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Part 1: How it started My name is Mark and a little bit about me is I'm 18. 5' 11". 245 pounds. Kinda between sticky and muscular. Nothing to brag about but I have been going to the gym pretty regularly. I usually workout late at night just to avoid the crowds and there's usually just one other guy there. His name is David. We chat occasionally about nothing really. If we need a spot then we are each happy to help the other out. David is probably in his 40's with very little fat. He is probably around 6'7" or 6'8" because he towers over me. Weight wise we are probably about the same. I've never thought about my sexuality much but I have noticed David seems to be well endowed whenever we are changing together in the locker room. Me not so much. One night as I'm doing my back workout my back really starts tightening up. I mean it's at the point where I just can't get it to loosen up. David noticed my pain and suggested that maybe I needed a deep tissue massage on my back to help loosen it up. I've never had a massage before and wasn't sure where I could get one at this late at night. David then told me he was actually a massage therapist and he would be more than happy to give me a massage. I was a bit nervous but the pain won out. I didn't change and we grabbed our bags and I followed him back to his place which was only about 5 minutes from the gym. Gotta love living in a small town. followed David inside and he led me into his room with the massage table. I wasn't sure about what to leave on and he told me just to strip to my underwear and lay on my stomach. He had me put my face through a doughnut looking thing at the head of his massage table. I noticed he had really warm in the room but as I was just in my underwear it felt really good. David said he was going to get comfortable because he didn't want to get too hot. I didn't care. I mean after all, this was his house. He stripped down to a jockstrap and nothing more. He had some type of oil in a pot that he kept warm and as soon as he applied it I was gone. It was so warm and felt so good. David then started just rubbing my back at first trying to see if that would help with some of the tension. David definitely knew what he was doing because my back did start loosening up. But there was still a lot of tension. He then told me he needed to go deeper and suggested I remove my underwear to help him massage me deeper. I didn't think anything about it because he had already relaxed me to this point so I just lifted myself up slightly as he removed my underwear. He also removed his jockstrap saying he was getting hot working on my back. For some reason I didn't question it because it sounded reasonable to me. He was standing by my head as he really started getting deeper on my back. I let a low moan as he made a deep path down my back. I could feel the muscles starting to loosen up. I opened my eyes and noticed David was now sporting quite a hard on. And it wasn't far from my face. I felt my own cock stir a little bit as well. I wasn't sure if David was gay or not and wasn't sure how to proceed. But as he kept loosening my back up and I would moan I noticed his cock would twitch. Which in turn caused my own cock to twitch. He then stopped for a moment and said he was going to remove the doughnut to help get a better angle to my back. He then proceeded to start rubbing my back again but this time his cock was directly in line with my mouth. I had never considered sucking a cock before and really wasn't sure how to. So I just opened my mouth and let his cock just find it's way in. To my surprise he didn't pull back and gently started rocking back and forth slowly fucking my mouth. No words were spoken. My own cock was now so hard it was hurting. I was enjoying allowing David to fuck my mouth. I had totally forgotten about my back but he was definitely going deeper on my back and in my mouth. I could taste some saltiness leaking from his cock and knew he was giving me copious amounts of his precum. I don't know how long this went on but I knew I didn't want it to stop. After a while I no longer felt any pain in my back. David then rubbed some oil on my cheeks and around my hole. He ran a finger across my hole and I moaned around his cock. This must have been all it took because I felt his cock swell up and he started cumming down my throat. He must hadn't cum in quite a while because there was a lot. I impressed both of us by swallowing it all without spilling a drop. After he finished he didn't remove his cock and continued to fuck my mouth. He didn't go soft either. Damn I was loving being used like this. David then started inserting his finger into my hole to help loosen me up. I knew what he wanted next and I was more than happy to give it to him.

After a few hours playing after new years eve and a couple of hours playing solo with toys. Hook up was hot as fuck and the playing was too. 😈

Part 7 Making our way down to the lower level, there was no light in the stairwell. I could barely see where I was going but uncle held me by the wrist, so I fallowed his guidance. The bottom floor was dimly lit with red lights, just bright enough to see the layout and make out the faces of strangers as they passed by. The walls were either exposed brick or poured concrete. It had evidence of being really old with various expansions over the decades, but it all looked run down and in disrepair. Luckily there wasn’t any debris on the floor. The floor all around seemed slightly cushy, like it was made of the same black material yoga mats were made of. Uncle Chester gave me a partial tour of the area. He showed me an elaborate maze of hallways and storage rooms that men used as hook up spaces. Large areas where heavy machinery used to be but now had rubber furniture for lounging around other set pieces that I couldn’t identify. In all honesty the whole area looked like a horror movie bathhouse set. But what mainly caught my attention were all the bodies. There must have been dozens of men wandering around. From 40s to 70s maybe even 80s. All older men with various bodies. Fat skinny, some muscular. Most of them wore little to nothing. A lot of them engaging in casual conversation and some of them engaging in sex acts. While walking around the place, my ass was still sore from the rough treatment earlier. There were body fluids soaking my ass, I assume a mixture of pre and sweat. I looked at uncles semi hard cock. He managed to get that thing in me multiple times today. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the feeling of a huge cock in me. But he’s my uncle, and he has a disease I can contract if we’re not careful. Uncle Chester noticed me staring. “Getting distracted my boy?” He grinned and grabbed his dick, playing with it. “There are plenty cocks around here, or do you want something closer to home?” “No Chester I was just thinking… there are a lot of people down here, is it often like this?” “Some nights it’s slower. It depends on the day. I know a lot of the regulars.” He looked around as if to find someone in particular. “Ah, there he is! Hey Clarence!” Uncle directed my attention to a short old man with a pot belly. He was sitting on a rubber bench talking to a couple other men. “Hello Chester. You have a new play thing?” Clarence asked with a slightly effeminate raspy voice. “He’s new in town and I was showing him around. Are you hard?” “Always for you.” Clarence stood up and showed off his 7 inch cock. His balls shaved like the rest of his body. He was really short, probably around 5’2 “Hey Will, watch this. Clarence has a neat trick. Go on Clarence, do the thing.” Clarence put his hands on his hips and had a focused look on his face, then let out a grunt. “Ugh!” His cock started bouncing up and down a few times “Ooof”and then a jet of cum shot out, splattering on the floor in front of us. “How did…” I was beginning to ask. “Clarence can cum on command. He doesn’t need to be fully hard for it but it shoots more when erect.” Uncle smiled, proud of Clarence’s performance. “It’s a gift. And my balls are always brewing more so I don’t need to wait to reload. It’s handy for when guys want a quick protien snack. Does your boy wanna load?” “How about it Will? Want to swallow one of Clarence’s instant poz loads?” “Poz loads?” I asked “Yeah Clarence has a high viral load. Good for knocking up bottom sluts.” “No thanks. I’m still new to all of this.” I tried to sound polite but really Clarence scared me. A dick that can shoot poz cum at any time. I wasn’t willing to play with that kind of hazard. “Oh well. We still have much to see. We’ll see you around Clarence.” As uncle Chester and I walked off I ended up stepping through Clarence’s cum on the floor. It covered my foot and I almost lost balance. I leaned against the rubber bench to look at the mess sticking between my toes. It was thick and sticky. “You’ll be finding plenty of that lying around. Its the nature of the place.” Uncle Chester sat on the bench and grabbed my cum covered foot. He immediately started running his tongue from my heel all the way up to my toes, the thick goo squeegeed into his mouth. I had to keep my balance standing on one foot while he was licking me, I reached over and stabilized myself on the armrest. While I was grateful for the cleaning, it felt very strange to have my foot licked. It was sensitive to the touch of his tongue and it was sending electrical signals up my leg and to my dick. Chester moved on to sucking my toes and being very thorough. I felt a hand on my back. I looked over and Clarence, the short portly man was feeling me up. With my foot in Chester’s mouth I couldn’t really move away. Clarence was right behind me rubbing my hips with his hands, moving closer. With one leg up, being held by my uncle, my ass was spread already. Clarence still had a hard on, and I felt it rub up and down my crack. It was fairly easy for his tip to kiss my hole. He leaned forward, bringing his mouth next to my ear, and I could feel his head push against me. “Chester loves the taste of my cum. I think the mouth between your legs should also have a taste of it.” Clearance whispered as his hips jutted forward, and my already loosened ass swallowed his length to the base. Oh God! This isn’t good. I wanted him out of me, but my uncle had a firm grip on my ankle. His eyes were closed and he was entirely focused on my foot. I’m pretty sure all the cum was gone and at this point, he was just enjoying it for the sake of his own fetish. Clearance was slowly thrusting in and out of me, moaning, as the head of his cock popped out of my ring and then popped back in. I looked around to see what I could do. Some of the other men were looking at us, some carrying on with their conversations. Nobody seemed phased to by the kinky display that was happening in the room. Across the room I saw Clyde, the bear that rubbed his foot in my stomach while I was on my uncles lap. We locked eyes and he clearly liked what he saw. Clarence’s slow thrusting stopped. His cock still halfway in. I thought he was going to pull it out, but he put his hands on his hips and arched his pelvis forward, planting his cock deep with his balls firmly pinned against my taint. Based on what I saw him do earlier, I knew exactly what was about to happen. My heart was starting to beat fast as Clarence seemed to be concentrating. I tried tapping on uncle Chester’s shoulder to get his attention in hopes that he would stop sucking my toes. Then I heard clearance let out a grunt. “Ugh!” the deep recesses of my ass felt his cock bounce a few times and then uncle Chester finally let go of my foot “Ooof…” I fell forward onto the bench and Clarence’s cock slid out of me. His cum stream shot off and glazed my back. The last of it sprayed my ass, and it slid down the contours of my cheeks and settled on top of my abused hole. Chester looked surprised. “My my. I hadn’t even realized the two view were getting along so well. Did you shoot him up with a nice big load Clarence?“ Clarence was now straddling me playing with my butt cheeks and spreading them apart. I tried clenching my ass tight to prevent his cum from draining into me. “No. Butterfingers over here slipped and fell. So he got it all on his back.“ He was slapping his cock against the cum that was piled on my pucker. “But he did get a fair amount pooling right here.” Clarence leaned forward and put his hands on the bench next to my shoulders “let’s see if we can push some of that in shall we?“ He positioned his hips and started pressing his cock against my hole again. I felt myself opening up and the beginnings of his thick fluid starting to seep into me almost as if my asshole was involuntarily trying to suck in the pool of cum building up on it. I freaked out a little and pried myself out from beneath the man and stood up with haste. The ribbons of cum on my back all ran down and seeped between my ass crack. I was dripping on the floor. I must have looked like a cheap slut from, a raunchy porn. God I hope I didn’t get any inside me. Uncle noticed I was starting to lose it a little. He got up and put a hand on my shoulder. “Well Clarence, we’re going to check out the rest of the place. It’s always a pleasure to watch you fire your loads.” Uncle Chester was guiding me by the arm, continuing our tour of the area. “Let’s get you into a room. I’ll need to clean up all of that mess you’ve gathered on you.” He lead me into a room that looked to be about the size of a broom closet with a bench and a crude waterproof cushion. He partially closed the door behind us, leaving it cracked open. “Okay Will, get on the bed with your ass up. Let your dear old uncle clean you up.” Before I even had time to interject, he positioned me on the bench almost forcefully. He got on the bench with me and pulled my assless pants off and spread my legs. He grabbed my hips and positioned me, so my ass was pointed up at him. “I don’t see any towels here, uncle.” “Oh sweet boy, we don’t need towels.” And with that uncle Chester started licking the cum off of my back. Running his tongue all over, gulping up the loads that were sticking to me. His mouth worked its way down to my ass, and I was now getting rimmed by him. I couldn’t deny how amazing it felt. He was apparently a very expert ass eater. Eating up all the cum sticking between my cheeks and massaging my ring with his tongue. The treatment felt great and it put me more at ease, allowing me to calm down from the dangerous encounters from the other strange men in the place. He was making out with my asshole, sucking on it and jamming his tongue in deeper. Despite my uncles incestuous behavior, if we just stayed in here together and did this, I would be more okay with this rather than being at the mercy of the predators outside. It probably felt like we were there for 15 or 20 minutes with his face buried between my cheeks. Periodically i noticed there were some guys who peeked into the room to see what was going on. They looked as if window shopping then moved on. I was losing track of time and just enjoying the service to my ass. Then he got up. It was then I noticed that at some point during the rimming, the nice Chester took his clothes off. We were both nude in the dim room. “Woo, that was delicious. You have a divine ass young nephew.” “Thanks uncle.” His emphasizing the word nephew made me a little uncomfortable, but I was starting to get more used to his tastes. And I honestly loved getting eaten out. He grabbed my shoulder and flipped me over on my back. “OK, it’s time for you to return the favor.” He moved up and turned around. His knees pressing into the mat by my sides and his ankles resting on my shoulders with his feet next to my face. I was now staring up at my uncles ass. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them apart, and I was staring into his dark hole, as he brought it down on my mouth. I didn’t want to eat out his ass, but he used his feet to grip my face in place and grind his hips smearing his greasy hole on my lips. “Now be a good boy for me and work that tongue up in there. It’s only fair that you get a taste of me. It’s important that you learn to love the taste of my ass.” He wasn’t dirty, but he was definitely sweaty and musky. I was having a difficult time adjusting to my uncles ass press up against my mouth. I struggled a bit, I was trying to pull myself out from under him, but uncle let his weight pin me into place. He seemed a little upset over my unwillingness to reciprocate the rim job. “Now if you’re going to misbehave, then I may have no choice but to punish you by forcing you to eat something else other than my ass. You’re in the prime position to receive a special load from me. I wasn’t planning on introducing you to that kind of kink yet. So you have a choice Will, either give me a lovely rimming, or else you’re gonna get a crash course in more extreme raunch.” Oh God! He wasn’t really going to was he? Out of fear I stuck out my tongue, and I started circling it across his hole, signaling to him that I was going to comply with his demand. “Very good Will. Isn’t this much better when you do what I say?“ He relaxed his ass, enjoying my attempts at rimming him as best as he did to me. “Mmm, saver that taste, dear boy. You’re going to be doing this a lot more from now on.“ I’d never eaten ass before. Uncle Chester’s was salty and warm. It was embarrassing to be in this degrading position but I didn’t have any other choice. I felt him play with my cock as I worked on his hole. His large saggy balls were resting on my neck. While I lapped up his ass, I contemplated my situation thus far. My uncle and I have done a lot of incestuous acts today. He’s a kinky man with seemingly endless fetishes. He’s a poz breeder and has tried to inseminate me multiple times. He told me he wouldn’t penetrate me anymore but I didn’t know how much I could trust him at this point. As risky as he liked to play I should be looking for ways out of my situation but I was starting to kinda like some of the stuff we were doing. So far he seemed to be enjoying his rimjob. Perhaps he’ll be satisfied with just this. Him working his hands on my cock felt good and I had to admit I was starting to like licking his ass. It might have been the location or his constant boundary pushing but I think I was starting to develop into a bit of a kinkster myself. I didn’t know how long it was but at some point uncle Chester got up off of me. I let out a gasp as I could take in fresh air and come back down to earth. “That was lovely Will. I’m glad to see you being open to new things. How’d you like the taste of my ass?” “It was, nice. I hadn’t done that before.” “Well it won’t be the last. I expect you to eat me out every day, understand?” “Really?! This one time was fine, but every day? That’s…” “Tame, I know. But I’ll work you up to rimming me at least three times a day. A growing boy needs a balanced diet. In fact. Tomorrow morning before your breakfast, I’ll be up on the table dangling my ass above your plate and I’ll expect you to chow down on it before you have your eggs. Sound like fun?” “Uh, I.” Is he for real? That’s wild. I didnt know what to say. “Perfect, it’s settled then. Now how about you take a breather here while I go find some ass. Since you won’t let me have yours I need to empty my balls in something.” Uncle Chester went to leave, in the door way he turned to me. “You can stay in here or you can wander around and find a playmate. Oh and just so you know. If you see Clyde, feel free to play with him here all you like but don’t let him take you home with him. I’d like to keep you in one piece, he he.” What did he mean by that? But before I could ask he disappeared into the dark winding hallway, leaving me alone. It was the first time in a while I had any time to myself and collect my thoughts. Rationally i wanted to stay in the room until uncle had his fun, then we could go home. But I had a raging boner from all the kink play. I knew the place was filled with shady individuals but it’s not like I was absolutely innocent sexually. I thought perhaps I could have some fun with someone around here, preferably someone not a blood related. Or at least take it the sights. So I decided to leave the room and wander around. I explored the basement bathhouse in the nude. The clothes I was wearing were covered in cum and I hate the feeling of something sticky rubbing between my skin and clothing. Since I had never been, the experience was all quite a lot to take in. The dimly lit corridors made it hard to identify the bodies moving together in the areas both semi private and public. I had to brush away a couple hands reaching for me. It was surprising how forward some of the men were. I think some of them slowly fallowed me around for a bit. At one point I found my way to what looked like a steam room. It was darker in there and I could barely see, but it was warm and relaxing. I found a bench to sit on in the corner. i think i might have been sitting on water from the steam or some type of body fluid. I wasn’t alone there, there were at least a handful of other guys. A few of them were playing around. I could hear the periodic smacking sounds of mouths sucking on body parts. I minded my own business as I took in the steam. Before long someone sat next to me close. Our thighs touching. My eyes had adjusted a little to the dark and could make out what he looked like. A skinny old man with a sunken face, he had a couple strange dark blotches on his body, perhaps birthmarks. He grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. It was hard and about 7 or 8 inches. But as soon as he got my hand on it, I pulled away. I was trying to turn him down gently. He continued stroking his cock next to me, staring at me the whole time. At one point he reached behind me and was caressing my butt crack. He was giving a lifting motion as to tell me to show him my ass. He wasn’t getting the hint so I got up to leave. That’s when a chubby bear walked in. He was right in front of me and blocked my path. In the dark I could only see him vaguely. But he reached forward and caressed my chest. I was trying to move around when the older man got up and put his hands on my ass from behind. I was stuck between two strangers. The chubby bear was reaching for my dick and that made me move back. I backed up into the old man behind me and I felt him point his cock at my ass. He was trying to shove it in me. The bear in front was stroking my cock and getting me hard. I didn’t want what was happening. These guys creeped me out too much. The old guy behind me was pushing more aggressively. I could feel my self opening up and the strangers cock working it’s way in. I was already loosened up previously so he was having an easy time with it. He put a hand on my waist and a hand on my back for more leverage and pushed me, bending me over. My ass spread as my head was level with the chubby bears waist. I could see his dick closely, it was thick, with a glistening pink head. The bear grabbed my face and positioning his dick to stick it in my mouth. Oh god no, I don’t want to suck that thing. As he aimed his cock towards my lips, the old man behind me rammed his hips forward. His cock head popped in me and sent a jolt through my ass. That made me gasp and the bear in front of me shoved his cock in my mouth. I was getting penetrated from both ends. The sickly old man behind me slid the rest of his length inside and proceeded to fuck me with a steady pace. With my mouth filled with bear cock, I couldn’t tell him to take it out. The two men then started a casual conversation while my ass was getting drilled and my mouth stuffed. “A few more spots on you the last time. Late stages now?” The bear asked the old man. “Yeah, I’ll be going into hospice soon, figured I’d have some fun for old time sake.” The old man had a raspy monotone voice, like this was some uninteresting regular occurrence for him. I could feel the shape of his cock head rubbing up and down my insides with each thrust. “Luckily this guy was available. A shame something so young and cute is taking your cock raw.” “I don’t really care. He can’t be too clean if he’s hanging around here.” “True. Oh yeah that reminds me.” The bear stopped humping my face but kept his cock in my mouth. His hands pulled in the back of my head and buried my face into his pelvis firmly. His cock was thick but not lengthy so I wasn’t choking on it. As he held me still I became more aware of the sickly old man fucking me from behind. Each thrust I felt his boney hips. It was like he was a skeleton with a belly paunch. But the length was nice and felt good. Then the bear holding my head on his dick tilted his head back and sighed. That’s when I could immediately taste it. A hot bitter tanginess filling my mouth. The bear was pissing! Again? I already too one piss load from Chester. How are there so many guys here into this? He was pissing in my mouth and pinning my head to him too tight to open my mouth to let it spill out. There were only two directions it could go. Into my lungs or into my stomach. So I swallowed as fast as I could trying to keep up with his flow. “After this let’s get some dinner. I know a good place near by.” The bears cock continued to stream piss down my throat as he talked to his friend. “Yeah I’ll be ready to go soon, just need to get rid of this load.” “I’ll bet it’s like acid at this point.” “Yeah… ugh… pretty much… oof.” “Are you shooting?” The bear asked while nonchalantly using me as a toilet. “Not ye- wait ugh, yeah, here it is. Oof it’s coming…” the old man’s thrusting pace went from casual and steady to short and trembling jabs as he dug in deeper. The line of dialogue made me realize the old man fucking me was very toxic and was just about to cum in me. I was terrified. That made me muster up enough will to get up and try to dislodge myself from him. The bears cock slid out of my mouth and piss trailed down my chin. I pulled my ass so only the sickly old man’s head was left inside and that’s when I heard him make a weak grunt. “Ugh!” His cock started to twitch as I kept pulling my ass away. “Not yet!”The bear grabbed my head and yanked it down again on his still pissing cock, forcing me to drink the rest of him. That made my ass slide back on the old man hard. The tip of his cock dove deep and I felt it painfully stab at my insides. The old man grabbed my hips and I felt his finger tips dig into my skin with a hard grip. The flow of piss from the bear in my mouth was slowing down. “Ooof” the old man tensed his frail body as his wrinkled ass cheeks clenched in sync with his cock spasms which I felt deep in my ass. His cock head bobbing up and down, rubbing on the entrance to my colon. “Aaaahhh….” “Ahhhhh….” “……Ah…. That’s good…” The bear let go of my head as his piss came to a stop. His fingers loosened their grip just enough for me to yank my ass away. I shimmed myself out from the two and hurried out of the steam room. Shit that was way too close. I got off him in time right? I don’t know. But I don’t want to go back into that steam room. I quickly walked through the place and found myself in a slightly more secluded area. There were individual stalls in a discreet part of the room. I sat in one and closed the door. My heart was beating fast and my head was spinning. I couldn’t believe how fast I was violated by those two. And my stomach felt full. Full of… piss. Damn I thought I was going to drown in it. And there was so much of it. But strangely It was actually quite manageable to swallow after the first time with uncle. I wasn’t developing a piss fetish was I? Nah I think at the very least it’s something can do without much struggle. I’ll just sit here and calm down, then head back to the room. As I sat there for a moment, I heard someone walking by. They entered the stall next to mine and closed the door. I tried to be quiet. Hopefully they didn’t notice me there. But they did know someone was here. The wall dividing the stalls had a hole and a large cock came through it. Oh shit this is a glory hole booth. What was I supposed to do? Do I just leave? I opened the door quietly and peered out into the room. Just down the hall I saw a familiar large man turn a corner and walk in this general direction. I closed the door to the stall and hid, but the cock poking through the hole was still twitching at me. Clyde wandered over to the other stall next to me and entered. I didn’t want to cause a scene or make myself seem available so I turned towards the big dick poking through and grabbed it. Damn, I’m really gonna suck a random dudes dick in this place? Well I was open to having some fun and maybe this wouldn’t be so bad. The stall was kinda cramped so I turned to face the dick. My ass pressed up against the other wall. I opened my mouth and took in the mystery cock. It was salty and musky. It tasted amazing and felt hot and firm in my mouth. I was actually enjoying myself for once. The man on the other side sighed in approval. He rocked his hips toward me and worked his cock in my mouth. There was plenty of length to go over. I had some experience sucking cock but this was a lot of meat for me. I took my time with it. Savoring it. The tip was gushing pre. It was slimy and had a strong savory flavor. Fuck this cock was a dream come true. “Ah yeah that’s a good slut. Work daddies cock.” I knew that voice. Shit, uncle Chester?! Oh god I was sucking Chester’s cock! I was going to pull back but then I felt something warm poke my ass. Then I realized my ass was pressed up against the adjacent glory hole. Clyde was trying to dig his cock into my ass. He gave a thrust and I felt his fat cock slam up in my hole, causing me to lurch forward. Chester’s cock going down my throat hard. “Fuck yeah, deep throat that monster. That’s going to make me cum fast.” Uncle was loving it. I was freaking out. I didn’t know what Clyde had since he was a playmate of Chester’s. The assisted deep throat action was getting uncle harder. I pulled myself off of Chester’s cock. And slipped to the ground. Clyde’s cock sliding out from my ass. Clyde in the other stall got out and entered the stall with me. The large man towering over me, His dick pointing at my face and motioning to get it in my mouth. I stood up and wanted to leave but he pinned me to the wall. He grabbed my balls and sucked on one of my nipples. I couldn’t move or my nuts would hurt. That’s when I felt another poke against my ass. I was pressed up against the wall to uncle’s booth. My ass was against the glory hole and Chester was trying to stick his cock in me. I heard him mutter on the other side “You want it in there? Dirty fucker. It’s your funeral.” Then jammed his cock in me. I was scared. I was getting fucked by uncle Chester and pinned by Clyde. Clyde was playing with my body as Chester fucked me raw. Since my ass was penetrated so many times it didn’t hurt to have him dive in all at once. It was actually feeling good. I couldn’t deny that a large cock up my ass was a great feeling. Clyde put both hands on my face and said “Drink my cum.” Then forced my head down, bending me over. I was now face to face with his cock, with Chester getting more enthusiastic by the second. It was thick and shimmering with a lot of pre cum. I could see his hand stroking the base and he let out a grunt. His tip slid in past my lips as he came ribbons. My mouth was flooding with his load, some of it I swallowed, and some of it flew all over my face. It got everywhere. Since he was no longer pinning me I got up, withdrew Chester’s cock from my ass and left the stall. I sped walked through the place. I felt ashamed wearing cum globbed all over me. Others I passed by clearly could see me painted white. I eventually found the shower and immediately found the farthest one. I started cleaning myself off. The cum was thick and sticky. I was glad the showers had body wash available at least. While I was showering off someone else had entered the showers nearby. Naturally it would be unlikely to find any time to myself. I was minding my own business but the man walked closer to me. He was a middle aged dark man with balding black hair and a grey beard. Probably from India. He had a hairy bush but his cock was long and darker then the rest of his body and a red cock head. He played with it next to me while we showered. Getting it hard. He said something that I couldn’t understand. I tried ignoring him but he only got closer. I noticed he was fully hard now. Probably 7 inches uncut. He muttered something else and all I could do was just stand there not understanding what he was saying. I guess since he didn’t get a reply he went behind me and grabbed my ass. He was rough with my cheeks as he spread them. As if he was angry for some reason. He pointed his cock at my ass and started sticking it in. “Hey there Will. Found a playmate have you?” It was uncle Chester. He was watching the Indian man forcing himself on me. “Chester this isn’t…” that’s when the man thrust his cock into me. He jammed all 7 inches in one go. I felt my guts getting pushed in. “Ow fuck!” It didn’t hurt much, it was just shocking due to the abruptness but the man immediately fucked at a desperate and rushed pace. “Doesn’t look like you’re having much fun there.” Chester noticed. As the man was thrusting, Chester came over and tried to pry us apart. The man got frustrated and eventually gave up and slipped out of me. Chester shooed him away and he went off looking for something else to finish of in. “Thanks Chester. I wasn’t sure how to stop that guy. He was very persistent.” I was leaning against the shower wall while Chester was behind me holding my ass cheeks. “You need to learn how to turn men down. Your poor rectum here got a beating from that meat stick. Does it hurt?” “Yeah it’s pretty sore.” The guy didn’t seem interested in easing his way in. “Let me take a look. Bend over and spread your legs.” I bent over and stood with my feet shoulder length apart. Chester spread my ass apart to inspect my hole. “Doesn’t look like he tore you up, that’s good.” He circled a finger around my hole. “You should be more careful, there are plenty of men here that would love to take advantage of a handsome young man like you.” “I’ve noticed.” Uncle Chester got up and hugged me from behind. His dick swung up between my legs, resting beneath my balls. “Are you having fun here?” “Uh sure. It alright. When were we going to leave?” “In a bit I still want to breed some ass.” He gave a grind of his hips into me. “I had a nice warm ass earlier but the fucker ran off before I could finish.” “How about I wait in the room while you have your fun? I’ve seen enough of this place already.” “Alright. Let’s get you back.” We left the showers and made our way back to the room where our clothes were. Chester sat in the bed while crouched down to pick up my stuff off the floor. I was going to get dressed but uncle Chester put a foot on my had and lowered the clothes. “Stay nude. I enjoy seeing your body. You’re so handsome and fit.” “Okay, thanks uncle.” His foot traced up my arm and made it was up to my chin. I could smell it. It was a little cheesy. He circled his big toe around my lips. “Do you like my feet Will?” “Yeah.” I didn’t want to be rude and say no, but I wasn’t sure if I really didn’t like them. “Do you want to be your uncles foot boy?” I didn’t answer. Chester was rubbing both feet all over my face. They were large and and warm. And unlike the rest of him, his feet were plump and juicy. Deep down the treatment was exciting me. I was breathing heavily. The face rubbing stopped and his toes centered on my mouth. He stuck a big toe in. Resting it on my tongue “If you want to become my dirty little foot slave then let me know by sucking on that.” Be his foot slave? I’m his nephew, I can’t be a fetish slave for him. But something about being in this position was turning me on. I kinda wanted to suck his toes but that would mean agreeing to let him take things further. I didn’t know what to do. But I loved the taste of his toe in my mouth. My hands were making their way up and caressing his foot. My lips closed around his toe and his expression changed to a cocky sinister smile. “Hope I’m not interrupting.” I took uncles foot out of my mouth and we both looked over to see Arther standing in the doorway. His veiny dick half flaccid and dangling between his legs. “Oh no. You’re fine. I was just about to head out and breed.” Uncle Chester got up off the bed and walked out the door. “You just relax, Will. I won’t be gone long. Probably.” With that he wandered off, leaving me alone with Arther standing in the doorway way. “So, you like serving your uncles feet, do you, ya dirty boy.” Arther teased. Having someone call out the shameless kink that uncle and I were doing made me feel very embarrassed. It’s not something that I would want to become common knowledge amongst social circles around here. I couldn’t even deny it. He did walk in on me about to suck on uncle‘s toes. I did like it, but this time was different. Uncle wanted me to agree to become his foot slave by sucking on his toe as a confirmation. Was I really going to do it? Sure, the kink was getting the better of me, but that didn’t mean I wanted to offer myself up like that. Did I? “I take it you’re new to all this? You definitely have had that deer in the headlights disposition the entire time you’ve been here.” “Yeah I’ve only been in town for a couple days.” “And he’s already made you his boy toy? You must be either kinky as hell or submissive as hell.” He was hard now. And stepping towards me. His cock was resting under my chin as his hands rubbed my hair. “I like submissive boys.” He was now rubbing his cock all over my face. The bulging veins looked uncomfortable. Everything about his cock seemed aggressive. He stopped at my mouth and used his thumb to force my mouth open and slide his cock in. “Now suck me.”

