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I had just sat in at the rowing machine in my gym when I noticed a stunning young man who looked Middle Eastern. He was sweating away on the stair master in front of me. I had a bird’s eye view of his perfect bubble butt and his well-developed calves and thighs as they worked their muscular dance. Thankfully he couldn’t see how intensely I was staring. I started to row and soon found I had set my pace to his movement. It was a bit faster and more vigorous that my normal workout rate, but I had become mesmerized. I had been so hypnotized by the oscillation of his ass cheeks that I didn’t notice when he first stepped off his machine and turned to take in the entirety of the gym. I stayed in my trance so long that he began to stare back at me. I awoke deeply startled and embarrassed when he began to move in my direction. He gracefully traveled to the rowing machine beside me and moved directly into action. I tried to avert my attention but caught myself straining to watch him out of the corner of my eye. He started by setting his pace with mine and soon started to speed up ever so slightly. Unconsciously I found myself being drawn; seduced, to speed up with him. I was once again soon in a trance and lost track of how much my eyes had turned to focus on his well-developed arms. I thought the thick black hair on them was just about the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The tightening and relaxing rhythm of his muscles as the carriage slid back and forth was like the working of a steam engine piston. My gaze moved beyond his arms to notice his bare torso showing through the almost waist deep cut of the arms of his workout shirt. His six-pack rippled, his pectorals pulsed, and his dark nipple … well, what can I say? … a man’s nipple is like a sexual magnet for my eyes. Especially when it is seductively peaking out from behind his gapping shirt. I was still rowing but my head was now clearly turned and staring at this gorgeous specimen of a man. If he noticed he hadn’t let on. I took in his warm face with thick five o’clock shadow, his flowing black longish wavy hair, and those dark dark brown eyes. They were focused directly in front of him, was he oblivious to my shameless attention and staring? Or was he intentionally teasing my sexual desire for such an unattainable specimen of a man? My cock was now fully aroused and tenting my work-out shorts. Why had a put on the jock strap with the mesh pouch when I left the stand-up tanning booth? The mesh was stretchy and designed to grow with the hardening tool inside. Without thinking I reached to adjust my hard on and the handles went crashing forward smacking my knees as they passed. An involuntary yelp exploded through my tightly clenched lips, followed by the ever present Canadian “Sorry.” He stopped rowing and asked if I was OK. Painfully aware he was now the one staring my erection twitched as if to say “here, over here, notice me.” He’d heard it loud and clear. He didn’t believe my response; “Oh sorry, no I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine. That looks mighty uncomfortable, and I think you need some help with it.” He said this with a teasing grin. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” I blurted. “You say sorry a lot. Is that your pat response when a guy comes on to you?” I could barely register his words I was so embarrassed and shocked. “Sorry. A guy like you wouldn’t want to fuck me.” ‘My God’ I thought, ‘did I say that with my outside voice?’ “Actually, I think your one sexy Silver Daddy. Nothing I’d like more than to get a piece of your hairy ass.” Did he not realize we were in the middle of a busy public gym? “Um … um … thanks?” I was so flustered it came out as a question. His encouraging voice and Middle Eastern accent; “Come on, lets go.” , as he jumped up from his machine. I sat staring at my tent, “But, but…?” “Celebrate it daddy, let’s show it off, no need to be embarrassed.” His words of encouragement. I reluctantly stood and he took my hand leading me toward the lockers. When I slowed to search for my lock his grip increased, and he yanked me on and into one of the shower rooms. Closing and locking the door he pushed me against the wall and planted a full lipped passionate kiss on my mouth. I soon melted from my frozen shock and our tongues began exploring the inside of each others’ mouths. After a full two minutes we broke the face sucking, and he was the first to speak. “Fuck yea daddy! You are one good kisser, I like that!” I couldn’t say anything, I just stood their melting under the gaze of those beautiful dark eyes. He then reached over and pulled my stretched wife beater over my head. He tossed it aside and ran his dark fingers through my thick chest hair. When I still didn’t move, he ripped off his shirt and quickly leaned in to suck on my nipples. As he gave them intense and lingering attention I felt his hand push down my shorts, then my jock, finally releasing my 8 inch hard on. He was soon on his knees with my cock deeply down his throat. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure. His hands made their way to my ass cheeks and a finger searched and found my sweaty hole. It quickly breached my ring. My cock left his mouth and the finger went in. He relished the taste with a loud. “Mmmmm’. Then his hands returned to my waist spinning me around and bending me toward the wall. His warm mouth found my hole and he was soon rimming me. If I wasn’t before, I was now putty to his whims. He orally serviced my ass eventually adding more and more fingers for a good five minutes. Only then did he stand and move in close behind me. The head of his cock teased at my rear entrance. Now this was 1992. I had lost a dozen friends to AIDS and had been practicing and promoting safe sex for 5 years. I could tell his hand was directing his tool directly at my hole and the pressure was building. I needed to speak up since this was all going much faster than I had expected. “I don’t suppose you have a condom in your gym shorts.” “You would suppose correctly. At least let me insert just the tip.” He gently pleaded. “Sorry bud, but unless it’s covered with a condom it’s not going in my ass.” “Are you sure?, ‘cause you don’t seem to be moving.” He was correct. I hadn’t pulled away. If anything my ass had developed a mind of it’s own and was pushing back toward his raw mushroom head. With great effort on my part I turned my back to the wall and for the first time was able to take in his naked beauty. He was as stunning as a naked Greek Olimpian Statue, more so due to his dark skin. And the tool that had been teasing my ass was magnificent. The size and length of a very fat Cuban cigar. He saw me eyeing it. “Go on, suck it, I know you want to.” I was put off a bit by his confidence. But who was I fooling, of course I wanted to suck it. So, I did. At first just the tip, then in ‘til halfway, and soon deep throating. His moans of pleasure assured me I was doing my usual good job. His hands rested on the back of my head, and he was soon giving me a vigorous face fucking. Every now and then he would push in and hold it deep. The hold continuing until I’d choke and then he’d let me pull off and get my breath. Eventually he moaned. “I’m getting close.” I took a break from my oral ministrations long enough to say; “Fuck yah! Fuck that load into me! I had meant my mouth. He pulled me up and turned me to the wall before I took my next breath. With his raw cock pushing at my ring I cried out, “Not there, I didn’t mean there!” “You said; Fuck that load into me.” He spoke right into my ear and shivers went throughout my entire body. “I meant, fuck my face, cum down my throat.” “Yeah. That could be arranged, but first I know you at least want to feel the tip in you. I can feel you pushing back.” He was right. With a mind of it’s own my ass was pushing back and my ring was trying very hard to fight my brain. It won the battle, relaxed and in popped his naked mushroom head. The searing pain reminded me of the paradise and pleasure that would follow as his rod sank deeper into me. Without effort or thought my ass began sucking in his raw cock, all it wanted was relief from this momentary pain. When he was balls deep, he again spoke softly into my ear. “There you go. That’s what you wanted.” “Fuck, that feels so good! I’d forgotten how good skin on skin feels it’s been so long.” I moaned with deep pleasure. That’s when he started to fuck me. “What are you doing?” I cried “Fucking my load into you, just like you asked.” Again in my ear and sending electric shots through my spine. “No, you said, just the tip. For God’s sake don’t cum in me!” I didn’t think he could get any closer to my ear but these words came as if he was inside my ear; “You said don’t cum. Interesting you didn’t say don’t fuck you, and you’re still not pulling away.” Damn, he was twisting my words. But he was right about my lack of initiative to stop him. He was now consistently hitting my prostrate. I couldn’t have pulled away even if I’d had a tow truck at my aid. “I’m very close, ask me to breed you.” He was speaking right into my soul. With a rush I remembered how much I used to love the feeling of my gut being filled with a man’s warm cum. As I screamed “No, don’t cum in me!” my hands grabbed his ass and pulled him and his raw cock in deeper than ever. Simultaneously I had my first powerful anal orgasm in many, many years. This orgasm went on and on as I realized I was milking every drop of the beautiful strangers load deep into my gut cavity. When he caught his breath, still deep inside me he said; “Oh yeah Daddy, that’s what you needed now wasn’t it?” “Awe, I guess you’re right. But I didn’t know it. I’m still not sure I should have allowed it.” “Well, you did, and we both loved it! Now it seems a shame to not get you to return the favor daddy.” I couldn’t believe what my ears were hearing from this astoundingly handsome and sexy young man. “You want me to fuck you?!” “I want your load daddy!” “You want me to fuck you bareback? You don’t even know me and you want me to breed your beautiful ass?!” “You don’t know me and just let me breed your hairy ass.” This talk had him re-hardening in my fuck shoot and he reached to grab my super hard cock. “Clearly you are as excited about this prospect as I am.” “No” I feebly protested. He was not fooled and drilled into me deeper and harder and faster than ever. Within a dozen strokes he was blasting off deep in my ass once again. “Fuck, you are amazing!” I exclaimed “That’s two for you old guy. Time to return the favor. That is if you can.” He taunted. I had him turned and bent to the wall in a flash. Without thinking my raw tool was balls deep in his fuck shoot. I was instantly unloading and breeding my first stranger in many, many years. He quickly pulled off, turned, crouched and was cleaning my now spent erection with his mouth. I was amazed as my cock hardened yet once again in his mouth. “Looks like we’re not done yet you sly Silver Fox. Let’s shower and go back and share this fun with my college roommates. Their gonna love your slutty bareback ass as much as they did mine when they pumped three loads into me before I came to the gym.” ‘Awe’ I thought, ‘so he had been prelubed. No wonder I got in balls deep so easily.’

Chapter 3 The morning workshop dragged but then lunchtime came and Cody and I got a table together. ‘So tell me about you’ Cody asked. ‘Not much to say, I’m down from Manchester for this conference for the next three days and nights then back up home’ ‘Ah I’m moving north to Manchester with my new job placement in a couple of months , we could hook up there if u fancy it when I move’ ‘Hmm I would like that but it may be difficult’ I cryptically replied. ‘Aahh now I know, let me guess you’re married or living with a girl, but she doesn’t know of your love for cock…..’ ’is it that obvious?’ ‘ Well you look straightish, but u are my type , we can always work with that!’ He smiled at me. Give me your phone. ‘ I complied and he started typing. ‘I’m putting in my number so we can stay in touch. Where are u staying whilst your here?’ I told him which travelogue I was in. ‘Cool, he replied I’ll check out of mine and transfer, we may as well be in the same hotel if we’re sharing downtime’ ‘ err ok yes ….’ I stammered, though quite liking Cody taking control. ‘Who is Greg?’ Cody continued. ‘Oh he was a guy who I connected with last night’ I stammered’ but I think I messed up’ ‘oh how?’ ‘. Well he was an escort and after he fucked me he told me he was poz, and he came in me’ ‘Ah,’ Cody smiled ‘nothing wrong in that, bet it turned you on though?’ ‘Not at first but it did afterwards’ ‘Yes you’ll start craving poz cock once you’ve had a taste. I did, now I’m poz as well’ My eyes widened ‘Don’t worry I’m on meds, I’m undetectable’ Cody continued , and started to type into my phone ‘ but I’ll come off for you if you want’ ‘erm I’m not at that stage yet.. I’m still married remember’ Cody winked. ‘I’ve met married guys before, once they taste cock they go down a one way street…just saying’ We chatted through lunch, and bonded further in the afternoon workshop. The end of the day couldn’t come soon enough. ‘Come on we’re going back to your place’ Cody announced. ‘I’ve been horny all day and can’t wait to get into your pants, plus I’ve a surprise lined up’ We got the tube back to my hotel and crashed through the door and started stripping like two teenagers. I couldn’t wait to get my clothes off. I was soon on my knees and sucking Cody’s cock when there was a knock on the door. Cody pulled away and opened the door. My eyes widened when Greg walked in again. ‘Hi tiger’ he smiled, ‘knew you’d want more’ ‘but err’ I stammered. ’I read your texts, when I borrowed your phone. It got me so horny, especially when you told me he was poz’ I was speechless and horny at the same time. ‘Ben here is gay. He doesn’t realise it fully yet but he is. He is going to become my boyfriend and come out of his closet when I move up north in a couple of months. However we need to give him a helping hand Greg. He has a wife at the moment, but most women don’t want to fuck poz gay men. See where I’m going Greg?’ ‘Sure do’ Greg smiled. ‘ On the bed Ben, he ordered’ . My cock was hard and all I could focus on were the two thick cocks in front of me. The words blurred and I just wanted to do as I was told. I lay on the bed. Cody appeared above my head, his cock inches from my mouth. It was natural just to open my mouth and his cock slid in, before he lowered his weight on me, keeping me in place. I felt my legs being lifted and then breath on my ass before feeling Greg rim my hole. The sensation had me sucking harder on Cody’s cock. I soon felt something more and realised that Greg was sliding his cock in my hole. I felt myself being stretched but couldn’t say anything with Codyf fucking my mouth. ‘That’s it Greg. He was telling me only this lunchtime how poz cum turned him on, and he just wanted bareback sex with poz guys till he got bred’ Cody lied. ‘Is that so, well he will certainly be going back home with every chance of converting for you, I’ll make sure of that!’ Greg added as he pounded my ass. I should have been scared but just loved Cody’s cock in my mouth. ‘I’m nearly coming babe’ Cody added, ‘ I want you to swallow it all again’ I nodded ‘ good little piggy’ he added. I felt his cock twitch before I could feel him cum in my mouth. I was concentrating in swallowing his cum when I heard Greg growl ‘Poz load incoming for our new faggot’ and felt him ram my ass one last time before cumming in me. I breathed as Cody lifted his cock out of my mouth. I became aware that Greg was ramming his fingers in my arse, ‘we want these little soldiers to take , don’t we Ben? You will thank me one day, I’m trying to set you free. You’re a natural bottom and I can tell Cody here will be a great boyfriend’ I was stunned into silence and Cody kissed me, his tongue snaking into my mouth. I reciprocated as he started wanking my cock. I was so turned on’ just do it, make me yours, just poz me’ I whispered as I could feel my orgasm approach. ‘ I knew you would want it babe’ he replied as my cock twitched and I shot my load over my chest. This one’s on the house, on the basis I’ll come again before u go home’ Greg whispered as he dressed. I’ll leave you in Cody’s capable hands’ I heard the door click as he left. Cody said, ‘ you have a shower, let’s go out for a bite to eat and let’s see where the night takes us. I’ll pop back to my hotel and checkout and I’ll move in with you for the rest of the week. He quickly dressed and left, leaving me to my thoughts as the hot water of the shower washed over me. What was happening ? so much happened so naturally. Was I turning, did I have a choice? Or did I want it? …… to be continued…..

I Like to sit naked on my couch with my legs spread wide with my cocksucker kneeling between them. I like him to worship first my balls, lick them, take them in his mouth and suck on them, lick my shaft, tease my helmet. All that gives me a raging hardon. Only then do I allow him to put his mouth over my cock. He must take all my shaft in his mouth until his chin is pressed against my balls. He’s gotta suck me as long as I need, edging me and keeping me close. Then I’ll decide if I’m gunna cum in his mouth, over his tongue or go deep and cum in his throat. Of course he’s got to swallow all my seed.

Speaking from personal experience even in 1992: once you take that first bare cock after several years and feel the first load in you, there is no going back to rubbers.

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.

top here. just did that with 2 bottom buds. It was fantastic sliding inside one and pulling out and sliding inside the other. I loaded each one by the way,

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.

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

I have some humble cum load goals this year: 1. Beat my record of 4 loads taken in a night 2. Take 60 loads by the end of the year Small goals for some, but ambitious for me and will be fun to try and meet

Just what a hungry daddy cunt wants. A younger, dominant guy looking to rut an older man & leave his seed deep in his guts.

As I’m getting older, the chance of hooking up decreases. It simply the way it happens. At least, at the baths, they see what they are getting. I’ve quit inviting strangers to my home. Too many things disappear or guys just aren’t respectful. Overall, my best to get a cheap sleazy motel room. I move in Friday afternoon and book to Monday morning.

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

Didn't know what too choice 🤣🤣

I am making my way down to South Melbourne Market today, heading to Chef Hat. I’m planning to buy some plates, the ones with raised circular edges. I’m following Apple Maps on my phone, and it’s leading me down a direction I don’t usually take, but I get to my destination nonetheless. It’s on the other side of the market, and I make a few turns here and there, searching for parking. I find a spot—30 minutes only. I turn off the engine, park, and step out. I make my way toward the shop, confident I know the way, a podcast playing in my ears as I navigate through the crowd, until … I realize I’m on the opposite side of the market. I know where I am—I’ve been here before—but I was so sure I’d made the right turn. And now? The world feels like it’s spinning. My sense of direction has completely vanished. Worst of all, I don’t know where my car is. I think I parked near some apartment buildings? I look at my watch. Only five minutes have passed. I try to backtrack. I think I crossed two crossways, or was it one? Did I pass this coffee shop on my way here? I want to retrace my steps, but I can’t remember a thing. I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings at all. A flicker of panic rises in my chest, but I keep it hidden, making sure I don’t look lost to anyone watching. I’ve always been good with directions, so why does it feel like a part of my memory has been erased, no matter how hard I try to recall I think about the fine I’ll get if I don’t move my car in time. I think about how, if my partner were here, this might not have happened—another set of eyes, another brain to remember. I catch myself breathing a little faster now as I wander from street to street. There are so many people. Too many. Then, somewhere off in the distance, I spot it. My car. The little blue Jazz I’ve had for 14 years now, parked neatly by the curb outside someone’s house. Relief floods over me as I realize it’s only two minutes away from the shop. If only I’d paid more attention. As I walk back to my car, it hits me: life now is just one person—me. It used to be my partner and me, doing everything together. There were advantages to that. It felt like we could accomplish anything together. Now? It’s just me, and I’m still learning to do things on my own. It feels jarring at times, disorienting, like today. Traveling was another thing he helped me with. I was never confident to travel on my own; the thought terrified me. I always worried about being lost in another country where I didn’t know anyone or couldn’t speak the language. I still don’t think I have the courage to do it on my own, if ever. I bet the world would spin just like it did today if I found myself lost and alone. But when I’m with someone, I can bounce ideas off them if we ever get into trouble. I’ll never feel truly alone, even when we’re lost. It’s something I’m realizing about myself today—I don’t fear being lost as much as I fear being lost alone. I know I’ll have to come to terms with this feeling until I can stand on my own two feet again. It’s going to take time. I’ll probably stumble a few more times along the way, but life demands it. Life demands us to keep moving, to adapt, to keep going.

