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The chems cum in part 2 part 1 I used to go to a nude beach divided into a gay side and straight side. Pretty chill during the week. I was on my belly and pretending to read when I noticed a hot guy strolling toward the bathroom. I pulled my gym shorts on and casually followed. Inside were 5 guys most at the urinal. A few including the one I’d followed stroking their dicks. I pissed and went to the sink but instead of washing my hands I just grabbed the sink and leaned over with my ass out. Before I knew it a short but hot guy shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose- good thing because then the guy I’d followed came over, spit on his hand and worked some spit into my tight hole then spit on his cock and shoved it in. Sure it hurt at first (why didn’t I snort some meth before?!) but not for long. One of the guys was standing on a bench so he could see outside the high window for anyone approaching. The guy was pretty quick pounding my hole as I kept getting fed poppers. Getting encouragement - “yeah, fuck that hole” and “yeah fuck that whore”- and of course “yeah you fuck so good with that big cock” from me. He blew his big load, and came up to the sink so I could bend down to clean his cock off— while the next guy slid his cock in and started long stroke fucking me- steady not too fast. Same kinda comments, faster pace and load #2. I took 2 more guys after that. Then it was just me w the poppers in my hand. I admit to being a little embarrassed feeling like a scummy worthless bottom faggot as I walked back to my towel. But happily enjoying the cum oozing out of my we’ll fucked hole. I dozed a while. A shadow woke me up and the guy I’d followed was standing there, big smile. He said something like “you’re a hot pig”. I reached behind me into my shorts and scooped some cum out of my ass and licked my fingers without losing eye contact and without saying a word. He said “I live just up the street and I’m having a few buddies over. I think you’d like them.”

I have had a couple of instances where the man will fuck me and not cum. I am not a fan of that. There is a top that I play with occasionally that needs to fuck for about an hour before he can cum. His orgasms are really intense. He will orgasm for about 45 seconds. He has a big cock and is in his late 60’s so I am ok with waiting for his Poz load. I was however fucked by a young guy a couple of months ago that kept fucking but didn’t cum. I tried all of my tricks to get him to cum but he wouldn’t. After about an hour and a half I called it quits. I have been in situations where I was in a group setting and men were using me where they didn’t cum right away. I am ok with that because they were taking turns in me. Multiple men is different than just one that is not coming.

Part 3: The Insertion David broke the kiss after several several minutes of heavy kissing and making out. He guided me onto his king size bed. He had me lay on my stomach with my legs slightly spread. He then rubbed my cheeks to help relax my hole. After a few minutes David spread my cheeks and then I felt his tongue on my hole. I had to latch onto the rails of his headboard because it felt so fucking amazing. At this point all he was doing is circling around the outside of my hole and it had my cock ready to explode. After several minutes of him just rimming my hole he then slowly started inserting his tongue inside my hole. This was all it took to send me over the edge and I came hard. But to my own surprise my cock remained hard after my orgasm had subsided. My hole must have clamped down on David's tongue for a bit because I didn't feel any more penetration. Once I had calmed down my hole loosened it's grip on his tongue and he continued tongue fucking my hole. After a few minutes David removed his tongue from my hole and reached over to his nightstand and grabbed the lube he had. He poured the lube on my hole first and began working it inside of me. He had done a hell of a job prepping my hole because he easily slid three fingers inside without any resistance. Once he had my hole lubed up he lathered his cock up and rubbed it all over his cock. I was so hungry for his cock that the thought of a condom never crossed my mind and he didn't mention it either. Once he was lubed up he put the head of his cock right at my waiting hole. The time has finally arrived where my complete virginity was about to be taken. Even after preparing my hole and loosening my hole up there was still a little resistance from my hole. David told me to push like I was taking a poop but not too much and he should start slipping in. I did as he told me to do and sure enough his cock slipped through my outer ring. There was definitely some pain. But not enough for me to stop him. I don't know where it came from but David produced a bottle and he told me to close one nostril and inhale three times and then do the same thing on the other side. I did as he instructed and immediately I felt like my head was spinning. It definitely has an effect on my hole because I felt it relax and David's cock slid in further. After a few minutes David's cock was all the way in. He laid on top of me for around a minute or so so my ass could get used to his cock inside of it. Once my hole was accustomed to his cock he told to inhale from the bottle again. This time around I felt like I was stoned but completely relaxed and ready to be fucked by David's beautiful cock. David licked my ear and told me to hang onto the head rails because my life was about to change. Little did I know what he meant but I was definitely about to find out.

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!