The hole week the only thing I could think about was when the fuck flu would finally set in. On Thursday night I thought I was getting a fever but in the morning, it was gone again. I actually was planning on not having any sex until I was officially POZ. But me being a horny little bitch that wasn't going to happen. So, I continued to fuck around. Cruising outdoors and in clubs and meeting my regulars. I changed my status setting on gayromeo from “safer sex”: negotiable to never! Resulting in dozens of messages from guys that wanted to knock me up or get seeded by me. The next couple of weeks were great fun. I got fucked almost every day sometimes by multiple guys. But still no sign of the fuck flu. One night I decided to go to Tiergarten and cruise for some more guys. It was late September, and nights were getting pretty cool but that didn't keep me from dressing very sleazy. I was wearing very short shorts and sneakers. No shirt. The cold air gave me goose bumps and my nipples got very hard. I wanted to check out the guys that were cruising first but the moment I walked into the park a guy that walked the other way turned around and followed me. He looked like a handy man that wanted some fun before he went home to his wife. I walked to one of the spots where I get fucked regularly close to a little pond a dead tree. The guy was standing behind me and touched my ass. His other hand explored my naked chest. Without further ado he pulled my shorts down and motioned me to bend over. The next thing I felt was his tongue exploring my boy pussy. I'm not really into rimming but he did a very good job and made me even hornier. His tongue entered my chute deeper and deeper, and I was all wet and ready. I was praying that he would not only rim me but fuck me. My prayers were heard! He got up and I heart how he unzipped his pants. I took a couple of hits from my Jungle Juice bottle and was more than ready to be penetrated! He pressed the head of his dick against my hole and whispered in my ear: “rubber?”. I shook my head and said: “just push it in!” His dick was rock hard, and I could tell that he needed to fuck a hole badly. He put more pressure, and his pole entered my fuck hole slowly to the shaft. I handed him some poppers. He sniffed it carefully and gave it back to me. Another short pause. He grabbed me by the hips and started to fuck me. We were surrounded by a small group of guys that were watching us. Some were stroking their dicks. I love being watched when I get used like a bitch and I enjoyed the fuck even more. It didn't take long, and the guy was grunting. He rammed his meat to the hilt into my guts and came. He didn't even ask if it was ok to shoot his cum inside me. From asking for safer sex to breeding an anonymous cunt didn't take long. I noticed a really cute young guy among the guys that were watching me being fucked. The guy that just dumped a load into me pulled his wet cock out of me and left. I bent down to my boots to put the poppers back and pull up my shorts when all of a sudden, another guy rammed his dick inside me. I almost fell over but he grabbed me and held me in position. It took him only a dozen aggressive pumps to unload inside me. He left his dick inside me as if he wanted to make sure that he knocked me up good. When he finally let his dick slide out of me, I pulled up my shorts. The fucking warmed me up a bit and I decided to walk around a little bit to see what was going on and to present my almost naked body to potential breeders. The park was pretty busy and there was a nice mix of guys on the hunt for fast sex. From college students from the nearby university to daddies and everything in between. I sucked some of the older guys off and got fucked a couple more times. It seemed that cute guy that was watching me getting fucked by the first guy kept following me around. He wore sweatpants and a college jacket. I was definitely the only one walking around almost naked everybody else was wearing pants and jackets. But I wasn't even cold anymore. In fact, I felt pretty warm. I thought all that fucking got my body heated up. But I also felt a little weak. I decided to take a break and walked to an area a little bit away from where all the sex happened. I leaned against a tree and rested a little. My body felt hotter and hotter! I felt like taking more clothes off, but I was already basically naked. I breathed heavily when I noticed I was even starting to sweat! Was this it? Was the fuck flu finally kicking in? I heard some branches braking as someone approached. It was that super cute guy that was following me around before. He looked at me with big eyes but did not come any closer. I looked at him and I thought about the words the guy said that fucked that POZ load up my guts a couple of weeks ago. -You can go around and knock up your little boyfriends- Even though I felt sick I was still very horny, and that boy would be perfect! He looked like he was 19 or 20 tops with bushy blond hair. But it was hard to tell what kind of body he had because of all the clothes he was wearing. I pulled the front of my shorts down a little and pulled out my raging hard on. The boy came closer and reached out for my cock. He was trembling when he touched my sweaty chest with his other hand. I unzipped his jacket and was surprised that he didn't wear anything underneath. He looked so innocent, but he definitely had slut-DNA. When he started to lick my nipples, he let his jacket fall to the ground. He had pretty broad shoulders but a very tiny waste. He almost looked like a fuck doll. I switched to dominant top mode and pushed him down to his knees. My throbbing boner was directly in front of his cute face. He looked up to me and I ordered him: “Suck it!” I saw the head of my dick disappear in his mouth and felt his tongue licking and caressing it. He looked at me as if he wanted to ask if he is doing a good job. I was getting dizzy and leaned my head back against the tree while the boy took my fuck meat deeper and deeper down his throat. “Good boy! All the way down your fucking throat!”, I said without looking down. His hands explored my bare thighs while he was gagging on my cock. Even though I felt weak and super-hot I definitely wanted to fuck this boy. I grabbed him by the hair and pulled his head back and my boner slid out of his mouth. “Get up!', I ordered him, “I'm gonna fuck you now!” He got up, swallowed and looked at me with teary eyes. That throat fuck was more than he could take it seemed. I grabbed him, turned him around and pushed him against the tree. My mouth was next to his ear when I said: “I only fuck raw! Understood?” After a short pause he nodded somewhat reluctantly. I pulled his sweatpants down and his ass was exposed right away as he wasn't wearing any underwear. What a slutty boy cunt I thought. I pushed the head of my dick between his rock-hard ass cheeks. “Can I have some poppers?”, he asked. I reached down to my boots and handed him the little bottle. He took four heavy hits and handed the poppers back to me. After taking two hits, I pushed my fuck meat forward and opened the boy's hole. He was groaning and moaning. I pulled his bud cheeks apart, spat on my dick and watched my it disappear in that tight boy cunt. “Are you gonna cum inside me?”, he suddenly asked. “Hell Yeah!”, I said. He leaned forward, spread his legs a little and held on with both hands to the tree, getting ready for the fuck. After taking the two hits of poppers, my body didn't only feel super-hot but I felt like I was glowing. I'm probably gonna infect this boy now and have my own first POZ son. I held the boy with one hand by his hip and started to fuck him. Slowly I let my dick slide in and out of his perfect ass. He was moaning in pleasure and was clearly enjoying the penetration. My hand ran down his smooth back and grabbed the other side of his small hip. I held him tight and intensified the fuck. “That's what you want don't you little bitch?”, I grunted. He moaned: “Yeah! Please fuck me!” My dick was so hard it hurt, and I definitely needed to release my load soon. The intense fucking created that nice slapping sound and I was surprised that we didn't attract any onlookers. The guy was shaking and moaning. And I realized that he was coming already. I heard the sound of cum hitting the floor. He still held on to the tree with both hands. I let my boner inside the boy's cunt to the hilt for a moment. When I reached for his cock, I collected some of the cum that was still leaking and rubbed it on his flat stomach and chest. “I'm gonna come now!”, I said.” He just nodded. “You want me to knock you up with my bad seed?” This time it took a couple of seconds for him to reacted but then he nodded eagerly. I took a deep breath pulled my fuck meat out halfway and rammed it back inside that cute boy. That was all it took. I started pumping my cum inside his guts. My abs were flexing with each pulse of my dick. I let my dick slide out halfway again and saw how it still contracted pumping more cum into the boy. “Push it back in all the way in, please!”, he asked politely. I grabbed him by his bushy blond hair, pulled he head back and my dick back in. “You greedy little slut!”, I whispered in his ear and drained my balls deep inside him. I was getting dizzy again and really had to get home. When I pulled my shorts up and tried to somehow store my still half hard dick in it the boy turned around and smiled at me. He pulled his pants up too and picked up his jacket. I could still see the cum I smeared on his torso glistering. Without saying anything we separated. I went straight home and fell into my bed. The next morning, I was so weak I had to call off at work. Around noon I dragged myself to the doctor. He did a couple of tests and BOOM! A couple of days later the result: POZ! With a viral load of more than 10 million!

Taking this opportunity to re-introduce my hungry poz cum and ffist receptacle.

