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Jack was lounging in his living room. The house was so quite without any nagging wife he thought to himself. Jack has just gone through a divorce and had kept the house. His now ex-wife was a thing of the past and he could now dedicate his time to pnp as he wished. No more would he have to sneak around or fake business trips for his pnp sessions. Jack got up and looked at himself in the mirror. Jack was a man aged 40 years. He was a shade of tan for a white man that spent little time in the sun. Plenty of time spent at the gym had shaped in into great shape. He wasn’t all muscles but he was not pudgy. He was a happy medium that always attracted the attention of both men and women. He was bare chested as the warm weather permitted the lack of shirt. A soft brush of barely noticeable chest hair funneled down to a nice happy trail. His shorts were of a thin basketball mesh that easily showed off his big bell-shaped head. He was freeballing has he had little use for underwear. Jack had just finished getting everything ready for his guest of honor – the only positive thing about his failed marriage, his step son Manny. He had plenty of plans for him now that he had turned 18 and moved away from his mother. The doorbell rings and Jack goes to open the front door. There stood the man’s desire of the night. Manny was an 18 year old latino young man. He was shorter than Jack by about 6 inches, which suited them both. Manny was a cross between a twink and hunk; a twunk. He obviously was more on the twink side but had great musculature. Manny had a not so secret crush on his stepdad ever since he walked in on him getting out of the shower. Manny got an eyeful and his gaze lingered for a while before he got embarrassed and closed the door. J: Come on in. M: Thanks. Jack ushered Manny into the living room and they both sat down on the couch. J: Is it weird being back here now that the divorce is finalized. M: A little. I kind of half expect my mom coming around the corner or something. J: (chuckle) no, don’t have to worry about that at all. You can relax (chuckle again). M: Okay. There was a long pause that showed the uncomfortability of the two. J: Let’s break the ice. I’ll be right back. Jack walked over to the kitchen and returned with 2 shot glasses. He hands one over to Manny. J: Okay, 1,2,3! They both down their shots. Manny had assumed it was a shot of hypnotic. The bitter taste was new to him as he had never had any alcohol before. Both were G with a little bit if blue Gatorade to make it look like hypnotic. Jack had given Manny almost double the amount he took. Not enough to knock him out , just super relax him. They both sat back down on the couch. Jack made small talk with Manny until it was evident that Manny was relaxed a bit in his seat. Jack took the time to jump into business. J: Okay, so I know this is a little awkward but we need to address the elephant in the room. I asked you to come over for the weekend to hang out and chill. But we also have an important issue to go over. Ever since you confided in me that you might be gay I’ve always been your confidant. I made sure that your mom never suspected anything about you. And I confided in you that I was bisexual to show you could trust me. However, we said that this weekend was dedicated to one issue. We will find out tonight if you are really gay or not. Manny has a scared look on his face. His mind was racing but a bit fogged. J: If you want to leave and forget about this, now is the time to do it. If you stay, you will do everything I say or ask of you. Is that understood? Manny nods his head. J: Say it… Say it out loud. M: I want to stay. I will do everything you say. I need to know if I’m gay or just in a phase. Please help me Jack. J: Good boy. I’ll be right back. Go ahead and turn the tv on and press start on the laptop. Jack disappears into the hallway. Manny was feeling warm all over and was relaxing very well. He did as he was told and turned on the tv and started what he instantly knew to be porn playing on the laptop and tv. The big screen tv was mesmerizing to Manny with a man that looked like his stepdad getting head from a twink. Manny sat down and sunk into the couch a bit. Manny was thinking he was playing it so cool. He never would have been able to watch porn with anyone let alone his stepdad. The G was really relaxing the guy. Jack returns with a small tray. On the tray is a pipe loaded with shards in the bulb, a torch, and a modest size bag of T. All of these things were unfamiliar to Manny. Manny’s attention switched from the porn to his stepdad with his tray of “things”. Without even giving Manny a look, Jack took the pipe, lit the torch and melted down the shards. He breathed in a good amount and then slowly released the cloud. Manny stayed silent. Jack turned to Manny and held out the pipe. J: You’re gonna take a hit from this. It will make you feel great. I’ll show you how to do it. Manny was hesitant because he was smart enough to realize that it was some kind of drug. But he had said he would do anything his stepdad said to do. He put his mouth on the pipe and followed Jack’s instructions on taking the hit. He held it it and then blew out a small cloud. J: oh that was just a baby hit. You can do better than that. Take another one, bigger this time. Manny hit the pipe again and blows out a cloud double the size of the first. He has a smirk on his face like he was trying not to show how proud he was to his stepdad. M: Wow! What is this stuff? J: It’s just a little Tina. Don’t worry about it. Just know that it is the best truth serum in the world. After a bit more of this, we will definitely now if you are gay or not. An evil smile came across Jack’s face. He was getting his boy’s hole and he was getting it tonight. Jack takes his hit, blows his cloud, and sits the pipe down on the tray. He sits down next to Manny. Manny’s eyes returned to the tv showing the porn. Without thinking, Manny starts rubbing his dick through his shorts. He is in his own little world. Relaxed from the G and getting hornier by the second from his new love of T. J: Is it hot? I feel hot. Do you feel hot? Yes, of course you do. Take your shirt and shorts off. M: Okay sir. J: oh no, sir is much too formal. Call me “daddy”, son. Manny turned to his stepdad and says “yes, daddy”. He then pulls off his shirt and throws it to the side. He stands up and drops his shorts. He sits down now with his hard dick showing through his boxer briefs. Jack picks up the pipe and hits again. He turns to his new “son” playing with his dick through his underwear and the massive stain of precum growing. J: Son, come take another hit. Go ahead and finish the bowl. Manny takes 3 good hits with big white clouds and finishes the bowl. Jack is at his laptop changing the porn. Manny looks over and this time the man in the video looked exactly like his stepdad fucking a twink. Manny looks over at Jack. J: Yeah, this is homemade. Do you like what you see, son? M: Yes, daddy. It looks sooo good. J: Good. Keep watching your daddy fuck your friend. Maybe one day I’ll introduce you two. Pull your legs up for daddy and slide those undies off. I wanna see if you have any tan lines. (laughs) As Manny turned to the tv, he does as he is told and throws his underwear at the tv. Jack reloads the pipe with more shards; more than the first bowl. He melts the T and takes a big hit and then holds it out for Manny. Manny has to take his hand off his dick to take the pipe but does as he told. J: Keep taking hits until it’s done. I want you in the stratosphere tonight. I love that natural latino brown that naturally covers your entire body. My son’s body. Manny takes multiple hits and then sets the pipe down. Jack gets up and walks behind Manny. His hands start at Manny’s neck and shoulders. The new touch makes Manny moan out loud. The hands go lower to Manny’s chest and lightly touches his nipples. More moans. Jack explores the smooth body of his new son. He goes around to Manny’s front and goes for the nipples again. Hands go down to the small patch of pubes and then slaps away Manny’s hand and takes it in his hands. He holds the brown 7 inch uncut dick and closes his hand around it. He’s so hard that he can feel Manny’s pulse from the dick. He leans down and takes the dick into his mouth. M: Ohhhhh…yes, that feels amazing daddy. Jack bobs down on the brown stick in front of him for a few minutes until he can taste the precum all around the dick. He grabs Manny’s legs and bring them up. He tells Manny to hold them up. He starts licking the balls, swirling around each nut. Down and down further until his tongue touches the boy’s hole. He pauses. J: Have you let anyone in you before. Has anyone ever touched your hole before me? M: No daddy. You’re the first. J: Good boy. Jack goes back to rimming the hole getting it nice and sloppy. He stops and returns to his spot on the couch. He changes the porn to a video of himself getting head from a different twink as someone is rimming the twink from behind. No face can be seen of the other man. J: Do you want more clouds, boy? Are they making you feel good? M: Yes, please. Daddy I want more. J: Then come pull my shorts off with your teeth and attend to your daddy’s dick. Manny get on his hands and knees and pulls the shorts off. He looks up and sees a big white dick. It was 8 inches of white cock sticking straight up. The newbie starts on his thick mushroom head. Slowly he learns the rhythm and gets half of the dick in his mouth. He is stopped by Jack while he reloads the pipe. J: Good job boy. Here take a hit. Then take second one. The second one hold in and go down on my dick and blow it on my dick. Manny blows the cloud on daddy’s big head. He takes another hit and gets a third way down his dick before blowing it out. The third comes and Jack grabs Manny’s head and pushes him down in one swoop. Manny is touching pubes on his mouth. His throat full of dick and almost forgets to breath. Jack gets up and picks up the boy like he was weightless and takes him to the bedroom. He throws the boy on the bed and tells him to go into doggie position. He grabs another a different tray and brings it to his side. Hies dives into the boy’s virgin hole once again and all that can be heard are muffled moans from the bottom in heat. Jack pulls out his tongue and looks at his tray of goodies. He stares at the darts prepared and says not yet. He licks his finger reaches into a baggie of powder T and coats it. He pushes his digit into the boy hole. He coats 2 fingers and pushes them in. The boy is moaning with every intruding finger. He works 3 fingers into the hole before pushing a thick shard up the hole and holds the 3 fingers in place letting the t dissolve. Manny instinctively starts rocking back on the fingers. J: you’re ready. I’m gonna lay on my bed. I want you to drop yourself on my dick in one drop and fuck yourself on my dick. If you are lucky enough for me to grab your dick and jerk you, it is because I am gonna cum. Got that? Good. Jack lays down and Manny jumps up and faces away from him as he sits down on his white dick. He starts off slow until the mushroom head pops in. Not wanting to wait forever, Jack grabs Manny’s hips and pulls him down on his dick in one dash. Manny yelps as his virgin hole is invaded for the first time. Manny cums without warning. Without any time to adjust, he starts to rock his hips and rides reverse cowgirl. Jack loved the look of that light brown ass punishing himself on his dick. Manny rides for what seems like ages and then is told to switch directions. He is now facing his top as he rocks back and forth while daddy works the boys nipples, which makes the bottom’s dick bounce and ooze precum. Without warning, Jack grabs Manny’s dick making him freeze above him. Jack starts piston fucking the ass until he bellows and shoots his load up the once virgin hole. J: yeah, you like those brothers and sisters up your hole? Yeh dirty boy. Don’t jerk off now, hold the next load. We aren’t don’t yet. Jack fucks another load into the boy doggie style. The room echoes with the sound of his balls slapping the boy’s ass and a moaning “oh daddy”. Jack gets up and stares at the twink. A great idea came to mind. J: you liked seeing that twink in the video get 2 dicks right? You liked how my friend fucked that twink? You liked that dick? Of course you did you drooling idiot. I’m gonna invite my favorite partner to come enjoy you too. In the meanwhile, go to the bathroom and cleanout again. Use the enema already prepared. Hold it in as long as you can before releasing. Then come back to the bed. Jack chuckles to himself because the boy is about to use an enema full of chem piss and get twice as fucked up. In the meantime, he texts his friend to come join in on his new conquest. Manny come stumbling out of the bathroom in a towel and falls onto the bed. He is mumbling something to himself and gets right back to touching himself and playing with his own hole. Jack goes into his drawer and pulls out 2 skying masks and a dildo. He throws the toy over to his new toy to play with until everything is ready.

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.

Well, the fun continues! I can't complain that his coursework is taking much time from him these days and that he can't get enough of my hole. basically he texted me every chance he had some free time to dump a load in me, and lucky for me, he cums MULTIPLE times a day (max I got from him was 6 loads yesterday) But I won't bore you with regular fucks (if i call him pounding my hole with his monster 'regular' lol) last night was the first time he came over to our house, to play together with my partner and me 🐷 We started with an introduction and my partner fixed us some drinks that we stripped and took outside to the hot tub, it was chilly outside but the hot water and the strong drinks we had got the conversation flowing and very relaxed. Horny, but relaxed. then my partner told him how hot he felt hearing me raveling on how much I enjoyed being fucked by him hard and that he can't wait to see it live. from that moment on the fun began, I was being felt by both, making out in the hot-tub, feeling fingers on and in my hole, and as I was sucking them both, they had to stand up in the cold air and they started complaining that they're freezing and perhaps we should take it back inside haha, so we quickly grabbed some towels to dry ourself and got back inside the warm house. the student thought we're gonna stay in the living room or head upstairs to the bedroom, but my partner thought otherwise and led us downstairs to out play area 😉 I loved seeing the stunned reaction from when our gusts see it for the first time and how quickly it turns into a horny grin! my partner told him that he wants to see him use my hole, now! So I was led to the sling and got in the position as my partner tied up my hands and legs, as my hole was on display for them to start use as they please! Immediately the student dropped and started eating my hole, he was an expert and was slobbering all over, pulling apart my cheeks for him to invade me as deep as possible with his tongue! At this part I should tell you that he already loaded me that day in morning with 3 loads, then I continued taking 4 more loads, plus 2 loads from my partner, so I was pretty loaded with cum by then🐷 And he loved the taste of the loads that I carried in me! all this time my partner fed me his cock and throat fucked me and fed me poppers to get me super horned up (not that I needed more encouragement lol) then I felt the cool air on my hole as the student stood up and started aligning his enormous cock head my hole, playing with it and teasing me, putting some pressure on my hole, that's when my partner told him to just push all the way in. And push in he did, in one move he shoved his entire 9"x6" thick monster all the way in, pushing the sling that I was impaled on my partners 11" that I felt his balls on my forehead and all I could do was grunt like a bitch in heat as I was feeling so full. I was in HEAVEN! From that moment on they both switched gears I was now being fucked hard by both of them, they seemed to encourage each other to go harder and harder till the student filled me up with his first load of the night, pulled out when he got a bit softer and switched places with my partner, sliding his snake effortlessly into my well plowed hole as the student gave me cock to clean with my mouth. this went on for a while and they both loaded me twice like that and they wanted to switch it up a bit so I was released from the sling, barely standing up straight from all the pounding I received and the multiple anal orgasms I was having during. that's when my partner laid on the mattress and told me to sit on him, I knew exactly where this was going and took hold the bottle of poppers to be close with me as I lowered myself on his still rock hard cock, when I had him all in me I started riding him gently and he pulled me closer to him in a hug and mentioned the student to join in, so I took a couple of big hits from the poppers as I knew my hole is going to get stretched by these monsters and soon after the rush came I felt the student behind me, trying to push his cock head alongside my partner. it was a big stretch at the beginning and I was crying and gritting my teeth, till I felt that pop and he was in. my god I saw stars that moment (later my partner told me I was smiling and looked so happy in that moment) and they were both in me, both huge cocks we're lodged deep in me and I couldn't get enough! they picked up the rhythm and started fucking me harder and harder, during which I shot 2 loads of cum and some piss as I was being so full! About 20 minutes later they both announced that they were gonna cum soon and it felt like they went into overdrive, fucking me faster and harder, getting themselves closer to cum for their 3rd time of the night while I was whimpering and begging for them to fill me up with their loads! when they finally came, they both roared like animals and I felt them shoot deep in me i Collapsed on top of my partner, and the student was laying on me, as the 3 of us were catching our breath, waiting for them the soften a bit and leave my hole gaping, full of cum and leaking, I felt so lose and open they could fist me easily haha after while we went to take a shower to clean up and talked a bit on what a wonderful fuck it was and how we can't wait to do it again! I was so spent after all that intense fucking that I slept like a baby that night! to be continued!

Closest I came to being whored out was having a fuck buddy set me up with another guy that I'd never met -- a closeted math teacher in a Catholic high school. [EG] I showed up at that math teacher's apt. in a T-shirt, daisy dukes and work boots. "Dan told me you were a whore," he laughed as he pulled me inside.

