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Browsing through the display cabinets of pleasure toys there was nothing that caught my interest. The shop was in a seedier part of town, the owner, was late 40's a type of leather biker that you wouldn't want to meet in an alley on a dark night. He approached me and asked if I was looking for anything in particular. I looked at him and noticed the biohazard tattoo on both his arms before replying that I wanted something different. I lifted up my t-shirt sleeve to reveal my scorpion tattoo, he reached up and inspected it then looked at me again and asked what kind of something different was I expecting. I moved over to the display of PA's as he followed me and told him I was looking for a special PA. He motioned me to follow him, putting the closed sign up and locking the door we disappeared in to the back. He pulled went to the safe and pulled out a small tray of unusual types of PA. They all had the same experience except the gauges were different as were the size of the balls. I looked in amazement, after all,the tip I got to try this place had paid off. I picked one up and felt the smooth glide of the ring up to the 3 balls, 2 small ones that were part of the ring and the bigger, middle one, I rubbed the tip of my finger over it and immediately felt this was not the same, it had a very fine grating sensation. I looked at my finger and noticed the skin showed abrasion marks. The shop owner was smiling and said "It does the job, guaranteed 100%, one of a kind nowhere else makes them.". I handed over the cash and pulled down my pants and underwear, the shop owner picked up the plyers and removed my existing PA and inserted the new one. Tonight I would take it for a test drive. I decided to hit the sauna this evening so had a quick freshen up, I completely removed the temporary scorpion tattoo from my arm, I was not stupid enough to get a permanent one just yet. I stood in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. At 24 years old I had been poz for 4 years, deciding against meds I had a pretty hefty viral load and knew it wouldn't be long before I had to start down the route of getting it under control. Contemplating my image I was okay, I could never score hot guys off the web but once they saw me in person I was like a dreamboat and magnet. At just under six foot, I had a very average build, dirty blond hair and blue eyes, a little muscle definition but I never worked out. My low hangers and 8 inch uncut cock was my crowning glory. In a country where mostly everyone was cut this is what set me out as a special find guys. I glanced closer in the mirror and smiled as I could just make out the three balls on my PA under the foreskin. Thinking to myself how one lucky guy was going to get to test drive this and get a ride they would never forget. The sauna was known as a place for safe sex was ideal for catching prey and converting them, plus I had age on my side. I moved between the sauna and steam room eyeing up the prey, I would pay particular attention to guys who demanded condoms. One caught my attention big time, he must have been 19 or 20, totally average and small build. Deliberately I bumped in to him after his minor scrap with a much older guy who wanted to fuck him. He swung round as I apologised for bumping him, he looked at me and said it was no problem and gave me smile. I noticed his eyes were darting up and down my body, contact made, I apologised and left the steam room. Over the next half an hour I stalked and made eye contact with him several times. The last time this happened I saw his reflection and noticed that he couldn't keep his eyes off me, the young lad had taken the bait and all I had to do was bide my time. I was very careful not to touch anyone, I moved quickly if someone attempted to touch me, this displayed to my prey that I was picky and not an easy slut. I did one last swoop by my prey without looking at him and headed to one of the private rest cubicles. Very low lighting and an acrid smell of poppers lingered in the air. I kept my towel tight around my waist. I couldn't have been in there for more than 3 minutes when my prey walked past, his eyes peering at me, but I made no move or acknowledgment. He walked by again, stopping as he did so, he looked at me and began to cross the threshold towards me. He asked if he could come in, again I made no impulse reaction and just replied "Sure.". He closed the door and put the latch down, my prey was now in my lair and there would be no going back for this cute little guy now. He approached me and started to kiss me on my neck and shoulders then looked up at me and told me didn't kiss guys on the mouth, suck cock or fuck without protection. His hand now stroking my cock, I laid back on the bench. Carefully every time he went towards the PA I would wriggle and move his hand away so that he never got to touch it and feel the middle balls destructive texture. He continued to kiss my body and nipples, I played my part to perfection and feigning very little interest, I could tell he was seeing this as a challenge. He pulled a condom out from his towel which I took and unravelled over my cock. His mouth slid down over my wrapped penis, he made no comment about the PA so I took this as good sign that the condom had masked the middle ball. I sat up as he dropped his towel and turned around rubbing his ass against my cock. Standing up I pushed the slut face down on the bench. I slowly moved my face towards his arse as he looked back over his should and began moaning. My tongue darted and flickered around his hole, I spat numerous times on his hole and tongued fucked it in to his arse. All the time he was letting out moans of pure pleasure, my tongue working up along his back I was ready to test drive how effective this PA would be. I leaned over his body my cock now rubbing his ass I asked him to be honest and tell me if he had any STD's or was poz, he shook his head as told me reassuringly he was absolutely clean. The head of my cock and PA prised his hole open as the spit made the entry slightly easier. His backed arched and head rose as he let out a moan, I pushed a couple of inches in to his slutty ass. "Oh fuck," he cried. I backed off and apologised, making it look like I was pulling out and ending it he looked over his shoulder "Don't stop." he pleaded. I pushed him hard up to edge of the bench so that there would be no give when I penetrated him this time. He bucked wildly and moaned in pleasure and agony as I gave him my entire cock. Balls deep in my prey I grabbed his neck with my arm and with my other hand I placed it firmly over his mouth to stifle any cries. His hands grabbed at my arms as his eyes opened wide at the force of my invasion. I began to slowly grind my hips against his ass, slowly his hands moved down my body and grasped my ass cheeks. I started thrusting my hips deeper in to him, his moans of pleasure escaping his covered mouth. I gave a couple of long thrust and felt the unmistakable sensation of the condom rolling down to the base of my cock. The middle ball had worked through the condom ripping it to shreds, now it was starting to do the same to the inside of the my preys ass lining. My movements became more rapid, he moaned louder as the abrading was giving him some discomfort causing his head to push up, I could tell he was feeling something he hadn't reckoned. I started to pant heavily next to his ear as I began fucking him harder to mask the pain he originally felt. His body relaxed again I moved my hand from his mouth and grabbed his forehead to secure him in position. "Oh shit, fuck me." he cried, I made several moans of pleasure, all the time I alternated between a grinding and thrusting motion for maximum effect. The intense pleasure I was feeling was making it difficult to hold back. I edged and abruptly stopped. Until the desire to orgasm dissipated, gradually replacing with gentle deep thrusts which he started to really enjoy. My hips locked deep against his ass I had him where I wanted him. His moans and pleasure for my cock caused an uncontrollable urge to take my prey. I felt my cock starting to swell, I used my legs to pin and lock his legs apart as the final moments began. He let out a shriek of excited pain as my hips gave a powerful crushing against his ass pinning him harder to the bench. Jolting I released my first load to toxic seed deep in his body as I moaned loudly. The second jolt was even deeper, the pain of my hips crushing his pelvis causing another cry from my prey as I ground the seed in to his now torn ass lining. I held him securely over the bench as my breeding contractions continued until the last remnants my toxic seed oozed in to his ass. He was shaking and panting heavily as I pulled my dick from his ass. The torn condom was as the base of my shaft, I inspected my PA which was coated in blood and cum. "Oh man, that was amazing." he said, I agreed and told him I needed to go and get rid of the condom. I grabbed my towel and left him sprawled across the bench. This new PA certainly did the trick and was also an excellent stealthing tool, no trickery was required and I was about to set on one hell of a stealthing spree.

Getting Away, Part 10 Matt tenses up as he is reminded that there is a witness to his slutty behavior. Matt doesn’t want to use a condom, but he doesn’t want all these guys to think he’s a slut. Snake feels Matt’s body tense up. The twink’s hips stop moving, his hole tightens up, and the twink even stops sucking Jamie's cock. Snake has to act fast if Matt is going to give in to his inner slut tonight. Snake grinds his hips on Matt’s ass causing his cock to rub the twink’s prostate. Snake keeps this up for a few seconds until he feels Matt start to relax. Snake slides his cock half way out of Matt’s ass and pumps quickly back in jamming Matt’s prostate. Matt moans contentedly and starts sucking Jamie’s cock again. Jamie moans as the sucking sensations return to his cock. Jamie also saw and felt Matt tense up when he asked Matt if he wanted to use a condom. He saw how Matt relaxed at Snake’s practiced sexual techniques. Having never seen bareback sex before except in vintage grainy porn movies, he'd thought bareback sex was a thing of the past no longer practiced. But now, Jamie is watching Snake’s bare cock slide in and out of Matt’s ass. Rocking back and forth as the twink sucking his cock moans and tries to relax into Snake’s thrusts. Jamie thinks back to a conversation he had with Jay where the other boy admitted to sometimes fucking bareback when he is really horny or his inhibitions are down. Jamie wonders if Matt’s inhibitions are lowered from today’s drinking. Snake sees how the twink getting his cock sucked went from relaxed to tense. He can sense that the twink is about to mistakenly fuck up the night again. Snake decides he needs to accelerate Matt’s inner slut emergence. He returns to grinding his cock on Matt’s ass causing constant pressure on Matt’s prostate. Matt is moaning consistently now. He comes off Jamie’s cock to look back and Snake and say, “Oh fuck. That’s incredible.” Snake smiles at Matt and says, “Still thinking about that condom?” Matt says, “Fuck no. Keep fucking me.” Snake says, “Bareback? You want it bareback?” Matt moans, puts his hands on his ass cheeks to spread them wider for his top, puts his face on the ground and says, “Yes. Fuck me bareback.” Jamie is stroking his cock as he watches and hears Matt, this gorgeous preppy twink, beg for bareback sex. He is partially turned on and partially turned off. He moves to get a better view of Snake’s cock sliding in and out of Matt’s hole. It looks so big and so slick. Jamie reaches out to touch Matt’s ass and wants to feel the bare cock. Snake looks at the twink next to him and slides his cock out almost all the way and the twink’s hand closes around his bare cock. Snake says, “Hot isn’t it?” Jamie distracted by how this bare cock that was just in Matt’s ass without protection feels, says “Yeaaaa.” It feels warm and slick with lube. Jamie says, “So hot.” Snake lightly pulls Jamie next to him. He resumes fucking Matt but kisses Jamie. The second twink feels almost like puddy in his hands. Snake lubes Jamie’s cock while kissing him and fucking Matt. Snake is trying to get Matt into a place of sexual desire and ecstasy where he will just let go of all his inhibitions. He decides to use Jamie’s large cock to take Matt there. Snake pulls out of Matt’s ass all the way and says, “Take my dick and put it back in Matt’s ass.” Jamie once again wraps his hand around Snake’s warm, wet cock. He aims it directly on Matt’s hole and rubs the tip on the hole. Matt moans and says, “Put it back in me.” Jamie guides Snake’s bareback cock back into Matt’s receptive ass. Jamie removes his hand as Snake pushes in deeper. Snake kisses Jamie deeply. He says, “Do you want to slide your cock into Matt? Do you want your cock to feel this warm and wet?” Jamie softly moans at the idea of sliding his large, fat cock into Matt’s ass. Jamie is mostly a bottom because most guys he hooks up with are scared of his size or assume he is a bottom because he is a small-framed twink. Jamie looks at Snake and says breathily, “God yes.” Snake slides up Matt’s lithe body, kisses him and pulls him up on his haunches. His cock is still buried in the twink and he is moaning. He turns Matt’s head and kisses him passionately. He sits Matt’s ass on his cock so it is pushing directly on Matt’s second hole. Matt eyes are closed and is kissing Snake back. Snake takes Matt’s hand and puts it on Jamie’s lubed cock. Matt instinctively starts to stroke the large cock. Snake, in turn, reaches around Matt and strokes his cock with his calloused hands, knowing how much Matt liked it before. Jamie is kissing Matt’s neck and feeling his body. Matt is lost in the sexual sensations. Snake asks Matt softly, “Do you want Jamie’s big cock inside you?” Matt’s head rolls to his right and he is looking right into Jamie’s cute face. Matt kisses Jamie and feels Jamie aggressively return the kiss. He feels Jamie’s hands turn from a light touch to a purposeful pursuit of Matt’s body. Matt breaks off the kiss, looks back at Snake and says, “Yes.” As he does, Matt strokes Jamie’s impressive cock. Matt wants it inside him. Snake knowing Matt’s answer and now also knowing Jamie’s desire, says “Bareback?” Matt, without hesitating, softly moans, “Yeah.” Snake carefully returns Matt to all 4s, slides his cock out of Matt’s hole. Jamie grabs the lube and reapplies some to his cock. Snake holds Jamie from behind as the twink lines his cock up to Matt’s hole and pushes the head inside (a little aggressive for the size, but this guy clearly doesn’t usually get to put his monster inside an ass.) Matt grunts and after a few seconds begins to push his ass back to take the twink’s large cock. Matt moans until he gets halfway and rests. This cock is big. Jamie can’t believe it. Matt is taking his cock. And Jamie is in Matt bareback. The sensations on Jamie’s cock feel so much better than any time he’s fucked using a condom before. Jamie is trying to keep himself from pushing all the way in and hurting Matt; therefore, wrecking this experience. Jamie leans over Matt and kisses his neck and says, “Matt this feels soooooo good.” Matt looks back at Jamie and sees the pleasure on his face. He see’s Snake holding Jamie and looking directly at Matt. Matt feels like Snake is looking out for him. Feeling protected and loving the cock inside him, Matt relaxes his ass and pushes it all the way back to take the whole cock. Jamie moans. Matt grunts. Snake kisses Jamie, rubs his shoulders and says softly, “You know what to do now right?” Jamie says, “Oh fuck yeah.” Jamie begins slowly at first sliding his cock in and out of Matt’s ass. As he starts a slow rhythm, Matt’s ass is adjusting to the invasion by a very large cock. Snake comes around the front of Matt and presents him with his cock. Matt can’t reach it at first, but then as his body adjusts to accommodate the cock rearranging his ass and Matt reaches out and takes Snake’s wet cock in his mouth. A few minutes into Jamie’s fuck and Matt is no longer sucking Snake’s cock. Instead his arms are around Snake’s waist and his head is resting against Snake’s body as the big-cocked twink behind Matt is picking up his pace. Snake is impressed at Jamie’s ability to fuck and his stamina. Matt is moaning like a whore and it is not fake. This twink is giving his ass to the guy behind him completely and getting rewarded with incredible sexual bliss. It's time. Mission accomplished. Matt has let his inner slut come out. Snake reaches for his jeans, grabs a cigarette and a lighter. He faces the firepit area, clicks the lighter, waits about 30 seconds and then lights his cigarette. Snake holds Matt’s head gently as blows out some smoke. The cigarette almost feels celebratory for Snake. He’s gotten Matt exactly where he wants him and sooner than he anticipated when he first met this twink yesterday. Men, having seen the cigarette lighter, start to walk into the field. They bring some of the new guys with them. Soon there are a few dozen men walking into the field. A few minutes more and Jamie is clearly enjoying his first bareback fuck. He is lost in the feelings coming from his cock. Snake is stroking Matt’s head as the twink is once again sucking his cock. Men are starting to come into view around the threesome. Mostly regulars, but Snake sees more first timers than his signal usually attracts as well. Matt is lost in the intense feeling from Jamie's large cock pummeling away at his ass. He feels like he can’t stop moaning even though he has resumed sucking Snake’s cock. The sweet twink Matt was cackling with just an hour ago is keeping up a constant drumbeat on Matt’s prostate and the large head feels like it surrounds the bottom of his prostate when it rolls past, in and out. Matt feels Jamie’s grip tighten on his hips. He knows the twink is close. Matt feels the twink reach up and grab his shoulder, pulling Matt off Snake’s cock, slightly upwards and back onto Jamie's cock. Jamie says, “I’m close.” Matt doesn’t seem to respond. Jamie lost in the sexual feeling just before he cums thinks about just letting his load go inside Matt. However, Jamie knows he that if he ever got fucked bareback that he would want his top to ask him and get a clear response before he got filled with cum. Jamie asks, “Matt I’m going to cum. Where do you want it?” Matt doesn’t hesitate. “In me. Cum inside me. I want to feel your big cock breed me.” Jamie takes about 20 more strokes and grabs Matt around the waist. He hugs him tightly as his cock explodes inside Matt. Jamie’s head rests on Matt’s back. Jamie is shaking and shuttering from his intense orgasm. Matt feels the warmth spreading inside him. He moans, “FUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK.” Snake kisses Matt and strokes his hard cock. Softly, so only Jamie and Matt can hear him, he says, “That was so fucking hot. Did you love it?” Jamie and Matt both agree that they loved it. Snake says, “Looks like we attracted a bit of a crowd. I bet they loved it too.” Jamie, his head clearing after having bred Matt, looks around and sees the group of guys – some in their 30s, some 20s, and some of his friends. He sees Jay walking away with Matt’s friend and two other guys. They stop when they get just far enough so Jamie can barely make out shapes and he sees one of the guys drop to his knees. Jamie slides his cock from Matt’s ass. Matt feels the large cock removed from his ass. He feels a breeze on his hole and knows he is open because he can feel the breeze on the inside of his ass lips. It’s a new sensation and Matt moans. He feels Snake getting on his knees and he brings Matt with him. Matt returns to sucking Snake’s cock. Matt is on his knees and has his ass out. He likes the feeling of the breeze on his used hole. Snake is using Matt’s mouth on his cock. Matt is loving the sensations. He feels some cum slip out of his ass and down his leg. Jamie kisses Matt’s shoulder and stands up. He’s unsteady on his feet and hears Snake say, “Dude. You ok?” Jamie smiles and says yeah. He grabs his shorts and says, “I’m going to jump in the pool.” Snake says, “You need to put on your shorts before you get close to the firepit.” Jamie hadn’t realized he was still naked. He stops, pulls on his shorts and goes to the pool area. Seeing Jamie enter the well-lit area near the firepit, Snake nods to “July bottom” who comes forward and kneels behind Matt. He feels Matt’s hole. He leans over and says, “Hey Matt. It’s me.” “July bottom” lines up his cock to Matt’s open hole and says, “Can I fuck you?” Matt says, “Please fuck me.” "July bottom" says "Want it bareback like before in my trailer?" Matt says yes. “July bottom” slides his bare cock into Matt’s well fucked ass. He can’t believe it, but he can still feel Matt’s ass on his cock. Not as tight as before, but still a nice loose fuck. Snake says, “That’s so hot. Watching his cock slide in you babe. So hot.” Matt, having never fully come down from the high of Jamie’s fuck and load, moans around Snake’s cock as “July bottom” slides into his ass. Matt feels “July bottom” behind him with a free hand, almost like an absentminded hello to the man fucking his ass. It’s not long before Matt’s already overstimulated prostate is getting stimulated again, causing Matt to moan. “July bottom” slides his hands up Matt’s athletic form, no fat on this twink at all, and gropes Matt’s pecs. He’s fucking this twink and feeling every inch of the guy who’s given him his ass twice today. “July bottom” has two simultaneous thoughts: 1. Matt has to be the hottest twink Snake has turned out at the camp; and, 2. I wonder if I was this easy that weekend when Snake turned me out? Snake is watching the circle of guys pair off. He knows the rules out here. 1. Condoms are optional. 2. Bottoms are generally responsible for bringing condoms if they want to use them. 3. Be kind. If you don’t want to mess around with a dude say so, but don’t be a dick. 4. Watching is fine. Snake has had to enforce number 3 a few times out here when guys get out of hand, but the guys that come here usually make Snake’s job easy. Snake sees this totally masc dude get on his knees about 20 feet away. He is a guy Snake assumed was a top, but Snake has seen this guy taking cock all afternoon/evening. The group he’s with now includes some really hot guys – one dude looks like he plays rugby, and then there is a tall German dude, and like 5 other guys. The masc bottom (Matt’s other bottom/Top1) having watched Matt take a load with an audience and himself having been bred 5 times since he bottomed for his friend this afternoon, has given up all pretense. He’s going to show his friends what he’s been doing for years with the guys he brings home from the bars. And he knows the camp rules and didn’t bring condoms. “July bottom” digs his hands into Matt’s hips and says, “Fuck. I’m cumming in you again.” Matt says, “Do it.” For the second time today, “July bottom” feels himself breeding this preppy twink. All he can think is “Fuck this is so hot.” He pulls out of Matt’s ass. Matt wonders if Snake is going to fuck him now. Snake doesn’t move except to move Matt’s head up and down on his cock. Matt feels another cock on his hole. The guy says, “Got a condom?” Matt comes off Snake's cock and says, “No. Do you?” He goes right back to sucking Snake’s cock without even looking at the guy. Matt feels this new cock slide inside. He starts fucking Matt in long strokes and Matt moans every time the dude hits his prostate. Matt feels the man change pace, lean on his back, and start fucking Matt with shorter strokes. The man is hairy and the body is a little flabby, but he’s not fat. Matt pushes his ass back to meet the cock fucking him. He comes off Snake’s cock and says, “Fuck me.” And returns to Snake’s cock. The man, seeing this sexy twink beg to get fucked loses his load in Matt’s ass. He grabs him tight and holds as he blows his load in Matt. Snake watches the guy pull out. He sees Matt back up to change positions, pushing his ass higher. He thinks, “Fucking hell. This twink is hot to get fucked.” Another man, also thinking the same thing as Snake, kneels behind Matt and slides his cock inside. Only once its in and he is fucking the twink’s ass does he remember the rule. He says, “Got a condom?” Matt says, “No. Bareback me.” Once again, another top pleasantly surprised by Matt’s desire to get fucked bareback, can’t help himself. He groans, “Oh FUCKKKKK!” and he dumps his load in the twink. He pulls out and Matt feels another man’s cock, this one thicker, one his hole. He says, already knowing the answer, “Do I need a condom?” Matt says, “No. Fuck me and cum in me.” The dude hearing the fucking hot ass twink he’s been watching at the pool today be such an explicit slut, almost cums. He is an experienced enough top to hold his load. At 40, he is one of the oldest guys at this campground this weekend. He rarely gets ass, much less bareback ass. He remembers the time before the epidemic, when he could cum in everyone. Hell that’s how he met some of his best friends on Fire Island – blowing loads in their asses. But for almost fifteen years now, almost no one has fucked bareback. He’s always blowing his load in a condom. This new man slides his fat cock in Matt’s ass and thinks, “How the fuck is this kid still so tight?” and he says, “FUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKK. This ass feels good.” He takes his time on the twink – fucking for fifteen minutes – and getting Matt to moan and babble a bit. Matt loves this cock. It is almost as perfect as Snake’s cock. And the top knows how to use it. Matt is in a fuck haze again. He knows he is babbling a bit about “Fuck me. Fuck me.” Matt hears the man say, “Can I cum in your ass?” Matt appreciating this fuck, says “Cum in my ass. Do it. I want it.” The man, once again struck by Matt’s release into the sexual freedom he used to see in many of his fucks, cums in Matt’s ass silently. As he pulls out of Matt’s ass, the man feels a tear running down his face. He turns to walk away. The great sex he had with this very sexy twink has flooded him with so many faces of friends and lovers who are no longer here. Snake looks up as another man goes to enter Matt’s abused ass. This 20 something frat boy wannabe is attractive but also doesn’t know the rules. Snake says, “Dude you need to ask him if he has condoms or wants to use one before you jam your raw dick inside him.” The guy apologizes and loses his fuck stride. He asks if Matt has a condom. Matt once again says just fuck me bareback. And Snake watches the fuck begin. This dude is a rough top. He slammed his cock inside and Matt grunted hard and his head was jammed into Snakes pelvis. This top is the worst tonight. He is clearly not going to last long. As predicted, the frat boy wannabe is blowing his load up Matt’s ass without asking in less than 3 minutes. As he pulls out, Snake pulls Matt up for a slow kiss. Matt feels Snake lie him on the ground. Matt is exhausted, but he wants Snake’s load. Matt lifts and spreads his legs. He hears Snake moan softly and feel Matt’s abused asshole. Matt feels Snake rub some lube on Matt’s ass and watches as Snake rubs lube on his cock. Matt reaches out for Snake. Wanting to feel Snake enter his ass. Matt groans softly as Snake’s near perfect cock slides all the way inside with no real pain. It’s a moment before Snake is fucking Matt in an effort to cum. Matt feels Snake’s hand on his cock. He moans realizing he has not cum yet. He hears Snake say, “Cum for me babe. Let it go.” Matt says, “Let’s cum together.” Snake redoubles his efforts to cum more quickly. He remembers how sexy Matt looked taking each one of the other cocks, how free he sounded telling guys to ride him raw, and the almost catatonic moans when his ass was getting plowed well. All this causes Snake’s dick to get harder, like steel. He leans in further and his lips connect with Matt’s, Matt’s arms close in on Snake’s sides, and it feels like Matt is trying to suck Snake in with his mouth, arms and ass all at once. Snake feels something he hasn’t felt in a long time – vulnerable to this twink’s complete and absolute need. Snake says, “I’m cumming in you now.” Matt moans and says, “Cum in my ass Adrian.” They both blow their loads – Matt’s on himself and Snake’s in Matt. Snake braces his hands on the ground. For the second time today, Matt has sucked the life energy out of Snake. He is dizzy. Matt kisses Snake and they lie together in the grass.

