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Grindr hookup last night. We said Dad and lad looking for young bottom. We got chatting to a 19yo boy and he was well up for it so we got him over. When he arrived he looked much younger than his years - like a fucking choirboy. We stripped off and got down to it. He sure surprised us. He spread his legs wide, presenting his hole. Drew mounted him and pounded his arse. The boy was loving it and begged Drew to breed him. Drew pumped his seed deep inside the boy’s hole and pulled out. Then he looked at me and asked “is Daddy gunna fuck me now” Those of you who know me know that “Daddy” is a trigger word for me. I forced my raging hardon up the lad’s hole and fucked him as hard as I could. He had no problem with me thrusting my cock roughly up his arse. I was surprised that such a young-looking lad had the experience of a cum dump. We kept hold of him for hours and we plastered 6 loads up his chute.11 points
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Visited a hot muscle top friend in LA who invited me over for a fuck date at his place.He slammed himself and told me about Slammer and maybe taking me there if I were interested. He had me sucking his silicon enlarged fat cock while fingering my arse before giving me a booty bump. He claimed the first one didn't work and planted a second one deep up my ass. In no time I was flying and he planted his fat cock deep down my throat. Soon he suggested heading to Slammer because he wanted to fuck me in public. He put me in leather gear; leather pants and a tight leather vest showing off my athletic body and bubble butt. I felt horny as fuck when we drove to Slammer in his open Jeep and he loved showing me off as his fuck toy. In Slammer he gave me another booty bump in the bathroom and dragged my fuelled ass to the sling room. He told me to completely undress and started fucking me with the door open. Soon a small crowd formed to see me getting powerfucked by this bull and his impressive fuck tool. He encouraged the other guys to use me as well. After he was done fucking me another top took his place eating my ass and fucking me while I begged a tall and muscled young Texan to work my nipps. He edged me with the tit play while guys were taking turns eating out my ass, fingering it roughly and fucking it. The Texan shoved some fingers up my hole while I was being fucked. He was intrigued and added more fingers. I was sucking cocks from bystanders and moaning when he started forcing my ass to open wider. He leaned in and asked me if he could fist me and he knew by my moaning that I was ready. He stood beside me while he worked his big paw up my ass and with his other hand he kept working my tits. I wanted him to destroy my ass with his large fist. He worked my ass hard and loved seeing the results of his hard work. When we took a break I headed over to the gloryholes and got fucked and fisted some more before my fuckbuddy came and found me to take me home.9 points
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I was in Blackpool for a few days over New Year, and had 42 loads pumped up this sleazy hole while there. My last loads on New Years Day were probably the horniest and most intense. I went in to the sauna, smooth, lubed clean hole ready to get all spunked up. Straight upstairs I went in the darkroom and bent over the gym horse - arse on offer for anyone who wanted a wet warm hole to fuck and dump in. Soon a guy came in, had a feel of my hole and came round side taking his towel off and a thick 6" cock flopped out in front of me. Taking a hit of poppers, my mouth was straight open worshipping his meat and feeling it throb as he groaned. Soon there was three other guys in the room, one of them fingering my hole as I sucked the first guy off. Soon I felt him slapping his cock around my hole before he was pushing straight up. I'm instantly in my happy place, hard cock in each end - spit-roasting these holes. More guys came in the darkroom, and at peak around 8 were there at same time. The first guy fucking me shot his load, a nice thick load of spunk straight up my arse. Then the whole room came alive, lots of arse to mouth swapping and breeding of this hole, and after about 50 minutes I had 6 loads dripping out of my arse, and could still taste the guy who exploded in my mouth. The room quietened down after this, and I wandered downstairs slightly dazed from so much fucking (and poppers)...I decided it was time to blow my own load, so got my arse in the sling took a hit of poppers and was wanking hard. A fit young muscled guy walked past, and was watching me. After about a minute, he was over shoving another thick hard dick into this sloppy hole. I was close to shooting my own load, as he started pounding away, so I took my hand off my own cock. But was too late - the feeling of the other loads spurting out of my ass, and his dick wrecking my hole sent me over the edge, shooting my own cum everywhere. He didn't stop though - and after couple of minutes pounding me hard and deep he grunted and dumped his own load....my last for now....deep up my wrecked cunt. In 2024 I took 679 loads in total, and these were the first 8 loads I took this year. Wonder how many guys can I give this cum hungry hole to in 2025?6 points
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Since I’ve been getting fucked since a young age, and totally getting off on it, I will compare your hunger to bottom to me needing my first fist many years ago. It took a lot of patience. Practice. I played with my hole by myself and I let Others have a chance at it. And I finally met the man who I decided would be my first. I remember waking up on a Friday morning. I was in a stage of what I call coasting. I wasn’t awake and I wasn’t asleep. But I was faced down on my bed, hard dick into the mattress. And I started thinking about Kris and our date that night. My hole was twitching and my dick was hard and I was imagining him playing with my ass. Before the alarm hit, I had made up my mind that I wanted Kris to be my first, and I wanted it to happen that night. When we hooked up, we played around for a while and he was the 1st to climb into the sling. His ass was Gifted in very quickly took my hand. I’m not sure how long he played but at one point I looked up at him in the sling, and he was smiling at me and he winked. He said “your turn”. I got in the sling and within minutes he made a comment to me that he had never felt my ass so relaxed and open. I didn’t mention my dream State earlier that morning. But within about 10 minutes, his hand was up my ass. so I am a firm believer that it’s a mindset, and a physical hunger that let me go past that point. And I will forever be grateful to him. Today, I love having my ass played with including having a paw stuffed up there.5 points
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Grace is something that has always fascinated me, like a dancer moving across the stage, effortlessly, efficiently, their feet barely touching the ground but still moving, always moving. How is it possible for something to be so quiet, so fluid, yet so deliberate? This topic captivates me, and I’ve tried to bring that same grace into my life. I practice it in the way I move—swift but calm, like a dancer, not to be confused with swift but deadly, like a ninja. It’s in the way I set the table, or even just put something down. The trick is to move quickly at first, then slow down in the last couple of centimeters, so the plates or cups land softly, without a sound. When I’m stressed, there’s always this tendency to rush, to fumble, to move too fast. To an observer, it must look panicked, unprofessional, and messy. So I remind myself to breathe, to take things one step at a time. And when I do that, I’m always surprised by how the job still gets done just as quickly, but it feels so much better—calmer, more elegant, more me.4 points
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We are in the middle of an extreme cold snap in Ontario at the moment. This got me wondering who keeps fucking outside even in extreme cold conditions. I don't normally but a number of years ago hooked up with a guy on Squirt. Neither of us had a place to host. So I met him in a small park near both of us around midnight. It was about 20 degrees Celsius below zero. Fuckin fridged! When he arrived we skipped all foreplay. I dropped my pants; despite the cold I'd gone commando. I turned and leaned against a tree. He unzipped, spit on his cock and roughly pushed in my hole. Thankfully his cock wasn't very big. It was among the quickest pump and dumps I've ever received. He pulled out and fled before I could even thank him. I loved to hear if you've had a similar experience?3 points
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Thank you for reaching out to ask about the story! Long story short, last April some family stuff happened and I ended up having to move across the country without much notice, which took away my writing time for a while. Since then, I slowly got back into the erotic fiction writing through Literotica and ended up launching a substack for my writing (it’s erotic fiction, but not specifically bug chasing). I am putting a lot of my efforts into that right now since it’s what’s helping pay the bills, but I do have most of another chapter for this story written and sitting in my google doc waiting to be finished. I’ve been waiting to feel really inspired to work on it, but now that I know there’s an audience for it, I hope to at least finish and post this next chapter for you! Also, funnily enough, the story I’m working on on Literotica is about a guy who keeps getting cucked by his dad, and I feel like I could turn it into a good bugchasing story with only a couple of tweaks. Maybe I’ll take a stab at that after Bloodline.3 points
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or maybe the lad won't have the courage to ask the older guy right out, if he's poz. Or even if he does, the older guy will either not answer directly or will merely say that he's 'clean' or 'recently got checked out at the GU clinic' and 'not to worry'. .... just enough to reasure his victim enough so that the lad returns again on Saturday. Dressed in full 'head-to-toe' black rubber; leather or lycra, the older guy proceeds to seduce the young lad, getting him to relax and (via ordering the lad to touch; smell; lick etc, his skin--tight attire), getting the youngster turned on by the attire. Eventually he and positions the lad (face down) on his bed, where upon he securely ties the lad down and tape-gags him. Once his young victim is totally helpless and his neg? arse utterly defenceless, only then does the older guy say that he is poz (detectable) and that before the dawn arrives, he will ensure the lad is impregnated with his deadly poz gift! Oh, how the lad will struggle......in vain!3 points
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I was introduced to Crisco by an old leather geezer at the bathhouse -- a guy whom I would not normally look twice at but he was wearing a t-shirt with the word "BREED" printed on it which inexplicably made me want to bury my meat inside him. The old man and I had an amazing old skool piggy AIDS-era pozfuck with Crisco.3 points
