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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.

I'm embarrassed to say how old I was but I first started doing it in the shower. No clue why I did it, I just thought it was fun how I could slip my fingers inside and how my hole would burn a little after. I started to like the burning sensation so I kept doing it.. and eventually everything clicked when I rubbed myself against a pillow while my hole burned. It was before I shot anything but it made me have the biggest orgasm... Then I got into my dads toolbox and he had this screwdriver that had a base... I became obsessed with rubbing against the pillow with a screwdriver handle up my ass 😛

Fuck yeah! Me being used as a slut knows no boundaries. Those lack of boundaries can occur in many ways: Being at a bookstore with my mouth open at a gloryhole. Him enjoy my mouth through the hole but eventually pulling back and leaving the booth to come into mine, uninvited. As he walks in, I am struck by the fact that he has a face that only a mother could love; through genetics, or because he has let himself go, due to age or life circumstances. As his face scans me head to foot, with a glimmer in his eye at the full sexual potential, with me bare-assed naked except for my athletic socks and running shoes. Seeing something change as he asserts himself, not caring about me as a person in anyway. I am nothing but a sexual object that he is going to take full advantage of. He takes control of me and the situation, us both knowing nothing is going to stop him from getting his nut. Or being at a bathhouse with my room door open, knowing that refusal is not an option...If they walk into my room I am going to offer up my holes, making no comment or asking no questions asked other than how does it want it. Having a steady stream of old and ugly and unkempt guys because I have written on every bathroom bulletin board that all cocks are welcome in my room, with no load refused... Or me placing ads on a variety of cruising apps that I am a slut who is available to any and call cocks for whatever that cock needs to be fully satisfied. Giving them the motel name, address, and my room number in the ads as an open invitation. Saying in the ads that my motel room door, which is easily accessible from the parking lot, will be ever so slightly ajar, waiting for my next cock. Advising them to make sure they leave the door slightly ajar when they enter my motel room, as other cocks may arrive during their visit and not to be surprised if a cock is present when they arrive in my room. Advising them if my motel room door happens to be fully closed, to knock because either I or someone else will definitely open the door and let them in... Taking care of the ugly guys in my area sexually is an important public service I am fully willing to provide!

Damn this is HOT! Can't wait for the friend to show up to use Manny more with Daddy!

Language exercise: "turn this negative sentence into positive". Solution: "place a biohazard sign at the end" ☣️

I was hoping for part 3 too.

Use this across my bottom and back, make me yell as you lash away. Leaving red wealts across my thighs and bum cheeks. Only stop when you are horny an need to cum, then grab my hips and ram up my hole. Deep long hard thrusts so your balls slap mine as I wimper and beg for it deeper, harder. Then pull me tight to your grion, not letting me escape as you spurt away filling my belly with all your sperms x

I like how that top really enjoyed himself breeding that btm and let the btm get his rocks off at the end!

Meet and greets with cum are the best kind for cum sluts like us. But I agree with you about regulars. They earned their place for good reason. And for that they we all get to fuck more.

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

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.

Hello everyone, sorry it's been so long and I can't believe how fast it's gone by. This is just a quick update to let you all know what's going on. First and most important is my HIV status. Still proudly Poz, and proudly not on any medication. But even more importantly is I found the loves of my life. I met a Dom in Ft. Lauderdale and was finally able to move out of my mom's house and have been living with Him for 3 years now, but as of last Christmas He's been sharing me with a Dom we met at the clubs who lives in Key West! So I spend my time serving between Ft. Lauderdale and Key West. Both are HIV fetishists and been so incredibly wonderful in training me and introducing me to the world of Kink in Key West and Ft. Lauderdale. as a fertile TPE breeding Puppy (I flag Yellow) As with all relationships it takes a lot of time and dedication, and it's not at all difficult serving 2 Polyamourous Masters! I don't work, Masters are a full time job actually, but do earn money doing parties and as a rent-a-pup in Key West. Both Masters are highly ritualistic, strict, and I have daily routines (from worship to working out, to urine therapy, diet control, reinfection rituals) I've toned up and lost 15lbs because of urine therapy and working out! But anyway if you're in Ft. Lauderdale or in Key West just hit me back here and I'll get you in touch with Masters. They have tons of gear, and I wear my puppy mask and tail (at all times).

