wrong. But Esmeralda wasn’t there to see or hear herself vindicated. She had died shortly after childbirth, bleeding uncontrollably, and George had suffered the first devastating loss of his young life. He had loved his mother, not least because she had treated him with great affection – which was more than he could say for his father, who often regarded him as more a business apprentice than his child. George was not altogether wrong in feeling that way about his parents, but he was very far wrong in extrapolating this to a belief that his father was incapable of any human feeling. The truth was far otherwise. Edward mourned for his Esmeralda, mourned to a degree which would have shocked many older and more experienced men than his son. The fact that he concealed his grief under his customary stern, gruff countenance when outside of his own private quarters proved less than nothing about his emotional state. In his own way, he was overset and knocked off his feet just as much as his son. Esmeralda had reached places deep inside his emotions which no one else had ever been able to touch in any way. Despite his pain and loss, Edward was acutely conscious that he had to make some provision for his three children, and he filled the gap in the lives of his infant daughters by acquiring Phoebe, a slave girl with a better than average command of English, to be their nurse. He then arranged, through his contacts, for her to live with the babies in the home of Richard Lajambe, another merchant who now lived full time ashore in Kingston. For his son, George, his provision was to take his son with him again on his next voyage.

Chris is 19, with big brown eyes, a coy smile and a tight, smooth, twinky body. He could have the pick of all the guys, if he wanted to! But he’s painfully shy, and really ashamed of any sexual feelings. He watches porn all the time on his own, but he’s terrified of having real-life sex. When he thinks about it, he feels really naughty and like he’s doing something wrong. He fantasises about being fucked bareback by loads of men with big dicks, but he’d never do it out of a fear that he’d be doing something really bad and wrong. Mitch, on the other hand is a complete slut! He’s only a year older than Chris, but he’s completely comfortable with his sexuality. Every weekend he visits the local sex club and takes multiple loads, all raw, up his cute, furry little boy hole. When he’s being fucked he moans loudly and begs for the huge loads of his hung tops. Nothing gets him going more than being used by a group of men, all the guys not fucking him cheering him on as he pleases which ever guys are in his arse and mouth. Mitch felt really sad that Chris couldn’t enjoy sex the way he did. So, he decided to make it his mission to help Chris come out of his shell and express his inner whore. He called around a few of his friends, mainly older guys that he knew could be trusted to be gentle and encouraging with Chris. He set up a whatsapp group of the guys he trusted and sent a message: “Hi guys, hope you’re all well and having a great week! I’ve got a friend called Chris, who’s really shy and sexually repressed. I want to try and help him to be more relaxed around sex and was hoping you guys could help out. Nick has agreed to host a little get together for a few of us on Saturday where I can introduce Chris to you all and we can help him to let go and have a fun sexual experience. Party starts at 7pm, bring something to drink and plenty of lube! 😉” Over the next few hours about 10 guys came back to Mitch and confirmed they would be there and all wanted to make it a really good experience for Chris. It was Thursday and so the next challenge was going to be convincing Chris to come with him to a sex party!! Mitch: Hey Chris, how are you doing? Chris: Not bad, what you up to? Mitch: Not much, thinking about the weekend. You got plans? Chris: Nah, will probably just stay in. Mitch: Want to come to a party with me? Chris: Erm, I don’t know. Will there be anyone there I know? Mitch: Probably not, but they’re all really nice guys that I know well. I know they’ll all be really welcoming of any friend of mine. Chris: Guys??? I dunno, are they gay? Mitch: Yeah, but all really nice. I should come clean, there’ll probably be some sex at some point. But there’s no pressure to join in. Chris: Are you kidding?? No way! Mitch: I know you feel really uncomfortable about sex, but I promise you there’ll be no pressure and I’ll be with you the whole time. We can leave whenever you want. Chris: What if someone wants to have sex with me?? Mitch: Then if you don’t want to, just say no. I’ll be with you the whole time to back you up. Chris: I dunno Mitch: I promise you it’ll be fun! Chris: You promise you won’t leave me? Mitch: I promise. Chris: OK, what time? Mitch was really pleased he’d managed to convince Chris to come. When he turned up at Chris’s house just before 7pm on Saturday, Chris looked really nervous as he approached the car. He got in. I’m really not sure about this!”. “I promise you’ll be safe with me” said Mitch, and gave Chris’s knee a squeeze. Chris felt excited by this but kept looking straight ahead. Mitch saw him blush. Chris didn’t say anything in the car as they dove. About 20 minutes later they pulled up in front of a detached with three cars on the drive and others parked nearby. “This is it” said Mitch, grabbing Chris’s hand and giving it a little squeeze. “I promise you’re going to have a good time”. Chris gave a nervous smile. As they got to the door they could hear voices inside. Nick opened the door and welcomed them in, taking the bottles they’d brought to put in the fridge and bringing them their drinks. Mitch had a bear and Chris had a rum and coke, which he drank in under five minutes, only for it to be quickly replaced by another that nick had prepared. In the living room were nine or ten guys, all between 30 and 40 Chris guessed. Mitch held his hand and brought him over to chat to a couple that Mitch had known for a couple of years (and who both bred him regularly) called Steve and Ben. They were really friendly, asking Chris lots of questions and telling him how cute he looked. With this and the rum, Chris was starting to relax a bit but he was still nervous. Ben casually touched Chris’s bum and he felt his dick twitch and his face flush. “I’m sorry” he said “where’s the bathroom?”. “Second door on the right” said Steve, pointing. “but I think someone’s in there. You can use Nick’s en suite if you like, I’m sure he wont mind. His room is right in front of you as you go up the stairs”. Chris said “thanks” and almost ran up the stairs. Chris sat on the floor in the en suite for about 10 minutes before he’d calmed down enough to go back downstairs. When he came out into the bedroom, the door was shut and Mitch was sat on the bed. “You OK Chris?” he said, patting the bed, inviting him to sit down. “Yeah, just got a bit freaked out when Ben touched my arse”. “It’s OK, he wouldn’t do anything to make you feel uncomfortable, none of them would”. He put his hand on Chris’s knee again. “Can I help you relax?” said Mitch, running his hand up Chris’s thigh. “Someone might come in”” gasped Chris. “I can lock the door if you like?” Chris nodded slowly and Mitch went and locked the door. He came back and knelt on the floor in front of Chris and started to unbutton his jeans and pull down the zip, all the time looking up into Chris’s eyes, ready for him to say stop at any moment. He didn’t, he just lifted his bum up so that Mitch could pull his jeans down and off his legs. “Can I pull your pants down” he said to Chris softly, to which Chris nodded. Mitch pulled them down just under his balls and spent a few moments just looking at Chris’s six inch, hard dick. The foreskin was pulled back revealing a nice deep red mushroom head, already leaking precum. Mitch didn’t ask for permission this time, just took hold of it gently and started to suck on his head. Chris started to softly moan and ran his hands through Mitch’s thick hair. Mitch cupped Chris’s little balls in his hand, loving the feel of the skin and went to town on Chris’s dick, going all the way down and back up on his shaft. Chris started to groan louder and lay back, pulling his t-shirt over his head so he was naked apart from his pulled down pants and his white sport socks. Mitch stopped sucking for a moment to pull Chris’s pants back up. He pushed Chris’s knees back and pulled the back of his pants down, revealing Chris’s tight, hairless pink boyhole. He let the pants rest where they were and started to gently lick Chris’s hole, which twitched under his tongue. Mitch spit on his hole and licked and prodded it with his tongue for a while, before spitting on it again and starting to push a finger inside. Chris was lost in the sensation and just moaned and groaned as his exposed hole was worked. “You’ve got such a tight hole Chris”. I’d really like to loosen it up so I can fuck you, would that be OK?”. “I’d really love that” whispered Chris, reaching down to hold Mitch’s hand for a moment. Mitch found the lube where he knew Nick kept it in the bedside table, and a small butt plug. He lubed up the but plug and lined it up with Chris’s hole. He slowly pushed it backwards and forwards in and out of Chris’s hole as Chris held his legs back and breathed deeply. With each push he went a little deeper, watching Chris’s hole loosen around the plug. He kept going until it was all inside Chris and he stood up and looked down on him. “You are absolutely beautiful, do you know that Chris?”. Chris smiled and blushed. “Thanks, for saying that” he said. “No” Mitch said seriously, “you are absolutely stunning Chris, and with your sweet little bum in the air and a plug inside you, you look even more gorgeous”. Chris, smiled again and looked away. “I think all the guys downstairs would think you’re beautiful too. I’d love to show you to them”. Chris looked at him, eyes wide. “I can’t go down their looking like this!” he hissed. “Chris, you look amazing. You look really sexual and it’s great to see. I won’t let the boys touch you if you don’t want them too. But I think they’d get a kick out of seeing you and I’m sure their positive feedback would do your confidence some good”. Chris was quiet a moment and then said, “you promise they wont laugh at me?”. “I promise you”, Mitch said. Chris stood up and went to pull his pants up. “No, I think you should take them off so they can see that beautiful cock of yours” Mitch said. He helped Chris pull off his pants and gave him a kiss before holding his hand and leading him to the door. As they walked down the stairs, all the heads turned to look at Chris and Mitch. Mitch still fully clothed and Chris naked apart from the butt plug in his arse and his socks. Chris felt really self conscious and tried to cover his cock. It had gone soft with the nerves but was dripping precum still. Ben stepped forward and was the first to speak. “My God! I thought you were cute with your clothes on but you are absolutely stunning naked Chris!”. “You’re beautiful” offered Steve. Then, after a few moments, “would you feel more comfortable if we all got naked too Chris?”. Chris nodded shyly. “Come on then boys” said Ben, “lets get our kit off so Chris doesn’t feel so exposed”. Within minutes there were 11 little piles of clothes and as many naked men standing in front of Chris. They were a real mix of body types. Some were gym toned, some were more chunky, a couple were skinny. There was a huge variation in their hairiness too, with some completely smooth and some completely covered in fur. And when it came to cocks, they were all different too! Some were fully hard, others soft like Chris. But they were all at least 6 inches, some much bigger and a few bigger than Chris had ever seen! As Mitch walked him through the men to the middle of the living room, he started to get hard again seeing all this naked flesh and all these eyes on him. When they got to the middle of the room Mitch whispered to him, “show them your plugged hole, they’ll love it!”. Feeling a little self conscious Chris spread his legs a little and bent double, exposing his plugged boy hole. “Well done Chris” said Nick, who walked over to him. “Can I give it a little tug?” he said. “Sure” said Chris, looking at Mitch for approval. Mitch smiled encouragingly. Nick pulled at the plug and watched Chris’s hole stretch around it and then snap back into place as it came out. Nick sucked a couple of fingers and pushed them inside Chris’s hole. Chris groaned. “Good boy, Chris. Let me finger you a little for these guys. You look amazing bent over like that”. After a few minutes of this Mitch said “Can I fuck you Chris, and show these guys how well you take cock?” Chris hooded silently and smiled at Mitch. He felt really naughty doing all of this, but Mitch and the guys were really making him feel good about himself. Mitch walked him over to the sofa where Ben was sitting with his legs up, stroking his thick 7inch cock. “Why don’t you sit in front of me Chris and I can give you a cuddle whilst Mitch works on your sexy little slut hole?” Having his arse hole called that made Chris really hard. He settled in in front of Ben and felt his hard dick pressing into his back. Ben was pretty hairy and strong but not toned. Chris felt really comfortable as Ben closed one arm around his hairless chest and used his other hand to play with the precum at Chris’s piss slit. Chris moaned and closed his eyes. Then he felt something wet and very hard pushing at his hole gently. He opened his eyes and looked down to see Mitch's thick 6 inch dick lined up against his hole. “Just relax and breathe” said Mitch as he started pushing, “I’ll go slow”. He held Chris’s knees up and pushed in and out, a little at a time, until he was all the way inside him. Steve was stood over them with the rest of the guys looking down at Mitch’s cock buried balls deep in Chris. “Well done Chris, you’re taking that like a pro!” Mitch started to thrust in and out, getting faster as he went. Chris was moaning, but could hear the chorus of “good boy” and “good slut” from the other men. He felt amazing. Suddenly he realised he was empty and opened his eyes to see Mitchs cock coming towards his mouth. “Suck on my dick Chris and taste your arse juice all over it”. Chris opened wide and stuck his tongue out. He sucked on Mitch’s dick and cleaned it off. He felt so dirty doing it but he loved it. Then he felt another cock pushing into his hole. He looked past Mitch to see Steve starting to plough him. “Is this ok Chris?” he said. Chris nodded “Yes, please fuck my slutty hole”. He couldn’t believe he’d said it but he felt amazing calling himself a slut. “Good lad! I’m gonna fuck you good and then breed you deep. You want that whore?” He said as he picked up the pace. “Yes please daddy! Fill up with cum for the other guys to use as lube”. The other guys cheered at that and Ben gave him a squeeze and whispered “were going to turn you into a sloppy cumdump by the end of the night aren’t we! And you looked like such a sweet innocent boy when you walked in. Who knew there was a cock whore in there?!” Steve’s pace got quicker and rougher and he suddenly he rammed his dick deep inside Chris and roared. Chris felt his hole suddenly get warmer and wetter. Steve kept fucking the cum into him for a few minutes before pulling out and stuffing his cummy cock into Chris’s mouth. It went on like that for hours with every guy emptying their nuts into Chris’s now very loose hole, some more than once. Cum was dribbling out of him and down his smooth buttocks. He was in ecstasy being a whore for all these men. All the while Ben had been holding him. “Right, my turn” he said. He lifted Chris up slightly and keeping him where he was, slipped his dick inside. “Wow, your hole is ruined Chris” he whispered “just how I like it. Loose and soaking in cum.” Arms around Chris’s chest he began to pump his batterd hole. It wasn’t long before he warned Chris “I’m gonna cum in you”. Chris replied, “Please Daddy, breed my hole. I want you cum inside me!” With that, Ben squeezed him harder and pumped a huge load inside him. After lying there convulsing for a few minutes, he lifted Chris off him and lay him on the sofa. Mitch came in with a large glass at this point and told Chris to push all of the load out into hit. With a lot of spluttering, the diluted cum was evacuated from his guts into the glass. Mitch held it out to Chris and said, “drink it Chris, you earned it!” Chris took the glass, very aware he was being watched by everyone and started to drink it. He suddenly needed it in him and began frantically guzzling all off the spunk that moments ago had been sloshing around in his guts, down his throat. Some of it dribbled down his chin but Mitch licked it off his chest where it landed. When Chris finished the last drop, the guys all gave him a cheer. Not long after the guys started to leave. Nick got Chris a blanket and they wrapped him up and he fell asleep on the sofa. In the morning Chris woke with Mitch cuddled up next to him. He breathed in and smelled the dried cum and ass juice covering his body. It felt amazing! “Thanks Mitch, I really needed that. I feel like my inner slut has been set free!”. Mitch gave him a squeeze and they fell back to sleep.