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Luke and the General General Murtala Muhammed of Nigeria stood 6’ 11,” his jet black skin shimmered in the light, his shoulders and arms plated with muscle, and his huge v- shaped torso drew the eye down to his 14-inch cock, as big as a child’s arm. The head was pierced with a large thick ring, and the entire shaft plated with barbells. Back in Nigeria the General had three wives and dozens of mistresses. With a seemingly endless sexual drive, he’d fathered upward of twenty-five children. But the General had a secret, a secret he could only satisfy in the anonymity of the Western sexual underworld. The General had an almost insatiable need to punish young blonde male ass. Rooted in the teasing he’d endured from a group of British boys at the elite private boarding school he’d attended, that teasing had fueled him as a revolutionary figure and it drove him, on this night, to this particular male brothel in Chicago. Because if there was one man who would have the kind of no-holds-barred blonde twink he savored, it would be the Uber-nasty Karzinski. When the General had phoned, Karzinski said he had the perfect boy. And when he had seen Luke, he’d been thrilled. “How long you in the states? The boy’s with two of my toughest trainers for about 72 hours, then I’ve promised his sore pussy to my biggest boys as a reward for work well done,” Karzinski said, “I can have him rested up—even as short as thirty-six hours.” The General had looked at some other boys from Karzinski’s stable—two 19 year olds and a twenty-one year old—but none were as appealing as Luke. “No, when your boys are done give his hole your loads of chempiss and supplement that with a quarter. Leave him in the dark with one of your thickest plugs. Also, charge me the torture supplement. I need to pierce some white-slut balls tonight.” Luke was starry-eyed at the sight of the General, his massive body, and his huge, huge cock. “I am the General,” the massive black man crowded, “And you will call me master, sir, or daddy.” With that last word he clipped a set of big heavy tit clamps on Luke. When Luke hissed, the General laughed. “Listen colonialist whore, I am going to hurt you much worse than that tonight.” The General had Luke kneel, and he slipped his massive cock into Luke’s mouth. “Make a seal bitch, and drink the piss from my superior African cock.” Luke drank the piss, rank from chems, obediently, his green eyes locked worshipfully on the giant black man and his muscles. When he was finished, the General facefucked Luke hard for about 1/2 hour ignoring how the smaller young man puttered and retched. He grabbed the curly mop of blonde hair on Luke’s head and lifted him up. He took his huge right hand and slapped Luke across the face five times. “You need to learn to suck cock like the wore you are,” the General said after each slap. Luke face was bright red, the outline of the man’s hand clearly outlined. He’d busted the corner of Luke’s lip, and a little drizzle of blood ran down. Grabbing Luke’s hair again, he roughly brought him to a poll in the corner of the room with a small rough wooden seat with a cutout for Luke’s ass, and then the General shoved Luke down to sit on the little bench. He quickly bound Luke’s upper body to the pole, leaving his pecs and tits free and then he yanked the tit clamps that Luke still work and replaced them with a heavy pair with sharp teeth, smiling darkly as Luke hissed in pain. He cuffed Luke’s ankles onto a spreader bar and bound his legs into a sitting position. Satisfied that Luke couldn’t move, he put a wide collar, that forced Luke to look straight forward, around his neck. The General then yanked out the plug in Luke’s ass, dropped a 1/4 gram into his palm, and then swiftly entered Luke with his hand in bird position, Luke cried out by the General just pushed into Luke’s second ring. Luke wailed at the sudden stretch and then groaned as the General deposited the Tina around his hole. After swiftly pulling out the General grabbed a bigger round plug he’d preselected and pushed it smoothly into Luke’s hole. The General stood, his proud 14 inches rearing mightily, and he said “Open your mouth wide whore.” When Like obeyed his pushed his cock into Luke’s mouth until about 10 inches were lodged inside and then he bagan to fuck, each time going a little deeper. Luke tried hard to control his responses, but the cock was a monster and he still retched and gagged. The facefuck lasted about thirty minutes, leaving saliva and some stomach juices running down Luke’s face and body. “That was better,” the General smirked, before backhanding Luke, “But you still have a lot to learn about pleasing me.” The General then went over to the big duffel he’d brought in and sat it down. “I am going to show you the kinds of pain I enjoy giving men, sometimes because they displease me, sometimes only for my own enjoyment.” Luke couldn’t see what was happening below his neck but he cried out when the General ripped the clamps off his tits. He then gasped when he felt the General’s mouth on his right it, the General chewed and nipped and it felt good, and then the General bit down hard several times and Luke screamed. The General did this to his other tit, and then he felt the General wipe his nipple and Luke smelled rubbing alcohol. And then the General quickly and efficiently pierced each of Luke’s tits, his cock rising at the sound of Luke’s screams. The minute those screams subsided, he then pierced each of Luke’s boytits in the other direction. As Luke felt the second needle prick his skin he begged, “No, please, sir, ahhhhhh.” Once the boys tits were pierced, the needles forming an X, the General said, “Open. Try harder.” He face fucked Luke, pleased to see he took another inch, for about 10 minutes. When he pulled out, “See slut, I know how to motivate you.” The General moved on to cock and ball torture, first squeezing Luke’s nuts until he screamed and begged. Then he used a series of small wooden hammers and clubs on Luke’s balls, letting the pain pile in waves until Luke was begging him to stop. Once the General had Luke screaming in pain, he would switch back to squeezing or slapping the boy’s smallish but swelling balls with his big hand. Once he was satisfied the balls were tender and sore, swollen to about twice their normal size, he carefully laid Luke’s soft cock out on the board with his balls flat on either side. Then he used a series of tiny little needles with plastic handles to pierce the skin around each one, stretching them out so the actual egg of the testical was very visible. Luke groaned and moaned, but he realized there was little he could do to stop this pain. Once the nuts were secured, he slipped a leather bit into Luke’s mouth and tied it tight behind his head. He then proceeded to pierce all around Luke’s soft boycock, the little needles fixing his dick to the board. Luke hated this, and he groaned and pleaded, but the man worked on without a care or concern. Satisfied that all the skin on Luke’s genitals was fixed painfully into place, the General slapped Luke hard, five times with his right hand and five times with his right. And then before the boy could overcome the shock of the painful slaps he efficiently and quickly sent long needles into the exact middle of each of Luke’s balls at exactly the same time. Luke screamed and screamed as the General sat back, smiling and jacking his rock hard cock. Once Luke settled down, the General pieced through the middle of Luke’s cock, making sure the needle when through the little bundle of nerves on the underside, affixing his cock to the board. Luke only cried out at this, his mind trying to protect him from all the pain emanating like fire from his most private places, nearly passing out. But he woke up and screamed like hell when the General pierced his cockhead in the other direction, making a T shape with the second needle. By this point Luke’s eyes were glazed over, tears streaming down his face. The General smiled and then started connecting electrical wires to the piercings in each ball and at the end of Luke’s boy cock, now slowly dripping with precum. The General removed Luke’s bit and scooped some of Luke’s precum up and shoved his fingers into Luke’s mouth. “Looks like you’re a pain pig, whore.” Luke mindlessly sucked on the man’s big fingers. He then forced Luke’s mouth open and slid his cock in as far as it would go and turned on the little TENS unit. At first the electro was relatively soft, and Luke was distracted by the forceful facefuck. But as they began to hurt he would open his mouth to yell and the General would pounce, his thick cock like a snake striking prey, and he’d lodge his cock further down Luke’s gullet and fuck. Soon, as Luke continued to scream and shout, the big man got the entire length of his cock into Luke ‘s mouth. The General adjusted the unit to repeat the most painful part of the program and fucked and fucked the boys throat, Luke’s screams muffled by the huge tube of flesh that was soon becoming the center of his universe. After about ten minutes of torturing the boy at the highest level, the General stopped the shocks and settled in, rough fucking the boys face. Luke was a mess, saliva and mucus ran out of his mouth each time the monster cock was pulled out, only to be punched into his throat in one big brutal push. After another fifteen minutes, the General decided he needed to cum, so he set the little Electro unit to deliver a continuous tattoo of five second jolts of electro into poor Luke’s tortured cock and balls. As Luke opened his mouth to scream, the General began fucking the open throat hard. This went on for five tortuous minute, until finally the General, feeling his load ready to burst, flipped a switch and the electro shocked Luke continuously. Luke was in agony, his arms locked in a rictus of pain, and then the General’s cock shot buckets of cum, coating Luke’s tongue, throat and filling his stomach. Satisfied that his orgasm was complete he pulled out, and smiled down at Luke’s screams. He kept that agony up about ninety seconds before he turned the unit off. Luke was crying, great silent tears, blood trickled from his lip—the additional slaps and brutal facefuck had opened his wounded lips. A trickle of blood bubbled from his right tilt and the tip of his cock where it was pierced. The General smiled coldly and removed the boys collar. He held Luke’s chin in his big palm, “You like pain, whore?” Luke looked at him and unconvincingly said, “Yes, sir.” The General laughed and slapped and slapped Luke, each slap hard and fast. When he stopped he said, “You do not lie to me. I am the master of your body, try again.” Luke shakily said, “Yes and no, sir.” The General smiled and forced Luke’s mouth open and sent a big wad of spit into Luke mouth. “That’s better,” he said. Luke soon found that removing piercings hurt as much or more than they had going in. The General worked quickly—“I am doing this kindly, quickly, this time whore because you are new and I am eager to use and abuse your boy hole,” the General said quietly, reaching in for a passionate forceful kiss as he pulled both needles out of the boys balls at once. Once every needle was out—Luke was quietly weeping again from the pain, the General removed the ropes and pulled Luke up by his shoulders. Luke was still wobbly so the General loosely bound him to the pole and then gently bathed his tits and sore, swollen ballswith rubbing alcohol and antibiotic ointment, and then wrapped them in several layers of soft cloth. The General did the same thing with Luke’s dick. The General stood in front of Luke, holding one ball in each hand. “What am I the master of, whore?” He said. Luke looked up and said, “You are the master of my body.” And then Luke screamed as the General squeezed his sore nuts hard through the bandages. The General made Luke suffer for a solid minute before smiling and stepping back3 points
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He didn’t poz me, he was just the first to expose me to the pleasure of poz/neg power dynamics… i love how he knew I would be powerless in his presence he was nude as I arrived showing all his assets then let the magazine tell the story as I was leaving I imagine now his pleasure in the shock on my face, and knowing I was mute and terrified as he kicked me out With a ”see you Saturday same time” you know I went back…3 points
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He fell down on top of me exhausted, his sweat dripping mixing with my cum. He spit out “that’s a good boy” as he thrust his hips deeper and held me forcibly in place. Did he say second load? This just might have been the fuck of my life but I didn’t consent to no condoms, nor one let alone two loads. Before he got off me the terror set in and the prayers started. “God what did I do. Please let me be ok. Let him be negative. Let this be safe.” But I was also aware I needed to be cool, appreciative and thankful. Every Top, and especially every Alpha deserved respect — and a man this ripped and powerful deserved it four times over. As he lay there breathing heavy and sweating from his tight muscled frame I thought “that was amazing” and “I wonder if he’ll fuck me again.” Eventually he got up, grabbed a towel, pulled out and pressed the towel onto my hole. “Want a water?” he said as he turned and struted out of the room. When he quickly returned I was sitting on the edge of the bed cleaning up. He threw me a water bottle and said “I’ve got to shower, you’ve got to go” and he kicked my jeans on the floor closer to my feet. His dick leaked a drop of precum as he guzzled his water. In the time he was done with it I was dressed on my knees and milking his dick. No eye contact since he bred me he stood me up, and walked me to the living room. I grabbed my shoes by the door and sat on his couch to tie them. That is when I saw it — in slow motion I noticed on his glass coffee table were three issues of P-O-Z magazine. I froze, my stomach dropped and blood drained from my face. I could hardly think or move. I looked up — and with solid eye contact he said “I’ll need that ass again Saturday.” He turned opened the door wide and said “see ya kid.” Dizzy I took a step into the hall, I tried to look back at him as the door closed and light shut off. I never got his name. As I walked in the dark leaking cum, I wondered “how did I just get a strangers Poz load up my ass?” And “am I going to again on Saturday?”3 points