Harvey was a tease. I met him when he was 18. My friend was trying to get with one of Harvey’s friends and we ended up going back to their place. My friend ended up hooking up with the other guy in one of the bedrooms and I sat talking with Harvey on the couch in the living room. He was a slender, blonde twink with soft features and great lips. I found out he was a total bottom. He straddled me on the couch and ground his ass on my crotch. “I bet you wanna fuck me,” he said. “Of course I do,” I replied. “Unfortunately that won’t be happening tonight,” he said. He didn’t say why but I told him it was cool. Then he leaned down and gently kissed me. His lips were perfection. The kiss was soft and gentle, he didn’t use his tongue for the first minutes, but then slowly introduced it. I have never gotten closer to cumming from just a kiss. We must have kissed for nearly 30 minutes before my friend came out from the bedroom and we left. I saw Harvey every couple months over the next year or two and he would always throw his arms around my neck and give me those incredible soft kisses. I was so ready to fuck this twink but he always had some excuse for not going back to my place. One night I was walking from one bar to another when I saw him approaching from the other direction. “I was hoping to see you tonight,” he said. “Why’s that?” I asked. He pulled a condom out of his pocket and showed it to me. He grabbed me by the hand and led me to a parking lot in the next block. We went behind a van that blocked us from the street and he started kissing me. He unbuckled my belt and opened my pants and took out my rock hard cock. “Wow, I should’ve let you fuck me a long time ago with this thing,” he said before using those gorgeous lips to suck me. He did that for about 30 seconds and then took the condom out and rolled it onto me. He stood up, turned around and started to undo his pants. And then his phone rang. He looked at it and said he had to take it. It was one of his friends needing to leave. He said he had to go and I told him I could be quick. He smiled, gave me a kiss and squeezed my cock and walked off, leaving me with a condom wrapped cock poking out into the night. I pulled it off, zipped up, and went on to the bar. A couple years later it was my last night living in my apartment downtown. I decided to make one more trip to the bars. After a couple of drinks I was ready to leave and I ran into Harvey. He gave me one of those soft kisses and asked where I was going. I told him I was going home for the night and he asked if he could walk me. I said yes and we went back to my place. I invited him up. My place was empty except for my mattress and a couple boxes that I had moved out to the living room. We sat on the mattress and he kissed me some more. “How come you never fucked me?” He asked. I was incredulous. “You never wanted me to,” I shot back. “Guess you never tried that hard,” he teased. “Well I’m going to tonight,” I told him. He stood up. I figured he was going to walk out being the tease he is, but he turned to me and started unbuttoning his shirt. He did a slow strip tease for me, finally pulling down his pants to reveal a tiny jock strap covering his cock. He pulled me to my feet and stripped off my shirt and pulled my pants and underwear off in one go. Those gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock and he sucked me for a few minutes before laying down on his back on the mattress. I got on top of him and we started kissing, my cock sliding over his jock strap. As we kissed I pulled my hips back enough to let my cock fall between his legs and down to his crack. I started gently thrusting as I lifted his legs slightly so my cock would come in contact with his hole. I started to push inside but he squeezed his legs tight around me to stop me moving. “You have to rim me before you fuck me,” he told me. I flipped him face down and spread his cheeks apart and dove in. I ate him out for nearly 5 minutes, getting his hole wet and loose. I moved up his body so my cock nestled in his ass crack and started slowly sliding the head of my dick across his asshole as I kissed his neck. After a couple strokes I let it settle at his entrance and started to push in, only the spit from my rim job and my precum providing any lubrication. I felt the head slip through his sphincter and then felt him clench hard. “You have a condom,” he asked. “I don’t think so,” I replied. “Too bad,” he said, bucking his hips slightly so I slid out of him. “Listen up you little cock tease,” I snapped in his ear. “I’ve been waiting to fuck this ass for years and if the only way I’m doing that tonight is bareback, then I’m lubing my cock with spit and fucking you raw until I cum deep in your ass. Then you’re gonna wait on your hands and knees while I watch my load drip out of your hole.” I was mostly joking of course in my own teasing way, of course I’d only fuck someone bare if they wanted it, but then I heard: “yes daddy.” I moved up to his head, put my cock at his lips and grabbed his hair. “Get me wet,” I ordered. He spent a few moments slobbering on my cock occasionally encouraging me to hold his head as far down on my cock as I could. I was a bit surprised as he’s always so tender when we kissed, I didn’t realize he liked it so rough. I pulled him off my cock and he looked at me and said “fuck me, and don’t be gentle.” I took my soaked cock back to his hole, put one hand on the small of his back, the other on the side of his head pressing him down into the mattress and slid balls deep into him. He moaned in pleasure. I started pounding him ruthlessly with my bare cock. He kept telling to go harder and I kept increasing my thrusting. Suddenly I stopped with my cock deep in him and started tonguing his ear. He started bucking his hips trying to get some movement going. “Beg for it,” I ordered. “Breed me daddy,” he moaned. “Fuck me until you cum.” I pulled out of him and flipped him over on his back. I put his legs on my shoulders and sank my uncovered cock back into him and started my relentless fucking again. He took my hands and put them at his throat, not really my thing but you gotta make your bottoms happy. I had him almost folded in half as I choked him and kissed him. I was quickly running out of stamina from fucking so hard, but I could feel my orgasm approaching. A few more thrust sent me over the edge, my semen flooded into him. I collapsed down on to him. “Fuck I love being bred,” he said. “I love breeding,” I told him. “Now get on your hands and knees.” I pulled out of him with a squelch and he got on all fours with his gaping ass pointing at me. I spread his cheeks apart as he flexed his hole. After a few seconds I saw the white of my sperm appear at his hole, followed shortly by a blob of it sliding out and down his ballsack. Fucking hot. I smacked him on the ass and cuddled him to my chest. We spent the next 30 minutes gently kissing. He left after that.

This is an excellent explanation.

I am not sure If I consider myself to have a smoking fetish, but I do enjoy smoking a cigar while a cum hungry sub orally drained my sack. I am only an occasional cigar smoker these days and never got into smoking cigarettes. it started in my in my 20’s when the my live in BF started exploding his kinky side. When I got home from work one Friday afternoon, he met me at the door wearing only a jock strap. He said he wanted to try something new. he escorted me to my chair in the living room and removed my dress shoes and socks; I had a suit and tie job at that time. He had already poured me me a bourbon in a highball. As I was sipping my drink he went to the kitchen and returned with a tray; cigar, ashtray, wooden matches, and a cutter. He proceeded to prepare my cigar. after he placed the cigar in my mouth, he lit it. As I started to enjoy the smoke and drink, he unzipped the fly on my dress pants and fished my cock out of my boxers. He proceeded to give me the best blowjob I had ever had to that point. It was probably the ritual associated with the act that made it so great. After he swallowed my load, I think he thought he was done.. nope. I told him to keep going because I was still smoking. Eventually he worked out a second load. I think using a pig as an ashtray might be really hot. Add in some piss play and I might easily develop a smoking fetish.

70 now after my GC trip start of the year. Highest daily was 14 💦.

I was 18, a rich kid with an apartment, a car and an allowance from my parents so I didn't need the money and never considered paying. The first time a man paid to fuck me I did it for the thrill. I wanted to be a full time professional escort when I was 28 so I set up a profile online and advertised in all the gay magazines. With so many men paying me to fuck them and some paid to fuck me I wanted to experience paying someone to fuck me but I knew everyone. I flew abroad to stay with my friend at his bnb. I told him what I wanted and he arranged for 6 escorts for me to choose 1 from. I paid for all 6 overnight

I keep reminding guys … not hard does not mean he’s not turned on

I’ll close this trip report with a recap of yesterday - Friday Jan 10. This will be my last report from GC as today is more of a rest and recuperate day even though I’ll probably end up with a couple of hookups later today. Trip total loads: 78 in the ass, 5 in the mouth. 69 and 4 of these belong to the new year. If I take loads at this rate I will get 2456 loads this year. Which obviously won’t happen but it shows what a fun and cum filled time I had. Thanks to all the tops - the variety of dicks many huge ones, all the loads shot inside me. Also thanks my loyal readers and pig bros on this site. It’s fun to share this with you as I now go into more work focus the next few months. Friday Jan 10 Started the day with 2 hookups at home as I was horny af in the morning. 2 a bit kinky tops came one after the other to my place and one in particular had a really awesome fat dick to stretch me open. Then it was a long walk and a beach day at the gay nude beach. The waves were huge so was fun to see. Then had a very late lunch and proceeded to start planning and prepping the night. Unfortunately it was hard for me to clean so I wasn’t able to get the 4-6 loads I like collecting before going out for a cummy start to the clubs. Well never mind that because Factory turned out to be that much more awesome once I finally was clean and ready. Almost the second I stepped in to factory I was being fucked and spit roasted half the 3 hours I spent there. I got at least 10 loads could have been more I swear as I was the bb cumdump bottom on the big mattress yet again with a line of guys waiting to cum in me. So hot. I was out with a Vers / bottom buddy and he likes to both pimp my ass for passerby’s and work as an overflow bottom so it was a really fun and great dynamic we had with lots of action and loads for him too. When I got up for air after about 90 min of fucking and breeding with a super wet ass it was getting a bit quiet. Factory is like that. Guys come to fuck and breed and not hang all evening so it’s really perfect. Since we were up for more we decided to go to construction around 2am. Now I gotta say the dynamic of Construction has changed a bit for the worse. Firstly the dark part of the darkroom (the most popular part) is a bit too small so it’s overcrowded and hard to do stuff there. Second, there were 3-4 trolls that kept interrupting a lot of the action that was happening. Not just for me but for a bunch of guys. Guys; it’s not cool to try to inject yourself into a fuck by forcing yourself under the bottom getting fucked and starting to suck his dick against his will. Like not cool!!! And I’m saying that as a very friendly slut that tolerates a lot. Well despite that it was of course several nice fucks to be had and about 4 loads I think. Then after an hour or so it was getting more and more quiet and there were at this point many more bottoms than tops, so it was about time to call it a night and not a bad one with 14 loads up my open cummy hole and 1 swallowed. The main lesson of this trip: Always go to Factory it is THE best and I was always fucked and bred there continuously!

Years ago when I was in my 20’s, my then partner told me that he used to see a guy and fuck him (safe) and the guy used to pay my partner £100. He asked my partner if he had any mates he could bring, so I started going. He was big into Scally lad (trackies, trainers, baseball caps) so we went in ‘Scally drag’. I was expecting some horror to be living in the house but he was actually some Scottish guy, not much older than me and quite good looking. The first time I met him, he couldn’t stop looking at me and I knew I had him. That evening, we both left with £100 in our pocket and before we got home, he’d messaged my partner to ask for my number. Next day, he asked if I could come back alone for a session and he’d “make it worth my while”. So I did and I got double the money. That started a 6 month ‘friendship’ where I’d dress as a Scally and go and see him. After a couple of visits he was buying me Scally clothes to wear, trainers and the cash was going up and up. I was never sure what he did but, judging by his house, money was not an object. I arrived one time to find £500 in an envelope and two new pairs of trainers. He was a very generous guy and he asked me once if I could spend a full day with him. I told him yes but it would cost him. He told me to name my price. So I did. What he paid me covered the cost of my first trip to New York!! Had to put in the performance of a life time though. I’m not (and never have been) a natural top but that was what he wanted. He also thought I was a straight lad into football and with a ‘bird’. It was still great fun though. He also used to pay me for a condom full of my load so he could drink it later. £10 a time! I used to drop them off at his house, pick up the cash and leave. One time he asked me if I’d pour them all in his hole and it wasn’t long after that I was shooting them in him fresh from the tap! Don’t know what happened to him but he was great fun while it lasted!

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.

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

I didn't realize how late it had gotten with Ryan and Drew, and realizing it was after midnight I simply pulled the covers up and drifted off, my ass and cock still a mess, and now my bed as well. But I didn't care, the orgasmic bliss that I was in just gently led me into the dream world. The next two days flew by as the weekend arrived, and I was awoken early Saturday morning by the chime of my phone. I had a message from a profile that, despite the lack of a head, I could tell had to be Drew. Tagging him as a buddy, I responded to his message and found he was crashing at Ryan's and wondered if he could come over for some morning action. My libido was apparently back in overdrive and I told him to head over when he was ready. As I prepared for his arrival, I worked a decent width dildo up my ass to try and prepare myself for my hole being stretched wide. I also grabbed my set of sounds and gently probed my cock with a few different sizes while gently stroking. Another message from Drew informed me he was just 10 minutes out, so I pushed the dildo out with a plop and put my sounds away. I hopped in the shower and rinsed off, and decided to let loose a stream of piss as I emptied my bladder. It burned a bit as I pissed, and I chided myself for apparently not having used enough lube on the sounds. Shaking the last few drops away I soaped up quickly, rinsed off, and had just finished toweling when I heard the knock at my door. I didn't even bother to dress, and as I swung the door open Drew charged in and took me in a fierce embrace. I hadn't expected that, and as he pushed the door shut behind him, he broke off the kiss and stepped back to undress. I took in the view as he shucked his jacket and sweats--apparently all he had bothered to throw on. I admired his firm chest and body, and his shaggy brown hair with a light scruff drove me wild. His green eyes pierced deep into mine as he stood, his uncut meat already rising and a strand of milkish-colored precum dangling. He never broke eye contact as he approached me, and kissed me again. We stood there, just inside my door, our lips locked for almost five minutes just savoring each other's mouth. Drew pulled back and once again locking eyes on me said, "fuck man, as good as I remember you looking," with a devilish grin. He reached out and, placing one hand on each shoulder, turned me around and leaned me forward. He used his legs to spread mine apart slightly and I felt him guide the tip of his cock to my hole. He had been leaking his precum a good bit during our make out session, and I felt my hole become instantly slick. He spit twice into his hand and I felt him reach down and slather it on his cock as he began to push his head into me. The foreskin of his cock slid back, allowing his head to penetrate me relatively easily, but his shaft had become solid and inflexibly rigid. Despite my earlier work with the dildo I clearly had not opened up enough, but Drew kept pushing and it started to hurt as I felt my hole begin to stretch beyond its comfort zone. He paused for a second and I felt him flex his cock inside my hole as he spit into his hand again. Withdrawing just so slightly and adding that to his cock, he resumed his pushing and I felt my ass being to cry out as this intruder kept up its relentless assault. Drew wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back against him as he thrust his hips forward. I felt my hole tear as he slid fully into me, his thickness breaching my outer ring and the entirety of his spit-lubed cock sliding in on one go. I cried out as his hand quickly muffled me, closing over my mouth. "Shhh," he whispered in my ear, "I needed to get in you fast because I don't have a lot of time, and I plan to cum more than once before I have to get back." He began a serious assault on my ass and I felt like a ragdoll that would be tossed aside if not for the bear hug he had me in. He had an otter's chest of hair, and I could feel the friction of it on my back as he pummeled my ass chute. It wasn't 10 minutes in and I felt his cock thicken and he shoved his arrowhead in past my second ring and erupted. He cried out in what seemed like pain. "Oh fuck! Argh! Ah! Fuck! God that fucking burns! Shit! Ah!" He slowed momentarily as I felt his chest heaving. As his breathing slowed down a little he began long-dicking my hole, which was now taking his girth with ease given it had been pummeled and lubricated from within. I was panting a bit myself, and as he began thrusting forward forcefully with each long withdrawal, I took my own uncut piece in my hand and began stroking myself. We got into a rhythm as he long dicked me, slamming back into my ass as his balls swung forward and hit mine. He pushed my back forward and my head dropped so I was bent over. I continued to stroke my own cock, feeling the burning sensation in my piss tube that I knew would grow when I came myself. Drew began to pick up the pace, really slamming my ass hard as each time he nearly withdrew completely. My hole had opened so willingly for him now that he could pretty much pull the tip out and go right back in. My hand dropped from my cock and I reached back to hold his hands, firmly gripping my waste on either side. I felt him again begin to thicken and I knew what came next, as he slammed forward and held himself as deep in me as he could, flooding my guts with another large load of his cum. He leaned forward, his sweaty hair landing in between my shoulder blades as he continued to shudder and swear under his breath about how much cumming hurt. I wondered how long it had been and how backed up and blue his balls were for him to be this sensitive. Eventually the twitching stopped, and he slowly began to pull out. As his cock plopped out of my hole, we both slowly brought ourselves upright and I turned to face him, looking down at the sizeable penis that had just rearranged my insides. With a little smattering of cum on his cock that had stayed as he withdrew, I dropped to my knees and swallowed his now softening cock as I went to work cleaning it. I noticed another of those bruises hidden above his cock in his bush, but kept sucking with abandon until I had cleaned his cock fully. As I stood he moved in for another kiss, and after a few swirls around in my mouth with his tongue, he broke our embrace and slowly turned to pick up his clothes. I noticed the bruise I had seen on the back of his leg had grown a little, and I decided to ask him about it. "That bruise on your leg, you must really have slammed into something huh? Seems to have gotten worse since the other day." "Ah, yeah, it'll be fine, I bruise pretty easily I guess. Didn't remember hitting it on anything, but there it is," he said with a dismissive laugh. He finished dressing and gave me a quick kiss before heading out the door. As he closed the door, I felt a glob of his cum suddenly drop onto the inside of my right leg, and I looked down and noticed it was a bit pink. Shit, he really must have torn up my ass. I hopped back in the shower and rinsed off, while also gently fingering my hole as it slowly began to close itself after that brutal pounding. I hopped out and toweled myself off and heard my phone chime again. I noticed Drew had sent a thank you message (how quirky and silly), and asked if he and Ryan could pop over later in the evening. I debated if that was a good idea given how sore I knew I'd be by then, but I acquiesced and we settled on seven that night. Little did I know what was about to happen in just a few short hours...

