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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…

Yeah, me too... I had a quiet reputation by the middle of 7th grade as a very willing cocksucker. Guys knew I'd take their load, just not their abuse. (Smack me around or call me a faggot and I was out.) Nobody identified as bi or gay (late 80s, early 90s.) They were just horny boys needing release. Some of them pushed for more and found I was happy to be fucked too. They'd quietly tell their friends, but nobody wanted that knowledge out in the open. Freshman year, the first upperclassman to offer me a ride home was an older wrestler, so I guessed what was in store, and I was right. Parked behind the trash corral behind a strip mall, leaning across the seats... 🙂

I was already thinking of joining a gym because it was recommended to me as part of the clinical weight loss program I am in. This story may have just made up my mind.

I almost never top but I was horned up and sent this to a bud who convinced me to breed him, but only if he'd flip and return the favor. Must have been a good pic I guess. Topped for the first time in years today and realized how out of shape I am 🤪

I actually was a bit surprised to hear that she was still alive. While I never got the chance to join an in person protest- I was part of tge boycott OJ crowd back then and it was hard as, while I have never been a coffee drinker…my morning glass of Orange Juice was got me up and going in the morning…. that was my senior year of college and I was not out yet so had a hard time when I was home for Christmas break explaining to my mother why I was skipping my morning OJ (and I had to give up OJ and Meyers’s dark rum - very tasty - but worth it for the community) I recently restarted my Florida OJ boycott when the current gov started really going after our community. (Now at least you can find oranges and other citrus fruits from places other than FL - thank you globalization) Interesting how times change…. The Christian right dumped her after her divorce…. And yet they think that two time divorced and serial adulterer Trump is somehow anointed by god and voted for him in droves

I might have been more adventurous when I was younger, but these days it needs to be a comfortable temperature. Outdoors in winter is definitely a "no".

Freezing dick- the brother of tina dick.

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

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

I totally agree if the tops is not going to cum or insist on not cumming (breeding) then it’s time to move on. I’d rather have a top fuck and breed me and go then, to have a guy for me for and hour no cum no piss up my ass nothing. I don’t mind if you fuck and cum in me multiple times. Just dislike time where a top hold from cumming. Im a cum dump fuck breed me. If you want to fuck me again you can if you want to meet up later on we can also.

Back when there were still two XXX houses in my city, I found a men's gold wedding ring in the park. Never saw anyone looking for it on CL so I put it in the dish where I keep my wallet and keys. Next time I went to the old mop-and-bucket theater I put on the ring, a backwards baseball cap, and a pair of ugly cargo shorts I had for some reason. My cock was so popular I never went back without that goddamn wedding ring.

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!