At the Sauna last week , a cold miserable Friday afternoon, The sauna is in a local port , a horny , short , furry French guy. Cruised him and went in to a cubicle,he followed. I started to feel his ass ,and got a couple of fingers in him , no lube required. He just turned and lent over bracing him self against the wall. Spat on my fingers and worked it in to him and entered his pert little ass. I must have been balls deep in 90 seconds from our first smile. The further her I got in him the wetter , he had already taken a load deep a few minutes earlier. The load was still warm and viscous. He was moaning and very appreciative, I fucked for about 5 minutes and added my 4 day load.

People forget that you can piss in a bottle and then use a bag or funnel to put it in someone's ass.

Four years later and I've still got a ready supply of the freshest, tightest neg meat through my fitness business. I've not changed much either - still strong as fuck though I am also way more cut - a result of my virulent strain. I think my cock got bigger somehow...maybe there's a bit of Josh in there? I've been on meds these last three years - kind of had to sadly. They've kept me healthy but there are side effects, mostly for others. It's like now I know my DNA can't harm my prey, I need to physically do so even more. Not necessarily a problem as there loads of fags out there that want 240lbs of raging muscle crushing their rib cage or sleepering them into a numb, trance like state while I drag my engorged cock, complete with PA, straight through them. But I want to go further. Like with Josh. and Jake. Maybe I can tell you about some of those meets if you like? So, it's time to end the meds, well actually, I binned them last month and I've been abstaining from fucking since then. Which is handy, because it Ollie's birthday today. He's Luke's little brother. I still PT for their Mum and I've seen Ollie [banned word] on me. I even accidentally left my bag open with a used pair of briefs clearly visible. He was on them as soon as my back was turned inhaling thru the crotch and rubbing his little jogging bottom bulge. He's a hot little fucker. 100lbs of slender blondness. Protected from the outside world because of what happened with his brother (Luke never did snitch on me) and ripe for my strain to feed for the first time in three years. God, I'm so hungry....