I think it was just after midnight at the bar. I should've stayed home after getting back from my friends, but once I've had a certain amount of alcohol, I get pretty horny and wanted to get laid. I saw him from across the room, he was pretty average looking but looked like he had a pretty great body. I just remember saying hi to him, and the next thing I know we're making out in the corner of the bar. He's a great kisser and he's got one his hands on my ass. His crotch is thrusting into me. My cock is straining against my clothes. The next thing I know we're walking. I'm a little bit tipsy but I try walking as straight as I can without straying too much. I might've stumbled a couple times. I don't even remember getting to my apartment, but I'm sitting on my couch completely naked. He's moved my coffee table aside and is in between my legs, his mouth moving up and down my six and a half inch cock. He looks up at me and I smile it him, it feels amazing. His clothes are still on. Suddenly I'm on my back in my bed, I probably shouldn't have had that last drink. He's kneeling in between my legs again, but he's completely naked now. Great body with sculpted shoulders and abs. He's lubing up a gorgeous cock with my lube. He looks at me as he scoots closer and starts to line up his cock with my hole. "Let me grab a condom," I tell him, and reach into my bedside table. His hands are covered in lube so I have to open the packet. I roll it on his cock and he adds more lube. He puts the head at my hole and slowly pushes in. I'm a bit tight and it takes a minute for him to work completely in, I wasn't expecting to get fucked tonight, I was planning on topping. As he starts to pull back out I can feel the condom move against my skin. It feels clinical, like I'm getting an exam, but it's safe. Two strokes of his cock, he leans down to kiss me, and suddenly I'm face down. Did I just pass out? I feel a tongue on my hole. I look back and he's rimming me. I put my face back down on the pillow and feel him move up and lay his body on mine, his cock nestling in my ass crack. He kisses and licks my ear (did I tell him I love that?) as I feel his cock head touch my hole again. I let out an involuntary moan as he slides back into me. He bottoms out and rotates his hips before starting to piston in and out of me. It feels incredible, he's hitting my g-spot on every thrust and it feels more intimate than when I was on my back. He pulls out a little too far and his cock slips out and slides up my crack. I reach back and grab it and as I put it back to my hole. As it's slipping back I realize, the condom is gone, a raw dick is sliding deep in my unprotected ass. "What happened to the condom?" I ask. "It was making me go soft," he explained, "and I wanted to keep fucking you. You want me to stop?" I tell him no and he wraps his arms around me and starts to fuck me. I wonder if I should tell him to pull out before he cums. I'm on my back again, how much did I drink? My legs are wrapped around his back as he's thrusting his bare cock into my naked ass. I'm jerking off my cock and he leans forward to kiss me. It's electric and my orgasm comes almost immediately. I shoot across my stomach and chest as he continues to bareback me. I should tell him to stop before he breeds me. It's light out. I check my phone, it's 8am. He's on his side sleeping, his muscular back moving slightly as he breathes. I have that have to poop feeling that comes from getting railed so I go the bathroom, do my business, and give myself a quick cleaning. I brush my teeth quickly to get rid of any morning breath. I go back in my bedroom and climb into bed. He rolls over and smiles at me. "Last night was hot," he says and I kiss him. "I actually don't remember much of it," I say. "You didn't seem that drunk," he replied. "Probably why I asked you to wear a condom," I said. "Sorry about taking it off. I just can't stay hard with a condom on," he said. I move my hand down under the blankets to his cock. He's rock hard now. I start to slowly stroke him. "That's okay," I tell him. "Did you cum inside me?" "Yeah, I asked you if you wanted me to pull out but you just wrapped your legs around me and I when I told you I was cumming you pulled me into you," he said. "Damn," I replied. "I wish I could remember seeing your face as you bred me." His hips are thrusting to meet my stroking. I move the blankets back and grab the lube and grease up his cock. I straddle him, holding his cock vertically as I take him bare into me one more time. "Guess you'll have to just do it again," I tell him. He grins at me and as I rise up a little bit he takes over and starts thrusting his raw cock into me again. "I'm so horny in the mornings I'm probably not going to last long," he says. "That's okay, as long as you're filling me with your cum," I tell him. I start jacking my cock and a couple minutes later I feel his tempo speed up. He tells me he's about to cum and I feel my own orgasm approaching. He thrusts up one last time into me and holds it there as I start shooting across his abs and chest. 30 seconds later I slide forward off him and I feel his cum slipping out of my ass. I lay down on his chest in my own cum and we stay like that for a while.

A piggy sluts dream, come true. His Top knows how to give him what he really wants. Chem piss enema was the final treat for a hungry cunt to become loose & sloppy. He's found his true self. I want more to this story.

I'm about to go to bed freshly loaded. One of my newer regular texted me tonight from work. Said he "needed to pound something." I was the something. He's a big Haitian guy thirtyish. I left the door open after buzzing him in. He cane into the bedroom, took off his coat and just dropped his pants as always. I lay across the bed and sucked his fat cock with the huge bulbous head. Then turned me around, ouĺed me on all four and stuffed his dick in me with just the spit from me blowing him. After about five minutes, he dumped what feels like a monster load. He pulled his pants up and left . I have a final.exam this week and a final project due, this was the perfect little pump and dump. Good Night Gracie.

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 🥰🐷

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.

I had finally graduated college and moved across the country to start my first job. It wasn't perfect but it got me away from my family. I lived at home all 4 years to save money. My parents weren't rich and couldn't afford for me to live on campus at the local university. I started getting on the apps during college thinking I could make friends but then realized it was all hookups and sex. I was one of those blank profiles, too scared to put my picture out there in case someone recognized me. I was 5'8 200 lbs, average build and slightly chubby. Not having many friends lead to my low self confidence. Once I got settled in my new place I decided enough was enough. It was a big city, thousands of new people and no one knew me. I wasn't afraid of coworkers cause I was remote most of the time, only having to go into the office for some meetings. I put pictures up on my profile showing the few hairs on my chest leading down to my slightly chubby belly. I had ordered some pride jockstraps so I took a few pictures of my bubble butt framed by them. I already had a few picks of my cock saved from a late night jack off at home so I added them to my album too. I think my cock is average sized at 5 inches but with only porn as my guide, I have no clue if I'm small or big. I changed my profile to read: inexperienced bottom, looking for older to teach me, open to anything and can't host. I was very scared about inviting people to my brand new apartment. I didn't want to have a stalker after just moving and having a hard time finding a cheap apartment. I hesitated but decided not to put I was a virgin for the fear that guys wouldn't be interested, how wrong I was... I uploaded the new pictures and my status before logging off. I was exhausted and passed out on my couch. I woke up early the next morning, made myself a cup of coffee and sat back on the couch. After scrolling threw some work emails, I remembered my profile and quickly logged in. I had over 20 new messages, over half were bots that I deleted right off the start. There were a few younger guys asking if I was interested but I ignored. There was an older black man who stood out, his first message was a coal black cock at least 11 inches and thicker than a beer can. I was stunned by the massive cock filling my phone screen, thinking there was no way I could ever take that. He messaged asking if I wanted to come choke and bounce on his cock, get filled up by his charged load. I didn't understand the last part but favorited his profile for later. Right then I got a new message from a profile, SexiMex. I clicked on his profile to see a hairy dad bod, 6'0 250 uncut 8'5. I was hoping to see more information about him but there was nothing. SM: I haven't seen you on here before, you new in town? Me: yep, I just moved in over the weekend and started work today. We talked back and forth about random stuff before he asked, "so how inexperienced are you?" I froze, not sure if I should tell this hot stranger that I was still a virgin? After a couple minutes of internally debating, I said fuck it and told him. SM: FUCK that is hot! Me: uhhh haha thanks.... SM: Makes your bubble butt even more enticing to fuck. He then sent me a picture of his uncut cock, precum dripping down the length. SM: I'm leaking so much precum thinking about that tight hole Me: Whoa slow down, there is now way I could ever take that. You would break me in half! SM: We will start off slow, work our way up to taking my cock. He started talking me through how he likes to rim a hole, lube it up before slowly increasing how many fingers he will use to stretch me out. At this point my hole was pulsing and I was so horny for this man I met just this morning. Me: I just started this job so I can't take off anytime yet... Since I'm new to town, I don't have any friends yet so I'm free this weekend if you are? SM: Friday night works for me, I can pick up supplies for us. Looking back, I never questioned his supplies and what it actually meant that day. In that moment I thought he meant condoms and lube as I assumed everyone practiced safe sex. We left the conversation there, I was excited but nervous for Friday. We didn't talk the rest of the week but my anxiety was driving me crazy. I almost deleted my profile a couple times but I talked myself out of it. This was my one chance to lose my virginity and he seemed like a nice guy who wouldn't take advantage of me. Friday rolled around and I had to go into the office for some new hire training and meet some more people from my team. I rushed home so I could start getting ready and take a shower. Halfway through my shower a got a message from SexiMex telling me he got the supplies and can't wait to see me later. He told me his name was Joe but to call him Papi while we were together. Nervous but excited, I asked for his address and that I was really to leave. Half an hour later I was in my car driving to the Southside of the city. There were some sketchy looking places but I drove me on. I sat in my car for a moment once I got there, nervous that I was going to lose my virginity to someone I just met online? I jumped a little when I got a message from Papi, " I see you outside, come on up the doors unlocked." I knocked on his door and after he cracked the door to see it was me before he opened it and quickly ushered me in. He locked and bolted the door shut behind me before I could realize that this was not the same man from the pictures. If anything those pictures were taken over 10 years ago. He had a gaunt look to his face, there where some wrinkles stretched around his body and his jock did not look like it was filled out with the monster cock he sent me. Before I could question anything, he started ushering me through the piles of junk to his bedroom. It was no better in the bedroom as I could barely make it to the bed with the piles of books, clothes, boxes and literally anything else. He had a big screen TV at the end of the bed with a young white boy getting gangbanged. He chuckled seeing my face looking around, "sorry for the mess, didn't have time to clean up before you got here." I laughed nervously while I sat on the edge of the bed. I started thinking if there was any way I could escape without feeling embarrassed. My thoughts ended abruptly when he leaned in and started kissing me. He started slow, kissing my lips before he started poking with his tongue looking to explore my mouth. My hands just sat in my lap as I was unsure what to do while his started roaming over my body. He found my nipples and started pinching them lightly before clawing at the bottom of my shirt to get it off of me. Once he got my shirt off, he pushed me back farther on the bed so he could climb up on top of me. He took my right nipple in his mouth, slowly sucking and and bitting. With his right hand, he was pinching and gently pulling on my other nipple. He would work my nipples for a couple minutes before switching it around. I was whimpering at that point, unsure of these new feelings I had but thinking that I liked it since my cock was rock hard. After 20 minutes, my nipples were bruised and tender. I never thought I could get so much pleasure from just playing with my nipples. Papi worked his way back up, stopping at my neck to leave a massive hickey on one side after I started moaning uncontrollably from his kissing. He could tell I was warming up to him but still holding back. Without saying a word he climbed off of me and went into another room. I layed there thinking that this was not that bad, I was actually enjoying it even if he didn't look as hot as what I was expecting. He wanted back into the room with two shot glasses and told me to drink as he got new bottle just for me. I gaged at the taste, not realizing I was taking a shot of ghb. He took the shot glass and left the room again as I layed back down, starting to feel a bit fuzzy. Shouting from the other room, he asked if I ever smoked before? Without waiting for a response, he walked back into the room with what I later will learn is pipe, a bubbler and a bag filled with white crystals. He set everything down on the stand next to the bed and started loading the pipe. I stared at him confused as we never talked about any of this. I watched him hold the torch under the bulb of the pipe, melting the white crystals until whisps of smoke appeared. He slowing started sucking in the smoke before letting the torch go out. What seemed like a minute later, he was blowing the smoke out in my direction and climbing up on the bed. "What is that" I asked nervously. "This is Tina, it's like pot but much much stronger. You will feel amazing. Come sit up and let me show you." He talked me through holding the torch, how to rotate the pipe so I don't burn it and when to start breathing in the white smoke. He took a big hit off the pipe, holding it in for a minute before leaning over telling me to open up. He closed the gap between us, locking his lips against mine and shotgunned the hit to me. I breathed in what I could but the rest billowed around both our heads. I could already feel my body tingling and acting strange from the g but this took me to another level. I coughed a bit as I exhaled but all of a sudden I could feel everything. My nipples and cock felt extra sensitive but he never warned me of the ache I started feeling in my hole. He gave me the pipe and told me to finish out the bowl. Once I got the hang of it and was taking deeper hits, he had me shotgun then back to him. I never noticed my cock shrinking, no longer hard and poking out of the jock. On the other hand, Papi's cock was growing and filling out his jock. He took the pipe away from me on the last draw, sucking in and blowing the smoke out over the two of us. He set the pipe and torch on the stand before pouncing on me again, kissing me with so much tongue before moving down to abuse my nipples even more. I didn't last long before I had to push him off my nipples as it felt like he was going to bite them off. He kissed his way down my body straight to my virgin hole. He pushed my legs back and told me to hold them there before he dived into my ass. He was licking, sucking, and prodding with his tongue trying to get my hole to open up. He started with one finger to try pushing his spit into my hole. Once he got the first finger in, it was eye opening how good it felt. The tina just relaxed me. His finger sawed in and out, just barely starting to hit my prostate. I started leaking some precum once he got to the second and third finger, a wet patch formed on my jock from my tina dick. I was so focused on his fingers me, I did not notice the butt plug he had picked up or the white powder on the end of it. Papi rubbed my prostate one more time before slipping his fingers out and immediately shoving the plug in. It hurt like hell going in, not used to something so rigid and hard stretching my hole open. But then the tina started melting in my ass. My hole felt like it was smoldering from my first booty bump. Papi played around with the plug, sliding it in and out before popping in back in, pushing it as far as it could go. Papi wiped his hands off before packing the pipe again. He leaned back onto the pillows, legs spread out in front of him. He blew a huge cloud of smoke at me before motioning to me to take the pipe. We started shotgunning hits back and forth, taking a minute to make out too. I loved feeling his tongue take over my mouth. After a couple minutes, he started pushing my head down to his nipples, where switched back and forth between them sucking and biting. He encouraged me to go to town and really chew on them as it made him extremely horny. After a while, he pulled my head back up and stuck the pipe back in my mouth. I took a huge hit holding it in for as long as I could. He started pushing me down and said to blow it on on his cock. I started licking and sucking on his cock through the fabric of his jock before the smoke cleared. After a couple minutes, Papi told me to pull his jock off and started feeding me his uncut cock. I gagged on his cock, trying to deepthroat him right off the bat. I wanted to get as much of his cock into my mouth and throat as possible. The tina took over my mind, all I wanted was his cock in my mouth. I must have laid there for over an hour sucking on his cock. Any precum he leaked out coated my throat making it easier to slide his cock all the way in. My jaw started feeling a bit sore at that point so I pulled off his cock, seeing it glisten with my spit and his precum. He told me to lick his hairy balls, feel all that cum he saved up just for me. I tried fitting both in but they where just too big. I started thinking how much cum could he shoot and how many times? My thoughts got interrupted when Papi tapped me on the head head. I leaned forward to start sucking on the pipe again he already had smoking. My lungs felt like they were full but he held the torch under for a few more seconds. He took the pipe away and told me to hold it while taking his own massive hit. I couldn't hold it in anymore and as I blowing the huge cloud out, he reached out to pullme back down on his cock. I didn't gag this time as my nose rested in his pubes and wet balls rest on my chin. He let me up and I immediately gasped for air. "Turn around, I m going to fuck you now."