Yeah, I was 14 and he was early 30s. I had been sucking his cock and swallowing his loads for weeks. One afternoon I went to his place and as usual I put my mouth round his cock and sucked him. He told me to suck on his fingers at get em wet. I did as I was told then he reached down behind me and I felt his hand on my arse and his fingers went inside me. He flipped me over and buried his face in my arse and tongue fucked my hole. I fucking loved it. Then I felt his hard cock pressing on my hole and he started pushing. I didn’t resist but I told him I wasn’t sure but he told me it was time and he wasn’t waiting any longer. he fully entered me and told me my hole felt amazing. I let him continue so he fucked me and shot his load up my arse. The first of many loads.

Part 3 - Chasers End Game The town clock was striking 9pm as a gust of wind blew the trees over my head, I looked up at the waving branches then at the quiet solitude of the bandstand. The trill of anonymous bareback sex was always a turn on for me and I couldn't stop myself from meeting with guys to get some cock action. I knew the risk involved so I was classed as a chaser in the world of engaging in this act. Walking down the path in my direction was a tall guy with a baseball hat, I looked nervously on trying to peek without him registering my monitoring of his movements. He stopped took a glance around and approached me. "Sean?" he asked, "Yes." I answered looking at him, he motioned me to follow so I stood rather shakily and walked beside him as we disappeared in to the bushes and trees behind the bandstand, we continued through the dense foliage not muttering a word to each other until he hit a small opening. He reached out and pulled me up to him as he manoeuvred behind me, the excitement running through my body at the thought of this stranger holding me tight and about to fuck me. He moved one arm as I felt his hand slip in to my jogging bottoms pushing them free from my waist and down to my knees. His hand caressed my ass quickly then I heard his zipper being undone and felt his knuckles against my ass as he fumbled his cock free from his jeans. I bent over slightly and felt the unmistakable feel of metal rubbing against my hole, I flinched as something coarse grated against my hole as he pushed the head of his cock in my ass parted as a wave of pain ran through my ass. I gave a short agonising moan, thinking to myself what the hell was his piercing, trying to pull away his other arms pulled me back as more of his cock forced it's way in to me. My legs began to shake uncontrollably through the sensation that my ass was being internally ripped with every motion his cock made. Catching my breath I asked him to go easy, "Just relax and breath deeply." was his reply. He passed me a bottle of poppers so I took several deep whiffs as the rush went to my head I sighed and he slowly pushed the length of his cock deep inside my ass. He rested holding me firmly on his cock "Take some more poppers." he told me, I obliged and started feeling his hips rubbing up against my ass as he began to fuck me slow and steady. The scraping sensation eased as I thought it was natural when taking a pierced cock, little did I realise what it was doing to the inside of my ass. My head was buzzing from the poppers as he began to thrust in harder and faster with every stroke, use to the sensation I relaxed and enjoyed the fuck, biting my lower lip as I tried not to make a sound. I heard him start moaning as he began to ramp up the pace pounding away at my hole, his hands tightened their grip around my waist. Without a word he pushed hard and deep in to me as I felt his cock swell and pulsate, I moaned and pushed my ass back further on his cock, he let out several low grunts as his hips jolted harder up against me. Each one releasing a stream of his seed and breeding me deep, he relaxed and came down from his orgasm but his vice like grip on my hips showed no sign of releasing me. "There, you got your breeding, hope it was worth it." he said as his cock began retracting from my body. I was still breathing heavy as I heard him zipping his jeans up, when I turned to face him he had disappeared in to the bushes. I pulled a tissue from my pocket and wiped at my ass flinching at the pain, examining it there was a blood but no cum. I sorted myself out and headed back home. Later that night his cum made it's return journey out of my ass and I looked in disbelief at the amount of blood and cum. I logged on to the hook up site and saw a message from him, opening it up it simply read 'Hope you like the gift I gave you.', I responded but didn't hear anything back from him. I realised then he must have been a poz gifter, even though we never mentioned status I thought that the chase was over. I started to feel unwell about 3 weeks after that night in the bushes at Serenity park.

Lightning does strike twice! After I left his place I took 2 more loads between meetings and then got another text from him asking if I was free to help his horny state, so guess who's got 2 more loads out of him? I was back at his place soon after, he was naked and I immediately stripped as I told him I took more loads after him, that got him cocky and and he shifted to a more alpha like top, slapping my ass and calling me a cumdump slut. music to my ears! I was on my knees trying to get as much of his monster as deep in my throat without choking or dislocate my jaw lol When he got rock hard (and my god it's beautiful!) He through me in the ottoman, legs up as he yanked the plug out, revealing my gaping, full of cum hole! he just smiled at me and shoved his monster all the way in one move till I felt his balls slapping! No lube needed since I had so much cum in me already. I was out of breath and so stretched that I thought I was gonna pass out but he immediately slapped my face back into reality and telling me what a good slut I am taking home like a pro. i felt so proud of myself as he held me tight and started plowing my hole so hard, churning all the cum in me. That went on for nearly 20 min that he didn't stop fucking, not for a split second until he announced that he was flooding my hole with another load I was in heaven and hearing him say that snapped me back to reality and I was begging for his load! soon I got my reward and damn he shoots hard and deep! as his orgasm subsided I realized I had cum myself hands free and apparently he also fuck some piss out of me too haha when we came down from the animalistic fuck and my legs stopped shaking when I stood up, I cleaned his cock and we headed for a quick shower. After a quick rinse I got back on my knees and took his semi in my mouth, he was still sensitive and said that he feels like he need to piss too, so I did the only logical think and placed his head in my mouth, looked up and nodded, giving him the ok sign and soon after the stream of hot piss filled my mouth. it was hard swallowing all since I already had his huge cockhead in my mouth and some spilled but I did my best trying! he became rock hard again and suddenly stopped to flip me to be on all fours as he mounted me yet again, this time he shoved in slowly, making me feel every inch of his monster till again I felt his balls resting on me, only this time he didn't start fucking but just held still as I started feeling the warmth spreading in my hole. He was pissing in me! That just drove me wild and this time the slut in me took charge and I started fucking myslef on his hole, feeling so full of cum and piss, hearing the sounds of it all churning and spilling out of my ruined hole. he soon picked up the speed and pulled my up on my feet as he continued holding me tight and fucking me harder and harder until he suddenly shoved deep and I felt his cock expand as he as filling me with his 5th load of the day! I just kept weeping "thank you thank you thank you" as I was grateful for his amazing fuck! we finished our shower in silence and we just kept making out, kissing and feeling each other and he shoved back in the plug I came with, this time it went in so smooth lol as I was dressing up he sheepishly asked if he wasn't too rough on me and apologizing for it, I just jumped up to him for a deep kiss and told him that it was exactly what we both needed! Hopped on an uber all spent and exhausted, heading home for a nap, till my partner comes to find my plugged cum filled hole for him to use 😉 🐷

After spending a week in Berlin visiting Christmas markets. Of course, lab.oratory and Bull. 'm going to tell you about my last loads… thursday night I started off at laboratory for naked night and it was an experience.I have never had. this was not my first trip to Lab, and it will certainly not be my last although I will say, I do prefer Amsterdam for the amount of pure nafy facts that I get. During my multiple hours, arriving shortly after opening being number 80 and I saw as high as 300+ and something during the course of my stay. i spent most of my time in between the glory holes and the fuck benches where I experienced a first. Being the bottom and a three person chain fuck as a big dicked verse guy fucked me and got fucked by someone else. I also swallowed multiple loads and got fucked multiple times. No loads up my ass but that's OK. All the dick that ran through me was more than enough. Next were Friday and Saturday at Bull. Both days were similar to Thursday lots of sucking and some fucking. Got my first PA fuck in years on Saturday and took loads both nights. Will I return to Berlin for some fun yes but more likely it will be like my first trip with Amsterdam where I'm guaranteed more fun. More loads and more dick.

being objectified and used as a cumbox for random men is a real turn on for me. I just zone out with my ass up waiting to be used. There was one summer night in the park when I found a fallen log. I stripped down and bent over it, my cunt exposed for anyone to use. A hot guy came up and started eating my hole, getting it all wet. He then started recruiting other guys to come and fuck me while he stood in front of me and let me suck his big cock. When the guy finished dumping his load, my recruiter came around and started eating my hole again, sucking all the freshly deposited cum from my hole. He would then come around the front and feed me the load he just felched and encouraged other men to fill me up. I think I took about a dozen loads that night. It was awesome