I was visiting Waikiki for a week and was sitting at one of the local gay bars one week night when I got talking to a really cute flight attendant and his friend. He was about 5'7" with a bubble butt and a cherubic face with awesome dick-sucking lips. He was wearing a tank top and short shorts so you could just see the straps of a jockstrap hugging his ass. We hit it off and had a few drinks while chatting and eventually I invited him back to my hotel room. His friend handed him a condom and told us to go have fun. As always I prefer fucking bare, and this trip that was my goal, but I'll always wrap it up if someone asks me to. It was a beautiful, warm Hawaiian night as we walked back to my hotel. He put his arm around my waist and I put mine on his ass. "Oh, I know what you want!" He exclaimed. "Yeah, of course. Your ass is perfect!" I told him. "Thanks," he said, turning in to me and kissing me softly on the lips. I pushed him to a little alcove in a building we were by and started kissing him some more, my tongue probing into his mouth finding his own tongue. He was an excellent kisser. I massaged his ass with both hands, my right feeling just up under his shorts and pressing against his pucker. "Oh fuck," he moaned. My other hand went around to his front and I felt a sizable bulge. "Wow, how big are you?" I asked. "Seven inches," he said proudly. "You?" "Six," I replied. "Perfect," he said. " Let's get back to your place so I can see it." We made it back to my hotel and I instantly took his shirt off and he stripped me out of mine. I pushed him back on the bed and started french-kissing him again. I loved feeling him squirm under me as we made out. I kissed down his neck and chest and briefly sucked each of his nipples before kissing down his stomach to a cute treasure trail. I undid the button and fly of his shorts and pulled them down, revealing a colorful jockstrap. I noticed the edge of the condom wrapper peeking out of one of the pockets as I pulled off the shorts and threw them on the ground. His seven inch cock was held tightly by the fabric of the jock. I kissed his cock through the fabric and he moaned with pleasure. I pushed his legs back, lifting his ass in the air, exposing his shaved hole to me. I gave it a quick lick and he moaned even more. Lowering his legs down I shifted the fabric of his jockstrap, freeing his cut cock. I started licking around the head before taking the whole thing in my mouth, swallowing the whole thing into my throat. "Holy shit," he said. "Don't do that too much or I'll cum before you get to fuck me." I pulled off his cock and he pushed me down on my back on to the bed, kissing me like I did to him, working his way down my neck, chest, and stomach until he got to my shorts which he pulled off in one go with my underwear. He dove down on my six inch cut cock and started sucking me. After a few minutes he came up for air. "Fuck, I can't wait to have that inside of me," he said. He got on this hands and knees beside m and I quickly rolled over and drove my tongue into his hole. I rimmed his clean ass for a few minutes until he looked back at me. "Do you have lube?" He asked. I grabbed a sachet from the bedside table and he took it from me. He ripped it open and put some on his hand and started lubing up his hole. He put some more on his hand and started lubing up my cock. He wiggled his ass at me. "Fuck me." "Do you want me to use the condom?" I asked. "You can if you want," he replied. "But I'd prefer your raw cock sliding into my unprotected hole." My cock got even harder from him asking for my bareback cock and the way he said it was so dirty so I quickly put the head of my dick at his hole and started to push. I felt the bare head pop past his sphincter and I paused to check if he was okay. He said go for it, so I pushed the rest of my cock in until I was balls deep. I slowly pulled back until I was nearly out then thrust back in, slowly fucking his raw ass with the length of my dick. I slid in and out of him doggy style for a few minutes until he pulled off my and got on his back. I put his toned legs up on my shoulders and slid my naked dick back in his ass. "You're ass in fantastic," I told him. "I was a bit bummed when your friend handed you the condom." "She means well," he said. "But I'm to much of a cum whore to use it." "I know what you mean," I replied. "It just feels too good to coat the inside of a hot guy with my load." I fucked him for a minute with his legs on my shoulders, then I lowered them so I could lean down and kiss him as we were fucking. For almost five minutes I fucked him, briefly jerking him off but he pushed my hand away, saying that he would cum too fast. Then he asked. if we could stop for a minute because it was starting to hurt him. I rolled over beside him and slowly jerked my cock. "Do you bottom?" He asked me." "Yes," I said. "I'm vers, especially for gorgeous cocks like yours." "Awesome," he said. "Do you want me to pull out before I cum?" "No way, breed me." He grabbed the lube and lubed himself up and knelt between my legs, smearing some lube on my hole as well. His seven inch cut cock curved slightly upward and he put the head of it at my hole and pushed. At first there was a bit of resistance, but then I felt the head slip past my sphincter. I was so turned on by this gorgeous guy sliding his unprotected cock seven inches into my ass. He wrapped his arms around my and started kissing me, our tongues dueling as he thrust his raw dick in and out of my hole. He set a pretty good pace and I could tell he was going for his orgasm. After a few minutes he stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes. "Oh fuck," he said. "I'm gonna breed that ass." "Give me that cum," I told him. I kissed him as his load exploded into me. He gave a few thrusts then buried his cock as deep as he could and then collapsed on my chest. "Holy fuck, that was intense," he breathed. "That was fucking hot," I said. He slowly pulled out of me and rolled over next to me. I started jerking myself off. "I don't think I can get fucked much more, but if you want, you can shoot your load in me," he said. I of course agreed and he straddled me with his hole just above the head of my dick. I jerked my cock, every once in a while the head brushed against his hole. After a couple minute I felt my orgasm building and I told him. He pushed down on my cock and I felt the bare head just slid inside when I started shooting my load inside him. I felt several pumps inside him as he slid down the entire length of my cock until I was bottomed out in him. He gave me a quick kiss then pulled off me and laid down beside me and cuddled up. He stayed for about an hour then he went back to his place, my cum still inside him.