Part 8 ….As my ass contracts Ivan screams, ERRRHHHH and blows his load in my ass. I'm consumed by my orgasm and Tom catches me as I collapse into him as I ride the intense waves. I pull off his cock immediately feeling empty. As I lay beside Ivan, Tom pulls my legs apart and starts eating my ass. He's sucking deeply and pulling Ivan’s cum in his mouth. Tom then kisses me and drops the spoils in my mouth. We collapsed into a pile, both Ivan I drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Ivan’s just arrived and I have 2 toxic loads coating the insides of my ass…. We lay there for a while, relaxing in our post-fuck stupor. I compliment Ivan and Tom for such aggressive fun. Tom and I are joking a bit about my gaping hole, though Ivan doesn’t seem to get the references but agrees it was “much funnest”. We slowly emerge from the bedroom, grab a snack and some beer and slip into the pool as the sun sets over the valley. We do a little more weed and are having a blast. Ivan starts horsing around, doing back flips into the water and the mood is relaxed and fun. Ivan doesn’t drink. but Tom and I have each had at least 4 beers and are slightly buzzed. I am really enjoying their company as I reflect how much I needed this. It was just a bit over a year ago I started embraced wanting to become a cum dump and 5 months since getting pozzed. While it was an amazing journey testing positive was life altering. All of my sex anxiety of the years passed seemed to evaporate and felt liberated and at peace with myself. Knowing I no longer needed to worry about status and could fuck who I want and where I want. Tom was a good example of that. He was hot and being an ex-con added to the thrill. But, in the end Tom is just a guy trying to get by. We all have baggage and at least he is open and honest about it and seems to embrace that same attitude of liberation and being comfortable in his skin. The way he treats Ivan with respect and genuine concern about his well-being tells me my gut instinct in trusting this guy isn’t misplaced. He demonstrates that same respect with me, kind and gentle when it’s called for and then can flip it and taking control of me; pushing my limits and expanding my boundaries. I’d never have met this cool guy and would likely still be an uptight repressed man if Paul and Jason hadn’t both pozzed me and led me on this journey of self-discovery. Suddenly I feel water splash on me and snap back to the current moment. Playfully, Ivan dives under the water, grabs me from behind, twists me around and tries giving me a head under water. He’s pretty playful and clearly enjoying himself. Tom joins in and is trying to grab my ass. Surrounding me, Ivan, stands tall and pulls me to his chest and brings me into a bear hug. Wrapping my legs around him I lean back as Tom pulls me into a kiss. I’m floating between them when Ivan lifts me bends into me slightly and goes down on my cock. All 3 of us are hard again as we intertwine our bodies while kissing and playing in the water for a while. We are all aroused but in no hurry yet enjoying the erotic playtime. After a few minutes, I say “fuck, I need to pee”. I step out of the water and begin to dry off. Ivan, jumps out of the water runs to me, stops me; and says, “Sir, I like piss, I drink you”. Ivan drops to his knees and opens his mouth. I’ve not indulged in any piss play before though I do get really turned on by porn that incorporates it. Looking a bit lost, Tom sees my reaction and comes over to me and says, fuck yes dude, fill him up. I’m half hard and struggle a bit but finally release a trickle. Ivan quickly swallows and asks for more. Working through my pee shyness, I concentrate, and finally relax and my stream starts flowing. Ivan engulfs my cock with his warm mouth and starts swallowing. The sensation is amazing as my cock is submerged in the warm fluid in his mouth. I proceed to empty my bladder, and Ivan completely takes at least 3 mouthfuls. Ivan sucks and licks me dry. I’m hard again and can’t believe I just did that. Tom gets an evil look in his eyes and says to me, “get on your knees and I’ll show you what it’s really like”. I hesitate, start to stammer, and Tom looks me sternly in the eye, and commands, “now bitch, I’m not asking”. He forcefully grabs me by the neck with one hand and shoves me down by the shoulder with the other. Tightening his grip, I submit to his domination. Relaxing his hand as he says, “good boy, now open”. Knowing I don’t have a choice in the matter I open my mouth as he shoves his now slightly hard dick in. I feel warm liquid enter my mouth as Tom gives me a small sample. The taste is nothing like I imagined and find it slightly bitter but acidic almost like a cider but a bit salty. Not completely unpleasant at all I decide. Seeing I’m ready he lets go as his piss fills my mouth. I’m struggling to keep up with his flow when Tom grabs my face and says “swallow faster bitch, I don’t want you wasting a drop”. I start guzzling the best I can as I swallow mouthful after mouthful. Ivan demands some and Tom halts the flow, shoves me aside where Ivan quickly drops and takes my place. I’m thinking damn that was hot. I fucking love it when Tom gets dominate and a bit rough. I want to explore both further with him in the future for sure. Tom finishes draining his bladder down Ivan’s throat. Tom’s cock is hard and instructs tells Ivan and I to get our asses to the bedroom so he can breed my hole.

About 10 years ago I was living on some family property in the mountains in "the back of beyond" (verrrry rural, dirt roads, almost-but-not-quite off grid). One fine day in the middle of winter (about 6" of snow on the ground) I connected with a guy online who was hot to trot and actually drove out there and we met up on an access road in the state forest. We walked down it a little way and then a few feet sideways into the woods and went at it. He spit-fucked me against a tree. Sooooo hot! I'm not sure what kind of temperature it was (certainly not as cold as -20C, probably more like -5C) but it was enough to button up in a hurry when we were done.

Give me a nice hole I can lick before I fill it with my load and I am in heaven. Eating a nice ass or pussy even is prob one of my fav things to do outside of breeding.

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.

Vaseline is great for in the moment but I’m not a fan of how it makes me feel greasy for a long period of time. Plus it tends to get everywhere and hard to clean off. I prefer water base lube, especially when I’m just jacking off. the slickness doesn’t last as long as Vaseline or other oil based lubes but the clean up is super convenient. On the other hand, Vaseline causes a lot of condoms to fail so it’s a great stealthing tool for when your bottom wants to wrap it up.