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

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

2. I stared up at my roommate bleary eyed without stopping what I was doing. I gave him a sloppy grin, my mind too hazy to register how weird the moment was. Alec stood there and looked at me for a long moment. I must have been a sight, slumped down on the couch, naked and glassy eyed, drooling, my cock smearing precum all over my stomach, and my fingers desperately trying to penetrate my hole for the first time. He looked past me to the coffee table and noticed the open little brown bottle. Comprehension spread across his face, “Matt… Matt did you… did you open that little bottle?” He said, sounding concerned. “I didn’t know what it was,” I said, my words coming out slightly slurred. “I just felt so hot. It all felt so good. Alec it all feels so good.” “I’m gonna kill Jack. I told him not to leave those poppers laying around they’re too strong… Holy shit Matt!” While Alec was talking I had kept rubbing my hole and just at that moment I finally managed to get one of my fingers past my ring. It sank deep into my hole. I let out a long satisfied groan. “It all just feels so good,” I moaned, and with my finger still inside my hole I reached for the bottle on the table. For a moment it looked like Alec was going to try and stop me, but then another look came across his face. He came around the couch so he was standing in front of me now. His expression had shifted. He no longer looked confused and worried, now he looked hungry. “Is this the first time you’ve every played with your ass Matt,” he asked in a soft low voice. “Yes. I just felt… the heat… it led me there.” “It feels good doesn’t it Matt? You like having a something inside your hole.” “It all feels so good! I can’t stop.” “That’s because you’re high on Jack’s special poppers. They make everything feel amazing, but they don’t make you do anything you didn’t want to do… at least a little.” He paused looking me up and down. “Fuck, you look hot all gooned out on poppers playing with your hole.” “Thanks man. I feel fucking sexy.” “You are Matt, you are.” Alec grinned. Then he said, “Do you want me to help you feel even better?” “How?” I said desperately. The one finger in my hole felt so good I almost couldn’t imagine how someone could help me feel even better. “Do you want me to show you?” He stepped a little closer. I felt a shift in the dynamic in the room but didn’t understand it in my blissed-out state. “Yes!” I practically screamed. “Good… just remember. You asked me to do this.” With that he pulled off his shirt tossing it aside. I’d seen all my roommates shirtless at one point or another in out six years living together but I’d never really thought much of it. Now in my compromised state I found myself looking at Alec in a new way. He had wide shoulders and narrow hips. His pecs were round and plump with a little patch of hair growing right in the center and trailing down his trim but not overly defined stomach till it vanished in his waistband. For the first time in my life I thought… he looks hot. Alec unzipped his pants and kicked them off before he got between my legs and knelt down in just his briefs. “Alright,” he said, taking hold of my wrist and pulling my hand away from my hole. “One hand playing with your nips and one hand holding those poppers to your nose boy. Take a big long inhale for me and count to ten before you breathe out.” I did as he said. With the hand that had just been in my hole I started to play with my nipples switching between sides, and with the other I pressed the bottle to my nose and took a long deep sniff. My head swam. My vision closed in for a second. Heat rushed down through my body. Alec took hold my both of my thighs, and positioned me a little closed to the edge of the couch. Then while I was lost in the rush of a fresh his, started flicking his tongue around my hole. My mind exploded with pleasure as Alec went to work on my hole. I moaned and whimpered, unable to do anything but lay there. My jaw hung loose, my mouth just open, as he ate me out. It was like nothing I had ever experience. I couldn’t believe what was happening. My hole quivered under his assault. Steadily his tongue’s flicking motions became more and more pointed, pressing directly into the center of my hole. “That’s it,” he mumbled, “Open that straight boy hole up for me.” “Fuck! Alec. Fuck! That feels so good,” I said blearily. “Good boy. Give in to that feeling. I’m going to make you feel so good. Take another big his for me.” I did as he instructed and took another long hit. Closing my eyes as I held my breath letting the mysterious scent take me away. “Fucking beautiful,” Alec said, and pushed his tongue harder against my hole. He pushed and pushed and I felt myself opening up for him. My hole bloomed around his invading tongue, slowly relaxing till it was putty in his hands. “Fucking beautiful,” he muttered again, and started rubbing his fingers around the edge of my hole. My cock throbbed at his touch, and big globs of precum pumped from the tip adding to the trickle that was constantly leaking out. My stomach was sticky mess, all my hair matted down to my skin with smears of precum. “You’re almost there,” Alec cooed, “Just a little more Mattie. Relax. You want me to make you feel good don’t you.” “Yes! Please! Make me feel good.” “Good boy. Just relax then. I’m going to make you feel good in ways you could never imagine. Another big hit