PART 2 As we walked through my front door, Conrad reached into his backpack and took out a box of rubbers. “Can’t forget condoms,” he said with an awkward laugh. I took them from his hand, managed a vague sort of nod, and threw them on the dining room table. My boys usually insist on condoms—at first. But after a little bit of chemical intervention, they always transform into eager raw cumholes. Only once did I end up with an especially stubborn kid who kept trying to wrap my dick, so I resorted to a backup plan—a stash of broken rubbers with little holes poked in the reservoirs. Didn’t matter in the end. By the time the condom tore apart while I was pounding his negboy hole, he was so high he tore the shreds of rubber away from my cock and ran his finger along the raw shaft as it plunged in and out of his chemmed-up cunt, his eyes glazing over with the deep-buried desire to be a bareback whore. I always get what I want. I told Conrad to take a seat on the couch and help himself to the pot. Meanwhile, I walked to the kitchen. I took a few sodas out of the fridge and poured them into glasses I’d already dosed with a cap of G. I love G because it transforms uptight boys into ragdoll sluts in a matter of 20 minutes. The taste can be tough to hide, but I recently found a dealer who consistently delivers high-potency GHB that doesn’t taste awful. In fact, after diluting the stuff in 12 ounces of Pepsi, it only leaves a subtle aftertaste—perfect for serving to unsuspecting negboys. As I finished my little cocktail, I heard Conrad’s voice from the couch: “Hey, what’s this?” That made me grin, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. On a tray in the middle of the coffee table, I’d left a bong full of pot. And right next to it, I’d left a little glass pipe full of Tina. Every single time, my negboy visitors are deeply fascinated by the glass pipe, so all I need to do is pretend like it’s nothing too special. “What’s what?” I asked. “I’m just wondering what’s in this little glass pipe thing full of white stuff.” “Oh, that,” I replied, walking into the living room with the G-laced Pepsi. “Not sure you’re ready for that. It’s called T. It can be really, really fun. It makes me horny as fuck, and I bet you’d have a blast on it. But maybe we should just take it easy—just stick with the pot, you know? Here’s some soda, by the way. Drink up, little bro.” He took a few gulps of Pepsi while holding the glass pipe, looking at it intently. My dick stiffened. “Actually, I’m curious,” he said. “Would it be cool if I just tried it?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure, bud—be my guest. But let me show you how to work it, OK?” I sat down next to him, my hands visibly shaking with excitement. “Alright, now hold that pipe up to your mouth. Yeah, just like that. I’m gonna light this little torch and heat up the stuff in the bowl. Just wait a moment. See that? See the little wisps of smoke forming? Now when I say go, just start inhaling very lightly and steadily. Lightly and steadily. Got it? OK, bud—go ahead. Start inhaling. There you go. Good boy. Just take that swirling smoke into your lungs and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Got it?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “OK, little bro,” I said to him, taking the pipe away from his mouth. “Hold it, just for a sec. Then exhale it through your nose. There you go. Fuck yeah—good boy! Now again.” That first hit was a nice fat one—the cloud emerging from his mouth and nostrils was thick and white, and my cock dripped at the smell of the Tina emanating from his lungs. From that point on, with each cloud of meth that escaped his lips and his nostrils, he was losing a little bit of his innocence. For the second hit, I gave him the torch to operate, and I talked him through it. The result was another giant hit of solid white clouds pouring out of his mouth and nose. “OK, boy—do one more. You’re on your own. I think you got it.” He immediately hit the pipe again, and I turned away to hide my giant, triumphant grin as Conrad smoked away all his defenses. “I’m just gonna put a little entertainment on the TV here, OK? Oh, and don’t forget your soda.” When I turned on the TV, it automatically started playing one of my favorite movies. It’s an amateur video shot by a filthy pig I know from the Midwest—a wrestling coach who likes to chem and poz some of the hot little jockboys on his team. He’d sent me a few videos, but this was my favorite: a sexy, ripped, piggy 18-year-old named Lance was all slammed up and taking loads from a roomful of coaches and former teammates. Behind me, I heard the click of the torch again. Fuck yeah, I thought, this boy is already fuckin’ hooked. As I turned back to face him, I took off my wife-beater. Conrad froze in place, the pipe halfway to his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He just stared at my hairy chest, his eyes dilated pitch-black. “You feelin’ good, little bro?” He gave me a dazed nod, his mouth agape. “Why don’t you take off your shirt, huh? Show off your sweet little body. Do that for your big bro?” He peeled his tank top upward, revealing his flat stomach with its ridges of ab muscles, then his compact little muscular chest. He was just starting to develop a treasure trail down the center of his stomach, leading past the waistband of his shorts to the bulge of his cock that strained against his zipper. His soda was gone; the G would be hitting him soon. I walked over to the couch and took the pipe from his hands. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, you’re just about the sexiest boy I’ve ever seen." I ran my hand down his torso, and he sighed a deep, hungry sigh. "Listen, buddy: I have a few more things to show you. You wanna learn from your big bro?” He half-grunted, half-moaned in response. “OK: I’m gonna do a hit. Then I’m gonna blow it into your mouth, and you’re gonna blow it back in mine, then back and forth we go until we can’t go anymore. It’s called a shotgun, and it’s one of my favorite things to do with a sexy little bro like you.” I put the pipe to my lips and took a deep, thick hit of white smoke. Then I put the pipe down, turned to Conrad, sealed my open mouth against his, and exhaled my cloud into his lungs. A moment later, he breathed the Tina smoke back into me. We repeated that three or four times until the mouth-lock became a deep kiss, and we kept making out while the shotgun escaped our mouths and dissolved around us. As I kissed him, I loosened his shorts, pulling them down the length of his lightly hairy legs. His underwear followed. Then I slipped off my gym shorts; my cock bounced free with a gentle “thwack” against my stomach. I maneuvered Conrad so that he was stretched out before me on the couch, and I laid down on top of him, my cock rubbing against his. We continued to kiss. I grabbed the pipe, took another hit, and shared another series of breaths with my boy. Then he spoke, hesitantly. “Hey, big bro? Just in case you’re wondering, I’m all cleaned out and ready to go. My ass, I mean. The last dude who fucked me showed me how to do all that stuff. So…anyway. In case you’re wondering.” I smiled at him and mussed his hair. “What are you trying to tell me, little bro? You want my cock sliding in that sweet little butt?” He blushed and shrugged. I leaned into his ear and whispered: “Don’t you worry, buddy. It won’t be long before I bury my fat cock deep in your hole.” He shivered beneath me, then kissed me again. The G was kicking in. He was almost entirely in my hands. A few more minutes of teasing and prodding, and he’d do anything to get impaled on my raw cock. “Get on the floor, little bro,” I said. “Face the other direction, on all fours. Ass in the air. Back arched. No—back arched, like a fuckin’ fag. Much better. Good boy. Now reach back and spread that hole for your big bro.” His hands grabbed each side of his perfectly round butt, spreading it to reveal a smooth, pink, tight hole that pulsed with every breath he took. I knelt down, placed my hands over his, and wrapped my mouth around that aching little boycunt, pushing my tongue into his body, every one of his nerves quivering as I dove greedily into his wide-open throbbing cock-hungry 18-year-old partied-up fuckhole. He gasped as I kissed that sweet little fag-pussy with the same intensity that I kissed his mouth a few minutes earlier. I spit a few huge gobs of saliva on his cunt and worked them in with my tongue. His hole loosened up, welcomed my mouth and my spit, became noticeably warmer. He really was a fuckin’ hottie: such a tight little body, great definition from his calves to his chest, with the roundest, most perfect little boybutt I’ve ever seen. And the cock! He had the kind of thick, veiny dick that would make any top’s hole twitch. Enough butt-eating, I thought. It's time to fuck. “OK, little bro—one more thing to show you," I said, standing up so that my dick hovered over him. "I want you to take a fat hit off that pipe, then blow it onto your big bro’s cock. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, grabbed the pipe, and got the smoke swirling like a regular chemwhore. “Good boy. You like that smoke, huh?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “Just feed on that smoke, pig. Feed on that smoke. Your big bro wants to see you get fuckin' tweaked." He put down the pipe, knelt directly in front of me, wrapped his mouth around my cock, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped my dick. The smoke traveled up my stomach and chest as he began hungrily slurping on my poz shaft. He wasn’t a bad little cocksucker, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his head away from my dick and guided him onto his back. “Pull your legs back, little bro.” He did, revealing that sweet little hungry cunt, still dripping with my spit. I began rubbing the length of my cock across his hole, watching his eyes flutter and his mouth drop open as he pulled his legs back a little further and looked at me with a kind of desperate pleading. “You ready for some dick?” He could only manage a whimper in response. “I can’t wait to give it to you, bro. But one thing you gotta know first. If it turns out to be a problem, then we can do something else. We don’t need to fuck, you know.” He nodded again, half-listening, every bit of his energy focused on the cock rubbing against his chemmed-up faggot fuckhole. “So here’s the deal, little bro. I only fuck raw. Natural. Bareback. And if a boy won’t let me fuck him the way I want to fuck him, then he’s not getting fucked. Got it?” Conrad glanced over at the TV, where the bottomboy was spreading his little jockbutt for yet another raw cock. Then he looked back at me. He reached down to spread his boyhole, just like the guy in the video. “Give me your dick, skin-on-skin,” he said, his eyes a solid-black void. “Bareback my fuckin’ hole. Please, bro.” “Fuck yeah, boy. You been fantasizing about raw dick, huh? Watching bareback porn?” “It’s the only kind of porn I watch. It’s the only kind of fucking I really want to do. Please give me your dick, bro. Your raw dick. I need your fucking raw dick. Please.” “You gonna make me pull out?” “No, dude. Please cum in me. Breed me.” “And when we go to the bathhouse after this—you want other dudes to breed you, too? Breed your chemmed-up cunt?” He paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye, giving himself some time to overcome the shame of his boyhood secrets. “Yes,” he finally said. “I want my hole dripping with cum.” I nudged the head of my raw dick up against his hungry little butt, and his whole body shook. His breath went shallow. Then my cockhead slipped through that first outer barrier, enveloped by the warmth and tightness and innocence of his negboy hole, and I leaned down to kiss him, a sloppy kiss. “I’m dripping precum in my little bro’s hole,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m lubing you up with my seed, faggot.” By this point, Conrad was alternating between “fuck yeah” and “fuck me,” and he wrapped his arms around my back, murmuring “do it” three times. That’s when I began pushing the rest of my raw cock into the radiant warmth of that chemmed-up fuckhole, and he gasped as he surrendered everything to me. “This is how we were meant to fuck,” I whispered in his ear as my dick continued to disappear inside him. “You aren’t a true bottom boy until you’ve let a man split you in half bareback, until you’ve given up your hole for him to eat and pound and breed. I’m so proud of you, little bro.” With that, I directed his attention toward the TV. “But there’s one thing you should look out for,” I said, taking on a serious tone. “Some guys in the bathhouse will have a tattoo like that.” I pointed up at the screen. A young topdude was pounding the bottomboy bareback. Every time he pulled his cock away from that hungry little fuckhole, you could see a biohazard tattoo right next to his dick. “Do you know what that tattoo means, little bro?” He shook his hand. “Danger, I guess?” “Well, sort of. It means he’s poz. Just something to be aware of, because you probably don’t want that.” I glanced back at him, and the look in his eye was pure hunger. “Unless…,” I said, pretending to be confused, “Unless you’re turned on by that?” He shot a devilish glance at me, and I answered with a giant grin. Then he grinned, too. “You want some poz dick at the bathhouse, bro?” “Fuck yeah.” “Yeah? You wanna get knocked up?” He just kept grinning, and his body started shaking again—a kind of shiver, all fear and anticipation and excitement. “Such a good boy. Such a fuckin’ dirty boy. I love it. I’m so proud of my little bro.” And then, with no warning, I pulled my dick out of his hole. Conrad gasped. He suddenly looked lost and empty; the pleading returned to his eyes, and he pulled his legs back and spread his ass and whimpered. Meanwhile, I stared him down. “Sorry, little bro, but something just occurred to me. You didn’t ask about my status. Don’t you want to know my status?” “I don’t fucking care. Please, bro. Please give me your dick.” That made my dick drip: I don’t fucking care. “Good answer, buddy. But I think you deserve to know.” I nudged my dick up against his hole, and he tried desperately to maneuver his ass to get more of my meat lodged up in his guts. “Here’s the deal, bud: I’m fuckin’ poz. This is a poz cock teasing your hole. You like how this poz cock feels inside you?” “Yes, fucker. Please give me more, fucker. I need more. Please, bro.” “What’s that, buddy? I’m not sure I heard you.” “Pound my ass raw with your fat poz cock. Fucking PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE, BRO.” “You wanna get knocked up? Knocked up with your big bro’s virus?” “FUCK YES.” “Say it.” “KNOCK ME UP, YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER.” “Fuck yeah, you hot little chemmed-up faggotboy.” I shoved my poz dick back inside that boy’s hole, and started pounding. I didn’t last long. I felt the toxic seed gathering up in my balls, brewing, getting ready to shoot. Conrad was staring me down with those giant black pupils, his legs spread wide, his hole peeled back and exposed to allow my dick maximum penetration. He just kept nodding. Nodding. Smiling. Telling me with his eyes that he wanted my gift. As I got closer to shooting my toxic load, he wrapped his arms around me and alternated between little whimpered chants of “poz poz poz” and “fuck fuck fuck.” “Goddammit, you hot little fag,” I whispered. “Goddammit. You’re gonna get my load. My fuckin’ sweet infected load, just for you, fuckin’ sexy little negboy bro.” And then, with pulse after pulse of my raw cock in his wide-open wet fuckhole, I bred him. Pozzed him. Charged that little faggot ass up. Gave him my virus. Then, as my dick stopped shooting volleys of poz sperm, I kept pushing my cock deep inside him, pushing my toxic cum into his guts before collapsing on him, my poz cock still buried deep. Conrad sighed, a long contented sigh. “That was amazing,” he said. “Oh, little bro,” I whispered in his ear. “I have so many fuckin’ plans for you—you have no idea.” I pulled my cock out of him, then guided his mouth to taste the poz seed coating my shaft. He slurped on it greedily, my dick still warm from the hunger of his hole. “Such a good boy,” I said. “Such a hot little pig. So proud of you, little bro. Now, whaddaya say we get your sweet little knocked-up hole to the bathhouse?” MORE SOON…