With my first husband, we had both been bare only for years before we met (2005). We got tested after we got together (it was my first time in 3-4 years - I was definitely chasing without admitting it to myself) and stayed monogamous for a few years. When we decided to go open, he said, "Please, do not ask me to wear rubbers when I fuck." I told him that was fine, but if he was going bare, I was, too. We did the whole "only guys who (say they) are neg" thing for years eventually extending that to poz undetectable guys. I knew we were playing with fire; I will never know if he realized this. But we ended up staying neg long enough to go on PrEP. He just loved to watch other guys breed my ass - he couldn't get enough of it. We played separately, too, eventually; I just had more of a sex drive than he did. He died of a stroke in 2019. After being single for a couple of years, I met my current husband. He is much younger and well-hung; he keeps me well fucked enough that being monogamous hasn't been an issue.

I love eating ass, just as much as I love eating pussy. Something so intimate about tonguing someone’s shit hole. I never pass up an opportunity to eat a clean ass. I especially love it as foreplay to fucking and breeding it. it’s been about five years since I have had the opportunity to eat ass. The last time was with a younger Latin fuck buddy. His BF was away and he arranged a little get together with another bisexual married guy. While we were waiting for his friend to arrive, we shared a couple of hits of weed. I guess that helped me relax and got my kink into over drive. His buddy was a hung young black man. We all fooled around and we took turns breeding my Latin friend. Not sure what possessed me to start eating his dripping ass, but I couldn’t resist. My tongue Doug in deep and pulled our cum from his hole. All I remember was his moans of ecstasy. His pleasure was also mine. His married buddy got turned on by this and in no time was ready to deposit another load in my friend. although I haven’t had my hole eaten too many time, I did find it relaxing and helpful in taking a cock. Definitely an area I want to explore more with.

Sunday Jan 5: Horny day with 5 hookups with random guys on Grindr. It was just sort of in flow one after the other adding their loads. Relaxed at the beach. Then had an amazing second meetup with my bf and my new vacation bf top which I will call the petite Spaniard with the big dick. For those interested I have amassed quite a stable of GC vacation boyfriend tops at this point including the Bald sexy top, the top couple from UK, the German living in GC, the big cummer Austrian biker, the XL and Xthick Madrid top…. But I digress :))) So we did this time again a hot DP session and it was about 20 min of me just cumming handsfree like some horny bitch and the guys doing their best not to cum until after 20 min. They came at the same time which was so hot to feel the cum shoot inside me and leak outside at the same time. I was supposed to then go out but… I feel asleep on the couch!!! Doh!!! Monday Jan 6: 3 kings day in Spain with a fun parade and entertainment. It was a day filled with hotel hookups. I started the day by finally meeting my UK Top couple vacation boyfriends. This is the 4th trip we meet and each time amazing and better chemistry each time with us being so into it. It was a hot 90 min fuck where they fucked me five ways to Sunday and both bred me 2 times. I left with a buzzing hole and 4 loads heavier. I was plannning to go to the beach then but a couple of tops really wanted to sample my cummy hole and needed to dump their loads so I hosted a random neighbor and my new vacation bf the XL and XThick Madrid guy. Wow what a huge dick because he stretched me so good despite the DPs and all the other big dicks this trip. He told me he loved my ass as it was on of few that could take him fully inn and he loved feeling the cum around his dick. Went to the beach and then ended the evening with a couple of hookups at guys hotel rooms before calling it a night. Tuesday Jan 7- Thursday Jan 9: Work days (I had remote work) and hiking in the mountains. I agreed with my partner to take a little dick break since I had to work a bit (about half days, easing in) and then we would be healthy and hike in the afternoons. We had a few great trips around the island. Gran Canaria really is such a beautiful island to hike and enjoy nature! Despite this my partner gave me 4 loads during those days and I squeezed in a random little bathroom breeding by a super ugly older guy with a great dick during a toilet trip LOL. Thursday I went out to factory and had an amazing 1 hour taking dick and loads (I estimate 4-5, it was so wet). But then I was supposed to meet a friend and there was this whole back and forth between us and just missing each other etc so it put me out of the mood and I only got one more load after it. It could have been a night of 10-15 loads easily! Bah! Friday Jan 10: Sitting now in a German coffee shop enjoying my only meal of the day (bottom diet boys). Going to meet my UK top couple vacation bfs a little later for a nice 3some with 4 loads I hope. And I was bred by 2 guys with great dicks this morning before I could open my eyes so it’s looking like a promising Friday so far 💦💦💦💦💦💦

It was literally like a real life porn film with the tops cumming loudly and putting on a show and me begging them to breed me. So fucking hot!

As a married man, I can only offer my personal insights. I’m sure I am not the only married man whose wife won’t even attempt anal. I have always had a thing for breeding younger guy ass. Most ass, compared to pussy, are typically tighter and I never hit bottom; my wife complains if I get too rough and if I keep poking the floor of her pussy. Than their is the whole social stigma that’s two guys fucking is wrong and immoral. So not only am I fucking another dude, I’m also fucking social norms. Than of course their is the entire removal of any possibility of pregnancy. When I lived with guys I was fucking, I typically unloaded into them at least a couple times a day, usually more. I never had any afterthought if they remembered to take their bith control or not. It was so sexually liberating. Now that I rarely find local guys I want to fuck, but when I do, I am unleashing months, if not more, of sexual frustration into my subs ass. again, this is just my personal opinion.

30 years ago, there was still enormous pressure to conform to the norm. Being gay in rural UK in those days just wasn't an option. Although I knew I was at least Bi, if not gay, I chose to marry a woman. I have been married 25yrs but my wife went off sex 20 years ago. I needed to get off somehow, and meeting guys was the obvious answer, somehow it doesn't feel like cheating in the same way as if I was having an affair with another woman. Sex with men is totally different. It is far more adventurous and experimental. It was years before a guy persuaded me to get on prep and go BB, but when I did, it added a whole new dimension to my sex life. Thankfully society has changed and certainly in the UK, being gay is now generally accepted and we can all live the lives that we want to. Hopefully I am in the last generation who have had to hide their true feelings, just to conform to society.

fuck .. my hole is wide awake now! 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

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.)