He is now soft and the heavy nut weights are touching my chin. I got him all in me, he is just holding my head and grinding his hips in my face a little. We stay like this for a little, I’m starting to feel him thicken back up. His dick is starting to go down my throat and stretch my lips again. He is not backing out as he gets hard, just holding my face to his crotch. He ask if I can feel him getting hard in my throat, that it feels good. That he is not going to release my head, that he plans on just hold my head in place and let his cock grow to hardness in my throat. That it’s time I have him all in me. I’m in pain, but happy. He just keeps pulling my head in and pushing his hips. He wants every inch in as he grows longer and damn so thick. I’m having trouble breathing and starting to gag. He just says, through the nose, breathe through the nose. He is talking about this pair of shorts he wants me to buy. Their rubber and the crouch has a hood attached to it. So he can wear them with my head in the hood part. That at all time, 3/4 of his cock will be in me. That will help train my throat, that he want me to be able to deepthroat him whenever he wants. He wants to turn me into a pocket pussy that he can fuck the hell out of. His is almost hard and I can’t take it, I think my jaw is going to dislocate. I try to move, just trying to back off. Trying to get a little room, he is still holding me tight. He grows and pulls all the way out. His cock is shiny and pointing str8 up. Almost fag, you almost had it all he says. But no worries, you buy those pants and we will train that mouth pussy right. He has me hit the popper again and helps me stand up. With his help, we walk into the living room. He helps me lay down on the ottoman face down. The cliffs are off and I’m told to put my hands under the ottoman. He recuffed my hands under it, I’m now stuck there. Chest to the ottoman, knees on the floor. He slaps my ass and going looks like a good dog. What do good dogs get, they get a bone to play with. He walks into my kitchen and comes back with a paper towel. He gets the poppers and douses the towel. He puts the towel in the hood and starts to zip it up. He tells me, this is where the fun again. At this point I heard the front door open. I’m thinking what the fuck, who just come into my house. The zipper goes up and I’m starting to get high. I’m ass up, cuffed in place with a hood over my head. I can hear some but can not see anything. I feel the ass zipper get pulled down and a finger touch my hole. I’m trying to ask who is in my house, but he doesn’t answer. Just sliding fingers in, little lube and I believe spit. I’m high, so high on the popper towel and damn horny. I feel the tip at my hole, he is pushing in. Got maybe the first inch and the girth is now there. He pushes again and some of that thickness finds its way in. Maybe 3 inches in and I’m feeling the pain. He said that he was not going to use lube. I glad he gave me a little and the spit. He holds there, I’m thinking he is letting me adjust to him, no. The hood zipped comes down and there is a nice thick cock there. Red Bull thick about 9 inches, I know this cock(gas worker twink) I have swallowed it many times before. I now understand where he got his information from. I open my mouth to say something and he slides it in. He does not stop till his balls hit my chin. I gag and spit up throat slime, he pulls out, stands and walks behind me. Freshman pulls out and the Twink is in me as deep as he can go. Three pumps and he is back out, with the freshman taking his place. He tells the Twink to hit the towel with poppers and rezip the hood up. As the twink is doing this, he starts to go in me again. It hurts, but the Twink got some of the spit a little deeper in me. Freshman is pushing, I’m zipped up and getting higher as he tells me about his plan. That the Twink and him have Jo and a little sucking before and wanted to tag someone. The Twink had told him that he would love watching a guy he knows take his cock. As they were talking about it and this guy that Twink said would bottom for both. They figured out I they had both fucked me before. After talking about it, things they have done to me and how I love a good dick and mult loading. They had the plan. As he is telling his is getting deeper into me

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.

Black voter turn out is what matters. It’s how Biden beat Trump. 80% is low.

"Woke" is a transitive verb (usually, but can be intransitive depending on usage). Basically, it's another word for "awakened", if more clumsy. These days it refers to those folks who were previously either unaware or have recently become aware of the deeper (or perhaps more deeply buried in our collective consciousness) problems, and potential fixes to these problems. Some would say it refers to those who have been "aware" of these cultural ethnic divides for many years; those who have been actively doing their best to ameliorate the wrongs of the past. Thus, the anti-woke'ers are those who would rather excuse age-old wrongs, imagine they have not benefitted from whatever the particular inequity in question happens to be, and therefore refrain from any possible progress. I agree it's a vulgar (in the actual sense of the word) term, awkward to pronounce, even more so to explain, but it's what the collective 'we' have to work with. Personally, I much prefer this concept as enunciated by J.S. Bach in the famous cantata Wachet Auf (literally, "Wake Up"), BWV 140.

While there are more than enough snowflakes on the left, the MAGA right takes snowflake fragility to a new level. Any minor disagreement with them or their leader sends them into an immediate emotional meltdown. No discussion, no debate, and absolutely no trying to determine what the actual probable or verifiable facts are.

I got a few loads at Vishara Video last night then came in a guy in the park in NYC.

That's me....I'm a bareback top and always cum in their ass. Since I've gotten off in their hole, I only feel that's its fair they cum in my mouth and then share some back....

BootmanLA said: And you know those farmers were offering that wage exactly how? Were you there? Or did you get your facts by way of CNN? Those jobs are not all unskilled labor "requiring no education or training whatsoever." I don't know how many farming operations you have been around lately but they no longer use Grandpa's old "Popping Johnny," they are using equipment that costs hundreds of thousands of dollars or more. You don't turn unskilled, untrained labor loose on those machines. For one thing they use a lot of computers in them. Twenty bucks an hour is not at all out of line. Yes, some of the jobs are low skilled grunt labor. Most of the local population who used to do those jobs have moved to cities in search of a higher paying job. There are a lot of factors at work in the job market. Just opening the borders to ever increasing numbers of economic migrants is not a good long term solution. And calling manual labor "demeaning" says more about you than it does them. A few generations back most people's ancestors made their living doing manual labor. That is the problem. I would call your attention to the fact that those jobs paid a living wage within my lifetime. And a cheeseburger at McDonalds was 29 cents.

Well coming from a DL cheating married man, it is great to fuck bareback and honestly as I said earlier, there isn't a married man that I have played with in a very long time that wont give it to me raw. It doesn't matter what is in their profile as many list safe, covered or condoms but without hesitation ask me if I would be willing to fuck my cum into their guts. Well sure, and without exception they will let me eat it out of them and make out with the results. All of my dear life-long "straight friends" would be horrified if they only knew, hehe...

I got to cross one of my items on sex bucket list, I’m staying in Palm Springs and went to club 541 last. It was everything and more I could ever want, wall to wall naked men, dicks and ass everywhere and a ton of raw sex. I’ve always wanted to be in setting where I get fucked multiple times and that wish came true. I must have been fucked and bred at least 15 times and sucked so many cocks my jaw was sore. I had one guy fetch out some of my loads and sucked my asshole so hard I was gaping and think had a rosebud. I was leaking cum all night and awoke to a pool on my sheets. If you are ever in Palm Springs Club 541 is a must visit.

Last night, 11/09/24 a guy id heard about that likes to stealth poz fuck dudes. I saw him on a4a and asked if he wanted to get together and party and fuck? He said yeah and could I cum pick him up? Sure I said. We made it back to my place and he prepared a couple of points. After we slammed he began to open my hole for his big dick and poz load. He fucked two loads of his awesome sauce deep inside me and I couldn't thank him enough!

He unzips the hood and my eyes try to adjust to the light. The only thing I see is his cock hanging there, his balls hanging over the band of his jock. I’m just setting there not moving, just looking at that cock and those balls. He has a large metal ball stretcher on, it’s about 2-3 inches long. I’m it heaven, he has a few kinks also it seems. I’m just thinking about what will it feel like beating off my ass. I know that it will not be hitting of my chin, I have not ever been able to deepthroat him. He steps forward and says open. I happily do so. He grabs the top of the hood and pulls me forward. He is about half hard, so I know I will be getting him in me a little deeper till he gets totally hard. He rubs is finger around me lips and slides two fingers into my mouth. He is fucking my mouth with his fingers and is just humming. He pulls them out and just drops the tip of his dick on my lips. He say hold and don’t move, he uncaps the poppers and puts it under my nose. He closes the other nostril off and tells me to breathe in deep and hold it. We do this a few time and now I’m spinning. I have just the tip on my lips and I want to lick it and swallow as much as I can. He puts the poppers inside the hood, just by the zipper to hold them there and slowly push’s his cock in my mouth. His taste is amazing, I could get high off of just that. He grabs the hood and pulls me into him, his cock is now at the back of my throat and wanting to slide down it. He is pulling me and pushing his ass forward, trying get get as much of his dick in my throat before he is hard. I have about 6 inches in me, I feel him getting hard. He is still pushing, try to get as much as he can in. About 3/4 of an inch gets pushed in more and he holds me there. He has both hands on the back of the hood, I can move. He is getting harder and his girth is starting to hurt my jaw. He is just holding me in place, pushing a little just to see if any more will go in. He tells me, to relax and get use to it. That he does not plan to move, that he want to see if I can take more of him once he starting going soft again. That we will be doing this for some time and the more I relax, the quicker I wiill get my first meal. This going on for 20 plus mins, he hits me with poppers, lets himself go soft and push’s forward. He gets a little more in and stops again as he gets hard. He relaxes, hits me up again and push’s and pulls some more. I think I have about 7.5 inches in me and my jaw is kills me. My knees hurt and I fucking high as a kit. He finally decide that I should get my first meal, he pulls back a few inches and starts to fuck my mouth. My jaw is in pain, my eyes are teared up. I can’t see anything but his bush. The hoods zipped area keeps you from seeing anything off to the sides. You can only look str8 ahead. He is working his dick into me, hitting the back of my throat each time. Trying to punch it down my throat, but it will not go. While this is going on, he is telling me that with some more training and time, he will get my throat to submit to he cock. That one day, he will have it all in me and hard. That my throat will be as loose as my ass will be after he fucks me. He is now just pushing and pulling my head back and forth. There is a lot of throat slim running down my chin and his cock is just shinny in it. He drives in hard and holds it as hard as he can to the back of my throat. I feel him thicken a little and he groans out a dinner time fag, I’ve been hood this for the last few days. I feel the first shot hit my throat, then the next. He is cumming big time and there is no where for it to go but down my throat. He is groaning and just holding me in place as he unloads in my. He finally spots shooting and just holds me in place, then starts to push forward. Trying to see if he can more in me as he softens. He is back to push and pulling me, back to about 7 inches in me. He keeps telling me to open up more, that we will be getting any inch in or two if he has his way. 2 more inches would be all of it, I just can’t get my mouth to open that much more. He is working it into my throat, hitting me up with popper and tells me he has not decided if load 2 is going down my throat or up my pussy. That is the first time that I can remember him calling my as a pussy. It was hot hearing him say that, I didn’t like that talk but it was hot with him.