Chapter 2 I slept fitfully that night after taking a couple of vodkas from the minibar. I worried about the poz status of Greg but then got hard thinking of the sex. In the morning I showered, and then I made a conscious decision to remove my wedding ring and put it in the safe. I just wanted to be me for the next three days and nights. It would either confirm I just had some odd fantasies or lead me down a rabbit hole I might not get out of. I caught the tube and it didn’t take that long to reach the conference venue. I scanned the foyer to the room for anyone I might know, without success. I was standing at the coffee machine filling a cup when a voice behind me announced ‘Hi, I’m Cody! I hope you don’t mind me speaking to you but soo many of the people here just look so boring!’ I looked round and saw a guy in his mid twenties, probably ten years my junior, with bleached blond hair and a glittery earring standing in front of me. ‘Er no problem …. Hi I’m Ben’ I smiled ‘ thanks for saying I don’t look boring’ ’Youre welcome Ben! You definitely don’t look boring, more kind of hot!’ Even without that comment it was pretty obvious Cody was gay, but that just affirmed it. I had never been hit on by a guy before. ‘Er thanks … I think! ‘ ‘you’re welcome … again’ Cody replied looking me in the eye. ‘Do you know anyone here? ‘ he asked. ‘Er no ‘ I stammered dropping my eyes after holding his gaze for a split second too long. ‘Ok , I’m happy to be conference buddies if you are?’ ‘Er yes that would be good’ I said blandly, not really sure what to say. My mind was catching me up, all I could think was that he looked cute and had a nice smile. Why was I thinking that? Get a grip , I told myself! ‘Cool, we should get a table not too near the front I think , no point drawing attention to ourselves! By the way, in case you are wondering, yes I’m very definitely gay Ben! Guessing you’re cool with that now that we’re conference buddies?’ ‘no problem , I’m gay too’ I blurted. Why did I say that, I may have to backtrack if I met someone I knew! I thought. ‘ We’ll that’s a bit of a bonus Ben, this conference may not be as boring as I thought after all! Let’s get some seats’ The first hour passed fairly quickly but the second presentation had just started when I was sure I could feel Cody’s hand on my thigh under the table. I looked down to see him stroking my leg. ‘Sorry, sitting next to a dilf is getting me horny!’ He whispered’ I’d much rather be sucking your cock’. My cock sprang to attention. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I was being groped by a camp queer in semi public, and was getting turned on. ‘my , someone likes that idea’ Cody continued, looking at my cock tenting in my trousers. He brushed his hand over my cock. ‘I’ve an idea, follow me at the morning break’ the next forty minutes dragged. I was torn between letting whatever felt natural happening and pulling back and being my usual reserved self. I decided to roll the dice. The presentation ended. We both folded up our booklets and left swiftly. Cody led the way briskly moving through a few delegates. He headed towards the gents, grabbing my hand a few steps before the door. It was empty and Cody only let go of my hand once we were in the end cubicle. He put his finger to my lips to indicate I shouldn’t say anything. He then replaced it with his mouth as his tongue snaked in my mouth as we kissed. ‘ you’re a sexy kisser’ he whispered as he fished for my belt. He expertly undid my trousers and fished out my erection before sinking to his knees and sucking my cock. I was so hard and turned on I knew I wouldn’t last long. Cody sucked my cock in silence before I was soon grabbing his head and thrusting into his mouth as I came. ‘Mmm’ Cody moaned as he swallowed my seed, and stood up, kissing me again. I could taste my cum on his tongue. ‘Me too ‘ I whispered’ I want to suck your cock’ I sat down on the toilet seat as Cody pulled his jeans down and out sprang a fairly thin cock with a big mushroom head. It was already dripping precum as I slipped the first cock I had ever sucked in my mouth. I tasted his precum and just wanted more. I was caught up in the moment and wanked his cock and sucked until he bent down and whispered in my ear ‘I’m gonna shoot, swallow it all, I’m gonna cum loads’ . I sucked harder and then Cody’s semen flooded my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but coughed a little, spilling some of his cum on my shirt. Cody grinned down at me, putting his finger to his lips as we could hear people in the gents. We both quietly dressed and I wiped the cum from my shirt before we opened the cubicle door and brazenly strode out to the surprise looks from the three older guys at the wash basins. Cody winked at me as we left, ‘That will get tongues wagging, they’ll be discussing those two queers at the back’ he grinned. ‘Come on let’s get another coffee.. we have to make it to lunchtime without fucking’ ‘Shame, I could do with a good fucking’ I heard myself say as we approached the coffee machine. My mind was a whirl. I was only a couple of hours in the conference and was practically gagging for more cock. It seemed that rabbit hole was getting bigger and bigger……..

Dallas top here

I got started my freshman year of HS and by senior year I was definitely a full on slut. Sucking fucking getting fucked all of it with people from school and outside of it. College only made things better I fucked with my roommate an hour after moving into the dorm.

The terms have been mixed up a bit in recent years. We do have a living language. For example, in the past the word 'gay' was not connected at all with 'homosexual men'. The word 'gay' in its original meaning means 'cheerful' or 'happy'. Like the word 'gay', the word 'faggot' has also changed meaning in recent years. I think you're using the word "faggot" in its old sense, as "gay man?" Because sucking cock and getting your ass fucked doesn't make you a fagot in the new sense. Then you are a gay man. You are a 'faggot' in the new sense if you aim to satisfy men without getting sexual satisfaction yourself. His pleasure is a faggots goal. A 'faggot' is a service point. A piece of fuck meat. What men use to empty their balls into. Being 'gay' and being 'a faggot' is something totally different these days.