About Mitch Mitch is the kind of guy you remember, the guy that leaves you curious, wanting to know more—whether it's for his chiseled physique or the air of mystery that follows him. At 30 years old, he's a ruggedly handsome guy with thick, slightly tousled brown hair that looks like he never tries too hard but always lands just right. His deep brown eyes hold a mixture of intensity and playfulness, like he's lived through some rough times but hasn't let them steal his spark. Since his recent time in prison, Mitch's body is a testament to his dedication—he's built like a Greek statue, with broad shoulders, bulging biceps, and a chest that fills out every shirt he puts on. His core is carved, and let’s not forget his perfectly sculpted ass that always seems to draw attention when he walks away. His deep, resonant voice carries a smooth Southern twang that can make even the simplest "hello" sound like poetry. His crooked smile is both disarming and dangerous—a little mischievous, a little charming, and always captivating. Mitch is the type of guy who’s full of contradictions: tough yet magnetic, rough around the edges but impossible to resist. About Daniel Daniel is the kind of person who turns heads the moment he walks into a room, maybe because of his looks but more often because of the confidence that radiated off him. His light brown hair catches the light just right, but it's his big, striking blue eyes that truly captivate. They’re the kind of eyes that seem to hold the ocean within them, shimmering with depth and charm. People often can’t help but compliment them, whether it’s a passing stranger or someone he’s just met. Those compliments come so frequently that he’s grown used to them, responding with a modest smile or a witty remark that leaves people smiling back. Beyond his looks, Daniel's personality is magnetic and is largely responsible for his great success in life. He has a natural charisma that draws people to him, making them feel at ease in his presence. His sense of humor is sharp, often catching others off guard with a clever quip or a perfectly timed joke. Whether it's a small gathering or a crowded party, Daniel is always at the center of attention, the well-known life of the party, weaving stories and making people laugh with his quick wit. His laughter is contagious, and his energy lights up the room. He is the kind of guy you meet and think “yeah, bet that guy was prom king of his high school, Mr. popular for sure”. What sets Daniel apart is the balance between his charm and intelligence. He can effortlessly shift from cracking jokes to engaging in deep, meaningful conversations. He’s well-read and insightful, often surprising people with his knowledge. Yet, he never comes across as arrogant—his charm lies in how approachable he is. People are naturally drawn to him, not just because of his looks but because he has a way of making everyone around him feel valued and entertained. Daniel and Mitch, Part 1 Mitch leaned against the chain-link fence just outside the gates of the state prison, his duffel bag slung over one shoulder. The afternoon sun cast long shadows, and the air smelled of asphalt and freedom. He squinted at the approaching black truck kicking up dust along the gravel road, his lips curling into that crooked smile that hadn’t faded during his years behind bars. Behind the wheel of the truck was his former college roommate Daniel, the only person to have stuck by Mitch during his entire five year stint behind bars. Mitch and Daniel were an unlikely pair, Daniel from an upper-class well-connected family of media tycoons and Mitch – the son of a deadbeat used car salesman father and a mother who skipped town when Mitch was just a kid leaving him to grow up in abject poverty – Mitch was white trash raised by white trash and he knew it. Even though the two men came from different worlds Daniel never – not once – made Mitch feel like he were any lesser than; in fact, the only physical fight Daniel had ever been in was with one of his fraternity brothers who the two roommates had overheard saying some truly shitty things about Mitch, jokes made in the cruel deep cutting way that only an over privileged white frat boy could pull off. When Daniel saw how his fraternity brother’s words crushed his friend, he almost put that frat brother in the hospital. If it weren’t for Mitch pulling Daniel off the boy, he may have killed him. Mitch had never known loyalty like Daniel had shown him. As the truck approached Mitch thought out aloud to himself, “Fuck, he wasn’t bullshitting.” He actually came”. Daniel pulled up, parking the truck with a jolt. He stepped out, the sight of him almost surreal after all this time. Clean-cut as ever, dressed in jeans and a casual button-up, Daniel looked just as Mitch remembered—only a little older, a little sharper, healthy and clearly a guy with a well-used gym membership. Mitch couldn’t help but grin as he took him in, memories of their college days flooding back. “Damn, Mitch,” Daniel said, walking over with a lopsided smile. “Prison’s been good to you. You’re a brick wall now”, he said as he playfully punched Mitch in the shoulder. Mitch chuckled; his deep voice tinged with that Southern drawl Daniel loved to hear. “Yeah, well, not much else to do but lift weights and wait, huh?” Daniel stepped closer and pulled him into a hug, and for a moment, Mitch froze. It wasn’t like they hadn’t kept in touch—Daniel had been the only one who bothered writing letters, sending books, and even visiting when he could—but feeling him this close again stirred something deep inside Mitch, something he hadn’t let himself dwell on behind bars. He hugged Daniel back, his arms wrapped tightly around him in a way that felt both comforting and possessive. “Let’s get outta here,” Daniel said, pulling back with a grin that didn’t quite hide the emotion in big blue his eyes. “You’re riding shotgun.” The drive started out easy. Mitch told stories about the inside, glossing over the darker parts, while Daniel updated him on life outside. He had followed in his parents’ footsteps and gone into the media, surpassing even their success by first becoming a major advertising executive and now owning his own thriving agency. Mitch had followed a different path, one that landed him behind bars, but that was okay – he was here now, with Daniel. It was almost like old times, the banter flowing naturally, the silences comfortable. But as the miles passed, the tension between them shifted. It wasn’t just the catching up or the reminiscing—it was the way Daniel’s gaze lingered a little too long on Mitch’s arms when he thought Mitch wasn’t looking, or the way Mitch’s gruff voice softened every time he said Daniel’s name. When they reached Daniel’s place – one of the penthouses in the nicest building in downtown, Mitch shook his head remembering where he’d slept the night before and where he was today, thinking how quickly life can change. They parked in the garage and Mitch stepped out of the truck and stretched, his muscles rippling under his tight t-shirt. Daniel cleared his throat and looked away, fumbling with his keys. “You sure I’m not crashin’ your space?” Mitch asked, following him inside. “Don’t be stupid,” Daniel said, tossing his keys on the counter. “You’re family, Mitch. Always have been.” Mitch choked up and looked away and a quiet fell between the two men. Always the life of the party, Daniel quickly broke the silence, wrapping his arm around Mitch and telling him “Now listen you jacked motherfucker, you have some relaxing to do before our welcome home night of debauchery begins. Your room is down the hall to the left – go shower off that prison stink and holler at me when you’re done.” Mitch had just picked up his bag and started to make his way down the hallway before he felt a sharp sting on his ass. Daniel had given his ass the slap of the century and as Mitch quickly spun around to face his friend, laughing at Daniel being goofy Daniel, he was surprised to see the wild look on Daniel’s face. Daniel smiled at Mitch, winked and started to walk away from Mitch towards the kitchen without saying a word. As Mitch picked up his bags and started to make his way to his room again, he couldn’t help thinking that interaction was strange, different. That look on Daniel’s face – he hadn’t seen that before. And was that a boner in Daniel’s pants he caught a glimpse of as he was walking away? Couldn’t be. But was it?

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.

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.

I'm thinking about maybe a sequel for this year...

As a top I like to gently tease the bottom until he's begging me to ram my meat in all the way, very slowly, using as little lube as possible. That way the agony is exquisite for both of us. One time my pig buddy and I were so high and into each other that we fantasized about fucking on a beach and using sand for lube.

Yep, either way the top will work up a good rhythm and will breed

Yep, that's what I did. I have a very good FICO score and plenty of credit cards. Occasionally, I'll cancel one I rarely use and pick up another that seems like it would suit me better. I'll unfreeze for a few days then freeze it back. It's a pain but a necessary concession to the world we live in.

Indeed. Something I am grateful for is that I don't have to make any choices....that's what men are for. I'm just a fucktoy that is there to do what it is told.

I'm negative, 46, cute, in shape and i love swallowing loads and getting bred by ugly, very old men. Any type of body, big or small cocks, any nationality, any looks, neg, undetectable or poz. I crave giving myself to them to be filled with their hot sperm in both of my holes. My absolute favorite are wasting, extremely skinny guys with sagging asses, skinny arms and legs breeding my negative hole and loading me up one after another. I never have enough cum in my hole.

Once I was with a friend and we took some G and were ducking around. I misheard him, I thought he said to take the rest that was in a glass but he meant half of it. He said that I was passed out for three hours! I asked him what he did during that time and he said he fucked me most of the time and came in me twice. I said Fuck yeah. Then asked if he invited anyone else over to fuck me. Sadly he didn't.

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

I prefer random anonymous cock, loads, or holes to breed. The more sperm spread among us the more dna mixing that can be achieved.

this kink started when i first came out in my 20s. the limited m2m sex id had previously was w hot guys and the sex w women was very showy in a sort of "look how well i can do" way so when i got my first clique of gay friends to go out w, the stakes were high - any public hook up had to be w a hottie but im also a sucker for an aggressive guy. one time this hideous guy m2ed me at a party and it was so 🔥and even 🔥er when i realized none of my friends saw. after that i loved secretly hook up w fugly guys. especially once i started BBing, no troll was too hideous to rawdog me - the uglier the better. back then BB was humiliating enough but to risk it w shrek? especially if he kinda forced it on you! so 🔥knowing the look of disgust on the others' faces if they knew likewise, even if he's not fugly, there's something so humiliating about servicing the dick of a real Dick you just hate but will still be a sub faggot for 🔥🔥

Part 2 I was spun out of my mind but when those words came out of his mouth, I gotexcited. I was finally going to get fucked. Papi tossed me a pillow, "lay face down and stick this under your hips." While I got in position, I heard him a large hit off the pipe. He got behind my ass and flicked the plug in my hole. I moaned and raised my hips up a bit hoping he would notice my willingness. I wanted his cock inside of me badly. He grabbed a hold of the plug and pulled it out in one motion. Before my hole could tighten up, he blew his hit right in me. I gasped, having never felt something like that before and felt a faint tickle inside my ass from the clouds. He grabbed the lube and starting with two fingers, he twisted them inside of me pressing on my prostate. I started moaning when he added a third finger but when he tried putting four in, I took a sharp breathe. It was too much at the time, my hole was just not ready for that thickness so he just stuck with three. Those three fingers twisted, scissored, popped in and out of my ass as he added more lube to my now open hole. I started begging for him to fuck me, pushing back on his fingers. He pulled his fingers out and I could hear him jacking his cock, getting some lube to go with my spit. Little did I know when he had reached for the lube, he had also grabbed his bag of crystals. He picked out a few small shards and tucked them under his foreskin. He knelt behind me, pushing my legs farther apart while pulling my hips up slightly. I felt his cock sitting at my entrance, sliding it up and down my crack. He stopped at my hole and slowly started nudging his cock into my hole. Between the fingering and stretching from the butt plug, the first two inches of his cock slid into my hole. I gasped, I couldn't believe he was inside of me. My splincher was stretched and even though he still had a lot to go, I felt like a stuffed turkey. I could feel him holding his cock for a couple more seconds before putting his hand on my hips. In that moment of entry, he had held his cock so his foreskin would be pulled back as he entered. The shards he had tucked under were now exposed to my wet ass and started melting in my hole. "Please Papi, please fuck me. I need your cock inside of me" I begged while he slowly rocked his cock in my ass. I felt him pull out a little before sliding back in. My ass felt like it was on fire as he started hitting my prostate. He was halfway in and with each thrust his cock it felt like it was getting fatter and fatter with each inch. I lost track of time, minutes or an hour went by but I finally felt his pubes and hips on my ass. The fire in my ass died down to a smolder, but the pressure on my prostate was soaking my jock in precum. I might have even cum there was so much but I was so focused on his cock in my ass that nothing else mattered. He layed down on my back, pushing deeper into my ass. "How's my cock feel in your ass? I love taking white boys cherries, they are so sweet." "Papi.. papi... Papi..." I moaned as he sucked on the back of my neck. "I want more, please fuck my ass." He ground his hips into my ass, I could feel his cock pressing into my ass in new places. I could feel him start to pull out slowly before thrusting back in. He went from an inch to over half his cock, hitting my prostate every time. He pulled up off my back to get better lervage thrusting into my ass. The feeling of his cock pulling out to his head before thrusting back in is a feeling I will never forget. For the next ten minutes, he pounded my hole. I was moaning uncontrollably that I couldn't even hear the porn playing in the TV. Suddenly he popped out of my ass and told me to come here. It took me a minute to get back up on my knees when I heard the torch click on. I realized he had the pipe back in his mouth and was sucking in a huge hit. I saw his clock out of the corner of my eye and was a little shocked to realize it was midnight and I had been there for hours. Papi leaned into me, kissing my lips and forcing me to shotgun the hit he took. While I was exhaling, he already had the torch going again and brought the pipe up to my lips. I started slowly sucking, taking in my biggest hit so far before he let the torch go out. He pulled my head to his, mashing our lips together as we shotgunned until nothing was left. We did that three more times, all the while the white haze around us got a little thicker from all the clouds escaping our lungs. He pushed me back down so I was on my back looking up at him. I grabbed my original pillow to stick behind my head so I could see him easier while he grabbed extra pillows to prop my ass up. Once I was situated, he didn't give me a second before he grabbed my ankles, threw them on his shoulders and slide balls deep in my ass. I cried out at first, but then settled into the long dicking he was giving me. "Fuck me Papi, pound my ass!" He started to bend me in half which I never thought I was that flexible. Must have been the tina loosened up more than just my hole. He was really pounding my ass at that point, his cock almost coming out of my ass and his balls slapping my cheeks on his return. He was staring into my eyes the whole time, watching my reaction as my former virgin hole got destroyed. "Where do you want me to come baby boy?" "I want you to cum inside me Papi." "Right answer" he smirked before he crushed his lips into mine. He let my legs down so his arms could wrap around me providing better leverage to fuck me. I instinctively locked my legs around his waist as I moaned into his mouth. I would loosen them as he pulled out and squeeze them as he thrust in. His pace and breathe quickened as I could tell he was getting close to finishing. The next couple minutes felt like the most brutal fucking in the world, I wasn't sure if my ass was going to close after this. His body shook as he slammed into me deeper than before and just held it there. He was cumming inside of me, I could feel the pool getting bigger and bigger the more ropes of cum he shot. At this point the wetness in my groin felt even more as I realized I had just cum as well. I felt him rest his full body weight on me. He stopped kissing me and was sucking on my neck, adding to the hickeys already there. I turned my head to give him better access, seeing the clock again realizing that it was past 3 am. Holy shit, time flys when your losing your virginity I thought. Eventually his cock deflated enough that it popped out of my hole and I could feel a cool breeze. I moaned as he did, suddenly missing that feeling of being full. "You are such a sexy boy and I'm thankful you let me pop your cherry. I can't wait for next time," he said while resting back on his pillows. I laughed nervously, "yeah next time." I rolled over to the side of the bed and tried to stand up. It took me a few tries but I was finally able to stand and get my clothes back on. "Give me your phone, I will let you know about next weekend and maybe you can stay the whole time. Your ass was so tight and I want us to play more." I got my phone back noticing he texted himself. He got off the bed to walk me out. At the door, he grabbed my ass to pull me back in for a deep kiss. "I'm already getting horny thinking about next time," he said. He slapped my ass and shut the door behind me. I was so high it took me a bit walking down the steps to my car. I started telling myself "I am blocking his number, there isn't going to be a next time. This was all to much and the smoking was just crazy." My ass had other thoughts as it still felt hot from the unknown booty bumps and his load of cum. When I stepped off the last step, my ass twitched and a glob of his cum leaked out. In that moment I knew I would be back.

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.