The last, long fuck by Master before I left for NY

Luke’s Swollen Hole is Busted Open Again—at his request At some point, after they had used his swollen hole for hour, they had moved to the floor and double fucked him, sometimes actively, sometimes resting between them with a depth trainer or a small balled rigid toy deep up up his cunt. Luke quivered and mewed, his mind torn between the desire they kept hot through big spurts of Tina piss or surprise bumps of Tina on the lining of his stretched out hole and the soreness of his cunt from anus to deep inside. There was a place deep inside his pussy, that felt like his core, this place burned with maschoistic need to continue to be used. It was this place that thrilled when one or the other of the men would slide his big cock out and run his closed fist deep into his insides, releasing a small pile of Tina and fist him alongside his buddies’ hard cock. It this aching, burning need to be stretched, that drove him to ask to see the dildos he hadn’t taken. It was that need that made him immediately start to touch himself when he saw the giant, brutal head of a annihilator dildo—a semi-hard monster with a 12 inch around head a 18 inch thigh base. Luke started pinching his tits, rubbing his abs, and begging his daddies to hurt him, stretch him, with that monster cock. Enrique and Jason had been delighted to comply. Jason slowly worked his fist into Luke’s hole, fucking him, then released a 1/4 gram of crystal from inside his hand. They then got an adjustable stool—the toy weighed nine pounds—and lubed the boys hole as deep as the little nozzle would reach. The lubed it up slid the head inside gently. They’d given Luke complete freedom of movement, and a big bottle of poppers with a nose pump. Luke was huffing and he groaned loaudly but he opened his legs, welcoming the big toy and enjoying the massive stretch. They paused for a second until Luke asked for more and they pushed the big head further in. As it started to part Luke’s inner sphincter, Luke huffed and puffed like his life depended on it. When they got the head about halfway in, they waited until Luke was breathing evenly. “Now Luke,” Jason said firmly, “You said you wanted this toys so you are going to take a least half of it, but you don’t have to take it all.” Luke nodded, “Thank you daddy, but I need this. Once the pain is over it feels fucking amazing.” Luke looked up, pleadingly, “If it gets hard, will you keep getting me higher. The pig inside me is begging to be used like this.” Jason took over and slowly pushed the toy until the widest part of the head was at the second sphenticer and he held it there. Luke huffed and puffed and then Jason pushed the toy in slowly. He worked the boys hole very gently barely moving the toy, then he slowly pulled out of the boys second hole and then slowly went back in, holding Luke at the widest part of the enormous head. Luke was in piggy heaven, it was hurting and immensely pleasurable at the same time, but Jason was doing everything with the greatest restraint. Meanwhile, Enrique got one of the smaller lube tubs they had and dumped in a half gram, another ecstasy, and a big pile of fisting powder, he then filled it halfway with chempiss and took it over to Jason. Jason handed off the big toy and finished filling the tube and then grabbed a long thin plastic tube marked with inch’s. The toy was only 12 inch’s of insertable length, but to be safe he though they should start at 20 and then lube their way down. Enrique was slow fucking Luke’s hole. Pulling the monster dildo out all the way and then very slowly sliding it in, each time giving the hole maybe a centimeter more. Luke squealed every time the giant head went into his second hole, but he was enthusiastic about the fuck. The boy clearly had tons of drugs in his system, but he’d asked to get used by the monster dildo and so Jason waited until Enrique pulled out. Jason then slide the tube into the boys hole about 20 inch’s deep. Enrique picked up the monster cock and slipped it inside Luke’s sagging cunt alongside the narrow tube. Luke gave the smallest grunt as the big head entered his second hole. “You don’t really need it but we want you higher,” Enrique growled, “But first you are going to make your daddies proud.” Enrique pushed slowly until he was about six inches deeper, the boys hole stretching wider from tip to mid-shaft. Luke handled it well, but he was panting “Oh fuck, oh fuck.” “Whore, we’ve not even begun to fuck you yet,” Jason growledm and then he began pumping the thick lube, concentrated with Tina, all at once into that deep spot. Even as high as he was, Luke still shouted at the sting, his body shaking as Jason removed the tube. As soon as the tube was free Enrique began to slowly, slowly, push. Enrique pushed very gently and very slowly, but he also never stopped. Luke was groaning loudly,but he kept his legs open and pushed out, trying to take the huge tool. Luke was plastered in sweat—from the drugs and from the effort needed to accept the monster dildo—his asslips stretched and stretched, thinner and thinner, as the base of the dildo continued to widen his already stuffed hole. Since the boy was too lost in pain and pleasure to do it himself, Jason made him do lots of poppers. For the last four inches, Luke panted and cried out, but he didn’t fight the deep stretch, and he kept his body fluid. And while he’d taken toys at nearly thirty inches up his boypussy, the nearly thirteen inch head was a big challenge as it approached its sixteen inches of insertable depth. For the last two inches Luke was silent, his mouth open as if in a silent yell as his outer assplis stretched nearly twenty inches and the huge head stretchinto his gut deep. They fucked Luke with the monster toy for seven or eight hours, sweat pouring off of his body and theirs. The ten pound toy had given both top men a good arm workout. The toy was too big and heavy to punch fuck with, but Luke still got a pretty hard fucking as his hole got looser and looser. They would get him opened at one angle, and then grab his attention but shifting to the right or to the left. Jason especially like to fuck Luke’s outer hole, then his second ring, then take the toy out and plunge it back in to the root. Luke squealed and groaned but the Tina made him crave the stretch and the X kept him calm. He was so focused on his ass, neither his mind nor his body showed any resistance. When his hole started swelling shut again, they would slow down but fucked him to the full depth for a while before lubing the tool up with thick white lubricants and coating the underside of the big head with Tina and opening Luke’s hole up again. Then finally they decided they were getting tired and the boys hole was swelling shut again so they gently fucked him, still as deep as it would go, enjoying the way Luke’s face showed conflicting feelings of pain and ecstasy. Luke had been back and forth from the sling to his hands and knees on the floor and so they ended up on the floor with both their cocks inside. The boys hole was so loose, they had to stick one of the largest depth trainers they owned up it to make it tight enough for their cocks to stay inside the boy. From time to time one or the other of the two top doms would lift Luke into the swing, and then one man would stand behind the swing and pull Luke up and the other would stick his arm out and then the one behind would let Luke go and the force of gravity would make him swallow the other man’s arm. They almost made him take it full depth, to the shoulder, which they had easily done before his hole had swelled up. Usually this would lead to both men deep fisting Luke, and sometimes with a little bump to make it easier. But other times Lule would lie there and wonder why he still liked it, why he needed it, even through the aching pain. Finally the top men decided they were done, and so they each took a big thick depth trainer and put the handle around the base of the shaft and balls and they double penetrated Luke, their huge cocks rubbing against each other until they came, Luke moaning and grunting between them. They stuffed a big buttplug up his ass and left him, with his belly full of big loads of their of potent piss, and his ass still moving with desire, in the sling. About twenty minutes later, Karzinski and several of his biggest burliest guards showed up. They fucked, punched and fisted Luke’s swollen pussy for four more hours. Luke took even the biggest-handed guards arms past the elbow, and Karzinski punch fucked Luke to the shoulder. Luke cried out and occasionally screamed, but he knew not to resist. But for the last hour, as each of them punched his sore pussy as deep as they could, tears streamed down his face. Each of the men dropped a huge load in his hole, and then Karzinski dumped a pile of Tina in has hand and shoved it into Luke hole to dissolved it. He then put the big plug in, and left Luke alone in the dark, his arms and legs bound to the sling. Pulsing disco music began to play as familiar hunger began to build deep in Luke’s fiery boypussy. For around an hour, as Luke lay bound in the swing, potent chempiss with an extra quarter of Tina was absorbed until the delicate walls of his colon. He became almost incapable of thoughts, but of only need, a need to have his hole stretched and used, to be slapped around and fucked. Any sense that he might need to be coming down, or relaxing, after over 72 solid hours of very hard abuse, went out the door. Luke could only think of the next fuck, and then the door to the dungeon opened and the dim lights went up, and Luke realized that for his next fuck, he would be fucked by a god.

Part 6 ….Dripping with sweat, Tom falls back beside me. Rolling me slightly, he plunges a few fingers into my ass and feeds me a taste of his frothy loads. Pulling me into a hug, his semi-hard cock is resting between my ass cheeks he growls what a greedy fuck I am. We lay there for a while basking in a post fuck bliss. Exhausted, I’m fighting sleep, when he whispers in my ear not to plan on getting too relaxed, as he’s sure he can top off my hole in another couple hours. Looking forward to more from this stud, I’m completely content, and we both dose off to sleep…. Sure enough, a couple hours later I awaken with Tom’s cock sliding into my hole. Tom starts slowly and soon is pounding away. I’m spent, and don’t think I even get hard as I’m now just a fuck sleeve for his use. I let him drill me as he pleases, and he screams out Fuck as he delivers another load. Not even pulling out, he gives a low grumble and before long he has fallen asleep. Glancing at the clock, it reads 4 AM. My hole is a bit sore, but fuck this has been an amazing ride since he walked in my door. I’m addicted to his cock and I lean further into him savoring his dick in my ass as I slowly fall back asleep. I slowly awaken and glance at the clock which reads 11 AM. Coming to my senses, my sore ass reminds me of last night and I hear the shower running. I get up and go to the doorway and stand there admiring him. I’ve just had an epic night of fucking and want to commit his image to my memory. Tom’s 6’ 2”, has a decent build and a great ass. His upper torso is covered in prison ink with tribal bands going down his legs. He’s got a decent amount of chest hair, a biohazard tattoo on his obliques and a thick as a beer can dick, that I’ve learned grows to over 10”. Emblazoned with a scorpion tatt along his cock in ends with a roughed-up PA. I join him in the shower as he pulls me into an embrace. Delivering a quick kiss, he steps out, dries off and pulls his trunk briefs back on. Going out the door he tells me coffee’s on, and he’s made breakfast. The bed was dry so when I awoke and exploring my hole find I must have absorbed a lot of his seed. I quickly clean up in the shower and make sure my ass is ready for whatever the day brings. I get to the kitchen and see Tom scooping up bacon, eggs and pancakes. He tells me to grab a couple coffees as he goes outside to the dining table. Famished, I’m enjoying the food as we get to know each other. He asks about me and how I came to be such an eager bottom. I tell him the stories about Jason who was my regular FB (Jason-breeds). As I tell him about Paul training me to be a cum dump and pozzing me with his buds he laughs and is impressed with the slut I’ve become. (My Journey of Becoming a Poz Cumdump Daddy). I share my job history and how it’s been a rough couple months getting things going here causing a dry spell and why I reached out to him. I ask Tom to tell me his story and he shares how he made stupid mistakes when younger. He and a couple buds met up when one says he got a new car. They go to a convenience store, steal a couple beers and end up in a high speed chase being pursued by some small town sheriff. They get in an accident with another driver who is injured pretty bad. Turns out, unknown to Tom the car was stolen. They all had a good amount of weed on them and next thing he knows he’s in prison as an accessory to aggravated assault, evading the police and possession. He gets sentenced to 10 years but getting into stupid fights time gets added and turns into 15 years before he’s released. I ask him about the tattoos, and he tells me about the Cuban guys who raped and pozzed him. Some guys offered to provide him protection and he ended up a bitch for a group of gang members. The tattoos identify gang affiliation and status. Plus he felt getting additional ink gave him some control over his body and was pretty hot. Several of the guys loved taking it in the ass as much as giving it and he found out his big dick and huge loads were popular. Since getting out he was only able to find a dead-end job that doesn’t pay shit. He figured he could use his talents to earn a bit more and has been doing this for a couple months now and really enjoys it. Over a leisurely couple of hours chatting, we discussed growing up and I find we have more in common than I expected. Hell, we had very similar upraising and fate just pulled us in different directions. He’s got a gentle assuredness about him that I’m really drawn to. He’s got a great sense of humor, and we find ourselves laughing and just enjoying ourselves as we lay by the pool. Tom pulls out the dap barrel again, drops in a crystal and we both take a couple hits and spend the afternoon getting high and relaxing. At some point he’s rubbing lotion on my back, ass and legs and Tom comments on how my asshole is puffy and slightly open. Playing with my hole he spits on his fingers, and inserts a couple. He’s swirling around a bit and with his thumb is massaging my taint. Adding more spit he adds a third finger and I’m getting hard and really enjoying the feeling as he opens me up further. He pulls out suddenly and say’s shit, I just thought of something. From what you told me earlier, how’d you feel about me getting a friend of his to join us? I tell him I’d definitely be up to that. Tom tells me about Ivan, a guy he works with that got started meeting up with guys. Ivan immigrated from Romania about four years ago. He is blond, 34, with a swimmers build, a well-defined chest, six pack abs and stands 6’ 5”. His English sucks and he doesn’t understand half of what is said to him but he more than makes up for that with his laid-back fun loving personality. Tom adds, oh, and he’s got an 11” dick. The man is huge, has an impressive girth; beer can territory, and he loves to fuck. He’s been Poz-undetectable but had to come off meds 6 months ago and his viral load has spiked up again. He had to go home for a funeral for several weeks and just got back. There wasn’t much opportunity to get laid and he has been as horny as fuck as a result. Tom explains how the trip tapped Ivan out and he could use a few bucks. Tom tells me they’ve played together several times and is sure we can have an amazing fuck session with him. Slightly salivating, I tell Tom to make it happen. Reaching for his cell, he calls Ivan and after repeating himself a few times and assuring him I’m ok with being fucked unmedicated. It sounds like Ivan would love to join us. Tom tells me Ivan gets off work in an hour around 4 and could be here by 5. I nod yes as Tom tells him we’ll order an Uber and text with directions. I look at Tom and say to him how amazing he makes me feel and that for some reason I trust him completely. He looks deeply into my eyes and telling me how much he appreciates that, thinks I’m pretty cool to and promises he won’t let me down. Tom comes back to the chaise, which is now in the shade bends down and kisses me. With a wide grin on his face he says, now, where were we? That’s right I was going to get your hole opened back up. Given Ivan’s huge dick, Tom says he has some work to do as he pulls out a fresh tube of boy butter from his pack and tosses me the poppers. Tom applies an ample amount of the lube to my hole and resumes fingering me with three fingers. I’m already hard and I can see precum already starting to leak from my cock. Tom covers his hand with the lube adding a bit more to my ass. I take a deep hit just as he adds a fourth finger and works to open me further. After sliding back and forth in my hole a bit, Tom pulls out, adds more lube and covers both of his hands. Sliding in quickly and pulling out he begins switches hands back and forth stretching me open ever wider as the two hands pass on their journey in and out of my hole. As he gets deeper he is massaging my prostate from every angle. I’m moaning in pure pleasure as my cock seems to be streaming more and more of the clear liquid. I beg him for more telling how connected I feel and that I can’t get enough of him. Tom tells me how hot I look taking his hands and that my hole is so open and is even sucking his fingers back in. He pulls out then covers the rest of his right hand and wrist with a generous amount of lube and tells me to get ready as he slowly enters my ass again. Taking a deep hit of the poppers and feeling the flush hit me, Tom adds his thumb to the mix and begins twisting his hand around. I loudly moan FUCK as he brushes against my prostate and stretches his fingers around my anal canal. Telling me how turned on he is seeing me take his hand, Tom adds more lube to his wrist and says get ready. I breathe in deep as his hand slides in me fully. He starts in small increments, pulling out and quickly goes back in further. My ass is burning as he continues going deeper. I’m now sweating as Tom starts twisting around inside me. He tells me what a pig I am taking him, and how turned on he is controlling my pleasure. He flexes his fingers all around touching every part of me as his knuckles brushing my prostate. He slides even deeper as my hole stretches further. I’m leaking profusely as his hand continues probing further. I begin bucking back and forth on him taking more of as he tells me my hole has just blossomed open and he up to his wrist. Twisting his arm around inside me I’m completely lost in lust. He grabs my cock with his other hand and starts to slowly stroke. I can’t believe how fucking great this feels. I’m still bucking my ass riding the pleasure wave. vI suddenly see stars and my cock erupts shooting a volley that hits my face. My entire body starts spasming as I feel my entire body enveloped in wave after wave of orgasm. As I come back down, I open my eyes and look at Tom who has a huge grin on his face. Looking into his eyes I see he’s close to tears as he tells me how incredible it was watching me and how moving it is for him as I completely gave into him. I can see he is completely hard, his prick covered precum. He slowly pulls his wrist out as I feel my ass lips dragging along his wrist. As his exit is complete, I feel so empty. He says, damn, I’ve not wrecked your ass, but I can clearly see inside your hole. He’s so looking forward to having my cock inside me but wants to wait for Ivan. And yes, I think you are ready for Ivan’s weapon. He pulls me up on wobbly legs and guides me to the couch. Toms says he’ll be right back as he goes to the kitchen and washes his hands. He offers me some water and tells me to hydrate and relax as Ivan will be here shortly. Tom sits down and I lean back into his chest feeling completely relaxed. We probably sat there for 10 minutes as I slowly recovered from this life altering experience. Tom’s phone chimes. Looking down he says Ivan’s here, covers up with a towel and goes to the front door to let him in…. ___________________________________________________ Hey guys hope you are enjoying. Wanted to further develop the back story as Tom and I developed a relationship. And yes, he really did have to get me whole ready for what’s to come. I appreciate the comments, keep them coming.

Trying to be more of a proud cum whore. Need to take this again next time I've taken a few loads👼

I had always been the normal kid in school - swam for the team, got halfway decent grades, but not too decent, and came from a good family. My parents were divorced, and since my dad had to work full time, he didn't have as much time to spend on me that my friends got. Sometimes, when money was tight, I had to help around to make ends meet - it didn't happen that often. But luckily, the way to make ends meet wasn't too bad! I just dropped off packages at my dad's friends place - and helped him a little bit around the house. My dad's friend - Eric, was tall, about 6'2", with blonde/red hair - about 52 years old, a little bit of a belly, but definitely not fat - he was probably about 210 pounds. For the jobs he wanted me to do - no cleaning or anything, but moving stuff around the house, helping with his projects in his garage. I did this all through high school, and towards the end of it, my senior year, Eric started acting a little different. He would be slower to respond to questions, would catch him staring at my body when I was shirtless helping him move things. I had gotten faster at swimming, and my body was showing for it. I was about 5'10" and 140 pounds, and had a decent set of muscle on me. One time, he asked me to come over to drop something off and help move some of his tools around. The back way into his house (that he preferred I take) had a set of stairs that came up, past the bathroom, and into his work area. When I went up the stairs, I called to him and didn't hear him. I walked past the bathroom and the door was wide open, and there was Eric, pissing into the toilet. I was shocked, I had never seen a grown man peeing like that. His reddish bush, and his cock, just dangling down there, it was way bigger than mine, And he had a huge set of balls dangling outside his underwear waistband - way bigger than I had seen in any of the porn I watch. I immediately blushed and looked away. I heard Eric's deep voice: "Ah sorry kid, I had just started pissing when you walked in and I couldn't bring myself to stop, I usually keep the doors open around here since it's just me" I was embarrassed, but confused - I could feel my cock getting stiff. Any longer and it would be obvious. Eric kept pissing - I kept my head down, but didn't move out of the line of sight. I stole a glance at his cock - I couldn't help it! Eric made eye contact with me directly, he had never taken his eyes off me. He just let out a small smirk. He finished pissing - and I noticed his cock was bigger than when he started. He shook it with his hand to get the droplets off and then tucked it back into his pants. "Thanks for humoring me kid - now, why don't you help me move these tools like you said you would". I nodded quickly. The rest of the visit went as expected - but I couldn't help but feel Eric's attitude towards me had changed - and he was looking at me for longer. When I went home, I immediately got hard again thinking about the days events and had to go rub one out. I had never cum so hard in my life! ** About a week went by and Eric called me up again, saying he needed help grabbing some boxes from the attic. I got hard on the phone talking to him - I was stammering. I told him I could be over later that day, after school. School had finished, and I walked the couple of blocks over to Eric's house. I called out to him as I went up the back steps, and I saw the boxes sitting on the table. He gave me a big smile and helped me move the first one in the attic, showed me where they needed to be moved. And then he said "Ah, gonna take a break from this and go take a piss real quick. Be right back." He walked over to the bathroom, and went in, but left the door open. My curiosity was bursting. I put down the box, and tiptoed quietly over, hoping to sneak a peek of that beautiful cock again. As my face broke the line of sight of the door, I saw Eric there, pants at his knees, hand on his cock, standing over the toilet - but he wasn't pissing. "I thought I saw you looking last time - you like what you see boy?" He very gently shook his cock, and his dangling cock and balls swayed from side to side, before resting back on the waistband of his underwear. I couldn't even think, couldn't breathe. All I could think was to look at him and quickly nod. "That's what I thought. Why don't you come over here and take a closer look?" I nervously stepped over, I had forgotten the muscle memory of how to walk, and it was an awkward approach. I made it about 3 feet from him. "Why don't you come stand right next to me boy?" I took another couple of steps. I was standing right next to him, but perpendicular to him - both of us right next to the toilet. Him, facing towards it. "That's it, isn't that better? Why don't you show me yours too? Only polite." My cock was so stiff, and I could see his was getting bigger, but he wasn't as hard as me. I pulled my cock out, and it sprung into place I said: "Yours is much bigger than mine Eric, way bigger than the boys I have seen in the locker room." "Yep I have heard that a couple of times for sure, it does the job if you know what I mean", he let out a gentle chuckle. "Why don't you get down there on your knees so you can get a really good look at it. You ever seen a pair of balls this big?" I was confused and didn't know what to do, I hesitated - and I felt him gently put his hands on my shoulder and push me to my knees. Now his big cock was right at my eye level, and his glorious bush accenting it. "There you go, isn't that better?" He exclaimed, while he gently shook his cock. I was rock hard, and I reached down to touch myself. Right as I made contact with my cock, he said, "Whew man, I really have to piss though, hold on." He grabbed his cock, and I heard the air leaving his nose as he focused on the task at hand. He aimed his cock at the toilet and I saw his cock, right at my eye level - a small stream started coming out his cock - and then immediately grew to a bigger stream. I've never pissed that hard, the only thing I could compare it to was the horses in the field on my way to school. He let out a big sigh, "Ah, that's it." He noticed me salivating with my jaw half open, unable to contain my lust. All of a sudden his cock stopped pissing. He looked down at me. "Open up your mouth boy, if you want a really close look at what a mans cock is like". I involuntarily opened my mouth even more, and he smiled. He slowly moved his still-dripping cockhead over to me. "Even wider boy". I opened wider. He slowly inserted his big cockhead into my mouth. "That's it, good boy. Now stay still." I could feel and see his cock start to swell again - and all of a sudden I realized he was filling my mouth with piss! I was in such shock, that I backed up, and spit it out, and some got all over my shirt in the process. I could see his face - angry, disappointed - eyebrows furrowed. "Let me be clear boy - if you don't do exactly what I tell you to do, I'm gonna tell your whole family and all of your friends what a faggot you are. Now take off that shirt and open wide again." I nodded, fear in my eyes. I took off my shirt, sat back down on my knees, and opened my mouth. "Good boy. Now this time, you're gonna take what I give you - swallow boy." He put his cockhead back in my mouth, but a little further in this time. I could see his eyebrows narrow as he focused on the task at hand, and his cock started to swell as he flooded my mouth with piss. "Put your lips around my cock and swallow boy" I did as he told - and swallowed as fast as I could. It felt like eternity. Then I felt the stream slowing, and I looked up at his face and he had a big grin. "That's it boy, I knew you had it in you! Now, you ever sucked a cock before?" I gently shook my head no, and his cock fell out of my mouth. I said, "No, but I have seen it in porn a bunch of times." "Well open up boy, because you're my cocksucker now." He shook his now almost completely hard cock - it must have been around 8,5 inches with a big cock head. And man, those balls were impossible to miss. He inserted his cock into my mouth, but much deeper this time. "That's it boy, now suck." I sucked like my life depended on it, but I could tell I wasn't very good. My teeth scratched his cock a couple of times, and I could hear him getting mad. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, and I saw a big string of spit follow it. "I tell you what boy, I'm blowing my load one way or the other tonight. And if you can't get me off with your mouth, I'm gonna use one of your other holes to blow my load - you got it?" "Here, feel this." He grabbed my hand, and cupped the underside of his balls. They felt heavy, and big. "I got a 5-day load waiting for you boy, now get to work." I jumped back on his cock and I tried sucking as best I could. He was enjoying it at first, but then I could hear his disappointment come out in his grunts. "That's it boy, that was your last chance, get over on the bed." He grabbed me by the hand, pulled my pants all the way off, and then pushed me onto the bed. Then, he put me on all fours, and then pulled my ass down so it was hanging just over the edge of the bed. "Fuck, you got a nice hole boy. Nice and pink, it looks tight - you ever been fucked before?" I fearfully shook my head no. "Well did they teach you about fucking yet?" I slowly nodded yes. "Good, so you know what's coming." As he swooped in and tongued my hole, I involuntarily moaned. His tongue was putting such a hot, deep, wet pressure on my hole - I had never felt anything like it before. He took a breath - "I like to lick all my girls before I creampie them. You know what a creampie is boy?" I shook my head no. "It's how men get women pregnant. And guess what boy - I'm gonna get you pregnant today. You remember how full my balls felt? Well I'm gonna dump my big load in your tight ass." He stood up, and pointed his big cock head at my hole and gently pushed. That thing was not budging, but I could feel the intense pressure. He spit on my hole and put even more pressure this time. I could feel my hole giving way to his big cock head as it pushed past the outer sphincter. I screamed in pain, and he sighed in pleasure, and then he stood there for a second. "Ah, fuck boy - you do have a tight ass, man it's nice." I begged him to take it out, and to my surprise, he did. But he went over to his bedside table and grabbed two bottles, one big and one small. I realized he was lubing up his cock - and then he put lube all over my hole. "Get up boy, get on all fours with your head at the head of my bed." He moved the pillows out of the way, and I moved. "Here, try this" - he put a bottle under my nose, it smelled strong. "Inhale deep boy". I did as I was told, and my whole body went numb - I couldn't feel anything and I somewhat gently relaxed on all fours. When I started regaining my senses, I realized that he had handcuffed my hands to the headboard of the bed - both of them. "That's it boy, you're mine now. Take another hit of poppers" He held the bottle to my nose and I inhaled, This time, I could feel an immense pressure as he shoved his cockhead back in, and then slowly pushed his cock all the way in. I felt like I was being split in two! "Fuck, that's it boy - take my cock." He slowly started pumping in and out, his thick cock stretching me out. "Damn boy, that tight ass has me close to cumming earlier than I want, I have to slow down" He stopped pumping while fully inside of me. And then he leaned down in my ears and whispered: "You learned how girls get pregnant from sex ed, yeah? Well boys get pregnant a different way. See, I've got HIV, and soon you're gonna get a huge load of my thick cum coating the walls of your boy pussy? You ready for it boy?" I screamed no, and tried to get away. "It's no use, I've got you cuffed solid boy" as he put his full weight on my hips to hold me down on all fours. He slowly started pumping again, I could feel how much harder he was this time. "Oh that's it boy, keep fighting it, you're gonna work up a big load out of me". He picked up speed. "I've got a particularly virulent strain of HIV boy - once you get my load of poz cum in you, you're gonna be poz too. That's what I mean by getting you pregnant boy. You want to know what it feels like when a real man is getting you pregnant?" I screamed out again, but he pushed my face into the pillow. His breath shortened, his strokes shortened, and he started thrusting harder, faster. "Well you don't have a choice boy - get ready, because here it comes!" he held my ass down on his cock with all his might, and I could feel his cock erupting in my hole - spurt after spurt after spurt, the pressure in my ass increasing because of all the cum. "Ahhhhhh fuck yeah, love getting a tight pussy pregnant. Fuck. Now im gonna rest here a bit and make sure my swimmers take hold - you're gonna think of my face when you get that positive result." He pulled my hand to his balls, and I could feel them still pulsing, heavy and big. He stayed there deep in my ass, and I was in shock, didn't know what to do. After about 2 minutes, I could feel his cock getting smaller, and he pulled out of me. "Good boy, I always knew you were a faggot." He uncuffed me and let me go. "Oh would you look at that! You came all over my sheets - I guess you liked that after all boy." End of Part 1