for me.” I pressed the bottle to my nose as he spit onto my hole, and smeared it around with his fingers. When I finally breathed out Alec pressed at my hole with two of his fingers. There was a brief second of resistance and then my hole just opened for them. As if by magic my virgin hole winked open and Alec’s fingers disappeared completely inside me. “Oh fuck!” I shouted. “Good boy. Good boy.” Alec said as he started to work his fingers in and out of me. My head was spinning. My body was on fire. I was sweating so much that the scent just hung in the air. I couldn’t focus on anything. The crashing waves of pleasure Alec was sending through my body were completely overwhelming. I felt like I should have cum right then but I didn’t. Instead my cock just continued to throb and leak. Alec worked my hole expertly, twisting his fingers in and out. He held two fingers from his other hand in front of my face and said, “Suck.” Obediently I opened my mouth and sucked down his fingers. Inexpertly I slobbered all over them till they were dripping with spit. Alec withdrew his fingers from my desperate mouth and started to alternate between which hand was invading my hole. He had me take another hit and when I did he pressed another finger into me, widening my hole even more. I just moaned. It was bliss. Everything that was happening felt so blissfully wonderful why would I ever give it a second thought, let alone resist. We repeated the process of me huffing deeply as he finally added his fourth finger to my hole. Some little part of my brain couldn’t believe what was happening. I’d never imagined playing with my hole even a little and now my gay roommate had four of his fingers crammed in ass and I was loving it. “Fuck yes,” Alec said, “You like that don’t you straight boy? You like me opening up your ass.” “It feels so good man! Don’t fucking stop!” “No that’s not enough Mattie,” he said, and pulled his fingers out of my now open hole. “You have to say it. Tell me what’s making you feel so good.” “You Alec. You’re making me feel so good… your… your fingers in my ass! Fuck! Finger my hole Alec!” I practically shouted. “Good boy.” He said, and rammed his fingers back inside me. “Your holes so open Matt. You look so fucking hot high off your mind on poppers stretched around my fingers. Fuck!” “Your fingers feel so good inside me. I never… I never thought having something in my ass would feel this good!” “Well,” Alec said with a wicked grin on his face. “Wanna try something even better?” “What?” “Flip over with your chest on the back of the couch.” He instructed taking his fingers from my hole again. “Perfect, now stay right there while I go and get something I think you’ll like even more than fingers. Take a couple big hits of those poppers while you wait.” I never thought of doing any other than what Alec instructed. If there was something that would feel even better than his fingers in my ass then I wanted to find out what it was. So I stayed bent over the back of the couch, my ass on full display and took two deep drags off of the bottle clutched in my fist. After a moment I head Alec coming back, “Eyes forward,” he said in a commanding voice I’d never heard him use before, “You don’t need to see what’s coming, just give in to the pleasure.” I obeyed. I could hear him setting several things down on the coffee table. Then there was a new sensation. Something blunt and thick was pressing against my hole. It felt cool and slick against my nearly virginal pucker. “Deep hit off the poppers boy.” I followed his instructions, flying so high I was likely never to come down. As soon as the scent hit my body my hole relaxed and whatever Alec was pushing against my hole slid easily inside me. We both let out load deep moans. “Holy shit, you just took that whole thing,” Alec said as he started to work the invading object in and out of my hole. “What a waste… a straight guy having such a perfect fag hole. Although,” he jammed the object roughly into my hole again causing me to whimper, “Get you high enough on poppers and apparently it doesn’t matter if your straight or not does it.” “Fuck Alec! What did you put inside me! It feels so good. Don’t stop! Keep fu…” I stopped… a little part of my mind that was still in control knew what I had been about to say and had pumped the breaks despite how good it felt. “Keep doing what? What did you say boy? Come on… let it out, or I’ll stop.” He slammed the object in and out of me a couple of times as if to drive his point home. “Don’t stop…” I couldn’t say it… but I wanted to… he started to pull the object out of me, slowly and deliberately. I panicked, what if he really did stop and then the pleasure would stop! “Don’t stop fucking me!” I practically shouted. “God damn that’s hot. High on poppers and literally begging to be fucked. Do you want to see what I’ve been fucking you with Mattie?” “Yes!” He pulled the object out and held it off to the side. I looked over my shoulder startled to see a thick black dildo. I stared aghast at it. It seemed impossibly thick and several inches longer than even any dick I’d ever seen in a porno. That thing had been inside me?! “I told you, you had an impressive hole. You took this one so easily, let’s try something a little more intense.” “Yes please Alec! Fuck me! Please Alec! Fuck me!” He leaned over, his hand between my shoulder bladed and his mouth right next to my ear. “Don’t worry straight boy… that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