Part 18: Fucking Peter (part 2) I fell forward, my heart racing. What remained of Pastor Kline’s cum was slick between us. I could feel his own heart beating. He broke off his kissing with Peter and looked to me, reaching up a hand and pulling me into another kiss. For a brief moment, I didn’t see Pastor Kline before me. Instead, I saw my father, and as the image became clear, I found my dick shooting out several more jets of cum. “What was that?” Pastor Kline asked, looking down at where my dick was still inside his ass. “For a second, I saw my dad instead of you,” I told him. “Made me cum some more.” Pastor Kline smiled. “Fucking hot. Would love to see the man that created a bull like you.” “Just because I fucked my brother doesn’t mean our dad would want anything to do with this. Trust me, there is no chance.” “Shame,” he said. “I’d love to watch you fuck your dad.” “I’d love to see you fucked by your own son,” I told him. “You and me both.” “Maybe, one day, we’ll both get lucky.” “He’ll be home soon,” he said. “I’ll see what I can do.” “You better,” Dominic said. “He’s friends with Lewis,” Pastor Kline said, looking at Peter who was taking Dominic’s dick better than before. “I caught them jerking off a few years ago when Lewis stayed over one night. They tried to hide it, but I knew what they were doing.” “Seems your son isn’t as innocent as I’d assumed,” I said. “Though, a lot of young men jerk off together.” “Close bond.” “Maybe,” Pastor Kline said, “Peter can get Lewis to somehow invite him over somewhere. He wouldn’t come if he knew I’d be there.” “I’d love to fuck your son’s ass,” Peter groaned, his dick pointed up into the air, precum dribbling down onto his stomach. A large pool was now created, mixing into his treasure trail. “Imagine fucking a father and son.” “I don’t need to imagine,” Dominic said, winking. “Fuck,” Peter said. “Where have you been all my life?” “I think we’ve all been thinking that,” Pastor Kline said. “How much cum do you make?” Dominic asked, picking up his pace? “Around 12 mls,” Peter said. "I measured once." Dominic’s eyes grew wide. “That’s more than double what's normal.” “Tell me about it,” Peter said. “And your bitch wife doesn’t appreciate it,” Dominic said, shaking his head. “She doesn’t know the god she has, but we do.” I pulled myself out of Pastor Kline and went to Dominic’s dresser in which he kept several instruments and toys. I pulled out a butt plug and inserted it into Pastor Kline’s ass. “Pastor,” Dominic said, eyeing the older man. “I’ve got a water bottle in the fridge filled with piss and cum. I want you to drink it all. Understand?” Pastor Kline nodded and left. “Son,” Dominic said, eyeing me, “I want you to go into the kitchen and get a bottle with a large mouth. I want to catch Peter’s cum just to see how much this fucker shoots.” I followed Pastor Kline into the kitchen where he was already starting in on the bottle of piss and cum. I watched as he drank, the bits of cum clouding the yellow piss. I didn’t much care for the taste of cold piss, but Pastor Kline seemed to like it. Watching him drink down the concoction, I found myself unable to believe that this was the same man I’d been looking up to for years. Now, I was watching him drink another man’s piss and cum while my toxic cum infected his hole. I’d just listened to him fantasize about having his own son fuck him. Never would I have believed Pastor Kline to be this perverted. I looked up to him even more than before. I couldn’t wait for him to be poz. I found the bottle Dominic had wanted and returned to the bedroom, coming to Peter’s side. Even though he hadn’t cum yet, the amount of precum over his stomach made it look as if Peter had already shot at least twice. “Why don’t you try some,” Dominic said, winking at me. I leaned down and started licking the precum off his stomach, some of his hairs sticking into my teeth. With my face pressed against his skin, I could almost feel Dominic’s dick hitting below my lips, a thin layer of muscle and tissue being the only thing keeping us apart. “This feels incredible,” Peter moaned. “This is only the beginning,” Dominic said. “Soon, we’ll have your fuck toy, Lewis, here to infect. After him, we’ll seduce Pastor Kline’s son into joining our ranks. We’ll be running out of recruits.” “I have a few names I can send your way,” Peter said. “Or, at least, a few men in our men’s group I’d love to have an opportunity to fuck.” “I second that,” I said, my mouth full of his precum. There were several men in the church I knew I’d love to have ass up, taking our poz dicks. I imagined what it would be like, looking out over the congregation, knowing I had fucked every man staring back at me, the strain gifted to me by Dominic running through all our veins. “Have you tasted your cum, Peter?” Dominic asked. Peter shook his head. Dominic nodded to me. I moved up to Peter’s mouth and forced it open with my tongue, dumping his precum inside. We stayed locked in this kiss for what felt like forever, swapping the ridiculous amount of precum between us. It tasted sweet and salty, and from Peter’s groans, I could tell that he liked it. Peter tried to say something as we kissed, our interlocking lips making his words muffled. “What?” I asked, releasing him. “I’m gonna cum,” he said. I grabbed the bottle Dominic had told me to get and held it up to Peter’s dick with one hand while my other hand started jerking him off. Peter’s breathing caused his chest to rise up in quick spurts, each breath shallow as his orgasm neared. “I’m cumming,” he moaned. “I’m cumming.” I kept jerking his dick with one hand while holding the bottle with the other. I watched in amazement as he started shooting thick ropes of cum into the bottle. His dick was almost a faucet pouring out his seed, his balls unable to hold the cum anymore. I kept jerking him off, stopping once when I thought he was finished, but he shook his head. “I’m still going,” he said. “Sexy fucker,” Dominic said, his own breathing changing as his orgasm neared. By the time Peter was finished, a quarter of the bottle was filled with his cum. I removed it and closed the lid, holding it up to Dominic. “What the fuck, man?” Dominic said, taking the bottle and eyeing the cum. “This is like four guys worth of cum.” “And I can go again,” Peter said. Dominic looked at me and smiled. “I think we’ve found our star breeder.” Pastor Kline came back into the bedroom, the empty bottle of piss and cum in hand. “I finished,” he said. “Good boy,” Dominic said. “Now, drink Peter’s cum.” Pastor Kline took the bottle from Dominic and opened the lid, swirling the contents around. He lifted it to his mouth and started drinking the cum. "I can't believe what I'm watching," Peter said. "Pastor Kline is drinking my cum like a protein shake." "It is," Dominic said. Halfway through, Pastor Kline took