When I was in college, I was still mostly closeted and only hooking up with guys from a few discreet websites like a4a. I had one top guy convince me to get fucked, despite my "total top" attitude and desires. Pictured: me and Phil, the top The first few times we fucked the condom broke and he flooded my ass with cum, always making sure to point out how much better it felt for both of us. That is probably why I didn't give it much thought when he stopped using the condoms after that. He also helped me get into drugs and sex as a perfect pairing, and with his help I slowly worked from poppers to lines of coke and even some tina booby bumps that he called "butt blasts" and told me they were totally safe and organic suppliments meant to make my butt have (and receive) a blast! He even convinced me to bring in other guys on our play sessions, despite my fear that someone I knew might end up at the door. It never dawned on me that anyone who showed up would have also agreed to take part in gay sex with a relative stranger. To put me at ease he often sent me the photos and stats of other guys before inviting them to join us and that kept me from freaking out when I recognized a few from around campus. Usually I automatically told him no way when it was someone I knew, but after seeing the conversations some of the guys had with him online, I often found myself agreeing to meet and play. I knew there was a risk of being outed but the reward seemed far more tempting when he got them to describe their wildest fantasies, especially when they sent photos of themselves with fingers or dildos up their asses and even the occassional shot of their faces covered in cum or with some dude fucking them. This made me feel bolder about my own ability to get away with illicit sex behind my girlfriend's back, so I joined a few more sites my top friend had recommended to me, and one in particular that I had been too freaked out by before that time, a site known as bareback real time sex or bbrts.com. Most of you probably know that site to be a more perverted hook up site than a4a or the others of the time, which is precisely what excited me but also what kept me from joining until then. Once I was on there, I often saw a profile for a self described straight but curious jock guy who, like me, was a sophomore at my school and, according to the site, he lived close enough to me to have his location show up within 300 ft of my dorm room. I checked out the guy's photos every chance I could and got hard enough that I used his profile to jerk off nightly or whenever possible. It turned me on to read about his experiences which were limited to one night of anal play with a married older couple that started with the wife eating his ass while her husband sucked his dick and ended with the wife fucking him with a strap on while he sucked the husband to orgasm. He had no other frame of reference for sex with men but wanted desperately to try anal play again, only this time he hoped to get to fuck a guy's ass. The most surprising part of his profile was his insistance that he use a condom when playing since he had a girlfriend, and I am guessing that was what had kept most guys from contacting him since he was on a site with bareback in the name. I had tried contacting him a dozen times, but he always disappeared right when I messaged him, and I figured he was either all talk or a straight guy and his friends who were using the profile to look for queers in the dorms, so I gave up. Imagine my delight and surprise when my top buddy sent me the profile info and chat transcript for a guy he was trying to hook up with and it was the same straight guy! Their emails revealed that the kid was terrified of being outed due to his gf as he had mentioned but also due to fear he might lose his baseball scholarship. The more they corresponded the more I came to see that it was his status on campus as a jock stud that he was desperate to maintain and why he only talked with guys who didn't have anything to do with the university. In some of the emails they exchanged, my top friend Phil told him about his "nephew" (aka me) who he described as a straight guy who dropped out of college and was curious too. He made the guy horny with details of how I came over regularly, slowly progressing from jerking off and smoking pot to recent sessions where I had sex with a few bottoms, then getting fucked by him and another hot top. He had then sent the guy pictures of me fucking a few guys but my face was cropped out or blurred in all of them. School guy responded with pics of himself from the neck down in his jockstrap or jerking off. Then Phil sent photos of me taking his cock, again with no face, and school guy sent a video of himself jerking off onto his computer screen, specifically my photos. The guy from my school, who told Phil his name was "Dick Butz" lol, was really interested in meeting and fucking me, especially when Phil offered him some drugs to help get us in the mood and promised "Dick" I would even be too out of it to remember his face. Dick thought that was the best plan ever and was practically begging to do it after hearing that. Phil said he would set it up but only if he could be sure "Dick" was for real, so even as reluctant as he was, he finally sent some photos of his face in their most recent chats. I was filled with shock and desire when the photos revealed him to be my good friend and poker buddy Tyler, star of our school baseball team and notorious pussy hound. I'd had a crush on him since the first time we met freshman year and my crush had grown everytime we saw each other, making it almost an obsession. When he hosted poker nights, I always found an excuse to use the bathroom at the same time as someone else which meant I would have to use the one off his bedroom, allowing me to grab his underwear or cup and jerk a load into them. As I looked at photos of his nude form that he'd taken using his cheap ass phone and cheaper webcam, I was drooling and amazed that he still looked awesome in each pic. I went back and zoomed in on every shot featuring his rock hard ass, cut abs, hefty circumsized hard on, massive balls, and then stopped to drool more over his face with his dimples and goofy jock grin. Just as he always did in life, he wore a cheap watch in each photo and a cubs cap that was so worn we used to say it would disintegrate if he ever removed it, and I kicked myself for not seeing the watch before. Phil was still reluctant to get the guy to join us because no matter how much Phil objected and tried to talk "Dick" aka Tyler into going raw, Tyler was dead set against it and finished their last correspondence with a sentence detailing how desperately he wanted to spend a night brutalizing phil's nephew's butthole, even offering to pay for the opportunity, but his only firm rule was if he had to go without protection then he wasn't interested and they might as well stop talking about it altogether. I was not about to let that happen, and immediately told Phil that I knew the guy and begged him to get Tyler to join us. Once he knew about Tyler's sports skills and reputation as a ladies man he told me he would overlook Tyler's obsession with condoms and went to work to set it all up. Since Tyler was still nervous about meeting a guy his age, Phil suggested that all three of us could wear hats and sunglasses to keep our identities secret. Still Tyler was wishy washy about setting up a date to do it until after a poker game one night that we had at a mutual friend's house the day before halloween. When the host came out wearing a cheesy brown Mullett wig with a bandana attached that he planned to wear to a costume party the next night, Tyler seemed to have a sudden need to cash out and go home. Phil texted me on halloween and told me Tyler had emailed him and agreed to meet up the following weekend with an attached photo of himself that he took that night in a similar mullet wig (this one blondish yellow), wife beater and sweats. Apparently he bought his costume that day, and thought he would be unrecognizable enough that he even sent a photo in the get up but left his obscenely large stiff cock pulled out to make the image complete. Originally Phil and I had thought we would have to use the surprise tactic and some of Tyler's photos to coerce/blackmail him into going through with fucking me once he saw me at Phil's house, but now that Ty planned to wear the mullet and a pair of sunglasses, I decided to follow suit, pulling out a wig I wore when I was Superman at a costume party years earlier, and a mardy gras mask that covered from the top of my forehead to the tip of my nose, leaving my nostrils and the mouth fully uncovered. Even the eyes had a see through mesh fabric covering them, so I felt sure I would be completely unrecognizable too. Phil told Tyler to come around 10pm that Friday night and asked me to show up around 9, while he told Ty I wasn't going to be there until 1030 since I wasn't off work til ten, that way Tyler could meet Phil and the two of them could get high and drink before I arrived, which sounded good to Tyler. He also told Tyler that I was really shy and wouldn't talk much because of my self consciousness about a stutter that I suffered from. I couldn't have him recognizing my voice and ruining the plan. The night before we planned to meet Tyler, Phil had me come over and wear the wig and mask and made some vids on his phone of he and I fucking around, taking a lot of photos too, especially of his bare cock inside my tight hole. Thank goodness he had because, just as phil expected from a straight scared newbie, Tyler tried to text and cancel about two hours before he was scheduled to show. Phil acted like it was no biggie but told Tyler that "Mark" (my fake name) would be disappointed and sent Tyler some photos of me sucking Phil's 8.5 inch dick and when Tyler still waivered he sent a couple of Phil fucking me, and finally he sent a video of his big dick sliding out of my bubble butt and spewing jizz all over my naked body. By the time I got to Phil's house, Tyler was back on board and was hoping to have me there even sooner so we could fuck ASAP! Phil and I spent 45 mins hiding two cameras of his plus my camcorder in the bedroom, then we set up his webcam to record in the living room in case we played in there. Just as Ty texted he was on his way we did some lines of coke and I moved my car around the corner from the house so Tyler wouldn't see and possibly recognize the green Buick that wad famous with my friends due to the metalic gold trim that included gold hubcaps bumpers and door handles (you take what you can get when buying a used car). When Tyler arrived, I went into Phil's office and donned my wig and mask and watched the webcam feed on his laptop. Phil invited him in, took his coat and made him a drink while they chatted and watched some bisexual porn on phil's huge tv, all before Tyler even thought to put on the wig or sunglasses I couldn't help jerking as Tyler admitted to Phil that he was watching gay porn occasionally since they'd begun chatting online and I almost shot my wad when Ty stripped to his bball shorts and fondled himself while they shared stories of guys they wanted to screw. He even mentioned a friend he played poker with who lived in the same dorm as him but he was pretty sure would never do stuff with another guy, and despite the possibility that he meant one of our mutual poker friends, I was 99% sure he meant me. Phil told Tyler he might be surprised and said he should try to get the poker friend alone some night and feel him out but Tyler assured him that the guy was totally straight and was seriously involved with my girlfriend, but finished with adding he wished Phil was right because he lusted over the guy's "juicy bubble ass." I knew it was me when he described my rear and my girl since the other guy from our poker games was skinny as fuck and had no ass and no girlfriend. He teased me more by adding "I've lost some hands after seeing him bent over in front of me. lucky for me that gives me a chance to go jerk one out in the bathroom before going on." That admission made my ass quiver and I decided to "arrive" despite there being 8 mins early. I warned Phil by texting him that I was just parking and would be inside shortly, which was a code we decided on in advance, giving Tyler time to put on the wig and shades before I snuck out onto the back deck, went down the steps, came around in front, checked my wig and mask were on straight and rang the bell. As I expected, Phil answered the door in just a pair of tight briefs and talked to me about how work went. I kept my answers to one or two words and he went on and told me he had a friend joining us so I should put on my mask in the entry and take off my work clothes while he got me a drink. I practically ripped my coat, shirt and pants off, leaving me in a white tee shirt and tighty whiteys with my white crew socks to finish my innocent shy boy get up. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself and went around the corner. Phil handed me my drink, then turned around and introduced "Mark" aka me to "Dick" aka Tyler, who stood up and shook my hand enthusiastically while the semi in his shorts got longer and harder. "Dick" motioned for me to sit next to him on the loveseat and made sure his leg and mine were in full contact, then he put his arm around my shoulders when we were seated. As he asked me questions about what I did for work and how I'd come to try sex with my uncle, etc. I replied with mumbled one word responses that were somewhat due to my need to stay unrecognized but we're also caused by my real nerves, which now had me shaking. When Tyler began running his other hand up and down my thigh, my cock was hard as steel and I found my eyes sinking into my lap. Maybe it was because I wanted it so badly or perhaps I was unprepared for how much he turned me on, sitting there plying me with his million watt smile and his well practiced moves. It was easy to see what it was about him that had convinced hundreds of busty young co-eds to let their gaurd down and allow Tyler to plow them. Whatever it was he was asking, I was glad that Phil took most questions and answered for me, thus Tyler seemed none the wiser about my real identity. To help us relax Phil suggested some weed, cialis and coke, & 20 minutes later we were all high, hard and horny. I was barely able to pull my mind off Tyler's hands, which were working up my shirt and down my briefs now. But I realized Phil was waving to me from the kitchen, which was code for me to ask if I could use the bathroom while Phil and Tyler moved to the bedroom. Listening from the hallway I could hear Tyler thanking Phil for this, commenting on how how I was and how nice an ass I had. I almost laughed when Phil asked if it was as nice as his poker buddy's and Tyler responded that it wasn't quite as nice but added that he might have been biased since he'd been coveting his buddy's ass for nearly two years. Phil showed Tyler all the supplies and Ty wasted no time, making sure they had plenty of lube and condoms so he could fuck me as many times as Phil thought I could handle. I quickly peed and double checked that my hole was cleaned out and well lubed before returning to the two tops, my shirt and socks remaining in the bathroom. Tyler was now nude except for the mullet wig with his hard dick in Phil's mouth. he smiled and motioned for me to join him on the edge of the bed, and I licked my lips. As I went to sit next to him, I felt my briefs fly down my hips and Tyler's warm inexperienced mouth begin awkwardly slurping on my 6.5 inch meat. It hadn't occured to me he would want to suck my cock, but boy did he seem eager. Phil stood up and removed his own underwear and pulled me back on the bed while Tyler continued to suck me, now adding his dry fingers to the mix, working their way past my peach fuzz covered cheeks, beginning to force themselves unceremoniously up my hole. When he felt it was moist, he whipped back and investigated, probably afraid he was feeling something gross, but when he realized it was lube, he smiled and returned to his fingering, figuring I must be wanting this as bad as he did. Minutes seemed to stretch longer as I ached for him to fuck me, remembering countless nights hearing him brag during poker tournaments that lasted til dawn. My body vibrated at the promises he'd hinted at, telling us he was known far and wide for his huge loads of cum and his superhuman ability to get hard over and over. A few girls i knew confirmed his bravado and told me how he could cum and minutes later be right back fucking, with load after load and fuck after fuck, all night long. His hands and mouth were not satisfying my need to verify this myself tho. Finally I couldn't take the bad head anymore and pulled him up on top of me, whispering to him that I wanted him to fuck me, probably more words than he heard from me yet that night. "Not so shy now, huh marky?" He said as he rolled me onto my side and reached over to grab a condom from the night stand. Iwas usually a safe sex guy myself but not when I played with Phil, and now I was disappointed that he still seemed to insist on the rubber. Phil, who lay next to me, as if reading my mind, leaned in and whispered in my ear "not to worry." He had doctored the condoms so they would all break as soon as Tyler tried to fuck me. I realized for the first time that it was his doctoring that made us have such bad luck the first few times we had screwed around, and I decided I would be angry at him later. In the moment, I was happy to hear that I was going to be fucked raw by Tyler, my Poker playboy crush, one way or another. I looked back towards Tyler as he rolled the rubber down his dick and applied a generous amount of lube, before squirting some onto his hand and rubbing it into my ass crack. Phil rolled over and knelt on the edge of the bed when Tyler moved in to mount me, and it hit me that he was doing it so he could take Tyler's cock and insert it for him, while he instructed Tyler to lift my leg with one arm and brace himself on the headboard with the other. My thigh wasn't used to such a massive stretch right off the bat but it didn't break me so I just tried to relax as Tyler precariously pushed forward and began entering my ass with Phil driving his joystick. Tyler was not balancing well so it was no surprise to Phil or I that his first few thrusts missed my asshole and required a wiggle or scoot before the next. Finally he managed to push the first inch through my ring and the sharp pain and rough material coating his rod made me yelp which Tyler responded to with some enthusiasm, as if my displeasure was because of his massive cock. In a way, I guess it was, but I didn't like the fact that he was eager to hurt me so I said in my most convincing fake voice "go slow man. I need time to adjust before u rip me up." Tyler's brow broke out in sweat and he tried to pull back slightly, which resulted in his dick popping out altogether. As he pushed back in, the condom broke, and to my shagrin, Tyler immediately pulled his cock out and applied another from the pile. Phil seemed obviously disappointed at the young man's quick response so before Tyler could try again he had us each do a line of something that I assumed to be coke but burned more, and once Tyler let the stuff get to his brain, he asked if he could so some more, and Phil happily agreed, letting him do two more lines while telling me to try hitting the poppers. I took a few long hits and felt my body sinking away from the tension my ass had been feeling, and just as I released the second hit, Tyler rolled me onto my back and threw both my legs over his biceps and began pressing into my hole again. This time he got most of the way in before we felt the rubber break, and even kept pumping for a moment until he was almost completely inside of me, but his cock was not in charge yet. He removed his dick once more and reapplied a condom, but this time he did a much more haphazard job, not taking the time to squeeze the tip or apply more lube. Still the condom lasted while he slowly worked his way back in, inch by inch creeping up my ass, but the moment he was about to thrust for real, I felt something that may have been his cockhead opening the end of the condom and sliding further in than his previous attempts. My ass jumped as I pictured his bare boner engorged to such a thickness that it refused to stay encased in latex and with its jump, it also tightened and pulled him further in. Up until that moment my ass had yet to feel his dick anywhere near the second sphincter, but with the forward motion and the added benefit of his bare skin pushing beyond the torn latex, it popped firmly past my inner grip. With simultaneous moans of pleasure, we seemed to work our bodies around each other, as his hips drove his meat balls deep in me and my ass vacuumed his cock until it was sealed in the heat of my raw tunnel. "F-f-fuck, I think the condom broke, " Tyler said, reaching back to feel around the shaft while he slowly began fucking my hole. Phil insisted he could see the condom was still intact around the shaft, and pressed his cock to Tyler's lips, grabbing hold of his head, tearing the mullet wig off before brutally punching his hard cock down Tyler's receptive throat. Without any other way to keep his balance, Tyler had to return his hand to where it had been, and hooked my leg back over his shoulder, and for the first time since we began, he forgot about replacing the destroyed prophilactic and focused on destroying my ass instead. I worked my hands over Tyler's muscular shoulders and chest before reaching back and fondeling his balls as they swung against my cheeks with a rapidly increasing rhythm. Taking another hit from the poppers, I handed them up to Phil who took one himself before instructing Tyler to do a hit on either side of his nose. Once the second nostril was filled with the scent, Phil pinched Tyler's nose shut and shouted "Hold your breath in til I say so boy!" Tyler gagged a little around Phil's cock while he tried to hold his breath. His humping decreased in power for a minute until Phil released his nose and said "exhale!" Tyler let out a huge breath as Phil pulled his hard on from Tyler's mouth and moved to wear it was fucking my mouth instead, and to my delight, Tyler began really pounding my ass. True it was as much pain as it was pleasure but I didn't say a word or try to push Tyler off. My mind was made up that I was gonna take his cock no matter what. Tyler began saying dirty stuff like "yeah suck his cock" and "fucking take my monster meat you hot mother fucker" and I just moaned and grunted in agreement. Phil produced some kind of pipe that I couldn't really make out through the mask, and took a few hits before instructing Tyler to do the same. Tyler seemed reticent at first but Phil just told him it was a little late to be asking now, and Tyler must have decided he was right because he took the hits when Phil lit the pipe and then shot gunned each of them to me. The taste was acrid and nasty although not nearly as polluted feeling as smoking weed or tobacco. I figured it was something akin to coke and let myself go along for the ride, and by the fifth shotgun, I was exhaling huge clouds of white smoke. My brain was aware on a whole new level suddenly and without any warning Tyler turned the final shot gun into a make out session which I was happy to go along with. While Phil watched he also manuevered us until finally he gave up and told Tyler to pull out and move me to the edge of the bed. I freaked when Tyler did as Phil said, only to pull out, see he was inside me bare and ask for another condom. Phil told him he would get it in just a second, but first "I want you to put that wig and sunglasses back on so I can take a couple pics and a video of u fucking my nephew's ass bareback." You would think Tyler would be against such an idea but he just smiled and said fuck thats hot, grabbed the wig and glasses from Phil and slapped them on, topped them with his trade mark ball cap and told me to hang on. While he was distracted Phil produced his camera from behind a pile of clothes in the corner and acted like he was just turning it on. I could tell he got a really good shot of Tyler before he was masked in his disguise, but Tyler just asked if he looked good, and without much thought I said "you are the hottest fuck I've ever seen." This seemed to be the same as saying action, and suddenly without any pretense, Tyler pulled my ass to the side of the bed and entered me in one quick motion. For the next few minutes he humped and talked dirty, making sure to turn so he could show off his muscles to where ever Phil was at with the camera. I could barely see straight as he banged and rammed me. Soon Phil told Tyler how the "audience" wanted to see Tyler shoot his baby batter up my butthole and Tyler turned right to me and said "Well let's give the people what they want" and began taking me faster and deeper than before, only now he was screaming for me to jerk off as he did. While my cock throbbed in my hand and his cock throbbed harder up my hole, I began to see stars and told them I was getting close. Tyler told me how hot that was and how much he wanted me and then leaned into kiss me before putting his arms under my shoulders and lifting me off the bed and bouncing me on his cock for a minute while we both screamed. Dropping me as his arms began to shake he pumped me deep and hard a few times then rippped his cock from my ass and began spraying cum from my hole up over my cock and stomach, across my chest and neck and into the black wig and all over my mask. He then shoved it back inside me and told me it was my turn. I didn't need a second invitation, instead I began blasting my cum over the both of us, shooting 4 or 5 times before Tyler doubled over and managed to catch my cock head in his mouth for the remaining shots while keeping most of his dick buried inside me. Once my last cumshot subsided, he popped up and began french kissing me, letting me taste my own cum. Phil was hard as a rock and told Tyler to move, which he did reluctantly, before whipping me onto my belly, pulling me up to my knees and stuffing his own raw cock into my ass. It must have been lubed like mad because, as he handed the camera to Tyler to continue filming, he asked how it could be so hot and wet inside at which point Tyler admitted that the load Phil filmed was his third load of the night. He apologized to me as Phil began going to town on my hole, and admitted he had cum once right after he thought he felt the condom break and once more right as Phil started filming us but he didn't want to break his rhythm and figured the condom might not have been broken after all. I just moaned and gritted my teeth while phil worked his cock into my cum filled ass, and Tyler climbed up and stood over me, feeding his still stiff cock to Phil while Phil raped me. Phil took the camera from Tyler while they switched off taking hits from the pipe that I still couldn't see, and Tyler bent down to make me take a few hits just as Phil announced his first load up my ass. Unlike Tyler, Phil needed a few minutes to regain his strength so he disappeared into the bathroom at which point Tyler got me to bend over back to doggy style and began fucking me again, telling me within the first minute that he was adding another load to my ass. Now I knew Tyler had taken a strap on and from his emails and photos it looked like he used a variety of objects on his own hole, but it surprised the hell out of me when Tyler pulled his cock from my ass after another load and scooted up to my face as I rolled over and asked me to eat his hole. Everything Tyler had said about my ass earlier in the evening was exactly how I felt about his, so I had no trouble doing as he requested, using my tongue and fingers to play with his sweet clean butt while Tyler spun around and sucked on my rehardening cock. My whole body was on another plain of existance known as bliss when he rose off my dick and said "You're clean right?" Too which I moaned yes while tonguing his tight smooth baseball butt. For those of you who have never seen a baseball player squating to catch the ball or pushing off the ground to the jump for a pop fly, you are missing the ass and thighs of the gods doing their most holy work, which is why having him squating over my mouth was as much as I could have hoped to have experienced, until the moment he lifted off, turned around and squated down over my waist, and with one hand holding my cock up into the air, plunged his bare athletic hole over the tip. His eyes slammed shut and he sucked air in through gritted teeth, while pushing his butt til about 4 inches of my 6.5 were inside him. Then he began confiding in me that he had kept a cock with a suction cup on it that he stole from an ex-girlfriend's collection the year before, and had spent hours in the time since riding that dick on the floor of his dorm room or suctioned to the seat of his desk chair while watching porn featuring trannies and guys getting pegged. He even said he had done it in the showers at the university rec center and in the steam room at the athletic center with the hope he might get caught but had chickened out after taking it inside him and shooting his load right away each time. He stopped his tale just long enough to tell me I had better not to cum inside him or he would beat my ass. Ironic since he had shot at least 4 loads in me since we "met" that night. This was too much for me to resist, and without his permission, I reached up and grabbed his hips and thrust myself fully inside him, which caused him to yelp and call me a son of a bitch and pound his fist into the bed while he tried to push off me, but I just told him to jerk his cock and kept rising up and down into him as my load got closer and closer to exploding. He began jerking his cock but immediately told me he was too close not to cum at which point I said "then cum goddammit" and he did. Once his first shot blasted into my mask, my own balls began emptying up his hole, but I made sure to be as still and quiet as possible as I shot, choosing to hold myself as deep in his hole as I could get without my balls being sucked in too. Lucky for me, I was also pretty good at being able to stay hard after I shot my load, and with the cialis and the knowledge I had just bred him secretly, it was no problem. When his balls finally finished spewing he asked me if I could keep from shooting long enough to let him keep riding me for awhile and I said yes and watched as he worked himself back to full staff. To my surprise, I found my own balls were also ready to shoot again, but this time I warned him. "Good, then you'll like this," He said, grinning. He began bouncing on my meat while repeatedly telling me to warn him when I was getting close, and in about 2 minutes I did just that. With a smirk on his face he handed me the camera and told me to record then bounced a few times more on my dick before leaning forward, pushing his hands into the bed beside me and suddenly flipping backwards, landing with his feet next to the bed. He then spread my legs and slid inside me raw balls deep which was too much for me to take. I shot my biggest load of the night, all over both of us, while trying not to pass out. He applauded my immense load and told me I was the only guy he'd ever seen who could shoot as much as he could, before pulling his own cock from my ass and adding an even bigger load to our bodies. I wondered how it was possible til I realized Phil had been standing at the door when he saw the flip and snuck over and shoved half of his cock into Tyler's cum lubed ass just in time to make him shoot. Phil was not allowed to add his own babies to the butt though, and had to settle for taking video of Tyler and I on our knees eating his thick white cream as it oozed from his red pipe. After that Tyler made sure the camera was off (without knowing the other two were rolling) and stripped the wig and sunglasses off again, and went to take a shower. Phil gave me a hit from the weird pipe as he went and turned off the other two cameras, and quietly got me to admit I had shot a load in Tyler's butt. He turned the camera back on for a minute while he asked me if I enjoyed getting bred by straight stud "Dick." Somehow my character had become the same as what Phil had told Tyler it was, and I began stammering and quietly admitting I had enjoyed it a lot. Phil found this very very hot and told me to stay put while he checked on Tyler. I did another line of coke and drank some water before Tyler peeked his head back in and said he had to run because he was supposed to be at a workout at 7am and it was nearly 4. He reached over to the desk and wrote down his email address before telling me we should get together just the two of us sometime, then came over and did a line of coke, planted a kiss on me and disappeared. Phil returned a second later as I was trying to get up and get dressed, but he was having none of it and pushed me back onto the bed and turned the camera on and told me to tell him what had just happened. I thought I was out of gas for the night, but he had me take some more hits from the weird pipe while he loaded the videos from the cameras onto his tv in his bedroom. We watched the video while he fucked me and I decided to stay the rest of the night since he had handcuffed me to the bed and was cumming in me again already. stay tuned for chapter 2