Part 2 ………We all lay on the bed entwined in each others arms as we recover. We tell the boys we need a break and they slowly dress and then leave. PAUL tells me the next guys aren’t due for a couple hours. We decide we are hungry so PAUL and I both get up, jump in the shower for a quick rinse, and then head out to find a quick bite to eat. PAUL still has not allowed me to cum. My balls are aching, but PAUL makes it clear, I'm to not touch myself and learn to deal with the ache in my balls................ Over dinner Paul begins telling me about the next couple guys and he’s got a surprise or two for me in the mix. The waiter is hot and keeps interrupting us. We’re both soon flirting with him. He’s kind of clueless, but given our heightened state of sexual arousal we are having fun. As the waiter leaves, PAUL gets back on topic and lets me know he’s arranged for a fuck bud of his named Jessie to join us shortly. We finish drinks and dinner and head back to the hotel. In route PAUL gets a text that Jessie is waiting for us in the lobby. Sitting there waiting for us is this young Cuban guy. He stands about 5’ 7”, has dark olive skin and small frame. He quickly comes to me and gives me a deep kiss on the mouth and whispers in my ear that he’s heard from PAUL what a great ass I have. He lets me know he can’t wait to sink his cock into me. We quickly head towards the room. Jessie grabs my hand and pulls it into his crotch as we are walking down the hall. He is rock hard and already leaking. I figure he is around 7” as he puts my hand down his pants. I start playfully tugging on his cock, letting him know I’m game for some fun. We get to the room and Jessie and I are pulling our clothes off as quickly as possible. He is trim and muscular. He has broad shoulders, a perfect 6 pack, ending with that tapered waste that creates a perfect V pointing to his manhood. He is smooth with just a small amount of hair trimmed tightly around his cock and balls. He exudes pure sexual energy, tells me he is a total top and loves daddy ass. Not normally my type, I’m quickly converted. No one can say no to this rocket ship of sex and I can tell he is going to be fun. I want his cock in my mouth and I go down on him like a starved animal. Once again, PAUL’s phone buzzes, now announcing the arrival of stud number four. PAUL gives him the room number and shortly there is a soft knock. PAUL opens the door and in walks Dillon. Dillon is a tall, super muscular guy. Seeing Jessie and I already naked, he and PAUL quickly get naked and join us on the bed. Jessie lets us know he only has a few minutes as he is leaving on a road trip but really wanted to be part of breeding my ass and he tells me to get on my back. He soon has thrown my legs over his shoulders, and is urgently entering my ass. He slides in easily given the amount of cum in my ass, pre-lubing his entry. He begins drilling my hole with the speed of the ever-ready bunny. Not huge, he makes up for it with his energy and stamina. You can tell he is all sex and he wants to breed me urgently. He leans into my ear and whispers that he and PAUL have been discussing me all week and he's been saving a load for a couple days. He loves breeding negative guys and wants to drop a poz load in me. I’m so turned on by him that it barely phases me and I tell him to give me his poz load. He pulls back and quickly begins slamming in and out of my ass. Dillon, not to be left out, takes advantage of me being on my back and positions his cock in front of my mouth. Dillon tells me to take his cock in his mouth. He is not yet hard is maybe 5” with big balls and a huge girth. I’m soon sucking on his cock, teasing his head as he grows hard. He is definitely a grower. As his cock expands he is now a good 8”. I’m working his dick in my mouth and Jessie is pounding my ass. PAUL joins us and starts biting on my nipples making them get hard from the attention. I’m soon just fired up as every inch of my body is driven into a sexual frenzy. Suddenly, PAUL’s phone buzzes I hear him grab the phone and type in something. It’s not long and Jessie starts moaning that he is going to cum. PAUL tells him to fill my slut hole with his cum. Jessie soon explodes in my ass. Jessie looks to PAUL and tells him to take his place so his cum stays in my ass with no chance of escape. In just a short second, Jessie has pulled out and PAUL slides in and picks up where Jessie left off. PAUL is rock hard and begins fucking my ass. I’m riding this sexual high with PAUL now in my ass and Dillon continuing to skull fuck my face. Unfortunately, Jessie quickly dresses, goes to the door and says goodbye. As he opens the door he runs into another guy who slides in and immediately strips down. I hear him tell Dillon his name is Luke. PAUL is still in me and is telling me how he is fucking loving my wet hole and he is going to foam it up. He is pounding in and as he enters me, stirs it from side to side and then pulls out. He’s repeating the process as Dillon continues to work my mouth. I’m in pig heaven. Dillon is wanting some of my ass and he urges PAUL off and quickly flips me on my stomach to enter my ass. Not only does he have a great 8” dick, it is wide as a beer can. I grab some poppers and take a hit knowing that while I may be open wide, his dick is going to take a bit of work. He takes his time as I relax his dick into me. He stops, letting my hole fully engulf his rigid monster cock. Slowly he pulls back and then steadily begins fucking my ass. Where Jessie was all about pounding out a fast one, Dillon is taking his time gently easing in and out of my ass. I’m riding a great high from the poppers and am just rolling with pure enjoyment. Meanwhile, PAUL is helping Luke out of his clothes. Luke is 26, around 5’ 9”, 155 lbs. with a defined but trim muscular build. He’s got a great set of abs, is lightly hairy and sports a nice beard. He’s got this soft wavy hair and dark seductive eyes. He is the kind of guy that just melts you into sexual submission. He’s got broad shoulders and his chest shows great definition with a tapered waist that leads my eyes to his treasure trail, ending in a 7 ½” uncut cock. Dillon and I take a break to welcome Luke, who now naked is joining us. Luke introduces himself and we are soon sucking face as our mouths explore each other with our tongues. I look over and see PAUL has begun eating Dillon’s ass and both of them are enjoying every second. Luke asks me if I want some of his cock, and I quickly go down on him raising him to full mast. I’m laying face down in his lap. Luke is groaning as I’m going up and down on his shaft in my mouth. I hear motion behind me and my legs are being spread apart. I pull off Luke’s cock to turn and see that Dillon is going down on my ass. Dillon is licking and slurping cum out. PAUL is behind Dillon and is also busy eating Dillon’s ass. Dillon is devouring my hole, lapping at the cum that has been slowly leaking out my ass working its way onto balls. He is sucking the cum in while I’m worshipping Luke’s cock. Dillon pulls back and bends over as PAUL enters him and starts to fuck him. Luke now hard as a rock pulls my head off his cock and tells me it is time for him to get some of my ass. The next thing I know, Dillon and I are both laying back on the edge of the bed with our legs up high as Luke is fucking me and PAUL is fucking Dillon. Dillon and I are both moaning and just loving getting plowed by these studs. Luke, is one talented cock. His dick has the perfect curve and he is soon hitting my prostate; driving me completely insane. Each thrust has me screaming with lust. My ass can’t get enough and I take another hit of the poppers. Instantly I’m consumed by a rabid desire to be fucked hard and my cock is leaking cum. Luke continues to drill my hole and I'm soaring on a popper high as he continues to hit my prostate. Dillon and PAUL are going strong too and the room is just exploding with sexual energy as we fuck as if it is our entire purpose for being. My hole has got to be gaping from all these dicks I’ve taken tonight. Luke is just drilling like a stallion and I’m thrashing from the sensations I’m so turned on. I guess Dillon hears me and tells PAUL to dismount him. Dillon taking this all in comes over and stands next to me by the side of the bed. He's telling me he wants to feed me his cum as Luke is pounding me. Dillon is standing there and pumping his cock. He tells me to open my mouth and shoves his cock in just as he explodes. He’s filling my mouth, pulls out a bit and continues cumming on my face. As he goes soft, he enters my mouth and tells me to clean his dick. Just as I’m cleaning his cock, Luke tenses up, screams he is Cumming and proceeds to dump his load in my ass. PAUL is licking the cum from my face. I’ve still got Luke’s cock in my ass as Dillon starts getting dressed. As Dillon leaves, PAUL, Luke and I lay back in the bed. PAUL is laying next to me on the right and he’s telling me how fucking hot it is seeing these cocks load my hole and I’m so open he can see the cum mixing deep in my ass. I've still not cum and not sure I can at this point. I've been edged so far, I've just gotten used to it and am only interested in getting these guys off. Luke then pulls me in and is spooning me. He soon re-enters my ass and slowly starts fucking me again. He is gliding in and out and you can hear the sloppiness of my ass, filled with cum. It doesn’t take long and I hear Luke announce he is cumming again. As he finishes, PAUL decides it’s his turn again, enters my ass starts speeding up and is soon pounding my ass hard. He is ramming in and out of my ass again and again. He soon shouts that he is cumming again and is going to mix his load, breeding my ass, mixing his cum with the others. Now spent, the three of us lay back and wrap around each other as we come down off of this round of fucking. I've still not cum but am completely and utterly satisfied We lay there a while relaxing and chatting. I start to feel cum dripping out my ass. PAUL reaches behind me grabs it up, shoves a load in my mouth and then does the same for himself. Completely satisfied, we lay there a while in each others arms. We let Luke know he is our favorite of the evening and we will definitely be calling him again. He’s definitely up for it. As Luke rolls over and gets up I glance over at him and for the first time see a small scorpion tatt on his waist with the stinger dripping. He notices me staring, smiles, bends down to kiss me and lets me know his loads are toxic then heads to rinse off in the shower. As it starts to hit me I’ve had multiple poz loads tonight, I start to freak a bit. PAUL tells me he is proud of me and lets me know, I truly have become a no loads refused cum dump this evening. Paul pulls me back in, begins kissing me and as I calm down, it comes to me, that maybe this is what I really needed all along.

