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  1. Part 5: Consequences I had slept all day apparently. When I finally woke up it was late afternoon. I had slept through my work shift and I was freaking out. I immediately grabbed my phone and noticed I had fifty missed calls from my boss. David was still asleep so I snuck out of the room and called my boss back. I told him some bullshit but he didn't buy it. He fired me anyway. Oh well I thought. I had enjoyed myself and honestly I was glad I got fired because I hated that job anyway. I went back into the bedroom where David was still sleeping. He wasn't underneath the covers and his cock was semi hard. I couldn't help myself so I started stroking his cock until it was fully hard and then I wrapped my lips around the head and just slowly started sucking his head. He began to stir a bit and started moaning which in turn made me try a little more to see how far I could get him before he exploded. But David woke up completely and said he wanted my ass again. So reluctantly I quit sucking his cock and climbed on top until his cock was lined up with my hole. Although my hole was a bit sore I must admit I did want his cock back inside of me. I didn't even grab the lube. I just slowly lowered myself onto his cock and it slid in with just a little resistance. David told me to lean forward and as I did he raised his legs to where he could thrust in and out of my hole. Our lips met as he slowly started topping me from the bottom. My own cock was hard and pressed between us as we kissed and fucked. He didn't fuck me fast but definitely at a nice rhythm that kept me on the edge of an orgasm. I didn't want to admit it just yet but I was falling in love with David. He kept fucking my hole and as we kissed I was moaning into his mouth. David was driving me insane because I couldn't get enough of him. After a bit we broke the kiss and he grabbed my hips and really started fucking my hole with purpose. I knew he was getting close and so was I. After several minutes of him just pounding away I lost it. My cock exploded all over his chest and stomach. I scooped up my cum and started eating it and this sent David over the edge. Once again he flooded my hole. Goddamn it felt so good feeling his hot cum shoot inside me. Once he finished I kissed him before climbing off and going down to clean his cock. He didn't tell me to but I just felt it was my place to clean his cock. I could see pure bliss on his face as I cleaned his cock. As I was cleaning his cock he told me he needed to piss really bad. Again instinct took over and I just left my mouth on his cock. He asked if I was sure I wanted his piss and I just moaned around his cock. He then began pissing down my throat and I tried really hard to swallow it all. I wasn't repulsed in the least bit. If anything it just made me hornier. As David finished peeing I cleaned his cock up more until he was completely clean. Once I was finished he raised up and gave me another kiss. He got up and said we should get something to eat. I was definitely hungry as was David. He cooked us breakfast even though it was the afternoon and it hit the spot. Once we were finished we went outside to his back porch and just relaxed. As we were relaxing he took me by the hand and said we needed to talk.
    10 points
  2. I've never been the best student. Grades just weren't as much fun as trying to get the straight guys at the gym in shower and beg to suck their big jock cocks. I guess by the end of my freshman year I'd got a little bit a reputation for being the guy to go to for a quick discrete bj. So when my financial aid was on the line, I went to my instructor thinking "What's another bj, especially since this one could actually get me to pass my class". My history professor was thick hairy bear with a shaved head. I'd see him at the gym in the mornings pumping iron. He wasn't defined, just huge pecs and arms and stomach. I wondered as I walked to his office if it expanded to other parts of his anatomy. I specifically went after school, hoping there would be fewer people around. The door was open as I rounded into the room, and he was at his desk. "What do you want?" he asked, not even looking up for his desk. "I wanted to talk to you about my preformance in class" I said playing with the door opening and closing it. "Are you really gonna do this?" he asked as he finally turned towards me. "Do what?" I tried to act innocent. "I know what you're doing. I just thought you wouldn't be so damn much like a bad porno. Does this act work for the boys in the gym?" Shit I thought. Well, I guess my reputation preceded me. "Yeah, I get what I want." I tried to play it cool. "Close the door." I closed and locked it. "Get on your knees." With his size and attitude I was mildly turned-on, but I needed to focus, this was business after all. I crawled on all fours in between his legs with my face near his crotch and slipped off my shirt. All my time at the gym kept me perfect slim. I gave a small show moving my toned bod under him watching the tent grow in his slacks. That's when I began to notice it. It didn't stop growing. The bulge just started moving down his leg. I had to see it. I reached for his pants whereupon he slapped my face. "Open your mouth, slut." I opened wide and moaned and watched as he unbottoned and zipped. Out