Part 2: The Lead Up David continued loosening my hole very gently. I was beyond aroused with him fucking my mouth and loosening my hole. Once he had prepared my hole for his cock he withdrew his cock from my mouth. I was very disappointed because I was really enjoying his cock. I might have let out a little whimper honestly. David told me he wanted to continue on his bed which was right next door. We walked hand in hand into his bedroom and as soon as we entered he gave me my very first kiss. David was definitely a great kisser. My body was responding in ways I never imagined. I swear I felt one of my legs curl up like you see in the movies. My body trembled with excitement. As David kissed me his hand found my right nipple and he started rubbing it and slightly pinching it. In return I started moaning and my left hand went immediately to his cock. This was the first time I had actually touched another cock besides my own. It felt so hard but velvety at the same time. As I started to slowly jerk his cock David was alternating between both my nipples. We would stop kissing momentarily just to catch our breath and then continue kissing more. I just couldn't believe being with a man could be this fucking hot and erotic. David certainly knew what he was doing and I was enjoying every moment.

Hej Guys, as a tech dinosaur, I have deleted 😱my prize "collection" of R rated emojis. Can any one help me find replacement sites to download: gay, sex, chems, anything to do with our lifestyle. Any other general, everyday emojis, food, sport, travel, animals, plants/flowers would also be greatly appreciated. As a mobile phone "Dufus" 😵‍💫🤭, I also have serious concerns about the correct placement of this discussion. IF no one sees me around, it's probably because I've earned another penalty 🙄😂 BUT, I will be back, after expiration 🥱🥱. Thanks 🙏Guys 😘😘, Erik.

I loved getting bred when it’s freezing. lol. The cold make me feel extra naked and slutty. Nothing warms me up more than hot loads. 🫶

If she wasn't utterly hostile to the gays, she would have been set for life with a gay fandom. Gloria Gaynor for example may have been deeply religious and may have harbored some homophobic thoughts in her private life, but she was smart enough to largely keep them to herself. The gays literally make or break your career.

Love rimming a nice hole. Can go on for ages. But given the choice… I’d much rather be rimmed by a guy with stubble/short beard. The feeling of some rough in my arsehole really works for me.

Getting my face buried in a hunky bear 🐻 is always enjoyable but, the best face fucking comes when two bottoms have had a busy night out, get well filled with piss, cum & lube, get home & spend some time just burying our faces in each others delicious 😋 sloppy holes. Usually toys get involved & another session of hot, raunchy bottom to bottom pig sex gets hot ♨️.

....where do I even start?

Let's see I've done it at 15, 17, 19, 22, 23, 25, 28, 30, 32

I wasn’t the star athlete in HS, but I was a jock. I lettered in football. i already was deviant in HS. They couldn’t figure me out. I was a dichotomy- stud for fucking the cheerleaders, but queer for fucking my teammates … and a fag for sucking them off.

That just made me weak in the knees. Would sure love to feel that!

I never experienced fuck flu; and as many as 50% of us never have either. It is hardly the definitive indicator; not getting fuck flu does NOT mean you're neg. I was infected several times in June 2023 by a friend of many years whose own "more certain pozzing" I witnessed in 2013. I didn't test poz until October 2023. The September test came back "indeterminate". That was confirmed by a second test, result non-reactive. And a few weeks later at my semiannual STI clinic screening Reactive was the result - with all the usual intake labs following. But I was looking for even subtle things that might be indicative of sero conversion and really, nothing of note. Had I not been looking for some metrics or the lesser syptom's in temperature, gut activity, aches and pains. Absolutely nothing that were I not looking for it, I would have otherwise noticed in the normal course of life.

Where do I sign up for a tongue-lashing?

Love vaseline when I'm a little partied up and edging myself between bottoms. In general I love fucking greasy holes. One day I'd love to fuck a really piggy guy using bacon fat for lube. LOL, but seriously tho....