Here it is 🙂 if you're in south florida, it's all yours 😉

PART TWO: Black Santa pays a visit “You want another gift from Santa, kiddo?” he panted, as he was drilling my ass with no mercy. “Fuck yeah, Santa! Empty that sack!” I growled. I was bent over the makeup table (again) in the janky Santa Village Gingerbread house, while skeezy Mall Santa was raw dogging my ass. With a quiet “Unnnggghhh” I felt his ginormous cock start throbbing deep in my guts. A few strokes on my own erection brought my load out. Out of respect, I aimed for the floor under the table, instead of spackling the makeup mirror again. This was the third time I’d been back to visit in the week since our first fuck, and it was getting tougher and tougher to come up with excuses for mom as to why I was home so late. But evidently I was a fucking whore for massive cocks- a person who would lie to baby jesus for the opportunity to get dicked down. After every time Carl and I fucked, I would jack off multiple times a day thinking about how good it felt to take that 9 incher of his. After that first breeding session, it was only a matter of time before I went back for seconds…. About 3 days as it turned out. And then just about every three or so days after. I was becoming so regular that Eric (Santa’s little helper) and I were kind of becoming buddies. He’d see me coming and give me a big hug when I got there. The previous time, he even joined in a little. He mostly smoked pot and watched Carl and I fuck while jacking his dick. But eventually I did coax him into letting me suck him off and feel him shoot in my mouth. It was hot, even if Eric is a bit of a twink and not really my type. I think we all know what my type is: daddies. Or more accurately- HUNG daddies. As Santa’s raw dick slithered from my ass, Carl said, “Hey kid, what are you doing this tomorrow? Think you can come back for another round?” “You want me to come back on a Friday night, two days before Christmas? I dunno if I can swing it—mom is getting suspicious of my absences. She thinks I’m on drugs. She checks my eyes when I get home and she’s been leaving anti-drug pamphlets on the kitchen table. And I know she searches my room when I’m not home.” “Well, it’ll be worth it if you can. Remember that other Santa I wanted to introduce you to? Well ‘Big Terry’ happens to be available Friday, and after hearing me rave about that perky ass of yours, he really wants a turn. I’ve been talking you up good, so he’s real excited to ‘meat’ up.” He did the cheesy air quotes around meat and chuckled, so I’d get the double entendre. Carl had mentioned after our first fuck that he knew of this Black Santa that he’d played with on occasion. And lord help me, but I have to admit I was intrigued by the thought. First of all, it was a chance to be fucked by another older man. And secondly, apparently I was an insatiable cumslut. Furthermore, I was discovering that I was the stereotypical “size queen”, much to my chagrin. And, truth be told, I was definitely curious about the black thing. I’d never been with a black guy before-- I mean, heck, I’d barely been with ANYONE before Carl. Really just a handful of guys from my school. And since I was now exploring sex in a bigger way, why not explore a different ethnicity while I was at it? Plus, if what Carl eluded to was true… this Terry was “big” in exactly the way I liked. “I’ll try.” I said with a shrug. “Eight o’clock again? Here?” “No- needs to be Seven because it’s Friday. And Kid let me just say… if you think I’m big? Well, Terry is in a different class. I can’t wait to see that massive black dong of his sliding into that little muscle ass of yours! Just make sure you’re good-n-ready for some fucking.” “Well, I’ll do my best to come up with something so I can be here.” I promised as I was pulling on my clothes. “You better! Because hell if I’m taking his dick if you don’t make it!” When I got home from Carl’s latest cuntwrecking, I had to endure mom’s scrutiny again. While she sniffed my breath and checked my arms for track marks, I decided to tell my mom a whopper of a lie. I told her I would be hanging out with “the gang” at the Mall again on Friday for some last minute Christmas shopping, and that I’d be home later. I knew my friends were really doing a movie night at Brit-Brit’s, which I’d begged off, saying I needed to spend time with mom. Naturally this could all blow up in my face if mom decided to call one of them, but when it came to hanging with my friends, mom generally trusted me. Friday dawned and I woke up with the nervous knot in my stomach. I couldn’t stop thinking about the impending fuck later that evening, and I was very distracted all day. I could barely focus at school at all. I thought about jacking off at lunch, but I didn’t want to spoil the sexual tension that was brewing. Thank god it was the last day before break and most teachers had already checked out until the new year. It was mostly movies and fun in the classes. Unfortunately I had so much time to kill before the scheduled meetup. I hung at the school library until 4:30, then went to a coffee shop and read for awhile and played games on my phone. Then when I was so restless I couldn’t stand it, I drove to the shithole mall. So here I was… again. Nervous as fuck and questioning every decision I ever made which led me to this point. Was I really the kind of kid who was gonna let sketchy Santa bring in some unknown rando to fuck my ass? What was I doing?? Since I was early, I aimlessly did laps around trying to quell the butterflies in my stomach while debating myself. My mind was racing again, matching my heart. Why was I turned on by the idea of another older man fucking me? Why does sex with strange men seem to be such an irresistible draw? Is this really who I am? And what if the other Santa was so big I couldn’t take it? Or what if it hurt me? I definitely thought about just leaving—doing a no-show and just being a “good boy” instead. I have to admit… it was very close. I actually headed for the exit more than once. But I kept thinking about “Big” Terry. Wondering what he’d be like. Wondering how big his cock would be. Wondering what it would be like to be used by TWO santas? And just like a gay man, my dick made the decision for me. Well, the appointed time rolled around, and my feet led me down to Santa’s village like I was on autopilot. It was deserted- Eric wasn’t even there, and the sign said closed—per usual. I crossed the velvet rope and went up to the Gingerbread house and knocked softly. “Come on in, kid,” Carl said. I casually looked around to make sure I wasn’t being watched too closely, and then I snuck inside. I could instantly tell it was just Carl and me in the place. “Oh,” I said, a bit crestfallen. And Carl just chuckled. “Don’t worry kid, he’s on his way. Had to meet up with his parole officer first,” he says. “Oh? Um…,” I said again... a bit more brightly. But my guts clenched a little bit. Parole officer?? I looked at Carl questioningly. Carl seemed to know what I was thinking. “Yeah, kid, Terry and I met in the joint. We were the two biggest swingin’ dicks in the place, and we tag teamed a ton of guys. Some even actually wanted it.” He smiled darkly. “I’m the one who got him this gig after he got out. It’ll be good to tag fuck with him again. It’s been too long.” I swallowed nervously. “Don’t worry, kiddo, we ain’t gonna prison rape you. This is just about having some fun.” “Ok,” I nodded. “I’m pretty nervous, but also kinda anxious and excited… you know?” Carl smiled. “Damn, I sure hope you’re ready for this kiddo. You know what they say about your eyes being bigger than your stomach? Well… same concept applies here, but for your asshole. So let’s get you warmed up some. Why don’t you strip down and then get that pretty mouth on my dick?” I didn’t have to be asked twice. Plus, I figured getting down to business might calm my nerves a little. I quickly stripped down to my jockstrap (left over from gym class today) and then knelt in front of Carl. Carl knew what I liked by now. He left the Santa beard and pants with the suspenders on—and was wearing his grubby wife beater. He just undid the fly in the red fur pants and hauled his cock and balls out for me to have unfettered access. And then he sat there and smoked and drank some Jack while I worked him. When he flopped out his junk, I sighed audibly and Carl chuckled. God his cock was beautiful! I worshiped it every time we got together. Three hands worth, and uncut. And pretty meaty. And just… wow. It was amazing to behold. And to suck. I found I really liked to play with the foreskin with my tongue and fingers, and work him well with my mouth while I tugged down on his low hangers. I was getting better at taking him. I could work him a bit down my throat now—not far, and I would still gag pretty often. But I could at least get about half of him in my mouth now. Which he loved. “Goddamn boy—sometime you gotta let me cum in your mouth! Although we both know where you like the cum best,” he said salaciously. I made appreciative humming noises while sucking away. I had Carl at full mast and leaking precum when there was a quiet knock at the door. “That you, Terry?” Carl called out. “Yeah,” came the deep gravelly response from the other side of the door. “Come on in,” Carl said, “And lock the door behind you.” I paused with Carl’s dick in my mouth, watching the door to catch a glimpse of Big Terry. The door opened, and all light from the mall was basically eclipsed by the figure wedging his way inside. Big Terry was, well… big. Very big. He had to be like 6’5” and lord knows how heavy. Like 280 maybe? But not really fat. No, he was just thick and heavily muscled which I could see when he wrestled himself out of his coat. And when he pulled off his sweatshirt—heavily tattooed as well. He had a thick, dark beard on him and close cropped hair. Terry locked the door and looked down at me with Carl’s dick in my mouth. He was such an imposing figure I involuntarily shuddered. He smirked. “So, dis the hungry little fuckboy you got, huh? Damn! He a little thing! Sure hope he don’t rip in half!” Terry laughed, rich and low. “Terry, this is Kyle. Kyle? Terry.” I pulled my mouth off of Carl’s dick and sort of half waved at Terry. I looked away quickly, afraid to meet his eyes. “Yeah, we’re gonna have to be a little gentle with him,” Carl says matter of factly. “At least to start with. We don’t to put the boy in the infirmary for Christmas. But trust me when I say, this kid can take some cock once he gets going. He just took another load from me last night and he’s already hungry for more.” “Damn, we get to rawdog him, Carl?” Terry says with raised eyebrows. “Oh yeah. Didn’t I tell you? Kid loves the cum deep.” “Fuuuuck yeah,” Terry hummed. “My bitch always be making me wear a condom so she don’t get pregnant. Again. Half the time the fuckers rip anyway so I know imma be payin for another abortion soon. It’ll feel good to fuck the old fashioned way.” “Just like the good ol days on Cellblock D,” Carl chimed in. And they both shared a laugh. Carl poured Terry some Jack and then flexed his cock at me. I went back to sucking and he moaned appreciatively. I stole a glance at Big Terry while working Carl. He was watching me work Carl’s dick with dark, hooded eyes. Terry started to rub his crotch while staring at me and licking his lips I could see a hefty swell starting in his sweat pants, and I was anxious to see just what I was getting myself into. Or more accurately, what I was going to be getting into myself. With Terry’s mass in the gingerbread house, there really didn’t seem to be any room left to maneuver. I started wondering how all this was all gonna work. Thankfully Carl evidently had some experience in these matters and he became the scene director. Carl could sense that I was anxious to get a peek at Terry. After another minute or so of me sucking, Carl stood up, leaving me on my knees. He shimmied his way behind me and then stood me up and bent me over gently. As Carl was kneeling behind me, he said, “Terry, why don’t you let him suck you a bit while I get him nice n wet.” Then he dove his tongue into my pucker which Carl knew was the key to unlocking my inhibitions. I moaned and made grabbing motions for Terry to move closer. He was still in the dark sweat pants and a sleeveless T, and the left leg of the sweats was already tenting out from his body. I reached up and tugged down the waistband to finally get a glimpse of what would be wrecking my hole later and… O. Holy. Beercan. Now I know that guys that are girthy always compare their cocks to beercans. You hear it a lot, and they even take pics of their cocks next to soda cans and shampoo bottles, etc. Butmost of them aren’t really beercan sized, they’re just thicker than normal dicks. But Terry? It was legit FAT. When I reached out my hand to touch it, it was as wide as my hand across the four knuckles. And it wasn’t just fat in like one spot. Or just flat and wide. The entire length looked round and about equal in girth. With a bulbous, shiny, ruddy purple knob of a head at the end. And it wasn’t just ridiculously fat. Oh no, It was long, too. Terry wasn’t even fully hard yet, but Jesus fucking Christ. It arced down and away from his body. There was no telling exactly how big he’d be once fully aroused and I caught myself wondering if he had enough extra blood to fill that cunt wrecker! “Hoooooooly… Fuck…,” I whispered while grabbing it at the root. The girth wasn’t human. My hand didn’t even come close to touching around it. Fuck “beercan”… it was more like a bottle of SmartWater. “Shit, I ain’t even hard yet,” Terry says while taking a swig of Jack. “Can… can… your girlfriend take all that?” I stammered. “Naw. She cry when I throw it to her. She say she like it, but she sure try to run away when I’m hitting it. You ain’t gonna run now, are ya? Carl said you can take it all. Like all dat prison ass. Bitches in there would take it all… eventually. Hell, there was even this one guard….” “Brad.” Carl says while his face is still have buried in my ass. “Yeah, Brad. That fucker… Jesus. I miss that ass. That fuckin married, muscle cracker sonofabitch really got off on being a pussy bitch for black cock” Great. So Carl promised I could take it and now I had to try to compete with this Brad guy. I said a silent prayer that I would be a god bottom for him— or at the very least not fail miserably.. The talk about Brad and fucking seemed to get Terry more aroused. He was definitely almost at full mast, and it was massive. I was happy to see he was not quite as long as Carl at probably a solid 8 inches , but damn. He was probably twice as thick. The thought trying to get it inside me made me break out in a sweat. But- I’m a size queen, so I couldn’t wait any longer. As Carl tongued my ass, I slowly snuck out my tongue and licked the tip of Terry’s cock. It jumped appreciatively. With one hand on the table for balance and one gripping Terry’s cock, I slowly worked my mouth over his head. Let me just say—sucking him was impossible. Absolutely fucking impossible. He was just too damn thick. I honestly don’t know how anyone could blow him, unless they had an inordinately large mouth or a dislocated jaw. I was able to get his head in my mouth (barely), and just a fraction of the shaft.. and that was it. I couldn’t really even work it for fear of grazing my teeth on him. And there wasn’t much room for my tongue to dig around it. So I was basically forced to sort of scrub my tongue on the underside of his head. That being said, I gave it the ol college try. I did what I could. Slurped and sucked. Licked up and down his shaft- which had this deliciously thick vein running the length of it. Cupped his balls and worked him as best I could while using my hand to milk up precum- which Terry was oozing galore. And Terry moaned appreciatively along with what I was able to do, even in my limited capacity. “Carl, imma need to fuck this little bitch soon, so you best be gettin to opening him up,” Terry growled. Carl didn’t need any more prompting. He stood up, and reached behind the makeup mirror and brought out a little Christmas gift bag which I saw reflected in the mirror. “What’s that?” I asked, taking my mouth off Terry’s dick just long enough to enquire. “Oh, this is a little gift bag from Eric. He knew Terry was coming, so he got you a couple things to help out.” And with that Carl pulled out a small bottle of Swiss Navy silicone lube, and a shiny metal aerosol can of some sort. “He figured the silicone lube would help things slide a bit better,” Carl said while pumping out a healthy amount into his hand. I felt him lube up my hole, and then watched him stroke his cock in the mirror with it to get himself ready. “What’s the silver can?” I asked. “Maximum Impact spray poppers,” Carl said. “You hold off on those until Terry is ready to fuck you. They’re stronger than the other poppers- You’ll be glad to have them.” I went back to sucking on Terry and I felt Carl position his head at my ass. Then he handed me the old bottle of poppers. I took a small whiff, and Carl began to slide in. Let me just say- the silicone lube was a godsend! I made a mental note to thank Eric later for his thoughtfulness. After being fucked by Vaseline, this felt like a dream. Carl’s dick, while still stretching the heck out of me, slid in with virtually no issue. He hit my second ring, pulled all the way out, relubed, and slid back in—this time to the hilt. So. Fucking. Amazing. When Carl popped beyond my second ring, it sent me into a frenzy. I started jacking and sucking the hell out of Terry’s monster, while Carl slowfucked me deep. I was hitting the poppers and soon tossing my ass back onto Carl with some fierceness. I was worried that after being railed by him yesterday I wasn’t going to be able to take him today, but the opposite seemed true. I was in full on fuck mode, everything was lined up and working, and couldn’t seem to get enough of his dick. Terry pulled a bit away from me, stood back, and crossed his arms in front of his massive chest. He kept his massive dick just out reach while he watched Carl fuck me. I actually appreciated this, as trying to be a good bottom AND also trying to deal with Terry’s massive cock was just too distracting for me. It was hard to do both effectively and maintain my balance. Besides, right now I really needed to focus on all the pleasure that was happening in my ass! Carl pumped some more lube on his dick while fucking me, and then I felt some additional pressure at my hole. Carl actually worked a finger into me during one of his thrusts in, and I could feel the pinch at my hole and the pressure of the extra stretching. And after a few minutes, more pressure and I knew Carl was working in another finger. And then another. Jesus, my hole was hurting a bit, but it also felt glorious. I kept hitting the poppers and I was really gooning out while Terry egged us on. “Fuck yeah! Get that pussy ready for me! You ready for dis meat, bud? You want dis big black cock? You ready for a cuntwreckin’, white boy?” All I could do was nod. “Ok, Terry. I think I got him about as open as I can. Now, go a bit easy on him—I don’t want that hole ruined before I get my nut.” “We’ll see,” Terry chuckled. “My dick ain’t been this excited to fuck for awhile!” I felt Carl pull his fingers and cock out of me. God I felt so empty! And then he gently spun me around so my ass faced Terry. Terry pulled my jock down in one swift motion. I stepped out of it and handed it to me. “I want that ass naked,” he said as he did it. He then added some more lube to my hole with his thick fingers, and I heard him slicking up his dick with several more pumps of lube. “Now might be a good time to hit those other poppers,” Terry said. I could feel him sliding his cockhead up and down my ass crack. It felt like a fist back there. I looked at Carl, confused. He took my jock from me, grabbed the Maximum Impact, and sprayed it into the cup portion of my jockstrap. Then he handed it back to me. “Put this over your mouth and nose and inhale—and then get ready to go to Mars.” I did like he said. At first I wasn’t sure what the deal was- other than the different smell. But then… whoa. Everything got very fuzzy and warm and my vision blurred. I got tingly and hot all over, and that’s when I heard Carl say, “Now.” And Terry started to enter me. JESUS! Fuck me sideways, it hurt like a motherfucker!! Even with the spray popper high, I cried out “OW!OW!OW!OW!OW!” and tried to push my hand back on Terry to stop him. To his credit, he stopped and didn’t try to force things. He pulled out, relubed his head, and started in again. Slowly. Back and forth. Easing it a bit further each time. It literally felt like I was being fucked with a baseball bat. Carl fed me some more spray poppers, and with the slow in and out motion, Terry was ever so slowly working himself inside me. Just about when I thought I couldn’t take much more, he slid out, relubed, and pushed back in with a steady motion. I was sort of amazed that my ass suddenly seemed to cooperate. Yes it hurt. Yes it felt like my hole was tearing a bit and it burned like hell. But it was also going in. I think it was maybe because I finally stopped tensing up and fighting it. Terry’s massive hands found my hips, and I felt him pull me back toward him. His massive knob hit my second ring… and stopped. Damn I wanted it to go further—all the way in—but fuck it hurt, too. I wondered if maybe this was as far as he would go. But this wasn’t Terry’s first time at the rodeo, and he knew how to use his weapon. He started to slow fuck me—right there. Right where his head was gently nudging my second ring. Kind of like what he did at the beginning to my butthole. Slowly working it. Teasing the depths of my ass. Getting me used to his girth. To that big head. “Carl, give him one more hit and we’ll be home free,” Terry said. Carl sprayed my jock again, and I inhaled deeply. I think Terry felt me relax, because with a slow but steady push he slid his massive prong up past my second ring. “Ugggggghhhhnnnnnnhhhhhhhhh,” was about all I could manage with an elated exhale when his head popped in and he bottomed out inside me. All the tension left my body and I could feel his pubes on my asscheeks as he was buried in me to the hilt. The feeling of all that dick inside me was… well, it’s indescribable. I was so full. So stretched. So fucking turned on! I wondered dimly if this is why guys liked being fisted? My body started to shiver and buck almost uncontrollably as Terry made micro thrusts deep inside me. I kept exclaiming, “Oh! Oh! OH!” every time Terry bottomed out. It was like nothing I’d felt before- like my full body being on the edge of a big sneeze. “Kid’s having an anal orgasm, Terry,” Carl said appreciately. “Told you this little cocksucker was built to fuck!” What Terry was doing to me was making me go berserk. I grabbed Carl’s cock and basically forced him into my mouth. I was in a fuck frenzy, and I didn’t even care that Carla cock was covered in lube and had been deep in the nether regions of my butthole. I had more of Carl’s cock down my throat than I ever had managed before- like part way down my esophagus. And while doing this, Terry started to fuck me with more of his dick. Longer and longer strokes were entering my ass. He was now giving me almost his full shaft on each thrust, and his head was punching my second ring like a prize fighter. And I couldn’t get enough. My whole body was vibrating as he fucked me as I freely choked and gagged myself on Carl. “Whoa kid, slow down!” Carl commanded. “I’m getting close and I wanna knock up that ass for Terry. He loves a cummy cunt.” Terry pulled from me abruptly, and he reached down and grabbed my legs behind my knees. And then he hoisted me up and back into his chest in one smooth motion. He was leaning back a little and holding my legs open for Carl. And without missing a beat, Carl spit on his cock and shoved it inside me. After Terry, taking Carl was a piece of cake. In fact, it felt fucking incredible. All the long dicking and second ring punching, but with none of the pain. It was just all pleasure upon pleasure upon pleasure, and I could now actually squeeze my hole around Carl’s dick and grip him on the pull outs. Carl was really throwing the meat to me. Harder than he ever had before and he had this greedy, happy look on his face. I reached forward and tugged Carl’s nipples through his wife beater as he plowed me mercilessly. “Fuck boy! Here cums a big gift!” I just looked into Carl’s eyes and nodded as he scrunched up his face with his orgasm. “Uggggggghhhhhh!” he grunted and I could feel every throb deep inside me, just as before. Pulse after pulse of sperm dumping deep into my guts. I squeezed and pulsed my ass around his dick to make him shudder and buck. Eventually his orgasm subsided, and he pulled out of me unceremoniously. “There you go, Terry. Now scrub that load into his guts. Get him pregnant!” Carl backed away and sat on the edge of the makeup table, sweaty and exhausted. His softening cock drooling a last bit of semen onto his Santa pants. Terry dropped me down and then sat in the chair- his cock sticking up obscenely. “Ride this dick, bitch,” he commanded. I pumped a bit more lube onto his dick, took another hit of spray poppers, and then impaled myself onto Terry in one fell swoop. The pain and pleasure of it were glorious. “DAMN,” Terry moaned, as I started to work my ass up and down on his massive tool. I was using the arms of the chair to help steady and hover myself as I reverse cowgirled the fuck out of him. I was still in fuck frenzy mode, so I was really going to town on his dick. Grinding down. Sliding up and down fast. Working just the head. Gripping him as best I could with my wrecked anus to try to stroke out a load. Terry’s hard cock seemed to get impossibly harder and thicker inside me. I felt his hands on my hips again. He gripped me hard and started to physically lifting and lowering my body up and down on his dick. He was using me like a human sized fleshlight, taking his pleasure out of my hole. I wasn’t really even helping him— I just kept my balance and let him throw me onto his dong. Feeling Terry’s strength and being used like this was the last straw for me. I’d been on the edge so long, my orgasm surprised me. With a gasp I started unloading my balls. Gobbets of cum started spraying everywhere. Each impact of Terry’s dick inside me threw bits of my seed everywhere. After the first few spurts, Carl bent down put his mouth on my dick to collect the mess. My orgasm triggered Terry. “Aww fuck, I’m about to nut!” he panted, and then he slammed me down onto his crotch hard. I felt that massive head unleash jet after jet of hot semen inside me. Terry made little moans with each pulse of his cock and I could feel his massive head swell with each spurt . And I swear could actually FEEL his cum hitting deep inside me. I definitely felt the volume- as my ass started feeling uncomfortably full. It was surreal. After all of the seismic quakes of our respective orgasms subsided, I collapsed back into Terry’s chest, as his hands gently caressed my nipples, making me shiver over and over. “Shit, Carl. Dat was good pussy,” Terry sighed. “I fuckin told you. It was good to tag team a hole again, wasn’t it?” Carl said. Terry nodded in agreement. “Was I… was I… as good… as Brad?” I finally panted. Both Carl and Terry chuckled softly. “Aww baby,” Terry purred, “there ain’t no comparison.” He kissed my neck and to emphasize his point, he flexed his cock a little inside me. After sitting a bit longer with Terry’s softening (yet still prodigious) cock still inside me, I slowly stood up and did the long, slow pullout. His big head popped free and a hefty blob of semen dropped out of me. “Jesus—I don’t think any of my internal organs are where they are supposed to be,” I said as my legs wobbled a bit. My hole was on fire and I had an ache deep in my guts where they’d punched my second ring repeatedly. Slowly we all got dressed. Terry left first, saying he really needed to get home. He was also worried about how he was gonna explain not wanting to fuck his woman later. “Guess I got a headache,” he quipped. Carl and I left the Gingerbread hut together. I wished him a merry Christmas, and he wished me one as well. As Carl headed for his exit he waved and said, “Until next time.” And then he was out into the night. I hobbled onward, with my ass on fire and leaking into my jeans. I paused and looked back wistfully at that sad, sketchy, Santa village.. Christmas was in a couple days, and after that Santa’s village would be packed away until next year.. Deep inside I think I knew there wouldn’t be a ‘next time’. I mean how I would find him and where we might fuck if we were to hook up again. I gingerly walked out to my car and headed for home. Epilogue: It turns out that I never saw Carl or Terry again after that night. And it would be many years until I found cocks of comparable size to remind my hole why I love the big ones. But that didn’t stop me from looking and filling the void with lots (and LOTS) of other, more modestly equipped men. You’d be surprised at how many older, married guys want a 20 year old piece of ass! And as for Carl and his Christmas gifts? Well, I didn’t grasp the full meaning of it until I got sick around new years with the flu. Mom said it was going around— just not this particular flu. I discovered later at student health my freshman year of college that Carl and Terry indeed knocked me up and I was HIV positive. A Christmas gift I would have forever. And one I definitely planned on regifting as often as I could.

Just a little sanding and scuffing on the ball makes it a fine rough texture.