Another Real Experience - How Big Are Those Cocks? This is another true party story from about a year and a half ago. A long term play buddy of mine on the Upper West Side had started using his large floor-thru apartment near Columbia University as almost a full-time party location and meeting place. Additionally as time went by, he began to also help guys find the potions and combinations that enhanced and ramped up their sex experiences. My buddy Jack was a shorter white guy, with a steel grey buzzcut and goatee - he was around 60, but kept a very muscular body with just a bit of belly - he had a nice cock and a beautiful ass. He still liked to play himself, but sometimes was so busy setting things up and dealing with the guys who came simply for favors that sometimes he could not have the sex sessions he planned... and someone else might benefit from what he'd set up for himself. That's what happened to me that fateful Friday. So one summer friday, responding to an invitation for a play session he'd set up with me the day prior, I headed to his place and arrived around 5pm. Jack figured we'd play a bit early, he'd break for a while to take care of those arriving in the early evening for favors, then begin playing again when he was through - while I could continue with any other guys who happened to be staying for his evening play party. When I got there, he was already mostly naked with some leather, so I also got out my harness, metal cockrings, armbands and the like and pulled on a jock-strap until things really got started. He had two adjoining rooms, the smaller had a daybed type affair and his computer desk the other larger room a very big bed and most of the porn screens. We sat by his desk, puffing on a huge glass bong and shotgunning while we chatted and he let me know some of what was going on that evening to come. He also gave me a vitamin "v", and I started getting hard watching porn over his shoulder as we chatted and puffed up. I needed to piss after a bit (and as we were not yet playing, I didn't think there'd be any issue with me getting rid of a bit) and he said to just make sure I knocked before going into the bathroom as there was someone showering and cleaning up in there. He also told me to take my time as he still had a few IM's and E-mails to respond to before he could take a break. Cool, I thought, I can wait outside if they're shy and show-off if a bit if they are not. Headed to the bathroom on the other end of the apartment - down a LONG corridor past the front door, then through the living room, into the kitchen and then to the bathroom which adjoined the third bedroom located all the way to the rear of this long narrow apartment. I knocked on the closed bathroom door, and heard a familiar voice ask who it was... I called out my name through the door and heard "just a minute, then I'll open up..." While I was waiting, the door to the bedroom opened and Derrick, the guy renting that room from Jack, opened the door naked with a bong in one hand and torch in the other. Derrick was a wiry very white guy with a ripped body, lots of ink and a damn big cock. He was also a very popular DJ and party organizer, and also an escort. "I heard it was you out here, and I wanted to talk to you a second... here" he said, handing me the bong and using the torch to melt the T. As I was shotgunning him, the door to the bathroom opened and he hustled me inside. The occupant was Craig, a 20-something African American guy with a soccer player type body and nice size cock. He was from the same part of the south Jack was from. Craig was a nursing student, and was staying with Jack partly as delivery man, partly as assistant, and partly as fuck buddy. I took my piss as we three shared shotgun hits from the bong. Derrick told me he was glad I was there, because he had set up something for the evening that was really special for Jack, fulfilling a fantasy that Jack had been wanting to try for many years. He was glad I was there because he himself could not stay long (escort clients, you know) and Craig would likely be in-and-out, so Derrick was pleased that there'd be someone with real control there who could make sure the scene didn't get out of hand. Had to admit I was damn curious at that. While Craig pulled out some Testosterone Gel (this was just before they started making an issue about them) and started rubbing some into my muscles and his own, Derrick continued, telling us he had set up a gang bang for the evening with three EXTREMELY hung black top guys. All claimed also to be straight but just liked a walk on the wild side occasionally, especially when lots of party favors were involved. We all took a few more hits off the pipe while we each took turns giving each of the other guys a quick suck and a quick rimjob. We didn't want to leave Jack alone for too long, and Derrick was "working" in a short time, so he headed back to his bedroom while Craig and I went forward to Jack's two adjoining rooms in the front of the apartment. Jack and Craig and I got onto the daybed and sex play got started. All three of us are vers, with both Craig and I leaning more to top and Jack more to bottom. Still in our first round, we totally round robin-ed with each of us sucking and rimming each of the other two, each of us getting fucked by the other two and each of us fucking the other two. A very nice start to the evening, let me tell you... We took a break as John had guys coming very shortly for party favors and Craig was going to need to get things ready for a delivery run. I kicked back watching porn and we puffed the pipe some and a few guys came through... some heading right back out, others hanging a bit to see if they'd be invited to hang for a bit and get into the scene. After a bit, Derrick came into the room with some guys behind him. Derrick announced that Jack's "birthday present" from him was here, and Jack looked like a kid in a candy shop. One guy, Alastair, was a lean lighter skinned Jamaican guy with dreads and a goatee and appeared to be in his 40s; Pierre was a shorter darker Haitian guy who was neither toned nor flabby but was smooth all over and could have been anywhere from 30 to 50; finally there was Alex who was early 20s, very nicely muscular and looked like the All-American College Jock type. And as they stripped down, they all had cocks that were pretty damn big while soft... The guys were given a nice big baggie from Jack along with some vitamin-v. We sat around watching the porn and hitting the pipe hard. At first Alastair and Pierre were really quiet, and I guess to some people a bit menacing. Two of the guys who'd hung around slipped out quietly, while I noticed that the next few of Jack's arrivals didn't even bother staying for more than a puff or two. The three guys prepared points for themselves and the rest of us puffed on the pipe. Craig passed around drinks with G and the guys started to mellow a bit. We were down to the three of them, plus me and Jack, Craig and Derrick - who each would be leaving shortly - and a string bean of a white middle-aged top named Jimmy and a cute Hispanic twink, Rico. The three "friends" of Derrick's started to get hard, and holy shit! I've been a player since I was a teenager, and these were some of the biggest cocks I'd encountered in all that time - almost impossible that three of that size were in the room at the same time. Alex, who did some porn occasionally, had a beauty of 9-incher, and Pierre a slightly longer, and somewhat fatter battering ram that had to be 10 inches. Then there was Alastair. He was slowly fisting a cock that seemed impossibly long - someone whispered "how big IS that thing?". Alastair rather smugly replied "Thirteen inches" to which Jimmy responded "No way." As proof, Alastair pulled from his bag a goddamn TAPE MEASURE to prove it - said he got tired of people not believing him. Sure enough, it was past 12 1/2 inches long - officially making it the second longest cock I'd ever personally encountered. "Satisfied?" he growled at Jimmy, who looked a bit scared. All three seemed to be getting impatient with waiting for Jack to finish up though when Rico tried to go down on one of them he was pushed away. Jimmy and Rico retreated to the daybed behind Jack's computer and started to fuck around. It was also becoming obvious that Jack was VERY upset about some message he was getting on his phone and he started to curse under his breath. The three guys looked a bit pissed and started whispering stuff to Derrick and then Craig who moved over to them to see what was going on. Craig went back and forth from them to Jack. Finally, Craig and Derrick came over to me and began to talk in a hushed tone, while Jack spoke to the other guys. Seems Jack was going to have to go out because he was having some problem with a supplier that frankly I didn't need or care to know any more about. He was taking Craig with him. Derrick was heading to paying clients shortly. So I was left to hold down the fort and make sure nothing went wrong and was given a set of keys to the various cabinets. "And there's something else," Derrick mumbled. It seems his three pals were tired of waiting and wanted to fuck NOW. Jimmy was a top only, and was clearly showing signs of avoiding them at all costs, and they were very much NOT into Rico, whom they found too feminine and girly (odd, for straight guys, I thought, but whatever...). "That leaves YOU," Craig finished for Derrick. Shocked I looked at them like they were crazy. "You want ME to bottom for three of the biggest cocks on the island of Manhattan?" They both nodded. "You HAVE to, or its not gonna be pretty real soon" whispered Derrick. "But don't worry, we can help make it easier." See here's the thing. Yes I do like to bottom, and in fact had griped a few times lately that I wasn't getting any bottom time at the last few get-togethers I was at, but really... I could think of 10 friends off the top of my head who would pay a huge amount to be gang-fucked by 3 super-hung black men, but being the subject of ANY gangbang had never been a fantasy of mine. And any of my fuckbuddies can tell you that although my hole is rather talented when it comes to muscle control, I am tight, and usually take a bit of time to warm into being fucked. Craig got me some G and some K and tossed a sprayer of Maximum Impact on the bed we'd be playing on. The three guys got the points they'd prepared earlier out, and Derrick pulled a tourniquet around my bicep and swabbed my arm. Jack and Craig slipped out quietly, and Jimmy and Rico paused in their play to watch as the three guys administered themselves and Derrick did me. There were several coughs and as I held my arm over my head, Derrick whispered "good luck" and headed out. I was pulled over to the bed and my ride began. On my knees in front of them as the sat all on one side, I sucked on each of those huge cocks - I could deep throat Alex, and Pierre barely, but I could not get Alastair all the way no matter what. I got to rim Alex for a bit and then they pulled me up on the bed and onto all fours. The maximum impact was sprayed on a cloth and I took a huge suck on that blessed cloth. Alastair and Pierre knelt in front of me while my mouth went back and forth between two dicks and two sets of balls. Alex climbed up behind me and I was astonished to feel his tongue give me a rimjob! Then the cloth was shoved under my nose and Alex started to sink his missile into my hole. Thank goodness for all of the chemical assistance, as I was able to take him in with far less trouble than normal. There was a bit of pain at first, and an uncomfortable feeling that lasted even longer but I wasn't in agony or anything. Rico, fascinated by all this came over with the bong, and held it for me to take some huge hits and blow them out on the two cocks I was sucking. After that, I settled into pure pleasure from Alex's fucking. Pierre's foray into my hole was a bit more difficult and he was far from the best top I'd ever had, but I was one of the first male holes he'd ever fucked supposedly, though he had received many blowjobs from guys over the years. Eventually it was Alastair's turn. I booty bumped before he began, along with many more hits on the pipe and more Maximum Impact. And amazingly, it was astonishingly good. He was narrower than Pierre, which helped a lot, and he also seemed to know his way around a man's hole. We continued to fuck and suck for hours, with Alex sitting his gorgeous ass on my face a couple of times when I was getting fucked on my back, and even giving me a little sucking action on MY cock every now and then. His buds did raise their eyebrows a bit when he did that. I also gave Pierre his first rimjob ever, though I could not convince Alastair to allow me to do the same thing. Jack and Craig eventually returned and things broke up. I wound up driving Alex back to his place in Spanish Harlem, and going inside with him. We smoked some more bowls and his cousin arrived during and got high with us - this teenager from North Carolina got quite an education that night, as I wound up sucking and rimming him, getting fucked by him, and briefly allowing the two of them to DP me. Unfortunately, that pushed things a bit too far for my overworked hole and I had to call it quits and head home. My butt was pretty wrecked for about two weeks. I certainly wouldn't have sought this situation out, and I'm not sure I'd ever want to repeat, but I'm glad I experienced something like that at least ONCE in my life. I have actually hooked up with Alex a few more times, and I'm close to convincing him to let me fuck him!

So this story is inspired by Sppermpig's Mall Santa story, but not really directly based on it. Mall Santa Gets The Gift for Christmas So I was down and out of luck lately. I got laid off from my job, my wife left, and I had to short sell my house to pay off bills. With what little equity money I had left over I bought a small, older, beat up camper van and I've been living in it while looking for work. The job market really sucks right now so the only job I have been able to find is as a Mall Santa. It doesn't pay well or have any benefits but the mall manager lets me park my RV back behind the mall near the loading area and hook up to the power outlet there. I don't really have to work too hard to pull off the Santa thing. I'm an older, fat, germanic guy with long hair and a beard. About all I had to do was get my hair made a little more grey and get some of those round small spectacles made in my prescription. The Santa Suit fits me with no extra padding needed. Anyway, I'm not into children at all so this wasn't exactly a stimulating gig, plus the lady they have playing Mrs. Claus is kind of a ball buster, and the Elf is a bit of a tease. He recognized me as a faggot from day one and despite being a very small and skinny guy, other than a little "dad bod" gut, at probably barely over 5' compared to me being over 6', he has a real horse dick that dwarfs my tiny nub. I know all this because the first day after work he stopped by my RV bringing a 6 pack of beer and it wasn't long before I was on my knees slurping on his monster dick. It wasn't long after that he greased up my ass and his dick and pounded and filled my hole with his hot load. He really got into it, grunting and making me moan and him whispering in my ear "breeding that fat ass" as he came deep inside me. I forgot to mention that "Mrs Claus" is actually the Elf's wife. He's obviously told her about what is going on because they both love to shoot me taunting looks and make gestures towards me when nobody is looking. Most days it was parents, often just mothers bringing their kids to see Santa. Sometimes maybe an Aunt or Grandma. While the Elf and Mrs Claus keep the kids busy with cookies and candy, the chaperones have a word with Santa to set up the conversation. Occasionally one of them will try to hit on Santa when they are telling me what I should ask the kids and if I should tell the kids somethhing they're going to get. That sort of thing. If only they knew Santa has nothing for them but maybe some oral service and would be more interested in sleeping with their husbands! Anyway one day a bunch of older kids stopped by, obviously bored and hanging out at the mall. I'd guess them late high schoolers based on one wearing a Varsity letter jacket and the giveaway the class of this year so they'd be graduating soon. One by one they came up and told me what they wanted for xmas. It was obviously a big joke foor them. The girls were playing their best cock teases thinking they were giving Santa a boner. I played along but you know, my days of going after young poontang are long gone. There was one hold out, a young man who was having none of it. He had been talking to Mrs Claus and the Elf while the others were having their fun. He had to be dared by his friends to do it, and come up to sit on Santa's lap. When he came up he spoke to me softly so his friends wouldn't hear... something I wasn't expecting to hear. That he was going to come back after closing time and make me suck his dick. Apparently the Elf and his wife have quite the "gaydar" and clued him in about me, but unlike me this kid is the dom top type. And that did make my little nub tingle. Telling him loudly so all his friends could hear "I promise to make all your Christmas wishes come true!", they went on their way. I was back in my RV and getting out of my suit and opening up a beer as I heard a knock on the door. I wasn't sure if it was the Elf or the kid. Looking through the peephole I saw it was the kid so I let him in and asked him if he wanted a beer, knowing he was under age (for drinking, he'd told me he had just turned 18). Oh well. He took it and took a couple swigs then told me to strip and get on my knees as he opened his belt and let his dick loose. I did as he asked and took his dick in my mouth. He told me how much he likes a big fat ass and how he's been secretly banging the jock in the varsity jacket all year behind both of their trophy girlfriend's backs, but he just doesn't have the cushion I do. He turned me around and started fingering my hole and then unceremoniously slammed his dick in causing me to moan out in both pain and pleasure. His dick was at least as long as the Elf, and even thicker. Well, then the whole story started to come out. As he was pounding me he grunted into my ear that he and the Elf and his wife had been fucking for years... But then something I really wasn't expecting as I felt his balls start to pull up and his movements became faster and more erratic and his breathing heavier. He roared out "take my POZ load you bitch". Then I understood what the Elf was talking about when he used the term "breeding" and why he was so gaunt and sinewy. But I figured it was probably too late anyway. After that day the kid came back several times to fill me, and a couple times he was joined by the Elf and his wife, who watched and teased me the whole time. I told you she was a real ball buster and she loves humiliating tiny cocked faggots like me. Sure enough the day after xmas as I was having to find another place to park my RV, my Santa gig having finished up, I came down with a bad case of the flu. And I knew what it must be. A trip to the free clinic to be tested confirmed it. Poz and a sky high viral load. Luckily enough the Elf and his wife have an acreage on the edge of town and they invited me to bring my RV out to their place. So now I'm still getting daily visits from them to recharge my ass and humiliate me. A couple of times a week the kid stops by to add his hot loads too to make sure my VL remains pegged. I'm still looking for work, more than a few hours a week I get at the Mall doing janitorial work -- the mall manager is a nice guy. But of course I don't have any health insurance so I haven't been able to go on any meds. Oh and the mall manager? Yeah, I'd been taking loads from him on and off since before I got the Santa gig, that's how he knew me, we met at one of the adult bookstores. He still stops by a couple times a month when he gets horny. I'm not sure if he's aware of the risk he's taking plowing my poz ass these days. The thought of him taking those chances kind of turns me on. Last time I was in his assistant told me that he was sick at home being nursed by his wife so who knows. Next year I may have to use some padding if I want to pull of the Santa thing, because I'm already starting to lose weight and become more wasted. Only thing is, my belly is still full, hard and round. I guess that's how the pattern works. So maybe I won't need much padding after all.

The first time I ever felt my ass hit full pussy status was there. Being fucked by a rather large trans woman in the RLD.

Looking back to my young, horny, and busy days, I made friends with a guy who was my aunt's nephew. No blood relation to me. We became fast friends, and since he was a few years older than me, it was convenient to have someone with an ID to buy cigarettes and beer. I remember we would be out roaming the streets and would crash at his mom's place. We slept together only in underwear. This guy had been in boys reform school for participating in a car theft when he was 15. He had a few prison tattoos: naturally muscular, olive complexion, green eyes, blonde hair. He was hot as fuck. He also knew that older men liked to look at him. So after a few nights of sleeping together, I popped the question and asked him if he ever jacked off. Oh yes he does. From there, we got into sucking and fucking all night. He lived with his mom in a mobile home. The bedrooms were on opposite ends. She worked late and would get home around 1 AM. One morning, she came home and heard us fucking. Her only response after peeping into the bedroom was to keep it quiet. A few weeks later, she would bring one of her girlfriends home to her bedroom. I remember many times when we would be fucking in my buddy's room while his mom would be playing with her girlfriend on the opposite end of the trailer. One time she told us to be sure to use a towel because she didn't want to find messed up sheets. We would shoot up each other's asses and dump them out in the bathroom or sleep with our asses loaded up. This went on for about three years. I got busy with a new job that took up more of my weekend time. He found some older single guy who lived closer to town. The older guy was paying him to be a helper with his well-drilling company. One day to my surprise, he announces that he has a girlfriend. The girlfriend's brother was a friend and fuck buddy of the well-driller guy. That was keeping it close. The brother introduced my buddy to his sister. They got married and quickly had a son. The son was a nearly identical replica of his dad. Fast forward a few years, and they get a divorce. His wife said he lost interest in her after the boy was born. He moved around and lived with older guys who would keep him up for many years later. I went on with my life and lost contact. Fast forward 20 years and I search for my buddy's last name. He was completely gone. However, I found his son's name as a registered sex offender. Well, the boy inherited some strong sexual genes from both sides. He turned out to look like his dad. The only details I could find were his son must have gotten arrested when he was in his early 20s for messing with some 14 yo. Have any other guys had a fuck buddy with a gay mom who knew and let you guys fuck at her house?

My very first boyfriend has been kind of "mentor" for male sex. We still are close friends. Then I have been the mentor for my current partner and I think we have a lot more to discover together, sexuality is an unexplored world even late in life.

Adding to the post above about taking a Stallion, Id hope to get baptized in its cum and have a group of toxic ligs lube themselves with the horse load and gang fuck me until im sloppy and streched wide to then get fucked by the horse

Cannot agree more.

Marinating cum thats been in a hole for a few hours has such a strong scent.....Musky cum. Always turns me on wondering if someone else is smelling it too, and if so, knows exactly what the odor is

Just got home from Steam after a spectacular finish to the night. I was having a lot of fun as a top, but couldn't get anyone to fuck me. There was quite a bit of activity, so I wasn't having trouble getting hard. My 1st load went into a short guy around my age who was obviously already full of cum. My 2nd load went into an older guy who I often kneel on the fuck bench next to, who wasn't having any luck getting fucked either. About midnight I decided to find 1 more hole and head home. There were 2 guys kneeling on the big bench in the maze, the one not getting fucked was a really tall skinny think who welcomed me into his already cummy hole, so it didn't take long before I added mine to it. By that time the 2nd bottom had left so I decided to take his spot and try just a few more minutes to get some dick in my hole. I very quickly had a cubbish guy with a huge dick offer it to be sucked. Once I got him hard he asked me if I wanted it, so of course I said yes, and was treated to an extremely hard 10 minutes pounding until he bred me. He pulled out and offered me his cock to clean up, so I got to strip the last of his tasty command lick his sweaty balls clean while the skinny twink, who I'm pretty sure took to loads while the cub was fucking and breeding me took a turn in my now cummy hole. After a few minutes he pulled out and offered my now loose hole to a black guy who was almost as big as the cub. He pulled out and skinny twink popped back in and fucked me for a few minutes this time breeding and letting me suck his cock and balls clean afterward. So by deciding to stay just a few more minutes I got fucked by 3 guys and was loaded by at least 2 of them.