of his pants fell out a monster. My jaw dropped lower. It was easily nine inches, and the thickness was amazing. I moved to wrap my hands around it. I've always been proud of my big hands but still, it was so thick. my index finger and thumb barely touched. he had a forearm in his pants! my mouth watered and he watched me and an evil smile drew across his face. "Well lets see how good your preformance is." I opened my mouth slowly around the head, my jaw popped a little as i pushed down on it. it was so huge. I licked around the head trying to stuff more in my mouth. I gagged and coughed. A hand flew across my face hard and hit me to the ground. "You call that a blow job? get back here and do it right!" Fuck yeah daddy, I thought "yes sir!" I got back between his legs and tried working it again. I got the head in my mouth and began bobbing my head trying to stuff it further. the thickness just wouldn't go down. Suddenly his hands grabbed the back of my head and forced me down I felt my throat expand and become full and stuffed within seconds my eyes watered, my stomach spasmed I was choking, but his big hands held me down and he began fucking my windpipe. i could feel my face turning blue and he pulled me off. I gasped for air and tried to swallow so not to throw up and he held me by my hair and spat in my face. "Open your mouth you little slut" I gasped trying to speak to breathe, but he was already sticking his dick back in my mouth. He stuffed and fucked it with two strokes before the water i drank earler spilled out my mouth on this shoes. "Pathetic" he said. Who the fuck was this sex demon? this was not my teacher for this past semester. "I guess you'll settle with a F then. " He said and began to zip up. "No!...." i gasped and stuggled to stand. i had no other choice. I grabbed my belt buckle and pulled my belt off. I turned around and slowly dropped my jeans. This wasn't a show. I was scared, but if i didn't pass this, college was over for me. I stood there in my nothing but my jock strap. for all my reputation, I'd only let two guys fuck me in my life, and neither of them were as big or brutal as this demon teacher top. . I turned my head over my shoulder and saw him unbottoning his shirt showing his huge physique. huge muscles all over rounded and hard and buldging like his cock. He was probably a line backer in highschool he was just huge everywhere. just huge rounded muscle and a giant cock. "Back that hole up boy" I want you to know what you're asking for. I did as i was told and felt him slapping his cock against my ass and it felt like getting spanked with a beer can. he opened a drawer and pulled out a red ball gag, a bag of something and lube. he drew some lines in of the drug on desk and ordered me to sniff. Drugs are not my thing but i knew I'd probably need it. I sniffed a line and my mind went nuts when it hit me. He kept slapping the hard dick against my ass and I started gyrating on it even as he gagged me. I felt him pouring lube down my crack and rubbing two fingers on my hole. "Slut I'm gonna ruin you." he said as he shoved two fingers down my hole. I moaned from the pain of being pushed so quickly and from the pleasure of loving it his fingers massaging my insides. i wanted more. He ordered me to sniff another line and very quickly i was riding three of his fingers like a bitch in heat, hands on my knees ass pumping. He pulled out his fingers and slapped my ass. "Spread your cheeks whore!" I did as I was told and he rubbed his enormous cock head up and down my crack adding more lube. he lined it up with my hole and told me to push back. I tried but the head wouldn't go in. It pushed on my hole and it hurt and hurt and hurt and finally he grabbed my hips and shoved me down. The head popped in but it was more like exploded in i felt my sphinter stretch far beyond it should ever be stretched and it squeezed his cock I tried to scream but he pulled on the ball gag and it cut off my breath just enough to stop me. The enormous mushroom head of his cock was fucking me and i already felt like i would die. This head was destroying my ass with every thrust and he had not even pushed his cock in a third of the way into me. He pulled his cock out and let me feel the tender insides of my hole now pushing outside my hole. "I'll make a good rose bud of your ass tonight boy!" And he grabbed my hips and pushed me back on the head fucking my muscle ass. He continued adding lube and slowly he pushed deeper and deeper and deeper and i could feel his hard meat moving inside me. It was moving my insides around and I felt it in every piece of me. Finally I leaned back and I felt his balls rest on my ass. these giant hairy balls slapped my hole as the fucked me again and again with such brutality i completely gave in. my ass was so open and sore and still snug for his enourmous cock. I proceeded to let him touch and own every part of my body till finally i felt and erruption inside me. he slid me off of him and i fell to the floor limp and dead covered with sweat and his cum began seeping outside my hole. He took his papers and walked out after readjusting himself. I crawled and limped home shortly after. When grades came in I recieved and A Plus. A few months later i got myself tested and also recieved a postive score on my HIV test. So much for not getting the grades right?