Ben pulled on his trainers and put his head around the kitchen door where his Mum and Dad were putting away the massive amounts of washing up that had gone through the dishwasher in the last two days. “I’m just going out for a Boxing Day drink with Jake” he said as he put his woolly hat on. “Alright” said his Mum, just let us know if you’re going to be back late”. “Sure thing” he replied as he walked towards the front door. He got outside and jumped on his bike. It was pretty cold out but with his coat hat and gloves on and the effort from cycling, he stayed pretty warm. It only took about 15 minutes to get to the car park of the local woods. As he arrived he could see a single car parked with its back to the woods. It had no lights on and it was dark so it was hard to see the colour. There wasn’t another soul around, which was no surprise at 9pm on Boxing Day night. He locked up his bike and walked towards the car, suddenly a bit nervous as it started to register with him how deserted and dark the carpark was. As he got closer, the cars side lights pinged on and the internal light illuminated the inside. In the driver’s seat was a man in his late 40s with thick salt and pepper hair swept back. He was slim, with just very short stubble on his face. He smiled at Ben and indicated for him to get into the passenger seat. “Hey” he said “I bet you’re freezing!”. “Not too bad” replied Ben “the bike ride kept me warm”. The car was nice and warm and Ben quickly undid his coat and took off his hat and gloves. Ben was medium height and slim, with short brown hair and big puppy dog brown eyes. He’d been a skinny teenager but had joined the university triathlon team when he arrived there and was now slim but toned from all of the training. “I’m Kev” said the driver, holding out his hand for Ben to shake. “Ben” Ben replied, shaking Kev’s hand. It was a firm handshake and Ben loved the way Kev squeezed his hand confidently. Ben took him in. Kev was a little taller than him but a similar build with sparkling blue eyes and a kind smile. He was wearing jeans and a long sleeved top which was fairly tight and clung to his pecs. He wasn’t a big guy, but toned. “Nice to meet you Ben” said Kev, and a slightly awkward silence fell over them. Ben looked down at Kev’s crotch. There was a nice bulge pressing against the denim. Without saying anything, Kev reached for Ben’s hand, and put it his bulge, letting out a soft moan as he felt the lad gently squeeze. Ben kept his hand there and looked Kev in the eyes briefly and smiled, before starting to undo the older man’s jeans. Kev wriggled in the seat to work the jeans to his knees and switched the car lights off so they couldn’t be seen by any passers by. The moon was out which gave them enough light to work by. His hard cock was clearly visible under the grey fabric of his boxer briefs and a small dark patch was forming at his tip as precum started to leak in anticipation. Ben leant over and started to gently mouth Kev’s cock, Kev’s hand resting gently on his back. His lips and tongue also moved over Kev’s big balls and Kev continued to let out low moans. After a few minutes of this Ben started to peel down the underwear to expose Kev’s fat uncut cock. It wasn’t huge, about 6 inches, but thick with a throbbing red mushroom head that was leaking precum all over his thigh. Ben held it in his hand and licked the precum from the slit, before taking the whole head in his mouth. He worked it over with his lips and tongue for a while, before starting to take more and more of Kev’s shaft into his mouth. Kev’s hand was now on the back of his kneck, squeezing slightly which felt so good as he bobbed up and down. As he did this, Kev looked down at him left over the gearbox. His young arse looked amazing in his tight jeans, and Kev moved his hand down to caress it, making Ben moan on his cock. “Fuck, you’re good at that” whispered Kev, before gently pulling the younger man up for a kiss. He loved the taste of his own precum on Ben’s tongue. “How about we move this to the back seat” said Kev, and Ben nodded with a big smile. Kev pulled up his jeans and they both got into the back of the car. “Lean over the back of the seats and let me look at that arse” said Kev and Ben took off his coat and did as he was told. Kev ran his hands over the young guys cheeks before unbuttoning Ben’s jeans and yanking them to his knees. Ben’s bum was extra pale where his speedos had been during all those summer lido swims. Kev’s hands on it felt amazing at the older man stoked and squeezed his cheeks. Sitting beside Ben, Kev couldn’t believe how beautiful his arse was! He pulled Ben’s cheeks apart and exposed his tight pink hole, which stood out against the paleness of his skin. Kev leaned over and touched Ben’s hole gently with the tip of his tongue, making him shiver and moan. He started to lick it and then probe it with his tongue, loving the taste of it. Pulling Ben’s cheeks as wide as he could so he could get his tongue nice and deep. Ben was moaning almost constantly now and Kev reach round to give the lad’s hard cock a squeeze. It was dripping precum all over the back seat! With his other hand he slipped a finger inside Ben’s hole, circling it. It felt so tight! Kev spat on his hole and fingered it into Ben’s arse. “fuuuuck, that feels good” moaned Ben. “It’s going to feel even better once I get my dick inside you” he said,feeling his cock throbbing in his jeans at the thought of getting inside that tight young hole. He spanked Ben’s cheek gently and said, “follow me, I’ve got an idea”....

I got married in 2004 and was divorced in 2016, I didn’t hang with guys till my honeymoon and my girl said and I quote “I don’t want to touch your asshole, I don’t want to use a strap on, that just means you’re fuckin gay. So you’re either with me or you’re gay”. That hurt, and then 3 MONTHS after the honeymoon without sex I found a leather daddy with a sling literally down the street and I would go for “2 hour runs” and I’d just run the 6 minute run to his house, get bred in the sling by him and eventually he whored me out. Probably with 20/30 guys in that sling over my marriage. she thought I was a fag so I decided to prove her right,

Ate maraschino cherries out of a hot twink hole during a group fisting session with some regular playmates. One of the guys was a particularly talented twink with a smooth hole. He could really open up his pussy into a nice round donut -- the type that lets you see into his guts. He and I were chilling on the sofa while a couple of other buddies were taking their turn in the sling. Went down to eat his smooth twink hole when I got the urge to eat something out of it. So, I stepped away and came back with a bottle of maraschino cherries, stuffed a few into his cunt and ate them out. It was super fucking hot!