As my regular readers know I’m a big fan of Gran Canaria, so I booked a trip with my bf for New Years and into January. I have been taking it slow the first few days, I did score a few hookups but I wasn’t on Grindr only nice repeat regulars from earlier trips including this amazing piggy top that is just 👌🏻🐽. So those plus boyfriend loads about 9 the first 3 days. Also noteworthy is the new expanded darkroom at Tom’s which has gone from boring as hell to a fun place to fuck. Take note fellow travelers! Now I want to tell you about my New Year’s Day. My bf wanted my ass nice and cummy before loading me so the plan was to take some loads if possible before going out and then go to Noxon. We had to switch apartments so it wasn’t optimal and I was ready for play around 18:00. Started off with a quick anon load from a neighbor. Then I visited a Scottish guy in his hotel and had a nice 40 min fuck. Then a bit later 2 more ROUGH fuckers had their way with me with the whole spitting in the face banging hard show etc. I went out with 4 loads lubing my hole but they mostly had gone out of me from the rough last fucker, but the hole was at least nice and open. Quick drink at Tom’s first to get started. I had to peek in the darkroom of course and had first several extremely aggressive bottoms try for me (I can give off this jock type energy, it’s not uncommon for me) until I found a short French king that had an amazing dick that I sucked and then he fucked and bred me nicely. He had more loads to give but his bf was waiting so I ended the session right there with the 5th load. Noxon next! Bought a beer. Went inside to find a grand total of ONE person 🤣 I’m sure Noxon has better nights as nothing is wrong with their facilities, but we just had our beer at the terrace and then decided for Factory. My bf has started liking putting on a show so we went to the big central mattress room where a lot of guys are just fucking and he fucked me there for 5 min. Sure enough as shit attracts flies this attracted about 6 guys to fuck me the next 30-40 min and two of them came loudly and one silently! Hot! Loads 6 and 7 and 8. My favorite was this really big dicked Viking type he really took his time (I’d say about 20 min in front of everyone) and his girth and length was really opening me up more in the best possible way. After being the main attraction for over an hour there I needed a break then so we went to the bar for our drink coupon. The second round into the darkroom we started with a sling fuck for a nice 15-20 min. Some other guy joined but didn’t cum. Then some older Germans in a very rude way almost kicked us out of the sling cause they wanted to use it for fisting 🤣 well it turned out to be a blessing in disguise as then ensued the highlight of the night. Now back in the orgy room which had a lot of guys at this point and lots of fucking going on multiple tops and multiple bottoms going at it. I bent over the mattress stuck my ass out. Some guy felt it up and it was wet to his liking so he started a nice fuck. As he was there a little line formed of guys wanting their turn, always a bottoms favorite 😍. He took less than 10 min until he was getting close and told me to beg for the load which I happily did as he came loudly and deeply inside me. Immediately a guy lines his dick up to my hole (didn’t see him) and enters the cummy mess easily. He bangs for his life and cums in about 1 min. He then was immediately replaced by a guy that had been jerking off to the whole thing, he fucked maybe 3-4 strokes then came hard and BIG into my sloppy ass. Then he again was immediately replaced by another guy that did the same thing and came in less 1 min. At the same time some daddy asked if I liked it in my mouth as he fed me his load. It was like experiencing the cum highlights from a porn movie in real life. Loads 9, 10, 11, 12, 13(mouth). Absolutely super hot to get 4 breedings in 5 minutes and 1 in the mouth. My ass was a wonderfully cumsloppy mess at this point and Viking type guy was back and happily enjoyed it for about 15 min of round two but didn’t cum that time. Action had then sort of fizzled out around us so it was about time to end the night on a high note with my BFs load fucked inside me with him never having felt me that wet 💦💦💦 before adding his and the final 13th load inside my now extremely wet and open ass. I could have gone longer but the timing was right and one does get tired after several hours of use 🤣😈

You... We met late in the night a few years back. You messaged me on grindr, a blank profile, looking for something. I know when a guy messages me, a profile with no picture and profile, that they are desperate. Horny. Craving for something that can't find in someone they know. Too much shame. You messaged me with a simple, "Hey... looking?" The conversation started out innocently enough, but I pushed your boundaries. Your profile, also blank with just an age. 27. You send a picture and I notice that you look familiar. I realize you have a more open profile with a photo and that I follow you on Instagram, where you pretend to be anything but what you are. A slut. On this profile, you are no one. I can tell. I tell you I am looking to fuck a bottom. You are less than a 5 minute drive away, but it is 3 am. I don't want to waste time just to ghosted. I push again. "What is your address? Into anon?" Maybe that was too far. You don't respond for a while. I start chatting with other guys, but it is late and this isn't a big town. There are only so many options. I am stroking my cock, soaked with precum, thinking about planting it in a hot hole. I usually like to breed, but sometimes bottoms are too demanding and expect it to be safe. I respect that, but I want more. I am guessing you do too, because you respond a few minutes later. You send me a location pin and a picture of you ass up in a jockstrap, with nice furry and full asscheeks. My cock bounces. You are in a decent area in a nice little cul-de-sac of townhouses. You tell me you are on the bottom floor of the town house, in the bedroom right off the main entrance. You tell me you are nervous but horny. You watch a lot of anon porn, but you worry. Then you mention you are stoned and hitting poppers. "I can be there in 5 minutes. You ready?" No response. Im so hard, so horny. I really need to cum. There are a couple of other guys I am chatting with. One, a guy I fucked before, but it is getting late and he can't host. Another, a top. A guy from out of town who is up before heading out for a flight. But I am also a top. I tell him I am chatting with you, joking about how hot it would be to tag team you, we could both fill you up. I figure I should shoot my shot and see what happens. "Im headed towards you." I hop in my car and head over to that area. When I arrive I pull up your Instagram profile. You are a handsome guy. Everything about your on your other grindr profile and social media profiles shows you as an innocent, even vanilla guy. Your pictures and posts are all positive things. Raising money for a charity, sharing important news about another issue in the local community, and other content that suggests your virtues and values are strong, positive, and just. Such a good boy. You do so much community work, so many positive things. I wonder, do people know you are up at 3am, craving anonymous dick from strangers while you sniff poppers and smoke weed? I doubt it. Your shame holds you back but invites me in. Maybe this is just another form of service for you. "Im on your street." I don't know which house you are in, but I figure if I end up even closer and on your street you will have to say yes. It doesn't take me long until I am on your street. A quiet little street. I get a message. It is from the other top. He agrees, tag teaming would be hot. I send him the pictures you sent me, and a location pin. "Im on his street, waiting for him to invite me in." You are not aware of the scenario I am dreaming up for you. Maybe you do. Maybe this is your dream. He sends me a pic of his cock. Uncut, long, big swooping mushroom head. I don't bottom, but I see the appeal. I'd love to watch it disappear into your little good boy hole. You message. "Fuck. Okay. You play safe? Im really nervous." I don't want to play safe. I want to breed your hole. I want to fill you up as you contract your hole around my cock as it creams you deep. Just thinking about it makes me ooze. "I didnt bring any condoms. Prefer to fuck raw." You take a few moments to respond, meanwhile, the other top responds. "I gotta head out to catch a flight soon. I could swing by if you want, we could fuck him together." I am intrigued. But I am not even invited in. I decide to get pushy. Test your limits, for the first time, but not the last. "Look, I am not into playing games. You wanna get used or not? Im in a car with a dripping hard on and I am going to have to get off soon. I can fuck you, it can be quick. I am safe and I get tested, but I don't have condoms on me. You want me to fuck you or not? I can be in there in 1 minute. Im outside in the green Jetta." I figure this is it. He either wants it or he doesn't. But I suspect he wants it. I suspect he wants more than he knows. I message the other top. "If he doesn't want to fuck, we could meet up and jerk off outside together?" He agrees and he is dressed and ready to leave. I tell him to meet me on the street and we can decide what do after that, but then you message. "Okay. Im face down and ass up. You have to be quiet and quick. Come in and fuck me, and leave. Im in number 13. Cool?" You, the good boy, are about to get raw dogged by a total stranger. Maybe two? I reply, "Cool. Get ready." I tuck my hard dick into the waistband of my sweats. It is 7 inches and uncut. I have not trimmed in ages and honestly, I am not the fittest or most attractive guy, but it is my dick and my load that matters to you. You want that. Not me. I message the other top. "I am going to fuck him. He is in number 13. When I am done fucking him Ill message you and let you know if he is into it." The other top likes this. "Fill that fag up". I will. I will fill you, the fag. The slut. The goodboy who has a dirty little secret. I enter the house and see the door slightly ajar to a room off the main hall way. I walk in and there you are. Ass up and face down. As the door creaks open, I hear you moan, followed by deep inhalations of poppers. Your ass is caught in the little bit of light available in the dark room. You are thick, thick and a faggot. I drop my clothes and climb on the bed. I place a hand and roughly push on top of your back as I straddle you. I want you to know I am in charge. "You want this?" You whimper. There is no hope for you. I slap my dick against your hole. I dont see condoms or lube, just your hole and my wet dick. Globs of precum oozing out of the slit. I rub it up and down your crack, teasing your hole. Preparing it for what it wants. Im so charged up I feel like I could cum at any moment. I spit a huge wad down your crack, rub it in with my dick. You didnt get fingered, you don't have any lube, and I am about to slide into you whether you are ready or not. Something tells me you have never been more ready. I start to ease in. I feel zero resistance. Just warmth and pleasure. I moan and you hit the poppers. I start to notice your movements. I suspect you are more than just stoned and poppered up, maybe more shame and secrets, but right now all I care about is getting off and maybe getting you tag teamed. I feel my phone vibrate. I put some weight behind my push and I slip more inside you, not all the way, but enough to start finding some rhythm. You keep hitting those poppers. "Yeah fag." I ease those words out, breathy and slow. This seems to ignite something in you. Perhaps it triggers that delicious shame you feel. That dirty side of you that you are so afraid to let out. It is dark and a strangers dick is easing its way inside you and you are stoned and getting high off fumes. You have no fucking choice but to be exactly who you are. This little faggy slut who is going to get my load. You want it. The other top is on the street. I snap a dark blurry pic of my dick in your hole. You dont even notice, but I send it to the top. Time to push more limits. I start moving in and out a bit more, building up rhythm and power. I feel the pull of your insides as they drag along my dick as I pull out and push in. I bottom out on each thrust and feel your round ass cushioning my hips. My balls slap your taint. This feels electric and I can tell you like it too. You have been huffing poppers since I have arrived. Push those limits. "Fuck dude, this is hot. You take a lot of dick?" Whimpers and moans. No clear responses. Hearing you moan like a pathetic little bitch makes me feel primal. I want to destroy you. You want it too. I know it. "You are such a faggot. You like this?" I hear you groan out a slow and low, "yeah". "Yeah? you like that? You love dick dont you fag?" You are muttering, not totally coherent. The poppers have you flying. "You got anyone else lined up?" The directness seems to startle you a bit. You tense up a bit and just you do, I give you two big slams with my cock and body. You whimper again. Tension disappears. You plead. "No, just you. Fuck." Push those limits. "Yeh? You ever get tag teamed? I wanna watch you take a dick" You tense up again. I feel my phone vibrate. I slam into you again, but this time lay my body on top of yours and put my mouth next to your ear as I start to plow away. I wrap my arms around you as my dick fills you up, takes away your control, and I own you. "Fuck yeh fag. You love that don't you. Being a whore for strangers. Yeh, you like that?" You can't breathe much. I have you wrapped so tightly. "Keep hitting those poppers faggot. I know you want this. You are going to take my dick and my load, I am going to fill you up. Is that what you want?" I know it is working. I have seen sluts like you many times, taking my dick, the dick of others, hungry for it and just needing the permission to let go. Let me give you permission. I am sliding in and out when I feel the phone vibrate again. I sit up a bit, planting my dick deep in your hole, all the way, with force, causing you to pull away. I am causing you some discomfort, but I pull you back. You are not in control. I am. "Keep poppering up. Come on. Gooooood boy." You like it when I call you good boy. I can tell. Your ass loosens just at the words alone. "You gonna be a good boy for me? Do what I say? Do anything I ask?" Whimpers. Moans. It is almost pathetically predictable. You only exist for me in this moment. "I have another top nearby. He wants to fuck you too. Im gonna invite him over and he will fuck you when I am done. Ill line it up for you." You have let go. You have not said yes, you have not said no. You just let me drive it into you. "He is on his way over. Last chance dude." You try to get some words out, but I keep laying my pipe down hard. My thrusts disrupt your speaking. "I... (thrust)... I don't... (thrust)... fuck... I can't (thrust)" I don't let up. Push those limits. "You do what I want. You take this cock. You love it dont you? Im close, but you wont be finished. You need more. Hit those poppers fag. Goodboy. Daddy's little slut." You do as you are told. You hit those poppers. Your limits are blown. You are going to get fucked. I message the guy on the street. "Come in. I am almost done. His hole is ready for you." Minutes later I hear the door open. I think you do too. You hit the poppers harder and harder. You are trying to inhale away the shame, the lust, and the desire. I am thrusting it back into you. The room is dark and I can only just make out the other top as he comes in. When he comes into view he is already half naked, with a hard cock sticking out from under a polo shirt. A daddy on business. Hot. He lines his dick up with your mouth and grabs your hair and shoves it in. You just take it. The sight is almost too much. I start to pick up the rhythm and move closer, laying on top of you again. I am right next to your head as you get facefucked by this other stranger. I know nothing about him, you know even less. I pick up speed and drive deeper. You are being shoved back and forth with my movement. My thrusts are pushing you forward, impaling you on this strangers cock. I whisper in your ear. "I am going to breed you now boy, then he is going to breed you. You are going to get filled up with cum from strangers. You are such a faggot." I keep whispering. Telling you what you already know turns me on. It drives me wild. You know these truths, but saying them outloud, in this room drenched in desire and pathetic attempts and hiding your true nature, I am seeing who you really are. Nothing but someone to please other people. Maybe that is what is true across these two identities. You just exist to be here for others, including me. This cock. Inside you. Coating your asshole in precum, lubing you up for the next guy. My whispers light up the shame inside you. You seem ravenous. You want to be ravished, consumed. Now you just grunt as you drool around his cock and take mine. Im so close. I have not cum in days. Your hole and this scene, your desperation, they take me to the edge. I tighten my grip around you, one arm around your neck, the other pulling your hips and ass closer into me. You can't escape, you need to feel all of me in and outside of you. You start to try and speak, but both cocks, mine and his, make it hard. "Plleee.... ohhh... plea... fuck... oh fuck... plea" I worry you are getting second thoughts. This angle has prevented you from taking poppers. I keep fucking deep. Just as I do, the other top grabs your poppers, takes a hit, and then puts them under your nose, you have no choice but to breath. My arm and his cock have you trapped. You take deep hits. "Unnhh, unnnhhh, unnnhhhh" You become nothing. Just a hole. I lose control. "Fuck (thrust) here it (thrust) comes (thrust)" I spasm. Pumping deep for a few pushes, then I sit there as I spasm, deep inside your hole. I feel you tightening around my cock. You are going completely limp as I fill you up. The other top has a hold on your poppers and your jaw. I feel like my entire being enters you and finds it way deep inside. I keep pulsing, shooting, offering up my body to your shame. I sit there for a few moments when I feel the other top tap my shoulder as I shudder out a few more drops into your ass. "My turn" he says. His turn to own you. Are you ready? You are gooned out of your mind. He pulls out of your mouth and all you can do is drool and leave your tongue hanging. I slide out, stumble back away from the bed slightly. The other top moves around. You start to push up a bit, out of it, but trying to regain some control. He doesn't let you. Before you can re-adjust, he is in you. You are ready. I have made you ready. I stand there and watch while my dick drips long strings of jizz onto the carpeted floor behind your bed. I feel my phone vibrate as I watch the other top slide his dick inside you, making your head board rattle against the wall. My head is light while I witness your fists grip the pillows and sheets. If you thought I was rough, you might be longing for my tenderness now. He is abusing you. What a good boy. ----- maybe to be continued

In a hotel room you're restricted to one guy in one room. You have just one chance to get one good fucking. Where, at a sex club, the opportunities to get fucked are limitless, and the number of loads you can take is limitless.

Sometimes is hairy, sometimes trimmed, sometimes smooth.