the bottle down, revealing cum around his lips and beads dripping down his chin. He smiled. “Tastes great.” “You see, Peter,” Dominic said, his pace quickening, “We know how to treat a man with your gift. And here’s your reward. A hot load of toxic cum.” His body shuddered as he unloaded in Peter’s ass, fingers digging into his legs, holding on to keep himself from collapsing. Both Dominic and Peter moaned from the waves of pleasure, their voices filling the room, making my cock jump. Dominic looked at Peter and then at me, smiling. “Fuck, that felt good.” I retrieved another butt plug and inserted it as soon as Dominic pulled out his dick. There were traces of blood and cum around his hole, proving once again how hard a lover Dominic was. “I’ve never felt anything like this before,” Peter said, resting his hands on his stomach. “I can feel your cum inside me.” “Speaking of which,” Dominic said, motioning Pastor Kline to clean of his dick. “Peter, I want to watch you fuck Will full of your manly sized load. Are you up for that?” “Sure am,” Peter said. “Are you?” “I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me all night,” I told him. We switched places, my legs hoisted up in the air. It had been a while since I was fucked, and I missed it. While I liked fucking Pastor Kline, I needed to feel a cock in my ass. Seeing Peter’s hard dick bobbing up and down, I found my whole twitch. “Ready when you are.” Peter lined his dick up with my hole and slowly pushed inside. It was amazing how much I had changed. Where it had been painful and difficult the first time Dominic had fucked me, his dick opening me up, making me bleed, I was now taking Peter’s dick with no problem. There was still a bit of pain, but it felt good, making my cock harden. “I’ve never been this hard,” Peter said. “The plug should be hitting your prostate,” Dominic said, reaching down and pressing it into Peter’s ass. Peter shook, eyes rolling back. “Only a plug and a dick can hit that spot.” “And I need you to hit mine,” I told Peter. “Fill me up with all that cum.” “Yes, sir,” Peter said, slipping his dick all the way in before starting a slow, steady rhythm. “Are you still thirsty?” Dominic asked Pastor Kline who was cleaning his beard, none of Peter’s cum remaining on his face. “Always, sir,” Pastor Kline said. “Kneel.” Pastor Kline went down on his knees, his mouth open as Dominic positioned his cock overhead. A jet of piss shot out, hitting Pastor Kline’s lip at first, spraying him in the face. He quickly recovered and wrapped his lips around Dominic’s cock, his throat moving as he swallowed. “Does piss taste good?” Peter asked, watching as Pastor Kline continued drinking. “I never thought of drinking piss.” “It’s not for everyone,” Dominic said. “But for my men, I expect them to try it at least once. Will drinks it occasionally. Pastor Kline here is a real piss pig. He can’t get enough. Isn’t that right?” Pastor Kline nodded, his mouth still filling up with piss. “Just think,” Dominic said, “Your stomach is full of my piss, my cum, and Peter’s cum. Everything a growing slut needs.” “That’s fucking hot,” Peter said, slamming himself into my ass as he continued watching Pastor Kline’s depravity. “I can’t imagine being able to bounce back so quickly,” I said, watching Peter’s dick sliding in and out of my ass. “I don’t think I’d ever stop fucking.” “It wasn’t easy growing up,” Peter said. “All I wanted to do all the time was jerk off. I did it with a friend once, and he made fun of me because he came only twice and I came five times.” “No one understands a gift when they see one,” Dominic said. “If I were you, I’d look that asshole up and fuck him hard just to prove how impressive you really are.” “Maybe I will,” Peter said. “Or, better yet,” Dominic continued, “Why don’t you imagine you’re fucking him right now. Pretend Will is the guy. Fuck him hard, making him regret ever making fun of you.” Peter looked at me, his face unsure. “Go for it,” I told him, pulling my legs back further, exposing more of my hole. “Make me pay for it.” Peter smiled, then his brow furrowed, whatever hostility he had been holding up for years rising to the surface. I could feel his pace quicken, his thrusts no longer gentle but forceful, as if he was using his dick to hurt me. It felt incredible, his dick almost swelling even larger than before. He was hitting my prostate now, sending waves of pleasure throughout my sweating body. I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. “How’s he doing, Son?” Dominic asked. “Incredible,” I moaned. “Give it to him,” Dominic said, standing behind Peter, his hands on his shoulders. He looked me in the eye, the same devious smile from my dream all those weeks ago returning. “Make him pay for it.” Peter slammed into my ass, his balls hitting me hard. I could feel his pubic hair rubbing against my skin, rubbing, creating irritation. Clearly he was getting out his anger. “Think of how your wife doesn’t like you fucking her,” Dominic said, kissing Peter’s neck. “How hard to you want fuck that bitch now?” “Harder than she could imagine,” Peter growled. His fingers dug into my skin, sweat dripping down his body. His chest was heaving, Dominic’s hands finding his nipples. “Fuck!” Peter yelled, Dominic’s fingers twisting. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” “Fill his ass” Dominic said, smiling at me. “Fill me up,” I cried, my body shaking from Peter’s thrusts. Peter’s face contorted, mouth open in a silent scream as he shook, ramming his dick as far into my ass as possible. It felt as if someone was shooting a watergun in my hole. The cum wouldn’t stop pouring out of Peter’s cock. His orgasm lasted nearly a minute. Once it subsided, Peter looked at me, a single tear running down his face as he smiled. “I feel alive,” he said, falling forward onto me. He kissed me, his sweat dripping down on me. I looked at Peter as he smiled and found myself smiling bigger than ever before. Seeing him so happy, seeing him feeing fulfilled, flooded my body with an intense warmth. Without realizing it, I started cumming, shooting between our bodies. “Handsfree,” Peter said, laughing. “Yeah,” I said, unable to look away from him. For a single moment I found myself looking at Peter differently. The same intensity I felt with Dominic filled me as I looked at Peter. I wanted him to never leave. All I wanted was for him, Dominic, and myself to stay here forever. ____________________________________________________________________________________ Alright men, I have one more chapter written before I have to get to work and write some more. That means there may be a sunday where we can't cum together for our normal sexual service. However, I am working on a different story that I think might be a one-off. If you thought Dominic was twisted, wait till you meet this guy.