1. Beer in hand I flopped down on the couch and reached for the television remote. It had been a long day and I was exhausted. With the apartment empty of my three roommates for once I excited to relax and just enjoy the silence for one. I’d lived with the same guys since freshmen year of college when we’d all been assigned to the same suit. Then after college we’d all wanted to move to Chicago and so decided to get a place together. It was a good arrangement, at least we all knew we got a long and didn’t annoy the crap out of each other. People in college used to joke that we made an odd group. All three of my roommates had come out at some point freshmen year and I was like the token straight boy. We all found it funny. That day however, my whole universe had changed. Going to set my beer on the table I noticed a small unmarked brown bottle sitting on the coffee table. I picked it up, turning it over in my hand. It was about half full some kind of liquid. And then I did something that would have had a chemistry teacher screaming at me. I opened the bottle, held it directly under my nose and sniffed. It smelled almost like fuel, or cleaner, maybe like rubbing alcohol. It was a scent that told you this wasn’t something you were supposed to be inhaling, and yet… as soon as that first deep pull hit me I felt a lightness come over my body. It drew me back in for another sniff. This time I held it close to one nostril and plugged the other. I inhaled deeply pulling the mysterious scent deep into my lungs. Heat started to spread through my body. It started in my chest and radiated outward like a fire spreading across a log. I gasped. My head spun. I felt like my limbs were made of Jello but at the same time I felt full of electricity. I couldn’t help it. I took another sniff. This time I held my breath for a moment, holding the scent in my lungs before letting it out again in a gasping breath. The heat was now like a fire. I felt sweat trickling down my back. I felt lost in the heat. I pulled my shirt off, the fabric felt too constricting. I had to let some of the heat out. I breathed deeply a few times trying to calm myself, but I was still spinning. My heart felt like it was beating a mile a minute. I pressed my hand to my chest, as if to calm my heartrate, but felt something else entirely. Rubbing my hand across my chest felt good… better than contact with my own body had ever felt. It was almost sensual. I hesitated for a moment, and then took another long sniff from the bottle. My hand drifted, almost of its own accord to my nipple and started to rub at the pert pink flesh. A groan escaped my mouth, and I flopped my head back against the cushions of the couch. “Holy shit,” I said outloud to the empty room as I started to toy with my nipple. I’d never really been much into my own nipples. A few girls had tried playing with them while we fucked but it had never really done much for me, and I’d always just left them alone while I masturbated. Now, however, they felt alive and electric. I twisted my own flesh feeling the heat in my chest well up as I did so. What the hell was happening, I thought, but at the same time decided I didn’t care. I kept rubbing my nipples enjoying the sensation through the haze that now filled my mine. Slowly the warmth started to fade and desperate to feel it again I pressed the still open bottle to my nose again and inhaled twice more. I wondered somewhere in the back of my mind if this was dangerous but I didn’t care. It felt good. I ran my hands all over my body feeling little sparks of pleasure whenever my fingers touched my skin. I kneaded my hairy pecs and felt the firm muscles beneath the flesh. Sweat was starting to spring up all over my body, and I suddenly realized I was hard as a rock I took another long drag from the bottle, and basking in the heat that it brought, unbuttoned my pants. I shimmied them off and sat on the couch in just my tented boxers. I rubbed at my cock through the fabric, a massive wet spot quickly forming as my cock started to leak precum. I lay my head back again. With one hand I played with my nipple and with the other stroked my throbbing cock through my underwear. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore. Without even considering that one of my roommates might come home and fine me naked and hard on the couch, I stripped off my boxers and sat down fully naked on the couch. I grabbed the bottle off the coffee table and took several long huffs from it. My head was spinning. Stars were popping in front of my eyes. My chest felt tight, and my body felt like it was on fire. I stroked my cock. Shivers ran up my spine it all felt so good. I leaned further back into the couch and rubbed myself. My whole body was on fire. The scent of sweat joined the mysterious smell in my nostrils, which only seemed to turn me on more. I didn’t understand what had happened. When I sat down I hadn’t been horny in the least bit and now I was alight with lust. I pulled on my balls, moaning almost uncontrollably. Precum was now flowing freely from the head of my throbbing cock. It glistened on my shaft and matted down my dense pubes. It felt like I was in heat. I couldn’t control myself. I was being led by horny compulsions. After another big sniff of the brown bottle my hand started to drift down from my balls. At first playing across my taint causing little gasps to escape my mouth. Then, as if lead by someone else, for the first time in my life, I flicked my fingers across my hole. I’d never felt anything like it. Erotic pleasure erupted through me. I moaned and slid down the couch so my hips were tilted up and I had better access to my hole. I pressed against the tender flesh, feeling the resistance my hole gave and willing my body to give in. I pulled my hand away from my hole only long enough to spit into my palm and take another big huff from the bottle. I rubbed my spit slicked fingers on my hole and my head spun. I had never imagined anything could feel like this. It was overwhelming. My head lolled backwards and my mouth hung open stupidly. I felt a little trickle of drool escape the side of my mouth but I didn’t care. All that I was focused on was pleasuring my hole. My dick was completely forgotten, leaking as much as ever, pressed against my treasure trail. I never heard the door. I was too lost in my horny haze to pay attention to anything other than how good it felt to press my slick fingers against my virgin hole. I didn’t notice my roommate Alec walking up to the couch, or the shocked and terrified look on his face. I had no idea he was there until his shout of, “Jesus Christ! Matt what the hell are you doing?” broke through my mind.

Freshman Project: Jason (Part 5) Jason crawled out of bed, his hard five inch cock tenting his dark blue cotton briefs. Growing up his parents had only purchased plain white briefs, but one of the first things he had done after arriving out west was to go to the local department store and buy some new clothes. It had cost him quite a bit of his savings, but he didn’t want to look like a total hick. Blake had mentioned taking him shopping soon up in the city. Jason just hoped he could save up enough money from his job in the cafeteria to afford some sexy clothes for Blake. Jason’s roommate, Dennis, had a Friday morning class, so Jason had a few moments of privacy in the room. He picked up the plain black backpack Blake had sent home with him and set it on the bed then plopped down next to it. He opened it up and dumped the contents onto the bed. There was a dildo, a butt plug, an enema bulb, some lube, one of Blake’s dirty jockstraps, a baggie with a few gummy weed edibles, and a short note. The dildo was probably about five inches long and thinner than Blake’s thick cock. He picked up the note, it read ‘I will text you with instructions, enjoy’. He picked up the jockstrap and give it a long sniff, his already hard cock started leaking pre-cum as he smelt the combination of Blake’s musk, piss, and cum. His phone chimed with a notification, interrupting his enjoyment of Blake’s scent. Jason picked up his phone and saw he had a notification that he had received a text from “Master”. He remembered that at the end of the night as Blake was sending him home that he had asked to see his phone for second so he could enter his information. Jason unlocked the phone and read Blake’s text. Master: Be at my place after you are done with work on Monday. Text me when you’re on your way. I have a swim meet this weekend. I expect you to use your two new toys over the weekend while I’m away. Do you remember the homework I gave you Boy? Jason thought back to and recalled Blake telling him that he needed to research how to clean out his ass and also figure out of if he was going to let Blake bareback him when his ass was ready. Jason tapped out his reply. Jason: Yeah, learn how to clean my ass and decide if I want you to fuck me without a condom He waited several minutes and was surprised Blake had not responded. He read the message again and realized his mistake. Jason: Yes Master, I remember. Sorry Sir Master: Good Boy See you Monday Jason checked the time and realized he had about an hour until Dennis would be back from his class, so he went to his desk and opened up his laptop to start on the first part of his homework assignment for Blake, researching how to douche. Unfortunately with classes and work, Jason was not able to put the research to use until Saturday. Fortunately though his roommate chose to drive back to his hometown of Santa Cruz that weekend, so Jason had the room to himself from Saturday morning to Sunday evening. After he got done with his lunch shift, he returned to his room for an afternoon and evening of exploration. He ate a weed gummy and took the douche bulb Blake had given him and went to the showers. The dorm showers were individual showers with doors so they had some privacy. He followed the instructions he had found on the internet and cleaned himself out. By the time he was done, he was starting to feel the effects of the edible. He went back to his room, locked the door, and fired up his laptop. He loaded up some of his favorite porn that he had downloaded then grabbed the dildo and lube. He put a towel down on the bed, piled up some pillows so he prop up his back in position to reach down to play with his ass as he watched the porn on his laptop. Jason had played with his ass a few times when he had a brief opportunity to be alone at his family’s house. He would use a carrot and some vegetable oil. Afterwards he would destroy the evidence by chopping up the carrot and dumping it in the garbage disposal. So he knew the basics, and even though the dildo was not very big, it was thicker than any of the carrots he had used. He poured some lube onto his fingers and started working the lube into his ass. The videos he had loaded up were all bareback, most were twinks in twosomes or threesomes, and a few had older muscle men fucking skinny twinks. Jason had originally started out watching videos were the guys were using condoms, but one day he was feeling especially horny and had clicked on the bareback section of the website. He soon discovered that it was so much hotter to see guys fucking bare than using condoms. There was also a difference in the way the videos were filmed that he found hotter. The bareback videos showed more close ups of the tops’ cocks thrusting in an out of the bottoms’ assholes. This turned Jason on more than the full body shots that didn’t show the penetration which were more common in the videos with condoms. Jason felt the effects of the pot, it was making him feel his horniness in his body. He pressed the head of the realistic cock shaped dildo to his ass then relaxed his ass as slipping the lubed up head into his still virgin ass. It hurt a bit as it stretched him. He pulled it back out, applied more lube, then slipped it in again. He did this several more times, slipping the head in then pulling back out and putting it in again. Eventually he was able to get the head in without feeling any pain. A small puddle of pre-cum had leaked out of his hard cock and pooled in his belly button. He reached down with his other hand, scooping up the pre-cum with his fingertips then licking them clean. He fucked himself with the dildo for a long time, making sure not to play with his stiff cock, because he knew if he had an orgasm he would not want to continue. He also pulled Blake’s used jock strap over his face with the pouch covering his nose and mouth. Eventually though the dildo sliding back and forth across his prostate had him on the brink of cumming. He was tempted to jack himself off, but wondered if he could bring himself to cum hands free. He sat up and put on a video with his favorite scene, queuing it up to the climax scene then pressed play. He leaned back and started thrusting the dildo into his loosened up ass hard and fast, drilling his prostate. On the screen in front of him he watched three older men taking turns cumming in the ass of a young twink, the twinks ass getting cummier and cummier, as the each daddy shot his load into and on the hole, using their cocks to feed the escaping cum back into the young man’s hole. Jason shoved the dildo in all the way to its base as he started to cum. On the screen in front of him he watched as the cum loads of three men leaked out of the gaping hole of the young twink. Jason’s own cum shot out of his throbbing cock for his first, but certainly not last, hands free orgasm. After he had recovered from his orgasm, Jason grabbed the butt plug, lubed it up using his own cum that had sprayed across his chest, and then worked the plug into his ass. It was thicker than the dildo, but Jason only felt a slight discomfort as the thickest part of the plug stretched his ass ring as it slide into him. He cleaned up the room a bit then spent a few hours listening to music and watching Tik Toks as he let the effects of the pot gummy wear off. He grabbed a light meal at the cafeteria for dinner, then returned his room, took another gummy, cleaned his ass out again, then fucked himself with the dildo for the rest of the night while watching bareback porn. He did not feel like he could cum hands free again and instead wanted to see how many times he could cum that night while fucking himself with the dildo. He finally gave up after his third cum of the night, fourth of the day, as both his cock and his ass were starting to get sore. On Sunday, Jason worked the morning shift, then alternated between using the dildo for a bit, then putting the plug in and studying for a bit. Since he had to do some classwork he refrained from taking another of the gummies. Also after cumming so much yesterday, he refrained from cumming, instead saving up for tomorrow when he would get to hang out with Blake after class. He made sure he had cleaned up and aired out the room before his roommate returned that evening. Monday morning when Jason woke up, he saw there was another text message from ‘Master’. ‘Clean your ass out and wear the plug when you come over today. Don’t worry, you aren’t getting fucked today, you haven’t earned it yet’. Jason worked the breakfast shift, then had a late morning class. He skipped lunch, instead using that time to clean himself out and put the plug in before his afternoon class. He wanted to get to Blake’s apartment as soon after his class as possible so he could spend as much time with his new master as possible. It was hard for him to focus during class with the plug up his ass and his cock hard. He counted down the minutes until he could get of there and see Blake. Finally what seemed like the longest day of his life ended and Jason was standing outside the door to Blake’s apartment. Blake opened the door and motioned Jason inside. Blake had come straight from the team’s afternoon weight training session and was wearing a pair of skin tight compression shorts with a workout shirt, both visibly wet from sweat. Blake shut the door behind Jason then walked past him and sat down on the couch. “You ready to continue your training bitch?” asked Blake as he reached down and cupped his large bulge in his hand, giving it a shake. Jason swallowed before squeaking out, “Yes Sir.” “Good, strip and get between my legs,” ordered Blake as he manspread his legs out on the couch. “Yes Sir,” said Jason, a little more composed and confident. He quickly stripped, dropping his clothes haphazardly on the floor then rushed to kneel between Blake’s legs. His eyes immediately were drawn to Blake’s package that stretched out the fabric of his shorts. Blake was not hard yet, but it still made a large bulge. Jason’s cock on the other hand was rock hard. Jason didn’t see the slap coming, it stung and caused his head to jerk, but it wasn’t hard enough that it would leave a mark. “Boy, look at the mess you left on my floor,” said Blake as he grabbed Jason’s chin and turned the freshman’s head to wear his clothes were laying in the entry way, “now go over there and neatly fold your clothes and put them in a neat stack on top of your shoes.” “Yes Sir,” said Jason. He quickly scrambled over to his clothes and did as he was instructed. “Now get back between my legs on your knees,” commanded Blake. Once Jason was in position, Blake picked up the fully loaded bong off the table. “Time to get you good and stoned,” he chuckled. Blake had Jason take two hits off the bong for every one he took. He also shotgunned his hits into the freshman. Once Jason was baked out of his mind, Blake pulled him up onto his lap. Jason’s bare cock pressed against the thin fabric that covered Blake’s cock and balls. A shiver ran up his spine as he felt Blake rest his large hand on his naked ass cheeks. “I’m going to give you ten swats now for making a mess with your clothes earlier. I want you to count them out and after each one say, ‘Thank you Sir, I’m sorry Sir’. Nod if you understand?” asked Blake as he gently ran his hand over Jason’s clenched ass. Jason’s cock, which had started to soften as he tidied up his cloths, returned to its full five inch hardness as he lay there across Blake’s lap as he anticipated the upcoming spanking. He swallowed hard again and then nodded. Blake delivered nine sharp slaps to Jason’s tiny pale white ass checks, alternating between the left and right cheek, leaving enough time between each one for Jason to count out the number and say his thank yous and sorrys. Jason felt each spank on his ass and also through the plug pressing against his prostate. For the tenth spank, Blake put more strength into it and gave Jason a hard one that slide across both cheeks. Jason cried out as he pressed his groin down hard and arched his back up raising his shoulders. He quickly remembered to call out, “Ten, Thank you Sir; I’m sorry Sir.” Blake pulled Jason up to give him a hug, “You were a good boy Jason. You like being dominated don’t you, I can tell, that little dick of yours is hard and leaking all over my lap.” Jason nodded, acknowledging the truth, “Yes Master, I do.” “Good, now you get to worship your Master’s body,” he said as he pushed Jason back down between his legs. He quickly stripped of his sweat soaked shirt and put his left arm behind his head, exposing his sweaty smooth pit. With his right hand he grabbed the back of Jason’s head. “Get up here and lick my pit Boy,” he ordered as he guided Jason’s head into his sweaty arm pit. “Yeah, taste me bitch,” growled Blake as Jason went to work licking and sucking his arm pit. After a couple minutes he switched his arms out and had Jason worship his other pit. Jason was moaning and whimpering as he feasted on Blake’s sweaty pits. Blake gently guided Jason’s head across his torso and to his nipples, letting Jason lick and suck up all the sweat on his chest. Blake reached down and slid off his shorts. He positioned Jason on the couch, kneeling next to his lap. “Okay boy, suck that cock. I want you to unleash that cock crazed slut I know is in there, show me how much you want, no need, to please a real man’s cock,” commanded Blake. “Yes Sir,” breathed Jason then leaned over and started sucking Blake’s thick nine and half inch cock. He couldn’t get much more than the head and a couple inches into his mouth at first but did his best to take as much as he could while also working his tongue around on the head between the up and down stokes. Blake gently rested one hand on top of the teen’s head and ran his other hand down the boy’s sweaty back. He eventually reached the butt plug that was in the freshman’s virgin ass. He gave it a few gentle tugs before pulling it out. Jason came off Blake’s cock and gave a gasp as the wide plug stretched his tight hole as it came out with a plop. Blake reached over to the end table and grabbed the bottle of lube. “I didn’t tell you to stop bitch,” he said to Jason. The boy went back to trying to work more of Blake’s thick cock down his throat. Blake pumped some lube onto the butt plug then set the lube down and slide the plug back into the slim twink’s ass. Jason gave let out a moan as the plug slide back into his ass, which had felt empty without the plug in it. His eyes were watering and his jaw hurt as he tried to deep throat Blake’s thick cock. Despite the discomfort, he was rock hard. All the years of feeling guilty about and having to repress his desires were being washed away as he sucked on Blake’s cock. He knew he would do whatever Blake wanted, he felt the need to please the upperclassman. Blake shoved the plug in hard then left it there. The boy’s ass was still tight enough that it held it firmly in place. The jock smiled as he thought about how soon a plug that small would not stay in the boy’s ass after he was done breaking him in. Without saying anything, he pushed himself up off the couch, toppling Jason backwards as the boy tried to keep Blake’s cock in his mouth. “Bedroom, now,” ordered Blake. He then turned and walked out of the room towards the bedroom. Jason jumped up off the floor and quickly followed Blake to his bedroom, admiring the man’s toned swimmer’s body. On the nightstand next to the bed were several dildos and a plug that was slightly larger than the one Jason had worn to Blake’s apartment. Blake had Jason get on the bed on all fours with his ass near the edge. For the next hour Blake loosened up Jason’s virgin hole and then slide the larger plug into place. He then had Jason worship his cock again and shot his load down the freshman’s throat. Once Blake had cum he sent Jason home with the larger plug and instructions to be back at his apartment on Wednesday afternoon. Also he let Jason know that he was now no longer allowed to cum unless given permission by his Master. On Tuesday, Blake had Aiden over to share a bump of coke and breed the sophomore cum dump. After he fucked his load into the boy, the two lay cuddling on Blake’s bed. “How’s it going with the choir boy?” asked Aiden. “He’s taking to it like a duck to water. He’s going to be begging to take my poz load sooner that I thought. I’m hoping to have to him converted before Halloween so I can introduce him to Daddy Mark and the rest of his family at the annual family reunion,” answered Blake. Aiden tensed up. Blake felt the boy’s reaction and could see the uncertainty on his face. He gently stroked the boy’s cheek, “Don’t worry Aide, even though this will by your first time at the reunion, you will still get plenty of attention as one of the new boys attending for the first time. Besides you’ve already had the pleasure of meeting Daddy Mark and most of the family at Folsom, which I had to miss because of swim meet.” “Thank you Master,” replied Aiden.