AIDS. Sick joke, right? Kind of along the lines of the classic “What did the boy with no arms or legs get for Christmas? Cancer.” Only I’m not joking (although I wish I was). And yeah, I’m the “naughty boy” in this cautionary tale. It all started off innocently enough. Me and my friends were hanging at the mall after school- we used to do that a lot. Not much else to do in our town when you’re seniors in high school, just waiting to escape into the “real world”. And it was less than a month til Christmas. All the extracurricular shit was winding down for the holidays, so we had extra free time in the evenings. No play rehearsals. No band practice. So yeah, we cruised the mall. On this particular Wednesday, I was hanging with Matty, MJ (short for Margaret Jean), and Brittany (aka Brit-Brit). We were doing our normal shit- trying on crap clothes and modeling for each other. Drooling over Apple store products. Having DQ. And people watching. I don’t remember who had the idea (not me) but someone said “Hey, let’s go visit Santa!” I thought we were a bit old for this crap, but everyone thought it would be funny. Revert to being kids again and tell him what we wanted for Christmas. Shit like that. I wasn’t really game, but I went along with them because hey. They’re my best friends after all. Anyway, it’s midweek and before 5 pm, so the Mall is fairly dead and there’s almost no line for Santa. Great, I think. We’re really doing this. I hang back and let them all go first. I figure I might be able to bow out once they all have a turn. Before I go any further, I feel like I should kinda set the stage a bit more. So the town we live in isn’t big. It’s big enough for a mall, a factory, a prison, two grocery stores, a Walmart and one high school, but that’s about it. Our town is, how should I put this… a shithole. It’s pretty run down and tragic. Not like Stonebrook, where all the fancy folk live. No, we’re definitely the “other” kind of town. The kind of town people don’t visit unless you have to. Like where the whole place is on the wrong side of the tracks. Anyway, as you can probably imagine, the mall is also pretty run down. It’s dying a slow, horrible death- kinda like most malls these days. Lots of vacant stores. Macy’s is the biggest thing we got. And Kohls. But that’s about it. I’m pretty sure you can picture what it’s like. Tis the season, so the place is decorated for Christmas (albeit poorly), and in the center atrium is where the big, phony tree is located. Along with the phony Santa, and the phony elves (actually elf, singular), and phony Gingerbread house and reindeer. The tree, the house, and the decorations have definitely seen better days, and there are burnt out lights on the tree and crap. It’s a real fucking Christmas wonderland, I tell ya. We get there and there’s no line to speak of. There’s one kid with his mom and they are finishing up, and that’s it. And I can pretty much see why. Now that we’re closer, the whole “Santa Village” looks more like “Santa’s Trailer Park”. It’s pretty sad, and more than a bit sketch. And the Santa? Definitely as sketch as they come. Kind of a greyish beard, and it looks like his suit hasn’t been cleaned since the chimneys from last year. We’re talking serious homeless vibes. Total cringe. Undeterred and buoyed by her goofy, giggly spirit, Brit-Brit goes first as we all hang back. Matty and MJ are laughing and waving and enjoying it all. Taking snaps with their phone cameras. And I’m just watching dirty Santa probably getting his holly jollies from having a cute teen girl wiggle on his lap. I mean, let’s be honest. If you’re an old dude working as a Santa midweek at a rundown mall- you’ve got to be some kind of [banned word]… amiright? Anyway, after whispering what she wants to Santa and having a grand ol time, Brit-Brit hops off his lap and comes back to our pack. Full of good cheer, Brit and MJ push Matty up there next. He trots up plops down on Santa’s lap- hamming it up for us. Because it’s Matt, our leading man. He’s 6 feet of big grins and affable charm. Naturally he goes for the “aw shucks” schtick, miming asking for a football for Christmas. What a goofball- which is why I’m secretly in love with him. I’m still hanging back and MJ goes next. She’s all business as she marches up and takes her turn. It looks like she’s really getting serious, pleading her case with Santa and trying to wheedle her way onto the nice list (cuz we all know she’s permanently on the naughty list). Just ask her parents. Soon MJ is done and back and they all turn to me, expectantly. “Naw guys, I don’t think I’m down. Not really my speed,” I say with a shrug. This was met with a cacophony from the others. They would have NONE of this. I had to do it. It was fun! They wanted pictures. And above all they wanted to see me, the shy one, on Santa’s lap. I was told it was a moral imperative and that I was NOT getting out of doing it, even if they had to drag me up there. At this point, I knew it was better to just get it over with than fight it. I probably could have just walked away toward the food court, but I knew they’d be disappointed. I was already the “fourth one” in the group, and I wanted them to keep inviting me along places… if for no other reason than to be close to Matty. So I relented- but not without making a big show of giving in. Sighing. Eye rolls. The works. So I started my slow, reluctant walk up to Santa. The closer I got, the more oddly nervous I became. Like, there was something making my tummy clench a bit. I think it had something to do with the way Santa was looking at me—like I was the last rib at the Golden Corral buffet. Yeah, dirty Santa was definitely giving me the eye. I watched his gaze scan down my body lecherously and come to rest at my groin in my grey sweatpants. I was suddenly quite self-conscious about what I was wearing. The last few steps to him were agonizingly slow, and I was seriously debating about turning around. But that nervous excitement in my gut couldn’t be denied. I turned around to sit on his knee, but suddenly I felt his hands firmly at my hips. As I was sitting, he pulled me back and fully into his lap, all while doing his best jovial HO HO HO! My friends were all laughing and eating it up. I felt my face flush a bit with embarrassment- not just because of this whole Santa scene, but also because when I sat down, I could most definitely feel Santa’s package pressed against my asscrack. Fucking [banned word]. All of them I tell ya. And something was telling me this Santa was a gay [banned word]. “Ho Ho HO young man! And what is YOUR name?” Skeezy Santa asked . Up close, his makeup was terrible. Definitely theater makeup applied with a heavy hand, all caked and cracked. Over the phony rosy cheeks and highlighted by heavy eyeliner, his dark eyes twinkled. “Ummm, it’s Kyle,” I managed to reply. “Oh yes. Kyyyyyle. I remember you,” he nodded theatrically. “You do?” I asked naively. “Of COURSE! From my lists!” he laughed. “So. Have you been a good boy this year… or a bad boy?” He asked somewhat conspiratorily. “Um, shouldn’t you already know? Because lists,” I say sarcastically. (In case you couldn’t tell, I’m the sarcastic one in our group). That’s when Santa looks at me and for a second it’s like he’s looking into my soul. “Oh, I know exactly what you’ve been up to- I just enjoy hearing handsome lads plead their cases.” I gulp and am suddenly quite uncomfortable with all of this while my stomach continues doing backflips. “I, ah, I guess I’ve been pretty good this year. I’m getting good grades. Helping mom at home. Staying out of trouble. Stuff like that.” “So you have… so you have,” he says nodding again. And then he leans in closer and whispers “And yet you’ve also been a bit… naughty… haven’t you Kyle?” I catch the smell of cigarettes and a faint whiff of alcohol. He shifts a bit underneath me, and I can feel him stiffening inside his red velvet pants. From what I can tell, Santa’s proverbial stocking is definitely hung. Feeling his massive member pressing against my ass makes me shiver, and I feel a bit like I’m going to hurl. The simultaneous feelings of revulsion and titilation really mess me up. “I don’t know… what… what you’re implying…” I stammer. “Oh, I think you do,” he whispers even more quietly, punctuating it with a flex of his cock. “You’ve been more than a bit naughty this year—with some school chums, I’d wager Perhaps even your friend Matt?” I feel my face go hot with shame and embarrassment. He couldn’t possibly know my secret. That I liked guys. And worse- that I’ve had sex with a handful of guys from school. Sure it was mostly just blowjobs, but not always. And since this past summer, I’d been getting fucked about every other day by Jimmy Pulaski from the swim team. That was totally our secret to the grave! I could feel Santa’s eyes boring hungrily into me. “Oh Kyle,” he chided. “You know the song. I see you when you’re sleeping. I know when you’re awake. I know if you’ve been bad… watching gay porn on your phone and jacking off at night. Sucking off boys at sleep overs. Fantasizing about getting fucked by your cute friend Matt.” “I’m not familiar with those particular lyrics,” I manage to squeak out. This makes him laugh, like for real-real. “I know EXACTLY what kind of boy you are, Kyle. I can spot your kind a mile away,” he whispers with a grin. “And I’m pretty sure you can feel what kind of Santa I am.” Again, he grinds his now wickedly hard cock into my ass as he makes a show of adjusting me on his lap. And again I’m mortified- and aroused. Santa lets out a good round of Ho-ho-hos and I steal a glance at my friends. They are loving seeing me so uncomfortable. If only they knew why. “Oh Kyle. You have definitely been the highlight of my day! So here’s what Santa can do for you for Christmas. If you consider yourself a nice boy, then by all means, go back to your friends. Have fun here at the mall. Then go on home to your mom like a good lad, and I’ll make sure you get a little something under the tree this year.” Then he lowered his voice and the phony Santa schtick disappeared. “But if ya feel like being naughty? Well. I have a special BIG gift for you. And if you want that special gift- meet me here at 8 when my Santa’s village closes tonight.” He then mugged for the camera, and his Elf helper took our picture with a knowing smirk. I looked at the proof, but declined to purchase it. In it Santa looked like a sleazy Walt Whitman, and I looked like a deer caught in headlights. I rejoined my friends and we were off in a cloud of laughter. Matty and MJ were chatting loudly about how skeevy the Santa was, like it was all some big joke. Brit was just telling them to leave the old guy alone and that he probably really needed the job. And I was quiet- trying not to feel the ghost imprint of his cock against my ass. My friends and I hung around the mall for a couple more hours—hitting the food court for Sbarro and Egg Rolls, and generally bumming around and shooting the shit. I tried my best to be present and join in the conversations, but Santa’s words were rattling around my head. Of course I was a nice boy. I was just gonna head home tonight… right? So why was I even thinking about the way his big cock felt as I sat on his lap. And my was my stomach still all fluttery while I was thinking about it. 7:30 rolled around and we all decided it was time to beat it for home. We headed for the exit, and just as I was leaving I startled myself by saying, “Oh shit. I just remembered! I was gonna pick up something for mom for Christmas while I was here. You guys go on- I’ll catch you tomorrow at school.” We said our goodbyes , and suddenly I was alone. I was alone at the Mall. Where a sketch as fuck, hung Santa propositioned me. And I was actually entertaining the idea. What. The literal FUCK. Was I doing? The next 30 minutes were agony. I paced the mall, debating with myself. I should just go home. But I was curious. I wouldn’t have to do anything. I could maybe just ask him how he know about me? Was I obvious? No, I should just go home now. Forget this weird Santa business. But maybe I could just… see his dick? Not like actually touch it or anything because gross. But it felt massive. Like waaaay bigger than Jimmy’s. Or even Tony Scarpucci’s, which gagged the hell out of me that one time when he got drunk at homecoming. Why the fuck was I even entertaining this? He’s a pervy old fuck! I should just… And then it was 8:02 pm. And I found myself standing outside Santa’s sketchy village. The sign was flipped to closed, and the lights were off at the Gingerbread house. The elf guy was already out of costume and was helping to tidy things up. Santa looked up and saw me standing there and smiled. “I was wondering if you’d show up, kiddo,” he said. I just stood there and looked at my feet. “I can handle the rest, Eric. You can go on home. Now,” Santa said pointedly to Eric. Eric looked from Santa to me and smirked again. “Is Santa doing some special gift-giving tonight?” Eric asked breezily. Santa lay a finger on the side of his nose and winked. And with that, Eric said a cheery “have fun… and good luck, dude!” and left us alone. Santa turned to me. “So Kyle. I need to get out of this makeup and stuff. Come on into the house here and keep me company?” And he headed for the Gingerbread house door. “I thought this was just some phony prop,” I said. “It is,” he replied. “But it’s also our break room/dressing room. It’s small, but it works. And best of all, it’s private.” And with that I followed him inside. He locked the door behind us. Inside was definitely small. There was a rack for costumes, three vinyl chairs, and a small table/mirror setup with those round globe makeup lights. Scattered about the table was makeup, tissues, an ashtray and other detritus. It smelled like cigarettes and B.O. And … something else I couldn’t identify. “Cozy,” I quipped. He laughed. “Take a seat, kiddo.” Santa reached into a bag on the floor and pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels. He unscrewed the top and took a healthy swig. He looked over at me and said, “Want a pull? Might help you relax some.” I shook my head. He just shrugged, set the bottle on the makeup table, and started to disrobe. “Oh! Um…” I kind of stammered. “Oh don’t worry. I just gotta get out of the jacket and hat and stuff.” He first took off the hat and wig and placed them on a stand. Then he took off the dirty jacket and the pads that were underneath to make him appear chubby. This Santa was actually quite thin underneath the padding and baggy clothing. He was nearly emaciated looking, but with a slight paunch. I was reminded of the Christmas Claymation special where Mrs. Claus says “Nobody likes a skinny Santa.” I kinda did. Soon Santa was standing in front of me, still in his red velvet pants, but also in a dirty wife beater. He had skinny, bony arms and on his shoulder was an odd tattoo—three interlocking semicircles. He still had the beard —I assumed it was spirit gummed in place. Without the hat, Santa was mostly bald, but with a rim of close cropped silver hair. I just stared up at him. “The illusion shattered, huh kid?” He said with a smile. “And by the way… my name is Carl.” Then he sat at the makeup mirror so he could start removing his makeup. He was old school—Vaseline and paper towels. I watched as he got to work. Our eyes met in the mirror. “So. You came back. Why?” He asked. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I guess I was just… curious?” “Curious about…?” he led. “Oh, I guess curious about how you knew I was… that I …” I trailed off. “That you were a horny little cocksucker?” He offered. “WHAT?” I shot back. “Kid, relax. It’s not like you scream “faggot” when I look at you. But we gays? We just know, ya know? Or at least I had a hunch. And you are cute as fuck, so I pushed it. Plus it was a dead night and I figured why the hell not? I might get lucky. And after your initial reactions to sitting in my lap and my… stiffness… I knew you weren’t about to blab to anyone.” “But… but how did you know about me… doing stuff… with guys?” Carl laughed at that. “Boy, you may not think it when you look at me, but I was a young faggot once too. I know what I was doing back I when I was your age. Besides, I could see the way you were looking at your friend Matt. I’ve had that same look on my face before.” My face flushed again with that. Suddenly he spun in his chair to face me. “So—while this is nice and all, let’s get down to brass tacks. Did you also come back tonight because you liked what you felt pressed up against that pretty little ass of yours?” Carl stated matter-of-factly. “Oh… um… I…” was about all I could get out. “So, that’s a yes. Yeah, all you boys seem to get turned on by big cock. Bet you’re hoping to see it too. Maybe just to see how big I really am?” he leered. I just looked away, and then nodded. “So, why don’t you help ol Saint Dick along a bit and tell me what all you’ve done with your buddy Matt?” he says as his hand drops to his lap. “I have NEVER done anything with Matt!” I say, flustered. “Well, you ain’t innocent. I can tell you’ve got some miles on ya. So tell me. Who’s fucking that tight little bubble butt of yours? Give an old horny Santa some details!” And here I was. Sitting in the broken down Gingerbread house in the middle of the dead mall with a sketchy old [banned word] Santa, and he was asking about my sex life. And I was honestly thinking about doing it. After all, I was here— and I’ve never told a soul about any of my escapades. I kinda liked the idea of speaking my truth out loud, you know? Boy, If you’d have told me this is where my day would have ended up, I’d have told you that you were smoking crack. So I took a deep breath and started to tell him about Jimmy. “The, um, most stuff I’ve done is with a guy in my class named Jimmy Pulaski. He’s on the swim team and one of the school jocks. I met him at this one girl’s birthday party over the summer. We were both drinking a little and he followed me into the bathroom because we both had to go. We both peed at the same time, and before I knew it we were making out. And then I was blowing him right there in the bathroom. It didn’t take long. Then about a week later he sees me at school and asks what I’m doing after. I tell him not much, and he invites me over because his parents don’t get home until 6. And we end up messing around again—me blowing him. Then it becomes this regular thing. And soon we go from blowjobs to him fucking me. The first time was in his bedroom after school. Mostly it’s in his bedroom, and it’s always him fucking me. He doesn’t blow me or jack me or anything- we just fuck. I mean, it’s fun I guess. I like it. Sometimes I even cum while he’s fucking me…” I’m lost in the remembrance for a moment, and then I snap out of it. My eyes dart down and I see Carl stroking himself through the red suit pants. He looks like he’s at full mast. “Ah, young lust. I remember those days well. When the straight boys just sort of fucked because it was convenient and fun. So, how’s that polack dick? Any good?” Carl inquires. “Um…yeah. It’s pretty decent. Thick. He’s uncut. Probably about 7 inches I guess? It feels good.” “No condom I’m guessing,” he says. It’s not really a question. I shake my head no. He cum in you?” “Yes,” I say quietly. “And you like that, don’t you?” Carl leers and licks his lips. “Yes,” I say again even more quietly. “And that’s what makes you a naughty boy. And I think it’s why you came back tonight.” I don’t respond, but the butterflies in my stomach are basically beating out a morse code of YESYESYES. Carl stands up slowly and his crotch is right in front of me. The red santa suit pants tent out obscenely in front of him. I sit there, frozen. “Go on, boy. You know you want to. Just unzip the pants and haul it out. It won’t hurt you… yet.” I hesitate, and he flexes it inside the pants. I can see a wet spot starting to seep through the velvet, darkening the fabric to the color of blood. I reach out slowly and brush his hardness through the pants. His dick jumps as he sucks in a sharp breath. “I can’t believe I’m actually going to do this,” I think. “But just a look. Just to see how big…”. And then my fingers find the fly and slowly pull down the zipper. I reach in and feel the heat pulsing from his groin. I have to fish around a bit to get him through the opening, but then there it is. This massive, ruddy, rock hard prong jutting out proudly from the santa pants. It’s hard to tell exactly how big he is, but it’s definitely the biggest dick I’ve seen. It’s of porn proportions. I grip the base of it just to feel it, and my fingers don’t touch around his girth. “Holy shit,” I manage. “I get that a lot,” he chuckles. He then reached down to also tug out his balls. He has the proverbial “old man balls” going on, but they’re equally as epic as his cock. His balls are BIG. And they HANG. They literally hang to the middle of his thighs. “Holy SHIT,” I say again. “In my youth, I spent time doing the ball stretching thing. And now gravity has taken over, especially when they’re full like they are now. After all, I had cute twink edge me up all day.” He looks down at me and winks. “They really get swinging when I’m fucking, too. They’ll swing and slap your nuts and dick.” I don’t know quite what to say to that. “Ok Kyle. Time to show me what that mouth can do. Suck me like you suck Jimmy,” he commands. “Um, I’m not sure…” I start. “Yes you are. You want it. That’s why you came here tonight. You want it all. You wanna taste it. And Once you get a taste, I bet you’re gonna want me to fuck you.” “Oh, I don’t think I could ever take THAT. It would rip me open!” I say. “You’d be surprised what a willing bottom can take,” he says. His dick jumps in front of me again, and a drop of precum squeezes out the piss slit and starts to drool down from the end in a long string. I reach out and touch it with my fingers, fascinated. And before I can even think about what I’m doing, I touch my fingers to my tongue. His precum is slightly bitter and salty. “There you go… that’s a good boy. Now, let’s get the head in your mouth.” My brain is racing again—what the fuck am I doing? Am I really going to go down on Sketchy Santa? At the MALL?? It’s getting late and I should be home. What that fuck kind of faggot am I? But then I look at that massive cock again and it hits me like a slap. I know exactly what kind of faggot I am. And I take the great knob of his cock into my mouth greedily. Carl’s head tips back and he lets out a big sigh as I start sucking him. Admittedly I don’t think I’m that good a cock sucker. I gag way too much and I really don’t know what all I should be doing. Mostly I just slurp around and move my hand up and down. Carl doesn’t seem to mind though. And jesus, he’s fucking big! I can maaaaaybe get 1/3 of him in my mouth before I gag and have to stop. I’ve heard of guys and girls deepthroating entire cocks (MJ brags that she can do it), but I can’t. His head is just too big to even think about going down my throat. I take a break from sucking and get my hands around him to sort of “measure” him. I put my right hand at the base, and my left on top of that. Then I took my right hand off and put it on top of my left… and the head of his dick was still above my thumb and forefinger. Fuck. Three full hands worth of dick. Plus the head! I also take a measure of his balls. I grab at the base of his ball sack, and his balls still hang freely below my hand. I experiment by trying to take one testicle in my mouth. Carl moans in delight as I tongue and lightly suck on one testie. There’s no way I could get both in. “You like Santa’s sack, huh boy?” Carl says. “Yeah, I do sir,” I reply as I go back to playing with his nuts. “Well, there’s lots of little toys in that sack just waiting for a good boy to receive them.” I went back to sucking his cock as best I could for awhile, but suddenly Carl steps back and away from my mouth. “Ok, boy. I think it’s time I got a closer look at that ass of yours.” He hoists me up by my armpits, spins me over to the makeup table and bends me over. “Oh, I don’t know about… I’ve never done….” I say with some trepidation. “Relax, kiddo. I’m just gonna eat that little pucker of yours. But first, let me get rid of this damn Santa beard.” In the mirror, I see him reach up and start to tug at the phony beard. “Wait! Um… can you leave the beard on?” I ask tentatively. “And… um… maybe put on the santa hat?” Carl meets my eyes in the mirror and chuckles. “Ho Ho Ho! Well it seems young Kyle has a Santa kink! You like silver daddies, Kyle? Santa types with beards? Is that what turns you on?” I blushed furiously in response. Honestly, I didn’t know why I asked. Sure, my head was always turned by older men— coaches, teachers, etc. But there was just something about this scene. The mall santa (sketchy as he was), the gingerbread house, the beard and the suit… for some reason it all enticed me. I couldn’t explain it. “Well Kyle. Let’s see if this hole is as naught and nice as I suspect it is.” Carl is now talking a bit more like Santa, and I gotta be honest. It’s doing it for me. How fucked is THAT? Carl pulls down my sweats to reveal my bare ass. I feel his bony hands pull open my ass cheeks, and then I feel his hot breath in the crack of my ass. “Fuckin beautiful,” he exhales, before diving his tongue into my quivering hole. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Nobody has ever eaten my ass, and the feeling is exquisite. The heat. The wetness. The movement of the tongue. The beard… my god. The BEARD! I can feel myself relaxing and trying to spread my legs wider, only to be hampered by the sweats binding my legs up. Carl sees what I’m doing and he deftly helps me lose my shoes and sweats. While still tonguing my fuckpucker, he pulls off my right shoe. And then he works my sweats down and off that foot. Once freed, I’m able to spread my legs wide and bend over more for Carl, so he has more access to my hole. And I’m loving every second. Mostly my eyes are closed for this, but I did open them briefly and I saw myself in the mirror. I almost didn’t recognize myself. The naked lust on my face. The blown pupils. “You’re a slut like MJ,” I thought to myself. “Only worse. You’re letting a random stranger do this. And not just a stranger—one old enough to be your grandpa.” And yeah. God help me, I fucking loved it. While Carl was buried in my butthole, I piped up and asked him. “Hey Carl? How old are you?” Carl stopped eating my ass and leaned back. “Why? How old are YOU?” he says suspiciously. “You’re a mall santa eating the ass of a young guy in your dressing house— something tells me you don’t really care how old I am,” I say. “Look kid. I ain’t no pedo. I like my boys to be old enough to know what they’re doing and appreciate this cock. And I would really prefer not to go back to prison so….” “Is that where you got that tattoo?” I gesture to his shoulder. He looks at it. “Oh yeah. That’s where I got it,” he says with a wry smile. “Well, don’t worry. As of September I’m old enough to vote and serve our country. All good.” Carl goes back to eating my ass. He pauses just long enough to say from my crack, “I’m 68.” “Wow. My grandpa Henry is only 61,” I say. “You turned off by a man 50 years your senior eating your hole, boy?” “No. Not at all. Actually, it’s kinda hot knowing that older guys are still horny for it.” And to show that he is, he redoubles his efforts on my hole. I’m not sure how long Carl ate my ass. He kept tonguing and spitting and tonguing and spitting, and occasionally teasing my hole with a finger. I could feel my back arching and my ass pressing back into his face and finger—I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t think I could take what was bound to happen next. Carl, being a savvy man of the world could read my body language. He stood up and moved behind me. Our eyes locked in the mirror as he did this. I watched as he drooled a lot of spit out onto my ass and his cock, and then I felt him slowly start to slide his massive meat against my spit slick crack. Just the feel of that much cock sliding against me has me almost cumming. Involuntarily I start moving in rhythm with his humping motion, getting that monster to slide in my crack like a Chicago footlong in a bun. I see him reach across the makeup table where he grabs the jar of Vaseline. Shit- I guess we’re going old school for this, I think. He scoops up a generous portion and starts to finger my hole with it. He’s very good—teasing and circling around slowly. Eventually working in a finger. Then two. But I’m tensing up for the fingering. No guy has ever put a digit in me either—only dick. So his bony fingers feel sharp and foreign. Next he slathers up his dick with another goodly amount of Vaseline. I see his hefty meat shining in the lights from the mirror. He goes back to rubbing it against my ass, and then he stops and positions his head at my pucker. “Wait. Shouldn’t we get a condom?” “Why? You don’t make Jimmy wear one. Or the other guys. Why start now? And trust me—it’s going to be hard enough getting this inside without the friction and tightness of a condom.” And to emphasize his point, Carl nudges his head forward a fraction of an inch. Even with the Vaseline it burns a bit. “Oh dear baby jesus… that’s never going in,” I said with a shiver. “Oh yes it will. All it takes is a little Christmas magic,” he says. Carl reaches into the pocket of his Santa pants and pulls out a small, brown bottle. He hands it to me. “What’s this?” I say? “Christmas magic, of course,” he says with a grin. “You ever wonder how Santa can get his fatness up and down all those tight, little chimneys? Well, a little whiff of what’s in this bottle is all it takes.” I am really hesitant at this point, and I draw the line at drugs. So I just hold the bottle, and Carl says “Suit yourself.” And he starts to push inside me. “Oh FUCK that hurts!” I cry out as I try to squirm away. “Hush up!” Carl commands. “These walls aint exactly soundproof.” He starts to slowly push in again. “Wait wait wait!” I whisper. “I think I need some magic.” Carl pauses as I uncap the bottle. I’m met with a sweet, yet acrid chemical smell. “Just place the bottle under you nose and inhale a bit. It’s like smelling salts… for your asshole.” So I place the bottle under my nose and take a deep sniff. The warmth soon floods over my body and I feel tingly and a bit dizzy. I also notice a pressure at my asshole. A slightly burning, stretching feeling, and a fullness inside. Somewhere in my brain, I realize that Carl’s huge penis is starting to make it’s way inside me. I also dimly realize that it hurts a bit, but I also kinda don’t mind that it hurts a bit. “Oh my god…” I exhale. “Just you wait, kiddo. I ain’t even CLOSE to being all the way in. Take another whiff and we’ll see how far I can get.” With a few more inhalations of the brown bottle and some steady pressure from Carl, he slowly starts to make forward progress. Carl has one of those dicks that is ramrod straight and hard, but not like steel. There is still a little sponge to the head and shaft. Like he’s 95% hard and rarin’ to fuck. Soon I feel my ass stuffed to the point of tearing. I also feel a dull pain inside where evidently Carl’s prick has hit bottom. “Ouch,” I tell him. “I think that’s as much as I can take. Maybe you should pull out now.” “You mean like this?” he says, as he slowly starts to retreat out of me. The long pullout is intense and makes me shudder as his meat drags across my prostate. “Oh FUCK me that’s good!” I manage to croak out. Carl doesn’t pull all the way out. Instead, he leaves his head parked inside and adds more Vaseline to his dick. Then he starts the long, slow slide back in. His dick moves more easily this time—like either I’m relaxing more or the Vaseline has finally slickened me up enough. Carl bottoms out again, and backs out again. Rinse. Repeat. And I occasionally hit the bottle for relaxation help. After a few minutes, he pushes in to the stopping point again. “Kid, we gotta get past this point. I’m at your second ring and I got a good two inches left of dick to give you. You need to trust me that once I get past this point, you are gonna find the true meaning of Christmas. So take a good whiff and relax for me.” I do as I’m told and I exhale and will myself to relax. I feel Carl’s massive head pushing deep inside my guts. It hurts, I’m not going to lie. But in a weird way. Like, it’s both a sharp and dull ache inside me, but there is a pleasure quotient that is also undeniable. He pushes ever so slowly and the pain builds, and then… Joy to the motherfucking WORLD! “Now THAT’S a good boy!” Carl exclaimed. “You just made my secret ‘special’ Naughty List!” The feeling when his head breached that deep deep place inside me? I honestly don’t know how to describe it. Once his head popped in—I felt his cock slide easily all the way to the root inside me. The brief intense pain was replaced by pleasure that nearly caused my knees to buckle. “Oh… my… God… Oh……. My……. GOD!” I gasped. Carl stayed buried inside me and made small movements back and forth and around, and all of it was pure pleasure. Then he slowly withdrew, maybe about midway, and then pushed forward again. This time his head popped in with only a little resistance.” “Now you’re opening up. I told you Santa had a big ol present for a special boy!” I was now freely hitting the bottle and getting more into the fuck while Carl started to slowly pick up tempo. I honestly lost track of time in my haze, but before long, Carl was really giving me all of this dick. Like slowly pulling out until only his head was inside, then shoving in until his bony hips slapped my muscle butt. “Wow, I can’t believe I’m taking it all!” I groan. “Yeah, all the precum I’m leaking has lubed you up inside so your guts are slick. We can get to fuckin now,” he says. Carl then started to fuck and snap his hips forward. That’s when I felt the first ball slap. As promised, his balls swung forward and tapped mine making me gasp. “Oh!” The feeling both startled me and turned me on. “Told ya, kiddo. My balls will really get to slapping you now.” And they did. More bottle snorts, more relaxation, and I caught myself in the mirror again. This time I watched. It was like I was watching one of the porn scenes I so frequently jacked off to. Only I was also feeling the pleasure from the fuck at the same time. The guy in the mirror was gooned out all the way, tongue lolling out, drooling on the table. Fucking back onto Santa with every thrust and having his balls slap repeatedly into his balls and taint. And Santa was gripping the guy in the mirror’s hips hard, as he hungrily watched his cock disappear repeatedly inside the young guy’s ass. “Oh Christ kid, you’ve got me close!” Santa says. Carl keeps fucking me with all of his might and I swear I feel his cock get harder. Like that extra 5%, which translated into like another half inch of dick and some extra girth. I’m feeling every damn thrust from him and my insides are starting to ache mightily. His balls are also tightening up, as they’re now only slapping into my taint, which is oddly working up my own orgasm. I know what’s coming (or so I think) and the small, intellectual part of my brain is saying “don’t let this stranger cum inside you.” But the animal side of my brain has fully taken over now and I find myself willing him to cum. I WANT to feel him cum inside me. I DESERVE it after all. “You ready for your gift Kyle? Santa has a special gift for naughty boys!” His eyes lock on mine in the mirror. “It’s coming. Do you want Santa’s gift? Tell me you’ve been a naughty boy. Beg me for your gift!” “Fuck yeah, Santa! I’ve been so fucking naughty! Letting guys fuck me. I want your special gift for Christmas! Please Santa?” “Here it come’s boy! A gift you’ll never forget!” And with that he thrusts one more time, hard, and buries himself deep inside me. And I feel it. I feel him cum. The throbs of his orgasm cause his cock to press deeper inside me and stretch my hole. I feel every spurt. Every dick twitch as he unloads all the way up inside me. The feeling of him cumming inside me pushes me over the edge. This entire time I’ve been rock hard and leaking precum everywhere, but I haven’t once touched my dick, and neither has Carl. But we didn’t need to. Carl is still spurting inside me when I arch back and start launching my load. I’m proud to say I completely spackled that makeup mirror and table. It was running down in streaks like a scene in a horror film. Carl saw it and just chuckled. “I’m gonna have to clean that before Eric comes in tomorrow,” he says. Now that I’ve cum, the realization of what I’ve done is starting to set in. I start to panic a little as I pull off Carl’s softening dick. When he slides out of my ass, a large blob of cum drips out of my hole and hits the floor. “Oh my god! You fucked me. You CAME in me! What the fuck was I thinking?? Jesus, you tricked me you fucking [banned word]!” I spat. “Now now, Kyle, don’t get chippy. You wanted this. You know you did. And hell, I just bet in a couple days you’ll come back to visit Santa because that ass will be craving another Christmas gift.” I start to reply but am cut short by a PA announcement from the Mall. “The Mall will be closing in 5 minutes. Please make your way to the exits.” “Better get going home to Mom, kiddo,” Carl says with a smirk. “Hope you enjoy your gift. Oh, and if you want more, you know where to find me. Maybe next time I can arrange for another Santa too? I know Terry the black Santa here would love a shot at that ass.” I pulled up my sweats, threw on my shoe and beat feet for the exit… and home. I beat myself up the entire drive home, cursing Carl and my stupidity. I dashed past mom while apologizing for being late and ran to my room. As I lay in bed, I tried to forget what had happened at the mall. But my sore wet ass was a constant reminder. As was my relentless boner that took jacking off 3 times to make go away. And yeah- I thought about Carl’s cock breeding me every time I jacked for the next 4 days. Until I went back to the mall on Monday evening….