When we left the sauna Peter was a bit quiet as we trudged through the gloomy streets. I sensed he was reflecting on the day and what had happened to him. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked. He blushed "I was just thinking about what happened in the sauna. " He said. "I shouldn't have let them do it to me." Too late now, I thought. "But you liked it, right? Their cocks up you? Their cum in you?" He nodded. "But what if I get...you know,,,like you?" I grinned. "Pregnant you mean? Maybe, but then you won't have to worry about it, will you?" He hadn't noticed we were taking a longer way home. We passed under an old, disused railway arch beneath which was the entrance to a dark old victorian gents toilet. "I gotta pee." I said. He stood back. "Okay. I'll wait." "Why not come in and wait. Wouldn't want to leave you on your own." He nodded and we went inside. I could hear breathing and shuffling inside and as we went round the wall which screened the urinals from the street we saw four men in the gloomy space which smelled of damp and piss. One was squatting in front of another sucking his cock as the other two watched and wanked. The squatting man's pants were down around his ankles and in that position his fat buttocks were spread and I noticed lube glinting on his slack arsehole. Peter gasped and his eyes widened. The man being sucked recognised me and grinned evilly whilst the others looked wary. "He's ok," Hissed the man being sucked, an older guy with thinning hair who I knew was poz from previous encounters. One of the other men pushed his trousers and pants down and his fat cock sprang up below his flabby belly, pre-cum drooling from the purple tip. Peter was flushed with excitement and trembling with a little fear at being in this space with these predators. I ruffled his hair and began to unfasten his jeans. "Wh..what are you doing?" He gasped, but didn't stop me as I lowered his trousers and underwear, and pulled up his t-shirt so they could see his plump belly and fat little bottom. The squatting man got up and we saw his cock was stiff as a poker and I noticed the scorpion tattoo on his thigh. Ignoring Peter's question, I dug the tube of lube from my pocket, put some on my finger and rubbed it into his hot little arsehole. Then I pushed him forward. "I'll keep watch." I said, glancing into the strret. The four men drew Peter between them. He disapeared momentarily between their bodies. Then I heard him gasp "Oh my!" They moved apart and I saw he had been bent over and scorpion man was fucking his arse as another fed his cock into his mouth. I grinned to myself. If he wasn't already pregnant, he would be soon judging by the grunts scorpion man was making as he emptied his dirty cum into Peter's rectum...