    5 points
  3. Sadly what’s happening in red states is not isolated to red states. UK’s Ofcom has issued really strict guidelines for implementation of the child protection act. The cost to comply makes compliance impossible. And, while I have no business presence in the UK, the legal ties between the US and the UK are close and I’d rather not risk the rather hefty fines (Ā£18M). Unlike what red states are doing it looks like this will affect social media like X and Telegram since it doesn’t have the exemption for less than 1/3rd adult content. So I expect this to be a major news story in the coming months. Oh, and the block should work better than the red state block since it’s an entire country (countries don’t exchange IP addresses like states do). Lastly… Voting matters! Don’t just sit there and complain.
    3 points
  4. I think one of the most hypocritical aspects of the recent SCOTUS oral arguments is that conservatives on court are making the claim the technology advancements, the types of content available online, and the ease of access to it when compared to magazines and films from the 1950s modifies the constitutional question as it relates to the 1A. Compare this to the number of times the same conservatives have dismissed arguments the technology of guns and increased availability modifies in any way the constitutional question of the 2A. I've long known this version of SCOTUS has zero consistency and is simply a mouthpiece for the American Right, but this is a yet another level of hypocrisy. Originalism or Textualism as judicial philosophy should be dead after the Roberts Court goes away. They have shown that they have no philosophy beyond Christoauthoritarianism.
    3 points
  5. Doing a quick second post to give you a sense of the next chapter in Luke’s developing life in the Brothel and his addiction to the General. I won’t be posting for several weeks due to a trip. Luke’s Total Service Luke’s mouth was roots-deep on a giant black cock. His hands were cuffed tightly behind his back. His jaw and shoulders ached from the strain of hours of sexual service. None of these things was unusual, as Luke spent many many hours each week serving giant cocks and being bound. But what was unusual was the totality of his subservience. A couple of months ago, he’d been called out to serve a client in a large penthouse apartment in a downtown skyscraper. He’d been stunned to discovered that his client was the General, his little cock hard as a rock the minute he saw the object of his sexual addiction. The General had always used him in one of the basement dungeons, with all the cruel tools of his sexual torture and sadism at the ready. The General had Luke kneel and he’d cuffed his hands tightly behind his back. He’d then slid a big tube up Luke’s hole and given him what felt like a massive dose. He’d then put a tight mask over Luke’s face, leaving only his mouth and nose exposed. Luke had taken the massive, semi-hard cock down his throat, and then he felt a large flexible band go around the back of his head, binding his mouth to the general’s crotch, his nose buried the big man’s musky, trimmed pubes. And the General had worn Luke’s mouth like some crazy human flashlight for most of the next three days, Luke’s throat involuntarily sucking and spasming, the big head lodged deep in his gullet. When the General moved, Luke moved, walking awkwardly bent over. When the General needed to piss, he’d pause and piss and Luke would drink. Sometimes, Luke would feel the tails of a dresshirt draped over his face, as he knelt on the floor between the General’s huge spread thighs and Luke would suckle and service the big cock while the General held video business meetings. When the General showered, Luke’s showered too, the soap and shampoo getting in his nose and running down his face. When the General needed to take a shit, Luke would stay in position, his throat drinking the man’s piss and his nostrils filling with foul smells. Luke often cried during those times, feeling his abject slavery to the man. At night, he slept between the man’s legs, trying to sleep, occasionally being awakened by a throat full of strong night piss. The first day of this had been hell, as he’d gagged and retched around the cock, until he’d just accepted the cock as a fact of life, and then his throat settled into a steady involuntary sucking. The General’s sexual appetites were unquenchable, and his cock stayed semihard for hours. When the huge Nigerian muscle god wanted more active service, he’d slide a big bump of Tina up Luke’s hole, spank Luke’s ass hard with his giant hand three times, then the General would loosen the belt that held Luke’s head and give him enough play to suck the man from tip to base. In the mornings—Luke supposed is was morning, as he’d not seen anything in the days since the mask went on—the General would wake up and Luke would drink his piss. Then the General would undo the strap and position Luke on his hands and knees on the bed. He’d shove a lube tube deep inside Luke and dropped a 1/2 gram, and then the General would settle in for a long rough fuck. After the General had dropped a couple of loads, Luke would be reattached to the cock he served and spend the day on his knees, awkwardly walking when the General paced while on the phone, or sitting while the man worked. Luke was grateful when the hold was loosened and he provided an active blow job—when the