My 2025 has gotten off to an amazing start. I have a regular fuckbuddy (let's call him John) who has been breeding me for about 10 years. I met him on the apps and the sex follows a pattern. He sends me an SMS saying 'want to fuck?' and if I am at home and my ass is ready I reply 'yes'. He lives about five minutes away so within 10 minutes I buzz him into the building. The front door of my apartment is open and I lie naked, spreadeagled on the bed with my ass in the air. He tongues and fingers my cunt, I give him a blowjob, then he lubes me up and fucks me raw. His cock is uncut, a good length and quite thick. He likes to cum in my mouth so when he is close (and I can sense when he is) he puts his penis in my mouth and breeds it. I swallow (of course). It follows a fairly regular routine - although sometimes he will cum in my ass. It's reliable and enjoyable. Nothing earth-shattering but always a good time. When he takes his time and hits my g-spot I will cum hands free. I have said to him that he is always welcome to share me with his friends but for some reason anytime I have a threesome or group-sex with him it is I who arranges it. He enjoys group sex but I guess prefers to use me as a cumdump when he needs to get off and doesn't factor in my enjoyment being used by many. His choice. I am the hole. He is about 45 so quite a bit younger than me. He appreciates that he needs to make no effort to fuck me - except having a shower with no deodorant beforehand. Yesterday I received a message with the usual message saying 'Want to fuck'. I replied 'Yes'. John's reply 'wear a jockstrap'. He likes when I do, so I put one on. 15 minutes later I buzzed him in and assumed the position on the bed. I heard him speaking as he climbed the stairs and guessed he must have been on the phone. Except within seconds I realised there were three guys in the room. For a second I panicked as it was unexpected. Without saying a word to me John got on his knees behind me and plunge his tongue into my asshole. One of the other guys - I am guessing he was Arabic and about 40 unzipped his fly and took out a massive, cut cock - thick, veined, meaty. It was already stiff and I pulled him towards me and pushed my mouth down to he base of it. This was unexpected but I wasn't complaining. The third guy - another white guy - undressed and put his hands between my legs and started squeezing my stiff cock. The guy who was face-fucking me was rough, grabbing my hair and shoving my mouth onto his cock. There was a slightly musty, sweaty smell from his crotch and it was delicious. John still tonguing my cunt pulled me onto my side and reached for the lube which he smeared on his cock and sunk into my hole. No time for poppers this time. It hurt a bit at first as I was unable to relax as i was still being face-fucked furiously. The third guy maneuvered his position so be could have access to my cock and he started sucking it. I don't normally care about getting sucked as my purpose is to serve but my cock stiffened in his mouth as he tongued and sucked it. His mouth felt wet and sloppy For a few minutes this continued - being pounded in my face and ass and having my cock sucked. I felt like a farm animal. John said to the guy face-fucking me 'Want to swap' and he grunted his agreement. Thankfully I had time to sniff some poppers while he lubed up - his cock was a monster. My ass loosened just in time for him to ram his tool into my cunt. I could taste my own ass-juice and lube from John's cock as he put it into my mouth. The third guy came up beside John and asked if my mouth could the shared. He didn't ask me - my opinion was irrelevant. He asked John who nodded. It was a tight fit but I managed to get both cockheads in. The Arabic guy was grunting behind me pounding my cunt roughly and at a steady pace. After a few minutes I felt him shudder and tense as his cock spurted what felt like a flood of seed inside me. He hadn't asked me if he could breed me - then again I guess he knew that the answer was a foregone conclusion. After a few seconds he withdrew and looked at John who I could sense was getting close. 'He's lubed up already' said the Arabic guy. John withdrew his weapon from my mouth and shoved it into me and after a few thrusts I could feel his warm seed entering my gut. The Arabic guy had strings of cum hanging from his cock which I cleaned off with my mouth like I was starving. The third guy was stroking his own cock furiously and took John's place as John dismounted and wanked over my hole and sunk it into me as he ejaculated. I cleaned John and the third guy with my mouth after they had cum. Just because I had not been expecting a mini-gangbang is no excuse not to offer a full service. A cumdump should always he hospitable. They all got dressed quickly and left, leaving me gasping on the bed fingering my ass and tasting their blended cum leaking out of me. In total this couldn't have lasted more than twenty minutes. Later that day I messaged John to thank him and ask him what had happened. The Arabic guy has been hooking up with John on the apps, with both fucking his boyfriend - the third guy. John finally suggested that they should use me as well. 'I thought I'd give you a new year's surprise'. Arabic guy hadn't ever messaged me before (I would have welcomed him in a heartbeat) as I was too 'old' for his online filters. They had enjoyed me though so I hope there will be a repeat performance for all four of us. I know John will breed me again but I want that Arab's DNA inside me again. Repeatedly.

Part 6 The past few hours where a haze. The porn playing in the background, Papi and Mark fucking me, and the meth left me wondering how I got here. It was after 9am when I got the chance to look at the clock again. After Mark filled me with his second load, he stuck the pipe in my mouth so I would take a few more hits before Papi fucked me again. He flipped me over onto my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. There Papi was standing, he held my ankles wide and fucked me hard. He alternated between deep strokes, short rabbit thrusts, hip grinds and whatever else he wanted. There was nothing I could do other than laying there taking it and moaning in pleasure. The meth had taken over and all I could repeat was more cock and more cum. After taking a break, Mark got up from the pillows and kneeled next to my head. He fed me his half hard, cum covered cock to clean. "Here's a present boy, not as much as what Joe gave you but probably a bit stronger. Swallow it boy," he commanded. I felt a slow trickle of piss come out of his cock and start to fill my mouth. It was way more bitter than Papi's and had a distinctive taste to it. I was halfway full before swallowing the first mouthful and then only about a third the second. He moved to squat over my head so that I could keep sucking his dick. We kept that up all while Papi was fucking my ass. A white froth was foaming around his cock as some of the cum was leaking out of my gapping hole. He started rocking my body even harder, losing his grip on my legs and Mark's cock to fall out of my mouth. Mark fully kneeled down on my face, balls resting in my mouth as he hooked my arms behind his legs. I started sucking his balls, alternating between each one as they were too big to fit in at once. Mark was holding my legs back so Papi could have easy access to my ass. His hands now pressed onto the back of my thighs as he pummeled my ass. Mark slowly slid his body forward so I went from sucking his balls to licking his taint. His musky hole stopped over my mouth and my tongue took its first lick. I was hooked immediately on his smell and the taste of him. It helped that the chempiss in my belly had started to kick in as I started making out with his hole. By the time Papi came in my ass over a half hour later, I had my tongue fully up Marks ass. I was hooked on his taste, I silently wished I could do this forever. When Papi pulled out, Mark tilted my hips up my so he eat my hole. He tongued and chewed on my ass lips, digging his tongue into me. I was so sensitive from Papi brutal fucking that Mark's rim job caused me to dig deeper into his ass. Mark took Papi's place at the edge of the bed after a couple minutes of rimming me. Instead of making a popping sound as he slid his head in and out, my hole slurped instead. "I fucking love sloppy holes," Mark exclaimed as he railed my ass. He continued fucking me , eventually pushing me back towards the middle of the bed so he could fully bend me in half. He latched onto my neck, leaving new hickeys over the faded ones from Papi last weekend. It wasn't long after that he came in my ass for a third time. I was spun around to clean his cock and balls from their cum that spilled out. Mark hopped off the bed and started getting dressed. As I laid there looking at the clock read 9:00 am, I heard him telling Papi to let him know when the next time I would be coming over. He wanted to double fuck me and give me a bigger load of chem piss. While they talked, I had reached down to feel my sticky cock. I wondered when I came as I never felt it with their cocks constantly fucking me. I soon forgot about it as I reached down to feel my hole. "Oh my god," I exclaimed. I felt around my swollen lips as I wondered how bad it looked. As I slid my fingers around my hole, I felt a small trickle of cum running out. I used two fingers to push it back inside and when I did not feel them, I went to three and eventually four. I couldn't believe that half my hand just slide right in my ass with no problem at all. "You look so hot boy. Keep fingering that hole. Don't you love how loose it is and that you kept all that cum inside of you." Papi had moved over to straddle my face, kneeling similarly to Mark so that his cock rest on my mouth. I started sucking on his cock, sliding my tongue inside his foreskin to caress his head. He chubbed up a little bit did not get fully hard. While I was sucking his cock, he leaned down like we were going to 69 but instead stuck all 4 fingers in my ass. He started working my hole again twisting and turning. I thought he was going to shove his whole hand in but he kept his thumb rubbing my puffed up hole. This went on for another 15 minutes before he reluctantly pulled out of my mouth and hopped off the bed. He was rummaging around the room and placing stuff on the bed. After a couple minutes he hopped up on the bed. "You are still way to high to be leaving and driving home" he said. "I can tell you want to get fucked again but I need some time to recover. So here is your new fuck buddy!" I looked down between my legs to see a machine with a big black dildo attached to it. Seeing my puzzled expression, Papi continued. "This is a fuck machine and it's going to take over for me. This didlo is just as big as Mark and longer too." He pushed my legs up and told me to hook my arms behind my knees. He lined the machine up to my hole and pushed the head and first few inches into my hole. I grunted as my body tried to accept this new, harder cock inside. He picked up the remote and turned it on slow. I could feel the dildo slide a couple more inches in before pulling back out. I started moaning as this new pleasure took over. Once he was happy with the set up, Papi resumed his position on my face as the machine kept up it's slow deliberate pace of fucking my ass. This time he fed me his balls to lick and suck. Over time, he increased the speed slightly and reached down to pull the machine closer to my ass. This forced the dildo so over half of the 10 inches was now sliding in my ass. Bored with sucking his balls, I popped them out and asked if I could eat his hole. "Have at it boy." He slid forward just enough so his asshole lined up with my mouth and proceeded to drop his weight on me. I immediately started making out and tonging his hole, remembering how much I loved doing it to Mark. I was in heaven, I think I liked this as much as fucking. Papi kept things interesting, changing up how fast the machine was going to sliding the dildo in and out. At one point he pulled it completely out and adjusted so the head was just touching my hole. He turned it on medium and watched as the dildo popped in and out of my hole. I moaned even louder into his ass when he turned it completely up and had the dildo furiously punching in and out of my hole. He only kept this up for a few minutes before turning it back down and pulling the machine back inside of me and worked to get the full 10 inches in. By this time he was hard again and he lifted up his hips. I let out a whimper before realizing I was getting to suck his cock again. He started fucking my face, his balls hitting my nose this time as he worked to get the dildo through my second hole. It didn't take long before the head broke through and started working my second hole. My gasp around his cock let him grind down into my face for a few seconds before letting my breath again. Papi had the full length of the dildo fucking my ass. My second hole offered no resistance to the relentless pounding the machine provided. I did miss Mark's cock but this was doing a fine job taking his place. I lost track of time again sucking his cock and getting fucked that I came to when I felt him start to fuck me face harder. His cock swelled up and he pulled out so just the head was in my mouth. Seconds later I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum and I swallowed it eagerly. He fell back onto the pillows, panting as he tried to catch his breathe. "Damn boy, you really can suck dick." I turned my head to smile at him while the dildo kept pounding my ass. I turned back towards the TV to watch some porn as he hopped off the bed. He walked out of the room yelling back that he was thirsty and would bring me back a drink. It wasn't till then that I realized how thirsty I was but with the machine still fucking me, there was not much I could do. I snuck a look at the clock to see it just hit 11am. I turned back to resume watching porn and figured I could at least enjoy this and jack off. For the first time, I started playing with my dick and was jacking off. It took a bit before the meth released my cock and I was able to get hard. I jacked the best that I could in my fucked up state and slowly felt an orgasm build in my balls. When Papi came back into the room, I just cum with a few dribbles running out. I laid there panting as he reached over and turned the machine off. It felt right having the dildo seated fully inside of me and I whinced as he slowly pulled it out. "Here drink this," as he handed my half full bottle of water. As I sat up to drink, I looked at the clock in shock as I read 12:00 pm. "Yeah I peeked in earlier and was going to turn it off. But then I saw you jacking off so I just decided to let you enjoy yourself and watched from the doorway." I reached down to feel my ass and was shocked at how open it felt. "Is this ever going to close up," I asked. He tossed me my clothes, "it will take a day or two but then you should be back to normal. Let's get going, I shit to do." I didn't question him but whinced as I tried putting my clothes back on. My body was sore from being fucked so much and forced into those positions while being fucked. I finally got my shoes on and was walking to the door. He smacked my ass before roughly kissing me. "Let's shoot for next weekend boy and maybe we can try some new things." The door shut and locked behind me as I stared at it. How did I let this happen again? This was just supposed to be a quick blowjob, maybe a fuck but not all that. As I turned to walk down to my car, I felt that throb in my ass like the last time. "Fuck I don't think I can wait till next weekend."

The next morning I woke up with a massive wood. And the plug was still in my cumy hole. I touched my stomach and smiled. That toxic load had all night to do its work and convert me into a POZ slut. But I had to get up and get ready for work. I stepped into the bath tub to take a shower. Before I turned on the water I pulled the bud plug out. It left my boy cunt gaping wide open and last night's cum loads flowed out of my ass. I watched in awe how much sperm the guys pumped into my guts last night. A big puddle gooey cum collected in the bathtub. It felt a little sad that all that spunk left my body. Including the one that was almost certain POZ. But my slut instinct told me what to do. I knelt down and slurped that toxic puddle up and swallowed it! Nothing compares to the hot taste of cum. Now that sperm is going to stay in body even longer. I made sure nothing of that toxic fluid was wasted. When I got up and turned on the shower I came spontaneously without even touching my boner.

People usually forget that the twelve days of Christmas actually start on December 25th. Growing up in a Catholic household, that was drilled into my brain. I had grown up in a white collar family just outside of St. Louis and knew the importance of family, friends, and obedience (at least how my parents thought I should be.) I had no idea that this one Christmas would change the trajectory of my life forever. Growing up I wasn’t anyone special. My love of books and music didn’t do much to help me develop muscle, but an insane mother made sure I didn’t put on weight. A 6’2” skinny twink with brown hair and grey eyes wasn’t anything devastatingly beautiful, but I wasn’t horrible either. My glasses made me look smart, and I had a bad habit that most tall and gangly people have of hunching over to make myself seem smaller. My friends all called me Jordy, and I was lucky this year because my eighteenth birthday fell on the same day as Thanksgiving. I did alright in school and had plans to major in psychology once I graduated high school. My other siblings were all younger, two brothers and a sister. My parents had been together for twenty years at this point and were making ends meet, though they were becoming increasingly religious and conservative. I had realized my sexuality when I was in the fourth grade and the boys were talking about the girls in ways that I knew I thought about the boys. Being artistic didn’t do anything to temper the teasing, and my friends had always been girls until I was a sophomore in high school. Chett was a hunk of a man and a year ahead of me in school. As cliché as it is to say, he was the star soccer player who somehow managed to be at home with the jocks, get good grades, and have everyone fall in love with him. I certainly wasn’t immune to his spell, and after being assigned a locker next to his at the beginning of the year, we started talking regularly. He seemed effortlessly beautiful — the definition of tall, dark, and handsome; his hair was always perfect, his posture was immaculate, and he managed to utterly charm me from the moment he spoke. He seemed to have always had a girl on his arms while prowling the halls in school, but when we met up it was just the two of us. I didn’t question his motives — he couldn’t be gay, anyway. We stayed friends during the rest of his time in high school and even kept in touch when he went off to play soccer in college at Columbia. Before Chett left for college, we made a pact to stay in each other’s lives. I kind of let my side of that bargain down a bit when the pressure of applying for colleges, competing for scholarships, and the academic load in school got to be a lot. I managed to follow along with his soccer season, thought, and was pleased that he got some significant playing time as a freshman. We promised each other that we would meet up while he was home for the holidays. We finally caught up with each other by texting all through Thanksgiving. He and some of his friends were staying in New York for the parade while I was stuck in Missouri. I spent the entire day glued to my phone bantering with him about everything. It was after I had been stuffed with turkey and off to bed when I got a message from him. HOPE YOU HAD A GREAT 18TH BIRTHDAY. LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING YOU WHEN I AM HOME FOR CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR. I HAVE SO MUCH TO GET YOU CAUGHT UP WITH AND HAVE A GIFT I WANT TO GIVE YOU, TOO! His message did something to me inside — the fact that he still cared about me and made me feel special was something that I couldn’t really believe. I sent back a text in reply: THAT MEANS SO MUCH COMING FROM YOU. I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU AND HEAR ALL ABOUT WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN UP TO. I WILL NEED TO THINK OF SOMETHING GOOD TO GIVE YOU, TOO. His response was the last message I got before falling asleep that night: DON’T WORRY, I KNOW THAT SEEING YOU WILL BE ALL THE GIFT I NEED. * * * * * * Leading up to the holidays, it was even more hectic than usual. My parents were going all out to make this the “last Christmas all the kids are together” a special treat. I thought I had been busy with school before, but now I was trying to cram in scholarship applications with baking cookies with my mother, decorating the house, hanging lights with my dad and just generally running around in last minute preparation. Chett stayed in touch trying to set up a time to get together, and eventually we landed on after Midnight Mass Christmas Day. Christmas Eve was crazy as usual with lots of extended family over, big meal, and general frivolity. At ten-thirty I got up to head to church to sing with the choir while the rest of my family piled into their pew at eleven to listen to the prelude music. We sang for Midnight Mass, wished everyone a Merry Christmas, and the rest of the family got ready to go. I caught my mom as she was about to get in the car, “Hey, my friend Chett is back from college and is wondering if we can hang out for a bit tonight. I’m amped up from performing and am not really tired.” She seemed exhausted and distracted and just said, “Fine, just remember that you have to be awake tomorrow morning to do presents at 9:00.” I gave her a swift kiss on the cheek before she shut the door and drove away. My phone was in my hand before I could blink and I typed out: WHERE DO YOU WANT TO MEET? I got an immediate reply: COME TO FIELD FOUR AT THE OLD RIVERFRONT PARK. It was a short three minute drive to the deserted park grounds at the riverfront. Field four was the largest of the soccer pitches where Chett had played his games in high school. I could barely make out a tall figure at center field when I parked my car and pulled on a jacket to fend off the cool breeze on this unseasonably warm Christmas. Chett must have heard the car door slam because he whipped around and started sprinting toward me. We caught each other in a massive embrace and all the butterflies I kept in my chest took flight. After holding each other for what felt like minutes we pulled away and looked at each other in the faded light of the lamps on the perimeter fence. “Fuck, you look amazing!” Flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. And he did. College had agreed with Chett and he seemed to be more of a man than he was before he left. His body a little harder, more angular. His hair was still perfectly coiffed, but a little longer. Some rebellious studs glinting in the dim lights in his ears. I really couldn’t believe how gorgeous he was. “Haha! You look just the same — how you don’t put on weight, I will never know.” I saw his eyes rake my body hidden under my jacket and dress slacks. “Up you get!” I was taken by surprise when Chett lunged for my legs and effortlessly picked me up and carried me back onto the field into the center circle. I kept giggling and couldn’t help feel a bit overwhelmed by this incredible specimen who wanted to spend time with me. What I could give him in friendship, I really didn’t know. Instead of putting me back down feet-first onto the grass, he spun me around and cradled me in a position almost like I was being dipped at a dance. My eyes widened in surprise as I caught a hungry, yet tender gleam in his eyes, framed by his glorious hair before he leaned down and planted his lips firmly on mine. If he hadn’t been holding me, I would have completely collapsed in a puddle on that field. Instead, he held me tight as the most beautiful boy I had ever known gave me my first kiss. My body short-circuited and I was feeling completely overwhelmed. Our lips working together, parting to allow our tongues to dance — it all seemed so natural and so all-consuming. After what felt like days of being in each other’s embrace, we came up for air and I searched his eyes for an explanation. “Don’t worry about it Jordy,” he said. “I have been wanting to do that with you since I first saw you trying to stuff your backpack into that locker your first day of sophomore year. I hadn’t ever thought about anyone like that before, and I was just worried that you wouldn’t want anything to do with me if I came out and asked.” My brain was still trying to catch up with what had just happened, and the thought that he wanted me just couldn’t compute. “You’ve wanted me for years?” “Yeah, I didn’t really know how to say it when we were in high school and I was so worried about being judged by the other guys on the team. So I didn’t say anything until I got to college. When I was there, the first few days of practice I saw that the guys just didn’t give a shit and they wanted us all to be happy. When you were so busy, I knew I couldn’t add any pressure on your life, so I met up with a few guys off the apps and started exploring.” I was looking at Chett with a whole new light. This man had gone from being cool and attractive to being so sexy I couldn’t stand it. “Wow! Sounds like college has been a great experience for you so far!” “I can’t really complain. I have learned a lot about myself and feel like I’m ready to be out there in public as the full me.” I craned my neck up to kiss him. “You have no idea how long this has been a dream of mine that I thought would never come true.” Chett’s eyes glinted at my admission. “Well, I have to give you your Christmas gift, then!” In another amazing display of athletic prowess, he flipped my body over and slowly lowered me down onto all fours. Without any ceremony (or care for the poor button on my trousers) he pulled my pants and underwear over my ass and down to my knees, exposing the skin on my back and my raging hard cock to the cool night air. I inhaled instinctively with the temperature change and unsure how to react. That quickly melted away, however, when I felt something warm and wet begin to probe the crack hiding my hole. I was gurgling nonsense sounds as Chett slowly plied my cheeks apart and began licking and slobbering all over my puckering hole. If I hadn’t known before, it was this moment that I realized that this man could do whatever he wanted with me and I would be more than happy to oblige. As his mouth and tongue made slurping noises and I felt the area between my cheeks becoming slick with spit, another jingling sound of a belt being loosened joined the chorus. I am about to get fucked, I realized. A switch flipped in my brain and I leaned the front of my chest down to the grass and felt a state of total euphoria and relaxation take over my body. As that sensation swept down my spine, I could feel my ass unclench and allow Chett’s tongue deeper access to the inside of my hole. With a little whimper, I felt him tear his face away and heard more jingling as he took his pants off over his shoes and tossed them outside the circle. One more trickle of spit I felt as I heard him slowly jerk himself off. When the head of his penis finally hit the crack of my ass, it didn’t feel right. It felt heavy and cold. I heard a little amused huff from behind me, “looks like you found out where my other piercing is.” Fuck, he had a piercing in his dick?!?! What the hell did that look like? I tried to turn my head to look back at him, and all I saw was the root of his dick disappearing into trimmed pubes and a maniacal expression on his face as he gently rocked his dick up and down my ass crack. “Do you want me to give you my gift?” I kept whimpering because I had never wanted anything as much as I wanted him in this moment. “Yes, if you take my virginity in exchange.” That did something to him and he switched from teasing me to starting to push himself inside. I wish that I could claim to be an incredible bottom and say how easy it was that he was able to slide right in, but my hole was not that experienced. I felt his Prince Albert piercing stretch my hole to the breaking point before the head of his dick was in me, and several seconds of panicked panting took over until he rubbed my back and commanded me to take deep breaths. He continued to invade my hole and the stretching and small pops of pain continued until he was completely buried and I could feel his pubes itching my taint. I had never felt so accomplished as having taken this boys’s entire cock. I was flushed with the thought that we were physically linked in this moment, and the emptiness when he started to pull out made me meow in disappointment. He huffed another amused breath, “don’t worry, I am just about to show you what being fucked feels like.” He suddenly threw his weight on top of me, causing his dick to be firmly planted past my second hole as I screamed — my body was completely overwhelmed with sensation as I was slammed flat onto the grass. From that moment on, it was a sprint of breathless fucking for what seemed hours. The prone position meant his dick was jackhammering my prostate while he was practically performing pushups over my back. Beads of sweat slid across my body under my clothes and I felt my head being peppered with sweat from his body towering above me. I have never felt more alive than in that moment. After what could only have been a few minutes Chett’s huffing became faster and his thrusts less regular and feeling almost desperate. His growls in my ear were replaced with higher pitched, breathy tones of, “oh fuck, oh fuck, you want this?” All I could respond was earnestly nodding, not trusting my breath to make any sound. My poor dick was overstimulated between the grass tickling it and my prostate being pounded, and I felt the orgasm wash over me without even a helping hand. He kept pounding away for a couple of more seconds while his cock seemed to expand inside of me before he thrust deeper into me than he had before and collapsed on top of me. I could feel the pulsing in my hole of what had to be a record number of cumshots while he felt limp and spent above me. After recovering enough control so that I could speak again, I turned my head to look at the side of Chett’s face as he lay across my back and just whispered, “I think I love everything about you.” I could feel the corners of his mouth tick up as he grinned and began to raise himself off of me, slowly extricating his cock from my hole. I started to sit up, but before I could he thrust two fingers in my hole and turned me around to sit on them, before laying me on my back and teasing the tip of his cock against my lips. As if it were trained into me, I opened my mouth and began to suckle the head of his dick. The PA made things a bit tricky, especially since it seemed to have some pointy balls on the end, but I did my best to clean him up, tasting cum for the first time. His fingers hurt so good while I licked his shaft and his balls, and when I had finally finished, he pulled his fingers out of my ass and thrust them into his mouth. “Mmm! Your hole is so tasty!” He reached out and helped me to my feet. It was the first time that I had seen the lower half of his body naked, and I looked on in shock. I knew I couldn’t deep throat him because he was girthy, but I had no idea how long his dick was. . . It had to have been at least nine inches semi-hard and the PA glinted off the tip of his cock looking as thick as my pinky. I was in utter shock as he turned and showed off his impressive ass while he retrieved his pants. After tucking everything back into its place, he came over and took my hand, lifting me off the grass and spinning me around for a kiss. The faintest hint of metallic taste lingered in his mouth as we made out. He kept his right hand firmly planted in my left while he helped me pull up my pants over my spent dick and helped me straighten my hair. “I hope that we can see a lot more of each other before I have to leave town to get back to school. I just want you to know that I feel deeply about you and hope that you feel the same about me.” Considering the state I was in, I didn’t feel that I could trust myself to speak, so I tried to put all my words into a kiss. Breaking apart, I found my voice and said, “I don’t think you know how much you mean to me, and what we did tonight will always be sacred.” I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Chett’s response was to pull me in tightly for a hug, “You’re going to be changed by this forever. I know that we have a great future together.” We walked back to our cars feeling content and fucked-out. Before we pulled away, we shared one last kiss with the promise to be in touch later in the day. As I got into the car and started it, I saw that it was just before three in the morning. Sneaking back into the house was easy, and a gentle shower got rid of the sweat and most of the body fluids that clung to my mouth and legs. I thought about trying to empty my guts, but decided against it. I thought it would be kinky going to sleep with a little part of Chett still inside. I crashed onto my bed and fell immediately asleep so I missed the text from Chett before waking up for presents. It simply read: MORE TO CUM 😜