Always raw!! And always breed!!

I visited the East Side Club last weekend. Sunday afternoon-- the downstairs was open -new showers and bathroom - but same space- tight! the rest of the halls, rooms were basically the same. Elevators were working. It was an okay crowd -mostly lots of men laying about. I did get fucked twice but that was it - it kinda felt i missed a peak afternoon period and it was about 5-7 when i was there so seemed sort of sleepy. It was nice to go back but i guess i'll do another visit in 2025. No reason to make a special trip for it. We (New Yorkers) should be just happy its still open.

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

FUCK YEAH!

i dont want a small penis, but i have often thought and fantasized about having my penis removed, but keeping my testosterone-creating testicles. Keeping my sexual urges, but not being able to relieve myself of them...

Uncle generously agrees to "loan" university tuition money to nephew. Explains later to horrified nephew, "You're being hooked up with a pimp in (that city). I'll be paid back directly by him from your tricks. How I got my degree, as well as a couple of guys in school now whom you know (names them)." Nephew: "You were a whore?" Uncle: "Was? You think my Porsche bought itself?"

I've been shared many times, the kind of man I gravitate to is the kind who'll want to, but usually that's more a case of 'surprise threesome'. But more years ago than I care to think about, I had a guy message me out of the blue on a site I was on at the time asking if I wanted to be pimped out. He didn't seem overtly crazy, and his profile seemed like it was his kink, so I went along with it. We never met, but he sent me the time and place to go to - I was nervous on my first 'job' but horniness won, I turned up at a middle of the road flat and got used by a nice middle-aged man, didn't end up being hunted for sport in the outback or with my kidneys in an esky full of ice on their way overseas. My 'pimp' evidently got a good report so he kept in contact, for the better part of a year and numerous jobs for a number of his friends/acquaintances before messages became less frequent then finally no more. So a bit of a fizzle-out of an ending, but it was (and still is when I think back) hot as fuck being recruited as a whore by a pimp I never met or really knew anything about.

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.

Again see disclaimers in Part 1. Happy New Year everyone! Freshman Project: Jason (Part 4) Jason woke up the next morning in his bed. His 5 inch cock his was rock hard and his jaw was sore. He was not sure if it was just his imagination or not, but he thought he could still taste Blake’s cum in his mouth. His mind was at war with itself. His religious upbringing was trying to make him feel guilty for all the sins he committed last night, specifically smoking pot and sucking a man’s cock. Meanwhile there was no denying that it had been the best night of his life. Part of him also feared it might have just been a dream, but when he looked down at the floor and saw the backpack that Blake had sent home with him, he knew it was not a dream. ***Last Night*** The southern baptist evangelical closeted gay boy had never felt more alive than after he had declared Blake his Master. Blake had reward him by sliding off the dirty jockstrap and freeing his thick veiny cock. Once free of the pouch, it quickly grew to its fully nine and half inch glory. “Worship my cock slave,” commanded Blake after his heavy cock had been freed and flopped against his smooth abs. “Yes Master,” responded Jason, embracing his new role. While he had no real life experience, he had learned enough about computers to be able to secretly watch a lot of gay porn over the years without his parents finding out. He shifted his position so that he was no longer laying next to Blake but was on his hands and knees perpendicularly to Blake’s body. He gently ran his hand over Blake’s cock, enjoying the sensation of feeling another cock for the first time. It felt similar to his own, but so much bigger. The one thing he noticed was that it was not quite as stiff as his smaller cock, even hard it still had a bit of bend to it. Being stoned out of his gourd, Jason took a long time just feeling the thick cock with his hands, running his hands up and down it, slowly jacking it. As he ran his hand down to the base he finally noticed Blake’s large balls nestled between the swimmer’s bare legs. Like the cock, the senior’s balls were much bigger then Jason’s. He wrapped his around the older boy’s balls, and gently stroked Blake’s cock with one hand while fondling his balls with the other. He watched as the head of Blake’s cock slide in and out of his foreskin. “That’s my Boy, now use your tongue,” order Blake. “Yes Master,” said Jason, getting turned on by feeling like this hunk of an upperclassman owned him. The most gorgeous guy he had ever met in real life was calling him his. As he started to lower his face and stick out his tongue, there was a small part of his weed addled brain that recalled all the safer sex messages he had been subject to during orientation and the meeting at the Rainbow Center he had attended, ‘use a condom, even for oral sex’, it said. As he stared down at the huge beautiful cock that belonged to his new god, he rationalized ignoring the advice, ‘it’s just a blow job, it is low risk, I want to to taste him, not a rubber.’ He ran his tongue up from the base of Blake’s cock to the head as he pulled the skin down to make sure the head of Blake’s cock was exposed. He saw a glistening drop of pre-cum oozing out the tip. He licked up to the tip and swirled his tongue around the head savoring the sweet taste of Blake’s pre-cum. “Suck it Boy, I don’t expect you to take the whole thing tonight, but eventually I’ll train you to be able take the whole thing, you want that right? You want to be able to deep throat real men’s cocks, don’t you slut?” asked Blake. “Yes, oh yes,” replied Jason. He opened his mouth and took Blake’s cock into his mouth. Blake knew he did not need to push too far tonight and punish Jason for not saying Sir or Master every time. There would be plenty of time to fully break the boy and unleash his truly submissive side. So instead of reprimanding the freshman, he just lay there passively as the horny repressed stoned teen let himself indulge a long unfulfilled fantasy and suck his first cock. “Take as much as you can and use your hands on the rest. Yeah that’s it. Get it nice and wet, feel it in the back of your throat, you’re doing great Boy,” instructed Blake, coaching the virgin boy, “Pull on my balls, yeah that’s it.” Having cum twice the night before and once before practice today, it took Blake awhile before he was ready to shoot his load. He made Jason work for it and much to Blake’s delight Jason never once complained about how much Blake’s thick cock made his stretching jaw ache. He warned Jason as he was about to cum, “I’m close Boy, you are going to make me shoot my load. I’m going to cum for you, take my load, take it, you’ve earned having part of me inside you.” Jason felt proud that he was going to make this hot experienced older guy cum. He had no second thoughts, he wanted to taste Blake’s cum, he wanted to have a part of Blake in him. It just felt right. Even though his jaw was hurting him, he redoubled his efforts, trying to take even more of the thick monster cock into his mouth and down his throat. “Oh yeah, take my gift Boy, swallow me, you want that cum, oh fuck yeah,” moaned Blake as he shot his load into Jason. The first couple of shots went straight down Jason’s throat, but the boy started to gag and pulled back so the rest went into his mouth. He did a good job making sure he caught it all and none spilled out. Jason savored the taste, it was both sweet and bitter at the same time. Blake reached down and gently stroked Jason’s cheek, “Fuck yeah, you did good Boy, savor that cum. A man’s cum is a great gift for a slave. Cherish it.” After he had recovered from his orgasm, Blake pulled Jason up and kissed his newest boy. He hugged the boy to him and gently rubbed his sides. Now was the time to be gentle and caring. Coach Malone had taught him that nothing was better to sooth the guilt an inexperienced boy might be feeling than snuggles. He smiled to himself as he felt Jason melting into him. He snuggled with Jason for ten minutes or so, letting the boy come to terms with what had just happened before he rolled over on top of the smaller student. Jason’s eyes shot open as he felt Blake’s full weight on top of him. He saw Blake smiling down at him. “Your turn,” said Blake. “Huh?” responded Jason. Blake sat up, pulling his legs underneath him, and straddled Jason, his naked ass resting on top of the boy’s small hard cock still covered by his tight skinny jeans. “No more speaking Boy until your Master says you can. Do you understand? Nod if you understand,” said Blake. Jason nodded eagerly. "Stay there, put your hands behind your head and clasp them,” order Blake. Jason complied. Blake climbed off of Jason and the bed. He smiled down at his newest toy, “You are so cute. You are meant to serve men. Now to reward you for taking the first step in accepting yourself, I’m going to make you cum for me, for me. Do you understand?” Jason was about to say something when he remembered that he had been ordered not to speak, so he nodded instead. He was rewarded by seeing Blake smile again. He wondered why it made him so happy to see Blake smile at him. ‘Was Blake right, was he meant to serve men?’ he asked himself. Blake reach down and unbuttoned Jason’s jeans then pulled them and his underwear down to his hips, freeing his five inch rock hard cock. Blake grabbed a tube of lube from the nightstand and squeezed a small amount into his hand. He then reached down and started to stroke Jason’s cock. “Cum for Daddy, cum for Daddy, give me your load Boy. Yeah you want this, you want to be sex slave for dominant men, don’t you?” asked Blake as he stroked him. Jason blushed but he knew deep down that Blake was right. This felt so right, he loved being told what to do, he always had. That was why he had always been a good boy for his overbearing religious dad. He did what he was told even if he did not like it. He needed a man to tell him what to do, he wanted to please a man, that was when he truly felt alive. “Go ahead and shoot your load Boy, you have my permission. Cum for me,” order Blake as he knew Jason was not going to last much longer. “AHHHHHH,” screamed Jason as the most powerful orgasm of his life rocked his young body. The first shot of his cum landed in his hair, the next on his face and rest trailed down his chest and stomach as his body twitched on the bed. When the last bit of cum had been milked from the boy’s balls, Blake started collecting it off his body with his lubed up hand. “Open your mouth Boy, cum is not to go to waist, it needs to always go in your mouth or ass. Show me you understand,” commanded Blake. Jason instinctively knew how to respond, he opened his mouth. He greedily licked and sucked the cum and lube off Blake’s fingers as his Master fed him his own cum. Once all the cum had been cleaned off Jason’s body, Blake lay back down along side Jason and took the boy into his arms, “You can speak again Jason, our scene is over. I hope you enjoyed it.” Jason started crying tears of joy. Blake was not surprised by the response, Aiden had reacted similarly. He held the freshman against him and let the boy process his emotions. When the tears had subsided, Blake spoke again, “You okay?” “Yes, thank you. That was, I don’t know how to describe it,” said Jason. “Heh, I’m glad you enjoyed it. I really enjoyed it too and I want to see you again. I look forward to doing even more, would you like that? Would you like me to take you on a journey of discovery?” asked Blake, already knowing the answer. “Yes,” said Jason. “Cool, you are a really awesome guy Jason,” said Blake. They stayed cuddling for awhile longer before Blake spoke again, “So Jason, about ‘safe sex’; the school makes me say a lot of shit about it, but the reality is that condoms suck. They totally kill the vibe and don’t feel good. While I have to push them in the meetings, I don’t use them. I don’t like having a barrier come between me and my partner. I want to feel you and I want you to feel me. I hope that’s not going to be a problem?” Jason cuddled his naked body up against the naked body of the senior god that was lying next to him. “I can understand that, but aren’t you concerned about STD’s?” he asked. “Not really. Everything is treatable these days. Even if it can’t be cured, it can be kept in check. If you have concerns you should go to the campus health clinic and ask them,” offered Blake. Jason felt a deep sense of dread at the prospect of talking with strangers about sex, “I don’t know if I could do that.” “If you have any concerns, you should. Ask for Ian though, he’s a gay guy that won’t judge you and will answer all your questions honestly. I don’t ever want you to feel that you’ve been pressured into anything you didn’t want to do, so while you can come over and suck me off whenever you want, I’m not going to fuck you until you beg me to fuck you, and I’m not going to wear a condom, you understand?” asked Blake. Jason was still too stoned to really understand, but he knew he did not want to say no to Blake, so he said, “Yes Master, I understand. But um, being honest, I don’t know if I can, um take you, you know, up there. You’re so big.” Blake gave a little chuckle, “I’m big but I’m not ‘that’ big compared to some others. If you want, I can send you home with a few toys that you can test out and play with at your own pace to start getting you ready, would you like that?” Even though Jason had sucked off Blake and eaten both his and his own loads of cum, he blushed. “I guess,” was his answer. “No guessing BOY,” scolded Blake. Jason sheepishly answered, “Yes Master, I’d like that, I want to be ready for you.”

Men started using my mouth when I was 14. I didn’t realize that my asspussy was my sex organ until later, around 25. I think the combination of the feeling of a stiff cock buried in my pussy and the grunts and groans of pleasure that the ass assaulter makes combine to put me in my place and enjoy my purpose as a cumdump bottom bitch. jleewyo69@gmail.com