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Was a guy this hot this ripped really using me? Me? For an Alpha like him I should be just average but maybe just for tonight I wasn’t. His dick needed a hole and mine was the one he chose. Alpha’s choice, always. Damn, look what I caught! A muscled Daddy. I knew I’d do anything to please him. Yet fear was present with every stroke. This was not allowed. I’d barely ever taken a raw cock, and only from a boyfriend several years prior. My generation was educated. We knew better. In the 90s no one rode raw (right?) and certainly not me. But here I was I was loving it and could not say no. Time lost. I was lost. Absent. Man using His hole. And by now he was REALLY loosing it. Drilling me. But that meant one thing. Through my haze of pleasure and consciousness one thought continued to rise up “you know better than let him cum I’m you.” Raw for a bit was one thing but I wasn’t nuts. “Uh, Sir? Time for a condom?” I said meekly with a whimper. “There will be plenty of time for that boy, I’m just getting us warmed up”. And with that he flipped me over, pushed my knees back and fell on top of me. His 9” Daddy Dick funding a new access and he got what felt like 2” deeper. His rough face against my lips he started tongue fucking my throat. I could taste my ass on him. His five o’clock shadow tearing my soft skin. He mangled my mouth. This Man knew how to kiss and fuck. He was very experienced which both excited and terrified me. Well used men in the 90s were to be feared not fucked. My type “knew better” but here I was unable to stop a raw assault at 330am. He had me where he wanted me, and I couldn’t ever say no. My assault continued as I noticed a ceiling mirror. My furry legs spread wide inviting this lean schredded Dad to raw dog my hole. I fully let go grabbed his ripped v-shaped muscled back I wrapped my legs around him my ankles pressing his hips deeper. His sweat ran off him coating me, my cock my balls, running down between us further sweat lubing my ass. This man was good. As his ass destruction continued, my shock took over a bit. I was being near cock raped bareback by a stranger, and he was old enough to be my father. Had I learned nothing? Between my own moans I was able to whisper into his ear “Sir, um, Sir….. uh….. please….. uh……. please don’t……. uh……… cum in me, uh…… I…… I…… can’t…..” as his assault on took new heights of pounding. He whispered back “too late kid” as he feverishly drove deeper and faster. In moments my ass started convulsing… it was vibrating and tightening around his dick. Hot waves of energy rushed up and down me my ass became something it had never been before. My pleasure was unreal, separate from his cock beating. With my ass tensing my cock leaked like a faucet but without an orgasm. My balls released the pleasure was all in my ass chute. Dad said suddenly “that’s it kid, a fuckin ass orgasm on your — FATHERS — COCK — HERE — COMES — MY — SECOND — LOAD ! ! ! !“ And he lost it, arching his back, jerking up onto his heels he pulled me with him and started POUNDING and SCREAMING with EVERY THRUST. “TAKE MY LOAD SON ! ! !” He yelled as he jerked and trembled and gasped.3 points
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Grabbing my hips holding me still, he belted “no condom, Dad’s gonna enjoy this awhile” and he dicked me with four of his nine. Trembling from fear and hunger, all I could do was submit to this Alpha. He pulled out and thrust in half a dozen times, as I got used to his half dick and wide girth. I hadn’t felt a raw dick in years. I knew it was “wrong.” He was a stranger. I also knew his power was no match for me. I moaned and exhaled. My elbows buckled my chest and head fell to the bed — ass firmly held in air by his hands and cock. “Dad’s turn” is all I heard as I felt this stranger burry deep with an intense thud. I gasped as his nine inch thick raw cock took me to a new place: complete submission to his will, his command and his raw demands. Before I knew it he was pounding. I was at his mercy.3 points
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Year was 1998. I was 26, a tall and lean boy, with a chest of dark hair and a buzz cut. A hungry naive bottom boy living in Boston. The web was new and recently graced by a gay hookup site. Little did I know how access to quick cock would change my life and my desires forever. A Wednesday at 2am. One of those nights you’re cock hungry for the right guy to appear, or the right guy to offer, but as it gets later and later you give up hope. In moments like that hunger and desperation grows and common sense shrinks. And then he appears. “Muscled Top 45 Looking for Now” — with low res photos too small to get a good look yet easy to decipher an overly ripped, faceless, muscular frame.2 points
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I posted this on another BZ thread …. If you look up stats in Guinness Book of World records, you will see my name as the worlds best ass eater; I’ve won 18 consecutive gold medals. Seriously, I probably am the best tongue you ever will get up your hole. Whether I use my tongue, fingers, dick, toys, or my favorite, a speculum, I like to get your ass open and relaxed. I not only want to latch onto your ass hole, I want to dig my tongue up your ass. I want to feel the skin texture change from the wrinkles of your ass hole to that smooth porcelain finish inside. I want to hit nerve endings with the tip of my tongue that not only make your eyes roll back in your head, but make your eyes spin!2 points
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I got sick about 3 weeks after an anonymous hook up with a black guy in the local park. He had a very large dick and we only used spit for lube. He fucked me hard and for a long time but I was in heaven. No talk of status or condoms and when I got home my boxers were wet and pink. I woke up achy and a bit feverish and as the day went on I felt worse but I planned to visit a bath house that night and didnt want to cancel it. I fucked a few guys and by the time I got home I had a high fever, chills and very achy. Now I began to worry because it was August, not flu season and began to think My encounter may have pozzed me. I was sick with a high fever, night sweats and body aches but after 4 days I began to feel better. As I got better my fears of infection dissipated but about 2 months later I decided to test and tested poz. Looking at the timeline I'm 99% sure that guy pozzed me. What sucks is that I never saw him again2 points
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Personally since I’d began to read Jaygusher stories I’m just craving for more stories with fit neg guys and old pox trolls (visualizing myself with old men wanting to bred me, resisting then giving them up my body ). It’s even became the type of scenario I search in porn (but it’s never as good as jay’s stories… the closest I find being a MAP video where a young guy come in a gay bar for the first time, the barman asking him “do you know what kind of bar it is”, then after the young had resisted to them the two guys from the bar double fuck him… good but not as good as the masterpiece Jay is giving us.)2 points
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Hey mate, it’s ok. pros: people can cum & go all night unobstructed (last time I was there I took 15 loads). there’s no security - there is a reception but they leave at 5:30pm and the apartment has a door entry system or you can just give the guys who are coming the door code. you get a lot more space for less money than you pay at Holiday Inn. It’s a full 1 bed apartment with a full bathroom and it’s fine for douching etc. cons: it’s a little basic but you’re only there to get your hold filled, not moving in. its a bit student digs (ish) - when I was there the stench of weed on the corridor was horrendous and I was opposite a Chinese family who had their front door wedged open and were cooking the most foul smelling food. Plus, they had a kid running up and down the corridor all night. Obviously none of the cons put a stop to anything and if you love black & Asian dick, you’ll love it!2 points
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At least 2 to 3 times a day. More on.really stressful days. Record was 12 in a day.2 points
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There were 2 clubs that I ranked best in the world. Man’s Country in Chicago and Club 80 in Melbourne. i flew to Chicago 6-8 times a year with the only plan being a long weekend at Man’s Country. And I headed to Melbourne once a year to visit Club 80. i have incredible memories of both places. I still jerk off to some of the men I met in both clubs!2 points
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I’m not sure I’ll have the same POV as everyone else since I tend to hate toys, but always start off tight. That said, I have several sets of these and they’ve been put to several sets of uses by several tops. 1. You can use them progressively to stretch and loosen up. Usually, you buy a set in multiple sizes for this. It makes for a stepwise progression and alternative to a speculum or other stretcher. 2. You can also use them if you want to stay open for pouring in liquids (yeah, the entire list of things you can pour in). They also sell them with plugs. 3. If your lips tend to get inflamed or your partner needs you to be a lot looser, you can use them to eliminate the friction. 4. You can also use them to practice getting looser if you need it. 5. These will stay in place and continue to stretch you while they are in. Just be aware that a size much larger than you are ready for will hurt like hell. You need to use lube to put it in and and you won’t feel your partner entering your hole (imagine a really, really, really thick condom). if you prefer butt plugs to dildos, these are probably going to be an obsession.2 points
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I was in Blackpool for a few days over New Year, and had 42 loads pumped up this sleazy hole while there. My last loads on New Years Day were probably the horniest and most intense. I went in to the sauna, smooth, lubed clean hole ready to get all spunked up. Straight upstairs I went in the darkroom and bent over the gym horse - arse on offer for anyone who wanted a wet warm hole to fuck and dump in. Soon a guy came in, had a feel of my hole and came round side taking his towel off and a thick 6" cock flopped out in front of me. Taking a hit of poppers, my mouth was straight open worshipping his meat and feeling it throb as he groaned. Soon there was three other guys in the room, one of them fingering my hole as I sucked the first guy off. Soon I felt him slapping his cock around my hole before he was pushing straight up. I'm instantly in my happy place, hard cock in each end - spit-roasting these holes. More guys came in the darkroom, and at peak around 8 were there at same time. The first guy fucking me shot his load, a nice thick load of spunk straight up my arse. Then the whole room came alive, lots of arse to mouth swapping and breeding of this hole, and after about 50 minutes I had 6 loads dripping out of my arse, and could still taste the guy who exploded in my mouth. The room quietened down after this, and I wandered downstairs slightly dazed from so much fucking (and poppers)...I decided it was time to blow my own load, so got my arse in the sling took a hit of poppers and was wanking hard. A fit young muscled guy walked past, and was watching me. After about a minute, he was over shoving another thick hard dick into this sloppy hole. I was close to shooting my own load, as he started pounding away, so I took my hand off my own cock. But was too late - the feeling of the other loads spurting out of my ass, and his dick wrecking my hole sent me over the edge, shooting my own cum everywhere. He didn't stop though - and after couple of minutes pounding me hard and deep he grunted and dumped his own load....my last for now....deep up my wrecked cunt. In 2024 I took 679 loads in total, and these were the first 8 loads I took this year. Wonder how many guys can I give this cum hungry hole to in 2025?2 points
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19 loads so far Planning on embracing my sub nature more this year - hosted anon dump and go for horny guys in my area, bottomed for a couple, got passed around at the sauna and went to a guys hotel for him to watch me get fucked and invited who he wanted to do so. Been pretty eventful year already;) want to do more today but think my ass deserves a break for a few days2 points