Had the first ones at 11, about a year after i start shooting my loads

Thanks for the trip report. I agree, Amsterdam is still tops for me too. Wish Club Church still had Hello Pozzums. 🤤

My partner and I have been together for 7 years and we both experienced a sexual awakening together, discovering our piggy sides, him becoming more top and me his bottom. we started monogamous, very good sex and his big dick was a huge turn on for me (11" and thick) but then on a drunken night out a waiter started cruising us and we ended up having a 3way, both of us plowing him, raw and loaded him good. It was an eye opening moment and the next day we started the process of taking Prep. Started having more 3ways, playing with couples we know are open and very quickly I realized how much I love getting my hole loaded and how much joy it brings him to watch me being used. Fast forward a couple of months later when we went to Berlin and had some good raunchy fun at the FSM, he orchestrated men after me to use me as he cheered them on, it was the first time in an orgy kind of situation but I went first as white hood cause we didn't know what to expect. after that time all hell broke loose, we started having more fun, he organized gangbangs where I was the only bottom, all raw and taking load after load. We've built in our house a huge playroom and played with 40+ men that uses me. And the best part is that when it is all finished, and I am a complete mess with a gaping hole, dripping cum, piss and sweat from all over my body, we have the most intimate, mind blowing sex together, him marveling at my cummy hole and we share good mouthful cum kisses till he drops the last load in me, his is always the first load and the last load of the day! I am getting emotional just putting this into writing 🥰🐷

In my opinion there is no one always right answer It all depends random can be hot because it is sluttier - old school sleazy taking/ giving anonymous cum and then if there is an audience (at the baths or bookstore) having other guys see just how much of a whore you are can also be a huge turn on but other times… a regular who you know- you know how far you can go with him (or how far he can go with you) how hard - they know just how to hit that spot to drive you nuts … they know just what to say or not say, and what else you are into (nips, pits, rough, etc) Something that only someone who knows you would know… and that just sends you over so … it all depends on what you need at the time

I welcome ATM, why not. The hard dick is coming out of my ass! For me ATM gives the top a break for a few minutes before they go back to using my ass, if they pull it out and stick it in my mouth, a few times it's all good with me.

Agree, tops choice, he will do what he needs or can depending on how well lubed the hole is.

My Boyfriend in high school was a lad named Chip, and he was a right proper slut, with a big bouncy ass a deep hairy crack and a perfectly carved out cock milkin butthole with great muscle control. He told me had been practicing since he was about 12 using phalluses he crafted from things around the house, he was particularly proud of one made from a bottle of Pierre Cardin Aftershave, shoved in a torn off stuffed animal leg an encased in multiple layers of condoms mounted on a toilet plunger. Chip said his best find was his dad's wood turning lathe tools, they had big undulating hard knobby handles, perfect for getting fucked stupid in a standing position. He quit his favorite tool and went birddoggin for real dick after his dad almost died when a greasy handled chisel flew out of his hand and missed his head by a few centimeters

Why I didn’t get married. I was a high school nerd. If my nose wasn’t buried in books I was practicing in the band room. I even played the nerdiest instrument, bassoon. In public school sex ed the pictures were so bizarre to me that I thought women got pregnant by their nipples touching men’s nipples. I was so amazed to learn the real deal in high school sex ed that I got 100%. I remained a nerd through university rarely leaving my study carrel in the library. It was beyond amazing that I became engaged during my third year. We were both nerds. Although we engaged in heavy petting until I came, we had never ‘done the deed.’ I went to Tip Top Tailer’s to buy my wedding suite. No rental for me. She was making her simple gown from scratch. The sales attendant was a handsome, tall, slim Italian. His Mediterranean tanned olive skin looked amazing against the white starched collar of his dress shirt, and I have always loved paisley neck ties. His dress slacks were cut to emphasize his gorgeous bubble butt. He had a winning smile and chatted casually with me for a few minutes to learn what I was there for and my thoughts about my image of the perfect wedding suite. He was in no rush as we were the only two in the store. Then he said, “I’m Leo, we went to high school together.” I couldn’t place him, but he continued to smile so I guessed I hadn’t offended him. Together we picked out a smart navy-blue double-breasted suit jacket with matching dress slacks, white shirt and a red, white and blue angle stripped tie. He assured me the jacket fit perfectly right off the rack; but, the slacks would need taking in to fit correctly on my very slim frame. He’d also need to measure leg length for a cuffed finish. I was shown into the changing booth and instructed to put on the trousers and shirt. When I was ready, I stepped from behind the curtain. Leo had removed his necktie and undone the top three buttons of his shirt. I now had a great view of his smooth muscular chest and one of his dark perky nipples. He stood behind me and almost hugged me as he measured the circumference of my waist. I began to worry when he measured my hips that he would notice I was chubbing up. By the time he crouched in front of me to measure my inseam I was at full mast. I’m a grower which gets to a sizable appendage and even contained in my underwear was quite visible from his vantage point. Looking from my crotch up to my face he proclaimed; “Well your lucky woman must enjoy riding that.” My nerd self blurted; “Oh no, we’ve never had sex … I ,,, I ,,, I’ve never had sex.” “I knew you were a book worm; I didn’t realize you were so old fashioned.” Leo laughed. I must have been beat red with embracement. I was flailing myself; ‘Why did I tell him that?’ Next thing I knew he was standing in front of me unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and pulling the shirttails out of his slacks. He then started to unbutton the shirt I was trying on. “What are you doing?” I cried. “My shirt has been tailored to fit better.” Leo said. “You are about my size and shape. I’m letting you try it on to see if you want your wedding shirt fitted.” He stepped behind me, helped me the rest of the way out of my shirt before helping me into his. Huggin me from behind he fastened the buttons, loosened my pants, and tucked in the shirt tails. He made it seem like an accident, but his fingers brushed over my erection. No guy had ever touch me like that before, I was afraid I’d cream instantly. His face was now so close to my ear I could feel the warmth of his breath. “Mmmm, you smell great. Your Colone suits you.” He was almost whispering. “Um … um … no Colone … must be my …‘Timberwolf’ deodorant.” I stammered. “Nice!” he nibbled my ear lobe. He must have only then remembered where we were, pulling me into the changing stall being, sure to close the curtain. Still hugging me from behind fingers from his hand stroked through my chest hair. “How do you like the fit?” His voice couldn’t have been more seductive. “The fit?” I stuttered. “Oh, yea, the shirt. It feels amazing.” “So do you.” He continued to play with my chest hair as his other hand returned to unbuttoning the shirt and pulling out the shirttails. I was soon shirtless with his bare torso pressed against my skin. I couldn’t remember a time I had felt so good and so safe. I looked down to see his masculine arms wrapped around my hairy slim belly. I felt as if I was melting into his skin. Then one of his hands started opening my pants, lowering my fly. “What are you doing?” I once again cried. “Getting you out of these clothes so I can suck your cock. You ever have your cock sucked before?” His seductive voice pressed against my ear, “Um … awe … no …. never.” He was now crouched in front of me. I involuntarily stepped out of the pants as he removed them. As he started to lower my underwear my swollen uncut boner popped free and hit him under the chin. “Fuckin A!” Leo crooned. “Ready for your first?” “No?” my voice weak and hesitant. “Your ‘no’ isn’t very convincing.” He had me. “Yes?” even more hesitant. “Let me make the decision for you.” His tongue licked the precum from my piss slit. Hearing no protest from me his lips started pushing back my foreskin. He began to suck on my exposed mushroom head. My hands involuntarily moved to the back of his head. He freed his mouth and said, “I’ll take that as permission.” I could no longer tell if he was starting to devour my engorged cock or if I was pushing deeper and deeper into his skull. The warmth and wetness of his mouth and throat were intoxicating. When my hairy balls hit his chin, my orgasm exploded. Blast after blast stared shooting beyond his tonsils as if directly into his stomach. Clearly his swallow response couldn’t keep up and he began to sputter and spit as he chocked. I was like a deer caught in headlights. I froze and tensed holding his skull impaled on my ridged tool which continued to spasm. When he could take no more, he forcefully pushed my whole body away from him freeing his windpipe. When he realized hot cum was still shooting from my cock his lips encased my cock head, and the remainder of my load filled his mouth. I was finally fully spent and way too sensitive to accept his suctioning lips any longer. I pushed his head away and only then realized what I had done. “Fuck, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help myself!” I cried. He could only respond by smiling with his whole face and happy saucer eyes gurgling “Aw love iiitt!” Point at me he continued to gurgle. “Yaw tuurnn!” “No way man. I don’t suck cock!” I protested vehemently. In response he spun me around, bent me toward the wall, spread my ass cheeks and planted his mouth on my ass hole. He proceeded to blow my cum into my hole and tonge fuck it in even deeper. I was too shocked to put up any resistance. Besides this bran new sensation was way too amazing to want it to stop. And stop way too soon it did! His mouth free to speak he proclaimed as he stood; “Don’t apologize. I loved you blasting off so soon and so deep. It’s your turn to get my load. Not in your mouth, your virgin ass! Now you’re so well lubed can I breed your ass?” His cock head was already teasing my hole. “No!” I screamed. “I’m getting married.” His left had had found my cock which was getting harder by the moment. “You may say no but your cock betrays a different story.” “Fuck Leo, what are you doing to me?” “Just giving you what you want, what you need!” he insisted. “Tell me you don’t want to feel my cock up your hairy ass.” “I don’t?” my damn nerdy hesitant voice again. “You’re not convincing me.” His damn seductive voice. “No?” why was I hesitant? His hard cock was putting more pressure on my hole and I wasn’t doing anything to stop him. “At least … wear a condom?” I was beginning to relent. “That will hurt more, I don’t think you want that.” He reasoned. I certainly didn’t want it to hurt. I tried bargaining; “Are you clean?” Surely, he wouldn’t breed me if he had an STD. “Honestly, I can’t promise I fuck around a lot.” His hand was still on my engorged cock which twitched at this statement. “Mmmm, clearly my promiscuity turns you on.” Three involuntarily twitches. “Your horney cock betrays you, my friend.” “At least promise me you’re not HIV positive.” My bargaining chips were getting weaker and as the pressure on my hole increased my resistance weakened. “Been poz for five years.” He confidently confessed. I ‘assumed’ by five years he’d be on meds and undetectable. I knew from high school sex ed that undetectable guys were the safest. Undetectable equals untransmutable. The bottom line was this had gone too far for me to resist any longer. The teasing at my virgin ass was more than I could bare. “OK, have your way with me Leo. Truth be told, if I’m going to lose my anal virginity, I want it bareback. I need it bareback. And don’t pull out. I need your cum in me.” I blurted. “Are you sure?” His damn seductive voice. “No?” my nerdy hesitant voice. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He said as his raw cock head breached my ring. I was in too much pain to argue the point “Holy shit, that hurts!” “Just breath deep, and push like you’re taking a dump.” I tried but it still hurt like hell. A small brown bottle appeared like magic under one of my nostrils. The other was pinched closed and I was instructed to breath deeply. After three inhales the bottle was moved to my other nostril and the pattern repeated. My body was flooding with warmth, my ass stopped hurting and relaxed, and I was hornier than I had ever been in my life. My heart pounded with excitement. Leo proceeded to deep fuck my virgin ass knowing the signs of utter release and surrender. One of his hands covered my mouth to try and stifle my grunts and groans each time he bottomed out inside of me. There was pain, but the pleasure far exceeded it. I didn’t want this to end, and I knew like nothing before that this was exactly what my body and soul needed. “Fuck me, Leo. Harder and deeper … own my ass, make our bodies one!” It wasn’t long until he was back quietly speaking into my ear with his now raspy voice. “You are nearing the point of no return. Are you sure you don’t want me to pull out? Sure you didn’t miss a question” “Yes! I’m sure! Breed my virgin ass!” I couldn’t feel the volley after volley after volley of his cum pumping inside of me; but, I couldn’t miss the powerful contractions of his manhood on my battered ass and tender guts. I was so proud of myself for riding this out to completion. Then I remembered we weren’t quite finished. I spun around, dropped to my knees and vacuumed his dripping cock into my mouth. I sucked it clean and when he pulled it away complaining it was too sensitive, I finally saw the stinging scorpion tattoo shrinking on the top of his poz cock.

Honestly Danny. Stay Neg as long as you can. That is just my opinion.