He started to slide his cock deliciously in and out of me, taking his time as he enjoyed the feel of my cummy arsehole around his cock. "Mmmm....darling!" he gasped. " you have a sexy pussy!" The other man got off the sofa and headed out. "See you two lovebirds later!" He laughed. "Knock him up good, Terry!" Terry chuckled as the man left and whispered in my ear. " Is that what you want, baby? Do you want daddy's nasty sperm in you? Do you want my baby?" I was gasping with pleasure as I knelt on the old sofa, arse up, being fucked by this sagging old man. But his cock felt so good, and I was so high with the sleaziiness of it, I could only nod my head and say "Yes...breed me!" He sighed happily. "Good boy!." Then he thrust faster in and out until his cock was like a rod of iron in me "Here it comes!" He gasped and I felt his cock throb and throb, knowing with each contraction his toxic sperm was spurting into me. After a few moments, he stopped moving and lay heavily on my back. I could feel his ribs and his heart pounding. "Oh yes...you're all wet with my spunk now. Let's give it a chance to take, shall we?" He lay on me like an old pig. It was quiet and still as the others had left, and I could hear the clock ticking and smell the body odour on the sofa back beneath my chin. Eventually, his cock softened to the point where my hole expelled it with a soft hiss and he got heavily to his feet and slapped my bum. "There you go, son. Hope you enjoyed getting pregnant with me. See you later" Then he was gone and I was alone in that filthy room, sperm dripping out of me, wondering what the hell I'd done. And yet, my cock was rock hard and I was as excited as I've ever been. There was a noise in the door way and the thin, veiny man called Arthur who'd used me to get off came in and gave a dirty laugh. "Fuckin' hell! Look at you!" He laughed as I got to my feet, erection standing out with a drool of pre-cum hanging from the tip. "Bet you didn't expect this, did yer? Bet you didn't plan to go home well and truly pozzed?" I shook my head and blushed, "I'm so ashamed of myself, I shouldn't have done it" I said. But my hard-on showed a different story and he just leered at me "I think you knew what you were doing. You're just a filthy bastard like the rest of us." He turned, knelt on the sofa and spread his sagging, wrinkled buttocks revealing a puffy, slack brown hole glistening with lube. "C'mon," He said. "Give me your last neg load. This is what your arse is going to look like one day" He wriggled it obscenely at me. I couldn't resist. My heart was pounding and I knew now what I was. I got behind him, pressed my cock into his puffy lips and slid up him as Bill appeared again with his rubbish bag to empty the bin. He watched me fucking the wasted old body for a minute or two, then came and slipped his hand under my buttocks and squeezed my balls and fingered my cock were it entered the slimey hole. "That's it" He said. " Don't be shy. Shoot up him like his wants." He suddenly thrust his forefinger into Arthur along side my cock and I gasped with pleasure, feeling the orgasm approaching "C...cumimg! I gasped "Ooh, lovely! I can feel it shooting around my finger" Arthur was laughing as he took my load "Git your fucking finger out you dirty sod!" Bill did what he was told and winked at me as he licked the cum and juices from his forefinger. "Nice. " He said. " Sweet. And your last neg load. I know they've all fucked you. Welcome to our little club!"

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I met a man at a bath house - he was undetectable he said. He fucked me, another guy then joined us, and I sucked off a couple others. 3 weeks later I was sicker then hell, even had night sweats. That was last spring. I've tested neg ever 3 months since.

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Just read this and it took me right back to the days of gay.com; chatting hoping to connect with a guy as the evening turns to 2 am and the edging wins and you hook up with guys who 3 hrs ago you wouldn't give the time of day to. Got my first raw loads thinking the same exact things.

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!

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I got fucked 10am on a weekday by a presumed married dude who showed me his cock at the urinal. We went in a cubicle and he fucked me hard for a minute, said he was gonna cum fucked me hard for another minute and filled my arse with cum. They fuck hard because they just need to get it out of their system. I could tell by his pickup truck he had stuff he needed to get done for the rest of his day.

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

I was a decent deepthroater even back then. Met a German guy at the bathhouse who was quite impressed with my skills (he was 8" or 9" and thick). Somehow I told him that I had never taken raw dick (or any dick, actually). He told me that he was taking me back to his hotel. Got back there and stripped (received the appropriate compliments about my ass!), and was told to lie on the bed on my back with my head over the edge. Got him to the edge, at which point he pulled out. Just before I opened my mouth to ask why, he produced the brown bottle. I started to snort it, but he told me to huff it through my mouth. Three big hits (the last of which he made me hold for 10 or 15 seconds), and I started to see colours. He pushed me back on my back, put my legs over his shoulders, and pushed in with one long slow motion. I got three loads from him. Him: "why haven't you asked me my status?" Me: "you would have said something if you were poz" Him: "Good boy. Wish I could take you back to Germany. My friends would love you."