Same here, I'd let him pierce what ever he wanted 😉

I don’t allow my fags to touch their cocks while we are fucking. They really shouldn’t touch it at all when in my presence. It’s a 2 player game. My cock and their hole. If the fuck causes a handsfree orgasm that is ok. That’s great, as long as the bottom realizes that we are not finished until the top(s) cum, and cum as many times as they want. If a bottom cannot continue taking cock after an orgasm he should absolutely not cum. If he can, then I’m agnostic on the topic. His orgasm is irrelevant. He is there to serve the top(s), give pleasure, and receive sperm.

Many years ago I had a dom master that would organise for groups of guys to come round and use me at his. I'd get ready and he'd give me a quick warm-up fuck to open me up ... then invite 4-6 friends round over the evening to use me. I was never allowed to refuse (not that I would) and occasionally I was blindfolded. I trusted him to 'vet' the guys and also make sure things didn't go too far. At the end of the night he'd cum pretty quick in my already overflowing hole. I do sometimes miss it, but there were times where a group of guys having a mundane conversation about caravans while you're trying to get railed was kinda distracting.

i am lucky, she likes it bare and poz

For 13.5 years my ex basically controlled my entire sex life. He would organise guys to come and fuck me, he would take me to the backroom and supervise me being gangbanged - he even organised the tops for my conversion party. He loved watching me taking loads and he loved fucking me after I was full of loads. Funny part was, I love it too.