man got hard without loosening the belt, the huge cock would completely fill his mouth and throat and cut off his air. Luke had learned to breath through his nose, but he still passed out from time to time, as the big cock suffocated him. The experience was exhausting, his entire world reduced for hours on end to one man’s enormous, insatiable cock. His sense of smell was dominated by the man’s musk, and most of the breath he drew was through the big man’s pubes or the skin around the massive shaft. His tongue was overpowered by the taste of the General, his piss, his sweat, the constant stream of precum, and the man’s massive loads of semen. Luke looked forward to his morning fuck, and his nightly fuck, and the hard, hot fisting that usually followed. When he had time to think, days after one of these sessions would end, Like figured that he spent between sixteen and twenty hours of each day affixed to the man’s cock. And so those moments when he could fully breath, his ass on fire from the giant portions of Tina the man dropped there, he reveled in the man’s fisting, always too much, too hard, too deep, and too fast. The affect of the General’s cruel treatment was that Luke became even more marked, more addicted to the man’s cock, and that the only freedom he was afforded was to pleasure the big man’s cock with his mouth or hole, and Luke began to revel in the man’s cruelty, to beg him to go deeper, harder and faster. After these sessions with the General, it would take Luke days and days to recover, to smell anything or taste anything other than the lingering masculine musk of the giant-dicked black god. When he was with the General, Luke was never given any food or water, his body drawing moisture only from the sweat, precum, cum and piss produced by the huge cock he served. And so for days afterwards those tastes dominated his senses. He entire body ached, and his neck and shoulders and back spasmed and seized. Karzinsky soon assigned Luke a personal trainer who was a certified physical therapist. Luke had always just kept to a rigorous workout plan as assigned, working out in the gym at his designated time. But the trainer, Jerry, a big muscled and tatted Australian, made him perform hours of PT on his neck, back, and shoulders and then started him on a rigorous program focused on definition. Luke’s great, natural diving body acquired a new focus, his pecs popped like small apples, every muscle of his torso and ass defined. All the men—from twins to muscle bottoms to the five or so muscle tops—who were assigned a trainer were expected to provide sexual service on demand. There was a special, smaller gym for these men, and Luke was glad he wasn’t one of the muscle tops. To keep them in line Karzinski and his men constantly humiliated the big muscled men, making them wear lacy thongs and occasionally being fisted in the gym surrounded by the others. Luke got off relatively easy, simply drinking Jerry’s piss in the gym when he offered it. Jerry preffered to fuck him in the privacy of one of the brothel’s many service rooms. Jerry also liked to edge Luke, subjecting Luke to an exhausting workout, then he’d tie the little blonde up and edge and edge him until Luke was in tears. Luke discovered, though that as hot as Jerry was, if Luke wanted to come he had to fantasize about the General—his fist shoulder deep, his cock to the root in his mouth, or the musty smell of his ass when Luke would service him. After Jerry would finally give Luke release, he’d leave Luke tied up and bend his legs back and plunge his thick uncut tool into Luke’s hole and bang him for an hour or more. By the time Luke was done with his workout and the after-gym edging and fucking party, he barely had the energy to eat his now precisely-monitored diet of lean proteins, precise carbs, and vegetables. And so here Luke was, on his knees smelling the sexually-charged musk of his own, personal, giant Nigerian muscle man. Luke felt the man loosen the belt holding him and got excited, his boycock suddenly hard despite the Tina and Ecstacy coursing in his veins. He felt the General huge hand on his jaw, forcing it wider while he other hand pressed firmly on the back of his head, and the General forced him down to the root of his cock, and then further, slipping both of his huge balls inside Luke throat, the big cockhead going further into Luke’s gullet, and then the belt was tightened and Luke’s throat held the entirety of the man’s shaft and his balls. Luke had a really hard time of it, it was like the first day all over again, and for several hours he gagged and sputtered, his jaw in agony from the even wider stretch. And then something strange happened. Luke felt a hand other than the General’s on his ass. Luke knew that cleaning staff entered the room everyday. The General would put on one of his traditional robes and sit at his desk and hide the naked, bound twink between his legs. This always excited the General, and his cock would swell and gag Luke, until the constantly milking action of Luke’s stuffed throat caused the man to explode down his throat, his moans muffled by the noise of the electric vacuum. But today Luke felt an unknown man pull apart his asschecks, and a broad finger stretch his hole. The man quickly threaded a lube tube deep inside and delivered a massive dose. As Luke howled around his big cock as the General got hard as a rock. Luke then felt the burning flame of a