Part 4 - The Vidmov Estate The way they both heaved a sigh of relief when closing the door to the bedroom in the guest room had them both laugh for a moment, forgetting how events had taken a dark turn. Christian was straight on his laptop researching on ways to kill a vampire. He looked over at Connor who seemed deep in thought and explaining that Children of the Moon are the most dangerous enemies of vampires, because they are the only thing strong enough to kill a vampire. Children of the Moon originally hunted humans, though over the centuries they have been hard-wired to kill vampires on sight in their wolf form. "That doesn't help much, they are just as much a myth" Connor replied looking solemn. "Only another vampire can kill a vampire" Christian added closing his laptop. Connor stood at the slightly opened window "Why do I feel I am way in over my head?" he asked. "We both are" Christian replied standing next to him, "Together we face this" he said. “You are sweet nerdy” Connor said looking at him, “I don’t know if I believe any of it… I mean vampires!”. Christian closed his laptop “Maybe you should tell that to your face then” he said getting off the bed. Connor turned to face him and his face was etched with a hint of worry and sadness. Christian walked over and reached up stroking the side of his face staring him in the eyes, his heart beating faster. His love for Connor growing stronger and the drive for sex rising in their bodies. Folding in on each other, arms wrapping around hugging hard. His closeness driving Christian insane and unable to stop, kissing his neck a few times until Connor responded moving his head seeking his mouth. And urgent passion surfacing between them as they kissed frantically whilst undressing. Connor taking his t-shirt off also removed the crucifix by accident and dropped them both to the floor. His sigh was long and erotic feeling Connor's skin again, their bodies so close. He took charge nudging Connor back until he fell on the bed pulling Christian with him. Undisclosed yet evident in his eyes, Connor was his heart’s desire that he dare not speak of now. The man was so agile and moved so effortlessly getting Christian on his stomach, on top he moved his cock between his arse cheeks gently rubbing back and forth. Kissing the back of his neck, toying and teasing until Christian could stand it no longer and began begging to be taken. Rising up his cock delved deeper between the cheeks forcing his hole to open. Christian moaned and buried his head in the pillow, still begging and pleading to be taken. Connor kissed the back of his neck as he pushed his cock deeper, the velvety feel of the arse surrounding his cock, the warmth that spread through his body in that moment of simple pleasure. Letting out a soft delicate moan he pushed until he was balls deep inside Christian. He could feel Connor's sexual awakening as the hips rapidly began moving beating against his arse with lusting purpose. In the dark street below a swirl of dense black mist appeared out of nowhere, rapidly growing and he appeared from within it. Looking up at window that was slightly open he sniffed and smirked, he could smell the pure blood so clearly and importantly someone was with him. Kovalek checked the road was quiet then tilted his neck back breathing out a long stream of white mystical vapour. Moving at the blink of an eye upwards, spiralling to the open window. He could feel his vulnerability already and took the opportunity watching and feeling his essence pour through the window straight towards his target. Rapidly snaking up his back and neck disappearing in to his nostrils and mouth. Gregor moaned as he was momentarily put off, his head instantly filled with sexual intimacy and could feel inside the pure blood for the first time. Connor gasped catching his breath and inhaling deeply, his own thoughts clouding over shrinking away quickly. A feeling like he wasn't there yet he could see and feel everything he was doing, his body moving on its own actions was now out of his control. Freaking out he wanted to stop but his mind was not his, within his own body he felt trapped, watching like a bystander having sex. Gregor could see himself as the pure blood looking down at young lad, erotic sensations driving Gregor wild, he had never felt such pleasure when inhabiting another body. He made the fingers dance up the young man's back scratching him. He struggled but through Connor he gripped the back of his neck pushing him down. In the street Gregor moaned opening his eyes and smiling. The young man’s heart appeared of true love for the pure blood. He couldn't allow that to happen, he was too close and needed to be removed, any distraction could prevent the pure blood's destiny to be with him. With a brute force he drove his hips down, the sign of the crucifix around the neck of the young man under him caused Gregor to laugh. His body rose from the hard thrust and he pushed his head down harder trying to keep him still. Christian initially aroused at how different his sex was from their first time, suddenly realised something was not right. Connor fought trying to stop it in fruitless attempts as the obsession in his head battled against his soul, his head now full of dark twisting thoughts, full of destructive forces telling him he to destroy Christian. His hips began moving so quickly and hard that Christian was on the verge of passing out, unable to catch his own breath between the pain, speed and intensity his body took. Panic and fear took over as he struggled to get free, it felt like he was being held down by an incredible weight crushing his body. A force of evil that pummelled his body trying to break him apart the deeper and harder it grew with every passing second. Connor gave a malicious laugh at the feeble attempts of the body under him, the thoughts in his head were so intoxicating that he began to climax feeling the body under him weakening and losing any ability to fight. In vain Christian tried again to push him off but his strength was waning, his breath short and gasping as he fought to breathe, his body failing take in air. The thrusting started bearing down on him even harder and he was in agony, his head being pushed down harder and the fingers gripping like a vice crushing against his head added to the agony. An angry roar erupted above him and out in the street at the same time. Gregor felt the orgasm in the pure blood coursing though his own body, he steadied himself breathing rapidly. Christian felt the pain subsiding briefly then Connor pushed his hips down grinding away as if it was trying to separate Christian's pelvis. Christian cried out pleading for him to stop before pushing his head harder into the pillow. Through his control of Connor he grabbed Christian by his neck pulling him up, seeing he was still alive he pushed his head back on the bed and took his cock out laughing. Christian seized the break and was able to push him off scrambling to his knees like a frightened child. Straight away he noticed that Connor's eyes appeared milky and vacant, curiously he looked losing his moment as Connor moved with such speed that Christian was caught in his arms that crushed around his body in a suffocating hug. Connor sniffed at his neck then bit down hard. Christian punched his back harder and harder until he let go. He looked at Connor unable to fathom what was going on and rubbing his neck noticing a little blood on his fingers where he had broken the skin biting him. Connor licked his lips staring at Christian with the most evil grin he had ever seen. Suddenly his eyes fluttered and cleared as a weird white mist quickly rose from Connor's mouth disappearing out of the window, he gasped then rolled back lifeless falling off the bed with a thud. Christian ran over to the window and saw a dark shadow across the street bent over like they were exhausted. The person turned standing up and looked directly at Christian, his black hair was short and brushed back all neat, the moustache and chin beard neatly kept. He was attractive beyond belief that Christian had to blink and rub his eyes, looks so similar to Connor but taller, yet he wore a strange long black coat that floated in the evening breeze. It was his eyes though, cold icy blue eye that stared up directly in to his, boring in to his soul. Making the mistake to eye contact Christian found he was rooted to the spot, unable to move for several seconds then the man grinned at him. The same twisted evil grin he had just seen on Connor's face. Christian tried hard to blink but his eyes could not break looking at Kovalek's, he raised a hand urging Christian forward. His hand opened the window fully and he slowly leaned out getting further and further, the hand pushed and he was back in the room. Kovalek laughed and Christian finally blinked breaking the hold he had over him. When he looked again he was no where to be seen and road was empty. He stepped back from the window feeling sick and falling over, his body in shock and his head hurting. Reality was now sinking in, there was no doubt he had just seen Gregor Kovalek and he had controlled his mind and body for a few seconds. He looked over at Connor who was still passed out of the floor beside him. Christian crawled over and knelt down at his side trying to bring him around but his body was cold, he was breathing which was the main thing. Noticing that the crucifix Connor was wearing earlier was not around his neck. The words wear it for your protection ringing through his head as he began searching through Connor's clothes and finding it tangled up in his t-shirt. He placed the crucifix on his chest. Immediately he could feel a warmth returning to Connor's body. Christian sat on the floor his body now trembling with the image of Kovalek burnt in his head, he was now aware that Connor was the body but it was Kovalek who appeared to have controlled him driving the sex. Stroking Connor's head waiting patiently for him to come round. That image of Gregor Kovalek and the haunting evil grin would not go away from his thoughts. The full reality of how things were going to and had started to change now hitting him. How can a myth or tale like that become so real he wondered. Christian now understood the words of those close would be in danger, Gregor knew that he was close to Connor and that he had tried to fuck him to death in those few moments. Looking down at Connor the love in his heart growing stronger and he was no longer able to fight this part of him. He had to be here for him that was all that counted right now. Connor mumbled and began opening his eyes, he sat up quickly and looked at Christian. Scrambling to his feet and stumbling disorientated across the bedroom to the sink he vomited bile for nearly half an hour before he fell to his knees shaking out of control. Christian kneeled down behind wrapping his arms around his body trying to give him some comfort. It took a while before Connor slowly began calming down, images of what he had seen being done to Christian now forming in his head. Eventually managing to speak "What did I do to you?" Connor asked looking confused. "Nothing" Christian replied softly still holding him. Connor looked at him "He got inside my head, I felt him in my body" he said sounding scared. Christian nodded "I saw him after" he said nodding to the window, "In the street". Connor sat forward "You saw him?" he asked and he nodded, "Then he really does exist?". "Kovalek looked up at me, his look was cold and evil" Christian replied trembling. Connor shook his head questioning their sanity "Did I hurt you?" he asked. "You didn't, but he tried to" Christian replied hugging him, "Come on, bed" he instructed. Connor nodded figuring that Christian didn't want to talk any more about it right now, they got in to bed and automatically they cuddled each other out of fright. There was still a look of disbelief between them and they both found sleep was hard to come by. Every noise or shadow was now a potential threat that kept them alert. Across the dark fields and wood in the Vadimov manor Gregor rose from his knees regaining his strength returning to him, the invasion of the pure blood had taken more out of him than the previous one and it left him weak and vulnerable. Carefully going down the steps through the darkness he opened the door and walked over to the human cage. Moving closer he sniffed long and hard detecting a near normal blood in his victim. The noise waking Jacob up who panicked forgetting where he was, crying and pleading to be released. Gregor watched with a smile on his face at the naked young man, the panic in his eyes. His invasion of the pure blood whilst having sex with another man had opened his eyes at the arousing sensation that was still coursing through his body. A desire to try this himself and a thought of keeping this young lad alive for his own perverse pleasure. Gregor raised a finger and touched the skin of Jacob then making a small nip with his finger nail on his cheek, the blood surfaced and he ran his finger over it. There was no longer any burning but it was still too early. He stared intensely in to the young man’s eyes calming him down. Jacob fought but soon found he was mesmerised and unable to look away, the icy blue so hypnotic that he couldn’t look away. Gregor reached in his pocket and pulled a small bottle of drink and a tube, he pushed it in to Jacob's mouth and throat then poured the contents down the tube forcing him to drink. A concentrated cordial tasting of blackcurrants that he was grateful for, unknown to him it contained the botanical mixture to relax and cleanse the blood of any impurities. Gregor smiled removing the tube and staring at Jacob and watching his body relax and his eyes slowly and ever so softly closing. Gregor turned around walking out and closing the door, the light of the new day would soon be upon him and it was time to sleep. Hardly managing to get any sleep between them Christian sat on the side of the bed rubbing his eyes. The pain in his arse had eased but the bite mark was still an angry red colour. Connor on the other hand was staring out of the window unable to look at Christian this morning as the full extent of what he had put him through became apparent. Thankfully the knock on the door breaking the weirdness in the room. Christian quickly put on some clothes and went to open it. "Evan, thank god" Christian said in relief and letting him in. "Are you two okay?" Evan asked straight away looking at them both and noticing Christian’s neck. Christian looked at Connor "He came to us Evan. The guy is real" he said sounding like an idiot. "Kovalek?" Evan asked looking worried, "He presented himself to you both?" he asked. "Well yes" Connor replied looking at Christian, "To Christian he did, I am scared for him though" he added. Evan nodded and Christian stepped forward "We know from the prophecy of the danger" he said. Connor looked nervous, "He was inside me, controlling my body whilst I was err...". "Having sex with me" Christian finished for him and looking at Connor. Connor shook his head "Evil took me, wanting me to destroy you Christian" he said welling up. Evan shook his head in disbelief "This is not good, did you see him. I mean physically?" he asked. Christian nodded "In the street down there" he said pointing, "He looked at me then vanished". "Then he knows for certain and that you are close to the pure blood" Evan said looking concerned. "He is evil or angry" Christian added, "I saw it in his eyes and felt it. Yet he is most attractive” he added. Evan shook his head “Nothing like that portrait now, but similar looks to Connor” Christian said. "It is worrying he presented himself to you" Evan said, “You must be careful in hours of darkness Christian”. As much as they were now trying to put on a brave face Evan could see that the whole experience had shaken both of them up. They spent an hour talking about it and trying to understand what had gone on. They had to move on going over and over the plan to rescue Jacob, it had to be done today to save him, plus there was already rumblings in the village at his sudden disappearance. Parked outside the Dormin guest house was a black SUV with two men leaning against it. Evan walked them over to it and introduced the men as Tomas and Ivan from Bram who looked the same age as Evan and both attractive fit looking Romanians with dark hair and brown eyes. They were friendly enough and introduced as protectors of the pure blood from this same religious society Evan belonged to. They spent several more hours discussing the plan to rescue Jacob, Christian was tasked with going to the guest house on the pretence of a drink and to keep Marcin busy until they returned. Time was already moving and it was late in to the afternoon when Christian got out of the SUV and stood looking down the road at the guest house. Connor came out and stood by him "Will you be alright?" he asked looking concerned. "Of course" Christian replied, "I just have to keep him talking somehow". Connor hugged him "If you get worried call Evan or me" he reminded him. "Will you be alright?" Christian now asked in return and out of concern. "I hope so" Connor replied then smiled, "What the hell are we doing messed up in this?" he questioned. Christin stare him in the eyes "Get Jacob first and we can worry about this later" he said assuring him. Evan looked out of the window "Christian" he called out, "If you feel threatened call" he said. "I have my crucifix on" Christian replied smiling and kissing him on the cheek. Evan looked at him and smiled "Maybe when this is over" he said quietly winking at him. Christian chuckled “Stop reading me” he replied, “It is so rude to do that”. Evan winked again at him “Well stop being so sexy then I will stop reading you”. The kiss on the cheek had given Christian a boner as he watched the SUV drive off along the road to the Vadimov estate, he turned and walked down the road to the guest house. It was quiet and eerily so he thought as he walked inside the small bar area. A muscular man in his mid twenties appeared behind the bar counter from the corridor leading off. His looks very natural and understated that had Christian smile immediately, captured by the look and smile he offered so readily to him. Marcin looked at him carefully "Can I help you?" he asked now staring at Christian. "I hope so" Christian said casually, "A beer please" he requested. "I don't serve alcohol" Marcin replied staring at him, "I have homemade cordial?" he suggested. Christian smiled "Excellent" he said sitting at the bar. Marcin smirked "Local fruit and botanicals to help cleanse your body" he informed Christian. "Cleanse your body?" Christian asked looking at him. "Yes, it will reinvigorate you, rid your body of any toxins" Marcin said, “Make you feel brand new”. Christian shrugged and watched Marcin prepare the drink "Hot work all this hiking" he said. Marcin placed the drink in front of him "You don't look like you are hiking" he responded. "Well it is really long walks exploring the place" Christian said taking a sip, "That's nice". Marcin watched him taking a longer sip "Are you walking alone around here?" he asked. Christian nodded "Yes, but I am meeting friends on the main road in an hour" he replied. His story seemed a little flaky and Marcin picked up on this watching and engaging with him as he spoke more and more. It seemed to be going so well Christian thought, well it did help that Marcin was actually very pleasing to the eye and he soon found himself getting very flirty with the owner and somewhat more relaxed than he had felt in days. Marcin watched as the young lad slowly began showing the effects of the cordial. The young man had been handed to him on a plate, an opportunity that he was not going to let slip by. Playing the ever convivial host he kept topping Christian’s glass up with neat cordial, the sweeter it got the more he was liking and drinking it quicker. Marcin engaging in conversation enjoying the young man eagerly drinking more and more, oblivious to the subtle effects it was having on him. Minute by minute his body absorbing the botanicals in to his blood stream, slowly building up the potency in his blood. The consumer was never aware of what was happening until it was too late. A chill suddenly surrounded Connor as he stepped foot on the steps to the Vadimov mansion, Evan looked back at him and Connor nodded. Evan reminded him to concentrate only on Jacob and not to open his thoughts otherwise he would start to get disorientated and confused. Inside he was scared but he was in this now and had to go through with it. The door was unlocked and opened quietly in to the stark emptiness of the entrance hall, cold and dark, the walls bare and their footsteps echoed across the void as they walked inside. Spreading out they looked for a door leading down and Tomas called them over to one he had opened. His head cleared and only thinking of Jacob was proving to be hard to maintain but he remained focused. The smell rising from the door was enough to make them all retch, the air dry and cold hitting them as they turned on their torches and climbed carefully down the large stone staircase into a vaulted ceiling crypt that seemed to go on forever in to the darkness. To one side an entrance with large stone steps going deeper down with the Kovalek coat of arms on the walls either side. Connor put his hand on the coat of arms and instantly he trembled as spine tingling chills ran up his back, Evan looked at him and Connor said in a hushed voice that he was sure Gregor was down there. Evan grabbed Connor by the arm sensing he was getting confused and about was about to walk down the steps. Focus he told Connor. Ivan flashed his light at them getting their attention. They walked over and pushed open a heavy door shining their lights around. The acrid smell of urine hitting them as they disturbed the air, shining the torch light around even more they heard a noise from deep inside the room. A rattling and a desperate pleading cry for help. They had found Jacob, quickly they flashed the lights around heading towards the sound. Ivan stopped and moved his light up and down, the skeleton of a body hung by the ankles with a pile of clothes and a bag to the side. "Oh shit!" Connor said seeing it and a wave of nausea rushed through his body clamping his hand over his mouth. Ivan bent down and felt the pockets pulling out a passport "Jacques Boufan" he said. Connor stepped closer "He disappeared last year, the priest told us about him" he said trying not to vomit. Tomas came back over to them "We have found him" he told them. Tomas shone his light and Connor looked in disbelief. In front of them was a heavy metal cage in the perfect shape of a human body standing a few inches off the ground and secured by the large ring in the top of the head section to the ceiling. Within the cage was Jacob completely immobilised from making any movement. It was a barbaric thing to see and Connor was finding all this hard to take in as Tomas shone his torch over the numerous clasps that secured the front and back sections together. "What the hell is this?" Connor asked looking shocked at how he was being held. "It is used to immobilise victims until they are ready" Ivan said looking at the clasps. Connor finally made eye contact with Jacob "We will get you out" he said assuring him. Jacob tried nodding but the cage around his head prevented it "Please help me" he cried. Tomas looked at Evan "This is way too easy Evan" he said shining his torch around the tomb like room. Evan nodded "I better look after Connor, he seems a little freaked out by this" he said. Ivan and Tomas began working on the numerous clasps before realising that no sooner had they undone one and moved the other the previous one closed on its own. Evan noticed this and began helping but they were getting nowhere fast. The cage was cursed to seal itself keeping the victim secured if any attempt was made to free them. All four of them began reopening and trying to force the front part away from the back to stop the claps closing again. Several hours they battled with the cage as Jacob panicked and grew frantic, his face said it all, he was scared and if they failed he knew his fate was certainly sealed with the arrival of darkness. "Stand away" Jacob said in a muffled voice before urinating, "I can't stop it" he cried. The smell was unlike any other they had encountered "What have you been given?" Tomas asked. Jacob whimpered then looked at him "Tasted of blackcurrant" he said using his eyes to nod down. Evan picked up the bottle and smelled it "Hold it" he said to Connor who was clearly trying to hold it together. "What is it?" Connor asked waiting for Evan who shook his head. "It is blackcurrant but something else I can't tell" Evan said as Connor put the bottle in his pocket. "It made me sleepy, makes me urinate constantly" Jacob said with tears rolling down his cheeks. Tomas looked at Evan "He is cleansing his blood" he said quietly so that Jacob didn't hear. "Look" Connor said looking down, "Where his urine went the clasps opened" he pointed out. Forgetting themselves they suddenly found it very curious and kneeled down looking closer and staring at it for ages, confused as to why they were here they simply looked and stared at it. Marcin kept looking at the monitor hidden behind the bar, he had seen four men entering the mansion from the security camera he had installed outside. He was no fool and figured this young man was here to keep him busy whilst this group rescued the villager. Christian had never felt so good or carefree and his body was feeling amazing as he laughed leaning on the bar resting his head on his hands smiling and flirting openly with Marcin who was flirting back and getting ready to seduce him in this dangerous game. Marcin chatted as he walked out from behind the bar pretending to tidy up then locking the door securely before returning to the bar. "There was me thinking you were another one of these vampire tourists" Marcin said. Christian laughed as Marcin poured him another cordial "Drink up" he said smiling. "So what do you think of these vampire myths?" Christian asked sipping more. Marcin smirked "Judging by your neck they are real" he said making it seem light hearted. "Oh that!" Christian chuckled, "Apparently the guy I had sex with got possessed by one" he said. "Is that so" Marcin replied making a stronger cordial for him. "Seriously. I saw him across the street, looked me in the eye" Christian said laughing. "Here have some more, you look thirsty" Marcin said topping then pushing the glass across the bar. "Thanks" Christian said leaning up and giving Marcin a kiss on the cheek then giggling, “You are very sexy”. Marcin smirked and touched Christians face "I am pleased to hear you think so” he replied flirting back. Marcin topped his glass up “Vampires are not myths, I can show you one if you like" he said in a hushed tone. Christian took a large gulp of the cordial "That's strong. You can?" he asked looking at him. "Yes" Marcin confirmed, "Vampire tours" he said laughing. Christian laughed as Marcin held the glass up for him to drink "I saw that Kovalek vampire guy" he said, "And I can tell you, he is dam sexy". "Finish it all off" Marcin urged him, "He presented himself to you?" he now asked looking curiously at him. Christian waivered on his stool "Well I see him, evil smile and all" he said dreamily, "I would definitely have sex with him". Marcin laughed "You English are all sex crazed" he replied then going serious, "Do you wear a crucifix to save you?” he asked softly. Christian grinned stupidly and slowly lifted the crucifix up "I wear one" he replied giggling. "Take it off, you do not need it on in here" Marcin said in a softly evocative tone. Christian looked a little unsure "I can't have sex with someone wearing a crucifix" Marcin added, "My religion forbids it" he added. Without even a thought Christian smiled and giggled lifting the crucifix over his head placing it on the bar. Marcin smiled and leaned over the bar within inches of his face. Christian smiled moving his head closer feeling their lips softly touch, Marcin delivered several tender kisses. Pulling back he smiled at Christian then walked out from behind the bar standing in front of him. Marcin picked up the glass of cordial holding it Christian's mouth urging him to finish his drink quickly. Christian smiled taking the glass and downing the drink, he felt so amazing and free and had never wanted sex more than right now, especially with his perfectly built young man. His head was already seeing them thrashing around in sexual desperation. "Your friends will be a while" Marcin said softly, "Shall we go somewhere private?" he asked. Christian nodded getting his phone out and looking at it "I should text them" he said. Marcin smiled watching as Christian scratched his head "How do I text someone?" he asked. "Give me your phone, you do not need it now" Marcin said as he handed it over, "We will copulate and I will leave my mark inside you you for my master". Christian giggled hilariously as Marcin put the phone on the bar next to the crucifix, he leaned in kissing Christian tenderly several times to which he eagerly responded. Slipping forward off the stool he fell in to Marcin's strong arms that wrapped around his body lifting him over his shoulder. Christian giggled, his head so spaced out that the his brain had lost the ability to control his movements, he was carried behind the bar then along a corridor to a section of the wall that Marcin pushed open like magic leading in to passage then a darkened room. He laid Christian on the bed and closed the door then stood over the young lad and began undressing him. The bed was strange with only a hard mattress and solid metal bars at either end like a very old bed and certainly not made for comfort. His thoughts though were on one thing as he now laid there naked and still giggling, he was able to make light responses to Marcin and felt erotic in a dirty way as he played with his hard cock watching the young man undressing. The fine muscular body and chest adorned with black hairs loomed over him, his cock protruding elegantly hard from his pubic hairs was long and thick. Christian licked his lips moistening them and tried raising his head to kiss him. Marcin used his hands to guide his head and mouth towards his cock, moaning softly as the young lips made contact surrounding the head. Christian closed his eyes savouring the taste of this hunk, sinking his mouth lower end enjoying the firm warmth of his cock. Lost in a world of erotic dreams and fantasy he worked the cock slowly guided by Marcin's hands on his head. Time mattered not he was wildly turned on tasting and feeling his cock in his mouth. Marcin pulled back looking down at the pleading eyes of this puppy, a malicious sexy grin on his face as he pushed Christian on to his back. He needed this man and he shuffled around on the bed raising his legs and rubbing his hole, mumbling words and begging to be taken. Marcin climbed on the bed between his legs, without standing on any ceremony he moved his cock in to position and pushed tearing Christian open. His back arched high off the bed and he cried loudly, the excitement had him finding the strength to lift his arms grabbing Marcin's waist and pulling him deeper. His arse burned yet he craved the forceful nature of him, he had to satisfy this man, satisfy himself even more. Every inch spearing in to his body hurt but he was weirdly oblivious to it. He had never felt like this, desperate to be joined with him through the act of mating, he wanted to be with him forever. His eyes focused as the body above him moved up and down as the mating began, the cock moving freely from the pressure of his thrusting, deeper and deeper he fucked. The angry passion in him rising begging to be fucked harder and harder, mate with me, make me yours he cried out. Marcin stared down in to his eyes and grabbed his arms holding them above his head ramping up the speed and intensity as he fucked the young lad deeper, penetrating his soul and shattering his body with ground breaking thrusts until he reared up and grunted wildly. Holding still and looking in to Christian's eyes whilst his cock pulsed with fierce intensity, injecting his seed deep in to the lad. Christian moaned smiling he could feel the seed filling his arse, the warmth of it sent a soothing tingle all over his body, the vibration from each pulse of his cock tantalised his anal wall. The sensations driving Christian wild relinquishing all control of his body, his breathing quickened rolling his head back he began ejaculating and urinating at the same time. Christian knew what he was doing but was unable to lift his head or open his mouth to apologise. A change had come over him with such speed, the heat of the passion sent his heart beating faster. Resulting in the numerous potent botanicals getting pumped quicker around his body, reaching every blood vessel confusing his mind and rendering him useless. Staring up at the ceiling in bewilderment and strangely enjoying the feeling of the warm urine trickling out of his cock. His muscles had ceased to function and his arms laid at his side, the effects of the anica oil doing its work with incredible efficiency. His body pain free in a comforting drowsy state, with no idea where he was now he had a satisfied sexual grin on his face. Marcin pulled his cock out and looked down at the open hole, his ejaculation came so hard and deep that there was no sign of any cum. He had impregnated the lad with his seed who now laid there like he had transcended to another plane, the young body was now marked and easy for his master to locate. There was a little disappointment that the lad hadn't put up much of a fight or responded towards the last part of their sex, he would do this again with him when there was more fight in his body. Marcin chuckled knowing that the amount of the blackcurrant cordial he had drunk would have him in this state for most of the night. He ran a finger over his mouth and lips then leaned down and kissed him softly, he knew that soon this body would be pure and free of any toxins. He was quite taken with him and almost forgot that he had to get up to the mansion. Marcin stood up and smiled walking up to the top of the bed and reached behind grabbing the manacles he secured his wrists to the iron bed posts. He did the same with his ankles then from under the bed he retrieved the metal collar securing it around Christian's neck then fixing the chain to it from the bed post. He picked up the young lads back pack and a notepad fell out, he opened it and read a couple of pages that told him enough. He was here with a friend researching Gregor Kovalek and it read like they had found out more than anyone had ever managed to uncover before. He knew what had to be done and leave the lad in the hands of Gregor. Right now he had to get up to the mansion and stop what was taking place, he now knew for definite that this young lad’s appearance was planned all along. The way he talked non-stop in an attempt to keep him distracted had now lead to his own capture ready for Gregor. Marcin smirked looking down in to his eyes shaking his head at him like he was a naughty child. He had never asked Gregor for anything through all the years of serving him, but looking at this young lad he would ask if his master would grant him eternal life as a play thing and to help serve his master. Marcin kneeled down and reached under the bed pulling the ancient leather head harness out. He kissed him on the lips again then placed the harness over his head, securing the metal rings to the neck collar and strapping the gag in place. Walking over to the chest of draws he pulled over several incontinence pads placing them under his arse to soak up the toxic urine that was dribbling out sporadically now the botanicals were now at full effect getting work in his body. He did one last check making sure the manacles were all secure. He gave his hole a little rub then smiled walking out the room and closing the door. Along the short passage way and out through the wall he walked in to the kitchen picking up the keys to his van. Connor suddenly shook his head beginning to feel disorientated as to where he was, looking around he wondered who the people here are. His eyes roamed up at the cage catching sight of the guy trapped inside the cage. Evan stood up putting his hand on Connor's shoulder, a spiritual force erupting between them. For the second time in as many days Connor was in Evan's head by some supernatural way, the voice coming through to him telling him to rescue Jacob and focus on the task. A swirl of white and he saw Evan in a church swearing to protect the pure blood, behind him was Tomas and Ivan also swearing their protection. The intrusion had the effect of clouding the confusion bringing them back to the task at hand. Evan pushed Connor away staring at him "I told you not to do that" he said sounding angry. Connor shook his head "I don't know how it happens Evan. Truly I am sorry". Evan nodded "I should apologise, I freak out knowing you are in my head" he said. "Jacob" Connor said, "The cage is cursed, what if we put water on it?" he asked. Evan touched a clasp then sighed quickly opening his eyes "The servant comes, he knows we are here". Jacob moaned and began urinating uncontrollably "Holy water" Tomas said, "Break the curse". Evan nodded and looked for his back pack "Guys it is nearly 8pm" Ivan said looking worried. Evan found the bottle of holy water and rushed over to the cage dabbing some of it on his finger and touching one clasp that sprung open. He did the same on several more clasps that all sprung open and stayed open. The other three dabbed their fingers in began working all over the cage and clasp after claps sprang open as the curse was breaking. "Clever to curse each clasp" Tomas said looking at Connor. Connor smiled at him "Time consuming if you ask me" he replied smiling at him. It was evident the relief on their faces that things were now going their way. Finally the front of the cage fell off with Jacob falling forward immediately, Ivan moved in quickly catching him. His whole body was weak with no strength or control over his muscles so Ivan hoisted him over his shoulders. "Got everything?" Evan asked shining his torch around and they nodded. Heading towards the door Connor stopped "Wait" he said retrieving the bag belonging to Jacques. "What do you want that for?" Evan asked securing his own bag over his back. "I think we owe his family an explanation" Connor replied. "That is not a good idea, how are you going to explain it?" Tomas asked looking at Connor. Connor shrugged but knew it was the right thing to do. Jacques family deserved to know the truth he told Tomas who reminded him that no one would believe such a story. Connor was adamant that at least they needed to know he was dead. Ivan suggested they drop his belongings off at the local police station under darkness with a note pointing them towards Vadimov manor. Connor agreed to go along with that suggestion. They walked out of the room and a gentle breeze floated over them, they then all started walking in different directions claiming they knew the way out.