My apologies everyone for being absent for so long. My job is taking off and consuming more of my time (a good thing financially) and I've had some family challenges (my elderly parents are well, elderly and needing more attention). I have seen your messages and they have helped motivate me to continue with this story. Its going to be a bit of a slow burn but this chapter marks a major milestone in Jason's journey. Usual disclaimers apply (see chapter 1). Freshman Project: Jason (Part 3) Jason sat waiting at the table of the coffee house, slowly sipping his iced mocha frap. It was 4:10pm on Thursday and he was becoming increasingly resigned to having been stood up by Blake. He told himself he would give it five more minutes before trying to salvage some dignity by leaving. He looked down again at his phone and checked the time for the twentieth time in the last fifteen minutes. “I’m so sorry Jason,” said a nearly breathless voice from above him. Jason looked up saw Blake standing there, wearing a sweat soaked tank top and thin nylon workout shorts. Blake flashed his smile and Jason immediately forgot all about being made to wait, “Our team’s time in the weight room got bumped back so I didn’t get out of there till four. I tried to find a way to contact you today but apparently you didn’t sign in at the meeting, so I didn’t have your email or phone number.” “Huh, sign in? I didn’t know there was a sign in. Oh well no worries about being late, I wasn’t concerned,” lied Jason. “Cool, we should exchange numbers just in case something like this happens again,” said Blake as he sat down in the chair across the table from Jason. He noticed Jason was dressed up a bit more than the last time that he had seen him.. He had a nice button up shirt that framed his skinny body well and a pair of tight skinny jeans that looked like it was the first time they had been worn. Blake figured they were a purchase made after he got to school as he couldn’t image the boy wearing them back in Alabama around his religious family. Blake reached out and took a hold of one of Jason’s hands, prying it off the drink which he was clutching with both hands. Jason reacted by looking directly at Blake, something he tended to avoid doing that often. Blake smiled and said, “I hope I’m not being too forward, but do you want to go over to my apartment, its just a couple blocks off campus, and talk there? I know I said we would talk more here first, but I think I need a shower and I’m too jacked up from an energy drink I had before my workout to want any coffee.” While Blake was talking he gently ran his thumb over the back of Jason’s hand. Jason resisted the urge to immediately say yes, he did not want to appear too eager; he did not want Blake to think he was a slut, as if a virgin could be a slut. So he counted to three in his head before answering, “Yeah, I guess that would be fine, I could see you not wanting to sit there all sweaty.” The matter agreed to, Jason quickly downed the rest of his drink, giving himself brain freeze. He tried to act cool, but there really isn’t any way to do that while a chunk of ice is trapped where your sinuses meet the back of your throat. Blake licked his lips and said, “You look really cute when you are making faces, I bet you look amazing when you have your O face.” Jason blushed. He wondered if Blake was teasing him or flirting with him. He forced himself to laugh as he heard Blake laughing. Jason followed Blake to his apartment. In the ten minute walk they talked about Blake being on the swim team. He wasn’t a star and he wasn’t attending on scholarship. The school was limited to the equivalent of about ten full time scholarships and Blake wasn’t good enough to receive one. Still he enjoyed swimming and liked competing even if he was not getting to the podium that often. The season was just about to start and they had their first meet during the coming weekend. Currently they had practice every morning starting at six and then either alternated in the afternoon between another swim practice and time in the weight room. Today they were scheduled for the weight room but the football team was late getting out of there. The school’s football was in the top twenty-five and got whatever resources they wanted, while the other sports took got the football and basketball teams’ crumbs. Blake explained that he was paying for college through student loans, but was doing pretty well with his side hustle so it was manageable. Jason asked what his side hustle was but Blake just gave him a non-responsive answer, “Just a lot of different things to make a buck.” Jason did not press any further on the subject. When they got to the apartment, Blake plopped down on the couch saying he was exhausted from his workout and needed to sit down for a bit, asking if Jason minded that he postponed the shower. “Um, no, that’s fine. You don’t stink or anything,” said Jason again regretting that he did not shut up after the first sentence. “Good to know,” said Blake with a smirk. He patted the seat next to him on the couch with one hand as he grabbed the remote with the other, “You ever seen the series Heartstopper?” Jason sat down on Blake’s left, making sure he was close but not touching, “No, what’s it about?” “Oh you sheltered little gayby. It’s British. It’s about a gay boy that has a crush on a jock. I think it’s right up your ally,” said Blake as he turned on the TV. He reached his left arm around and set it on the back of the couch behind Jason, making sure the boy got a good whiff of his sweaty pit. After they finished the first episode, Blake got up and grabbed his weed pipe and a bag of Indica. He sat down next to Jason, closing the gap so that their sides were now in contact. “Do you, uh, partake?” asked Blake as set the pipe and weed down on the coffee table. “Um, I don’t know. Won’t you get in trouble with the swim team, I heard at orientation that anyone participating in athletics were subject to drug tests,” answered Jason. “They