Hot story. Liking where this goes. Silver Daddy getting bred by 4 young studs. My kinda of fun.

From the perspective of an older bottom this speaks directly to my willingness to open up for any appreciative cock!

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I havent used vaseline since i was a teen ager. Today as a top I rarely use lube. I have an average sized dick and I especially love rimming, spending a long time eating the bottoms ass and getting it loose and wet with my saliva. I'll pull out often to relube the bottom with my tongue

Same here. One reason is that it tends to turn the top on even more, getting him harder and an even more effective top.

In HS, I was much more into being serviced, than actually doing the servicing. I had a BF my Junior and Senior year of HS. That fact was not a well kept secret and I often was propositioned by straight guys. Usually at a party after the consumed some alcohol. On one occasion, he was a really hot jock. I he showed me the outline of his excitement through his gym shorts. Needless to say It didn’t take much to convince me to suck his cock. After a few secret get together, he eventually sucked mine. I never spoke about that to anyone, not even my Bf.

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.

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 💦💦💦💦💦💦

underneath a rim chair watching the sperm glisten and drip from open used swollen cunt lips when he reaches in to spread open and grind himself onto my tongue and give me the mouthful of mixed up filthy loads I've been craving then hops off to straddle my cock while we make out and share it back and forth especially for an audience, especially when they know his muscle hole is available to be passed around the bookstore or the locker room any opportunity to prostrate myself under his muscle ass at the squat rack as he displays his cunt and shows off for me. daddy's thighs flexing and grinding as I invite them all to get close and scoop up and taste the cum gushing from his eager hole. all amazed at the depravity and [banned word] on his lumberjack body at their disposal giving them free reign to use his sloppy cum hole rolling bowls and shotgunning clouds all around daddy boy role reversal and degradation public use watching daddy take cock and cum and piss loads 24/7 wet and messy in ripped shorts he can bend and arch to poke out his fully cunted gaping pig hole with my face buried in each guy's ass as they breed him stealth bumping shards into gym jocks whose holes need to be sucked inside out

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.

I go to W3 fairly regularly and it's usually a really good crowd, plenty of action and I'm genuinely annoyed at myself that I didn't go for New Year lol! Glad you enjoyed a slutty end to 2024 and started 2025 as you mean to go on! 🤪

I met up with a hot top a couple of mornings ago who fucked me in their yoga studio. He hit me up on Grindr a while ago, and after several failed attempts, we finally set last Thursday morning as the time to connect. I woke early, cleaned up and out, checked my caged cock, did some work, and got a message later saying to come by whenever. The address was only two blocks away, so I grabbed my poppers and was out the door. A few minutes later, I was walking the stairs toward a second-story yoga studio, knocked on the door and he opened the door. Really fucking hot dude. Large, wide-open studio with a mirrored wall and a chair and massage table in the corner. We made out a bit, then we broke off, and he went over to the chair, dropped his shorts and sat. “Suck it” while holding his dick. I stripped, walked over, got on my knees, and started working his beautiful cock hard. After a few minutes, he told me to bend over the table, which I did. He lubed me up, placed his cock head at my hole, I snorted my poppers, and he slid inside. Fuck it felt good. We watched ourselves in the mirror as he worked my hole. A few minutes later, he told me to get on my back, which I did, and he slid back inside as I poppered up once more. He started straight into my eye as he worked my hole harder and harder. I felt him get more intense and focused and then the faithful words …. “I’m gonna cum”… and he started jerking and moaning, and I was begging for it…I could feel his cock twitch and I swear I felt the loads hit the walls of my ass. As we came down, he pulled out, I stood up and made out with him briefly then knelt to clean off his cock. I gently took it in my mouth and slowly worked it… savouring the taste and remaining firmness. I mixed cleaning him with making out, and then he put me back on the table and dove his tongue into my hole, all while staring into my eyes. It was so hot… his tongue deep into my open hole. I poppered up again, then he stood up, slide his cock back in me, and started to work my open-loaded hole. Fucking god – it felt so good! I was a moaning bitch in heat and couldn’t get enough. Finally, he pulled out again, and I dove onto his cock with my mouth again and cleaned up the slick of cum that coated his cock. We made out a good long time, then started chatting and exchanged our names… and agreed to do this often. I headed home to shower before heading into the office, but not before I allowed the load to slip from my ass into my hand, lapping it up and savouring the taste of a good fuck!

Part 12; Club ''Poz-Demon'' Club ''Poz-Demon'' in pictures ---> [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/album/11538-club-poz-demon/ The 6 months worth of Fisting training and Fisting homework from Frank along with all the extra homework my boy set for himself had passed, and Bill's annual Club ''Poz-Demon'' event had arrived at his Sex Club. The venue had received all of its 100s of party guests and my boy was on the stage strapped into steel examination chair facing dancefloor with his legs spread wide open. A Doctor in a Plague Doctor Mask inserted two cannulas into my boy, one into a hand and one into an arm. A first dose of the psychedelic Rocket Fuel went in soon after the 4 hour or so transfusion of Bill's blood commenced. The Doctor would of course monitor my boy's vitals; checking pulse, BP, and temperature. As the transfusion began Bill took to the stage, had the Techno music turned down from super loud to faint by the DJ, and spoke to the party goers from his microphone.... ''Good evening my fellow poz brothers. Tonight's star attraction is this pig here, Josh, brought to us by our late friend Ron. He has now just started to receive a transfusion of my CRF19 strain where he will naturally be closely monitored. My current viral load stands at Fifty Five Million, Six Hundred and Sixteen thousand copies. No one must touch him until the transfusion is complete. Once it is complete he will be transferred to the sling inside the cage in the middle of the dancefloor by our friend Belial where you are then free to USE him how you so wish.'' During the next 4 hours or so my boy received the transfusion whilst receiving multiple doses of Rocket Fuel, a psychedelic that sent my boy soaring through the universe. In this time which felt like a few years for my boy the party goers danced to the techno music, got high, and played between themselves. Many were saving their initial loads for the star attraction. Once the transfusion was complete Belial removed my boy from the examination chair, but he had something else in mind before taking him to the sling. He had him on his knees and commanded that my boy put his thick large penis into his mouth. He held onto Belial's legs even though as a result of the psychedelic sedative he could not feel anything including himself, and felt like he was floating on the ceiling. Belial's penis just lay there on my boy's tongue as he heavily hallucinated. The Demon penis albeit just laying there throbbed as it oozed out big globules of super toxic pre cum. ''When this night is through here you will be coming back with me to a Soul Surrender Fuck Ritual. Right. We better had not keep the party guests waiting now, should we.'' Belial carried my boy who now could not walk to the sling in the middle of the dance floor. The cage quickly filled up but it was Belial who got first dibs and slid his highly charged and toxic pre cum dripping penis deep into my boy's rectum. It was now that the Techno music suddenly stopped only to be ironically replaced with an all consuming haunting Belial Chant. The strobe lighting that had been bouncing around the club came to a halt which was replaced with a deep fuzzy red low lighting, only high enough for party goers to be just about able to see. The atmosphere suddenly changed with the entire dancefloor and club turning into one massive fuck frenzy. Some Men until this point were fucking, getting fucked, sucking, getting sucked, Fisting, getting Fisted, pissing on and in, getting pissed on and in, but it was now that the many that were had been dancing now joined in with the hedonistic play. ''Oh FUCK YES, what a beautiful loose sloppy cunt. I cannot wait to dump my demon seed deep into you, but you will have to wait a while longer for that eventual pleasure.'' Belial fucked him for a while longer, then left the cage as to allow my boy to be mauled and gang-fucked over the next several hours during which time he would suck and get fucked HARD, taking 84 loads. 83 were in the sling, but the 84th cam from Belial. It was about half way through the several hour gang bang when Belial took my boy out of the sling AND outside of the cage where he threw him against the cage pressing his domineering body against the young flesh whilst thrusting his very thick demon penis deep inside the heavily anaesthetised rectum. My boy could not feel a thing at this point. Belial fucked with a brute force.... ''I hope you have not forgotten, you are coming back with me to a Soul Surrender Fuck Ritual. You have got what my Master wants. Now take my demon seed faggot. And once I have cum you will push out with all your might that loose cunt of yours. Show us what you got.'' Belial with short and sharp brute force fucked my boy until he shot his demon seed deep inside of his rectum, and as he dumped his demon seed his let out a demonic cry that even drowned out the Belial Chant. He withdrew his demon shaft and in the blink of an eye vanished into the night. Even though he could not feel anything somehow Josh held onto the outside of the cage with his inner consciousness pushing out his rectum. He pushed until he treated everyone to a sweet sight of his rectum now completely inside out, a huge prolapse that was dripping with huge amounts of cum. Frank re-appeared and carried Josh back into the sling inside of the cage, knelt to where his prolapse was hanging out and slurped up a huge mouthful of cum into his mouth. Holding the cum right there he stood up, slid deep into my boy's dripping battered prolapse and fed him a mouthful of cum as he fucked him. Near the end of the night that was Club ''Poz-Demon'', as he lay in the sling still getting his rectum savagely gang banged, he during a moment where his mouth was being given a break from being face fucked he looked up and saw my energy-spirit. He smiled.... *high on a psychedelic sedative* and said.... ''Thank you, Sir Ron.'' 💞

When I was younger I got offers but the only arrangement I ever had was with a dealer. He wanted my ass and would get me high to get it. It was pretty slutty and he liked doing it at parties so other guys could watch me take it.

Sloane is maybe my all time fav alpha totally awesome how he uses dumb jockbro fags like us