big, Tina-covered cock spear his hole in one big push. Once the Tina burn had abated, Luke enthuastically serviced the General while enjoying an expert deep fuck by the other man. The cock was actually thicker than the Generals, which Luke hadn’t thought possible—and it was quite long, but not as long as the Generals giant tool. But the key thing was the man was an excellent cocksman. He had rhythms and cadences to his fucking—short fucks to enjoy the feeling of destroying Luke’s second hole, then a long series of total penetration, pulling out and ramming in to the hilt. He moved his cock around constantly, stretching and battering Luke’s insides from all angles. The end result was that as Luke’s insides got looser, the big tool went thrillingly deeper and deeper. After both men and given Luke two loads—the General deep in Luke’s gullet and the mystery man’s huge loads deep in his guts—the mystery man filled Luke’s hole with warm potent chempiss which set Luke tingling again. The General undid his headpiece and Luke came off the big cock, spluttering saliva and other stomach juices, trying to work some of the pain from his over stretched jaw. Then Luke felt the General’s cock slide in and deliver his load of piss up Luke’s hole followed by a big plug. There was a heated discussion between the General and the other man, muffled by the all-encompassing mask. And then he felt strong fingers slide the mask off and Luke blinked, the dim light in the room was too much. The General turned Luke’s head to see the new man. He was a gorgeous young black African, not as tall as the General but still 6’5ā€ or so. He was broad and rectangular, wide chest, flat stomach, and his big 10 inch cock hung in the light, dripping precum. His physique was excellent, but it was that of a naturally stout man, and it was as if his rippling muscles had a padded quality to them. Luke though he was one of the hottest men he’d ever seen. The General spoke, ā€œ This is my nephew. You may address him as sir, he insisted on taking off your mask so he can watch your face when he fists you.ā€ The nephew held up one hand, and pointed as his wrist. Holy Fuck, Luke thought, he had big hands but they were barely wider than his huge, wide wrists and then his arms just got bigger as they went up. Luke involuntarily arched his back, and the General smiled, ā€œYou want that, huh? We shall see—those thick wrists will stretch you wide and deep—and we will make sure to make it as painful and exciting as possible, just how you love it little cunt.ā€
    3 points
  6. 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 ā€œSorry.ā€ He stopped rowing and asked if I was OK. Painfully aware he was now the one staring my erection twitched as if to say ā€œhere, over here, notice me.ā€ He’d heard it loud and clear. He didn’t believe my response; ā€œOh sorry, no I’m fine.ā€ ā€œYou don’t look fine. That looks mighty uncomfortable, and I think you need some help with it.ā€ He said this with a teasing grin. ā€œFuck, I’m sorry.ā€ I blurted. ā€œYou say sorry a lot. Is that your pat response when a guy comes on to you?ā€ I could barely register his words I was so embarrassed and shocked. ā€œSorry. A guy like you wouldn’t want to fuck me.ā€ ā€˜My God’ I thought, ā€˜did I say that with my outside voice?’ ā€œActually, I think your one sexy Silver Daddy. Nothing I’d like more than to get a piece of your hairy ass.ā€ Did he not realize we were in the middle of a busy public gym? ā€œUm … um … thanks?ā€ I was so flustered it came out as a question. His encouraging voice and Middle Eastern accent; ā€œCome on, lets go.ā€ , as he jumped up from his machine. I sat staring at my tent, ā€œBut, but…?ā€ ā€œCelebrate it daddy, let’s show it off, no need to be embarrassed.ā€ 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. ā€œFuck yea daddy! You are one good kisser, I like that!ā€ 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. ā€œMmmmm’. 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. ā€œI don’t suppose you have a condom in your gym shorts.ā€ ā€œYou would suppose correctly. At least let me insert just the tip.ā€ He gently pleaded. ā€œSorry bud, but unless it’s covered with a condom it’s not going in my ass.ā€ ā€œAre you sure?, ā€˜cause you don’t seem to be moving.ā€ 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. ā€œGo on, suck it, I know you want to.ā€ 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 ā€˜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. ā€œI’m getting close.ā€ I took a break from my oral ministrations long enough to say; ā€œFuck 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, ā€œNot there, I didn’t mean there!ā€ ā€œYou said; Fuck that load into me.ā€ He spoke right into my ear and shivers went throughout my entire body. ā€œI meant, fuck my face, cum down my throat.ā€ ā€œYeah. That could be arranged, but first I know you at least want to feel the tip in you. I can feel you pushing back.ā€ 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. ā€œThere you go. That’s what you wanted.ā€ ā€œFuck, that feels so good! I’d forgotten how good skin on skin feels it’s been so long.ā€ I moaned with deep pleasure. That’s when he started to fuck me. ā€œWhat are you doing?ā€ I cried ā€œFucking my load into you, just like you asked.ā€ Again in my ear and sending electric shots through my spine. ā€œNo, you said, just the tip. For God’s sake don’t cum in me!