Part 10 fucked into the family Tj lubricated his brother with shaving cream and started shaving his chest, Liam stayed nice and still but had every effort to control himself. After about 15 min Tj finished shaving Liam's chest and legs. Then Tj smeared Liam's cock and balls with shaving cream to make these also nice and bald. But Tj watched as Liam came more and more under the influence of the X and began to change. Liam began to moan and was now out of control. L: hmmmm, ohhhhh, I want to become such a good slut bro. I want to become like you and serve master. Will I be able to make master happy bro. Liam started rubbing his just shaved chest with his hands. L: I am a smooth shaved slut. Hmmm I want so much to suck master's cock, to feel him deep inside me T: shut up now, and stand still or I will cut your cock with the razor. Tj gave Liam a tap against his tense and sensitive balls and Liam groaned for a moment from the rush of pain that went through him. T: If you well behave, willing and good slut will make master happy. Listen to him carefully and do everything he asks and he will reward you little brother. He will let your true nature come out and take over your whole being. L: oh I want that, I really want that. I want to be like you and be able to pleasure his cock. T: do you really want to be like me brother. L: mmmmm yeah, I really want that. Liam was totally into the chems and was horny as hell. T: so do you want to become a pozz slut like me and feel his virus flowing through you. A dirty pozz cum hungry whore who wants every guy's toxic load in his pussy. Although Liam had heard the words pozz and virus, still they didn't really penetrate him. What did penetrate him were the words cum and every guy's load in his pussy and Liam started fantasizing out loud while Tj was now shaving his ass. L: oh yeah brother, I want his dirty load in my pussy. I want to become his pozz whore and any guy's cum he can offer me. L: I want to be such a good slut, a dirty cum whore. Tj watched Liam with a big grin on his face and watched his brother turn into a bitch before his eyes who would get on his knees for any guy to suck him dry or offer his pussy. When he was done shaving, Tj still rinsed Liam's ass before straightening him back up and letting him look and admire his new self for a moment. Liam saw himself in the mirror and got even hornier than before. L: oh my god, I am real slut bro. Will master be happy with my slut body. Tj kissed his brother and then licked his nipples. T: I think so brother, if you want to show him that you are a real slut. Then crawl on all fours to him lick his feet and tell him you are ready to serve him L: oh yeah, I'll do that brother. I want to be such a good slut for master. Liam sat down on all fours and Tj pulled the chain. Liam followed and Tj went to the bedroom where Peter was already waiting. Liam crawled to Peter's feet and started licking them. Peter looked at Tj with a big grin and Tj winked at Peter. P: what's up slut, do you want to spoil master's feet. L: I want so much to be a good slut for you master. I also want to become pozz pig like Tj and serve you the same way. Peter's grin turned devilish P: is that so slut. Do you also want to feel our virus flowing through your body. L: yeah master, I want to be the best slut that there can be. P: our virus you have to earn boy. You don't just get it. If you really want it you will have to prove yourself. Just stand up so I can inspect you. Liam stood up straight and Peter looked at Tj's shaving. P: You did that nicely pig. Peter took hold of Tj and began to kiss him firmly. Liam looked at it and felt shortchanged and wanted Peter to kiss him too and with his hands he tried to push Tj away. But Peter pushed Liam away and patted him around the ears. P: no slut. You need to know your place. I decide what happens here and who gets what. Understood. If you want to be the best slut you have to know your place. Liam was startled for a moment but still wanted to be the best slut there was. L: sorry master, sorry. Peter opened Tj's penis cage. Get on your knees slut and thank my pig for shaving you so nicely. Liam got on his knees and started sucking his brother and saw how Tj was still kissing master. Peter took hold of Liam's head and pushed his head forward so he got all of Tj's stiffening cock in his mouth and started to gag. P: you are going to have to learn that boy if you want to become a real slut. Peter let him suck Tj's dick for a while longer before letting him suck his dick. Tj had to sit on all four. Liam had to lie under Tj and lick Tj's balls. Liam watched as Peter pushed his fat cock against Tj's sphincter and slid in easily. The desire for master's cock increased for Liam each time he watched the cock slide in and out of his brother's pussy and heard how Tj enjoyed it. P: do you also want this fat cock in your pussy slut. Liam had a hard time speaking with his brother's balls in his mouth but Peter could hear that he wanted it too. Peter pulled his cock out of Tj's pussy and took hold of a thick dildo and threw it on the floor next to Liam. P: If you can get this smoothly into your cunt, I will fuck you again. Before that, you can forget it. Liam looked at the dildo and knew he would not get this into his pussy easily. P: with looking at it it won't work slut. Liam placed the dildo with the suction cup on the floor and placed the tip against his sphincter and wanted to sit on it but quickly noticed that it would not work and started moaning. P: what's up slut. Is it not working. L: no master. But P: what am I with a slut that can't even fit a dildo in. Pig show your little brother how to do it. Tj took Liam's place and smoothly slid the dildo into his pussy. Liam looked at it wide-eyed and felt embarrassed. P: what are we going to do about that slut. L: I will try until it works master, I promise. P: I should hope so. Peter gave Liam a pat on the ass and sat down on the bed. P: come on start it slut. Tj cleaned off the dildo because he didn't want his brother to get infected with his virus this way. Liam tried again but again failed to get the dildo past his sphincter. P: give him a shard for in his pussy pig, and let him snort some poppers. Maybe then this pathetic slut will manage to get a dildo in his pussy Tj took some shards of Tina from the pouch that lay on the nightstand and handed them to Liam. Liam looked oddly at the crystals and didn't quite know what to do with them. P: you shouldn't look at those rocks so weird slut, you should put these in your cunt so you get hornier and your cunt gets hungrier for that fat dildo, and you can let it slide inside. P: you want masters fat cock in your hole, don't you. Liam was impressed by Peter's changed behavior into a super dominant man who was humiliating him, but he love was so enchanted by Peter that he wanted so badly to please him by being the best slut there could be. He did as Peter said and pushed the shards of Tina into his cunt and pushed them as deep as he could. It wasn't long before he felt a burning sensation coming on and he wanted to start moaning but Tj didn't give him the chance and pushed his stiffened cock into Liam's mouth. Liam understood why Tj did that and Liam swallowed his “pain” and sucked on his brother's cock. Liam closed his eyes and he felt his body getting hornier and hornier and how his cunt began to respond to the shards he had pushed in. Liam began breathing more heavily and began to sweat heavily. With his free hand he felt at his sphincter which was glowing, felt much looser and wanted to suck his finger inside. Liam began to moan and felt his cunt yearn for the dildo. Tj quickly shoved the poppers under Liam's nose and let him sniff it well a few times. Liam began to fly higher and higher and when he placed his sphincter on the tip of the dildo something magical happened. His sphincter opened like a flower and allowed the tip to slide in. Liam started moaning heavily from a shot of pain he received and jumped up for a moment more. P: Just relax slut, and that dildo will naturally slide into that pussy of yours. Tj quickly smeared some lubricant on the dildo and on Liam's pussy and let him sniff the poppers again. Liam lowered himself again and, once again, his sphincter let the dildo slide in. This time Liam had no pain and let out a deep sigh when he felt the dildo slide in. Liam lowered himself completely and felt the dildo slide deeper and deeper into his pussy until he could go no further. Liam let out a loud moan and keen asking approval to Peter. P: If you were expecting applause slut then you are wrong. I'm not impressed at all yet. That dildo should be able to slide into your hole by itself. If you want me to fuck your cunt later, start riding that dildo now as if your life depended on it. Got it. Liam did as Peter instructed him and began to ride the dildo, at first it was still a little uncomfortable and he felt that his sphincter was still tight but after a few minutes he began to feel that his sphincter was getting looser and looser and the dildo was sliding in more easily. Liam felt himself getting better and hornier. He closed his eyes and as he let the dildo slide in and out of his pussy he stroked his nipples and willed himself to pull on his trapped cock. Peter stood up and came to stand in front of him. P: hmmmm, that already looks better slut. But if you want me to fuck you you will have to make me hard. Liam immediately opened his mouth and took Master's flaccid cock into his mouth. Liam wanted to start sucking but noticed that his mouth was filled with Peter's piss. P: Drinking slut. I will give you my fluid and you must drink it. If you want to become my slut you will have to learn to swallow all my fluid. Liam struggled to swallow the flood of Peter's piss. He just managed not to have to spit it out and when Peter stopped emptying his bladder, he felt Peter lovingly stroking his head. Liam immediately felt better again when he felt the gentle touch of his master. Did he not do so badly after all. P: hmmm you didn't do bad little pig. We'll be able to make a real slut of you after all. Now make my fat cock hard so I can inspect your cunt. Liam began eagerly sucking Master's cock and watched as Tj and Master began making out with each other again. But this time Liam was not jealous, he got to suck Master's cock and that gave him all the satisfaction he needed, because in his cunt was still the fat dildo and for a moment Liam felt like the luckiest slut there could be. When he had sucked Master's cock stiff, Peter pulled him straight and the dildo popped out of his pussy. Liam immediately felt the empty feeling in his cunt and began to moan. Peter pushed him onto the bed and lay down on him. He placed his glans against Liam's gaping sphincter and pushed his fat cock inside. Liam felt his cunt being filled and pulled up by Peter's cock and the moaning turned into a feeling of supreme happiness. P: This one sure feels better than that dildo, doesn't it slut. L: oh fuck, oh yeah master. Thank you, hmmmmmm your cock feels so heavenly in my pussy. P: sure master's cock feels heavenly in your pussy slut. Any cock will feel heavenly in your cunt. Should I take you to a sauna you would be the biggest whore around because you would offer your cunt to anyone, wouldn't you slut. Tell me what an cock whore you are and that you would let anyone fuck your cunt. L: oh yeah sir, I'm a big whore and would let any cock fuck me. It is so nice to feel a cock sliding into my cunt. P: will you let master sell your cunt slut, will you let master make money from that cunt of yours? L: oh yeah sir I will earn a lot of money for you with my cunt. You may sell my cunt sir so it can be fucked constantly. P: I like to hear that slut but I will have to train your cunt a bit first so that a cock can slide in smoothly isn't it. Because customers of a whore expect to have a sloppy hole. L: hmmmm, yeah, give me a sloppy hole sir so I can make you proud. Tj gave Liam a pat on the ass. T: you are such a dirty whore, little brother. Make master real proud of you. L: hmmmm yeah. Peter began to thrust more firmly into Liam's now loose cunt. P: Are you going to let your daddy know that you have become master's slut when he comes to get you. L: fuck yeah, I am going to tell daddy that I am your whore and slut and I want to stay here and make money for you with my pussy. P: that's it my slut. P: master will fill up your pussy now slut. Enjoy it. Liam felt master's cock begin to squirt into his pussy and his hole filled with master's cum. After Peter regained his strength for a moment, he pushed another shard or 2 into Liam's pussy and a butt plug. He put ankle and wrist straps on him and tied him to the bed. P: take those VR glasses dear and put them on the slut's head. Tj did as Peter asked him and put the Vr glasses on his brother's head. Peter started the program with his computer and they left Liam alone in the room. T: what are the Vr glasses for. Peter looked at Tj with a grin P: those VR glasses are for reprogramming his mind and brain. A program is now playing that makes it clear to him what his new purpose in life is. That he loves cock, cum, piss, serving men and that he is a real sub serving a real alpha male and has no will of his own anymore. T: does that really work. P: it works, but he will have to do it a few times. It is like hypnosis, he is in a trance and willing through the chems. The new ideas will suppress his old thoughts and take over everything, so his consciousness will change and he will think he has always been this way. Once he is ready he will eat completely out of our hand and do anything we want and question nothing. He will then want nothing more than to give a blow job and offer his ass to a real man. He will never want to be dominant again but always put himself at the service of real men who will be allowed to use him. His previous life will be like a distant memory for him and he will submit completely. He will love getting hurt and will do anything we want because he will no longer have a will of his own. Tj started grinning and kissed his lover. T: that's why I love you so much. P: hmmm, come here my dirty piggy so I can play with your pussy some more. Liam lay on the Vr glasses all day and when he Tj dropped him off he was completely exhausted. Tj tucked Liam into his bed where he spent the entire night reliving the flashing images and sounds again. Liam's thoughts were overwritten little by little and his new personality took over. So almost 2 weeks passed and by the time Rob and his wife returned Liam had been transformed into an unscrupulous Tina and G slut who would do anything to get a shard or slam and have his cunt filled with cum. Liam's mind was completely taken in by Tj and Peter and he would do anything for them. Liam was under the influence of chems almost all the time and, like Tj, walked around the house naked. He had already fully adjusted to his new lifestyle. He made sure his cunt was fuckable at all times and his cunt could also already almost slide a fist inside. The tight sphincter had completely disappeared and Liam was now the bearer of a still negative but sloppy hole. Through the constant imbibing of the Vr glasses, Liam did begin to long more and more for the moment when he would become pozz and the wait for it would soon be rewarded. For Rob had sent Peter that he would come and get his son. Tj had noticed that Peter had begun to treat him differently over the last two weeks, he was still his slut/slave and lover but he noticed that his role was no longer the slut at the bottom of the ladder but that he had moved up so he was gaining more and more trust from him and was also allowed to do more, he was also allowed to decide what happened to Liam when Liam and Tj were alone. Tj was above Liam and Liam was subordinate to Tj and that felt good to him. Peter had not yet let Rob know what had happened to Liam and what his son had become in the meantime. That would be a surprise for when he came over. Also, they could then have a session together with the newborn slut and they could Pozz him together. Rob stood at the door and rang the bell. Peter opened and welcomed Rob. P: how has the trip been. R: good, how did it go here. Did that bitch behave himself. P: yeah he behaved himself. R: were you able to transform him into a cock hungry slut? P: go see for yourself, he's in the living room, he's waiting there. Rob walked on to the living room. When he entered he saw how Tj was enjoying in the sofa how there was a naked dude eagerly sucking his cock. Rob saw how the naked shaved slut enjoyed sucking on the cock and heard how he slid the cock deep into his throat and began to choke on it. Rob snuck closer and saw that it was Liam and felt in his pants how his cock was starting to get stiff. Rob got extremely horny from seeing his two sluts of sons working on each other and started squeezing his cock. R: Look what we have here. What happened to you. Liam looked up when he heard his father's voice. Normally he would have been embarrassed to death and would have walked away but the imprinting of the Vr glasses, the chems and the acceptance of his new existence did not embarrass Liam. Liam looked at his father with big flying saucers and a slutty and horny look. L: hello daddy R: what are we doing here boy. Are we sucking Tj's cock nicely ? L: yeah daddy, Tj and master have such a nice cock to suck. Since I have been here daddy, I have found my true calling. R: is that so boy. And what is that calling then L: to be a whore daddy, a dirty pain whore. R: hmmm, I like to hear that my boy. Has Tj made a nice pozz whore of you yet my boy. L: not yet daddy. Liam started moaning L: but I want it so bad daddy. I want to be a pozz whore so bad. Let him make me a pozz whore daddy, I'll be a good boy then. Rob gave a firm pat on the Liam's ass. Liam groaned and looked at his father's fly and saw how in his father's pants a fat stiff cock was showing off and the water was coming into his mouth. L: can I suck your fat cock too daddy. I will spoil your cock nicely with my mouth and if you want you can also fuck my pussy. HMMMMM Liam's eyes swirled around in his head and the Liam of a few weeks back would never have spoken to his father this way. But Rob was pleasantly surprised by the changed Liam sitting in front of him. He squeezed his cock once more, took hold of Liam's head and looked deep into his eyes. R: do you want this toxic cock of Daddy's in your mouth son and do you want to feel Daddy's infectious babies swimming in your pussy. L: oh yeah daddy please. Rob looked at Liam with a devilish and hungry look and took hold of his short shaved head and pushed his face into his crotch. Liam smelled the blissful smell of unwashed cock through his father's jeans and licked along the cock on the jeans with his tongue. R: Have a good smell of Daddy's dirty toxic cock you dirty whore. Then you can spoil daddy with your mouth and ass. Liam started moaning again and watched as Tj started making out with his father. Peter was watching the whole time with his cock in his hands at the horny scene going on in his living room. Rob undid the button of his pants and his stiff cock jumped out. Liam had the dick in his mouth in a split second and Rob pushed Liam's head towards him so that the dick disappeared all the way down his son's throat meanwhile he was making love to Tj. Liam was well evolved by now and could already suck throat deep. R: hmmm that's it son. Keep sucking daddy's cock. Tj and Rob were still making solid love and Liam continued to suck both cocks well. Rob took hold of his youngest son and pulled him straight and started kissing him firmly now. Liam felt his father's hands go down his back to his ass and take hold of the jaws of his ass and squeeze it. Then he felt a finger from his father go to his sphincter to see how loose his cunt already was. Rob's finger immediately disappeared into Liam's sloppy hole. R: Such a sloppy hole you have son. Hmmmmm. Daddy is proud of you. Rob spat in Liam's face and then licked it back off. Liam groaned and held his mouth open and his tongue out slightly. Rob sucked on Liam's tongue for a moment then kissed him back fiercely. R: sit down on all four boys so I can inspect your pussies. Liam and Tj sat down on all fours next to each other and Rob sat behind them and gave all two of his sons and pat on their asses. R: Peter do you have some candy for my naughty boys. Peter nodded and pointed to the bag that was on the coffee table. Rob took the bag and took out 1 shard for Tj and 2 shards for Liam. R: do daddy's boys want a nice piece of candy for their pussy from daddy. Liam and Tj meanwhile had already started kissing each other again and shouted at the same time L T: fuck yeah daddy. Rob simultaneously pushed the shards into his sons' pussy and he continued to keep his fingers in their pussy to feel the shards melt and their pussy begin to glow. It wasn't long before Liam's pussy began to glow and that he began to drive against his finger. R: yeah fuck yourself on daddy's finger you dirty son of a bitch Liam began to moan and Peter handed a double dildo to Rob. Rob immediately knew what to do with it. He pushed one half into Liam's cunt, and he left Tj on the other end and pushed this into his cunt. R: fuck each other nice boys and let Daddy enjoy the show you will give him. Liam and Tj began moving their asses each back and forward causing them to slide the dildo into the other's pussy. Rob came to stand in front of Liam and made him suck his cock back. Peter did the same but on the other side with Tj. Rob bent over and gave another slap on his sons ass cheeks. R: fuck yeah boys. Make daddy proud and show me what cock hungry boys he has. R: does this one also drink piss Peter, or haven't you been able to teach him this yet. P: empty your bladder and see what happens, I'll empty mine too then mine can have a sip too. R: fuck yeah. Rob growled and let his bladder run free. Liam felt his cock-filled mouth now also fill up with his father's piss and eagerly let it flow in, Tj's mouth also filled up and like a trained slut he too let it all flow in. Rob let his sons ride the dildo for a while before straightening and kissing them both again. P: come let's go to the playroom there we have more options. R: This is your house here Peter, I will follow you. Peter walked ahead to the playroom and Rob followed along with Liam and Tj. R: this looks well furnished Peter, you can certainly keep the sluts busy in here for hours. Peter grinned and took a filled syringe from a drawer. P: will you give Liam his slam or will we let him do it himself. R: let me shoot him to the stars. After that we can corrupt his pussy. Liam was pushed onto the bed and lay down. R: give me your arm boy. Liam gave his arm to his father and felt him put a tourniquet around his biceps. Then he felt a small prick and watched as the clear liquid in the syringe turned red with his blood. L: oh yeah daddy, slam me and then infect my pussy with your toxic cum. Rob looked into his son's flying saucers and kissed him. R: fuck yeah boy. We're gonna infect your pussy with our dirty cum and make pozz whore out of you. Liam felt the liquid disappear into his arm and quickly got a short gasp. It was not the first time he had been administered a slam and knew what was about to happen. First he had to cough vigorously and then all the inhibitions he still had expired and he became back to being the supreme whore who wanted to feel all the cock in the world in his cunt. L: oh fuck, oh fuck I'm such a dirty whore. Fuck my cunt daddy. Stick that dirty fat cock in my cunt and squirt it full of your toxic cum. Rob growled as he watched his son squirm and beg on the bed like that. Tj, meanwhile, was sucking Peter and now also sat down on all fours next to Liam. Rob got behind his sons and pushed his stiff cock into Liam's pussy first and immediately began to fuck him firmly. Liam moaned with pleasure and began making out with Tj again. Peter settled into a seat and enjoyed the spectacle. Rob gave a few pats on Liam's ass which was now starting to look nice and red and pushed some of his fingers into Tj's pussy which was still waiting to be filled. R: ride against daddy's cock boy. Let me feel how you enjoy feeling your daddy's cock in your pussy. Thank your maker with your cunt for the slut life he gave you. Liam started riding his ass against Rob's cock and moaned with pleasure. L: yeah daddy, you have such a nice cock, hmmmmmmm Peter threw a toothbrush at Rob. P: if you want to Pozzen him with Tj later you will know what this is for. Rob winked and pulled his cock out of Liam's pussy and pushed it directly into Tj's all at once who now also started moaning loudly. Rob took the toothbrush and inserted it into Liams pussy and began to scrub the walls of his hole with it. As he fucked Tj he saw how the brush began to hang full of blood and he took it out and threw it away and gave Liam another pat on the ass. R: We are going to make your ass pozz tonight boy. You can be sure of that. Liam who was flying high started moaning. L: yeah daddy, I want to get pozz so bad. Rob pulled back his cock from Tj's pussy and lay down on the bed. R: come ride daddy's cock boy. Liam threw his leg over Rob, took hold of his cock and pushed it against his gaping sphincter and let the cock slide into his bleeding cunt. Rob grunted loudly and Liam started going up and down on his father's toxic cock. Tj also crawled onto the bed and got behind Liam and pushed him against his father's belly. Rob began kissing Liam again and Liam felt Tj push his cock into his cunt with his father's for the first time. Liam's cunt was now filled with his father and brother's cock. R: hmmmmmm, fuck yeah. This is the perfect father and son getaway and daddy's greatest fantasy. R: let's make him pozz together son. Let's fuck him in the family. Liam felt his pussy being pulled fully open how hu was now completely full of cock. Tj quietly began to set the pace because he wanted to enjoy this for a while anyway. This was only the second time he had fucked a cunt again since he was under master's control. This time Tj was calmer and enjoyed fucking an ass more. So Liam's ass was already not as tight as Nathan's a few weeks ago. Tj heard how Liam moaned with every thrust he gave and it also thrilled him immensely that he and his father were fucking his brother. Tj's dark side came back fully to the surface and he pounded Liam's ass, not as a slut but as a novice master. Peter had straightened up and come to stand next to his slut and whispered in his ear. P: is it nice honey to fuck your little brother. Tj kissed his partner and looked deep into his eyes. Rob took over the pace and growled loudly. R: what will your mother say boy, when she sees that you can handle more cocks in your cunt than she can handle herself. L: oh yeah, oh yeah I'm such a dirty whore mommy. Fuccck T: hmmm yeah sir, his pussy feels nice and warm and moist. P: are you going to fill him up with your toxic cum and make him pozz together with your father T: fuck yeah. Hmmmmm T: do you want our infectious virus whore. Beg us for string of virus and infect you. Tj slapped Liam's ass again and Peter growled. P: that's my boy, command him. Make him beg for your virus. R: come on whore beg for our virus. Beg to be filled with dirty toxic cum. L: oh fuck, fuck yeah. Daddy and brother fill me up with your infectious cum and make me pozz I won't last otherwise if I'm not pozz. T: here it comes brother, your last moment as a negative whore. I'm going to squirt my toxic load into your guts. Both Rob and Tj felt they were going to squirt and started breathing heavily. Liam was in utter ecstasy as he felt string after string being squirted into his pussy by both his father and his brother and after they finished and took a breath, Tj fell onto the bed next to his father. Liam crawled back and his father pushed his head to his cock. R: Lick the bloody cocks clean boy and taste how the cocks taste that just infected you with their virus. Liam didn't have to be told twice and eagerly took his father and brother's cocks into his mouth. Peter took a seat at Liam's bloodied and cum-filled pussy and pushed his cock into it. P: I'm going to massage that infectious cum into your guts a little bit whore, so the virus will definitely get into your blood. Liam's cunt had become so loose from the double fuck that he only noticed he was being fucked every time Peter slapped his balls against his ass when he thrust. Liam was licking his brothers and father's cocks so vigorously that their cocks were starting to get stiff again. Liam noticed his fathers and Tj dicks getting stiff again and eagerly sucked on. R: apparently the little one wants another turn son. Are you ready for the second round. Tj growled, he wanted to fuck his little brother again but his own pussy was itching too and he was also craving his father's cock. T: I'll pump the little one full again and you dump your cum in my pussy daddy. I want a reload of your cum too, you should treat your sons equally. Rob growled. R: you are right dirty pig. You are very right I have to treat my two sluts of sons equally. Peter who by now was reaching his high point was growling loudly, Tj who by now had straightened up in bed kissed his master intensely as he dumped his load into Liam's sloppy hole. Tj: save some more nice cum for me master. I want your cum in my pussy tonight too. Peter who was catching his breath slapped Tj's ass and squeezed it firmly. P: hmmmm I will fill that cunt up nice and nice tonight pig. i will show you all sides of the room. Cause we need to celebrate you first spreading your virus. Peter made way for Tj who pushed into Liam's wet cunt with his stiff cock. Like a horny slut, Liam moaned as he felt Tj's stiff cock slide into his cunt. But Liam couldn't moan for long because Peter pushed his limp but dirty cock into his mouth to lick it clean. Rob took a seat behind Tj and pushed his stiff cock against Tj's gaping sphincter, spitting on his cock once more to moisten it a bit and then pushing it all the way in at once. This was another new experience for Tj in a long time. Tj moaned with pleasure every time he felt his father thrust into his pussy, and with every thrust Tj got, Liam also got a thrust from Tj in his pussy. Tj was tremendously aroused by the situation he was in and felt that he was going to squirt immediately. He fell down on Liam's back and let the cum spill out of his stiff cock as his father began to fuck him harder and harder. Rob gave several pats on Tj's ass and pounded Tj's ass harder and harder. R: You dirty whore. Your cunt is still heavenly to fuck. Peter looked at Rob and grinned. P: how does it feel to be able to pump both your sons full of your dirty cum. R: fucking awesome. You trained them well Peter. Fuck slut, I'm going to fill up your cunt. Rob growled and emptied his balls into Tj's cunt. When they had all regained their strength, Rob let Liam lick his cock clean some more. Rob watched his youngest son who was still on cloud nine lick his cock clean. R: are you going back home with me later, slut. L: can I stay daddy, master wants me to work in his whorehouse and I want to thank him so much by making lots of money for him. R: is that so. Do you want to become a real whore boy. L: oh yeah daddy, I want it so bad. I want so badly to offer my dirty cunt to every man R: you dirty whore. I always knew you would become a whore. R: what should I say to your mother. That you're a dirty pozz whore and you're not coming home anymore. L: yeah daddy tell her. Tell her that her son is a dirty pozz whore and that he has found his true calling. R: I'll figure out something better. You just make sure your pussy makes enough money. L: I will do that daddy. P: you can visit him as much as you want. Peter winked at Rob R: I certainly will. Just make sure he can come home decently once in a while because otherwise you'll definitely get in trouble with my wife. Peter started laughing. P: maybe we can put her to work too. R: that dried out cunt. I fear it. Tj took Liam to his room, shoved another shard of tina and then a butt plug into Liam's cunt. T: you still deserved those dear. Now let our virus corrupt your negative cells so you become a proud pozz whore. Liam's eyes turned in his head and was ready to fall into a trance. L: I long to become pozz bro. I want to feel you and daddy's virus running through my veins. T: rest now and in a few weeks you will be a proud pozz whore. Liam subsided completely and closed his eyes. Tj left the room and went downstairs where his father was ready to leave. R: let me know when he's in his transformation, and I'll stop by again to celebrate his birth. P: I'll keep you posted. Rob left and Peter took hold of Tj and kissed him. P: I'm proud of you honey. The first time you spread virus, it made me incredibly horny to see you busy. T: thank you master. Peter took some shards out of his pocket and held them in front of Tj's nose. P: on your knees pig, just because you were allowed to spread your virus doesn't mean you are no longer under my control Tj quickly got on his knees and felt master push three large shards into his cunt. T: thank you master. Peter clicked a chain on Tj's collar. P: follow me pig. We have something more to celebrate. Tj followed him to the playroom, Tj had to sit in the middle of the room on all fours and got a shower of Peter's piss first. Tj felt his pussy begin to glow and the warm glow spread over his body. It wasn't long before he began to fly and his pussy started moaning to be filled. T: fill my pussy master, it longs for your fat cock. Tj felt Peter give him several slaps against his ass. P: surely I won't have to teach you any more manners pig. T: no sir, sorry sir. P: that's better. Tj got a few strokes of the whip first and then his ass was turned nice and red before Peter started playing with Tj's pussy. Liam had woken up to sounds coming from the playroom and had gotten up and was standing in the doorway looking horny. Peter hadn't seen it at first because he was busy with his faithful pig. But after he heard moaning moans from Liam he looked to the doorway and saw a cock-hungry Liam standing there playing with his nipples. L: may I play along master, I'm so horny. P: to your bed slut. It's not your turn. All you can get are some pats on that dirty ass of yours. Liam obeyed and went to his room disappointed and heard how Tj was enjoying what Master was doing to him. Through the moans and the sound of the bed squeaking with every thrust Master gave Liam fell back asleep anyway. So the days and several weeks went by, Liam was being trained more and more to work in the whorehouse until the moment Liam began to feel sick. Liam was in his transformation and after he had been seriously ill for the first few days it did begin to improve. When they tested him and got a positive result he was ready to leave for the whorehouse.