Surprise Chapter! Since writing from Dominic and Jay's perspectives, I started thinking of writing from Peter's perspective, specifically what happened between him and Lewis. Every time I think about it, it changes, so I'm getting it out once and for all. Since I haven't written this before, there are no parts I can skip over because you've already read them like in Dominic and Jay's chapters. Because of that, I'm splitting Peter's perspective chapters into 2 parts. Part 1 now. Part 2 in a few days. I hope you find them enjoyable. Just be aware that Peter isn't fucking bare yet, so there will be condom use in part 2. Sorry. Just remember that the next time we see Peter and Lewis together after these two parts, there won't be any condoms allowed. I guarantee it. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 19: Peter wants Lewis (part 1) “Don’t forget about your test next Tuesday,” I called to my students as they scrambled to leave the classroom. I sat at my desk and watched as they left, finding my eyes focused on several of the male students. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. You can’t do this, Peter, I thought. You know it’s wrong. It wasn’t an age thing. All these students were 18, just at the limit of legal, but it was still wrong. Firstly, I was married. My right hand played with the ring on my left hand, spinning it around my finger as I watched the last male student leave, admiring his ass in his tight jeans. Stop, Peter. You can’t do this. I shut my eyes and tried to clear my mind of the impure thoughts. I’m married to a woman. I’m a good Christian man. I’m a good teacher. Who am I kidding? I'm a total... “Mr. Flanagan?” My eyes flew open and found Lewis Berg standing in the doorway. Lewis was one of my students in third period history, but he was also on the basketball team which I coached. I also knew Lewis from church where I had known him since he was just a kid. At times, I forgot how old some of these students had become, growing up before my eyes, becoming men. “Lewis. What’s up?” “I just wanted to know if I could talk to you for a second?” “Sure.” I watched as he entered the room, taking a seat in one of the front desks. Lewis was of average height, close to my own. He was one of the shorter guys on the team, but he was fast. While some of the taller guys allowed their height to be their source of power, Lewis worked out his body to make up for the deficit. I’d seen him routinely use the school gym and even caught sight of him at the gym I attended from time to time. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t stolen extra seconds admiring his work on his body. He was strong, evident from his thick arms in his basketball jersey. Even then, I found myself admiring the man he had become, a man that I wanted to… “What’s up?” “Well,” he said, looking around himself, clearly embarrassed. “It’s about my girlfriend, Becca.” “What about her?” I asked. I knew Becca. Among the school, she was considered a bit of an entitled bitch. She seemed the type expecting everyone to treat her like a princess, which I refused to do. I also knew that Lewis was only the most recent guy she was dating, having gone through several in the past. How Lewis had matched up with her, I didn’t know. Then again, looking him over, I could see what she saw in him. “Well, this is embarrassing,” he said. “Lewis,” I said, looking him straight in the eye. “You can tell me. Think of me not as Mr. Flanagan the teacher or Coach Flanagan. Think of me as Peter Flanagan from church. Tell me what’s wrong.” He sighed, nodding. “Becca and I have been dating for a few months, and I really like her, but, she says she wants to break up with me.” “Why is that?” “That’s the problem,” he said. “She wants to have sex, and I told her I wouldn’t.” “I see,” I said. “Didn’t she know that you were waiting till marriage?” A part of me laughed at this, knowing full well that many men who say they’re waiting till marriage don’t. Hell, I didn’t wait till marriage. I couldn’t manage to keep my cock under control when I was this kid’s age. If it wasn’t in my hand, I was desperately trying to find something to shove it into. At that age, I’d managed to be content with pussy. But now… “She says if I really love her, that it shouldn’t matter,” he said. “I see. Well, Lewis, you already know what I’m going to say. I also know what your parents will say if you do what Becca wants.” “I know,” he said, hanging his head. “Not to mention what would happen if you got her pregnant.” I thought of my own wife and our troubles conceiving. I started imagining my seed, plentiful, growing inside of... “They’d kill me,” he said. “I just really like her.” “Lewis, the choice is yours,” I told him. “I think, in the end, you’ll do the right thing.” “Thanks, Mr. Flanagan.” Lewis said, standing up and reaching to shake my hand. I started to stand but felt my pants tenting, so I sat back down, stretching to shake his hand. Fuck, even his handshake was strong, causing my tenting to grow taller. “I’ll see you at practice.” “Sounds good,” he said. I don’t know when I started wearing the extra tight jockstrap to practices, but it was the only thing that managed to keep my raging boner under control. I kept it in my office near the gym, a small area the school allotted me. Before every practice I would go to my office, strip down, pull on the tight jockstrap, and put everything back on again. The fabric crushed my balls, but it kept my dick from running wild and exposing the fact that I… It was difficult not admiring the young men as they ran up and down the court, sweating, their muscles catching the light in the gym. I never looked at anyone underage, of course, but there was something about the young men who were about to leave high school and enter the tough world that caused my dick to swell. Throughout practice, I caught myself watching Lewis more than anyone else. He was a talented player, working hard to keep the team moving. He was a natural leader. He’d be a strong, capable man one day. Fuck, I thought, watching as he did a layup, his tufts of armpit hair sticking out, covered in sweat. I wanted Lewis so bad. After practice, the guys hit the showers and I had to resist the urge to watch them. I went to my office and sat at my desk, pulling my pants down and grabbing hold of my raging boner. I just need to cum, I thought, starting to jerk off. That’s all. My wife and I hadn’t fucked in forever, my hyperspermia seen as a gross genetic deformity in her eyes. I knew I was going to have a huge mess to clean up once I was done, but I had no choice. I had to rid myself of these thoughts, the thoughts a lack of sex had left me with. My balls were full, needing release, especially for a man like me. I was a man left with nothing to use other than my right hand for physical pleasures, though I desperately wanted to shove my dick as hard as I could deep inside of… “Mr. Flanagan?” Lewis opened my office door just as I started cumming, ropes of cum shooting out and hitting the top of my desk, dripping down over my shoes and my pants and underwear which were around my ankles. Thank God there was a front to my desk or Lewis would have seen a geyser erupting. “Lewis,” I said, still in the middle of my orgasm. I moved forward toward my desk, hiding the fact that I was naked from the waist down. I tried to control my face as waves of pleasure shook my body. Seeing his face, seeing his body clothed in nothing but a towel, caused my orgasm to go into overdrive. I felt as if I wanted to pass out from the pleasure. “I just wanted to say thanks for talking to me today,” he said. “You’re right. I know what I’ve got to tell Becca.” “Happy to help,” I said, stifling a moan. Lewis closed the door, unaware of having just caught me in an orgasm which had his name written all over it. I fell back into my chair, my dick hitting the bottom of my desk where my cum was dripping down all over my legs. I took time to catch my breath. Fuck, I thought. That was too close. My wife fell asleep before I did, allowing me the opportunity to slip out of bed. I went down to the basement/my office and booted up my computer. I went online and looked up pictures from the school’s website, finding every picture I could of Lewis from our recent games. Even they weren’t enough. I logged onto Facebook and found his profile. He and his family had gone to Florida over Christmas break, giving me dozens of photos of him on the beach. If the pictures of his dad were any indicator of what Lewis would eventually look like, I knew his smooth body would soon be growing a thick pelt of hair. Even his dad was turning me on, a bull of a man himself. I grabbed a pillow and folded it in half, shoving my dick inside, staring at the photos of Lewis as I pumped in and out. I thought of him running on the court, covered in sweat, skin glowing from the workout. I thought of him standing in my doorway, nothing but a towel around his waist, unaware that, at that moment, my cock was erupting cum in an orgasm that he had caused. I thought of him alone in the locker room showers, his naked body mine for the taking. I'd walk in, wrap my arms around his body, one hand on his dick while the other covered his mouth. I'd thrust my dick up inside him and... “Fuck,” I said, dropping the pillow and jerking my dick. “It’s all for you, Lewis. It’s all for you.” I closed my eyes as I started cumming, my muscles tight, balls pulling up into my body to unload what would be buckets of cum. For a second, I couldn’t breathe, my mouth open wide, my mind screaming his name. As I came down from my orgasm high, I looked at my computer screen and found it coated in cum, Lewis’s face smiling behind my dripping seed. “Well,” I said, wiping the sweat from my forehead, “I guess that computer is ruined.” Lewis was missing from practice which was unlike him. I asked one of the other players if they knew where he was. “Don’t think he’s coming,” he told me. “His girlfriend broke up with him. I think he’s devastated.” The guy smiled, clearly thinking of the available pussy now free to fuck. The guys finished practice and showered as I returned to my office. I felt bad for ruining Lewis’ relationship, but another realization made me feel even worse. If he wasn’t willing to fuck his girlfriend, there was no way he’d be willing to… “Mr. Flanagan,” a voice called from the closed door. It opened, revealing Lewis outside. His eyes looked a bit red from crying, but I could tell that he was trying to be tough. “Hey, Lewis,” I said, motioning him to step inside. “I’m sorry for missing practice,” he said, closing the door. “I just couldn’t make it today. You see—” “It’s alright, Lewis,” I told him. “I already know what happened.” “You know that I didn’t… well, you know.” I nodded. “I just feel terrible,” he told me. “I mean, I’m glad I told her no, but now I’m feeling like shit.” Lewis’ eyes got wide at the word. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to say that.” “It’s alright, Lewis,” I said, standing up and walking around to the other side of my desk, leaning back on the surface. “I get it. You will feel like shit. That’s how it is when it comes to relationships. You get your heart broken.” “Did that ever happen to you?” “Plenty of times,” I said, thinking back to the first guy I had wanted to kiss, to be with, to… “It’s just so unfair,” he said. “Everyone else gets to have sex, but I can’t." "Have you talked to your dad about it?" I asked, thinking back to the shirtless pictures I had seen of him the night before. I started to imagine being sandwiched between them, by the tight jockstrap pushed my dick down, causing me to wince. "He said I did the right thing," Lewis told me. "But he also said that becase I'm upset about it, that I must be depraved, lusting after sinful things." "You're an eighteen-year-old man," I told him. "That's just what it's like at that age. Let me tell you something, it never goes away." "Really?" I nodded. "Not to bring you down, but, as a man, you aren't thinking with this head," I said, pointing to my face, "as much as you are with this one," I said, pointing at my crotch. It had been a risky statement, but I saw a small smile turn Lewis's lips. "They all think I’m some kind of freak.” "Who?" "The guys on the team," he said. "Becca's been telling everyone that I'm a virgin and that I'm pathetic. Everyone is laughing at me." “No, they aren't.” “No one is going to want me,” Lewis said, his eyes growing red again as he fought back tears. “I’m going to die a virgin.” “No, you won’t,” I said, standing up and reaching out to him, pulling him into a hug. Our chests were pressed together and I could feel his heart racing as he tried to manage his breathing. He felt warm against me, warmer than anyone I’d ever been near. “You’ll find someone who loves you,” I told him, his emotions calming, his face pressed against my shoulder. I could smell his skin, his hair, the cologne he wore. He smelled manly, young and strong. “Someone who wants to be with you, who… wants every part of you. Someone who… needs to have you close to them, held tight, in their arms.” My arms tightened around him, his body growing closer to mine. His breathing slowed. “Someone who… wants to feel your body—” Lewis pushed away from me, his red eyes narrowed and looking me over. I took a step forward, but he stepped back. “Lewis, I—” He ran out of my office, leaving me alone and now petrified for my life. Fuck! What if he tells someone? I’ll lose my job. Tell them it was all a mistake. He's overly emotional. He misunderstood. He didn’t though. I wanted him. For years I’ve kept this part of me a secret, lying to everyone I know, to my wife most of all, and now, the first person I start to open up to, and this is what happens. I turned to my desk and slammed my fists down on top, yelling. My heart was racing as tears filled my eyes. My life was over. “Mr. Flanagan…” My heart stopped. I turned slowly, finding Lewis in the doorway. “Lewis,” I said, trying to compose myself. He stepped inside. “Lewis, I’m sorry. I think that we… I mean, I think that…” He continued to walk toward me until he was standing in front of me, staring into my eyes. His were blue... a clear, vibrant blue. “Lewis, I—” Lewis grabbed the back of my head and pulled us together, locking us into a kiss which sent my mind racing. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 2 coming soon. And FYI guys, I'm trying to be careful here as I'm trying to stress that there is nothing going on between an adult and someone underage. Every depiction of Lewis seen in a sexual manner is from after he turned 18 (memories, pictures, whatever). I just want to be clear. There is no sexualizing of minors in this piece or any other piece I've written or will write.

Been there many times. Love it. Last time I was there I bred a sexy bear on the outside patio with an audience. During one of the themed nights pre-COVID I took 14 loads.