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I do have first-hand experience with my younger brother and our dad. My bro and I started to mess around when I was 12 and he was 11. Our dad caught us numerous times but only said 'stop it'. It wasn't angry or stern, so of course we continued. We began to spy on dad in the shower, and twice he jerked off. I am sure he knew we were watching. Two years later he finally approached us and became part of our demented and extremely passionate threesome. My brother is now married and our dad passed away at a young age. Now, maybe I am imagining things, but my 16 year old son seems to be showing some interest in more than a typical dad and son relationship. I am taking it very slow, but I think it could happen...2 points
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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.2 points
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I don’t like the term ugly or repugnant but I get the meaning of someone not conventionally attractive. I much prefer someone who looks “lived in”. That’s why I never really got along with the young pretty boys. They’d all be scouring the bars for an Abercrombie model and I’m on Craigslist about to go get my anus blasted open by a guy who looks like this.2 points
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Timmy and Peter walked home together at the end of the day. Although the sauna was open until 10pm, it was rarely busy at that time and Bill said with a smirk he was happy to take care of any latecomers. Peter’s mother was still out, so they headed round to Timmy’s place. “Hello, you two.” Said Timmy’s mother as she opened the door and ushered them inside. “You look happy with yourself, Peter. How many cocks came up you today?” Peter flushed. He still hadn’t got used to Timmy’s mother and her involvement in their sex lives “A few” He mumbled. She laughed and smacked his fat arse. “Grandad’s in the living room. Go and say hello whilst I make some tea. If he gets in your pants just don’t drip spunk on my sofa.” They went through to the lounge. The old man was sat on the battered sofa watching horse racing on the TV. He was wearing only lounge pants and his naked torso sprouted grey hair. “Hi, lads,” He said. “Come and sit on the couch, Peter.” Peter went and sat beside him. “How’s it going, Timmy?” He said, undoing Peter’s trousers. “Alright, I guess,” Said Timmy. “It was busy today. A bloke came into fix some plumbing and ended up with Sid and Arthur’s cum up his arse!” Grandad laughed as he released Peter’s cock and began to stroke it. “Ah, well. I think I know who you mean. Was it Kevin the other guy’s partner?” As he spoke, he dipped his head and began slowly licking and sucking Peter’s little cock. Peter lay back, red faced, watching the old man’s head bobbing up and down. It was hot in the room, so Timmy stripped off his clothes and sat naked in the arm chair watching and stroking his cock. “Yes.” He said. “Took to it like a trooper. Well pregnant now I should think.” Timmy’s mum came in carrying some tea. “Crumbs,” She said, watching Grandad fellating Peter. “Can’t leave you alone for 5 minutes. Get your mouth off his cock and drink your tea.” There was a knock at the door. Timmy’s mum went down the hall and opened the door. To her surprise, it was Timmy’s maths teacher, Mr Jones. “Hello!” She said, I haven’t seen you since Timmy left school.” “Oh...hello...”He said, now a little shy. “I heard Timmy didn’t go off to college, and I wondered how..you know..how he was getting on?” She looked at the short, overweight old man with his pink face, wispy white hair and pudgy fingers tugging anxiouly at a grimey shirt cuff. She had always had her suspicions about Mr.Jones and there was something about his creepy manner which raised those thoughts again. Should she let him in? The expression on his face would be priceless. “Timmy is here with his friend, Peter. Why don’t you come in? Mind you, you will have to take us as you find us!” She took his coat and he waddled off down the hall. As she hung it up, she heard him say “Oh my!” in a high pitched, lispy voice. In the living room, Peter was now naked and kneeling on the sofa being none too gently buggered by Grandad who stood behind him. “Who...who’s..this then?” He gasped. Timmy’s mother took in the open-mouthed old teacher as he saw the big cock sliding in and out of the fat upraised backside and said. “Here’s Mr.Jones come to see how you are getting on, Timmy” Mr Jones glanced across, and did another double take as he saw his former pupil naked and stroking a rather stiff erection. “Wow!” Timmy sat forward, grabbing his tee-shirt and hiding his cock. “ Wh...what are you..doing here?” Mr Jones couldn’t speak. His mouth was dry, and his trousers were uncomfortably tight with the sight and smell of sweaty sex before him. “Would you like some tea?” She asked sweetly, “I’m sure grandad won’t be long. Timmy, put down that silly shirt and come and give me a hand.” Timmy slowly dropped his tee shirt and stood up. His cock was ramrod stiff and Mr Jones almost reached out to touch it as Timmy went past and into the kitchen. “Nice of you to..oof that’s soft...to come round, Mr Jones.” Said Grandad, sweat dripping on to the upraised buttocks “ Can you ...oh yes...stay long?” Mr Jones licked his lips “Well...I...I don’t want to intrude” Grandad shook his head “No bother.. oh yeah I’m definitely cumming!” He gave a gasp and his wrinkled buttocks quivered as he shot into Peter’s bottom. “Thats better!” He gasped stepping back until his wet, slimey cock fell out of the arsehole followed by a drool of sperm. Mr. Jones felt his heart miss a beat as he saw the sperm rimmed hole. He’d been fucked bareback! “erm… isn’t that rather...you know..risky?” He said, nodding at Peter’s dripping hole. “Well, now..”said Grandad. “You might be right. But that’s what an arsehole is for – to be bred and filled with poz babies. Peter here is already pregnant, aren’t you lad?” Peter looked over at Mr. Jones, wriggled his fat bottom and said “Hello Mr. Jones, remember me?” “Oh my.” Mr. Jones felt himself sliding into a situation which scared him, but which he also felt a growing craving to take further. He really should go, these people were depraved. But he couldn’t go, he felt too excited, too drawn like a moth to a flame. “You look like you need to sit down.” Said Grandad. He took Mr Jones hand and guided him over to the sofa, sitting him down between himself and Peter. “So, you taught these two young men maths?” He said, putting his hand onto the teachers thigh. “Y..yes..”He said, his eyes drawn to Peter’s little cock which was standing up from his belly. “What’s your first name, mate?” Said grandad, beginning to pull at his belt and undo his fly. “James...Jim..”Said the teacher. Grandad had his belt open and pulled down the zip. His big belly billowed out and his cock made a tent of his underpants. “Well now, Jim, lets just slip these down, shall we?” Grandad tugged at his trousers and pants and slipped them down to his ankles. Jim closed his eyes as his cock was exposed to their gaze. It was small and wrinkled and only just stood out from his thighs “Ah, here’s the tea.” Timmy’s mother appeared with a tray which she put on the table. “Do you take sugar?” She asked. Grandad’s hand had slipped beneath the teacher’s ample bottom and was probing his hole. It must have been wet with something because it slipped inside “yes please...oooh..ooh.”His eyes widened as the finger slid sensuously in and out of his hole. “Mr. Jones name is Jim” said Peter. “Well don’t mind me.” She said, sitting in a chair and raising her cup. Timmy had returned and stood behind the sofa. Grandad looked up and winked at him, nodding at his cock and then at Jim. “How are things at the school? He undid Jim’s shirt and took it off, revealing a flabby pink torso with big brown nipples. “F..fine..it’s end of term now...”blushing furiously at being naked in front of Timmy’s mother. “That’s good.” said Grandad, “ Now just turn round and kneel on the sofa. That’s right, show us your lovely arsehole. Beautiful” Jim found himself kneeling on the sofa, bottom sticking out and face to face with Timmy’s erect cock. “Isn’t it lovely?” whispered Grandad, carefully smearing lube over Jim’s arsehole. “I bet you didn’t know he’d grown into such a big one. Why don’t you hold it?” Jim reached out and held the quivering, stiff flesh and knew he was lost. He knew what he wanted which was to feel this wonderful cock inside him. “He’s poz, like me and Peter,” Grandad whispered in his ear. “Does that make you want it in you more?” Jim groaned and lowered his head. He couldn’t speak. He could call a halt. He could leave. But the thought of taking Timmy’s cock and in front of his mother was breathtaking. Grandad nodded his head and Timmy went round behind the big bottom of his old teacher. He pushed his cock at the pink slit and the head slid inside Jim raised his head and his eyes went wide. What was he doing! This was madness! “Easy,” said Grandad. “Just let him put it inside you and see how it feels. Here, try this.” He produced a brown bottle and unscrewed the cap. “Wha..what is it?” “Just something to help you relax. Sniff” Jim took an experimental sniff and felt his head swim and his body melting. “Oh gosh!” He said. As he spoke, Timmy slid his cock fully up into Jims arse, smiling across at his mother who mouthed “naughty boy!” at him. The teacher’s arse was hot, wet and tight and Timmy knew he wouldn’t last long. “There now,” whispered Grandad. “Isn’t that nice? Do you want him to stop?” Jim was overcome. The cock sliding in and out felt so wonderful, so right and the poppers made him want to stretch his hole even wider. He just sagged and closed his eyes as Timmy fucked him. His thrusts were getting harder and his cock was throbbing. “Do you want him to stop, Jim? Or do you want him to shoot his poz cum in you and give you a baby? Jim gave a little sob. He had a vision of himself kneeling being fucked by Timmy and what was going to happen. Yet it felt so right, as if the most natural thing in the world was he should be impregnated by this young man. “Yes please” He whispered back. Grandad nodded at Timmy who was pleased to be able to let go at last. He thrust in further, feeling his cock throb, his balls tighten, then he was spurting, spurting into the hot wet hole. Jim felt Timmy orgasm deep inside him and knew he was being filled with tainted sperm as grandad kissed his cheek and whispered “welcome to the club, Jim.” When Timmy finished, he pulled out slowly so only a drool of cum leaked out. Timmy’s mum got to her feet and picked up a towel from the tray. She wiped Jim’s arse with it and said “ Well now, I expect you could use some more tea, eh Jim?”2 points
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It wouldn’t be the first time I was so cock hungry I would accept an invite, but never this late and never without interrogating him about “status.” A blind acceptance was very rare. Was I really willing to drive the next town over at 230am to get dicked by a stranger on a school night? I took another look at his photo and I was out the door. On a third floor walk up, he told me not to ring the bell or knock “I’ll hear you on the stairs” he said. As I reached the top, the door swung open — and I was shocked. Much older than expected this man was fully naked fully hard fully shaved and bald. A ripped veiny muscled God standing before me at an easy 55. I was stunned by his nude nearly hairless frame. And I could count every vein, everywhere. He was jacked and “schredded” long before I knew what the word meant. He said “We good?” but he knew the answer before he said it. I was easy prey for him, and my eyes showed the hunger I had as he walked me in to his house. I took off my shoes by the door and walked into his bedroom. Dimly lit, only a sheet on the bed, a bottle of lube and a mirror opposite. “Strip” he said. I did. “Get on the bed, all fours, face the mirror.” Before I was in position his hands met my ass, quickly parted my cheeks and his tongue burried inside me. I could barely catch my breath. I was dizzy from his power, muscle, age, look and cock. Easily nine with a slight side hook. His veiny Daddy Dick mirrored the almost unnatural nature of his body. How was anyone at any age this ripped? Zero fat just skin on muscle, head to toe. Even his handsome face was a bit hollow, and veins on his skull. That’s it! He was like a muscled skeleton — and one I was powerless to resist. True Alpha power does it again. Luring an innocent at 3am to use any way he wants. I was new to hooking up, had only done it a couple times. Always made sure I asked “the questions” as I’d been taught and even followed the fuck by a real date (to legitimize it). A consolation prize for the failure of “no sex before the first date.” As though sex alone was wrong or bad, much like fucking without condoms as all the HIV pamphlets passed out at Pride each year said). I looked up at the mirror in front of me as the shredded Stallion stood behind my now drenched tongue-gaped hole. Hungry from 6 hours of online cruising, dizzy from his ass eating, fully in lust for his surreal muscled look and cock. Fuck it. I was ready.2 points