Just to preface this, I love my mother dearly and we have an amazing relationship. I will never judge my mother because I am just like her: a cock hound. The reality is that when I was growing up, my mother was a whore. She has had more dicks in her than the urinals at Yankee Stadium. I used to stay up and sneak into her room and secretly watch her seduce men and then pleasure them. I learned my skills from watching her swallow men’s cocks. Later, I learned to take a cock up the ass from watching her take a dick in her vag. My mother would die of embarrassment if she knew what I knew about her. She always said she was an old fashioned girl. I always took that to mean slut. She believed she was a “good” girl. Well, I’m not a “good” boy; well . . . good at taking cock and good at breeding a tight hole. Thanks mom!!

Suck it from my ass and spit it in my mouth. I'll do the same for you.

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.

Guys ..... don't forget A2M with a guy you're waiting to fuck - or the guys next to him .... Eating the load(s) out of a well-bred Hole and kissing it to him - or the next guy waiting in line - or just any other random guy - is burning hottttt !!!

I hear them talking but I’m too high to understand. He is about halfway in me now. He is not pushing and pulling, just a push no pulling back. I feel some wetness at my hole, so I know he or the Twink is spitting on his dick. The spit is not helping much. The zip is pulled down and I have a cock on my lips again. He starts sliding in, in no time he is balls deep in my throat again. He just holds it there, letting me gag on it. He pulls out and zips me up. Freshman pulls out and the Twink takes over. He goes tip to balls in one go, it hurts but I have taken him before. He has stamina after his first load, I have taken 4 loads in one afternoon from him about 4 hour time frame. He didn’t pull out or go soft, just wait 30 sec and start moving again. He bottoms out then pulls all the way out slow and powers all the way back in. He does this 4 maybe 5 time and pulls all the way out. Freshman slides in, one push and he is back to 5 inch inside and going for 6 or more. He is not fucking me, he is trying to split me in half. He just keeps pushing forward, there is not pull back. He gets an inch or so more into me and the zipper is coming back down. Down my throat it goes and he starts to fuck my throat this time, he is telling freshman what I good job he did breaking in my throat. This is the easiest he has ever gotten this deep in my throat. That he is going to have to start using it 3 or 4 times a week. That’s almost as good as my ass, but that option will be out the window for a few weeks after they get done with it. Freshman tells him its a pussy now but soon to be a cunt. This goes on for 5-10 mins, them talking about my holes. How my throat is just about right but my ass still got some work to do. Something about them having to DP after today. That I will be to loose to just fuck it. Twink has been working my throat good, it’s sore and I will have trouble talking after this. He says he is close to busting his first, where should he deposit it, feed the fag or the pussy. Freshman is still just pushing forward at this point. Freshman says on his dick, use it as lube for the last two inches. Tells him to popper me up again and put his underwear in my mouth before he zips it up.. that I’m going to take the last two inches in one move. He puts the underwear in my mouth and pours the poppers onto it. He smiles at he as he is pulling up the zipper. He leans down and tells me, how happy he is to watch freshman fuck me with his cum in a min. Because that cock wasn’t going in him. I’m high and in total darkness again. I hear Twink say he is cumming, I think, then I feel the wetness on my ass. Freshman pulls out a little, to get some of the cum on his cock I think. There’s maybe a 30 sec hood and he slams into me. I’m screaming into the underwear and hood, sucking in the popper smell. God it hurts, I’m feeling metal on my ball from the ball stretcher he is wearing. He is in me, all of him I think. Nope, He grabs my hips, pushes forward to get that last bit in. He holds for 30 seconds, pulls back just as slow going in. I feel the girth pulling my insides out I think. He gets to just the tip being in, it’s a lot smaller the his cock. When I feel the head back at my hole i just wait. I know he is going to power fuck me. Long dick me till I past out or he breaks me. He grabs me by the shoulders drives deep into me. I feel the metal again, the pain from the force and girth. He slides out slow and get to the tip, he is back in with one push. He has me so open, as he doing this 12 more times, slow then all of him. On number 12 he holds it deep in me. The zipper is pulled down and the underwear is pulled out of my mouth. He tell me he is going to fuck me quick and cum fast. That when he loads me up, it will be the twinks turn. That I’m not going to go long with a cock in me. Underwear is back in and the zipper goes up. Then the fucking begins, four or five inches out and in. He is trying to drive it as deep as he can. I can’t move at all, I’m just a hole for him. His hips are hitting me hard, it’s just a power fuck. This going on for 5 maybe 10 mins, he grabs my head and pulls it up some. Puts his mouth beside my ear, says I want u to hear this. His hips are just slamming into my and he says. You ready to earn my cum, to soak it up and know ur place. You ready to receive what I’m going to give you now and a few time more today. Shake your head if you want this. I shake it and my face is back in the ottoman as he powered into me one last time. I can feel him get a little thicker and he is yelling take my load, I’m cumming in you., take my cum. He pulls out and the Twink slides in, this maybe the easiest he has done this to me. Zero to all of him in under a sec. He is in and out a few times and just holds it. The zipped is pulled down a little, the underwear is left in. Twink tells he I’m loose, so fucking loose. That he must of dropped a massive load in me, that each pull out more cum is coming out. Twink doing a few more thrusts and pulls out. He says those so much cum, but not to worry. He will get it back into me. Freshman tells him to take his time. His dick is hanging in front of me. He pulls the underwear out and slides in. Tells Twink that he is going to keep his dick in the warmer till it’s his turn again. He says, IT needs some more training

Sunday fun day.. I saw a ad on doublelist.com Saturday night a top staying at a hotel looking to get sucked and maybe more. I replied to his ad with a ass pick and a few others and my stats. This morning I saw an email from him saying he's leaving tonight and needs to let loose before he goes. I replied to his email and said I can come over anytime today. 10 minutes later I got a reply with hotel and room info. Got showered fast and cleaned. Heading over i got an email telling me just walk in and strip and go to the bedroom. I got there walked in smelt weed in the air, golf clubs bags and suits laying on the couch. I closed the door and stripped. I walked to the bedroom and saw him a hairy older white man naked on the bed with porn playing on the TV. Not bad looking. He was stroking a nice long cock and looked at me and said come suck me. I crawled on the bed got up to his cock grabbed it and started sucking as he took hits of a joint. I was sucking for sometime as I was grabbing his balls. He picked up the phone and called someone and told whoever his here and sucking good so hurry you have the card key. I was listening to all this as I was sucking. I knew something else is going to happen. I was still sucking as he moaned and then I heard the door open and close. In a few minutes I felt a hand on my ass as this guy said better than the pics. The guy I was sucking threw something at him then I felt lube smeared on my ass. In no time his cock was deep in me pumping I kept sucking and all of a sudden got a mouthful of cum as he moaned. I laid my head on his lap as my ass was getting pounded. Then he moaned and exploded in my ass.. Pulled out and said thanks and he left. I was getting up and he asked if I could stay a little. I said sure. We watched some more porn and I stroked him both of us laying there. He started getting hard so I sucked him again. He pushed me off got up pulled my leggs so I was bent over the bed and he jammed his cock deep. He pumped for some time and exploded in me. I dropped to the floor as he helped me up and said thanks that was fun. We walked to the door and I got dressed and left.