Bob spoke near my ear, ‘Welcome back, Faggot. You are in for a long night of raping and recharging. Random strangers are going to fuck and use you. Who knows, maybe some of them might know you, see you in the streets and know what a slutty cumdump you are, and you will never know who they are. These men mean business. They mean to fuck… Hard. They won’t give a shit how you feel. They will just force their way into you with their dirty cocks. Use the last bloke’s cum as their lube. And if it is all churned up and dry, they will probably piss in you or pour beer in you to keep you wet. Hell, some of these guys won’t even do that. Some of these guys want you dry. Dry so your hole grips their cocks while they fuck you hard and rip the inner walls of your arse to be sure they recharge you.’ Barry’s pace as he fucked, picked up. I moaned under the increasing pain of his raping. He grabbed my chin to make me look into his eyes. There was desire and fury in his overwhelming stare. ‘LOOK AT ME WHILE I BREED YOU!’ Barry called out. I locked onto his piercing eyes. ‘Fuck yeah!’ ‘Charge up the cunt.’ ‘You’re nothing but a fuck rag tonight. Every cock that fucks you will strip a bit of your soul away. You will become an empty vessel for these blokes to dump their dirty poz seed into. No doubt other diseases.’ Bob continued. ‘Tim over here has syphilis.’ Someone in the crowd roared. ‘Common Barry, I can’t wait any longer. I need to cum.’ Another called out. I could hear the words of encouragement from the crowd. Oh God, I thought. I’m being pozzed. Fuck! These guys think I am Poz. I tried to speak. I tried to yell and tell them that I’m neg. ‘Oh, look here. The fuck rag wants to speak.’ Bob was still behind my shoulders, holding me still so the hard fucking from Barry hit harder. He undid my gag. ‘I’M NEG! OH GOD, I’M NEG. PLEASE STOP!’ Barry stopped. Cock held still deep in my stretched-out hole. ‘Neg?’ ‘YES! Please. You need to stop.’ I could hear the gasps from the crowd. ‘Bahaha.’ Barry burst out laughing, ‘Oh boy. We have a converter. Oh, you are fucked tonight, fuck rag. Bob, grab the bag of T.’ Bob handed the bag over. Barry pulled out what I thought was quite a large shard. Barry pulled his cock out. He was careful, and I felt his knob pull on my outer ring slightly as he exited. For the first time in a little while, I felt empty. He pressed the shard against my puffy hole and held it there with his cock. Bob pressed a brown bottle under my nose. ‘A big whiff.’ I did as I was told. Bob repeated the same thing with my other nostril. I felt an instant buzz and oddly relaxed. But it was short-lived as Barry forced his cock back into me, pushing the sharp rock into my tender hole. I could feel it scrape my inner walls as it entered. I scream in pain. The crowd roared in a mixture of laughter and sexual excitement. Like before, Barry just started fucking hard and relentless. The agony of torture shuttered through me as I felt the burn in my hole. This didn’t go on for too long before I had a sudden urge to want to be fucked. This desperate need to remain full crept in. The T was kicking in. ‘I don’t think I can hold on much longer.’ Barry announced in an unsteady voice. ‘Knowing that you are neg has got me too excited… FUCK! I can feel it. I’m about to shoot my poz load in you. Fuckkkk! Are you on prep?’ ‘No!’ I moaned in my confusing state of excitement.’ ‘Fuck! Argh, Ahhh!!. Fuck, I’m cumming!!’ Barry held tight, deep inside me. He bent over my body, head pressed against my chest and I felt his cock pump jet after jet of his toxic load into me. ‘Hurry up, Barry. I can’t wait any longer.’ The last vision I saw before Bob slipped the blindfold over my eyes was Barry being pushed out of the by an older, hairless man with a long, possibly 10-inch cock. I couldn’t see his face in the shadows, but I could tell he was easily in his 60s. Barry's slick cock yanked out of my hole, and the old man pushed his knob in. His cock pushed into my puffy hole with force as my blindfold slipped over my eyes. The night was a trail of cock after cock being fucked into me. I was drunk on cum, T and poppers. Occasionally, someone would press a rag over my face, forcing me to breathe, and I would have a sudden out-of-body moment. There were times when I must have been vacant from my mind and body as, at points, I would wake feeling that there was someone different fucking me. There was a point where I woke up with the blindfold off, and I saw this old hairy man with saggy man tits, easily in his 80s, pumping away at my loose hole. I watched him stare at my smooth young body while he licked his scaly lips, entirely in his own world while he fucked away at me. Then he groaned and moaned. I knew what he was doing. ‘Fuck yeah faggot!’ Someone in the crowd yelled out. ‘The guy has full-blown AIDS.’ ‘What a pig. I have never seen a cunt take so much dirty cum.’ The old man pulled out; I felt my loose hole try to hold in all the cum, but it was too much. Gush after gush of random loads squirted out of me. This didn’t last long. Another random old man entered me, while the blindfold went over my eyes and a pipe pressed me to mouth. ‘Smoke.’ I took 3 massive hits. I was spun. My body was wet with sweat and piss. Guys pissed on me; some even made me drink their piss as they made me suck their cock. I could taste the resentence of cum and arse juices. I never cleaned out, so there was always this worry that all these cocks might reach something I don’t want to taste. But my mind was too fucked to think too heavily about that thought, and by this stage, there was no telling how long I was here and how many strangers fucked and bred me. The room smelt like a dirty bathroom. Occasionally a bloke will just walk over and cum over my face or chest. I could even feel it dry and crust in my hair. Looking in the mirror, I could not recognise the reflection beaming down on me. Bob said I would become nothing but a cum rag. And that’s precisely what I could see looking down on me. ‘Hey guys,’ I heard Barry call out. ‘Who wants to double dick the cunt?!’ Fuck no. I thought. But strangely, I felt my cock tingle at the thought. I have never had two dicks in me at once. ‘Look at this. The fuck rag is getting a stiffie over the thought of being fucked by two cocks at once.’ There was a keyboard tone ringing in the background. Was someone on a computer? I thought. ‘Hang on, boys. I’m about to cum.’ Said the guy raping my hole. He picked up his pace; he was getting close. The keyboard sound was getting louder and louder, as he pumped harder and harder. ‘HERE I CU…..’ ‘Wake up.’ I felt my body being shaken. ‘Wake up.’ My eyes opened to my face pressed heavily against my computer keyboard. Then, my eyes adjusted to see my boyfriend looking down at me. ‘What are you doing?' I turned my head, and in my hazy eyesight, I could see my computer screen with a X-twitter on the browser and an image of two older blokes fucking a younger guy on an ottoman with big, bold writing across the images saying, Retweet if you love strangers pozzing you. ‘Are you into poz play? Do you want to get pozzed?’ ‘What? Um, what?’ ‘You disgusting pig. I knew there was a reason I couldn’t touch you. Have you been getting fucked by poz guys?’ ‘No.’ I mumbled. ‘But you want to?’ I couldn’t find the strength to speak. ‘Maybe, I should whore you out. Sell off your status.’ My ears twitched. Did I hear that right? I thought. I looked up at my boyfriend, who had this evil grin. ‘Let’s make some money, faggot.’ The corner of his grin slightly lifted. ‘Maybe I need to give you a little bit of influence.’ And he held up a bag of T.