ā€ I didn’t think he could get any closer to my ear but these words came as if he was inside my ear; ā€œYou said don’t cum. Interesting you didn’t say don’t fuck you, and you’re still not pulling away.ā€ 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. ā€œI’m very close, ask me to breed you.ā€ 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 ā€œNo, don’t cum in me!ā€ 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; ā€œOh yeah Daddy, that’s what you needed now wasn’t it?ā€ ā€œAwe, I guess you’re right. But I didn’t know it. I’m still not sure I should have allowed it.ā€ ā€œWell, you did, and we both loved it! Now it seems a shame to not get you to return the favor daddy.ā€ I couldn’t believe what my ears were hearing from this astoundingly handsome and sexy young man. ā€œYou want me to fuck you?!ā€ ā€œI want your load daddy!ā€ ā€œYou want me to fuck you bareback? You don’t even know me and you want me to breed your beautiful ass?!ā€ ā€œYou don’t know me and just let me breed your hairy ass.ā€ This talk had him re-hardening in my fuck shoot and he reached to grab my super hard cock. ā€œClearly you are as excited about this prospect as I am.ā€ ā€œNoā€ 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. ā€œFuck, you are amazing!ā€ I exclaimed ā€œThat’s two for you old guy. Time to return the favor. That is if you can.ā€ 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. ā€œLooks 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.ā€ ā€˜Awe’ I thought, ā€˜so he had been prelubed. No wonder I got in balls deep so easily.’
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  7. Can't wait for more! Hope he embraces the news.
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  8. My boyfriend is finally here. I visited him two weeks ago, I came back last Tuesday, 10 days before. Yesterday night was incredible we combined hard fuck with love and passion. It was a very special kind of making love. We did this for hours when we came into each other’s hole. After we woke up today, we spent hours in bed repeating what we did in the previous night. We were a bit exhausted , so we wanted to get some food but I was so horny I needed to cum. I started to jerk off, which triggered him and he joined me. When I was close, shoved my cock into him and started to fuck my love’s hole and bred him. It was an incredible orgasm but something happened that never happened before. I couldn’t stop. I fuck him and came again. And then I still couldn’t stop, and came again. I bred him three times within five minutes. And it wasn’t one continuous orgasm. It was three different. He was so on the edge that he turned back and turned me back too and bred me. These couple of hours were like a dream, we were constantly in heaven.
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  9. A few updates… I started a separate thread about it, but the UK will be blocked come July. @viking8x6 is right - prostitution is defined so broadly in Florida that it includes porn production (except maybe content swaps between creators where no money is exchanged). Porn isn’t illegal, and distributing porn isn’t illegal - just paying the models is illegal. And @BootmanLA is correct - it’s unclear what SCOTUS will do. On the negative side even one of the liberal justices started with the assumption that kids need to be protected (not with the assumption that free speech needs to be protected). On the other hand it’s not clear that Texas will get an outright win. More likely is something in the middle which is still a loss for free speech. FSC is not happy that they only got a half hour to present. I may hit up one of the board members because they seem to now be looking for examples that aren’t traditional porn sites - and community sites like this are good examples of AV being unworkable. At the same time, I don’t want the attention that would come with a mention in a high profile court case.
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  10. Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Ryan, Faggot, Slut, Pig Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): +44 7932955311 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Swindon UK Age: 32 Height: 5'11" Weight: 74kg Ethnicity: white
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  11. Wow another great chapter. I cannot wait to hear this conversation.
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  12. It would be easy for a top to have fucked 1,000+ btms - and without breeding easily 5x that!
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  13. How many actors were filmed in Bob Guccione’s Caligula orgy scene? That’s the first orgy I viewed and serves as my de facto answer for a fail safe number of participants to qualify for a legitimate orgy. Based on sheer number of participants, assuming an individual does not need to have sexual contact with everyone else in attendance, do events such as CumUnion, Horse Markets, Dark Room nights, and swinger parties qualify one as having attended an orgy?
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  14. Your last load? I had 4 loads within 4 hours. At a sex club. It was all about fucking, pissing, fisting, spitting. The problem is: I am on my way home and still horny.
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  15. I love to drink from the tap. I latch on and guzzle. but if it’s strong piss, especially chem piss, I usually don’t drink it. I love Tina piss up my ass.