19 year old guy, I knew from college, proceeded to ask me about butt fucking. I knew he was curious and had sense of humor that tend to be sexually charged. So I let on one night about my sexual habits. You know how the story goes. He wanted to see how it felt. That Hass fucked me twenty ways to Sunday! Yeah it was great! However was he great because of his age? ....My thought though on age and man sex is that, regardless of age, it's what your playmate(s) bring to the party..it's all about skill/ experience not about age.

I don't just like watching grandpas, I love to fuck them. Getting hard just posting that thinking of the last one I plowed in a gay bar bathroom stall a few weeks ago around 8PM on a Sunday before his early bed time.

It was Sunday night, and I was on my regular cruising tour in Berlin. I already took several loads in JAXX - a porn cinema. Most of them thru glory holes. Some I swallowed some were pumped in my ass. Still needing more, I ended up next door in SCHEUNE a rather sleazy sex club. I was 26 years old at that time and had gradually drifted from safe sex only to raw only. The only thing I was wearing were boots and some black jock-hotpants to give easy access to anybody who wanted to fuck me. I had a slim body with some muscles and almost no body hair. So, I was sucking an older guy that was sitting on a small brick wall bending over 90 degrees exposing my boy cunt. It didn't take long, and somebody slid his dick in my ass. I stopped my sucking and looked back. It was an older fat guy but his cock felt really good, so I turned back to the hard dick in front of me and continued to suck it. More and more guys joint and I felt multiple hands touching my almost naked body. Nobody said a thing. The only thing you could here was moaning and the slapping sound of fucking bodies. The guy that fucked me pulled his dick out and another guy took his place right away. Suddenly I heard some commotion nearby. Some mumbling and then a pretty loud voice. “Who needs a POZ load?” It became even more quiet as the guy continued to ramble. “I'm gonna give you my POZ babies!” Basically, everybody that came to SCHEUNE to have sex fucked raw including me. And most of the guys were probably POZ but I never heard anybody talking about it or even yelling it out. I let the dick that was all the way down my throat slide out again and looked around to see who was causing the commotion. It was a tall guy wearing black leather pants and a harness around his bare slightly hairy chest. On his left pec he had fairly large biohazard tattoo. So, I guess he wasn't just talk! The guy that was fucking me started to moan and shot his load into my guts and pulled out. The guy with the biohazard tattoo caught me staring at him and said: “I'm gonna POZ your little slut cunt!” He was absolutely right calling me as slut cunt, and I most likely have taken dozens of POZ cum loads already. So far though I never got infected with AIDS. I didn't move and was anxious to see if he would penetrate me. So far, I wasn't really chasing the gift. I just loved being fucked raw and take loads in my guts. When I started to let guys fuck me raw, I even avoided those who looked sick or very skinny. But soon I basically let anybody fuck me and give me their cum. The guy stared at me and unbuckled his pants. He presented a big hard dick covered with veins. He wore a cockring that was pushing his fat and firm balls forward. But best of all he had a fat PA piercing! A shiver went through my body when I said to him: “Please POZ me!” I felt like I just pulled the trigger handle of the guillotine. “Yeah bitch! You are gonna get it!” I spread my legs a little more and remained in that bend over position. The guy was standing right behind me and said: “Look at all that cum flowing out of your slutty boy cunt.” I felt the hard steel of the PA piercing pressing against my hole. “Nothing better than converting a young boy!” When he said converting, I felt doubts if I should really do this. I convinced myself with a couple of deep poppers hits. “Give it to me!”, I swallowed and added: “Give me your AIDS!” The crowd that was watching me being fucked by the other guy had disappeared. I guess they were intimidated by all that POZ talk. The guy grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them and pushed his fuck meat straight into me. I felt a sharp pain and tried to escape his penetration, but he grabbed my hips and held me tight. “Too late for second thoughts now, kid! Your little boy pussy is mine now!” The penetration pain subsided and turned into pure lust. I was so ready to knowingly take a POZ load. The guy pulled his dick out a little bit and said: “Look at that fat POZ meat in that little NEG hole!” He leaned forward and whispered in my ear: “Not NEG for long, though!” He let out a dirty laugh and started fucking me. His big fuck meat felt great, and I felt his massive PA piercing plowing my unprotected ass. I took a couple more hits of poppers which amplified that great sensation of being fucked raw. I moaned: “Please Sir. Fuck my slutty boy cunt!” He didn't answer and continued to fuck me with long slow strokes. “Give me your toxic cum!” The guy grabbed the poppers from my hand and took a couple of very long hits while he continued to plow my ass. He leaned forward again, returned the poppers and whispered: “I shoot cum like a horse they say.” His fucking intensified and I couldn't wait to take his POZ cum. “Please knock me up!” I noticed that some guys gathered around us again watching me getting POZed. First, they watched in silence but soon I heard them encouraging my fucker to bread me. The fucking got rougher and rougher. The guy put his left hand on my shoulder and his right on my belly. “Good boy! Get ready for my load now!”, he grunted. He rubbed my stomach and said: “I'm gonna flood that nice smooth belly with toxic POZ cum!” I hesitated a little but realized it is too late now anyway and answered: “Yeah! Please POZ my boy cunt!” The guy slammed his fuck meat balls deep into me and started to plant his POZ seed deep inside me. “Fuck! Yeah bitch! Take my AIDS load”, He yelled. I actually felt his cum spraying into my guts. The thought of getting inseminated with POZ cum took me over the edge. Just in time a pulled my rock-hard dick out of my shorts and shot my load against that little brick wall in front of me. He grabbed my hand by the wrist and led it to his shaft. “Feel it! Feel how it pulses the POZ cum into your little slut cunt!” I just gasped as I felt how his dick was contracting and expanding slightly pumping more and more sperm into me. He moved his still hard dick back and forth and grunted: “Let's spread that toxic seed all over your fuck canal.” I slowly came back to my senses while I felt the steel of his PA piercing plowing my cum filled pussy. Shit! What have I done?! I just knowingly took a POZ load in public. I could have pulled away from him and try to push out his lethal cum. But instead, I let him stay inside me creaming my guts with sperm. I looked around. There were four or five guys watching me getting impregnated. Two of them stroke their dicks. “In three or four weeks you can go around and knock up your little boyfriends.”, the guy said for everybody to hear. He finally pulled his fuck meat out of my tormented hole and pushed my bud cheeks firmly together. “You wanna keep that inside you as long as you can!” He put his dick into his leather pants and left. I went upstairs grabbed my clothes from the wardrobe and left. On my way home I touched my stomach imagining the toxic cum doing its work already. I promised myself that I would push all that sperm out as soon as I got home. As soon as I opened the door to my apartment I went straight to the bathroom. I took off my shirt looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at the toilet and took off my pants which left me just wearing those jock-shorts. The little Poppers bottle fell out of the pocket of my pants. I picked it up and took two deep hits. Right away I felt that great sensation and I thought about that POZ guy that fucked me so merciless. I put my middle finger in my sloppy fuck hole and held it under my nose. I inhaled that great cum smell as if I was sniffing Poppers. I licked the sperm off my finger and opened the drawer under the sink. On top of all the other sex toys lay my big black bud plug. I looked in the mirror and said to myself. “Fuck it! You know you want it!” It took some effort and some more poppers, but I pushed it in, and it sealed my cunt. I dropped into my bed and fell asleep right away.

I am in a tunnel with my sister and her friends. I am 14 years old, and we are bored. I’ve seen this tunnel before on one of my walks around the park near my house, water trickling out of it, dark and gloomy, my curiosity piqued, but I never dared to wander through it, though I always wanted to. I am excited when someone suggests it, and here we are, walking through it after checking if the coast is clear, it is. There are six of us: me, my sister, her best friend, and three other friends who I’m not very close to, but I’ve seen them around school. They bring along three flashlights, and we break into groups of twos and threes, each holding a flashlight, and we walk slowly into the tunnel. It’s summer and hot, so there isn’t much water coming out of it, but we walk slightly to the side so our shoes don’t get wet. Soon, the light from the opening disappears. There is echo, it’s cool, and some of us are talking, which is comforting, here in the dark, except for the beams of our flashlights. The path splits into two, one way much too small and the other barely wide enough for us. We decide to hang around the junction for a bit, talking about what teenagers tend to talk about, nothing in particular, before deciding to head back. I look into the darkness, and the darkness looks back at me. A shiver runs through me, fear of the unknown, and I tell myself that one day, I’m going to come back here and finish what I started, to continue this journey through the darkened tunnel of the unknown. I never did Although, sometimes, in later years, I would come back here alone and venture into the tunnel, just to the point where the light cuts off, and jerk off until I come, just for fun. I would look into the dark, and my imagination would go wild with all the monsters lurking in there, thanks to all the horror movies I grew up with. I have a favourite quote from Avatar: The Last Airbender that goes something like this: “Sometimes life is like this dark tunnel. You can’t always see the light at the end of the tunnel, but if you just keep moving, you will come to a better place.” I think about how true this is to our lives. Sometimes it feels like we are walking in darkness, not knowing where life is taking us, but that’s part of the process of living—facing the unknown, which is what makes it special. Sometimes, it’s all about taking one day at a time, at your own pace. For me, it’s not about blindly believing that everything will get better if I just keep walking, but about trusting in the act of moving forward itself. Even when the light at the end of the tunnel isn’t visible, I have this quiet sense that the act of continuing—step by step—will bring me somewhere I’m meant to be. It’s not about guarantees, but about faith in the process, faith in myself. That’s how I choose to make peace with the darkness, by embracing it as part of the journey.

To clarify @Lucienblack88's generally excellent answer: Under the U.S. system of federalism, certain powers are solely the province of the federal government, certain things are outside the power of the federal government, and certain powers can be exercised by either state or federal officials. Each state has a constitution, outlining the specifics of its government, the rights its citizens enjoy under the state constitution, and so forth. Broadly speaking, a state may not restrict a right recognized under the US Constitution, but it may recognize a right that the US constitution does not. For instance, currently per the Supreme Court, same-sex marriage is a recognized right. Should the Court overturn that decision, that leaves the matter up to the states to decide. Prior to that recognition (in 2015), some states, like Massachusetts, had already decided that recognition of same-sex marriage was mandatory under its state constitution. Several other states' highest courts have ruled similarly. If the US Supreme Court were to rule that in fact the federal constitution does not guarantee the right to same-sex marriage, those state guarantees would still hold. Other states have legislatively adopted same-sex marriage while not necessarily enshrining a right to such marriages in the state's constitution. Again, if the Supreme Court were to overturn its previous holding, those states' same-sex marriages would still be valid and couples could continue to marry, but (in theory) the legislature could repeal that authorization (which might set up new legal challenges under that state's constitution. Many states had, between 2004 and the 2015 Supreme Court decision, adopted constitutional bans on same-sex marriage (typically by limiting it to one man and one woman, which thus also bans any form of poly marriage, should such be proposed). Those bans were struck down by the 2015 decision. Since then, some states, but not many, have repealed their constitutional bans. In the others, if the Supreme Court were to reverse itself, those bans would "kick back in", although there's broad agreement that it (probably) wouldn't invalidate any existing marriages. Finally: because the federal government can require states to do certain things, under limited circumstances, in theory a more progressive Congress and president could pass a law mandating the recognition of same-sex marriages. However, the federal power to legislate is limited to certain "enumerated" topics (for example, to appropriate funds, to declare war, to regulate interstate commerce, and so on), and they'd have to assert one of those enumerated powers in the process. This Court has been a little more skeptical of such powers than it was in, say, the 50's, 60's and 70's. The general fail-safe way to pass such legislation is to tie federal money to it - ie requiring states to recognize SSM in order to get 100% of their medicaid matching funds, for instance. That's how we got a de facto national drinking age of 21 - the feds withheld a portion of highway construction and maintenance funds from any state that refused to adopt that drinking age. Eventually they all complied. So that's the interaction of federal and state law, in a (large) nutshell, regarding what happens when our Supreme Court rescinds its recognition of a right it previously recognized under the US constitution.

If you stick at it long enough, you'll find almost ALL the guys fucking you are younger than you are. Trust me, I know...🫣

Great start! Looking forward to seeing where this goes!

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As a regular cumdump there are pros/cons to each for me. I like sex clubs as guys are generally down to fuck and sometimes those guys that don't necessarily want to fuck (or are too shy to do it in open) are happy to watch and I love a crowd while getting used. There's nothing like getting ass up on a fuck bench and taking whatever cock comes along while others watch and/or wait for their turn. I also find that some tops like to 'perform' when there's a crowd watching and will really pound the hell out of me to show the group how good of a fuck they are. The other great thing about sex clubs is that, once my hole has been used for long enough, I can then go and pump my load into some other cumdump before I go home! With hotels/motels I love the thrill of being ass up and hearing the door open, sometimes not knowing who is walking through the door. It's even more exciting when someone is already pounding my ass when another guy walks in, sits down and waits for their go. Obviously having your own bathroom in a motel is great, however I do get anxious about the noise and staff being noticing all the men coming and going. I also get a little anxious about someone rocking up that's looking for trouble or to rob you (it's never happened before, but sometimes I think it's possible, particularly when doing the anon scene).

Was talking to and meeting up with a sexy chubby guy near me we occasionally meet up for quick blow job here and there, then it happened it was during the summer we both where horny. I just finishing up with work and was super horny and wanted to be fucked so bad so I messaged him to see if he was free, he was working but told me to stop by as he could sneak in a quick fuck session he promised to have condoms available, I got there and he snuck me into the security till booth he was working in, i immediately started to suck him while he was attending to guest entering the park, the trill of getting caught got me hornier I begged him to slip on a condom and fuck me it was at that point that he said he didn’t have any, between his encouraging me, me being horny and the trill of getting caught I agreed, the moment he slid in raw was the best feeling and was enjoying every second especially when he shot his load deep inside of me. It was at this moment that I awakened and became the dirty cum slut that I am now. We meet up multiple times after this each time me getting fucked raw. We even meet in a mall bathroom once.

Oh, ye novice! 😉 I get a cheap trashy motel. I move in for the weekend. Porn, drinks, snacks, maybe my sling.lube, toys, supplies. seldom am I restricted to one guy in my room! 😈🐷😈🐷😈

I dunno if he is or isn’t, but a friend of mine did porn with Broke Straight Boys in that era (not gonna name names) and he said even though they tested models prior to shooting, but guys who were poz undetectable still did shoots and videos. They just made sure they were grouped with other poz detectable guys or with guys who were neg and willing to bareback anyhow. He said that sometimes you see some of the models using condoms and that was because one of guys was poz undetectable. That tracks cause you’ll see some go most bareback but once in a while use a condom. He was in Atlanta and they sometimes shot videos there and they would have a big fuckfest at the Red Roof in once all the filming was done. Pretty much all the guys fucked raw and came inside, they’d invite other guys to join. He’d get invited even if he wasn’t on a shoot…he’s pretty hung and popular. He was worried when he pozzed that he wouldn’t be able to keep doing porn, but he was able to.