Part 4 I woke up early the next morning. I was still naked with the butt plug firmly inserted. I got up to get ready for another busy work day. I got in the shower and started working on getting the butt plug removed but it didn't want to move. It was really locked in there holding all of the precious seed deep in me. After several attempts, it finally popped out. I lathered up and fingered my hole. It was tender but felt great. I couldn't believe the last two nights. I had taken several toxic loads and knew I needed more. I felt some regret about what I had done but that was replaced with a high level of horniness. Again, I told myself that I should probably not repeat but the voice in my head said to me. "It's too late for you." I finished getting ready, grabbed a bite to eat, and headed over to meet my boss at the client's office. "Good morning, Greg. How was your evening? Do anything fun?" "Not too much. Just took care of some things that I needed to take care of." "Cool. Ready for today's meeting?" "Yeah. Shouldn't be too bad. I am not scheduled to do any presentations. I am just facilitating others at our company." "Cool. Let's go impress them again today." We headed up to the same conference room that we were in yesterday. Others filed in and I got my laptop setup. My phone vibrated. I got a message from Rob. "Good morning, boy. We still on for tonight?" I responded "Yes Sir. You want me there at 7p, right?" "Yes boy. I will send you directions later. Have a great day." "Thank you, Sir. Can't wait." I put my phone down and started the meeting. I took notes as my coworkers presented various technologies to the client. There were lots of good discussions. I paid attention as best as I could but kept thinking back to the past two nights and thinking about what might be in store for tonight. The day seemed to drag on. I wanted to get through the day and get to tonight. Again, our presentations ended mid-afternoon. As my boss and I walked out, he commented on the day, "This has been going well so far. I think we may get some business from them." "I agree. It's been a good showing from our company so far." "Yep. You doing anything tonight?" I responded, "Not sure yet. How about you?" "Yeah. I am meeting with one of our other clients tonight for drinks. Sorry that I hadn't invited you." "It's all good. Maybe some other time." "Have a good night. Can't wait to impress the client again tomorrow. Good night." We parted ways and I headed back to the hotel. I got back to my room and stripped off my clothes. It was about 3p. I had a few hours to go. I followed my ritual - pulled out the poppers, went to the hypno vids site and followed along. I watched a new one. This one showed images and encouraged me to be a bareback slut. It told me to take all loads. No questions asked. Images of tops with scorpion tattoos flashed. Hit the poppers. Biohazard tattoos. Hit the poppers. Cocks pulsating. Dumping their loads deep. Hit the poppers. I was so horny. I stopped the video and went and started to douche. I ordered some food so I could be ready for later. About 4:30p, my phone beeped. I got a text from Rob. "Afternoon boy. Are you prepping for tonight?" "Yes Sir. I ordered some light food and am prepping." "Good boy. Here is my address. Can you make it here for 7p?" I clicked on the address. It said it was about 45 minutes by car. "It says about 45 minutes. I should be able to get an Uber to take me there." "Good boy. It's going to be a very late night for you. You probably won't be able to get back to the hotel until early morning. I have some prep work to do here. Keep me posted on your progress." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." I put the phone down and put on some clothes so I could meet the food delivery. I grabbed my food and went back to my room and ate it. I was nervous, anxious, and excited all at the same time. I texted my wife. "I am heading out to meet my boss and a client. Don't think I can call you tonight." She responded. "No problem. Good luck." I went back to my videos and prep work to pass the time. At about 5:30p, I started getting dressed and looked for an Uber. It would be here about 6. Perfect. I sent Rob a message. "The Uber has been ordered. I am on schedule." "Good boy. Bring your poppers, your jock, and the butt plug. I have lube." "Yes Sir. I have them." "Good boy. When you get here, go to the entry door and press the buzzer for apartment 502. I will buzz you in. Walk through the doors and go straight until you get to the elevators. Take it up to the 5th floor. Get out, turn right. My apartment is on the right. Knock on the door. I will let you in. You will come in, strip and kneel. Understand?" "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Text me when you are just about here." "Yes Sir." I grabbed my phone, ID, my room key, the butt plug, and my poppers. My heart was pounding. What am I getting myself into? I walked out my door and headed down to meet the Uber. I went outside and waited. I was scared and horny. I waited. Time seemed to drag on. Eventually, the Uber arrived and I hopped in. I was heading off to the unknown. He said it was going to be intense. I wondered what he might have planned. I tried to stay calm but it was impossible. It seemed like we hit every red light. I was getting anxious. Had I made a mistake? Should I just chicken out? Surely, he would forgive me. My phone buzzed. I got multiple pictures. The first was a bed. It looked like it had a bunch of pillows in the middle. I looked closer. Something is coming from the corners of the bed. It looked like straps of some sort. The second picture looked like a screenshot. It looks like a party ad from BBRT. The title said "cumdump breeding party". I kept reading. It said the party starts at 8p. The ad said "Newly corrupted cumdump being hosted in my apartment tonight. All loads accepted and encouraged. Cumdump will be poppered up and ready to be used. Only rule is that no condoms are allowed. Be advised that event may be recorded and/or broadcast". I re-read that last sentence and focused on the "recorded and/or broadcast" part. My heart started pounding even harder. I looked at the third picture. It looked like a group text. It looked like there were four replies. "I'm in." "Me too." "I may be a little late but I will be there." "I'm there. I haven't cum in over a week. Hope he will be ready." It felt like my heart was going to explode. I jumped onto BBRT. I went to the party ads. It was there. The party ad that he shared with me. It said 12 attendees. I opened the ad and requested an invite. Might as well make sure I was included. I looked at the attendees. Some tops, vers tops, and vers bottoms. I clicked on a couple of the tops. First one had a status of neg. Another said undetectable. I clicked on another "positive". My heart continued to pound hard. The car slowed and pulled to the side of the road. "You're here." I didn't realize we had arrived. My mouth was dry. I was shaking. I thanked the driver and added a tip and got out. I was in front of small apartment building. It was nice looking. Nothing too fancy but it wasn't bad. I went to my text messages. I replied to his message. "I just got here. I am trying to get the courage to go to the building." "Good boy. You will be fine. I will take care of you. It will an amazing evening." I was shaking. I couldn't move. I responded. "I am just scared." "I know boy. It's too late for you anyway. You know you will walk to the door and you will have the time of your life." "Yes Sir." I took a deep breath and took one step. Then I took a second step. Then a third. I arrived at the front door. I pulled it open and stepped inside. I turned to the left. There were several buttons. I located the button for 502 and pressed it. Seconds later, the inside door unlocked. I stepped through. I walked through the building until I got to the elevator. I pushed the button and the door opened. I stepped in the elevator. I could barely push the button for the fifth floor because my hands were shaking so hard. I finally hit it. The door closed and it started its climb. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Someone was standing there. I was startled. "Going up?" "uhhhh. Yeah to five." He stepped in. I wondered if he was going to the same party. He reached over and hit 8. The door closed and the elevator started moving again. The elevator stopped and the door opened. "Are you getting out? I think this is your floor." I looked and saw that we were on the fifth floor. I stepped out and the door closed behind me. I turned right and started down the hall. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I got to 502. My hands were shaking. I managed to knock on the door. I stood and waited. The door opened and I stepped inside. The door closed behind me. I lowered my head, and with shaking hands, I removed my shoes and socks, pulled my pants down, folded them loosely, pulled my shirt over my head, folded it and placed it on my pants. I knelt. He asked "Where are things that you brought?" I pulled the poppers and butt plug out of the pants pocket. He took them from my hands and said "Stay here. I will be right back." "Thank you, Sir." My heart continued to race. A few moments later, he returned. "Stand up and follow me, boy." I rose but kept my head down and followed behind him. I walked through the main living area, past the couch and into a hallway. He stopped at an open door on the left. "Here is the bathroom. Go in and use it and then come back and wait in the hallway." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." I stepped in and closed the door. I sat on the toilet for a minute wondering how I got here. I relaxed and relieved myself. I finished up and walked over to the sink. I washed my hands and looked at myself in the mirror. I worked up the courage to continue. I opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Moments later, he reappeared. He led me down the hall a little further to another door that was opened. He stepped inside and I followed him. "Take a look, my boy." I lifted my head and looked around. In front of me was a bed. It looked just like the picture that he sent me. There were a bunch of pillows on the bed and I was right. There were straps coming from the four corners. Looking to the side, there was a desk with laptop and monitor. It looked liked there was a webcam on top of the monitor. It was aimed at the bed. "This is where tonight's activities will take place. We will get you on your hands and knees on the bed. The pillows are meant to keep you at a nice height and make sure you are comfortable. You will be restrained so you can't get away." He chuckled. A nervous smile came across my face. "You mentioned that you would be ok with me recording our time together so I am taking you up on that. There is a twist though. I belong to several Telegram groups. You use Telegram?" "No Sir." "Not a problem. Well there are several groups that I belong to that get into the kind of play that you and I enjoy. I will send them to you later. Anyway, I plan to share some of our play with them. The way that will work is that I will be launching a zoom room and sharing the link to those that are interested. I will also be recording it so I can break the video down into some usable sections. I plan to upload those to some bareback video sites. I know that sounds scary but don't worry about it. I will be positioning you so that your face is covered. If you want a hood, I can make that happen as well. Thoughts?" I gulped. "I don't need the hood. Please do what you can to conceal me but I will leave it in your hands." "Good boy. We will be using safe words tonight. If it gets too intense for you, simply say 'red' and the play will immediately stop. If you start to reach your limit and need to slow down, simply say 'yellow'. Don't worry. I will take care of you. Understand?" "Yes Sir. I trust you." "We will take some breaks throughout the night to let you stretch your legs, etc. But if at any time, you need a quick break to use the bathroom, eat or drink something, just say 'purple'. I recommend waiting until there is a break but it is ok if you can't. I want this to be a memorable and fun experience for you. That is the most important part. Understand?" "Yes Sir." "Do you want anything before we test this out?" "No Sir. I am good." "Good boy. Hop up on the bed and get on the pillows. Have your butt facing the camera." "Yes Sir." I climbed up on the bed and crawled over to the pillows. I rested my chest on the pillows with my legs behind them and my arms in front. He crawled up next to me. "You need some more pillows underneath. Your ass needs to be higher." He climbed off the bed and came back with more pillows. I raised up and he pushed more pillows under me. "Much better. Stay still." I felt him grab my right ankle. Then, I felt a cuff being wrapped around. Then I felt him repeat the process with the left ankle. He climbed back off and then I felt the straps getting tighter. They were pulling on my legs but it was not uncomfortable. He climbed around in front of me. I noticed that he was naked. His cock was in my face. I instinctively opened my mouth and licked the head of his cock. He moaned and pushed the head in slightly. At the same time, he grabbed my left arm and wrapped a cuff around it. He started pushing his cock in me a little and wrapped the cuff around my right arm. "I am leaving your arms loose. I want you to be able to grab the poppers and use them." He laid a towel on the bed between my arms and put the poppers on them. "Make sure you can reach them." I continued to suck his cock and grabbed the poppers. I put them up to my nose and inhaled in each nostril. His cock was hard as steel. He started pushing it into my mouth. I felt his hands on each side of my head. He started pushing into my mouth harder. "Such a good boy. You can tell how excited I am for tonight but I can't cum now." He pulled out of my mouth. I was disappointed. "Don't worry, boy. I will use you soon. As always, you will get the first load from me. It's 7:30. Almost time for the fun to start." He withdrew from the bed. He came back a moment later and pulled