stopped testing for pot when it became legal in the state. They just don’t mention that to the students cause they don’t want to encourage it,” laughed Blake. “Oh, I just never thought about it. It wasn’t really available at my school, unless you were willing to hang around with the, uh, bad kids since it’s illegal in Alabama,” said Jason. “Bad kids? What made them bad?” asked Blake. “Uh, yeah, I don’t know. I guess that’s just my dad talking. I’ve never smoked marijuana before but I’m willing to give it a try if you promise not to make fun of me,” said Jason. Blake told him the basics of how to smoke it and after Jason’s first sputtering and coughing hit, offered to teach Jason how to shotgun a hit, keeping his lips just millimeters away from the naïve boy’s lips. Once they were both good and stoned, they resumed watching TV, but this time Blake was more aggressive and wrapped his arm around Jason and pulled him against him. Jason relaxed into Blake and leaned his head against the swimmer’s muscular chest. While Blake was all shaved and had a boyish look to him, his sweaty musk was all man. The weed was hitting Jason hard and making him want to lie down, he turned himself sideways and pulled his legs up onto the couch. Blake turned and look over at him. “If you want we can go watch this on my bed, I have a TV in there, it would probably be more comfortable.” “Sure, but I don’t know if I have the energy to walk over there right now, I’m really stoned I guess,” said Jason. “No worries, I got you,” said Blake. He got up, pulling himself out from under Jason, who collapsed onto the couch. Blake reached over and hooked his arms under Jason’s shoulders and knees, then lifted the smaller boy up and carried him into the his bedroom and gently tossed him onto his king size bed. He piled the pillows up at the head of the bed then climbed in next to Jason. He started the show back up on the bedroom TV then asked, “You don’t mind if I take my shirt off do you?” “Uh, no go ahead,” said Jason. He openly ogled Blake as the young man stripped off his tight tank top. He was too busy staring at Blake’s chest to realize what Blake was doing when the older boy reached over and grabbed the bottom of Jason’s shirt. “I think we’d both be more comfortable with your shirt off as well,” said Blake as he pulled Jason’s shirt off. Jason was too stoned to let his shyness stop Blake. After they were both bare chested, they resumed their cuddling as they watched the show. Jason was now on Blake’s right side. Blake slowly maneuvered it so his Jason was curled up against his side with Jason’s head on his chest and the boy’s leg over his. He stretched his arm down Jason’s back and let his hand rest on top of his ass. They watched the teens in the series developing their relationship while occasionally sharing another shotgun of weed from the pipe and baggie of weed that Blake had stashed in his nightstand. Blake kept rubbing his hand along Jason back from just under the shoulders to all the way to the bottom of the twink’s bubble butt. Jason being high, was enjoying the touch and without even thinking about it was rubbing his hand up and down Blake’s torso, every now and then going lower to brush against the growing bulge in Blake’s workout shorts. When Jason’s hand was down near his shorts and brushing against his semi-hard cock, Blake grabbed the boy’s hand with his left hand and moved the inexperienced boy’s hand directly on top of his cock, “Go ahead, feel it.” Jason ran his hand over Blake’s cock feeling it getting harder through the soft nylon shorts. The bulge grew without really lengthening all that much. Blake shifted on the bed and pulled his shorts down, revealing a white jockstrap that was struggling to contain his cock. As soon as he resumed his position laying on his back, Jason’s right hand was back rubbing and gently exploring the bulging pouch of Blake’s jock. Meanwhile Blake slipped his hand under the back of Jason’s jeans and underwear, running his finger along the virgin boy’s crack. “Go on boy, I know you want to smell it,” said Blake, his usual relaxed surfer boy voice suddenly having a more commanding tone. He grabbed Jason’s hair with his left hand and pulled the boy’s head down to his crotch. He held the boy’s head against his sweat, piss, and cum stained jock. He had made sure to jack a load into the jock before he left to the weight room that afternoon. Jason could not help himself, he was no longer in control of himself; the drugs and Blake’s commanding presence had taken over. He buried his nose in the jock pouch, feeling the hard cock under the knit fabric. He took a deep breath through his nose, taking in Blake’s intoxicating scent. “Mmmmm,” he moaned. “Yeah, your going to be a good boy for me aren’t you Jason,” said Blake as he ran his right middle finger over Jason’s asshole while using his left hand to press the boy’s face against his jockstrap covered cock. “Yes Blake,” said Jason. He was harder then he had ever been before. “Boy, when we are in private you will call me Sir or Master. If you want this cock, if you want me to release it from my jockstrap and let you suck it, you need to agree to be mine this year. You want this cock in your mouth don’t you boy?” growled Blake. Jason’s mind was all over the place. The combination of the potent smell of Blake’s manliness and the strong weed had him barely able to form a coherent thought. He just knew that he was harder than he had ever been in his life and he wanted more. He wanted, no needed to see Blake’s cock and have it in his mouth. He needed to taste Blake’s cock and his cum. “Yes,” he whispered. “Yes, what?” said Blake firmly. Jason’s response was barely audible, “Yes Master.” When the boy chose Master instead of Sir in that moment, Blake knew that Jason was his. Now he needed to make sure Jason knew it as well, “What was that Boy, I couldn’t hear you?” “Yes Master,” said Jason slightly louder. “Louder bitch,” Blake commanded. “YES MASTER,” yelled Jason.