The general mechanism is what's called a PAC (Political Action Committee). PACs can be controlled by and affiliated with a campaign, or they can be independent. So I could, for example, create a PAC dedicated to supporting X candidate and/or defeating Y candidate, and as long as I don't coordinate at all with X or Y, I'm not subject to the same limitations as the actual campaign of the candidate. A PAC affiliated with a particular candidate is a little different. So, for example, the Speaker of the House can have a PAC (call it "SpeakerPAC") and he can solicit major donations to that PAC, then dole out the proceeds to his allies in the House who need more support. There are limits on PAC donations (no more than Z amount per election cycle from a particular PAC to a particular candidate), but they're larger, in some cases, than individual contribution limits directly to the campaign. There are also "issue" campaigns and PACs, which support or oppose issues on the ballot (constitutional amendments, initiatives by the voters, referendums proposed by the legislature, etc.). There's a whole set of rules about those, too. And yes, people can make contributions to recognized political parties, which can then also support candidates directly as well as make independent, non-coordinated expenditures on their behalf. At least, in theory they're non-coordinated. It's very difficult to prove coordination, just as it's difficult to prove a conspiracy in criminal law, so in reality, as long as they're reasonably careful there's little chance of getting caught working directly with the candidate. And since the regulatory body that governs campaign contributions and spending - the Federal Election Commission - is by law evenly divided between Republicans and Democrats, it's very difficult to get them to act in any but the most egregious cases.

I was so excited to get this notification, did not disappoint! Although I’m starting to get blue balls from the number of poz loads this boy has avoided. He needs to just take that junk like the faggot he is! If I were him I’d be pozzed three times over.

Pipemakers Got fucked by 7 guys but only 3 loads. Most of them had below-average-sized dicks, but they were thick, so the fucking was just okay. The first two guys were in the glory hole room. I always try to keep a dick in my mouth at all times when I’m getting fucked, making sure there’s a crowd. That way, when one guy finishes, another can take his place. A cummy ass is hard to resist—or so I’ve heard. Then some kids showed up in the sheds. We all wondered how they even knew about the entrance, but I guess it isn’t so discreet anymore. All the guys scattered like ants, and it also started to rain lightly. Some of them decided to go home, which was a shame. After the kids left, we all went back into the sheds. Three other guys fucked me there. No idea what they looked like because it was so dark. Later, I decided to do one last walk around the area. I got fucked twice more, but no loads. By the time I got home, my underwear wasn’t even wet, so not much of a cum load, I guess.

I started cottaging at a very young age. I was 13 the first time I went in the cottage as I genuinely needed a piss but I was fascinated by all the graffiti. I was wanking when a guy pushed the door open, got on his knees and swallowed my load. I was so nervous, I came in seconds, zipped up and legged it home. It was ages before I went back and it was even longer before I plucked up the courage to try getting fucked. Loads tried over a couple of years but non got very far but it was always raw. one day, bent over the toilet, one guy tried and for the first time, it went all the way in. I can still recall that feeling of having a guy inside me. He was raw and I was hooked from that point. I can’t remember if he came in me that first time, but he certainly did in the many times we fucked after that.

Is my hole worthy?

2024 was pretty slow as far sexual meetings goes for me. Was pretty busy and because of that I can count all of my meetings in my two hands and alas I still don't remember most of them well since they were so boring (mostly randoms). The only memorable encounter was close to the end of the year where I was on the receiving end of a CNC meeting that a faggot fuckbuddy of mine organized (he was the one meant to go, but since he couldn't because of some irl issues, he asked me if I was interested in going instead and I accepted). Anyway, the guys from previous meeting were regulars only to my fuckbuddy, but one of them was kinda of one of my regulars too and he wanted to use me again along with two of his friends. 3 run-to-the-mill guys around their 40s, I guess, but a good contrast to my twink femboy look in my opinion. They would pick me up and I would spend the day at their place. It would be CNC again. We setup a safeword and talked about some limits. I put my cage and buttplug on, dressed up like a faggot whore (fishnet sleeves, thigh high socks, top cropped, collar), and waited for them. They arrived at midnight and appeared pretty pent. As soon as I entered the backseat of the car two of them were already taking of my shoes and pants revealing the femboy socks, cage and buttplug (wasn't wearing underwear), No time wasted in putting me into my place. Had a cock at my face to deepthroat already. The other one licked my feet a bit and took my buttplug in and out with force multiple times till we finally arrived at their place. Was actually a bit relieved since I was gasping quite a bit from being forced to have a cock in my throat throath the whole ride. We all left the car. I picked up my clothes and put all on the backpack I had with me. Their place was on the other side of the street. Since it was midnight there was no one outside, but it was still a bit scary to be in the middle of the street half naked with a cage on. When we got inside that's where they would actually rape my ass for good. Was completly dominated and humiliated till dawn. Everytime I tried to push them a bit they would just fuck me harder and lock my arms. The first load happened while I was getting used on top of the table, lying on my back while one of them was holding my arms. It was pretty intense. When he was getting close to cumming he started to go much deepeer and faster. Couldn't help but scream and sob a bit until he grunted and I felt his cock twitch inside my cunt finally delivering his load. No time to rest. Had to clean his cock with my mouth and after I was done the other that was holding my arms grabbed me by the hair and said that it was his turn to rape my ass. The other that was watching TV for some reason came to watch and jerkoff at the sight. This time I was thrown at the matress they put on the ground and had my face buried on the pillow with my ass up. Could feel some discomfort from my dick going deep inside in this position and I was also back to moaning in pain from each violent thrust. He cummed a bit faster than the other though. Feeling the warm cum leaking from my hole when I stood up was pretty arouding, but I was pretty spent and tired. Not that it matter because the other guy that was jerking off still wanted a go at me. Didn't even resist much at that point. He took me to the living room, made me sit on the sofa with my legs spread open and started to use my abused cunt. My moanings at this point were pretty weak, but I could tell they were enjoying the sight. He actually took quite awhile to cum, taking turns in my mouth and ass until he finally decided to cum while deeptroating me. After awhile we all gave a break and stop roleplaying for a bit to clean ourselves, drink water, use the bathroom... that sort of thing, and to have another round later. Each one cummed 3 more times inside me after the first round and I got used in many humiliating positions. I ended up sleeping there on the matress in the middle of the living room still wearing the cage and dressed up like a femboy whore. When I woke up two of them had left already while the host was still sleeping. Took a quick shower and also took my leave. My legs were quite shaken and my ass quite sore. It was pretty fun and intense. Quite enjoy this cnc fantasy even though very rarely I have the opportunity to partake. Hard to say how often I will be able to do this again, if at all, but at least I can say that the year started pretty well.

I already was adventurous in high school. I went to the baths the night I graduated high school - I was 17. I was sucking/fucking around 12/13. Rimming 15. Piss at 17. Ff top at 19. I knew vanilla bored me.

After becoming diagnosed with HIV. I decided to become full time pig

Part 5 …..I open my mouth to protest and he hawks deeply and unloads a huge glob of juice into my mouth. He puts one hand to my throat tightening his grip and with the other squeezes my mouth open loading my mouth with another load of phlegm. I am so turned on by this angry and aggressive possession as I give in to his domination. Slowly releasing my throat, he pulls me into a kiss and transfers more saliva into my mouth. He roughly shoves his tongue in my mouth with a deep kiss secreting more saliva into my mouth. Swallowing the remnants, I think; “Fuck this guy owns me, and I can’t get enough of this beast”… Tom stands up and tells me to get in the pool so we can cool off. He grabs the bottle of scotch, takes a deep tug on the bottle and brings it with him as he joins me in the water. I drank a heavy pour as we lean into each other. I let him know this has been one of the best nights of my life. My ass is sore for sure, but my feeling of completeness is overwhelming. We float in the pool for a while as we cool down, embracing and kissing. It’s not long and we finish the bottle and I’m feeling a good buzz. While I’m exhausted, I don’t want the evening to end and ask Tom if he’ll spend the night, maybe even the weekend. He quickly agrees and suggests we keep the buzz going and steps out and grabs a vape pen from his pocket. Taking a couple deep hits, it’s not long and I feeling completely chilled. When I get high, I’m instantly horny and true to form my cock is as hard as a rock. One of the many features I love about this house is all the rooms overlooking the pool open out and have electronic smart glass allowing any level of privacy I want. Eyeing the massive shower through the large window, seeing multiple heads and jets, Tom leads me by the dick and says let’s take a shower and then I’ll give you a massage. With a shit ass grin he says he may even allow me to come. In the shower, Tom soaps me up and rinses me off. He kneels and soon has my cock in his mouth. Using his tongue, he licks the head and shaft. Like the pro he is, my entire cock goes down his throat and he expertly works me into a fully turned on state. Coming off my cock, the licks down to my balls and takes each nut in his mouth individually then in tandem. I’m so turned on. Turning me around he spread my ass cheeks and is quickly eating my ass. His tongue is fucking me probing my open hole. Sensing I’m getting close, he stands up, steps out and as he does so turns the hot water off without me seeing and I’m doused in cold water. Screeching from the sudden cold he sees my cock quickly wilt and starts laughing as I quickly step out. Drying me off, he continues grinning and tells me he’s not ready for me to cum yet and asks if I have any massage oil or lotion. Guiding me to the bed he tells me to lie on my stomach and joining me, he drizzles oil on my shoulders and back he’s soon giving me a deep tissue massage. He works down to my lower back and ass working it deep. I’m groaning with pleasure as he finds knots and tension points. Next, he starts on my right foot and leg, working them deeply. He works up to my inner thighs and I’m groaning as I tell him he’s found my most sensual spot and massages in deeper and continues as he rubs my taint and plays with my hole a bit. Knowing I’m hard again, he withdraws back and then repeats this on the left leg. It’s not long again and he is back at the inner thigh again and cupping my balls. I’m cock is as hard as steel when he’s says to turn over. Now laying on my back Tom straddles me and pours some oil on my cock, slowly stroking me. Spreading his legs further he slides up and starts passionately kissing me. He sits up, pulls his ass cheeks apart and slides right down on my dick until I’m balls deep. It’s been a while since I’ve fucked anyone and am loving the warmth of his hole. He then starts slowly riding me. His pace quickens and I feel his ass clamping down as he begins slamming up and down on my cock. As animalistic as he was when fucking me, he is now doing the same as he’s impaling himself with my dick. He demands I give him my toxic load as he is milking my cock with his ass. I’m so turned on its not long when I scream out FUCK as my load erupts in his ass. Tom continues riding me until he feels me soften and slip out. He slides onto my chest and returns to kissing me. Pulling back, he turns around shoves his butt in my face and tells me to eat my load. I love eating ass, especially when there is a fresh load. I’m rimming him deeply and trying to eat my load back out. He pulls up slightly demanding I open my mouth and he immediately dumps his ass load in my eager mouth. Telling me not to swallow, he turns around, drops down to kiss me again and I share some of the contents with him. We both swallow as the guy continues to amaze me. Tom’s dick is hard again. He spreads my legs apart with his and immediately slides into my ass again. Pulling my waist up he starts pounding me. He soon tenses up and delivers another load into my sloppy hole. I’m not sure how he can cum so much and so many times in 4 hours but I’m not going to complain. Falling beside me, he pulls me into a hug with his semi-hard cock resting between my ass cheeks. Exhausted, I’m fighting sleep when he whispers in my ear not to plan on too much sleep, as Tom’s sure he can top off my hole in another hour or two. Looking forward to more from this stud, I’m completely content and we both dose off to sleep before long….

Got ~50 cocks and about 20 loads last night at Club 541 in PS - record breaking. Amazing feeling!

Jan 2: quiet day with one blowjob in the morning (unusual for me). Evening wasn’t feeling great but soldiered on and went to the hairy and bears night at Zoo and was of course quite popular as I’m hairy in all the right places 😉 had 8 fucks and 3 loads that I counted during the 90 min I was there could have been more but I’ll keep it conservative. One really big dicked guy made me cum anally for 5 min and the hottest guy there bred me loudly which was very fun. Jan 3: Started with 4 hookups during the afternoon and 4 loads. Mostly just so so but the hot one was this Canario that manages some bungalows and he walked me through the entire complex to then fuck and breed me in one of the back ones that was unoccupied. Awesome fuck and a big dick that touched all the right places inside my hole. It felt fun to do the walk of shame in front of all these older gays watching me leave with his load in my butt 🤣😈 Then moment of crisis! I had some kind of stomach flu so had to go home and get it all out. Thought the night was ruined but started to feel better and tried cleaning out again. Sure enough it was easy this time to deep clean, and as I was doing through some coincidence a couple of friends wanted to have a 3some with a bottom. I was like sure give me 15 min, then my partner comes home as they are arriving and we agree to do a 4some. My partner has wanted to try DP since a few months ago so he casually suggested to them that we do this 🤣😈 Normally DP is totally fine for me but one of the guys had a huge dick, so while it was possible it was not optimal. We made it happen and then they both came very hard quite quickly. My partner then took the place of the verse guy inside me and enjoyed his DP moment until also he came. Then by the end the visiting top fucked me a bit more and also the verse guy but they didn’t cum again. Wow hot💦 After the 4some (which was almost an hour total) I had agreed to meet a new friend who wanted me to coach him how to take loads 🤣😈 I met up with him and my bf and factory turns out he’s a very tall Greek guy with a nasty streak. He did watch me get fucked quite a lot and some guys went on to fuck him after so it was a great dynamic. There weren’t many loads though but one guy bred me there. Went on to Construction after that. First proper visit this trip! Well guess what I was in luck 2 of my favorite vacation boyfriend tops were there so of course we fucked and I got their loads during the evening. Had a ton of fucks all over, highlight was taking 4 loads in a row on my back on the big mattress in the orgy room with an audience. 💦 Then had 2 more loads and one in the mouth at the very end. So I would say a successful if exhausting day with 13 loads in the ass and 1 in the mouth. Saturday Jan 4: Pussy was quite used up so woke up to my partner entering it easily without lube during the early morning and then dumping his morning load. Drifted back to sleep and have just had a quiet day walking 10km and sunning. I doubt I will take loads tonight but planning on a hefty day tomorrow with 2 3somes planned and one more DP meet 💦😈

The Third Day of Christmas After two incredible life-changing (and life-affirming) fucks the last two days, I wanted to put more effort into preparing for our time alone at home and use the bed to its full advantage. Plus, I thought a little romance might be nice for the two of us, since we both had more or less admitted that we had a thing going on. The rest of Boxing Day I had spent in a contented haze, enjoying the feeling of being in love and knowing that someone wanted me out in the world. Everyone commented on my contentment. I floated through our movie night and when it came time for bed spent a couple of hours getting my room setup before I fell asleep, tossing and turning in excitement for the next day. * * * * * When morning finally came around, there was the usual hectic hubbub as my parents and siblings scrambled to get ready to leave. I decided to not bother with getting dressed in real clothes, and instead just threw a bathrobe on over my underwear to make it down for a bite of breakfast. My bowl of cereal and I took up residence on the couch to catch up on the news while I waited to hear from Chett about his plans. I didn’t have long to wait when a text message came through at 8:30: I HOPE YOU ARE READY FOR ME! I’LL BE OVER IN ABOUT FIFTEEN MINUTES. I responded with a string of emojis and finished slurping down my cereal and returned the bowl to the kitchen. Headed back to my bedroom, I shut the blinds, lit a few candles, and checked that the room was picked up and clean. My heart was hammering in my chest (more from excitement than nerves at this point) when the doorbell rang and I went down the stairs to let Chett in. Throwing open the door, I did’t have time to react before Chett was through the doorway, door slammed back into its frame, and I was picked up and pinned to the wall. Our passionate kissing was like a fire I couldn’t put out, and I wanted to melt and just share the same space as him always. When Chett pulled away and my feet touched the floor again, I looked up and saw a burning need in his eyes — a look that if he couldn’t have me he wouldn’t make it. I gently reached out, took his hand and led him through to my bedroom. He paused to take everything in. I had the candles burning, had made my bed with a couple of the throw pillows my mom had given me that I almost never used, included some snacks and drinks for us, and tried to make an effort to keep the place tidy. While I hadn’t meant to put the brakes on our sex life, I could see that Chett wanted to take in a part of my life he had never seen. Quietly walking over to my bookcases, he ran his fingers over the spines of musical scores and books on psychology. “I knew you were a nerd, but I had no idea you were this cool.” How he managed to say that without sarcasm or irony I will never know, but when he turned to me I could see that he meant it. I reached out to snag his hand in mine and led him back to the bed. “You are welcome to investigate my room whenever you would like, but right now I have something I need from you.” I opened the front of my robe and fell backwards onto my bed. Chett’s intensity came back in a rush, and he had stripped down to his underwear faster than I would have thought possible. I heard my breath hitch as he slowly worked his hands up over my feet, caressing my calves and thighs until they stopped just below where my boxer briefs met my legs. Breathing was already difficult before he leaned down and kissed me around my bellybutton and slowly lowered himself onto the bed between my legs. Keeping me on edge, Chett worked his lips and tongue all over my torso and chest. I could feel the hair on my body stand up as his tongue and lips caressed my nipples and traced a line between my ribs all the way up to my neck. I leaned down to meet his lips with mine, but he gave me a maniacal look as he pulled away. “Not yet, you have to earn a kiss from me.” His grinning face disappeared back down to my belly. I could feel his teeth getting involved in my torso and when he slipped his fingers into the waistband of my underwear and began teasing them down my legs. My light treasure trail began to be exposed as he slowly worked my cock free. I was hard, straining the elastic band of my boxer briefs as he pulled them slowly southward, allowing the fabric to rub roughly against my shaft. He stopped halfway down my penis and transferred his hands to my ass, grabbing the fabric at the back and slowly pulling the waistband over my cheeks and caressing the skin before returning to the front and continuing the slow reveal. When he finally got to the head of my penis, he let my dick fly back and hit my abs while he pulled my underwear the rest of the way down. The slow teasing nature of his ministrations had me feeling revved up and ready for whatever adventure he had planned, and I was ready for him to throw my legs over my ears and pound me into the mattress. Instead, he returned to his position between my legs and slowly licked up my balls and shaft until he met the head of my penis and began lapping at the underside of my frenulum. My senses went into overdrive as he continued to run his tongue around and around the head while I squirmed beneath him. “How the. . . FUCK. . . did you learn. . . mmmh. . . how to do that?” Meeting my eyes and pulling his mouth away from my crotch, he simply responded, “practice makes perfect.” With those words, he dove back onto my penis, sucking the head and first couple of inches into his mouth. My back flew into an arch as my nerve endings experienced a sensation I didn’t know was humanly possible. I was breathless as the warm, wet sensation of Chett’s mouth enveloped my cock head and his tongue gently probed my piss slit. He continued to lick, moving his head around and applying suction to further stimulate my dick. What I always had thought of as a way of relieving waste had taken over my life as the things that gave me the most pleasure. Chett’s talented mouth and tongue continued their work, moving lower and lower down my penis as I began to probe the depths of his throat. I couldn’t control the noises I was making, and when he started stroking and pinching my nipples it was all over. The orgasm rose so quickly I didn’t have time to warn him before I was emptying my balls deep down his throat. Chett let out a guttural moan of pleasure which only further stimulated my dick, and I was reduced to a quivering puddle on my bed. Before I could do much recovery, Chett let my penis slither out of is mouth and plop wetly onto my abs before coming up to kiss me deeply, only the barest hint of saltiness to show I was there before. “You better not think that you are done. . . I will always be happy to get you off, but you need to be ready to return the favor.” An evil smile spread across his face as he pressed into me. His pierced dick felt slick as he probed my ass to find his home. I knew he must have been excited if he produced that much precum. “Take a deep breath for me.” I breathed in deeply and held it, staring through his eyes into his soul. I saw a dark glint before he commanded, “release.” The breath I had taken came out in one great “whoosh” as he planted his cock deep into my ass with one go. I must have cried out in pain, because the dark glint in his eyes was replaced by a look of genuine concern for a moment. The searing pain that I felt when he entered me dry was replaced by a longing ache to be used and filled. “Don’t stop, fuck me like you mean it.” Chett didn’t hesitate. He began pile driving his cock into my prostate with a ferocity I hadn’t seen so far in any of our animalistic fucking we had done the last couple of days. I felt every thrust as if it were a divine gift. Every subtle movement of his body felt and reacted to. Cursing, sweating me, switching between feeling the deep physical satisfaction of having sex with this man somehow magnified into an all-consuming heat by the love that I felt for him. . . I wanted us to never stop. “You have no idea how destroyed I am making you right now.” Chett kept driving into me like a god who couldn’t stop. “You are never going to be able to go back to who you were before this.” “I don’t want to.” I was screaming from being absolutely wrecked. “I want to be this way forever. I want to be yours forever.” What looked like a tear fell out of his eyes and splattered against my cheek as his now-familiar growing and shuddering warned me of an impending orgasm. His final thrust nearly tore me in half as he marked my insides as belonging to him. Each cord on his neck standing out, each muscle tense. It was like watching a thoroughbred winning a race — utterly captivating. It was only after he pulled out of me that my emotions got the better of me and I started sobbing uncontrollably. Chett’s face changed in an instant from utter satisfaction to the deepest worry and concern. “Jordy, what’s wrong?” His arms snaked around me and he kept his weight on top of me like the world’s most secure weighted blanket. “I don’t know what is wrong with me. I am just feeling all these emotions I can’t explain and I don’t understand. And because I have felt how good this is physically, I don’t think I could ever be with someone else.” Chett grabbed me tighter. I could still feel his softening dick in my ass, but felt that this was even more intimate than the experience we just finished. “I don’t know how to say this, but you have destroyed me forever.” My shuddering sobs slowed for a moment. Sensing my disbelief he continued, “It is true; I will admit I have more experience having sex than you do, but I have never felt like this before. I think it is because I care about you more deeply than a hookup or a friend. You are a person that I want to see succeed and get everything you want. Anything I have the power to give, I will. I want you to be successful and happy. And while I want to be a part of giving you success and happiness, I also want to share every possible connection with you.” I let out an hysterical half sob/half laugh. “And for the record, yes, I love you.” That was enough of a sock to get me to sit up and take notice. “You love me?” Chett’s confident grin returned, “are you going to tell me that you don’t feel the same way?” I knew he was right. Without having to search my heart, I knew that he was going to be correct and I was going to have to come to terms with the fact that I had been in love with him for years, just unable to get anything moving on that front. I pulled his face to mine for a deep kiss and we cuddled as his dick finally slipped out of my ass. After an hour of us just being content sharing space with each other, I asked, “what are your plans for tomorrow? I would love it if you could stay here, but I have to get my room cleaned up and aired out. . . I’m pretty sure this smells like men and sex in here.” I blushed a bit at the thought of being caught by a sibling or my parents. “I was planning on taking a couple of days out of town to do some hiking or something. Why?” The disappointment rolling over me was on my face before I could stop it. “Oh, well, that sounds like it will be fun for you.” Chett didn’t hesitate when asking, “do you wanna go with me? My folks have a little cabin about an hour away. We could stay up there for a couple of days, just the two of us.” I shivered against him. “Only if you’re sure I won’t be in the way.” Chett kissed my earlobe, “You are never in the way. Consider anything that I do, anywhere I go for you to always feel free to join me.” I smiled and acknowledged his generosity. “I appreciate that offer, and I hope you know I am an open book and would love to spend time with you, but I also know that we need our space, too. This is all new to me, but with you being in college and me being stuck in this place for another few months, I want to make sure that you have the freedom to do what you want and be with your friends.” He nodded and gave me a squeeze. “You’re right. But I would love it if you would be able to join me in New York once you finish school. I know this is very early to be saying this, but it would be fun to room together and keep this up if you’re down.” I had been thinking the same thing all day but didn’t want to voice my hopes in case he wasn’t that serious. “We should definitely talk about that.” Before he could reply, I heard the front door slam and my mom’s voice floating up the stairs, “Hey Jordy, I got home early and thought we might be able to go out and take a look at some new shoes for you while you’re home.” My eyes flew wide in panic. “Shit-fucker! We have to get you out of here!” Chett sprang up off the bed with a silent giggle while he collected his clothes and threw everything back on. “Don’t worry about me. But get permission to head to the cabin for a few days. I think we will have a great time.” I wiped my leaking ass with a nearby pair of underwear and started rummaging around my drawers to find clothes to throw on and not look like I had been having the fuck of my life before being interrupted by my mother. “Yeah, consider it done.” Chett pulled me into him with one leg in a pair of jeans for a kiss before letting me go staggering back onto the bed while he opened the window. “What the fuck are you doing Chett?” “I don’t want to walk past your mom!” “I’ll go distract her, just be quiet closing the door.” I was rewarded with one more kiss as I went to do battle with my mother to allow my lover to escape unnoticed. It was only when I got back up to my bedroom after shopping and dinner with my mom that I noticed Chett had left his underwear on my bed and mine were mysteriously absent.