I call everyone in the Alphabet Community The Skittles, Skittles Community or depending on age, the SkittleKids that covers all the flavors and all the colors.

I was very young on the farm (7 or 8 ) me, my brother and sister would go to the barn when the Vet would come to Breed a cow. He would put on a Shoulder length Rubber glove lube it up , put his arm as far as he could up it's rectal passage,then pull it in and out several times cleaning the shit out with each stroke, until he could get shoulder deep. Then He would take the plastic straw full of Semen (that he kept in his mouth to keep the semen warm) in the cows pussy then squeezed a rubber bulb injecting the Semen deep in the Uterus. we thought the cow enjoyed it, one day the Vet left the trunk of his car open with a full box of shoulder length rubber gloves, I took a few handfuls . and started practicing putting my arm inside the cows ass. one day i thought i was in the barn alone my older brother caught me shoulder deep in a cow, only thing he said was "would you let me do that to you" I pulled my arm out of the cow, showed him where i was hiding the rubber gloves and vet lube he gloved up and started fingering me, I loved it then we started flip fingering each other. then my sister had to go to the hospital for a while and learned what enemas were, then we learn how to make an enema from a large milker hose. then it was enemas and gloved fingers was great even though i had no idea about cock and anal sex then.

I usually put in a dip of Copenhagen and use lots of Cope spit for lube

Had a good weekend. On Fri after work I hopped on sniffies and immediately had someone hitting me up. I went to his house and he had a couch setup in his garage to play on. I sucked him hard and lubed my ass with spit before bending over the couch for him. He stuffed it in and started fucking me nice and hard. At one point he said he didn't think he was going to come so I started encouraging him by telling him to fill my ass with his cum. This mustve did the trick to really turn him on as he started fucking even harder and within a min he started unloading in me. I got up and got dressed and as I was about to leave I asked if he could meet at that time all the time and he said no as his boyfriend was usually home then lol. I told him his boyfriend could join and he said he try to set it up, fingers crossed. Then sun I found an older daddy that I had sucked off before and invited him over to the house. He only wanted sucked is what he said but I figured I'd try to change his mind. He came in and I got on my knees and started sucking him and after a min he was nice and hard. He told me he wanted to fuck but wasn't sure he could stay hard so I told him the only way to know was to try. I got on my knees and spit lubed my ass and he worked himself in never once getting soft. He only lasted a min or two but he was pretty good and blew a huge load in me. He left and literally told me it was the hardest he's ever orgasmed so I'll take that compliment. Hopefully we can meet again. All in all a good weekend .

for various reasons i hadn't been fooling around for a couple of months. perhaps i got rusty? 😜 out of town for thanksgiving i decided to do door unlocked waiting. i'd done similar at home or at a hook up's but never in a hotel before. no sooner had the headless anon torso w the big dick dmed "almost there" i suddenly began to panic. alone in a strange town? what was i thinking? it wasnt even a hotel but a small B&B so the other guests were like roommates, able to hear. if he tried to rob or beat me, would i call for their help? i needed a plan just in case my luck was up. best case scenario, he was legit but would the str8 couple from the midwest still look me in the eye at breakfast tomorrow? face down ass up in the dark, i heard the front door open, the footsteps on the creaky old steps, the ridiculous haunted house like squeal of my room's door and then the presence behind me, the sound of belt being unbuckled, pants being unzipped.. this was it, the moment it went in one direction or the other i felt the hand squeeze an ass cheek, then come down w a hard smack. the plop as a hefty schlong landed atop my crack. the deep "just so you know what you gonna be gettin" followed by a few more dick slaps on ass. i could hear lube being applied and then the fat head pressing against my hole. i'd like to say i winced in pain when he entered, but who am i fooling. the whole thing just slipped right in as i savored the raw dick of a complete stranger, no questions asked, bare up my ass. fucking is one of the few tasks i've been able to get close to mindfulness on. just relishing the in n out sensations not letting my mind rush ahead or away. no sounds but the increasingly ragged breath of us both. just as things got heated, he spoke for the 2nd and last time "you want this load? tell me you want this load! get ready! ah ah ah" then the beginning but in rewind: the plop of a fat cock dropping out of a stretched hole, the zipping up, the belt buckled, the squeaky door, the receding steps, the closing of the front door and then just me.. alone, in the dark, ass up, full of an unseen stranger's cum.

When sucking in public places I prefer a facial I love parading a load in public for all to see

[think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/breed-and-leave2/

Cleaning a man’s cock and balls actually heightens the pleasure I have had from taking their cock and seed.

Part 2 Mitch tried to relax and enjoy the first post-prison shower he had had in the past five years but struggled to shake the sight of the obvious tent in Daniel’s pants. Both guys had always dated women and although Mitch had fooled around with a couple guys in the pen, he considered himself straight and figured Daniel was too. So why was Daniel so fucking hard? It wasn’t long before Mitch realized thinking about Daniel’s boner was starting to give him one. He quickly turned the shower off, threw on the new clothes Daniel had bought for him and steeled himself to not think about Daniel’s cock anymore that night. “I’m going to go out there and hang with my BUDDY and maybe he will have arranged some pussy for me and that is what is happening”, he told himself and he left his room and went to find his friend. Mitch found Daniel laying on the couch, zoned out while scrolling on his phone and as he entered the room he cleared his throat to signal he was there. Without moving a muscle Daniel looked at up at his buddy and Mitch noticed the most devilish grin began to form across Daniel’s face. “Well goddamn bubba, you still clean up pretty fucking well, don’t you? Come here and make yourself comfortable and stop walking around like this isn’t also your place now. You’re nervous as hell in here and it’s killing the vibe dude”. Mitch was a little surprised at how frank Daniel was but once again found himself clearing his throat -a nervous tick of his since childhood – before responding “yeah, sorry man, this is just all a lot. Seeing you, being out, this fucking insane penthouse I’m in, dude even these clothes you got me – bro, it’s just a lot all at once”. Daniel nodded his head, clearly debating something in his head but as he rose from the couch it was clear whatever the debate was had been settled. “Mitch, I can only imagine. And so, you know what? We are about to get really fucking high. I am going to get you higher than you have ever fucking been. And we are going to have an incredible night, and all that other shit isn’t going to matter. Be right back, going to grab the favors”, Daniel said as he walked to his room. Mitch smiled thinking it was kind of cute how innocent his friend was. Laughing, Mitch yelled so Daniel could hear him “You call weed favors bro? Back in my party days you know that’s what we called meth, right?” Daniel turned the corner with a bubbler in one hand and torch in the other and as he approached his friend, he blew the biggest thickest cloud Mitch had ever seen. “Yeah, I’m familiar” he told Mitch as he got close and extended the bubbler and torch towards him. “Your turn bubba, time to cut loose”. Mitch stood frozen, blinking at his friend. After Mitch dropped out of college, he got heavy in the partying scene but hadn’t smoked in years and if someone had told him Daniel partied, that Daniel got spun, Mitch would have pissed himself laughing. “No fucking way you smoke this shit Dan. You know why I stopped partying and blowing clouds? No? Well, let me tell you, dude. Bro, I stopped because this shit turns me into a different guy. It turns me into an animal”. Daniel laughed and made a “grrrr” animal noise, but Mitch stopped him. “Bro, I’m serious. I become a fucking animal. You been partying for a while? Well then you must know what tina dick is….well, that’s not something I ever had to deal with. For me it is the opposite. I hit the shit and I’m hard as a fucking rock instantly. That shit is like smoking Viagra for me. And dude I get so horny that I have to fuck. Don’t get it twisted and hear me wrong Dan – don’t think I’m saying, ‘I want to fuck’. No bro. I have to.” Daniel rolled his eyes and shoved the bubbler into Mitch’s hands. “Cool bro. Hit this shit and stop being such a little girl, goddamn”. Mitch smiled at his friend thinking that the shit made him a bit of an animal as well. Mitch shrugged his shoulders and under his breathe mumbled “fuck it, let’s see what happens” and then heard the familiar click of the torch. As soon as he heard the click, he felt the tina. He hadn’t even hit the fucking thing yet but could already feel it. As Mitch took his first hit and felt the smoke enter his lungs, he felt alive again. He could feel his heart racing and his mind began to slow down. And his cock. Fuck, his cock was already getting hard. And he didn’t care. It felt too good to give a fuck. The boys passed the pipe back and forth, each getting hit getting them both high and higher, each puff more spun. Daniel and Mitch sat in the dimly lit room, the only sound being the stupid reality TV show on in the background. Daniel had always been meticulous about his appearance, but tonight, his shirt was wrinkled, and his hair slightly tousled—signs of a long day and an even longer night ahead. His eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were now glazed over, reflecting the crystalline substance they’d just ingested. Mitch, on the other hand, looked like he hadn’t slept in days. His muscular frame was tense, his jaw clenched as he rolled another tiny rock of meth between his fingers. The dim light caught the outline of his chiseled face, casting shadows that made his usual gentle giant appearance look a bit dangerous, a bit menacing. He glanced over at Daniel, noticing the way his friend’s hands trembled slightly as he reached for a small vial, he pulled from one of the coffee table drawers. “You ever hit poppers?”, Daniel asked his friend as he took off the vial’s cap, stuck the vial under his nose and took in one hell of a hit. “You good, man?” Mitch asked, his voice a low growl, almost predatory. Daniel nodded, though the movement was slow, heavy with the weight of the drugs coursing through his veins. “Yeah, man. Just… give me a minute, alright?” Mitch smirked, leaning back in his chair. “Take your time. We’ve got all night.” The poppers hit Daniel hard, sending a dizzying wave through his body. He breathed deep, feeling the rush, the warmth spreading through his chest. It was enough to make him forget the tension between them, the unspoken words hanging in the air like smoke. Mitch watched him, his eyes dark and hungry. He stood abruptly, towering over Daniel, who was still trying to catch his breath. Without a word, Mitch grabbed the front of Daniel’s shirt, yanking him up so their faces were inches apart. “What the fuck, Mitch?” Daniel spat, trying to shake off the disoriented feeling. But Mitch’s grip was iron, holding him in place. “You know what I want, Daniel,” Mitch growled, his voice thick with anticipation. “And I know you want it too. Admit it.” Daniel’s heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline mixing with the meth, making his head swim. He tried to pull away, but Mitch’s strength was overwhelming, his muscles rippling under his skin as he held Daniel firmly against him. “I… I don’t…” Daniel stammered, but the words died in his throat as Mitch’s lips crashed down on his own. The kiss was rough, bruising, and Daniel could feel himself swaying on his feet, the drug-induced haze clouding his judgment. Mitch pulled back, breathing heavily, his eyes locked onto Daniel’s. “I warned you dude. I have to fuck. I told you this would happen. And I know you do want it, don’t lie to yourself.” Before Daniel could respond, Mitch slammed him back into the wall, pinning him there with his body. The impact rattled Daniel’s bones, and he winced, the pain sharp and startling. Mitch was so much bigger, so much stronger, and Daniel found himself at a loss for how to escape this situation. “Let go of me,” Daniel demanded, his voice trembling despite his best efforts to stay calm. Mitch chuckled, a dark, menacing sound. “Not yet,” he whispered, his breath hot against Daniel’s ear. “Not until you beg for it.” With that, Mitch’s hand slid down to the waistband of Daniel’s jeans, pulling them open with swift efficiency. Daniel gasped, his mind racing, trying to think of a way out, but the meth and the poppers were working against him, slowing his thoughts, dulling his senses. “Mitch, please…” Daniel pleaded, his voice barely above a whisper. But Mitch wasn’t listening. In one fluid motion, Mitch shoved Daniel’s pants and underwear down to his knees, exposing him completely. Daniel shivered, mortified by the vulnerability, but Mitch’s grip stayed firm, keeping him in place. Somehow during the commotion Mitch had managed to lose his pants and when Daniel saw Mitch’s cock for the first time he was stunned. It was huge and it was hard as a fucking rock. “Look at you,” Mitch murmured, his voice dripping with lust. “So fucking perfect”, he growled while slowly stroking what Daniel imagined had to be at least 8.5 inches of cock with one of the biggest, fattest cockheads he had ever seen. Daniel could feel Mitch’s cock pressing against his thigh, thick and hard, and the sight of it made his stomach twist in knots. He knew what was coming, and part of him wanted to scream, to fight back, but the drugs and the poppers had him spinning, leaving him weak and helpless. “Mitch, no… I can’t…” Daniel’s protest was half-hearted, his body betraying him as his cock twitched, responding to the dominant presence of the man holding him captive. “You will take it, every goddamn inch,” Mitch said, his voice a low, guttural command. “And you’ll learn to enjoy it”, he growled as he wrapped his hand around Daniel’s quickly hardening cock and gave it a squeeze. “Well fuck bubba, looks like you’re already enjoying it” he taunted, and then smacked Daniel’s ass so hard it was sure to leave a bruise. With that, Mitch grabbed the bottle of poppers with one hand while keeping Daniel pinned against the wall with the other. “I’m not going to sugarcoat this dude. This is going to fucking hurt at first. You’re going to feel like I am literally splitting you in half bro. And I’m not going to be gentle. So here, you’re going to need these” he said as he handed Daniel the vial. “Please, don’t…” Daniel whimpered, his voice cracking as he struggled against Mitch’s hold. But it was no use. “Relax,” Mitch ordered, his voice calming, almost soothing. “Let me in” he said as he wrapped his muscled-up arms around Daniel and brought the tip of his cockhead up against Daniel’s hole. “Fuck Dan, so warm, so tight. Open up for me man. Make this easier on yourself and try and open that hole for me bro”. Daniel could feel Mitch’s cock head throbbing against his hole and with each throb Daniel felt shivers throughout his body. Daniel shook his head, panic rising in his chest. “No, Mitch, it’s too big…” But Mitch wasn’t listening. He had found Daniel’s lube and was greasing up his cock while keeping Daniel pinned against his will. Daniel felt Mitch’s hot breathe on his neck as Mitch whispered in his ear “You know I love you bro. And I’m going to prove it. Usually when I’m this fucking twisted and spun, I’d just shove my meat inside the closest hole. No prep work, nothing for the hole. But for you man, well, here” he whispered as he shoved two lube covered fingers inside his friend, a swift action that was met with a scream of desperation from Daniel. “Fuckkkkkkkkkkk goddamn bro fuckkkkk that hurts! Fuck Mitch get your giant fucking fingers out of me that hurts like hell” Daniel screamed. With the palm of his hand Mitch shoved Daniel’s face against the wall and held it in place while he reached for the bag of crystals. Mitch opened the back to take out a shard and coated it in lube. Daniel watched from the corner of his eye as Mitch readied the crystal for his tight hole. “Here bro, this will help. It will burn like a mother fucker at first, but it will help. And bro, honestly, watching your struggle like this and scream like I’m killing you is so hot it’s making me leak. So, keep it up, you know well as I do nobody can hear you in the huge fucking apartment. Scream bro. Cry like a little bitch. Make this even hotter for me” Mitch said as he spread Daniel’s cheeks and began to rub some more lube on his friend’s hole. Knowing what was coming, Daniel quickly unscrewed the poppers and took the biggest hit he had ever taken. And just as the poppers began to hit, Mitch entered his friend once again, his two fingers slamming the shard of tina deep inside Daniel. Once again, the halls of Daniel’s apartment were filled with his desperate screams. “Told you hearing you yell like that was just getting me off more bro. Wasn’t lying dude” and with a swift, brutal thrust, he pushed inside, forcing his cock for the first time into Daniel’s unwilling hole. Daniel screamed, the pain searing through him, white-hot and unbearable. Tears welled in his eyes as he writhed, trying to escape the relentless invasion. “Shh,” Mitch whispered, his voice a mix of satisfaction and concern. “Take it. You can take it.” Daniel sobbed, beating his fist against the wall, his body tense with the effort to endure the brutal stretching. But the drugs were doing their work, and slowly, his body began to yield, the incredible pressure easing just a fraction. “That’s it,” Mitch encouraged, sensing the change. “You’re taking it so well.” Daniel felt something strange happening inside him, a shift in his perception. The pain was still there, but it was becoming… tolerable somehow. And beneath the agony, something else stirred, something he didn’t want to acknowledge but knew was pleasure. “Fuck…” Daniel moaned, his voice hoarse and desperate. “Oh God…” Mitch’s grip tightened, his hips snapping forward, driving deeper into Daniel. The sensation was overwhelming, and Daniel couldn’t help but arch his back, pushing himself further onto Mitch’s cock. “That’s my boy,” Mitch growled, his voice thick with pleasure. “You love this, don’t you?” he asked as he reached around and grabbed Daniel’s cock, giving it the slow full strokes he knew would bring him the most pleasure. Daniel’s mind screamed in denial, but his body betrayed him. The poppers had done their job, opening him up, making him crave the intensity of Mitch’s thrusts. He could feel his cock hardening in Mitch’s hand, the drugs and the pain combining into a potent mix of arousal and pleasure. “Yes…” Daniel gasped, his voice trembling. “More… please…” Mitch’s laughter was dark and triumphant. “Beg for it, Daniel. Beg for my cock.” Daniel’s pride warred with his need, but the drugs won out. “Please, Mitch… fuck me harder…”, Daniel begged, almost screaming. Mitch didn’t hesitate. He grabbed Daniel’s hips, slamming into him with renewed vigor, each thrust hitting deeper, harder, until Daniel thought he might break. But he didn’t care. All he could think about was the raw, primal pleasure of being taken so thoroughly, almost split open so brutally by best friend. “You sure you want it harder?” Mitch taunted, his voice a twisted kind of affection.” He started to slow his strokes inside Daniel, barely moving he taunted “I thought I was too big. Thought you couldn’t take it bro?” “Please” Daniel whispered. “Please don’t stop. Please breed me. I need your load”. Mitch slammed inside him and almost pulled out before slamming in again, making Daniel moan and scream simultaneously. “We didn’t discuss you taking me load dude. You have to earn this nut, it don’t come cheap. You think you can take it bro? So far, you’ve had 50% of what I can do to do. I was holding back so I wouldn’t break you. But I think you want it. I think you want me to break you dude. Am I right Dan? You want to earn my load?” Yes!” Daniel cried out, his voice breaking. “Fuck me, Mitch! Breed me, rape my fucking hole!” Mitch grinned, his eyes dark and wild. “As you wish.” And with that, he plunged into Daniel with enough force to knock the wind out of him, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing in the halls of Daniel’s apartment. Mitch’s relentless assault on Daniel’s body left him breathless, his mind a hazy blur of pleasure and pain. The drugs coursed through his veins, heightening every sensation, every thrust, every groan that escaped his lips. He could feel the burn in his muscles, the stretch of his hole, but it was all overshadowed by the raw, primal need to be taken, to be dominated completely. “More…” Daniel gasped, his voice barely more than a whisper as he tilted his head back, exposing his throat to Mitch. “I need more…” Mitch’s eyes glinted with something dark and predatory. He reached into his pocket, pulling out the plastic bag filled with white crystals. Without hesitation, and while still deep inside Daniel, he dumped a line on Daniel’s shoulder, snorting it up greedily. Daniel watched in a mirror, his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. He needed it. He needed the high, the rush, the oblivion and pleasure that came with it. “Please…” Daniel whimpered, his face turning around to meet Mitch’s eye. “Give me a bump bro…” Mitch smirked, a cruel twist of his lips that sent a chill down Daniel’s spine. “Beg for it,” he said, his voice low and menacing as he slowly slide in and out of his friend. “Beg for what you want, rich boy.” Daniel’s eyes fluttered closed, his resolve crumbling under the weight of his current circumstances. “Please, Mitch… I need it… I need you… I need your cock…your load, I don’t just want…I need it” Mitch’s grin widened, and he grabbed Daniel by the hair, yanking his head back until their eyes met. “That’s right,” he purred. “You need me. You need this.” He shoved the remaining crystal into Daniel’s hand, watching as he scrambled to get it into his nose, snorting it up with a desperate intensity. The drug hit Daniel like a tidal wave, washing over him in a surge of euphoria. His vision blurred, his senses heightened, every touch, every sound, every taste becoming amplified tenfold. He felt Mitch’s hands on his hips again again, rough and commanding, and steeled himself for the assault he knew was coming. Mitch began to pump into Daniel, pulling all the way out and slamming back in, each time making Daniel moan with a pleasure never felt before. Mitch continued to destroy his friend’s hole for hours. Both men drenched in sweat Mitch pulled out of Daniel completely. Daniel had never felt so empty, he hated existing without Mitch inside of him. “Lay on your back,” Mitch ordered, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to vibrate through Daniel’s entire being. Daniel complied without hesitation, laying on the couch and spreading his legs wide, giving Mitch access to his hole knowing it was about to destroyed. Mitch got on his knees and in between Daniel’s legs, his heavy, musky scent filling Daniel’s nostrils, making his stomach flutter with anticipation. He could feel Mitch’s presence looming over him, a predator ready to strike. “So eager,” Mitch mused, his fingers trailing down Daniel’s stomach, sending shivers up his back and finally grabbing Daniel’s rock-hard cock. Mitch began to stroke his friend and immediately Daniel’s cock started to leak precum. “You really do love this cock opening you, don’t you?” Daniel nodded, unable to find the words to answer. All he could think about was the cock that was about to fill him, the domination that was about to consume him. He needed it. He craved it. “Tell me. Tell me you love this cock. Tell me you want me to cum inside you. Beg me for it”, he taunted. Daniel quickly sat up meeting Mitch’s face, his big blue eyes wider than ever staring directly into Mitch’s. Both men sat staring into each other, searching, longing, the only sound their long ragged breathes and their wild beating hearts. Daniel kissed Mitch, grabbing him by the back of the head and bringing him close so that their lips would meet, tongues exploring each other’s mouths, their hands grabbing, caressing, holding each other’s faces. Daniel pulled away from the kiss, his hands still forcefully holding Mitch’s head and staring into his eyes once again as Daniel told his best friend “I understand what you said earlier about needing, not just wanting. You taught me that tonight, bro, what it means to need not just want. I need your load. I need you to empty it inside of me, open me up, put it so deep inside of me it becomes a part of me. Right now, and for the rest of my life I exist to take your load. Nothing else matters. I am begging you dude, please give it to me.” Mitch didn’t waste any time. His eyes wilder than anyone had ever seen them, he pushed Daniel back down on his back and grabbed the bottle of poppers from the coffee table. Mitch took a hit and handed them to Daniel. “Don’t stop hitting these until I tell you”, he told him. Daniel nodded and began to hit them. “Don’t stop”,” he told Daniel. “More, more, keep flying bro”. When he saw Daniel’s eyes began to flutter, he knew he was ready. Taking the bottle out of Daniel’s hand he grabbed Daniel’s legs and drew him close and with his hard cock once again pressed up against Daniel’s hole he slowly entered. The moan that escaped Daniel’s lips was unlike anything either of them had ever heard. Daniel was flying, higher than he had ever been and with the intense hit from the poppers and Mitch once again forcing his tight hole open, he felt an ecstasy that felt almost unhuman. Daniel started to stroke his cock in tune with Mitch’s pumps until Mitch slapped his hand away telling him “I didn’t say you could touch your cock. If it gets stroked, I stroke it, and you take it, that’s the deal” which only turned Daniel on more eliciting another wild moan. Mitch spit in his hand and grabbed Daniel’s cock, stroking his friend while he pummeled his hole. Mitch looked down and admired his friend’s body, soaking in how sexy Daniel really was. Mitch looked at Daniel’s face, twisted in a pleasure pain combination that he knew his cock was giving him and he asked “Dan, who owns you, bro, who owns this fuck hole I’m about breed?”. Daniel met eyes with his assaulter and responded, “You bud, always and forever you!”. Mitch grinned, “that’s fucking right, now get ready to be loaded up dude” and with that Mitch started a hard fast wild assault on his hole that literally left Daniel breathless. His screams and his moans became continuous, and he too felt himself close to the edge, about the explode as Mitch continued to stroke his cock. “Here it comes bro, all this nut is about to be deep inside you dude, and you fucking earned it, took my like a fucking champ and made me so fucking proud” Mitch said as he released a deep guttural moan and began to pump his load deep inside Daniel. Wild eyed and still flying Daniel screamed “Fuckkkk dude I can feel your cock exploding inside me! What the fuck bro I can feel it filling me up! Oh my fucking God never stop”. With an eerily similar guttural moan, a noise that only the most intense pleasure can create, Daniel began to cum, shooting his load so hard it took every bit of energy he had left to not pass out. After both men had finished Mitch leaned down to kiss Daniel, holding his face in his hands while resting his forehead against Daniel’s. “Well, I’d say that was some welcome home, huh bud”, Daniel joked. Mitch grinned, kissed his friend again and laid down next to him on the couch, his arms wrapped around Daniel and holding him tight. He sighed and whispered into Daniel’s ear “I wonder what comes next”. Neither man said another word, the only sound their exhausted breath and hard beating hearts, both falling into the deepest most right sleep either had ever had, in each other’s arm where both felt they were meant to be.