My eyes were bulging, not just from the potent hot rail I had just snorted, but also from staring at this guy’s super thick cock, and wondering if I’d be able to handle that monster fucking my hole. He must have noticed that I was checking out his big cock because he said, “Wait’ll you see it fully hard.” I just said, “Oh, my god !” And, he laughed. “Don’t worry. In a few minutes you’ll be begging for it. By the way,” he said, “My name’s Trex, you know, like, ’T-Rex ?” “Glad to meet you. I’m Daniel.” Trex walked over to the closet, and unlocked two padlocks, then slid open the door. Inside, there were a couple of steel filing cabinets that were placed side by side, both of them padlocked, as well. After unlocking one of them, he slid open the top drawer and took out a bubbler, a torch, and a very large baggie. Damn ! Was that two 8-balls, or three, or more ! He carefully loaded the pipe, then handed the torch, a lighter, and the pipe to me, telling me, “Here. Work on this for a minute while I get some other things ready. We need to get your hole stretched out a little before I go in there.” I flicked the lighter and lit the torch, then placed the lighter on one of the shelves that was conveniently built into the wall, within easy reach from the sling. As I applied the torch to the bowl, I watched the shards quickly melt into a puddle. Then, I pulled the torch away, and rolled the bowl back and forth, letting the liquid Tina coat most of the inside surface of the bowl. All the while, I tried to keep one eye on Trex, curious to see what was going to happen next. I moved the torch under the bowl, and watched the Tina quickly start to swirl as I continuously rolled the bowl back and forth and moved the torch away, then back under it again, while slowly sucking the clouds down into the bong water, then up the short glass rod, and deep into my lungs, before cutting off the torch and blowing out a huge white cloud. Holy fuck ! I could easily tell that there was a world of difference between this high powered Tina and the stuff I was used to doing. Just this one hit (along with the hot rail I had done) had my heart pounding, and I felt like I was ready for anything. While I leaned over and placed the bubbler and the torch onto the shelf, Trex was unlocking another file cabinet drawer. He rummaged around for a minute, then pulled out what looked like an average size black dildo. He also had a bottle of poppers and a bottle of lube. “Let’s get you opened up a little before I fuck you,” he said. Man, that sounded good to me, considering the girth of that BBC that was slapping against his leather chaps with each step he took. What I thought was a dildo, turned out to be an inflatable butt plug, in its deflated state. As Trex gave the rubber bulb numerous squeezes, he informed me that the butt plug was 8” long by 6” around, and that it would inflate to a maximum of 9” long and 10” around. He must have seen the doubtful look on my face as I stared at the butt plug, which was now fully inflated. “Calm down,” he said. “We won’t be going that big………….unless you want to.” With that, he hit the release valve, and the butt plug quickly returned to its original size. “Okay, Danny boy; let’s try this out,” Trex said. “But, first, let’s get you flying a little higher.” He fired up the torch and handed it to me, along with the bubbler. In just a few seconds, Trex had the butt plug lubed up, and he was working two, then three, lubed fingers in and out of my hole. When he nodded his head, I started sucking the potent clouds into my lungs, as the bong bubbled wildly. At the exact same moment that I blew out a huge cloud, Trex steadily shoved the 8 by 6 butt plug all the way into my hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all I could say, as the Tina rushed into my brain, and my hole spasmed, from the incredible sensation of the butt plug that Trex had just jammed into me. “Just go with it,” he told me. I closed my eyes, and repeatedly let my head loll over to one side, then back again. When I opened my eyes, Trex had a big grin on his face. “Good boy,” he said. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I kept moaning, as I flew ever higher. Handing the bottle of poppers to me, Trex told me to take a couple of big hits. After the first hit, I could hear a whoosh, whooshing sound, and realized that he had started squeezing the rubber bulb, inflating the butt plug that was already filling my hole. In my ears, I could feel my heart beating even more rapidly , and my chest and head flushed, feeling the hit of poppers making my head swim. “Again,” he said. “Take another hit. That’s it. Good boy.” Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

I layed in the sling strapped in unable to move even if I wanted to, in the monitor I could see the butt plug filling my hole. I was in a fog of after sex glow, my cock was rock hard pre cum coating my stomach. My hole felt full, but the butt plug was no substitute for the real thing. I heard voices from the other room, and then in walked my new friend, and another older guy. He was in his late 40's good shape with a smooth chest, and swinging between his legs was the biggest cock I'd ever seen in real life. It had to be 8 inches soft. He came over to the sling and stood between my legs, the other guy stood behind my head and reached out and tweaked my nipples, an electric surge running through them to my cock at just the touch, my arse clamping on the butt plug, I let out another long involunatry moan, "Jesus mate, he is a horny one" the guy between my legs started working the big fat butt plug in and out of my sloppy cunt. "Yeah you gonna fuck my hole?" the sensation of the butt plug popping in and out of my hole was amazing but no substitute for cock. He pulled the butt plug out of my hole and brought it to my mouth, I opened up and he shoved it in, I licked clean the mix of cum and my arse juice, not to mention the "special oil", while I was doing this I hadn't noticed my arm being strapped and another slam being administered, I felt it though, the sting, the warmth, then the rush as I coughed I felt the dude between my legs slide his cock all the way inside me. "Oh fuck yeah, fucking fill my cunt" I had no idea where these words were coming from, but I'd never been this horny before and all I wanted was to get slammed by his big fat cock all night long. As he started to really pound into me old mate behind me started pulling back on the sling, so each thrust would be met by my whole body slamming down onto the cock inside me, "Fuck yeah Mikey this is one hungry hole, you want my babies in your cunt don't you boy?", "Fuck Yeah, fuck my hole, fucking fill me up". He didn't need much more encouragement, and with one final deep thrust I felt spurt after spurt of hot cum unloading inside me, he must have saved up his load for a week or more, cause when he pulled out a river of cum rushed out of my hole, which was now too open to hold it in. Mikey moved from his position behind me, and as the big dicked stud moved out of the way, he knelt at my arse and started licking the cum from my hole, "oh god yeah, eat my hole" His warm tongue probing my worked over hole felt so good and I was still flying from the second the slam, I wished my hands were free so I could stroke my cock. As Mikey finished eating me out a new larger butt plug was worked inside me. They both then left the room, leaving me strapped in the sling, buzzing on chems, and ready for my next cock.