a blindfold over my eyes. "Oh. I almost forgot. You will be blindfolded at times. Sometimes, I will remove it so you can see who is using you." He climbed off the bed and I was alone. I could hear everything. I could hear my heart beat. I could hear him walking around. I heard some typing on the computer. "Hi John. How is the camera angle? Can you see him ok?" I was confused. Who was he talking with? "Tip the camera down a little, Rob." "How's that?" "Perfect. I'll see you soon." "Thanks! See you soon." Now, I knew what was going on. He was adjusting the webcam for the best view. "The camera is all set, boy. Have you ever been to a gangbang?" "No Sir. And the most loads I have ever taken was 5 loads the other night." "Wow. Hopefully, we can crush that record tonight." There was a knock at the door. "Be right back boy. Don't go anywhere." He chuckled as he left the room. Again, I was left alone. I could hear a muffled conversation but couldn't make out what was being said. The voices grew louder. I thought I could hear them talking about the bathroom and then the conversation ended. I heard footsteps in the room again. "Ok boy. The first guest has arrived. You may remember him from the other night. Do you remember the guy that likes to rim? Tom?" "Yes Sir. He had an amazing tongue." Rob laughed. "Yep. That's him. Well, he is going to prep your hole a little. Afterward, he will be in charge of the door. I will be staying in the room with you the entire time." As soon as he finished his sentence, I felt someone climb behind me. Then, I felt it. My cheeks were being parted and a tongue entered my fuckhole. It had to be Tom. I moaned loudly. I dropped my head. Hands touched the sides of my head and lifted it slightly. The blindfold was moved up. I opened my eyes and could see Rob in front of me. He moved closer. I opened my mouth and he slid his hard cock into my mouth. "Look how hard I am, boy. You have gotten me so horny." He grabbed my head harder and started pushing his cock further into my mouth. I tried to relax as I felt it entering my throat. I started to gag but he held his cock in my throat. I started to panic but he continued to hold my cock in my throat. I was starting to get more desperate and he withdrew. I gagged. Tears ran down my face. He put his cock right back in my mouth and pushed forward. I knew I needed to do better. I held back my urge to gag. Again, his cock entered my throat. I started to panic but I tried to relax. He pulled back and pushed forward. Back and forth. He started fucking my mouth and throat. I tried to take it but the panic was growing. Then, he pulled back slightly and just held his cock in my mouth. "Open." I opened my mouth. Then, I tasted it. Cum. He was cumming in my mouth. I kept my mouth open as I felt spurt after spurt of cum. Then, he pulled his cock out completely. "Swallow." I obediently swallowed his cum. "Good boy. I promised you that you would swallow my load before the end of the week. That was just a pregame warmup. I will be breeding you." Rob pulled the blindfold back over my eyes. I realized that Tom was still rimming me. I was totally lost in sucking Rob's cock and pleasing him. I heard some typing at the computer and heard footsteps. Then, Tom stopped. "Thanks Tom. Get me ready to breed him." I felt Tom hop off the bed. I heard the sounds of a wet mouth engulfing a cock and moans. I continued to hear slurping, sucking, and moaning. After a couple of minutes, Rob spoke. "Thanks Tom. Time for me to breed my boy." I felt him climb on the bed and move behind me. "Hit poppers as often as you want and whenever I tell you, boy." "Yes Sir." I immediately inhaled deeply in my left nostril and then again in my right. I felt his hard cock sliding up and down in my crack. Then, it was at the entrance. "Take 5 short, sharp hits in each nostril." I put the poppers in my left nostril. I hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. I could already feel it in my head. I moved the poppers to my right nostril. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Then, I felt his cock slide into my fuckhole. I exhaled. My head was swimming. He held his cock just inside my hole. He pushed in another inch and then pulled back a little. Then he pushed in again. I moaned. "Take a deep hit and hold it." I inhaled deeply and held. He pushed the rest of his cock in until he was fully in. "Keep holding." He pulled back slightly and then pushed back in. He fucked three strokes. "Keep holding." I was starting to get uncomfortable and felt panic. "Exhale." I exhaled. He started fucking me. "Good boy." He continued to fuck me. I felt his legs slapping against me. He grabbed my hips tightly. He started to grow more animalistic in his thrusts. "Here comes the first load in your fuckhole, boy." He slammed hard into me and held me tightly. I could feel his cock swell and spurt after spurt of cum hitting me. My head rolled back. I was in heaven. I knew this is what I was meant to do. I was meant to provide pleasure to tops and be a receptacle for their cum. He held his cock in deep and then slowly withdrew. He moved around in front of me. "Open." I opened my mouth and he inserted his cock. I sucked his cock. I loved cleaning him after breeding me. I heard a knock at the door and someone walk out of the room. It must be Tom going to answer the door. I continued to suck as I heard muffled voices. Rob pulled his cock out of my mouth, removed my blindfold, put his hands on both sides of my head and tipped it up. I was looking right at him. "I think the party is about to begin, boy. Remember the safe words. I got you." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." He smiled and moved the blindfold back over my eyes. He patted my head and got off the bed. I heard some typing on the computer and then he spoke. "How is it looking so far everyone? I am reading through your comments. Yes. He has swallowed one load and I just dumped one in his fuckhole. Yes. He is neg. Well, he was neg before this week. Yes. I am poz. Not on meds. That's a good idea. I will get a scoreboard to record poz and neg loads. I have a whiteboard around here I can use." I heard him open a drawer in the desk and pull something out. I heard what sounded like a marker writing on a whiteboard. "How does that look? Cool. Ah. Looks like our first guest has arrived. Welcome. My name is Rob and I am your host for the evening. Tom let you in. When he is not answering the door, he can help you with your needs. If you want him to rim you or suck you, he is at your disposal. The camera is over here so that you aware. You can see our cumdump is in breeding position. He already swallowed a load and has a load in his fuckhole. You can use either of his holes as you want. " "Thanks. My name is Alan. Fine looking cumdump you have there. Oh. You are tracking his loads. Cool. Do you want to know which column or wait until I breed him?" "It's up to you." "Cool. I will let you know as I am dumping my load in him. Tom. Suck my cock." I heard someone drop to the floor and heard the sound of someone licking and slurping. "Am I allowed to breed him multiple times tonight? Or is it a single fuck and go?" "As much as you want. Just make sure others get a chance." "You got it. Thanks Tom. Time for me to fuck." I felt him climb up on the bed. I felt hands rub my ass. Fingers ran up and down my crack. Then, he touched my hole. He pushed a finger in. "Yum. Love a sloppy hole." He continued to push his finger in and out of my hole. His finger hit my prostate. He pulled out and I heard a deep inhale. I heard the sound of his cock getting lubed up. "Even though he has cum in there, I like my cock well-lubed." Then, I felt his cock at the entrance of my hole. He rubbed it up and down the crack and pushed slightly. It didn't go in. Just a small poke at my hole. I took a hit of poppers in my right nostril and held. I felt my hole try open and bring his cock in. "Yes boy. Bring my cock in." I did another hit of poppers and felt him push slightly. His cock was thicker than Rob's. He continued to push and then I felt his head pop in. "Oooh. Tight cumdump. That is rare. I bet he won't be as tight after tonight." I hit the poppers again and felt him continue to push in. It was uncomfortable. It felt like his cock was getting even thicker as he pushed in. I hit the poppers again and he continued to push. Then, he was all the way in. He wasn't as long as Rob but was thicker. He grabbed my hips and started to fuck. I felt full but my ass accommodated his cock. He kept a steady pace as he fucked me. The fullness subsided as he continued to fuck me. He started to pick up the pace. He took his hands off my hips and grabbed my shoulders instead. His thrusts became harder. Then, he pushed hard into me and grabbed my shoulders tightly. "Take my toxic load, you slut!" It felt like he was trying to push his cock as deep as he could into me. He withdrew a little and pushed back in. Several thrusts and then he pulled out completely. I felt empty. He slapped my ass. "Gotta rest a little and I will be definitely hitting that ass again." "Thank you, Sir." I heard a marker on the whiteboard again. I started to relax and then I felt a cock push into my hole. It was much thinner than the last guy. "Hey boy. Remember me? This is John from the other night. I couldn't wait to get back in your fuckhole again. You are much looser than the other night." He grabbed my hips and immediately started fucking me. He was neither slow nor gentle. "I love sloppy holes." He continued to slam his cock into me. Luckily, his cock was much thinner. If he had been thick, it would have been uncomfortable. I tightened my hole around his cock. "Ooooh yeah, boy. Grip my cock. You are going to make me cum." He started fucking faster and then grabbed my hips, pushing hard. After a few moments, he withdrew and came around to the front. I instinctively opened my mouth and he pushed his softening cock in. I could taste my ass and cum. "You know my status, Rob." I heard Rob chuckle and the marker on the whiteboard again. John's cock continued to soften but I continued to suck on it. He pulled his cock out and patted me on my head. "Thanks boy. Until later." Then, I felt a tongue at my hole. It must have been Tom. He was sticking his tongue in my used fuckhole. He pulled back. He said, "Yummy loads in there so far." He dove back in and then stopped upon hearing a knock on the door. Rob asked, "You doing ok so far, boy?" "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Need anything?" "Only to please everyone, Sir." "Good boy." I heard footsteps. "My name is Scotty. What do we have here? A hungry cumdump? Your ad said all loads. That include poz loads?" Rob answered, "Sure thing. Here is his current load status." "Cool. Let's use that mouth a little first." I heard him walking around and then Rob spoke again. "Boy, have you ever been with someone with a PA?" I gulped, "No Sir." "OK. Scotty, please take it slow with him." "I will. At least at first." I felt him climb on the bed. I grabbed the poppers, inhaled in each nostril and held it. I exhaled and opened my mouth. I felt him move forward. His PA touched my bottom teeth. I opened wider, he lifted up slightly and pushed his PA past my bottom teeth and into my mouth. I didn't know what to do. I could feel the ring in my mouth but tried to ignore it. "Flick your tongue around the ring, boy." I tried to do what he told me to do. I flicked my tongue around his ring. I felt his cock swell. "That's it boy. It won't hurt you." I continued to flick my tongue and then he pushed his cock further in. "Don't worry, boy. I will not push it into your throat. It takes practice to learn how to do that." He pushed his cock in a little and pulled back. He fucked my mouth slightly. He pulled back slightly and I started flicking my tongue around the PA again. I was rewarded with a moan. I licked the tip and could taste his precum. "Open, boy. That's enough sucking." I opened my mouth and he withdrew his cock from my mouth. His PA clicked against my teeth as he pulled out. He crawled around the bed until he was behind me. Rob said "Start hitting the poppers boy. Short, sharp hits in each nostril. It will be uncomfortable going in." I put the poppers up to my left nostril and hit it. I switched to the right and hit it. Back and forth. I felt his cock at the entrance of my fuckhole. The PA resting against my hole. He started to push in. It was uncomfortable at first. I kept hitting the poppers. Before I knew it, the PA was inside me. He continued to push inside me. His cock was a nice thickness and I enjoyed the length. His ring hit my prostate and I jumped. "I think he likes it." "Oh yes, Sir. I do." He continued to push into me. His cock was long. Finally, he was completely inside me. "Love the feeling of this fuckhole. My ring should really help get those loads to soak in." He pulled back until his cock was almost out of my hole. It bumped my prostate as he pulled back. Then, he pushed back in and hit my prostate again. I jumped. I felt my cock leak. He continued long, slow strokes. Hitting my prostate each time. The pleasure was intense. I kept feeling my cock leak. It felt like I was going to cum or pee. I couldn't decide which. He slowly started to increase the pace. He was still taking long strokes. He grabbed my hips firmly. I was so excited. He continued to increase the pace but his stroke was getting shorter. Hitting my prostate over and over. "Definitely enjoying this hole and he seems like he is enjoying my deathstick." I hit the poppers again. He continued to pick up the pace then I felt his grip tighten on my hips. His pace became frantic. He was slamming into me now. It felt amazing. Then he stopped. I felt his cock swell and spurt after spurt of cum hitting my insides. This was deeper than anyone had been in me. He pulled back slightly and pushed back again. Hitting my prostate over a few times. Then, he slowly withdrew. His cock popped out of my hole "Such a good hole. Can't wait for another turn. Mark down another POZ load for him." I felt him get off the bed. I heard the marker on the whiteboard again. "OK everyone. Time for him to take a short break."