Body shaming, and ageism is so awful sometimes! I love men and they cum in all shapes, sizes and ages. I live in an "older" area, a lot of retirees from the north and my Dom and Master has been really great in helping me learn to appreciate all men and we go a lot to Slammers or Ramrod where they seem to have older members and (I think) I'm really good at making guys feel sexy and also HIV knows no "type" so He's really open to who ever uses me whether it's just a quick dump or something overnight and regular because there's such a stigma still associated with HIV and even more so in the gay community when you're a gifter/chaser/collector.

He turns off his head lights and waits as a car pull up next to him, the guy he was going to hook up with and give him and his friend head. I open my door and he opens his he grabs my head and pushed his dick through his basketball shorts and I can smell his foreskin and balls his cock head his swelling and I pull his shorts down and my nostrils get slimy with the guys precum. He now engorged and I open my mouth wide and slobber all over his Nob. I feel his buddy’s hand slide down my pants and start finger me. He finds out I’m so wet with cum because I was fucked at school in the gym and I made me so horny I needed more. He pulls down my pants and turns me around I start sucking his cockmwhichnwas already poking out of his zipper and I feel a wet cock head stretching my cunt. I moan and his buddy just thrusts his cock further down my thoart I gag and cock on all the pre cum he’s leaking out. I can feel my hole being stretched to the max as the cock pushes in the girthiest base, I can feel so much presser on my prostate. The guy fucking me starts to pinche my nipples I can’t help but cum into my hands. Then I can feel the cock inside me bury deep and start throbbing as the guy nuts in my guts giving loud grunts finishing whimpering moan. His buddy make me lube his cock with the jizz in my hands and when his buddy pulls out with a slosh. He pulls me over and fucked me missionary until he shots his nut deep inside my guts. Going to sleep full with an ass full of semen is the best feeling

“Holy fuck! I just made an ass of you and me. I assumed you were undetectable, but this tattoo tells a different story.” I moaned. “Did you just pump toxic poz cum into my ass?” “Nobody made an ass of me.” He retorted. “I just pozed your ass, but I gave you a couple chances to recant your choice.” “Why would you bareback me if you knew you were toxic?” I lamented. “Because it was fucking hot to see how far you would go. And clearly you went all the way. That’s on you nerd. Besides, it really wasn’t the point of no return. You’ve got a couple of days to get PEP (Post Exposure Prophylactic)” I used my finger to retrieve some of his cum from my ass and licked it off. “God, I must be crazy, I just want you to be fucking me again.” “That’s a pretty normal reaction to taking cum up the ass. We’ve all been there my friend.” He beamed. “But poz cum? Why would I want more poz cum?” I was baffled. “Oh, fuck man! Especially poz cum. It’s so addictive.” He assured me. “I’m off work in an hour. Come back and meet me here. I’ve got a specially treat to share with you.” When I came back, he took me to a gay bathhouse. We didn’t bother with a room. We stripped down at our lockers, and he took me directly to a sling. He helped me into it, fastened my legs and arms and plunged his raw poz cock into my swollen dripping hole. I was so relieved to have him in me again that I forgot I was on display in a public place. I also forgot his HIV status. He was soon pounding away at my hole. A group of guys began to form around us. Some reached in to touch his pistoning cock. I guess they wanted to be sure he was inside my ass raw. When he was ready to cum he broadcast to all within hearing range. “Here’s the second toxic poz load for your no longer virgin ass.” The audience went wild with cheering as he collapsed deeper into me, clearly painting my gut walls. He no sooner stepped away from the sling and a huge burley bear of a man plunged his raw cock balls deep into my dripping ass. He had a short thick cock and when he soon bred me, I felt every hot blast of semen spraying against my gut walls. Next was a tall super skinny guy with a pencil dick. Followed by a short hairy cub. Followed by s gorgeous muscle jock. Followed by an incredibly obese guy. Followed by a fiery ginger. On and on, they just kept coming, fucking me raw and shooting their loads deep inside me. When the mayhem stopped, I had no idea how many strangers’ loads were mixing deep in my guts and spilling from my stretched hole onto the floor. When he finally helped me out of the sling I begged Leo; “What the fuck have you done to me?” “You got in that sling of your own free will nerdy slut. Besides, since you’re going for PEP, you may as well have made it worth your while.” My next five days were consumed with elderly parent care, work and wedding planning with my fiancé. There was not a spare moment to get to a sexual health clinic and I certainly couldn’t tell anyone why I needed some time away. At the end of the fifth day, I couldn’t keep myself away from Leo’s work another moment. He was dealing with a customer when I arrived, so I nervously hung out near the back of the store until the customer left. Within a moment he had pulled me into the back room, dropped my pants. poppered me up and sank his raw cock deep in my famished hole. This was probably the fastest pump and dump in history, and I was elated. That was until he turned his back to me and dropped his dress slacks and underwear presenting his beautiful bubble but to me. “Hey nerd, how do you think I got pozed in the first place? Your turn to do my ass.” At first, I was thunder struck, then I realized my cock was rock hard. I’d never fucked anyone before, but I took to it like a fish swimming upstream. I could hardly believe my raw cock was inside Leo other than it felt so lovely and warm in there. Once again, I didn’t last long and was apologetically blasting away, this time inside his ass. He took me home after work and during the night we fucked two more loads into each other. I was pretty sure I was doomed to get sick within a week or two. It hit like clockwork, and I missed two weeks of work during which Leo nursed me back to as much health as HIV offers. I actually returned to feeling like my old self. Except I knew I wasn’t my ‘old self. I texted my fiancé that the wedding was off with no explanation. And I insisted that my older brother fly across the country to take his turn at caring for our elderly parents. I thought I had fallen deeply and madly in love with Leo. I wanted to marry him instead of my former fiancé. He knew I had fallen into madness and gently broke my heart by taking me to bathhouses and sex parties every weekend. He insisted that any and every stranger breed my ass often getting his ass railed right along side mine. I may have been a bright student for academics, but I was as thick as they come getting Leo’s message that he was not in love with me. It was when he began setting up dates for me to fuck other guys and coaching me on stealth pozing them that the proverbial ‘penny dropped.’ The first few were fun and exciting, I now had some pozing ‘notches on my metaphoric belt’ but deep inside it didn’t quite feel right. Then one night as I was raw fucking an unsuspecting victim on a dance floor a former fuck that I had pozed a month before came over to blackened both my eyes and broke my nose. I knew this was not a game for me and that I would never marry Leo. I quit my job, moved three hundred miles away, got a new job for an AIDS service provider, got myself on meds and spear headed the “U=U” awareness program for this new district. Oh yeah. I’ve never had a condom in me or on me and I both get fucked and fuck with abandon. I’m every bit, or even more promiscuous than my gay sex mentor Leo. The closest I’ve come to marriage is a series of trupples over the years, none of which restrict my cock and cum hungry ass.

during my 20's living in melbourne i was drunk a lot to get my confidence up to meet and/or hookup. one moment i'm dancing at a pub, poppers appeared, a few sniffs and i'd blacked memory then and woke up, legs akimbo getting fucked by a few guys at sex venue.... awesome

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Great hole that looks very tasty and inviting.

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Same here, not only do I love the taste of his cum (plus those who bred me earlier) with the mixture of my ass juices but I also feel it is my both my duty to clean his cock in respect and honor of him breeding my hole, and also feel like it's an extra award for me aside his load.

After reading through this topic I have realized that the sex offender registry should be alot LOT longer.

Happened to me more than once, first time was unexpected and I was basically drugged and raped but I did try several times with my partner in control, taking a sleeping pill and having him line up the men to use and breed me however they wished while I was passed out. Waking up with a sore hole, full of cum and all over my body without knowing how many used me is exciting!

Part 3 Driving home proved to be a struggle. Any bump or pot hole in the road caused a throb in my ass. I could feel a bit more of Papi's cum leak out. Thankfully being the early morning meant no traffic so I sped a little. I started undressing as soon as I got in the door with the intentions of hoping right in the shower. Bending over caused another throb in my hole that stirred my cock. I was still very high but my dick started to look normal instead of a shriveled tina dicklet. I reclined on my couch, propping my legs up and started jerking off. I looked up some porn, but a tinge of frustration crept in the back of my head as to why my dick wasn't as hard as normal. My frustration grew more when I didn't feel anything watching my normal videos. I skipped through a handful of them trying to find something to stir my cock. I had a mini flashback to a few hours earlier. I was shotgunning hits to Papi and he was coaching me to "smoke that tina." On a whim, I put in the search bar "smoking tina" and was rewarded with a page full of videos. The first thumbnails were of a guy sitting alone with a pipe and their fat cock. I clicked the first one and it was a short video of a black guy holding the pipe and torch taking a hit. He held it for a few seconds before blowing a thick white cloud down his chest onto his massive cock. The clip ended with him strocking his cock and a bead of precum forming on his head. I was stunned, it took me a second before I hit the replay button and re watched the video at least 15 more times. Something about that pipe, the massive cloud rolling down his body and his huge fucking dick got to me. Unknown to me, my right hand had wandered down my balls, past my taint to my hole. I had started rubbing it using the leftover lube and cum leaking out. I was shocked because it felt amazing. I pressed my hole harder, slipping a finger in to the first knuckle. I gasped feeling my hole get pentrated again and when I pulled out I could see my tip was wet. I brought it up to my face and I could smell his cum. My tongue reached out to lick my finger, it tasted salty but like Papi. I stuck my finger completely in my mouth to suck the rest off. "Next time I want him to cum in my mouth," I thought. "I want to taste it all." The next few minutes turned into me watching more videos of guys smoking and playing with their cocks. My hand returned to my ass to stick my spit slick finger in my cummy hole. I was digging my finger into my ass trying to get more cum out. I wanted to taste more of Papi's cum. Eventually I got so horny that my finger just stayed in my ass, playing with my prostate. I paused as I clicked on the next video which was a pov shot. I could see down this white guys chest to the second younger guy on his knees holding his cock. From the side, guy1 brought a bong and torch into view where the guy2 started sucking in the smoke. The bong and torch went away while I watched guy2 take all 7 inches down his throat. He deepthroated the thick cock with ease, pressing his nose in the pubes before exhaling a massive cloud out his nose. He started giving a deep blowjob, stopping every few strokes to nuzzle his pubes before coming back off. This went on for a few minutes. During that time, I added a second finger to my hole and was scissoring them in and out. I was amazed yet again how good fingering my ass felt. Subconsciously I wished that Papi was on the couch with me, his fingers in my ass while he encouraged me to get ready for his cock. By the time guy2 took a third hit, I had three fingers in my ass and was moaning so loud I couldn't hear the video. The video ended after that third hit and I was immediately onto the next, fingers thrusting in and out of my hole. By the third video, I stopped to connect my phone to the TV. I needed my left hand to finger my hole so my cum and lube covered fingers could jack my cock. I thrusted three dry fingers into my ass. Didn't think them being dry going in, the twinge of pain I felt made me hornier. It felt like the first time Papi shoved three fingers into my ass. I couldn't keep track of time. Over the next hour or so I watched several more videos. Each time I pictured myself as the guy taking those massive hits and blowing them out on each cock. I caught myself several times moaning out "Papi... Papi... Papi..." It was during one of those drawn out moans where I really started to finger bang my hole. I had closed my eyes and imagined myself a few hours earlier. I was on my back, Papi leaning over me and cock thrusting in my ass. I could feel my balls start to tighten up and the next slam of my fingers in shot ropes of cum out of my cock. I layed gasping as I pulled my fingers out of my ass. My dick stopped shooting cum and was dribbling out that last of my load. After a couple minutes, I realized how parched my mouth felt and the exhaustion in my limbs. Slowly picked myself up off the couch, turned off the TV and headed for the shower. I stopped in the kitchen for a tall glass of water and a banana to eat. The hot water felt amazing on my sore muscles. I soaped up and started cleaning my body off. When the washcloth reached my ass, the feeling it rubbing on my hole made me moan out. "Dammit! I'm too tired to do this again," I said outloud. I hurried to finish, wanting nothing more than to go to sleep By the time I crawled into bed, it was almost 8 am. The tina still in my system kept me up a bit more, replaying the events of last night. I was no longer a virgin but was amazed I lost it to such a massive cock. I drifted to sleep thinking I was back between Papi's legs, cock in my face and a huge cloud was being blown in my face.

Me too - I love giving a guy his first time. I'm not an overtly dominant top but I enjoy being in that position as the "leader" when I'm with a virgin for his first time. Plus their combination of excitement and nervousness is very sexy to me. The whole process of foreplay, teaching him what feels good for me, learning what feels good for him, stretching his muscles and being the first to feel the inside of his body is so nice. it sounds like Drew was a lucky lad.

fuck yes- that is exactly how I got pozzed- he was not on meds and wore a PA and he fucked me and fucked me all night and the result was- he had a poz son

Oh Fuck Yes ! Yes ! Pink juices - erection time - Breeding and Seeding !