**Seasons Greetings, Everyone** My eyes dart to Dad, then to Grandpa, then back to Dad; bewildered. “It’s time for you to join our little family tradition.” As Dad squats down to look me square in the eye, his robe comes wide open. No pretenses of modesty anymore. A glistening string of pearls oozes from a metal ring protruding from the hood of his cock. My breath is caught in my throat. What the fuck is going on here?! Dad pulls my head up to look me in the eye. “This is why you haven’t been allowed to come with us all these years. We had to wait until you were of age. Trust me – I wanted to bring you out here and join us much sooner.” Grandpa could see the confused look on my face. “It’s a special elixir that will make this Christmas festive.” “You’re gonna love it, Baby Bro,” Ronnie said. His body radiated a frenzied energy, as though he had seen Rudolph outside in the snow. “It’s gonna make you so…” “Zip it, Robbie,” Dad says as he reaches inside Robbie’s robe and gives his nipple a hard tweak. “Do you trust me?” Dad grabs a firm hold of my chin, directing my eyes into his piercing gaze. I am frozen in place, in shock. I want to pull my head away, but it is as though he clenched his hand around my inner being. “You have a choice,” he says. His demeanor shifts and I am taken back to my youth whenever he reprimanded me, lording his authority over me. “You stay here, go through our little ritual, and join our clan. If you stay with us, I promise you it will be the best decision you ever make. Otherwise, you go up to your room, gather your stuff, and bring it downstairs. You will be locked down in the basement, spending the rest of your time down there alone.” “Please stay, Baby Brother! Please stay! I’ve been counting down the minutes to this moment!” Robbie is practically bouncing up and down. “It’ll make sense soon enough.” Grandpa says, picking up the syringe. He strokes the side of my face. “Please stay, Baby Boy. Show Santa what a good boy you are.” “Uhhh…I guess.” What the hell was I supposed to say with their eyes staring at me intently, full of giddy hope, yearning, and Dad’s stern paternal stare?! Whatever it is they have in mind, they really want me to be a part of it. That much is abundantly clear even as nothing else makes sense. Still, the peculiar way everyone has been acting this morning has me more than apprehensive. “Good, Baby Boy! You know Dad loves you so very much and is so excited to go on this journey with you.” Just then, the front door busts open, letting in a blast of swirling snow and frozen air. “Ho Ho Hooo-oh good, we didn’t miss it!” “Papaw!” Robbie runs over to greet our great-grandfather, the eldest living member of the McKinley family. I pull my robe closed tight against the harsh wind howling inside. “We thought we would never make it.” Uncle Tom slams the door closed, bracing against the onslaught of wind and snow. Carrying a pair of bags, he stomps the snow off his boots. “Fucking storm canceled all incoming flights. We drove through the night, inching along at points. Almost thought we were going to get stranded as this second front moved in, but here we are.” “I wouldn’t miss the christening of my Baby Boy to save the world.” Papaw says, giving me one of his crushing bear hugs. “You did say yes, didn’t you, Baby Boy?” “I mean…I don’t know what I said yes to.” “To the best day of the rest of your life,” Uncle Tom says with a hug before embracing Dad, Grandpa, and Robbie. “I’m going to take our bags up to our room. Don’t start without me.” “Wouldn’t dare, Big Bro,” Dad says, kissing Uncle Tom as he passes by. I am thoroughly confused…especially as I adjust my hardening cock to conceal it in my robe. I’ve known for a while I’m attracted to boys. No, take that back, men. My classmates never did it for me. But their dads… But my own dad?!? I look over to see Grandpa remove his green velvet vest, revealing the expanse of salt-and-pepper fur covering his chest. A pair of silver rings adorn his nipples. Dad shucks his robe and I see he has a similar, but smaller pair of rings. I look to my left. Robbie the same. “Like the rings, Baby Boy?” Dad reaches out and puts one hand on Robbie’s chest, the other on Grandpa’s and starts rolling the rings in his fingers. “You’ll get yours soon enough. And many more.” I notice a glint from below. Metal also adorns the heads of their cocks as well, increasing in size with each generation. Grandpa’s has to be as big around as my pinky! Dad and Uncle Tom’s the size of a pencil; Robbie’s a little smaller than that. “Now it’s official,” Uncle Tom announces, bounding the stairs. Not only does he have a set of rings matching the rest of the men in my family, but he’s also got one in his nose. “Almost forgot.” Papaw reaches into the pocket of his jeans and pulls out another set of rings and hands them out. Dad, Grandpa, and Robbie proceed to put them in their noses – again tapering in size from generation to generation. “I’m so proud of my boys.” What portal into the Twilight Zone did I enter this morning? And why am I so aroused? “We put them in this time of year as a reminder of our bond.” Grandpa stands behind me and grabs the shoulders of my robe and slips it down my body. “And to remind everyone of their place in my hierarchy.” Papaw reaches up and grabs Grandpa’s nose ring, pulling him in for a kiss. “Today, you earn yours.” Papaw turns his attention from me to his duffel bag, pulling out a set of orange-capped needles, setting them on the end table Dad moved to my side. He then pulls out a small, black case. Inside is a small vial with even more needles. Robbie rubs his hands together again. “Okay, Baby Boy. Why don’t you climb into the sling?” Dad pats the suspended sheet of thick leather. They ease me back onto the cold leather slab as the fire crackles in front of me, radiating heat. A stark contrast to the snow accumulating outside in the winter wonderland. It’s surprisingly comfortable; like a small hammock. I hear Papaw rummaging through his bag. He pulls out a mass of black leather and metal. “This will keep you safe and secure.” He passes one to each of the others standing at either corner of the frame. “It’s not too late, Baby Boy.” Dad stands in front of me, placing a hand on my shivering belly. “The choice remains yours. Stay and accept what’s coming or be banished to the basement and ostracized from the clan; never welcome back for another Christmas again.” All my life I admired the bond between these special men in my life. Try as I might, I just couldn’t seem to penetrate their inner circle to feel truly a part of the group. I was super jealous when they came home three Christmases ago. I could tell, in the moment I first saw he and Dad interact - I was now the lone outsider. If this was my one chance to join the camaraderie, I wasn’t going to let that window close. We lock eyes. The crackle of energy is palpable. He stares into my soul, and I can feel him connect, locking on tight. I nod my head, unable to form words. “That’s my Baby Boy!” Dad picks up his mass of leather. The four of them shackle my wrists and ankles. I am tethered to the chains, minus my right arm. Papaw takes Dad’s place in between my legs. “Give me your right arm.” He grabs hold, rotating it, wrist up. Grandpa rips open a small packet with a white square inside. The smell of rubbing alcohol fills my nostrils. He wipes the inner crook of my arm. Papaw uncaps the syringe, eyeing the tip and rotating it to his satisfaction. He leans in and I feel the prick of the needle. Robbie holds a tight grip on my wrist. “Look at me, Baby Boy.” I turn to face Papaw. His face has turned sinister, almost scary. “You no longer have any say what happens to you this weekend. Or for the rest of your life, really. I own you now. Merry Fucking Christmas, faggot. And welcome to my clan.” After Papaw pushes the contents of the needle into my arm, Robbie swiftly pulls my wrist back and locks it into place above and behind me then grabs the alcohol square and presses on the injection site. The four men circle the sling, looking down at me with eager anticipation and sadistic grins on their faces. Robbie rubs his hands together. They all look like they’re expecting something to happen and for a second I wonder what it’s all about. And then it hits me. First, the bottom of my throat sends me into a convulsive coughing fit. I try to bring my hands to my face to cover the coughs, but only meet resistance. “What did you give me?!” As the coughing fit subsides, my breathing becomes shallow. I panic, gasping shallow breaths. “Shh, Baby Boy. Just ride the wave of me taking control of your body from the inside,” Papaw says, nodding to Dad who reaches around from behind, rolling my nipples in his fingertips. The only way I can describe is like a smoldering sheet of paper burning from the outside in, consuming it. An electric heat spread through my body, consuming my insides as it worked its way through my system. The burning came to completion, tickling and tantalizing my asshole. I wriggle and write in the sling. I try to pull my hands free to touch myself; my cock, my face, my stomach; to touch ANYTHING! “You aren’t going anywhere anytime soon, Baby Boy.” Dad’s pinch on my nipples dug deeper as he twisted and pulled.” “Oh Dad…” “Merry Christmas, faggot. Now give yourself over to Papaw like the rest of us.”