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  16. By the third hour, the General could easily closed-fist punchfuck Luke from his anus through the second ring. He kept at this for quite a while, the General in a zone, having allowed himself a lot more Tina, and the boy eager to submit, opening his legs wide in the sling. But try as he might, the General wasn’t making a lot of progress in increasing the depth of the fuck. So the General decided the only solution was to fuck Luke up even more. Reluctantly leaving the boys hole, he filled a lube tube with 1/2 a gram and tipped two ecstasy capsules in. Filling this with his chempiss, he opted to not add in fisting powder on the idea that this might hamper full absorption. He then found an extra long hose and affixed it to the lube pump. He then slid the long flexible tube in pushing and pushing until it was all in. From time to time he’d release a tiny amount of the lube to smooth the passage, but even after Luke started showing signs it was hurting, the General kept up his slow gentle pressure until the tube and about 1/2 of the pump were buried in Luke’s hole. Luke was groaning loudly, making little starts, alternating between pain and lust. The General stood at his head, ā€œDrink, boy,ā€ and he slid his big cockhead in the boys mouth and slowly fed him piss. Drinking the big man’s piss brought out the little submissive pig in Luke, and by the time the General was done feeing him mouthful after rank mouthful, Luke ass was arched up in the sling, ready for more. The General waited until the whore had completely cleaned his cock, the smaller young mans’s tongue lapping at his piss slit like a kitten after milk, and then he went to the boys hole. The General greased up his arm from fingertip to shoulder with strongly laced lube. He then pushed hard on the pump, releasing all the chempiss and ecstacy and Tina deep, deep, inside Luke’s little cunt in one huge rush. Luke screamed at the intense burn deep where nothing had touched since the several days that Enrique and Jason had possessed his hole completely. As the General intended, within seconds, Luke felt an aching need deep inside his boy pussy. He wasn’t able to speak, but he was trying to hump the lube pump. The General quickly removed the tube and squared his fist and went into the boy hard, pushing through the boys first and second rings until he encountered resistance. The General pushed again, making Luke’s cry out, and the General paused, and then very slowly began a very light, pounding fuck. The boys hole was flaming hot, fluttering around his big fist, and with every light pound—to Luke it felt someone was fucking him with a log of wood—the General would push a little deeper. Luke’s body was utterly confused. The General was at the beginning of his bicep already, and the stretch was intense and somewhat painful, but Luke craved it more. One second he’d give a little cry as the General took another millimeter of his hole, then he’s spread his legs and welcome the fist. His headspace was just as it was when he’d begged Jason and Enrique to punish his hole with the huge toy. ā€œFuck me, master,ā€ Luke cried out, his soft cock dribbling precum, ā€œTake me deep.ā€ The General grinned, put his big fist in the bird shape, and dove in. He pushed until Luke was tense with pain, his legs extended straight he pulled his hand all the way. Luke was panting, his body writhing, but within seconds his hole felt empty. ā€œPlease, master, I need you deep in me.ā€ The General grinned, scooped a tiny pile of Tina into his palm and closed his fingers around it. He went smoothly in until he was at that same depth. Luke wasn’t as rigid as he’d been, so the General pushed until it was clearly an inch beyond Luke’s limits. He then dropped the pille and began to fist fuck the little whore’s deepest regions. His hand stayed in the bird shape and he took more of the boys depth, Luke’s hotel hole stretched around the General’s massive bicep. Luke thrilled at this,loving how the hole Luke’s wanted destroyed deep gave his pig boy anus a wide stretch. The General lit another bowl—time to give the boy the benefit of his hyped up sexual aggression—when he smoked that he pulled out slightly and then began to pound the boy at those depths with his massive clenched fist. Luke struggled and cried out, but soon the drugs and his submissive nature ran out. The General was his master now, all the pain he’d endured to please the big gorgeous black man, the thrill of his fucking, the remembered pain in his balls and body, broke Luke and remade him. He wise nothing but a receptacle for whatever the man wanted. Luke opened his legs wide, ā€œTake my boypussy, sir, fucking hurt me, fuck me,ā€ Luke cried. The General just smiled his cold smile, ā€œMusic to my ears, little whoreā€ he said darkly. He folded his hand and started fucking the boy deeper. He used his free hand to scoop a massive pile of Tina into that general paused the deep fucked and pulled out slightly, so that his massive bicep no longer stretched the boy quite so tightly. The General drove his hand in, doubling the boy with no warning, but stopping he minute his palm was inside. He then quickly swept his hand open and slapped the massive pile of Tina onto the lube covering his forearm. He pulled his palm out and then the arm went in deep. The turned burned a streak up into Luke’s second hole and he screamed, then seconds later his hole began to assgasm around the general’s bicep. The General barely registered this, and