Introduced to Vaseline by my dad leaving it in my night stand with a towel and a note saying it time you start washing your own laundry and sheets! Lol! I loved fucking with it too!

My regret is not committing to being a whore sooner.

"Yeah, very nice." His finger slid between my buttocks and began to rub lube into my hole, even as the three of them carried on a conversatio. "You ok, Fred?" Said Sid to the man he was fucking. "Yeah, good." Came the reply. "But I'll have to go soon and get some shopping for dinner." The third man released my cock and said. "The local supermarket has some good offers." It was bizarre. There I was, shorts around my ankles being sucked for the first time by a man old enough to be my grandfather, and in the middle of a conversation about shopping! The third man, whose name was Frank, held up the bottle to me. "Take a sniff?" He said. "It's only poppers." Not wanting to be ungrateful, I sniffed the bottle and felt the poppers explode in my head, my heart pound and a dangerous lack of inhibition sweep over me. "Yep," Said Fred. "I better get on." He leaned forward until Sid's cock slid out of him, then got off the bed and began to wipe his arse with a tissue. "Same time next week?" Said Sid. As he spoke, he casually pulled me in front of him and pushed me forward until I was kneeling on the bed, arse upraised. My head was spinning as he began to push his cock into me. "Well, ask Bill to make some tea on the way out, would you?" His words were so casual, so ordinary, I was confused and unwilling to say anything as he was sliding his bare cock deliciously up me.

At the top of the stairs was a short corridor and on the left was a TV room playing porn. I had, of course, looked at plenty of porn in the secrecy of my bedroom, but seeing naked guys having sex on a big screen was exciting. I was also quite shocked to see they weren't using condoms as the camera zoomed in on a thick cock ploughing a gaping arsehole. A very old man sat on a sofa watching the film. He was naked and playing with a large, thick cock. He stared at me as I came in and emptied the bin of tissues with shaking hands. My cock was hard in my shorts and I could see him looking at it. Then he licked his lips and winked at me, all the time stroking his erection. I left him there, and went next door on shaky legs. The door was closed, and I heard someone gasping and grunting and a voice saying "Yeah...fuck him... that's it. Do him good." I didn't know what to do, but I was supposed to empty the bins, so I opened the door and went in. There was a large, circular bed in the middle of the room. A small, plump old man was kneeling on the edge being fucked by a tall thin man with shaven pubes as the third man lay on his side on the bed stroking his head and feeding him his cock. "Fuck him." He said again. I was shocked, and excited and embarrassed all at the same time, and stood there stupidly with my plastic bag, not knowing what to do. The tall, thin man who was fucking smiled at me and said "Don't mind us...ooff that's nice...you must be new?" He was so nonchalant I said "Yes, I'm Timmy" In a voice thik with excitement. "Good to meet you. I'm Sid" He said. He drew his cock out of the arsehole and I saw it was glistening with lube and bare. "is it still raining outside?" He said. I couldn't believe he was so casual, carrying on a conversation about the weather as he barebacked the fat arse in front of him. I found myself standing next to him, watching, as the third man opened a brown bottle. Suddenly, the room was filled with an aroma which made my heart pound and my cock even stiffer in my shorts. "Not gong to University, then?" He said, his hand feeling down the back of my shorts and caressing my arse. "N..no." I said. What is this? I thought. But his voice was so calm, so seductive I began to relax and diddn't resist as he took my hand, lent back and got me to feel his cock where it entered the kneeling man. The third man sat up and swung round onto the edge of the bed. "Good to meet you." He said. "Has Bill put the kettle on yet?" As he spoke, he casually grasped my shorts and pulled them forward and down, releasing my cock which sprang up like a poker. "Oh very nice" He said matter of factly. And then he took it into his mouth and I felt myself being sucked for the first time. I gasped, even as Sid leant down, picked up a crumpled tube of lube and squeezed some on his finger. "Yeah,

You shouldn't have worried. Personally, I feel like there is no such thing as "too young" in this case anyway. If a boy, no matter how young, realizes he's got a pussy between his buttcheeks and feels the urge to have a big bare daddydick shoved into it, in most cases nature will find a way. When I was 11, no one had ever talked to me about what gay sex felt like or how it all worked, but still (maybe that was my immature, purely instinct-driven gaydar) I just seemed to run into the "right" kind of daddies again and again... If you are born a little faggot, sooner or later your tight virgin boyhole will start itching, aching to get fucked and bred. Some will be in college already but others may not be older than 7 or 8 when they feel that itch for the first time. Luckily, there are almost always some understanding daddies around, able and willing to scratch that itch for you with their bare adult dicks... To this day I can remember getting my first taste of a man's load when he shoved two fingers into my sore, well-fucked pussy and than pulled out, wiping his calloused, hairy fingers - fresh from my no-longer-virgin boyhole and coated in his daddycum - on my outstretched tongue...