After my bf turned me into a bb pnp bttm, it didn't take long for me to become poz. I am surprised how many guys don't even ask about status anymore. If I do get the question, I always say I am neg on prep. They let down there guard and it guarantees I will get their load. My favorite thing to do is to tell poz guys that I am neg. Most don't care and some get turned on cause they think I am a chaser. It is one of the few ways that I can cum without touching myself. I always try to make sure that I can see his face as he starts to cum. It is fun acting scared or nervous when he is done. I tell them to stay inside me and then try to get them horny again so that I can take another load from them. I hadn't partied in several weeks and I had an old hookup reach out to me last Friday night. He is poz and regularly fucks me when his bf is out of town. He doesn't party but he loves getting me fucked up and he can get some strong stuff. He asked if I would be a bottom for a group of guys. I couldn't respond yes fast enough. He said that all of them were poz, and that when he told them about me, they asked if he could set a group scene up. We met up at Man's Country and I went to his room. I had no idea what to expect. The guy I know is in 40's, good looking and somewhat nerdy in appearance. His friends were just the opposite. They were all muscle guys and jocks. I was told to get on my knees and start sucking dick while they finished getting ready. I saw them prepping for my slam and noticed that there were several points there. My first load came within minutes and the guy told me not to worry that he had more for me later. I proceeded to spit some of the lube out and lube my hole with it. As I was sucking the next guy, I was lifted up and without notice I was filled up with a nice thick cock. I tend to be quiet so it really turns me on listening to guys tell me what a slut I am and that I was going to get filled with poz cum tonight. One of the guys asked me if that was what I wanted. My response back as I as a cum whore and that it didn't matter to me if the guy was neg/poz. Partying made me want to get fucked and submitting to a guy was all I had ever known. After a couple of loads were deposited in my mouth and ass, I was told to get up in the sling. In a previous meeting, I had told the guy about what my bf had done to me. Once I was strapped in, he asked if was willing to let go and submit myself to the group. They wouldn't hurt me, but I was going to take as much cum as they felt I deserved. After I was strapped in, he told me to open up my mouth and he inserted a ball gag. He said that he wanted me to watch as I took poz loads all night, but he didn't want me to have the chance to back out. I nodded and eyed the slams. He planned to double slam me and as he was getting me ready several of the guys took theirs. The cough was strong and I couldn't focus. I knew I was in for a long night. I thought I was going to get fucked, but instead I watched as a large black butt plug started entering my ass. I wanted it so bad, but after a short hiatus of not getting fuckied, I was nice and tight. After a big hit of poppers, I loosened up and felt the plug pop into my ass. Several of the guys were sucking and fucking each other. I was so focused on them, I didn't even notice that someone had started fisting me. After a few tries the guy pulled his hand out covered in cum and lube. He walked around and had some one tag the gag off. He said lick this and taste the cum that is going to change your life. I licked every last drop and as he was doing this the first of many guys started fucking me. Over and over I watched as each one of them shot their loads in my ass. After they had all shot at least one load in me, they shoved a buttplug in me and unstrapped me. While many of them went off on their own, my host and one of his friends told me that I was going to be theirs to whore out for the night. They left the gag on me and fitted a harness on me. Out we went to roam the halls. I like being watched, but I had never been shown off like this. The first room had a tall black guy. They asked if he wanted to get off and he said yeah. I went in and laid on the bed and had the ball gag taken out. I was told to suck him and get him hard. While I as sucking him, the guys I was with started fucking me. It didn't take long before he was hard and his 8.5" thick veiny cock was ready. He pulled out and I was given a big hit of poppers. My host said I like it rough and to fuck as hard and long as he would like. I was starting to get really horny again. What I didn't know was that I had taken a large booty bump. Without any hesitation, he slid right in and pushed my head and shoulders into the pillow. I yelped because of the pain but i couldn't move. They asked the guy if he was poz or neg. He said poz and they told him I was looking to convert that night. You could tell that was what he needed to send him over the edge. Within a few minutes, he was pounding me so hard I couldn't keep quiet anymore. I was moaning so loud. The ball gag was slipped back on to try to shut me up. Before he started to cum, he said that he wasn't on meds and that I would definitely get a charge from him. I just moaned and pretended like I wanted to get up. That was just what he needed because forced his dick so far up me and left it there as he started to shoot. I could feel him flex inside me. He told me not to move. He slid his dick partially out and told me to squeeze and not to stop. He starts fucking me again while he kept saying tighter to me over and over. Within a few minutes his moans and pace started to pick up as I got load #2 from him. He said he wanted to give me one more load and asked my host to lay on the bed and then instructed me to sit on it. After giving me a big hit of poppers, he took no mercy and shoved his dick up my ass. Tears were running down my face and my host smiled as he watched me get fucked. I could feel the cum leaking out. The other guy had opened the door and a large crowd was watching as he shot one last load in me. After we were done, they slipped the plug back in me and we walked out. This time I wasn't given a towel at all. I was walking around naked with cum running down my legs. For the next few hours, I took loads in the hallway and in rooms from anyone they wanted to fuck me. My host could tell my buzz was wearing off, he also wanted me to finish up with his group. He let me take short break. I was ready to finish things for the night, but when I went to go get my stuff, I was ushered back into the room. More guys were there and the mattress had been placed on the floor. Some rope was set up to restrain me. I hesitated for a second and the host told me that they weren't finished with me yet. The butt plug was removed and reinserted with a large booty bump. I could feel the burn as poppers were shoved under my nose. I held my arm out and told him to do it before I changed my mind. I watched as both arms were prepped and slammed. This was stronger than before and with the booty bump kicking in soon, I wasn't going to be able to say much. The gag was put back on and I was tied down to the bed. Several guys started filming as one after another started fucking my ass. Between fucks, I had dildos and fists shoved up my ass. Some guy also thought it would be fun to double fuck me with the dildos. Luckily, one of the guys kept hitting me with poppers. I was so out of it, I had no idea how long I was tied down. I had several flashback while this was going on and cried several times remembering what my bf had done to me several years before. The t wouldn't let me feel bad for long as the pleasure of getting fucked was off the charts. The ball gag was taken out and cock after cock was shoved in my mouth to clean off. Without notice, one guy started pissing in my mouth. He told me to look forward to a little boost. I couldn't take it all so he finished all over my head and face. I must have said at some point that I needed to take a break. My host said that they were done with me anyways and that I could leave when he got off in me. While he fucked me, he took handfuls of the cum that was leaking out of me and shoved it in my mouth and face. To finish off, he mad me sit on a huge dildo and then he double fucked me until he came. As he shot in me, I finally started stroking my hard dick. I had the biggest orgasm and he actually told me to take it easy as I clinched my ass while I was shooting. The guy that had watched over me part of the evening, bent down and licked up my cum. He then gave me a big mouthful as he started to kiss me. As I was heading out, the guy that kissed me at the end asked if I wanted to go to his place to relax and unwind. I took him up on the offer. After we got settled at his place, which meant we were naked feeling each other, he said that he always wanted to find a bottom like me to date and have fun with. I was surprised since most kinky tops aren't really interested in the relationship part. We have a date set for next week. I did spill the beans to him that I actually was poz and he got extremely turned on. More to come...

hot... always wished I could find a top to pimp me out like this.

I luv to eat ass. Licking a nice butt hole deeply for a long time. By the time I slide my cock in its usually wet and ready for me. I luv to slide in slowly, savoring the sensations as my cock slides all the way in.