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Have a huge crush on big mature gringo bears or mature men in general. Im 31 and I live outside of US. Is Any telegram group or app where I can meet/chat with some?1 point
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A few years ago my partner Steve and I went to Gay Days in Disneyland. It always happens the first full weekend in October. We had been a few times before and always had a blast. We’d meet guys from all over the country and run around with them for the day inside the park. One of the best things about the weekend is that on Friday and Saturday they always have giant parties host in different locations around the parks or in one of the host hotels. We would go dance, drink, and make out with guys that we just meet or from earlier in the day. My partner and I also have a big sexual appetite and this night was no different. We play together as well as separately. It was Friday night, we had gone back to the hotel room to get cleaned up and ready for the Kingdom party that was being held at the House of Blues in downtown Disney. We had a few cocktails in the room to get pre-liquored up since the drinks tend to be damn expensive. Arriving at the House of Blues, we found the party in full swing, music blazing, and go-go boys shaking their asses for those willing to give up a dollar or two for a quick grope and squeeze. Steve was talking with a hot muscle guy, Anthony, who we had meet earlier in the day while waiting in line for Space Mountain. They chatted while I danced for a while with a couple of guys with their shirts off. Finally I was thirsty and walked over to them. By this point the muscle guy was joined by his boyfriend, Peter, who was a tasty hot dark haired guy with a tight body. We all chatted for a little while as we continued to drink the night away. Soon this led into us making out near the bar. All of us hot and bothered and were ready for some action. Steve suggested that he and Anthony go back to our room while Peter and I make way to theirs. We all agreed and went on our way. It turns out that we were staying in different hotels and headed in opposite directions. The entire way to Peter’s room we could not keep our hands off each other. Rubbing, kissing, and reaching into each other’s pants. When we finally made it to the room Peter opened the door and to my surprise two other guys where in the room sitting on the bed watching TV. Peter had forgotten to mention that they were sharing their hotel room with a couple of friends, Eric and Jason. I was concerned that we would not be able to fuck, and I really needed some fat cock in my ass! Peter eased my worries very quickly as he just closed the door and threw me on the bed and started kissing me all in one motion. He asked if it was okay if Eric and Jason could watch and I said that they could join in as far as I was concerned. They both were built very similar to Peter. In no time at all we were each naked and everyone was sucking someone else's cock. Peter had been sucking on Jason’s cock before moving onto to eating my ass out. This is when I notice that all three of them had a tattoo around their belly buttons. Each a different design but each the same thing…a bio hazard tattoo! I was shocked and stop sucking on Eric fat uncut cock. Eric looked down and me and smiled asking if I liked the tattoo. I just lay there, wide eyed, while Peter continued to eat my hole. I told Eric that I was hoping to get cock in my ass but now that I saw their tats that that was not going to happen. Peter popped up for my hole and asked “why not?” I replied because they were all poz. Peter just chuckled and said I already had a poz load soaking into my hole. “What the fuck do you mean I already have a poz load soaking into my hole?!” “You have Jason’s thick toxic load in your hole.” Jason had cum in Peter’s mouth while we were sucking each other’s cock, before Peter started eating my ass out. Peter did not swallow and worked Jason’s load into my hole with his tongue so I would be ready for all of their cocks. I have to admit that even though I was freaking out on the inside I was extremely turn the hell on. I had always fantasized about taking a poz cock and load in my ass. I always jacked off to stories online about being stealthed but had never told anyone about it, not even Steve. Peter could see that my cock started to throb even more and was leaking a heavy amount of precum after he told me I had Jason’s toxic load in my ass. Peter placed his thick cock at the opening of my hole and gave me a look as if waiting for my approval that he go ahead and fill my ass with his cock. I gave him a smile and started to suck Eric’s cock again and started to stroke Jason’s. This is all Peter needed before sliding into my ass fast and deep in one swift motion hitting his balls against my ass. “Fuck yeah,” I grunted, my voice somewhat muffled by Eric’s cock. Peter worked his cock in my hole good, pulling all the way out and slamming it back in balls deep. I had not been fucked like this in a long while. That 'Fuck yeah' was all I could manage. I was so fucking turned on by the thought of having my hole used by a fat uncut poz cock bareback, let alone getting three raw poz cocks in my ass! Peter lasted about ten minutes before his breathing increased and shouted “Take my dirty fucking seed you slut!” I could feel his cock pulse inside my ass as it deposited the second toxic load of the night. His cock twitched and throbbed inside me making my flesh and hole twitch in delight. The second Peter slid out, Eric slid into my ass, filling me with his fat uncut piece of meat. He did not last more than five minutes since I had been sucking his cock the entire time. “Oh fuck yeah, I'm gonna to knock you up good. Here it comes!” “Fucking fill my ass up, you dirty bastard!” “Fuck yeah!!!!!” It felt like a lake was forming inside my ass when his load meet-up with Jason’s and Peter’s. This entire time Jason had been jacking his cock and was ready to blow another thick toxic load into my willing horny neg ass. Sliding in balls-deep, he lasted only three thrust before his cock blew another thick creamy load into my hole. At that moment we heard a key working the lock on the door and in walked Anthony. “I see we are having some fun in here!” It had been close to an hour and a half since we all parted ways at the party to head off to the rooms for fun. “How many loads does he have?” “Four total.” Eric replied. “Time to add mine to the mix!” As Anthony said this he started stripping his clothes off and again I noticed that familiar tat around the belly button. “Holy shit yes!” I moaned. Anthony moved over and started to slide his 8” cock into my well used and cum filled ass. “So did you fuck Steve?” I asked as Anthony worked my hole. “I’m not going to kiss and tell.” “Did he see the Bio tat?” “That he did.” “I can’t believe that I am taking raw poz cock! It has been a fantasy of mine but I have never mentioned it to anyone.” “Then I am glad we get to help with your fantasy coming true.” He was making deep slow strokes in and out of my ass with his fat cock slowly picking up the pace as we chatted. “You ready for my bug juice?” “Fuck yes! Blow every drop you have in me!” With that Anthony let out a long deep moan as I felt his cock blow deep with my gut. “That makes five total for the night” Eric said. “Shouldn’t take long for you to convert over now,” Anthony remarked. “Is that a guarantee?” I asked. “Pretty much, since none of us or on any kind of meds," Eric replied as the other three nodded their heads with big smirks on their faces. “Well time for you to go back to your man,” Anthony said as he started to toss my clothes to me. “Fuck” I said “I can’t believe I just did that. What am I going to tell Steve?” “Who said you have to tell him anything other than that you had a great time.” “I guess.” “Oh make sure to keep those loads in your ass for the rest of the night. Maybe we will see you in the park tomorrow.” As I started to walk back to my hotel the streets were pretty much empty except for a few people here and there. When I reached the hotel and made it the room I was quiet since I was not sure if Steve would still be up or not. Opening the door the room was dark and I could hear snoring coming from the king-size bed in the middle of the room. I decided not to shower and follow Anthony's recommendation, and keep the five toxic loads in my ass for the rest of the night. I stripped out of my clothes and climbed quietly into bed. I did not take long for me to fall asleep after the late night work out I had just received. About an hour later I was awakened to Steve’s hard cock nudging up against my abused and filled hole. I was worried that he would freak out if he noticed that my ass was loaded up with cum since our rule is that we only play safe with others, let alone that I had just taken five poz cocks and loads raw into my ass. Steve could sense that I was now awake since I began to push back onto his hard cock. “You have a good time?” he asked as he started to slide the head of his throbbing cock into my hole. “I sure did. You?” “You bet your ass I did” he replied. By this point he had made it balls-deep into my sloppy hole and began to move slowly in and out. “I can tell that you had some fun.” “What do you mean?” I asked him. “Your hole feels slick and creamy.” Fuck he had noticed. I had no idea what to say at this point. I had never broken our rule before of only playing safe. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it” he said as he continued to slowly work his cock in and out of my hole. “Don’t worry about it? Are you sure?” I asked. “Yeah, don’t worry about it; I broke the rule tonight as well. I fucked Anthony raw and blew in his hole.” “You did?” “Yupe!” Holy shit I was so fucking horned up at this point. I realized that I had never cum earlier. “Fuck yeah, Steve; fuck me like you fucked Anthony!” “Oh yeah, baby, I’m going to! Damn your hole is so slick. How many loads did you take?” “Five” I said with heavy breath. “Five! Shit, how many guys fucked you?” Panting I replied “Four, they are sharing their room with a couple of friends." “I know” he said with a chuckle. “You knew?” “Yup, I arranged it for you.” “You did?” “Yes I did, baby. I though you could use some fun. It has been so long since we have been on a vacation I really wanted you to enjoy yourself. I wanted to fulfill your every fantasy.” The second Steve said that I froze while Steve continued to pump my ass. “What did you say?” I asked. “I wanted to fulfill your fantasy. It was not an accident that we meet Anthony and Eric today in the park. I found them online a few months ago when we decided to go on vacation. I have been chatting with them ever since and arranged this whole night.” I listened to him tell the story while he slid in and out slowly each time pulling almost all the way out before make his way back in balls-deep. I still had mentioned nothing about the four of them each being poz and not on meds when he said “I found them on one of your websites.” “One of mine?” “Yes, one of the sites you've been hiding from me.” I started to moan even louder now as I knew what he was getting at. “I know you are a dirty little bug chasing whore but were too scared to ever do anything about it unless fate stepped in…so I did.” “Holy shit Steve, I can’t believe this! I never would have told you 'cause I was scared what you might think of me.” “No worries, I’m just glad that you forget to clear your internet history sometimes or I would never have gotten the chance to get your ass after it was filled with a shit load of toxic cum!” With that I could feel my cock begin to swell to its limit and blow all over my chest, face and bed. “Fuck me Steve! Work that toxic sperm into my hole!” Two seconds later Steve began to grunt as he pounded away at my cum-greased ass and he blew his load as deeply as he could get his pulsating cock. Afterwards Steve lay next to me with his cock still my ass as we fell asleep me in his arms. When we woke up in the morning I rolled over and gave Steve the biggest kiss I ever had and said “Thank you” “You're welcome” he said with a wink and a grin. “I still can’t believe that that happened last night. I never thought I would ever do that. Fuck that was hot.” "I’m glad I could help fulfill a fantasy of yours, not to mention one that fucking hot. Oh by the way it is not over yet. The guys will all be coming over here tonight to give you another helping to make sure it takes.” “Oh god yes!” I moaned as we exchanged a passionate kiss. Steve then let me in on his next bomb: “Plus I need to get another deposit from Anthony as well. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that after I fucked him he flipped me over and filled my ass up with a couple of loads of his own!” I instantly moved my hand to Steve’s ass to feel weather he still had Anthony’s charged load in his ass. Sure enough my fingers slid right into his ass with ease thanks to the toxic lube he had kept with him over-night. I pulled my fingers out and sucked on them before giving Steve another deep long kiss. “I love you,” I whispered in his ear. “As you should,” he whispered back with a smile. “Now let’s get showered and get something to eat! You’re going to need your strength for tonight!” This is my first attempt at writing a story like this. I hope it was enjoyable. If it is well received I will continue to write more.1 point