Hey guys. It's been a while and I wanted to make sure the story was finished... for real this time. This last chapter is dedicated to a friend and his boy who inspired the session in this story and to my bf who, thanks to this story, has been inspired by puppy & boy. Daddy’s Cuntboy – A Continuation 22 - Finale The rush of my cunt’s contents continued and boy struggled to take it all in. “Fucking chempig bastard!!” puppy yelled. Reaching a new level of depravity, boy continued to repeat the words, “Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Yes!” … as he wallowed on the black rubber tiled floor and slurped up my cunt’s discharge. “Holy Fuck...” I mumbled, seeing him succumbing to his desires. I crawled to him and began to scoop up the remnants of my cunt and fed him. His completely dilated pupils signaling his loss of control, boy pushed his face into my palms... lapping and slurping to take every last drop as his growls grew in intensity. I sat there on my haunches watching boy’s final break and I looked at Daddy. Daddy sat back in the chair and nodded. The drug fueled hunger in boy continued as I flashed to the beginnings of my own craving for the meth. I knew his body still hungered and I pulled down my jock pouch. Releasing my impotent cock, I held it up to boy. “Feed,” I said gently to him, knowing that he needed the chempiss filling my bladder. Quickly, he let out a loud groan and began suckling my limp cock and fingering my cunt lips. “Fucking cunt piss for my beta,” I growled... opening my cunt to take his hand... as I fell onto the floor and boy settled in between my legs and rested his head on my bloated ball sac. I began to slowly release a load of chempiss into his mouth as I gently held his head. “That’s it... fucking feed,” I encouraged him, realizing that I would now be a source of his nourishment. Finally satiated, boy finished and released my cock. “Fuck!” Pulling out of my cunt, he took a long lick of his fingers and held his hand up to me and gave me a wicked smile. I grabbed his hand and completely cleaned it with my tongue. “Fucking spun-out chempigs,” puppy growled approaching us. Smelling his piss soaked and rank jock pouch, I began to salivate. I looked up into his dark eyes as he smiled down at us. “Fucking alpha,” I chuckled and began to chew on the full red pouch. Suddenly, boy spread my ass cheeks apart to inspect my cunt lips. “Oh fuck!” he moaned, his body shaking and his fingers began to feel the permanently thickened flesh surrounding my cunt. “Fuck!” He continued. HIs fingers moved inward to feel the depth of my cunt lips. My cunt was on fire... my cunt lips began to throb from the exploration until a soft moan escaped from boy’s lips... “yeah...” His exploration continued... “Yeah...” a more determined plea came out. “Shit yeah!” I thought and egged boy on, my cunt lips pulsing and grabbing his fingers. “Yeah boy? Yeah what?” Hesitating, boy continued to his manipulation of my cunt until he could no longer resist. “Please!” he said, turning to Daddy. “Fucking do it to me!” Daddy smiled and nodded as the doorbell rang and he picked up the phone. “I’d already decided, boy.” “Yeah... be right there.” Daddy said brusquely and hung up. “Come,” snapping his fingers, he growled at puppy and our alpha dropped on all fours and went to him. Snapping on a leash and leading puppy out the door, Daddy turned to me. “Get some rigs ready and pack the pipe. We got guests.” I gave a questioning look to puppy, he snapped at my hesitation. “You heard Daddy, get them ready. They left the dungeon and I smiled as I saw puppy’s moist cunt lips leaving a trail of slime behind him. I moved to the metal box on the gear shelf and began to prepare for the upcoming session. Taking hold of the box, I held my breath for second and opened it. “Fuck...” I exhaled, seeing the manifestation of what I had become. Daddy no longer paid for the white crystals filling it the box, my body was now the currency he used. This was part I played in our twisted foursome. Yet, this was what I craved. My transformed body... what boy once called a freak... needed this. Fixing the rigs, I proceeded to heavily pack a few pipes. I was Daddy’s chemwhore and fucking proud of it. Noticing boy was coming down, I handed him a pipe but then thought twice. “Fucker...” I smiled and grabbed a couple of rigs. “Shit yes!” boy groaned as I slammed myself... the craving had begun in him. “Yeah?” I asked... “Fuck yes! Please!” boy repeated. “Hop on the sling.” I told boy and he quickly climbed on, spreading his legs to reveal his cunt. Grabbing his arm, I proceeded to slam the fucker. “AH FUCK!” boy coughed as the slam rushed through his veins and I dropped to my knees between his legs and began chewing on his cunt lips. “Fucking bloated cunt lips on my beta.” I growled into his cunt... waiting for the day his cunt lips would match mine. Walking to the front door, Daddy hesitated as he held the door knob. “Get ready puppy, Jay is bringing his boy with him." Smiling, puppy growled. “Hey, come on in,” Daddy greeted Jay, motioning him and the boy in. From his position, puppy took them in. Jay was in his mid-30's with a touch of gray about 6’ and about 180lbs... built but not muscular with a medium dusting of body hair. Smiling at puppy, Jay walked past Daddy and motioned for his boy to follow. “Come on, slut.” The boy nervously stood there for a minute, seeing our Daddy’s ringed cock begin to rise as he held the leash connecting to puppy’s collared sweaty shaved muscular body. “It’s ok, boy.” Daddy laughed, “He won’t bite... right puppy?” and began to pet the alpha pup. “Grrr,...Arff!” puppy joked. The boy looked to Jay for direction. “It’s ok, slut,” and he motioned him to Daddy’s side. “Nice...” Daddy commented at the blond-haired, blue-eyed boy. “How old are you, slut?” Daddy questioned him. “26... Sir,” he nervously responded and looked to Jay. “Still young enough to begin your training,” Daddy snickered as he led everyone back to the dungeon. Reaching the dungeon door, “OK,” Daddy said getting down to business, “You both know the rules of the dungeon... no street clothes.” Jay nodded to slut and they removed their shoes and socks. Placing both pairs next to the door, slut again stood next to Jay. Acknowledging slut’s subservience to him, Jay handed his shirt and jeans to slut who laid them on top of the shoes. Jay stood there revealing a fat cock filling his white jockstrap. Come on, slut... You said you wanted this...” Jay said, ordering slut to strip. Slowly, slut pulled up his shirt and held it. Taking in the sight of slut, puppy growled at the boy... 5’ 10” and 170lbs with a smooth muscular build, puppy wondered if it was natural or if he shaved. “No matter,” puppy thought, either way he’d be smooth after his training was complete. “Come-on boy... let’s get this on...” Daddy said, losing patience. “Yes, Sir.” slut nodded, accepting Daddy’s commands. Quickly, he unbuckled and slid his jeans down to reveal a trimmed crotch with a nice uncut cock with a pair of full balls. He folded his jeans and bent down to place them on his sneakers, providing the first look at his shaved cunt, “GRRR,” puppy growled knowing that the boy shaved and went commando. After a bit, Daddy opened the door and ushered Jay and slut into the dungeon. “Fuck!” slut let out... seeing me between boy’s legs, chewing on his cunt lips, my legs stretched wide exhibiting my thick throbbing cunt lips... my stretched-out ball sac hanging low. Hearing the strangers enter, I stopped and turned around and remained on my haunches... my legs spread from the immense size of my ball sac sitting between my thighs. Wiping boy’s cunt juices from my face, I remained still. “What the fuck?!” slut gasped as he took in the sight of my swollen pig tits and bloated ball sac stretching my yellow jock. “That is cunt, my chemwhore.” Daddy laughed, remembering the reaction boy had that first night to seeing me. It was the same night I saw for myself what Daddy had transformed me into... what he had wanted for me since the first night I arrived and he took me into the dungeon. Daddy took hold of slut’s cock. “Come on, let’s get cunt working on you.” Unsure, slut looked to Jay but Daddy’s authoritarian manner quickly caused him to follow. Remaining in my position, my mouth cunt drooled at the cock now before me. Opening my mouth cunt, my tongue stretched to take the droplet of pre-cum oozing from the cock slit. My tongue darted around the cockhead and captured his essence. Taking a long deep breath, the musky smell of his groin drew me in. Resisting the urge to take his cock down my throat, I ran my tongue along the length of his semi-hard shaft and down to his full sac. I felt his now erect, dripping cock drag across my face, my tongue reached for one of his heavy balls, trying to gauge the amount of cum it contained. “Fuck...” slut trembled as I moved to the soft silky skin of his inner thighs and began to lick and taste the beads of sweat now slowly dripping down his legs. Feeling the hard flesh against my face, I sat back and looked up to the sight of the pink helmet of his cock sitting on the pulsing shaft arching out over my face. “Shit...” he moaned with pleasure. I leaned in and felt my mouth cunt envelop him when it finally came within range of my grasping lips. The feel of slut’s now hard flesh filling me caused him to gasp wildly as the vibrations on his shaft increased. Slurping loudly on his shaft, my hands moved to grip his ass cheeks and pulled him deeper in... my forefingers crept inward and fingered his cunt, causing it to throb. “You like my cunt’s mouth, boy?” Daddy asked, watching him squirm and thrust as he became more aroused. “Fucking love it, Sir!” slut responded with increasing thrusts. Finally, when his stiff shaft was hitting the back of my throat, I knelt up and positioned myself to take it down to the root. “AH SHIT!” slut cried out, feeling my throat muscles begin to milk his cock. “Fucking feed that cunt!” puppy growled, “Fucking give him your load!” Without a second thought, I pulled out of his cunt and grabbed my pecs to work my hard-thickened pig tits. “Fuck yes,” I moaned, taking hold of my tits with my fingernails and increased the pressure. Grasping my head, slut held on tight, moaning in ecstasy until he lost control. “Take it!” slut yelled, his hands moving to my shoulders to steady himself as he exploded. Wanting every last drop, my throat constricted to pull the creamy load out. Satisfied, I released his spent cock and sucked his ball sac into my mouth cunt. “Shit!” he groaned feeling my rigid tongue wriggle around them, pushing them from one stretched out cheek to the other. His moaning continued... “Clean him up and get him ready.” Daddy interrupted and pulled me off him. I nodded and stood. Grasping his hand in mine, I led him to the showers and grabbed the manacles hanging from the ceiling and quickly restrained him. “GRRRR,” puppy growled at the sight of slut standing there, totally exposed. I smiled and hurriedly took the shower hose, turned on the water and adjusted the water temperature and hosed him down. Hurriedly, I pulled the shaving foam and razor from the shelf. I then took a handful of lather and began to cover his crotch while familiarizing myself with the feel of his cock and ball sac. Squatting down, “Hold still,” I said and took the razor and carefully shaved his cock and sac. Then I went after his trimmed pubes making sure to remove every single dark blond hair. Finishing his crotch, I moved to the back of his balls and worked my way up his taint to concentrate on his puckered cunt lips as he groaned at the sensation of being completely shaved by someone else. Grabbing more lather, I stood and began to cover his body from the neck down. I then proceeded to shave his body, making sure every last strand of hair was removed. Satisfied I had completed my task, I rinsed him off and toweled off the freshly shaved boy. Releasing slut from the restraints, his arms dropped in relief and he began to shake them, allowing the blood to flow back into his hands. Quickly, I pushed him forward onto all fours, exposing his cunt. “Gonna clean you out now,” I said, warning him as I inserted the enema nozzle. “Hold it... Hold it...” I continued to repeat as the warm water entered his cunt and I massaged his distended belly. “Hold tight,” I instructed, removing the nozzle and guiding him to the drain. His cunt now directly over the drain, I nodded and he let out a loud groan as the contents of his cunt rushed out. “Again,” I smiled leading him to the shower area and we continued to repeat the ritual until the water ran clear. When we finished, I pulled him up and reattached his restraints hanging from the ceiling. Daddy then walked over to admire my handiwork, running his hands over slut’s shaved body... his fingers dug into flesh as slut groaned from the painful erection caused by the shaving and enemas, he had just experienced. Noticing slut’s now throbbing cock and rising ball sac, Daddy grabbed his sac and grabbed it tightly. “Fuck!” slut gasped as Daddy took a ball-stretcher and closed it around his balls, forcing them down. “Better...” Daddy growled and turned him to face the mirrored wall opposite the shower area. Catching his breath, slut looked into the mirror and caught the first glimpse of his shaved pits and completely denuded body. I remained at Daddy’s side, entranced by the dark pink leaking cock and stretched out ball sac. Seeing the dripping pre-cum pool on the black tiled floor, I impulsively moved to it and lapped it up. “Fucking pig,” boy laughed... seeing me in my element, but at the same time craving to join me in the moment. “Go on boy...” Daddy smiled and my beta joined me between slut’s legs. He began to wipe the clear fluid onto the dark pink head causing slut to shiver with excitement. I moved back to watch boy’s eyes fixate on the throbbing cock as he licked his lips and his mouth fell open to take it in his mouth. “AHH SHIT!” slut exhaled as his knees nearly gave way, moaning with pleasure from the movement of boy’s mouth and tongue. Then I heard it... the sound of the torch being lit and I immediately let out a moan, turned to Daddy. “Back off cunt. This is for our guest.” Daddy snarled, putting the pipe stem to slut’s lips and their eyes locked. I grew tense, wanting the precious smoke. “Inhale...” Daddy ordered. “Deeper...” Watching slut smoking the crystal, I began to growl... the craving overtaking me. “Please Daddy!” I begged, the hunger for the chems taking over my body. “Fucking chemwhore,” Daddy growled as he held the pipe to slut’s lips with one hand and released the wrist restraints with the other. “Take it,” he ordered slut who quickly took it and applied the torch to the bowl and resumed filling his lungs with more of the crystal as his pupils darkened. “Restrain that fucking chemwhore!” Daddy yelled at puppy. Quickly, puppy grabbed me, lifted me to my feet and fastened my wrists to the chains that had just held slut. Moaning from the pleasure boy’s mouth and the chems now flooding through his veins, slut lifted boy’s head away from his cock and dropped to his knees in front of boy as Daddy took the pipe. “Fuck yeah... fucking skin,” slut growled as both his hands went to boy’s tits and held them tightly by the thumb and forefinger. “Fucking hard tits,” he growled, examining them more closely. Then remembering, he looked directly at me... my arms held up... pushing my pecs out to expose my pig tits. “Fuck yeah...” I smirked at the spun-out slut and motioned to boy’s swollen tits... “Pig tits.” With a groan, slut’s mouth moved to boy’s tits, biting and sucking at the swollen tips of flesh. “Shit yes!” boy encouraged as slut licked his way down boy’s sweaty torso taking in the scent of boy’s chem sweat. Continuing down across boy’s washboard abs, he came to the throbbing jock pouch and began to tongue the rubbered outline of the hard shaft and weighted ball sac. “Cock!” grunted and began to tongue the stretched outline of boy’s cock. Growling, slut quickly covered the rubbered pouch in a sheen of saliva. “Fuck yeah! Fucking tweaked out slut! How you feeling fucking tweaked out fag.” boy taunted. Continuing, slut’s hands moved up boy’s strong thighs and grasped the waistband to free the straining cock and took it all the way down to the root, the weighted ball sac striking slut’s chin with every thrust. “Fucking hungry fag,” Jay sneered in the background as Daddy held a point to his vein. “Do it!” Jay begged Daddy. “Fucking slam me!” With a chuckle, Daddy inserted the tip of the needle and pulled the register. “Ready fucker? Gonna give you a fucking large one and have you begging for cock. Fucking slam that part of you to the surface I know is there.” With a grunt, Daddy shoved the plunger down and released the tourniquet. “AHHHH! YES!!! Fuck!” Jay loudly sighed as the slam ran through his veins and he fell to his knees. “Shit! Yeh!” he growled, taking in the sight of his slut slobbering on boy’s cock. With a wild look in his eyes, jay crawled to slut’s cock and took it in. “See slut,” Daddy yelled, “I knew with a large enough dose, that the pussypig in him would come out. Surprised at the turn of events, slut tensed but continued on worshipping the cock in his mouth. “UHHH!” slut muffled groans reverberated on boy’s cock as he felt Jay’s mouth devouring his cock. “Boy! Back off!” Daddy yelled. “This is between them now.” Not understanding, boy reluctantly pushed slut’s hungry mouth away from his crotch and crawled to Daddy’s side. Patting his head, Daddy smiled down and motioned him to puppy. “Gone on boy...feed.” Quickly, he moved to puppy’s cock and began to feed on another load of chempiss. Not having boy’s cock in his mouth, slut began to concentrate on the feeling on his cock. “Shit yes,” he smiled, grabbing jay’s head and forcefully shoving his cock down on the hungry mouth. “Yeah, fucker... you want some cock?” slut taunted him. “Fucking pussypig needs to be fed? You a fucking pussypig now aren’t ya?” Suddenly, the tina took complete hold of jay and he let out another moan as he released the thick hard cock. “Fuck yeh! Fucking feed my pussy, slut.” he begged, turning around and spreading his ass cheeks to expose his pussy. “Fuck yeah...” slut grunted, shoving his cock into the unlubricated pussy. “AH FUCK!” jay yelled out; his pussy now stretched to the hilt by slut’s cock. “Take it, pussypig!” slut grunted and his thrusts intensified. The rhythmic sounds of slut’s balls slapping against the conspicuously shaved ass cheeks filled the room. “See that shaved pussy on him?” Daddy laughed, “Fucking advertising for cock.” The three of us remained quiet at the sudden turn of events. The boy we had prepared to be trained as a chemfag was now dominating... “What do ya think, slut?” Daddy laughed. “How’s that pussy feel on your cock?” The sound of hard grunts coming from slut stopped as his body began to spasm... releasing a torrent of now chemmed up spunk into the pussypig. “Fucking love it!” slut smiled and slammed himself against pussypig’s shaved ass. “Better than my fucking girlfriend’s pussy.” Pulling out, “definitely tighter,” he laughed as he moved to pussypig’s open mouth. “Fucking clean it, pussypig,” he ordered. “Shit, yeh!” pussypig licked his lips and swallowed it in one move, tasting his own pussy for the first time. With his eyes closed, slut began to take in the sensation on his softening cock until he felt Daddy’s hard body behind him. Grasping slut tightly against his pecs, Daddy slipped his hard cock between slut’s ass cheeks and spoke into his ear. “Fucking spun-out slut... what do you think of your first time in the clouds?" Feeling the thick pulsing ringed cock, slut began to submit again. “Ah fuck! Yes! I never felt anything like this,” he babbled... pushing himself against the shaft. “Please,” he begged, forgetting that he had just finished fucking the pussypig still on his cock as the feeling of Daddy’s cock caused his cunt to throb in hunger. “Sure, but I think cunt is thirsty.” Daddy laughed. “H’uuuh?” slut moaned, continuing to grasp at the hard cock with his ass cheeks. “Look at cunt over there. He needs your chempiss, slut,” Daddy softly murmured, “You’re gonna fucking have those chems coming out of your body.” Licking his sweaty neck... ”sweat.” Taking hold of slut’s cock, “and most of all, piss,” Daddy chuckled and motioned to puppy to release me. Opening his eyes, slut turned to me and I struggled. Unrestrained, I dropped and crawled to them, ready to take slut’s first load of chempiss. “Boy,” Daddy suddenly broke the moment, “take this fucking pussypig and have at. You deserve it.” With a wicked smile, boy grabbed pussypig by the shoulders and pulled him off slut’s cock and shoved his own cock into the cum filled pussy. “Shit yeh boy! Fuck me...” pussypig begged as boy brutally worked him over. With pussypig, now out of the way, I went directly to slut’s uncut cock and slowly worked my mouth cunt over the shaft while pushing the foreskin from the cock head. “Good cunt,” Daddy said, looking down at me as he towered behind slut. “Go on, feed cunt,” he encouraged. Feeling slut begin to relax, I tightened my lips and waited to feel the first drops of chempiss. It didn’t take long until the first stream filled my mouth and slut’s piss hit my taste buds. “Fucking pig!” slut marveled as we locked our eyes on each other and I became his first human urinal. My eyes reflected the intense pleasure I was feeling from the fluid coming from slut... the meth and piss mixed together. The flow began to trickle until his bladder had emptied and I released his cock... leaving a sample of his chempiss in my mouth. I rose and stood before slut. Grabbing his head with my right hand, I pulled him to me. “Fucker...” I mumbled, and placed my lips against his. Forcing his lips open with my wet tongue, I released the mouthful of his first load of chempiss. “Drink up, slut,” Daddy said, holding him tenderly and with a deep groan, slut had his first taste of chempiss... and by the looks of things... it wouldn’t be his last. Then, in a quick motion, Daddy took hold of slut in his strong arms and took him to the sling. “Fucking beautiful slut, you ready for a slam?” Daddy smiled down as he held him slightly above the sweat and piss infused leather. Dropping him in the sling, Daddy quickly restrained him. “Yeeahhh...” slut growled, relishing in the what was happening. “Good...cunt, get a rig...” Daddy ordered, “I want slut feeling me splitting him open when you fill his veins for the first time” and smiled down at the splayed-out slut. I grabbed the prepared rig and began to prep slut’s arm. Pulling the register, I smiled at Daddy and nodded, his cock standing hard and rigid at slut’s cunt... “Easy slut, this is gonna be a fucking rid.” I felt puppy’s arms envelop me and shove his cock into me. “Ahhh, fuuuuck! Fucking feed my hungry cunt, puppy!” I yelled, pushing the plunger down and saw the pink contents flow into the virgin vein. I leaned back against puppy and began to milk that precious cock my cunt craved as we stood. Then it happened, the initial coughing from the chems flowing throughout his body and hitting his lungs caused slut to buck as Daddy shoved his cock into the now well-worn cunt. Holding on tightly to his hips, Daddy grunted, "I need a fuck, let’s see how fucking tight you are now slut," and the deep thrusts began. “Oh, shit yeah, he found a good one in you, slut,” and he rammed his fat cock in and out of that cum-filled cunt causing the room to fill with the squelching sound now emanating from his cunt. We stood there, puppy slowly thrusting deep inside my cunt, watching the onslaught. “How’s that feel slut?” I yelled at slut as puppy’s thrusts intensified. “UUUU’hhhh,” slut moaned, feeling the combinations of the slam and Daddy’s cock. “Fuuu’uh ckin love itttt!” he began to babble... his cunt taking completely over. “Shit! Shit! Shit!” he continued, Daddy’s thrusts growing deeper and harder. My alpha and I smiled, knowing the signs of his oncoming release. “FUCKING TAKE IT! SLUT!” Daddy roared as he emptied his load inside slut and puppy pushed me down to the tiled floor and took out his lust on my cunt. Pulling out of slut’s wrecked cunt, Daddy moved to slut’s open mouth. Without being told, slut groaned and enthusiastically took it in and began to clean the off the remnants of the contents of his cunt. “Good boy,” Daddy patted his cheek. Taking sight of all the action in the dungeon... he smiled... puppy continued fucking me... slut spun-out on the sling with the hunger still emanating from his cunt. Daddy then looked over to boy... pussypig on his cock, milking the last of boy’s chempiss. Daddy arching his neck, signaled to boy. Understanding, boy pulled pussypig off his cock and turned him to face Daddy. Piss dripping from his mouth, pussypig groaned at the sight of Daddy with slut’s mouth still on his cock. “Go on... jay...“ Daddy winked, calling him by his name and motioned to slut’s cunt.” “YEH!” jay groaned as he crawled to the sling, seeing Daddy approach him with a packed pipe and torch. “Go on, take a hit.” Daddy placed the stem in his mouth and lit the bowl. Without a second thought, jay took hold of the pipe and took in a deep toke. “One more for the road... jay...” Daddy sneered, emphasizing his name again. Taking another, jay looked up with a wicked smile and blew the thick white cloud towards Daddy. Daddy angrily grabbed the pipe and torch and handed them to me. SLAP! The sound of the heavy slap stopped us all and we turned to see. “YOU FUCKING REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE! A FUCKING PUSSYPIG ONCE YOU GET ENOUGH OF THAT IN YOU!” Daddy roared. Grabbing the pipe, Daddy shoved him towards slut. “Go on... jay...” Daddy mocked him. “You will always be a pussypig to me... jay.” Smiling, Daddy turned to the surprised slut... his mouth open and still dripping. “Remember that slut.” he told him with a steely eyed glare and kicked jay to the edge of the sling. “Get on with it... or I’ll fucking make sure that only pussypig leaves here.” Seeing the wrecked cunt in front of him, jay moved in and began to feed on slut’s dripping cunt. “Ah shit!” slut, let out a whimper as he felt jay begin to chew on the his now slightly swollen cunt lips. Rising, jay inspected his slut. “Fuck yeh, finally” he growled, “Fucking spun-out slut with fucking a sloppy cunt already full of cum,” and rammed his cock into slut’s cunt and began a drug fueled rant full of obscenities as he rammed deep into the cunt. The fucking continued... "Here it comes slut, you ready for more of that hot cum in that cunt of yours? " he grunted and shot a load of chemmed spunk inside slut’s cunt. “Ah man... more...” slut groaned as he began to buck and swing his cunt forward, a sign his cunt was still in charge. “Shit yeh,” jay smiled, “finally,” leaning in and fingering the sloppy cunt. “Please!” slut begged,” Feed my cunt,” he murmured, remembering my earlier pleas and finally realizing that was what he craved... to have his cunt fed. Groaning lustily, jay pushed his fingers in the throbbing cunt as slut’s shaved balls slipped over his hand. He kept pushing and soon slut's cunt was filled with jay’s fingers. “Ready slut?’ he said, his thumb playing with slut’s ball sac... not a question but a command and he clenched and pushed hard. “SHIT YEAH!” slut yelled as his cunt opened up and took the entire hand. “MAN! YES!” slut yelled as he felt jay’s hand expand against his cunt walls. “Feed my hungry cunt!” slut begged, his eyes closed and head rolling back, enjoying the fullness of his cunt. I laughed, remembering the first time my cunt took a fist. Slowly, jay began to manipulate his fingers, feeling the wet slippery cum engulfing his hand. Little by little, jay began to pull in and out... watching slut’s expanded cunt lips slide against his wrist. Open your fucking eyes slut,” I told him. “Look up and see what you’ve become.” With a shudder, he opened his eyes and let out a deep moan at the reflection in mirror above him. “Ah man!” slut exclaimed seeing jay’s wrist surrounded by his cunt lips. “You don’t know how fucking long I’ve wanted this, slut” jay continued, his hand slowly pulling out. Exhaling, slut took the teasing sensations of his fingers in as jay began to fuck him with his hand. Moving a bit faster now, slut’s cunt expanded. The fisting continued with slut letting out a deep groan with every inward stroke of jay’s hand. On feeling jay’s hand pull out, slut moaned as he saw the now raised thickened cunt lips. “You like that, slut?” and he shoved his hand back in and continued the fucking. “Fucking fist!” slut babbled on from the slam and the fisting. His body tensed and with a shudder, slut let out a yell as his cock rose and a load of cum oozed out of his piss slit. “HOLY SHIT!” jay yelled, seeing slut’s first anal orgasm. He gently pulled his hand out of slut’s cunt and massaged the newly expanded cunt lips. “How you feeling, slut?” he asked. “Oh, man,” slut moaned, “So fucking empty now.” and jay laughed. “Yeah?” he laughed, holding his dripping hand up. What do ya think your girlfriend would think of you now, slut?“ Continuing to moan, “Fucking need this... need cock... fuck the bitch!” With everyone concentrating on jay and slut, I continued soaring into the clouds until I emptied the bowl. My cunt was now throbbing to the beat of my heart as I saw jay’s hand dripping onto the floor. “Fuck yes!” I growled and crawled forward and began to lap it up. “Fucking cunt!” jay stared down at me and knelt. “Go on, cunt.” jay held out his hand and I began to feed like a hungry pig... the grunts emanating deep inside my gut, surprising even myself. Walking to me, Daddy laughed, “You never cease to amaze me, cunt!” Daddy laughed and wiped the last of slut’s cunt juices off my face and fed it to me with his fingers. Turning to slut on the sling, “That’s one fucking good slut. if you get tired of him, just drop him off. I could add him to my stable.” Daddy leered. “Naw,” jay quickly answered, “That one’s mine. Appreciate the help in training him.” Nodding, Daddy walked to the gear shelf and grabbed a couple items and placed them on slut’s sweaty abs. “I think he’s ready.” Looking at the items, jay grabbed the thick black silicone plug and examined the heft. “Ya think, he can take it?” he asked. “You never know until you try it,” Daddy chuckled. Placing it against slut’s cunt, he replied “Ya think he needs lube,” and shoved it in. “Ugggh,” slut slurred, the combination of the chems still flowing thru him and the brutal fucking having taken its toll. “Good to know!” jay laughed and picked up the chain collar... the lock unsecured. “Once this is locked slut, you’re mine,” he coldly stared into slut’s eyes. Nodding, slut’s cunt lips expanded as he heard the sound of the lock click. “I own you.” jay growled. “For now, pussypig,” Daddy piped in before ordering puppy and boy to release slut from the sling. I watched as my sweat slicked alpha and beta held up slut to steady him. “Fucking spun-out,” puppy laughed, shoving the plug deeper. “Take him to the guest room boys, he’s in no shape to go anywhere.” Daddy ordered. Turning to jay, “I got the guest room set up with rubber sheets and flooring. You two can let yourselves out when you’re ready.” and they led slut out. “Hold it!” Daddy ordered as they got to the door. “Remember slut, how jay.... errr... PUSSYPIG... turns with a large enough slam in him...” and they pulled him up a bit and exited with jay following. “Get the fuck over here, cunt!” Daddy snarled as he sat on the bed with a rig in his hand. “Fuck yes Daddy!” I quickly answered crawling to him. On reaching him, I placed my mouth cunt on his cock and presented my arm. “Fucking chemwhore,” he laughed and gave me another slam. “You fucking earned this, cunt.” Grateful, I began to worship my Daddy’s cock. Rising, Daddy gathered me in his arms and pulled me onto the bed with him and held me tight. “Fuck cunt, you smell of piss, piss and cum. Fucking cunt.” A bit later, puppy and boy returned and with a motion of his hands, Daddy ordered them to join us on either side of him as I remained between his legs. With Daddy’s cock in my mouth cunt, I looked up and saw puppy and boy on his tits like two nursing pups. I smiled and placed my hand on boy’s puffy cunt lips and fingered his cunt. “Fuck boy, you happy with your life, now aren’t ya?” I questioned. He looked down and studied me... a muscular shaved cunt with engorged cunt lips, pig tits and swollen ball sac that lived for meth, piss and cum. He closed his eyes, remembering all that had happened up to this point and imagining what was to come. “Yeah, cunt... I am.” The End