As Bill spurted up me with a satisfied sigh, we heard footseps on the stairs and Peter appeared. He grinned and blushed as he saw Bill finishing in my arse. "That's better!" Bill said, sliding his cock out of me. "You alright, Peter?" He said. "Timmy tells me you've been meeting the regulars." Peter nodded and Bill beckoned him over. "Show us your arse, then>" Peter bent over the counter and Bill spread his buttocks. His arsehole was swollen, wet with lube and dripping cum. "Dirty sods, aren't they?" Laughed Bill. He took an old rag from beneath the desk and wiped Peter's bum, then sniffed the rag and sighed. "Smells sweet!" Peter straightened up and looked at me. "I couldn't help it." He whispered " They gave me something to sniff, then it felt so good to feel them in me. And they didn't use condoms." Bill ruffled his hair. "Course not, Peter. We're all friends here. You've got a belly full of dirty babies now. I wondered whose you are carrying?" Peter paled and looked shocked. But his stubby cock was rock hard and I knew his descent into depravity had begun. Bill saw it too and came round the desk. He bent over and we both saw his sagging hole in the brown crease. It was wet with lube, and surrounded by a cluster of angry red warts. "Have you ever fucked someone, Peter?" I said. He shook his head, and cvould not take his eyes off Bills inviting, dirty hole. I pushed him forward, grasped his cock, and guided him into place. He gasped as his cock sank into Bill's rectum and his eyes opened wide. "Oh!!" He gasped and then began to thrust furiously "It's coming out of me!" I stroked his bum as he shuddered and jerked, spurting his sweet cum up Bill's arse. "There, there. " I said. " Welcoime to our little club."