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Vancouver any day over Seattle. I took sexcations to both cities to escape the summer Florida heat and play with guys I knew off of a web cam chat program I was on. In other words, I had guys planned in advance in no particular order who knew I would be in their town and at a certain hotel. I went by their schedule and made myself available to I believe the eight I promised to hook up with all showed up. That is where the story changes. Word traveled, and the Canadians came out in droves. Those who may have seen me once on web cam but never really interacted with me suddenly were messaging me. They are incredibly polite, punctual and are no fuss/no muss. No bitching about parking or having to “come into the city” which is what I heard from some of the extra guys I met in Seattle who were not on my initial “to do” list. i found Vancouver’s lax drinking laws helped, guys were up and about at all hours of the day and night. If you don’t have anyone scheduled Vancouver is a great town to eat in, even if Asian food is not your thing I found a “greasy spoon” near my hotel where those Serbian/Canadian cooks and waiters were always smiling and ready to feed me or fuck me depending on their schedules. I am not the “pushy” type, I just made it known I was interested and I had plenty of extra company I had not previously scheduled. I could walk around all hours of the night and I felt safe. Seattle, which is laid out much differently, had a multitude of nice hotels in the downtown area. But that was the problem, many guys complained about the price of parking and if they were not registered at the hotel it was going to cost $15 to $20. Now for those I had pre-planned, there were no complaints, but I found Vancouver much easier to get around and guys had no issue coming to my hotel. If I could only go back to one of the two - it would be Vancouver.1 point
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Wow nice work, I clearly need to get Blackpool sauna on my bucket list hehehe.1 point
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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.1 point
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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 continued1 point
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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."1 point
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lucky for me I had a Stepdad who was a Deviant Sexual predator and I was trained and his boy fo 12 years so at 17yo i had experience1 point
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I don't refuse but I'm less enthusiastic about the fuck. I find myself wishing the condom is forgotten, broken, or comes off. I have several times sabatogued the proceedings with Vaseline or baby oil. Once I even was so stupid as to pay the top to fuck me raw which he still ended up using one ( it was comical watch him trying to stealthily remove it after he orgasmed. He was a great fuck so I continued to see him -- just never paid him for anything ever again.1 point
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My 1st day with a guy, but i'd been playing with my asscunt for months, working up the courage. One of my best friends took me to a sex club, rented me a room with a sling and gave me the "lay of the land" then went off to leave me to it. After a couple of average-sized guys fucked me, a guy came into the room and asked if his friend, C.J. could fuck me while he watched. i agreed pretty quickly. He told me that his friend had a pretty big cock and hoped that i could take it...and he wasn't exaggerating!! It was a "solid 7" long, but the girth was, no exaggeration, the size of a beer can. i applied a LOT of lube and inhaled a LOT of poppers and he slowly slid that "beer can" inside my asscunt...a fine line between pleasure and pain!! When he was balls deep, he started to fuck me, slow at first, then faster and faster. After about 25 minutes of steady, fast fucking, i had to cry "UNCLE"... i have been back to that club several times after that and never saw him again...☹️1 point
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Sorry for the delay! I looked up at the guy from where I sat at the edge of bed, my eyes travelled up past his slightly sagging belly, over his tattoo and into his face. He gave me wicked looking grin as I met his eyes. "Why don't you let me show you something. Why don't you turn round and kneel on that bed, I'll make you feel something you've never felt." "Uhm, if we have sex...we should use condoms, have you got any?" I said. "Sure I could get one, but that isn't what I had in mind. I hesitantly turned around and knelt on all fours. I was torn, this seemed off, but at the same time I was so fucking turned on by this guy who was older than my father. "That's it" he said. I felt his hand, it felt warm but slightly rough as it traced up my inner thigh. I shivered as his hand grazed my tight balls and firmly grasped my cock. I couldn't help but gasp as he slowly began to pump his fist up and down. I'd never had a guy do anything like this to me before! "Now, lets see boy, you ever had that tight ass played with before?" "Uh..uh...no..." I felt a cold slimey feeling on my puckered asshole, then flinched slightly as I felt one of his callused fingertips press gently against it. But his slowly pumping fist on my cock kept me in place. After 5 minutes I was head down, ass up on the rubber mattress, moaning like I don't think I ever had. "Well, I think he likes it", I'd almost half-forgotten the guy behind me, I'd been so focussed on the waves of pleasure coming from my asshole. "Well boy, was that a first?", I nodded with my head still pressed into the mattress. "Well, how about a little bondage? You ever tried being tied up? Most bottom's like you love it." Was that what I was? I'd heard of bottoms before, had never thought of it as a label for me, but despite this thought, all I could do was nod my head, hoping to increase the pleasure coming from the finger in my ass and the hand round my cock. "You'll love it." I could almost hear the grin "Just put your hands up there, no, bit further." I reached my hands up, when he grabbed my wrists and wrapped them in what felt like leather, tight. I moaned as I felt the finger leave my ass, unconsciously thrusting my hips backwards. In it's place, I saw a small brown bottle put in front of me under my nose. "Take a deep sniff, you might need it." I was a bit confused, but was so turned on I did it without thinking. I took a deep breath and held it, as I exhaled I felt my head start to spin. Just as I peaked, I again felt the finger slide into my asshole and moaned as the pleasure was so much more. He grabbed my hips with one hand to steady me and I rocked back slightly further onto his finger. I then felt his other hand spank my ass hard, the sudden sting shocking me but also blending with the pleasure from my...wait.... "Is...fuck, is that your finger in me?" I stammered. "Nope." He said. Holy shit, was this saggy older guy fucking me? "I..what..do you...fuck..have a condom on?" The whole time I spoke I could feel his cock slide even further into my asshole. This was going way too fast for me to keep up, but at the same time the feeling of fullness as I felt his wiry pubes graze my ass was like nothing I'd ever felt. I was again shocked by a sudden flash of pain from my backside as he simultaneously withdrew and then stabbed his cock deep into my ass in one go and spanked my ass hard, much harder than last time. "You don't ask questions, boy."1 point
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4. The Skeleton's Pipe "Come on," Seth said, motioning for me to follow him. I was still stuck in the sling, and I didn't have any idea how I got out of it. I did my best, and managed to climb out with some grace. Jon was watching me and smiling. He had gotten rid of the tank top; his muscles were now framed by a dark maroon leather harness. His muscles and face were highlighted with red now. He still looked like a devil, and the transformation was stunning. I would have gladly sold my soul just for the briefest taste of his cock. "You're really hot," he said. I stood up from the sling, and under Jon's careful gaze, my knees buckled and I fell on my ass. "Here," he said, offering me his hand. He was trying not to smile. I grabbed it, and he pulled me back up, and right up against him. His body was hard and hairy and warm, and I loved how it felt pressed against me. "We're going to have so much fun today," he said, before leaning in and giving me a long kiss. "Leo?" Seth asked; he was a little annoyed by Jon's flirting with me. "Yes," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. He turned to me. "So much fun," he said, before turning back to Seth. "He's in the library. Told him to get comfortable." "How many are we expecting tonight?" "Maybe twenty," Jon said. "I'll get enough," Seth said. "Sounds good." Jon finally released me, gave me a slap on the ass, and pointed me towards Seth. I followed Seth; he hadn't bothered to put on any clothes; I was a bit self conscious of wearing little more than a jockstrap. Although, the way my hole was twitching for more dick was far more embarrassing to me. "Here," Seth said, stopping in front of an old, heavy oak door. He saw me staring at it. "JP saw it in France, and had to have it. Anyway, Leo's really cool. You'll like him." He opened the door; it was even thicker than I expected. The room was dimly lit, and lined with books. In the middle was a large table, surrounded by leather chairs. In one corner, was another leather sofa and armchair, along with the seemingly ubiquitous small bar. Sitting on the sofa was a human skeleton. "Damn," Seth said. The skeleton got up; as he moved, I realized he just had a drawing of a skeleton done in black across his skin. I could see the slight bleed of the ink on the skin; it was just a costume. "That's amazing." "I know," the skeleton said. He was nearly six feet tall, and had a hairy chest, and with a light brown goatee. He was wearing a jock strap although I could see the outline of a thick dickhead through the fabric. "A customer is an artist and did it for me in exchange for a teener." "It's really hot," Seth said. "This is Kenta," he continued, pushing me forward to Leo. "He's a new friend of ours. And Kenta, this is Leo, a long time friend of ours." "In other words," Leo started, smiling. "I'm their dealer. Pleased to meet you." He looked me over. I tried not to blush as he spun me around, and stared at my ass. "And I'm very happy to meet you," he said. He turned to Seth. "He parties?" "Just starting out," Seth said. Leo had grabbed my ass, and I had arched my back. It was almost a reflexive reaction; ad it felt like the right thing to do. I wanted to show off my ass to Leo. Seth chuckled, and continued. "He likes you." "He's a nice one." Leo turned me back around. "You like to blow clouds?" he asked. "Blow clouds?" I asked. I had seen that in guy's profiles online. But I had never asked what it meant. "You've never partied with tina before, have you?" Seth asked. "Tina? No." I felt like a prude in front of these men. "But I could try?" I asked. He two men smiled as I said it, and I knew it was the right thing to do. I hadn't chickened out in front of them. "That's the spirit," Leo said. He sat back down and patted the sofa next to him. "Join me. I'll get you started. Then, if you like it, we can do some more." I got on to the sofa. The skeleton ink on Leo's face was a bit unnerving. It was both scary and exciting, a bit like the entire night had been. "And you?" Leo asked, turning to Seth. "What's the day's order?" "How much for fifty?" "Two point five," Leo replied. From his backpack, he had pulled out a cigar torch, and a long pipe made out of clear glass. At one end was a sphere with a small opening at the top. "This is a glass pipe," Leo said to me. "1750," Seth replied. "Two," Leo said to Seth. "Done. Let me get that for you." "And this one, he'll be on the house." "Perfect," Seth said. "You take care of him." Seth walked to a back corner of the library, walking through a shelf of books weirdly ajar. "Watch," Leo