i have 8 0g scrotal (ladder) piercings, a 00g frenulum piercing, a 4g foreskin piercing and a 10g ampallang piercing. i've had up to 40 genital piercings at one time...

Love kissing a guy with cum in his mouth... either felched from my arse, or kissing after I clean his cum and my arse juices off his cock after he jas fucked me. One of my greatest fantasies still is to have a bukake session with lots of kissing.

As I work for Omar Thad says I should try going independent, so I take out an advertisement on Rent Boy on a second phone, and I glad I did as it is ringing 24/7 until Thad shows me how to work the system of a Rent Boy. I post as a bottom which is willing to do anything meaning I will to do Bareback. After a month I'm glad as with Omar it does this job as I could not turn it down. Now I can pick and chose who I want to fuck me. Thad says being a Top is where the real money is and with me being a skinny fem twink with an 8-inch dick I can ask for more money. I have this Daddy who likes me to fuck him, and he is nice to be with as he takes me out to the theater, dinner and then to his home for me to fuck him. He calls me a few times a month, and that is great, and he likes to once in awhile party. When I slam him, he has a sling then work over his hole with toys before I fist him deeply. I have never been fisted it seams because of my small hand and arm I doing a lot of it but I see how much they love having their hole stretch open. I ask Thad about getting fisted, and he says he knows the right person to take my fisting cherry at M.A.L. M.A.L. has an age limit of 21 or older and me being 18 is a problem, so we get a room across the street, and we have a friend who will be there just for Friday so I will get his wristband for Saturday so I will be able to get into the host hotel. I told to go to this room on the 9th floor and to avoid the 8th floor as the Nasty Pig uses that floor. I knock on the door, and I met by Fred who is in his late 60s a real boner killer. We shake hands, and Fred's hand is so soft and so low key as he lets me into the room. I see the sling in the corner of the room, and the bed covered with so many toys that I have never seen before. We talk for a while, and the more we take, the better I'm feeling. Fred asks if I'm OK with drugs and what drugs I have done before as Fred has everything. He explained to me how it would go as we have all the time to work my hole over. There is a knock on the door and Fred boy Joe is here now. Joe is about 30 and is gorgeous looking. As he undresses, I notice he has a few POZ tattoos with a large P.A. then I see that his scrotum and balls are gone. I can't keep my eyes off of him as Fred says I had them removed to make him a better submissive boy. Joe gives me a bottle that is laced with G and told to drink it and then drink another bottle of just water, so I feel bloated. I get into the sling my legs and arms are put into leather cuffs and lock to the chain that supports the sling. I'm restricted in what I can to as Fred says since we don't want you pissing all over the place we are going to put a catheter in you to collect all your chem piss so when you have to piss. Joe puts an IV catheter in my arm, so they don't have to make more holes in me. After the IV is in Fred gives my first slam and its a small one, but I feel the rush. For the first time I see Fred naked, and he too has POZ tattoos and is hung like a horse, On both arms, he has tattoos like a ruler, so he knows how far his arm goes up a hole. Boy, you have a nice hole that is not a cunt yet as but in time I'm sure you will become another rubber hole that I will have fun in the future. I feel a cool cream being work into my hold and his finger are so soft and gentle as he is working them. In the mirror behind him, a long skinny dildo being inserting as Fred tells Jow to get a large shard of tina and puts it on the tip and pushes it is. I have never had tina push that deep in as the feeling of the warmth from it is so relaxing. Fred tells Joe to start working over my nipples as I see a large toy going into my hole. Fred says if you feel any pain let him know right away as pressure is OK, but the pain is not. I see the toy disappear and the feeling of being so full as it pushing against my bladder as I am now pissing I guess into the bag below me. Joe looks at the bag and says to Fred the bag is full; there is laughing now as they put a funnel in my mouth and empty the contents of the bag to rehydrate me before I get another slam. When Fred pulls out the toy in my hole, it feels so empty and he as me how I' feeling and I say can you put something on my ass. Fred tells to Joe on three; I hear one, two, three and Joe gives me a slam as Fred puts his fist in me all at the same time. I'm in pig heaven as the fullness I'm feeling is so beautiful as he is twisting his hand right and left in my ass. I then notice Thad a few friends in the room who are applauding that I have taken my first fist as the look to see how deep Fred is as they all have been fisted by Fred a few times. They ask Fred how I'm doing, and he laughs and says this is one beautiful pig as his hand is not going in and out of me. They all get undress and start to put their dicks into my mouth one at a time and face fuck me. More coming.