In a couple of days I was feeling better and the rash was fading, so I decided I was well enough to put a shift in at the sauna. As I was putting on my jacket, mum appeared and said "Swing by Peter's house and take him with you, Timmy" "What for?" I said. “I had a word with his mum. He needs some pocket money." She gave me a sly wink. "She reckons he's ready and Bill's happy to take him on." I was surprised. I knew Peter from college. He was a small, plump guy with short blond hair and was very shy, turning as red as a beetroot when anyone talked to him. His mum might think he was "ready" but I wondered if he knew what he was getting into. I called round and he shouted goodbye, then blushed furiously. “Hi Timmy," He said. I smiled and said. "Hi. You ready?" He nodded and we set off. "Do you know anything about this place?" He shook his head. "Only that it’s a sauna for men and might be able to help out." I smirked to myself, noting his plump arse filling his jeans and thought he would get more than he bargained for. Bill let us in. "Hi Timmy, glad you're feeling better. You must be Peter." The young man blushed and nodded, then his eyes widened like saucers as Sid wandered out from the changing room, stark naked and sporting a huge hard-on. "Who's this?” He grinned, making no attempt to hide his swollen cock. "This is Peter; he's come to help out like Timmy." Sid gave an evil grin. "Well, I look forward to it!" Then he wandered off. Bill indicated the office and said "Leave your clothes in there and Timmy will show you round." "Our..our clothes?" Asked Peter, blushing again. "Sure," Said Bill. "This is a sauna. Everyone gets naked here. I'm only wearing shorts in case the door opens. Off you go." I led Peter into the office and began to strip. He took off his tee shirt and jeans and stood in his underwear. His body was smooth and plump, and I could see his erection through his underpants. I stripped off and saw him staring at my cock. "Well?" I said." We're all men together here. Let's see it." He blushed and lowered his pants. His cock sprang up. It wasn't long, but was very fat and stubby below his soft belly. "There you go," I said. I reached for an old tube of lube, squeezed some out and rubbed it into my arsehole. I noticed him looking at the rash on my torso, but he was too polite to ask what it was. He'd soon find out! "Wh..what's that for?" He asked, indicating the lube. "C'mon. I'll show you." We went out, and Bill eyed him up and down. "Nice! There's plenty in today, Timmy. So take a bag and go empty some bins. Show Peter around." It was cute the way he placed his hands over his swollen cock. I took a bag and said "Let's go upstairs” I led the way up the narrow stairs, heading to the lounge. Inside, Sid, Arthur and a couple of other regulars were sat on sofas watching a porn movie on the TV. “Welcome back!” Said Arthur, stroking his glistening cock as he watched the screen “who’s this?” As he spoke, he took my wrist and guided me to my knees on the sofa. “ This is Peter,” I replied as he got slowly off the sofa and got behind me “ He’s come to help out..ooof! That’s good!” I gasped as his heavy cock slid easily up me. “Yeah,” He said, grunting like a pig. “I need to dump my load.” I looked across and saw Peter staring in shock as he watched me being buggered, but his cock was stiff as a poker and drooling precum as looked at Arthur’s wrinkled buttocks driving in and out. “Here it comes!” He grunted and I felt his cock swell and throb as he spurted up me. “Oh my!” I heard Peter say as Arthur pulled out and he saw a drool of cum leak from my hole. I got up as the others laughed at Peter’s face, emptied the bin and guided him back downstairs. We went into the empty changing room and I smiled at him. “You enjoyed that didn’t you? He blushed and nodded. “Yes,” he whispered. “It was very exciting.” Then he looked slyly at me “But shouldn’t you use a condom? It’s risky isn’t it? I grinned. “Yep. But it’s too late for me to worry about that! I’ve been bred by everyone here and I’m well pregnant by now.” He gasped and I saw realisation cross his face. “If you are worried about that, you’d better go. Unless you want to get knocked up. They like to bareback and breed. They’re a dirty bunch.” He didn’t say anything as we went back to the front desk. Bill was talking to one of the regulars I hadn’t seen for a while, a short, muscular guy with a pot belly and spindly legs. “Need another bag.” I said and got one from the office. “Still need to check the rooms upstairs.” “I need a coffee, first.” Said Bill. Bill took the bag and gave it to Peter. “You do it while Timmy makes the coffee,” He said. Bill smiled and winked at the muscular guy. Peter looked nervous, then blushed and his hand shook as he took the bag. “Go on,” said Bill. “It’s your turn now.” Not meeting my eyes, Peter turned and went upstairs. The muscular guy watched Peter’s ample bottom as he went, and licked his lips. For the first time, I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his hip. “Think I’ll go and watch some TV!” He said and sauntered off upstairs. Bill smiled at me. “Give it 10 minutes, then go check on him.” He said. “But I bet they’ll have got up him in 5!” I made Bill’s coffee. He was on the phone, so I decided to go upstairs. There was no sign of Peter, but there was a powerful smell of poppers. Sid and Arthur came out of the TV room with Peter between them. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily and his eyes were closed. “Come and have a lie down.” Arthur said. “Bill won’t mind.” He winked at me. “He’s a bit poppered up!” They disappeared into the sling room, followed by the muscular guy and the rest of the trolls from the TV room. I followed, and watched as they got him into the sling. Arthur pressed a brown bottle under his nose. He gasped, shuddered and sagged into the leather seat as Sid and the muscular gut raised his legs and put his feet into the stirrups. “There you go. Just relax. We’ve got a gift for you.” Said the muscular guy in a hoarse whisper. I leant against the door and watched as Peter was trussed up and readied for action. The muscular guy tore open a sachet of lube and rubbed it into Peter’s arsehole, making him gasp as his finger ploughed up him “Tight!” He laughed, rubbing his erect cock which was red and inflamed with a distinct sore glistening wetly on the fat head. Then he got between Peter’s legs and I craned forward to watch him begin to slide his cock into my friend’s hole. “Oooh! It’s too big!” Peter gasped as the diseased head began to open him up, but Arthur clamped the bottle to his nostrils and as he sniffed the man drove his cock up him in one smooth movement until he was balls deep. “OH!” I heard Peter gasp, and then the man began to thrust slowly, even gently in and out until Peter sagged in surrender. “There you go!” He whispered. “What your hole is for, you slut” He began to thrust harder as the others urged him on. “I’m going to cum!” He grunted. Arthur bent forward and kissed Peter and held him tight as the man thrust and thrust then shuddered and gasped as he orgasmed. I watched his shuddering body and felt my cock grow hard as I saw Peter being filled with dirty cum. “That’s better!” He said, and stood back. I watched his cock flop out of Peter’s dark, lubricated slit. “Who’s next?” He whispered. Arthur didn’t need an invitation. He scuttled round the sling on his old legs, his cock grasped in his wrinkled fist and got between Peter’s plump thighs. Peter gasped as Arthur entered him, his slack buttocks rippling as he began to fuck. “Gor! Nice!” He gasped. “Gonna knock him up good.” It didn’t take long for him to cum. As he stood back, there was a scramble for access and then an old, fat man with blotches on his fat thighs got into position and slid his cock home with a satisfied sigh. I left them to it. Emptying the rest of the bins as I heard Peter groaning as the group took their turn. I went downstairs and Bill looked up “Well?” He said. “You were right – only took five minutes!” “Great.” He replied, pulling me behind the counter and dropping his shorts. His hips and thighs were covered in a nasty rash “Your fault.” He said with a grin then bent me over the counter and began to fuck me as he whispered filth in my ear…

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.