said. "And then I'm going to shot gun you." I nodded. I had done a shot gun a few times with my ex-boyfriend. It was a good excuse to make out. Leo held the torch under the pipe. "Keep the bowl low. And not too hot," he said. The white crystals in the bowl began to melt, and quickly, the bowl filled with a thick white cloud. "And then, slowly inhale," he said, as he put the pipe to his lips. He inhaled, always letting the bowl stay full. His body shuddered as the drugs filled his lungs. I was scared. The evening was going faster and further than I had expected, but, at the same time, it felt great. Jon, JP, Cal, Seth, and now Leo, they were all hot men, and I wanted each of them inside me. Now, one of them was offering me a hit of some new drug. I hadn't thought to ask what it really was, before he leaned, pressed his lips against mine, and exhaled. I took his hit. There was a slight chemical taste to it, and maybe a trace of bitterness. But then his tongue pressed into my mouth, and I could only taste his tobacco residue. It didn't matter. I wanted anything he gave me, from the diaphanous cloud soaking into my lungs, to his tongue, and hopefully soon his cock. "Now hold it for a second," he said, as he broke off the kiss. He hadn't given me the whole hit; he immediately exhaled a thick cloud. He reached down with one hand and adjusted himself. "God damn. This stuff makes me so horny." My empty, hungry asshole twitched in agreement. I had done only one hit of the drug, but already, I felt my mind racing. Before I did the hit, I was horny. Now, sexual pleasure defined my very being. All I wanted was to fuck, and I had to fuck as many men as possible. "You can exhaled," Leo said. "I can tell. You really like that?" I exhaled the hit. It seemed small compared to what Leo had just exhaled. "That's a good beginning," Leo said, acknowledging just how little I had done. "Now it's time for one on your own." Before I could say anything, he stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Let it first warm up," he said. He held the torch under the bowl, and it quickly crackled and smoked from the heat. "Now, inhale slowly. Don't stop until I tell you too." I followed his instructions, letting the thick cloud fill my lungs. I had felt really comfortable and connected earlier, and now this was making me feel sleazy and slutty. Getting fucked by Leo was inevitable, and I welcomed it. "Keep on," Leo said, pushing me on only my second hit. Finally, Leo pulled the torch away. He let me inhale for a few more seconds, and then took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, before sticking the pipe in his own mouth, and inhaled. We both held our hits for a while, savoring how the chemical was making us feel. "That's good," he finally said, and we exhaled. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "Really good," I said. It was hard not to play with myself. I was so horny all of a sudden. "Really, really horny." "That's natural," he said. He was playing with his bulge again. "Nothing gets me harder than a bit of crystal." "Crystal?" I asked. "Yeah. Tina. Crystal. Same thing," Leo said. I had heard about crystal. It was a horrible drug that would wreck your life. But that was nothing like what I was feeling. This wasn't what people had told me, and now I wasn't sure what to think. Leo helped me think. "Want one more hit?" he asked. "I'm going to do one." "Sure," I said. We repeated the same ritual, Leo with the lighter, me with the pipe. It felt good. So did the second one we did right after that. "Fuck," I finally managed. I had been rubbing my dick through the jockstrap. I was really turned on, but yet, my dick was stubbornly soft. Leo noticed. "Yeah. Tina-dick. It happens. Don't worry about it." I was leaning back a bit, arching my back so I could play with my hole. "Can I?" Leo asked, as he reached down and ran a finger around my hole. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. "Fuck," I repeated. He was teasing my hole, and pressing his finger, before pulling it back out. "See you've already been fucked," he said. He held up his finger; I could see a glob of white spunk at the tip. He licked it up. He savored the sperm, then smiled. "Yeah. Seth," he said. "Fuck I want to get inside you." He reached down and pulled his dick out. It was at least as thick as Seth's cock, and an inch longer. I was glad that Seth had opened me up. "Another hit," he said. "Before you take this." "Yeah," I said. "Please." "Get on my lap first," Leo said. He helped me get in to position. I was kneeling over him, and the tip of his cock was just brushing against my hole. It tickled my hole. I tried to lower myself onto his dick, but although it was plenty hard enough, Leo grabbed and stopped me. "Not yet. Let's do a hit." He put the pipe in my mouth, and held the torch under the bowl. It heated quickly. "Now," he said. I inhaled like he had taught me, slow and steady, letting the thick clouds fill my lungs. "That's it. It's gonna feel really good." I sucked a bit more, then he took the pipe from me. "Hold that while I do my hit." Leo took several long draws on the pipe, as I held my breath. "Now," he said. I exhaled. Leo grabbed my waist, and just as had emptied my lungs, pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled his hit into me; I was so starved for oxygen that I took it. At the very same time, Leo was pressing his cock into me. I tried to gasp, but he still had his lips against mine. His cock filled me up. He was thick and hard, and there was a bit of discomfort as I struggled to get used to it. But then the most recent hits of crystal started to kick in. It reminded me how much I loved getting fucked, and how good it felt to be finally fucking raw. It was hard to reconcile how good I was feeling with all the messages I had gotten growing up. Sex felt amazing. Crystal was amazing. Bareback was safe. Plus, dear god, bareback felt so much better. There was no way I could have taken Leo with a rubber. But raw, it was like a dream. Finally, Leo released his lips from mine. I immediately exhaled, and it was a thick white cloud of crystal. "Fuck," I moaned, as Leo's curly brown pubes tickled my ass. "Fuck," I repeated. "Hell yeah," Leo said. We kissed. His bushy goatee was surprisingly soft against my face. "Hot hole." He slid out a few inches, then pressed back in. In the quiet of the library, I hear Seth's sperm slosh around Leo's dick. "Well," Seth suddenly said. I turned, and he was standing there with a thick envelope. He was stroking his dick with his other hand. "Looks like you guys are getting to know each other." "Yeah," Leo said. "Fucking hot hole." "And wet, sounds like," Seth said. "Oh, yeah," Leo said. He slid his dick another inch into me. My toes were curling in pleasure; I didn't care that the host of the party was watching me get fucked by a guest. I didn't care that I was blindingly high. I didn't care it was the second raw cock I had taken. I just loved that I was getting fucked. "He's hungry." "Yeah. Hey. I've gotta deal with something. It's all here. And you give the boy what he needs." He put the envelope on top of Leo's backpack, then leaned in and kissed me. "I'll be back soon enough. You and Leo have a good time." "Yeah," I said. I turned back to Leo, who was smiling at me. "I know what you need," he said, as Seth stepped out of the library, and closed the door behind him. "Just fuck me," I said. I clenched my ass around his cock. It felt like it was meant to be there. "Another hit, and a then good, hard fucking," he said. "Please," I said. "Just give it to me."1 point
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Part 27 Once a month “Master Nick’s” held a college night party at the warehouse. The average college student couldn’t afford to buy a membership and attend the usual parties on a regular basis, but on college night, all a guy had to do was show a current college ID and they were admitted to the party on a heavily discounted one time guest pass. The parties became an instant success, particularly with the local fraternities. The frat boys looked at the party as a bonding opportunity as they used some faggots for sexual relief. With the universities cracking down on sexual harassment, date rape and hazing activities on campus, the college night parties at Master Nick’s filled a void. In fact, they were so popular that the number of regular club members allowed to attend had to be strictly limited. The few full members allowed to attend were those that had a particular talent for identifying new talent. The real reason for these parties had nothing to do with trying to be benevolent to poor college students. It was really like a football scouting camp or a casting call by a movie crew. It was these events that became a prime way for Nick and crew to find new talent. Some of the talent were happy to join the ranks of the club's party bottoms others needed some “convincing”. Nick thought the timing of Rob’s conversion to a bottom couldn’t have peaked at a better time. The college guys typically loved to use well-built guys that were slightly older than themselves. Fucking the 32 year old muscular 6’2” Rob would be a real power trip for many of them. It was those aggressive “Tops” that made the best targets to convert to new bottoms. It was also easy to pick out the natural bottoms from the way they were watching the activity. It was common to have some side action going on away from the main fucking stations; thus the necessity of extra cameras throughout the venue. After these parties, it took significant time for the staff to sort through all the footage, match faces to college ID’s and gather information on new recruits. However, the operation had honed the process so it worked like a well-oiled machine. The club members were always looking for fresh meat to use and the college night parties were a significant source to provide members what they wanted. After the way Rob had begged for Nick to fuck him earlier in the afternoon, it was almost certain that Rob would bring out some stellar performances from the college boys tonight. The college night party format was a little different. Unlike other parties where the guests could locate and use a bottom pretty much as soon as they arrived; in the college night parties the bottoms weren’t brought out until after all the guests arrived. The guests had plenty of time to drink beer prior to any sexual activity. Of course the only beer available was the XG beer that Nick had used to trap Rob and others before him. By the time the bottoms were brought out for the party, every single college boy guest was drunk, hard and flying on XTC. The arrival of the bottoms at that point was the trigger to release the sexual floodgate so to speak. Rob could hear the party as he was brought to an adjacent room with 5 other bottoms. Each was dressed in a pair of skin tight white briefs. A couple of staff members fastened leather slave collars to the bottoms and attached a leash. The bottoms were slammed and given a booty bump before being led out to the party and to the stage in the middle of the room. As Rob and the other bottoms reached the top of the stage, a voice boomed from the intercom system. “Boys – here are your slaves for the evening!” “There is no need to be gentle!” The crowd went wild as the staff paraded the bottoms around the stage by their leashes. The bottom slaves were all brought to the center and one by one their tighty whities were ripped off their bodies. Rob was last in line and when his briefs were removed, his hard 8” cock stood straight out. “Look at the faggot on the end,’ someone shouted from the crowd. “He’s hard as a rock, the faggot loves this!” Rob couldn’t deny it anymore, he was a cum dump. His world now revolved around being tweaked and used. When Rob was stripped and bent over at the waist, his ass hole winked at the crowd. Each of the bottoms was led to a separate fuck bench stationed around the room and tied down. Bright red lipstick was applied to their lips so they would leave a remembrance on any cock that fucked their faces. A majority of the students followed Rob to his station and jockeyed for position to be the first to fuck Rob’s ass. Rob howled in pleasure as the first college cock slammed into his ass. “Fuck me hard,” he screamed. The college stud really didn’t need encouragement, but Rob’s pleas did result in making the Top increase his already rapid fuck pace. The more he was fucked the more Rob begged. Rob’s verbal pleas added to the sexual frenzy in the room; just like blood in the water of a tank filled with hungry piranhas. .At some point someone called ‘” Shut the pathetic faggot up; someone shove something in his mouth." That something was a fat uncut cock. Rob was in pig heaven now that he had a cock in both ends and quickly milked a load into each of his holes. Those spent cocks were replaced by others and the process repeated itself. None of the college students were interested in a gentle fuck. They were there for one purpose and that was to get their rocks off quickly, drink some more and then fuck another ass. As would be expected, the college boys began to try to show off their sexual prowess and became more creative in their fuck style as the night progressed. There were those that would whoop and holler while slapping Rob’s bucking ass. Others would pull completely out, wiggle their cock and then thrust it back in. Rob took it all in stride and adjusted the way he worked those cocks with his ass for each and every fuck. The more he was fucked the more he wanted. He was truly addicted to cock. Rob couldn’t control his urges as he was drilled by cock after cock. As the night went on Rob was spat upon, slapped, verbally degraded and of course violently fucked. Rob’s ass and mouth were very popular. He took over twenty loads deep in his abused hole and swallowed at least as that many. About an hour before the party was to end, two staff members removed Rob’s bonds and escorted him to the wet area. “You’re the designated urinal now for the rest of the night,” he was told. “The boys are all going to need to empty their bladders before they head home.” Rob was bound in a squatting position and a funnel gag was secured in place. Within minutes the flow of piss down his gullet began. As his belly filled with the chemmed piss his head began to spin. The sight of his hard dripping cock while he was gulping down piss made the college boys impatient to wait their turn for the funnel. Soon he was being drenched by piss as well. Nick was watching the action on the video screen in the control room. Rob’s behavior tonight confirmed that he was ready for what was next. Nick started making calls on his cell phone to confirm the availability of some special guests for Rob’s pending celebration.1 point