Working for the airlines, a few times on overnights, several of the male flight attendants would get together in one of the rooms at the hotel and spend the night/day teasing, licking, sucking, fisting, fucking, pissing and cumming...so i will always have a fondness for hotels!!

The Second Day of Christmas Christmas Day was a whirlwind. When I finally woke up, I could feel something deep in my soul had shifted, not to mention deep in my hole. I didn’t really believe what had happened in the previous twelve hours, but reaching my hand around to my ass and feeling my sore, damp hole made the reality stick. I wasn’t a virgin any longer, and I gave that up to the sexiest person that I knew — someone I never thought I could be with. I felt a grin spread across my face. Somehow, this has made me powerful in ways I had yet to understand, but I knew I was a changed person. I pulled myself together to throw on some clothes to join my family to exchange gifts. I sat with my family, but my mind was thoroughly on Chett, the soreness in my ass a testament of what we had done. Once the gifts had been exchanged and brunch eaten, I raced up to my room to grab my phone. MERRY CHRISTMAS, CHETT! I DON’T HAVE THE RIGHT WORDS, BUT THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING. It was when I was back downstairs and about to get involved with the family game night that I got a response. MERRY CHRISTMAS, JORDY! CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU AGAIN. WANT TO CATCH UP TOMORROW? My immediate response was YOU JUST NAME THE TIME AND THE PLACE AND I WILL BE THERE. The rest of the day I couldn’t shake my distraction or the newfound sense of power I had been given. Even my brothers both asked if I was alright because I seemed changed. Getting ready for bed, I probed my hole with my fingers — no lasting damage seemed to have been done, and everything had returned to its normal size. When I got back to the bedroom and plugged my phone into the charger, I saw a message from CHETT: MEET ME TOMORROW AT THE ARCH. 9:00 AM. BRING A BLANKET. * * * * * * Grabbing a blanket from the hall closet and getting permission from the family to go out were simple. We never made Boxing Day plans as a family, and usually were just lazy around the house. Mom asked when I would be home, and I said I didn’t know. Her response was, “well, at least you’re going to be with Chett. He always seemed like such a sweet young man when you introduced him around here. I don’t know what he sees in you, though — he is so talented.” The little bit of confidence that I had been feeling exploded inside my chest and I threw the blanket into the car and backed out of the driveway. I tried not to think about her comment too much on the way there and was determined to not burden Chett with that when I arrived. It took about fifteen minutes to make it downtown and find a parking space. The old station wagon Chett drove in high school was parked in the lot, so I pulled in next to his car. He bounded out before I had cut the engine and came over to open the car door. Before I even had both feet on the ground, he had pulled my head to his for a deep kiss. The question of why he would want to spend time with me melted a bit as I got lost in Chett’s mouth. I broke the kiss and looked deep into his eyes, “I missed you.” “I missed you, too. I’m glad that you could come out here today and spend some time with me.” He chastely pecked my lips. “I thought we could have a little picnic and just talk for a while. I’ve never been good at hiding excitement, and I didn’t even try to play it cool. “I love picnics! Let me grab the blanket. . .” I twisted around in the seat and hauled the blanket from the backseat into my lap, “I wish I would have known, I would have brought something!” “Oh, don’t worry. I have a full feast that me and my mom made this morning. I hope you will like it.” He helped me out of my car and walked around to the back of the station wagon. Opening the rear hatch, he took out a big basket and small cooler. Not gonna lie, I wasn’t exactly prepared for a date, but this felt organic and super romantic. “Come on!” Chett tried to carry the cooler and the basket in one hand and hold his other in mine, but I laughed and stopped him. “You’re going to drop something. Hold things the way they need to be held and I will stay close.” My free hand curled around his waist and we walked into the park with a small cooler between our hips. We set up our little picnic in the footprint of the Arch and settled into an excellent spread of cold fried chicken, fruit salad, a lovely “Pasta House-style” Italian salad, fresh scones still steaming from the oven, homemade strawberry preserves, and chocolate eclairs for dessert. We washed that all down with glasses of sparkling grape juice. It felt more romantic than I expected, and was something else that ticked off in my mind as being a new experience. While we ate we caught up with each other’s lives. I heard more about how he was settling into life in New York City, how he was branching out into different interests, trying new things, and finding himself outside the judgy Midwestern upbringing he had through high school. I told him about my frustration at wanting to get out and not knowing what I was doing, where I wanted to go, and my loneliness. We hugged it out and were packing up the picnic when I asked, “how did you end up experimenting with guys in college? Surely I can’t be your first partner. . .” Chett was quiet for a moment while he helped me fold the blanket and we started our walk back to the car. “Well,” he said, “it is kind of an embarrassing story.” “I’d love to hear it.” “How about this. . . We could go under the bridge and make out for a bit while I tell you the story.” I caught the sideways glint in his eye. “Yes!” We scrambled to stash our picnic supplies in our cars and held hands and half-ran under the arches of the nearby bridge. I was quickly pushed to the side wall and his mouth and entire body were on me, feeling like I was completely enclosed in his embrace as our tongues danced together. We made out for a few minutes before slowing and pulling away from each other for a moment. Chett looked at me and grabbed my waist with both hands, rubbing our erections together under our jeans. “Are you sure you want to hear all about my sex life at school?” I wiggled my hips at him, “of course! I promise I won’t be too jealous.” I winked at him. He sighed dramatically and started in on his story. “Well, I hand’t been around long when the teammates were trying to hook me up with one of the girls who were always hanging around when the team would go out for dinners or drinks. It wasn’t too long before one of the wingers came up to me and point-blank asked if I was gay. I told him that I thought so, but hadn’t ever been with a guy before. He gave me a hug and said it was okay. Turns out, most of the guys on the team were bi or bi-curious, so a lot of them had played around with each other. I took the winger back to my dorm that night and we exchanged blowjobs and kissed a bit. It was super awkward because I didn’t think I knew what I was doing, and this guy was clearly doing this as just a favor for me.” “After we were done, he was asking me what I wanted in a relationship or from life in general, and I told him that I had someone that I really liked in high school, but I didn’t know how to come out to him or how to initiate anything.” Chett nudged my shoulder with his. “And I would have hated for you to have a shitty first time because I had no experience.” I smiled up at him. “You know there is no way that we could have had a shitty time if you were into me. It took all my willpower to not try to hold your hand when I saw you in high school — I just assumed you were straight.” “Yeah, I know that now, but I really wanted your first time to be good. My birthday was on a Saturday in September this year, and one of the guys suggested that I try to get some for my birthday. I was a little tipsy from their festivities and decided to make a profile on Sniffies and see what was out there. I ended up going to this older guy’s house and he gave me an education. . .” Chett slipped his hand under the front of my shirt and snaked toward my left nipple, “he showed me how to make a guy feel special.” Chett’s fingers gently fondled my nipple, rolling it between his fingers. I let out a little moan. “He was great at showing me what the body can accommodate.” Chett’s other hand loosened my belt and popped the button on my jeans before settling between the jeans and my underwear. “He wanted to show me that it is possible to have control, give up control, or just let go of yourself to pleasure.” Chett pinched my nipple and I let out a breathless yelp while I felt precum soak through my briefs. Chett smiled again and leaned forward to whisper in my ear. “He gave me what I gave you — the fuck of my life. And he cemented a bond that connects me to the history of gay men across the world, and I hope that we will share that one day, too.” Chett’s stroking, teasing, and the power he was radiating did me in and I became only supported by the wall of the bridge arch and Chett’s weight pressing against me. “Fuck me, Chett. Fuck me right now!” “That’s what I like to hear.” Chett made sure I was steady enough on my feet that he could back away, removing his hands from under my clothes before removing his belt and snapping open the fly of his jeans. “Turn around.” Before I could completely turn around, I finally got a glimpse of the cock that had so totally wrecked me the day before. His uncut dick fell ponderously out of his fly, engorged with blood. It had to be as big around as a Red Bull can, if not larger, and easily as wide as two of my hands; his evil Prince Albert glittered in the winter sun. “How the fuck did that thing fit in me last night!?!?!?” I felt a wave of panic sweep over me and my ass clench tight. “Don’t worry, you were a natural. Not too many people have dicks like this, and you will be open and loose in no time.” His cock continued to rise, filling even more with blood and bouncing like it was sniffing out its prey. “Let me get you nice and open again.” Like last night, he got to work tongue fucking my ass. My resolution to stay strong didn’t last long. My hole yielded to his ministrations, feeling the warmth of his tongue invading my hole and the nerve endings in my pucker zinging with pleasure at the stimulation. It wasn’t long before his face was planted as deep as it could get in my crack while his tongue probed my chute. Coming up for air, Chett adjusted his pants and pulled my back upright before pressing the air out of my chest against the wall. He bent his knees slightly while lining up his dick before he slowly stood to his full height, impaling my hole on his shaft. As it entered to the occasional sharp pain, it was like the space it was occupying slowly pushed all the air out of my lungs. One long, whispering sigh which changed to a small groan as he punched through my second hole and I was fully nestled with his rod completely in me. Chett’s breathing still sounded labored, like he was working hard to control himself when I turned my head and simply said, “what are you waiting for?” I wasn’t prepared for how sex in this position would feel. Being pinned down seemed to be a thing with him, but in the upright position, I couldn’t help but try to keep my feet under me and hold on for the ride. While our first fuck had been frantic and white-hot with intensity, this was more deliberate and felt like we were deepening our emotional connection. As he carefully full-pistoned his dick through my ass, I felt like this was more than just a kinky fuck in public, this was making love. I began to squeeze my hole a bit and tried to work muscles inside my chute and I heard his breath hitch. “Yes! Fuck! Jordy, you don’t know what you do to me. I want you to know that you’re mine if I can be yours.” That made my hole quiver and made me moan with extra intensity. The constant tapping on my prostate and my hyped emotional state started the runaway train to orgasm and I began shooting all over the bridge walls while Chett’s constant movement didn’t change. “Yes, you are so hot when you are cumming in public.” Chet whispered in my ear before nibbling on my earlobe. He continued for a few more minutes, not giving my hole a break until I could feel him speed up and start pushing deeper into my body. His cock swelled as he bit the back of my neck and let out a primal growl as the pulsing began. His orgasm slowed and he began to shrink. I held him in my ass as long as I could, but when he finally slipped out, I felt my hole struggling to close on its own and some of his seed dripping down my thigh. He held me there for another minute or so, just pressing me to the wall with his weight, folding me into his arms as our breathing returned to normal. Once he let me go, I refastened my jeans and spun around to take his dangling manhood into my mouth. I was a bit alarmed to see some streaks of red on the head of his foreskin, but I figured that taking a dick like that twice in two days was probably going to do some damage. And it didn’t seem to be causing me pain, so I got to work without complaint, gently licking his balls, shaft, foreskin, and cock head to take the clean, salty liquid off his skin and put it inside me. Once I had finished cleaning and worshipping his penis, he tucked things back into place and pulled me upright into a kiss. We made out for awhile, sharing the last tasty drops of his cum and my ass juices together before he wordlessly grabbed my hand and started walking me back to where we parked. We were content in silence until we got between our cars and I pulled him in for a deep kiss. “Fuck, if we keep doing this we are going to need to invest in some chapstick together,” I giggled. Chett smiled at me, “oh, I think this will be a regular thing if you let it be.” I grinned back at him and nodded. “Good! I really hate to fuck and run again, but I have to get back to family stuff today. You free tomorrow?” “Yeah, my parents go back to work and my siblings are going to other friends’ houses. I’d love to have you over to the house if you are free.” “I would like that a lot!” “Great! Sent me a text when you are up tomorrow and we can make some plans. Is there anything that I should have ready for you?” Chett was quiet for a moment before saying, “yes, I will give you instructions tonight before bed.” I shivered a bit in anticipation. There was something about the command in his voice that turned me on. I trusted him. I wanted him. He was good to me. “I will look forward to hearing from you.” I smiled at him before kissing him again. “I just want you to know how much this means to me. I wish that I could do this all day, every day.” I was warmly pulled into a hug, “don’t worry Jordy, I will make sure the time I am home is worth every second for you.” We kissed once more before getting into our cars and driving away. The whole way home I could feel the warmth blossoming in my gut — I couldn’t tell if it was from a satisfied heart or a satisfied hole. All I knew is that the wait until tomorrow was going to be nearly impossible.

The twink is laying on my back, slowly moving his hips. He is deep in me and just slowly fucking me. He has lost some of his hardness but its still big and feels good as he slowly pumps into me Freshman ask if he can go again, that he wants the hole sloppy. Twink says hell yes, that he has fucked me four times str8 before with pulling out or going soft. This bitch loves my cock and cum. Last time, I plugged him after I fucked him and made him sleep with the plug in all night. He talks about pulling out the plug in the morning and dropping the fifth load in me before he headed to work. As he is talking, he starts moving again, a little quicker than before. He is starting to build up a faster pace and is starting to pound me as he did before he nutted in me. This is not love or just sex fucking, this is just using a hole to get your nut, the freshman tells him. Fuck him for as long as you can and nut in him. Then I’m going to fuck him just as hard. Then we will fuck him together, the freshman says. The twink is now just fucking me, he is pulling all the way out and slams back in to the balls. He is not stopping at the tip, he is all the way out and just slamming back in. I’m nothing but a pocket pussy to him right now. As this is going on, the freshman still has his cock in my throat and hitting me with poppers. I have maybe 3|4 of his cock in my mouth, just can’t get the whole thing in. Not from the freshman’s lack of trying, he is still just pushing and pulling my head. He pulls out just enough to let me breathe, hits me with poppers and slides back in. He informs me as the twink gets closer to nutting me, he will start fucking my throat again. That there will be no mercy, that he will fuck my face as he will fuck my ass. That once the twink nuts, he will mount me and not stop till he breeds me. I’m feeling sloppy and loose, I feel the twink pounding me but I’m loose and don’t have that same feeling as before. He is rabbit fucking me like an 18yr trying to catch his nut. Freshman is picking up his pace and is pulling out and driving back to my gag point. Freshman pulls out and jacks his cock a few times and slides back in my throat. Fuck he says, can’t wait to mount you. Twink has lost control and is just hammering me as hard as he can. He is just saying fuck and damn, this ass is so loose. Tells freshman that it’s so wet and that after he nuts again, there will be no need to relube. He should be about to just slide into this used up cunt dry if he wants. About this point the twink lost it, goes deep and just stays there. I feel him shack and he yells take my load. As he is nutting in me, freshman drives dick long into my throat and holds it there. As soon as the twink is done, freshman pulls out and wipes his dick on the inside of the hood. He grabs the popper towel and reloads it. Puts the towel in my mouth and zips it up. No light and little sound is all I have as I feel him mount me. It’s one hard push and I feel the metal around his nuts hit my nuts. Then hit my nuts again and again, he is just fucking me as if I’m not attracted to my ass. That I’m a hole to be used

Freshman has his whole soft dick in my mouth, just setting there resting on my tongue. I’m feeling him grow in my mouth, which is hot. As he is growing bigger, he is telling Twink to fuck me as hard as he can. That he wants me open, that he wants to slide in with ease. That he wants it so loose that the only way to feel friction will be when they DP me. Twink is laying pipe in my back side. He is hammering me as hard as he can now. It’s all long dicking, tip to 9 inches with each thrust. Balls deep to just the tip, then back to balls deep again. He is beating my hole up, freshman is just about totally hard and I’m gagging on it. He is holding my head just like before, letting himself grow down my throat. My jaw is hurting, as he is getting hard. He starts doing some small thrust with his hips. He is trying to fuck my throat, just with an inch of that massive cock. Twink has crawled up my back and is just slamming in to me. He is now pulling all the way out and slamming back in. He has his hand on the back of my head with freshman hands. Keeping my head in place as fresh starts to pull more out and push back in. Twink says he is getting close, freshman tells him to breed me. Shot that load in me, paint my walls, give him your kids he says. All the things a bottom loves to hear when getting ready to take a load. Twink slams into me and shoves my head into freshman cock as he yells, take my fucking load bitch.

Dump & Run at central hotel looking to take as many loads as possible

Many of the bottom guys on here claim to be a cumdump or cum slut and seek out as many fucks and loads as possible. I think that it's a pretty wild thing and sometimes I envy those bottoms, but I just don't have the time, the means or the connections to do so myself. It seems like the best that I can do is arrange an occasional play session with a hot, BB top. Maybe I'm too picky but I tend to choose guys that are hung, can host, seem clean, healthy and HIV neg, and maybe have a dominant or kinky side to them. I find these meetups to be very exciting. I love the chat, negotiating what we will be doing, and making the final plans. Even though I'd love to one day get raped and gang fucked, I tend to love the occasional arrangement. Are there any other guys that are happy and satisfied with occasional hookups?

most definitely for the lip grip on that dildo alone

As a top, if I'm doing something totally spontaneous, I usually wonder as much. I'll tell a guy that I don't "expect" anal on a first meeting. He'll often come back a variation on one of two responses: 1) "Oh, I'm really, really looking to get fucked," or 2) "I can't wait for you to breed the back of my throat." If it's #1, I'll obliquely mention it, like "OK, I didn't realize you were ready now!" I haven't explicitly asked whether he's douched and he hasn't needed to tell me he hasn't. Now, could he have not gotten the hint? Sure, that's just a professional hazard 🙂 Avoiding awkward moments just helps put both of us at ease and makes for a more fun evening (or half hour.)