Bill sat beside me on the bed and wiped himself with a tissue mum handed him. Then he sipped some tea and grinned. "So, I hear Timmy's been a bad boy." He said. She laughed. "Your fault, you old sod. It was you who broke him in at the sauna!" I lay there with Bill's cum dripping from my arsehole listening to them talking like I wasn't there as Bill drank his tea. "When's he coming back to the sauna?" SHe shrugged. "Couple of days, Bill." He nodded, got off the bed and pulled up his trousers and stuffed his cock into his stained underpants. "OK," He said and slapped my rump. "Be good, Timmy!" He laughed and sidled out of the room. Mum cleaned my hole with a tissue, then went off to prepare dinner.

Part 12 “Is this how you normally spend your Friday night back home,” asked Cody. “Hell No; the assholes back in Ohio play so many games, and you have to spend a lot of time luring them.” “It’s nothing like this, that’s for sure!” “How often does this place throw parties?” Cody got a pensive look on his face like he was trying to calculate something, “I’ve been a member for a couple of years, it seems like there is something going on every week, especially on the weekends.” “Some of the events are special invitation only or require an extra fee so I am not here all the time, but there is a club website where members can see highlights of the action or previews of themed upcoming parties, so it’s worth the membership cost even if you can’t come all the time.” “Some members don’t even live in the area, and just pop in when they are town.” Rob’s eyes lit up with that information. He’d have to ask Nick about membership options later. The guys at the party were certainly getting friendlier. He thought, “Must be the fucks they have seen me throw down, I seem to be developing a fan base of admirers.” Rob certainly wasn’t used to all this mutual admiration going on, but then again he wasn’t in full control of his thoughts and actions at this point, so a guy grabbing his pecs or patting his ass seemed totally non-threatening. In some ways it was like the experience in the backroom of Rawhide the night he arrived in New Orleans. There was lots of touching, feeling and poppers being passed around in the areas where bottoms were stationed and being used. The whole atmosphere with the music, the video screens and lots of men in revealing fetish gear just made you want go with the flow. Rob was unaware that the special additions to each drink he ordered were helping increase his sex drive and lower his inhibitions. So when he and Cody were chilling and watching the Asian bottom Rolf had fucked earlier take more cock, he didn’t mind when Cody reached over and started stroking his cock. In fact he leaned down and started kissing Cody. “So do you think you are ready for our rematch,” asked Cody. “You bet; Let’s go!” Back at the fuck racing station the two bottoms were still taking loads. The activity had obviously started to wear them out. They were more slumped over the sawhorse now and both their asses were clearly stretched and ruined. It was hard to count the number of ticks on each ass but it looked like they were fairly even, although the rosebud extending from the blonde’s ass was a little bigger. “You had Brownie last time so we need to switch bottoms; you get Blondie this time Rob.” When they stepped up to the bottoms, Rob fingered the blonde’s ass. It was so loose, it did however feel like there was a significant amount of cum in the distended hole so that would help. ”Ready….. Set….Fuck!” Rob and Cody both plunged into their respective bottom’s ass. Rob tried not to concentrate too much so not to put any pressure on himself; this was after all at least his 5th load tonight and that wasn’t counting all the pre-cum he had been leaking and leaving all night. Blondie’s hole was so loose. He tried to angle his thrusts so his cock would brush the sides of the well-used fuck tunnel, but the hole was so sloppy there wasn’t much resistance. When he closed his eyes he could hear the sound of cum sloshing with each stroke. He had to keep slapping the ass in front of him just to try to get it to tighten up. The thought crossed his mind that he could probably insert his hand into the blonde’s ass and jerk off, but that would kind of be cheating. Images of all the bottoms he had fucked the last two days filled his head as he pumped away, finally he felt his balls churn and he shot his load. This time he was way ahead of Cody who was still furiously pounding the brunette’s ass trying to get off. “Looks like you lost again Cody.” Cody smiled and conceded defeat. “Guess you are going to have to give me some pointers on how to fuck,” he said. “Anytime man, anytime.” “Rob, maybe we can find us a bottom or two Saturday night, get them tweaked and tag their asses together.” “There is a big selection of bottoms on a Saturday night in the Quarter; it’s pretty easy pickings.” Rob looked at Cody and said, “That would be great, you could be my wingman; kind of like a fuck apprentice.” Cody tried his hardest not to roll his eyes before retorting “Yeah right, let me get something to give you my number.” As Cody left he felt a hand on his shoulder that made him jump. “Damn Nick you really have to stop this sneaking up on me!” Nick just grinned as he said, “I was just checking to see if you were ready to go, it’s about 3 a.m. and things are starting to wind down here.” Rob replied, “Yeah I think I am ready, I hate to leave, but the bottoms are getting pretty loose at this point.” “Rest assured though, after a couple hours rest I’ll be ready to play some more.” Cody came back and handed Rob a card with his phone number. “I just realized the time, it actually is Saturday,” he laughed. “Text me later and we’ll get together tonight and go cruising for ass” “It was fun meeting you Rob, I look forward to playing some more with you.” With that he gave Nick a knowing wink and left. “Come on Rob; let’s get you back to your hotel.” When they got to Nick’s car they retrieved their clothes from the trunk and quickly slid them over their gear. As they were driving back to town Rob asked, “When is the next party; is there one this week while I am still in town?” “I’d be willing to buy a membership if necessary.” Nick explained that the space was rented for a private birthday party Saturday night, but there was another gathering on Sunday night. “I can probably get you in Sunday; I think there is still space available.” “It will be similar to tonight with some special featured entertainment,” Nick chuckled. He then continued, “I was thinking and have a proposition for you.” “You seemed to hit it off with everyone and I had a couple of people comment about how hot you looked.” “Would you be willing to come to the shop and do a photoshoot of sorts in some gear, I really think your images would help me promote business.” “We can work out some discounts on more gear and possibly a club membership in return for you volunteering.” Rob’s ego was eating up the thought of being immortalized in a print ad campaign. “Sure, that would be great; what time would be good?” “Well, I want to get a photographer rather than taking the photos on my cell phone since I want them to look professional to drive business, but think I can have him there for the session at 4 on Sunday afternoon; would that work for you?” “That sounds like a good plan to me,” replied Rob. As they pulled up to his hotel, Rob smiled thinking how great this vacation was turning out. He thanked Nick and got out of the car. “See you Sunday, Nick.”

I can't forget the biohazard parties at the Fort. Dozens of poz men, mostly wasted, fucking like dogs and sharing their toxic loads. Many of my AIDS babies come from those parties at the Fort. I regret it has closed so soon.

PART 3 Conrad looked up at me and smiled. His legs were still wide open, and a pearl-size drop of cum escaped his hole. I pushed it in with my finger, and he moaned. “Sit up, boy,” I said. “Take three nice hits off the pipe for your big bro. I’m gonna get us ready for a night at the baths.” I heard the click of the lighter as I grabbed a white jockstrap from the laundry basket, giving it a quick smell and catching a whiff of cum, sweat, and piss in the fabric pouch. I threw it to Conrad. “Here, bud—wear this,” I said. “It’s only slightly used.” He nodded as a dense cloud billowed from his mouth. Meanwhile, I grabbed my playkit, threw on a T-shirt, and pulled my gym shorts over my cock—still rock-hard and glistening with fresh poz seed. The mesh fabric strained around my erection, pulling on the elastic and revealing just a little bit of the thick patch of hair above my cock. I heard the boy hit the pipe a second time, then a third, as I prepared another dose of G in the kitchen. I brought him the dose as he exhaled smoke from his nose like a regular chemwhore. “Drink up,” I said, “then put on those shorts. But leave your tank top here, OK? I want everybody to see my lil’ bro’s hot fuckin’ body.” He nodded, gulping at the G-laced soda before pulling his shorts over the jockstrap. The waistline landed about one-third of the way down his bubble butt, revealing a bright-white band of elastic. “Good boy,” I said, lighting up the pipe and sharing the smoke with him in a deep, hungry kiss. “Now let’s go feed your hot little butt.” He practically ran to the bathhouse, stopping every 50 feet or so to keep his shorts from slipping to the ground. Finally I grabbed his hand, unbuttoned the top button, and let the shorts fall. He shot a worried glance my way. “Don’t worry, bud,” I said with a triumphant grin, opening the front doors to the bathhouse. “Nobody here’s gonna complain.” My buddy Rick was on duty at the ticket window. As Conrad and I approached, he gave the kid a once-over and laughed. “Holy shit, dude,” he said to me. “This one's gonna be good.” “It already is,” I said, showing him one of my fingers slick with cum from Conrad’s hole. Rick practically licked his chops. (He was one of my regular top buddies, and he especially loved sprinkling a layer of T on his raw poz dick and sliding it inside a faggot’s wrecked, dripping cumhole.) As he secured a room for us, I glanced back at the guys standing in line. All of them craned their necks to see my boy leaning against the counter in his jockstrap. I pulled his ass apart, revealing a trickle of cum running down his leg. That earned a few grunts of piggy appreciation. Then I whispered in my lil’ bro’s ear: “Keep spreading it, boy. Be proud of your hunger.” He nodded eagerly, reaching back and showing off his smooth, knocked-up boyhole. One of the dudes in line responded with a single word: “Fuuuuuuuuuck.” “The sling room is taken,” said Rick. “But I’m pretty sure you’ll be invited there at some point.” (He gave the word “point” a little extra emphasis, followed by a wink.) “Anyway, I managed to get a deluxe room for you. Come on through and let me check your bags.” We walked through the security door, and I put my playkit on the counter. Rick opened it up. I'd packed everything I might need for a night of poz-fucking: a row of prepared points, a large dimebag full of T, a needleless syringe for administering booty bumps, and a water bong. “Looks good to me,” he said with a smirk. Then he leaned over the counter and lowered his voice. “I’m off at 6 am. You’re welcome to come by my place when you’re done here.” Rick often hosted a group at his place on Sunday mornings. It was always a good crowd—mostly because he would recruit the hottest partyboys from the bathhouse by giving them a glimpse of his big dick while “checking their bags.” I gave him a nod. “Fuck yeah,” I said. “He’ll be very ready for you by that...point.” “Point taken,” said Rick with a smirk. “Now get to work.” As Conrad and I began walking down the hallway toward our room, I put my arm around his shoulder, bringing my mouth close to his ear. “If you see anything you like, just let me know. OK, buddy?” “Yes, big bro,” he answered, causing my cock to nearly spring out of my shorts. We walked past the hot tub, where some kid sat on the edge, legs dangling in the water, his hole eagerly riding a Daddy's raw cock. The kid was clearly tweaked out of his mind, and I could hear the top muttering a steady stream of pigtalk as the kid bounced hungrily on his dick. Conrad stopped and stared. “Don’t worry, buddy,” I said. “That’s nothing compared to what you’re in for.” We turned the corner. Ahead of us, leaning against the wall, a furry guy in his mid- to late 20s stood watching the men walk by. He was wearing nothing but a towel and a camouflage ballcap. I thought to myself: this is what Conrad might look like in a few years. The dude sported a little more muscle, a spray of hair across his pecs, and a clear treasure trail leading from his abs to the towel wrapped around his waist. But that's not what really caught my attention. No: what caught my attention was the giant red-and-black biohazard tattoo just above his left nipple. And then something happened that blew my fucking mind. Conrad saw the dude standing there, let out a little whimper, and made a beeline for this total fuckin’ stranger. And without a word, he placed his tongue on the guy’s nipple...giving the biohazard tat a long, slow lick. The dude grinned, placed his hand on the back of Conrad’s head, and encouraged him to keep worshiping the mark of poz brotherhood. Then he looked over at me. “This your boy?” he said. “Fuck yeah,” I answered. “I’m Sloan. This is Conrad.” “Jason here,” he said. “But before we go any further, he needs to be clear on one thing.” “What’s that? “My tattoo isn’t gonna give him what he wants. Only one thing is gonna do that.” He pulled the towel away from his waist, and his fat uncut cock swung forward, its head grazing my lil’ bro’s abs. Conrad whimpered again. I leaned over to give Jason a long, sloppy kiss. “Come with us,” I said. “I wanna see you help my boy earn his tattoo.” Conrad broke away from his poz-worship, and the two guys followed me to the room. Once inside, the boy dropped to his knees and began noisily and shamelessly slurping on Jason’s poz cock. Fuck yeah, I thought to myself. That G is definitely kicking in. “Goddamn,” said Jason with a laugh. “You got this kid fuckin’ blitzed, huh?” I answered with a proud nod. “Nice,” Jason said, then lowered his voice. “So…how are you guys partying?” I raised my eyebrows, then gave Jason another deep kiss as Conrad kept trying to devour his cock. “Fuck, dude,” I whispered in his ear. “That’s one of my favorite fuckin’ questions.” (As most partypigs know, the only people who ask “how you’re partying” are slammers—so Jason was not only a hot poz fucker, but a slampig too.) “Oh yeah, fucker?” he said with a smirk. “You been playing darts with this boy?” “Not yet,” I answered. “But in a few minutes, he'll be getting his first fuckin’ slam.” I took Jason’s hand and guided it to Conrad’s hole. His finger made contact with the warm seed slowly dripping from my lil’ bro’s knocked-up cunt—and with that, Jason’s eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned in appreciation. “That’s poz load #1,” I said. “My load. I got this kid high and pounded his virgin cunt full of seed. And of course he’s hungry for more.” “Of course he is,” Jason said. “Listen—I’m here with my poz Daddy, the dude who knocked me up about a year ago. We’re in the sling room. We love getting negboys on their backs, slamming ‘em up for the first time, and transforming them into little poz cumhounds. You wanna join us?” I flashed him a wolfish grin, then leaned over to kiss him again. “Couldn’t have planned it better myself,” I said. “Fuckin' A. Let’s go create a slampig.” MORE SOON…