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Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.1 point
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Part 8 On the bus back home, Josh had lots of time to contemplate the trigger he just pulled: Not even out to most people in his life, he just had sex on camera with another man. And it wasn’t just porn, it would be perceived as pretty fucked up porn to most of the world: he begged for, and probably got, multiple STDs on film. But ever since he’d read that ad online, with the photo of Luke, he knew this was what he wanted. He pulled it up on his smart phone as the bus barreled down the highway towards his hometown: Neg Jock Sought for BB Porn Top $$ paid for neg jock to be fucked bare on film. Likely to be a bug chasing fetish blockbuster, we’re seeking a hot guy to take it in the ass raw by this radioactive jock (see pic attached). Likely exposure to HIV, Herpes, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, and more. Potential for sequels, porn stardom, and lots of cash. That ad, placed by Steve, led to countless chats online, pics exchanged, cam sessions and more, to the point of Josh finding him self lusting for Luke’s cum all day and night. He grinned, moving his backpack over his lap to cover his growing erection. Luke was everything he’d imagined him to be. His body was like a Greek statue, muscled and veiny. His lips drew him in to be kissed. His big dick seemed made for reaming Josh’s ass. His smell was masculine but sweet. He was perfect. And now, Luke’s DNA pulsed in Josh's body. Whatever Luke had, he now likely had. He was Luke’s progeny. Whatever symptoms arose within him, his god Luke had also experienced them. They were becoming one. He felt his phone vibrate with a new text message from Luke. “We have an idea for an additional scene. We gotta have more. Can you come back next weekend?” Josh replied “For you, anything!” A wet spot emerged through Josh’s jeans, and he gazed out the window. *** “This is Billy.” Steve said to Josh. Billy had lost a lot of weight since his first fuck session with Luke, but he still had his mischievous grin and bad boy appeal. “Hi there.” Josh said. On first impression, Billy wasn’t attractive. He was older, his eyes were a bit sunken, and the all-over tattoos were not doing it for him. “Billy is going to fuck you today on camera, Josh, and it’s gonna be fucking awesome.” Steve said. Luke looked at Josh and read his look of trepidation. “Billy’s fucked me a lot, Josh. He’s part of me, and by association he’s already part of you. You taking his load today is important for us.” “OK, for you.” Josh replied to Luke, with a bit of a laugh. Luke took Josh into another room to get him ready for the shoot. He kissed him and sucked his dick for a bit. “Imagine it’s me fucking you. And know that it’s more of my DNA you’re taking” were Luke’s final words to him as they emerged back into the room, now set for filming. “Action.” Steve said. The camera man panned up Josh’s body. He had a semi hard dick, leftover from Luke’s foreplay, but his arousal was dissipating. As the camera got to Josh’s face, he looked visibly nervous. “Josh, you look nervous. Are you?” The cameraman said. “Yeah, a little bit.” A lie. He was very nervous now. He didn't want to get fucked by this stranger. The camera panned to Billy’s face, who could be seen looking up and down on his conquest with pleasure. “This is Billy.” “Hey.” Billy replied with a smile. The camera started panning down Billy’s inked up body. It lingered at the letters “HIV” above his cock, then focused a bit on his curved dick and down his legs. Billy had taken a couple pills to ensure an erection, and his dick was throbbing, perhaps harder than he’d ever been. “What are we here for today?” The camera guy asked. “I’m gonna fuck this kid up with my charged-up load.” Billy said. Josh looked off camera at Luke, longing for it to be Luke in Billy’s position. He tried stroking his dick, but it wasn’t hardening. Billy decided to waste no time with foreplay, so he bent Josh over the bed and squirted a glob of lube onto his fingers. He finger fucked Josh’s ass, ascending from one to three fingers without much delay. Another glob of lube, and a fourth digit entered the ginger stud, stretching his hole and warranting a shriek of pain from Josh. “Let’s do this” Billy finally said. Josh was bent over, head turned toward the camera, and he caught a glimpse of Luke jerking off. This made him feel a little better about the situation. Lube drained from the bottle to the tip of Billy’s throbbing, curved, uncut dick. “I’m gonna destroy this cunt, you faggot.” He said. “Fuck me,” Josh whimpered instinctively as he saw precum glistening on Luke’s dick head in the distance. Billy spread Josh’s ass cheeks with his hands and lined up the head of his dick against Josh’s hole. He pushed his hips forward, and contact was made. Josh closed his eyes, knowing the pain that was about to ensue, but loving the feeling of a dick against his hole, even this unknown cock. Billy entered Josh's fuck chute slowly, as Josh was really tight and tense still. As the shaft was about mid-way in, Josh wasn’t sure he could take any more. Perhaps it was the bend in Billy's dick or its stiffness or just his disinterest in this fuck, but Billy’s dick felt like it was ripping him open. “Ow! Oh fuck, stop, just. . . slow. I can’t.” were among the words and phases Josh uttered as Billy forged ahead without care. A tear ran down Josh's face. What was he doing? About thirty seconds later, Billy said “Feel my balls against your grundle you whore? I’m fucking all the way in you, you cum slut.” He signaled for the camera to move around to capture the moment as he held his diseased dick deep inside the boy. “And now I’m gonna death fuck you, you bitch.” Josh winced as Billy pulled almost completely out and then slammed balls deep again. Billy’s dick was raging hard, pulsing, throbbing, unyielding. He was skewering Josh, stabbing mercilessly at his prostate. Finally, he pulled out completely, flipped Josh around, and pushed him onto his back. Grabbing Josh’s ankles, he held his legs up, spread them wide and inserted his dick again. “I want you to look me in my eyes when I shoot my toxic load in you.” Josh looked up at Billy. He wasn’t sure what he was doing letting this dude fuck him (on camera no less). What had gotten into him? Billy’s thrusts got more intense as Josh studied the torso of the man who’s bare dick was inside him. He wasn’t at all like his obsession, Luke. He was skinny, if not sickly, and pale. Tatted up. Perhaps even a little dirty. Josh’s dick remained soft, but a little precum emerged as it bounced on his stomach while Billy terrorized his ass. “I’m close you bitch. You’re about to get my radioactive jizz. You’re looking at your fate. At Luke’s fate. You’re nothing but a toxic cum dump now. No meds. Just fucks.” Josh moaned as he looked into Billy’s eyes and saw them roll back. “FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! Billy screamed. “FUCK!!! I’m shooting in you! Fuck your ruined ass feels good!!! Oh shit, oh god, ooooh, oooh yeah.” A flood of semen invaded Josh's tight ass. The skin of Billy's dick was now completely frictionless against Josh's guts because of a soup of diseased sperm. Billy dropped Josh’s ankles, and his legs fell to the floor beside Billy’s. After a few seconds, Billy pulled his cock out of the pale white ass of Josh, pulling with it a bit of blood pink-tinged cum and ass juice. “That’s a fucking wrap.” Billy said into the camera.1 point
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Part 3 Luke continued to question what he was doing at Steve’s. While rational thought told him his time with Steve was one bad decision after another, he also found Steve so fucking hot and irresistible – his huge arms, his massive legs, his dark tan skin, so Luke quite willingly followed Steve through the apartment to the bedroom and then into the bathroom. Steve pointed to the big gang-like shower and instructed Luke to get in. As steam began to fill the room, his daddy-god Steve entered the shower too. It was the first time Luke saw Steve without any clothing on, and Luke was instantly obsessed with all he saw. As he took it in, Luke asked “What’s with the bandage?" pointing below Steve’s belly button to the dressing protecting his new ink. “New tattoo. You’ll see it soon enough, and will probably want one of your own.” Steve said as he pulled Luke close for a kiss – their first. They stood in the hot shower spray, Steve’s dick getting hard again as it brushed against Luke’s throbbing cock. Even not knowing what was under the bandage, Luke knew Steve was right, that he’d want that same tattoo as well some day. He wanted to be marked as Steve’s. They kissed sensually in the shower for a while, their bare cocks bobbing erectly below. Turning to the cold marble tile wall, Luke leaned into the stone and spread his legs wide, presenting his ass to Steve to fuck. Steve approached, planting his feet just outside of Luke's, and lined his massive dick head up with Luke's hole. Steve’s prick entered Luke’s cunt with less agony this time: the water and Steve’s pre-cum reduced friction, and Luke's hole was still wrecked from their last fuck session. Steve worked his dick all the way into Luke’s velvety sex chute and knew this boy was becoming his in so many ways. As the shower fuck continued, precum dripped down the cold wall against which Luke’s erection pressed. “I love knowing your inside me” Luke said. He meant it – he loved being a bottom and all that such meant. “I like being in you. Raw. Knowing you’re taking all of me. My dick. My load. My DNA. Everything I am is in you.” This embodied what sex meant to Luke. Perhaps not really grasping all of the consequences of what this meant in this moment, Luke’s boner sprung with excitement and a glob of precum –- to the point of Luke wondering if in fact he came a little -- smeared on the wall against his dick’s head. “Fuuck yes. Make me yours. My ass is yours. My body is yours.” Steve pulled completely out, and then pushed his dick balls deep into Luke. Luke whimpered. Then Steve picked up the pace in pumping his dick in and out of Luke’s hole. Steve’s dick was throbbing and rock hard inside his new fuck toy, and indeed, after a couple of minutes of pounding, Steve announced “I’m gonna cum.” His thrusts became more intense. He pushed all the way into Luke again and screamed “I’m fucking cumming in you, slut.” Another of Steve’s toxic loads shot deep into Luke’s wrecked ass. Luke tensed his ass around the massive dick inside him and also shot a huge load against the wall of the shower, exclaiming “Fuck, that was amazing,” as he twisted around to kiss his inseminator. As their spent dicks again brushed against one another, Luke felt fulfilled and transformed – feelings that were, perhaps unbeknownst to him, both figurative and literal.1 point
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