he just concentrated on pushing deeper into the boy’s hole. The General went extremely slowly— their would be pleat of time to punch the boy deep later—but he was relentless. His folded hand kept a steady, slight beat going. Soon the General was in past his bicep. The kids hole felt fantastic, warm and living. The sense of power it gave the General was such a high, he was in total control of the little whore. Luke kept up a low keening moan, but his legs stayed relaxed and open. The General smoked another bowl—when he gave the boy another load of chempiss it was going to burn—and then he kept pushing. He wasn’t rough but he wasn’t gentle either. He’d paid to use a whore and he was going to use a whore. The General slowed down again, getting the last bit for the first time required a deft touch if you didn’t want to put someone in the hospital. And the General wanted to use this little blonde slut for many hours—and years—to come. While Luke couldn’t form a coherent though, he was starting to understand what a giant of a man the General was. The ecstasy was in full force, and the Tina told Luke he needed to the big man to fill him. But the General was so, so deep, deeper than any fist had been before. Luke struggled and moaned, but he tried hard to submit. Luke wasnt really thinking, but somewhere in his hindbrain he had the sense that if he that if he didn’t try to give his hole up the General would find a way to take his entire colon anyway. And so over about fourty-five minutes the giant black man’s arm drove deeper and deeper into the hot depths of the blonde twinks stretched-out hole. The General wasn’t satisfied until his nearly hairless armpit was buried in the sluts hole. And then he began to work and work and he deep fisted the boy for three hours straight, going harder and harder. The boy thrilled to be so open for the godlike stud, and he rode the big man’s arm with gusto. From time to time the General would dump another pile of Tina onto his arm and slam it deep in the boy while he smoked his own pipe. Finally he pulled out until just his fist was inside the boy and slid his massive cock in, semihard as always. He filled the boy with chempiss then began fisting again in earnest. His big bicep kept all the piss in as Luke’s body soaked up moisture and drugs in equal measure. Both men went completely mad after that, and the General would deep fist the hole, pulling out and driving in to his armpit, over and over, then he’d pull out and attack first the boys inner hole then punch and punch the boys sloppy outer hole. Luke experienced rolling assgasm, the General relentlessly punching him throughout them, drawing the boys inner hole closer and closer into an addictive sexual relationship with himself. The General knew that, after he’d used the boy a few more times, the boy would only be able to orgasm through his little boy balls only by fantasizing about the General controlling him. He’d done it hundreds of times and looked forward to doing it again. And so he got back to the work at hand: destroying the boy cunt laid out before him.
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  17. My initiation into piss play was a surprise. I was playing with my fuck buddy and we were in our third day. I can tell you for sure we were definitely wasted. I was still a new player and my "Trainer" was the guy I was playing with. He had taken a clean cut vanilla sex guy and in one night turned me in to a cum sucking leather whore dog. We had been playing weekly for about three months and on this night he said I would be getting a surprise. Well I was all a twitter about it . Being very much "adjusted" made me like a little kid at Christmas. Finally he asked me if I wanted anything to drink and me having been sweating like a dog in heat naturally said yes. He went to the kitchen and returned several minutes later with a bottle of "beer". I took it and immediately took a large swig of the contents. It was not beer and at first I thought it was some kind of power drink. Then I realized what it was. My buddy started laughing and said I had to drink the whole bottle or pack up and go home. I hesitated for what seemed like an hour (it was about 15 seconds) and started drinking. After several swigs my dick started to get hard. I was a piss drinking convert. My buddy came to me grabbed the bottle which was still about half full and poured it over my head. I loved it. It wasn't long before I was getting piss down my throat, up my ass and pissing in and on my buddy. I love being a Nasty Piss Whore Dog.
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  18. I love feeling sloppy and loose love the feeling of hot cum 😈🐷
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  19. Part 4: The Fucking David started fucking my ass slowly, just barely sliding in and out of my hole. Fuck his cock felt so good. As he slowly fucked my hole he started nibbling on my neck which was driving me crazy. My own cock was so hard underneath me that I knew he was going to make me cum again. He had me moaning like crazy. After a few minutes of barely thrusting David started pulling out just a little bit more. Damn this man really knew how to fuck. At this point he was rubbing against my prostate and that's all it took for my own cock to erupt. I know I soaked his bed in my cum. My hole clinched his cock so he stopped fucking me until my orgasm subsided. After a few minutes and a couple of more hits of the poppers my hole loosened it's grip on his cock and he proceeded to gently fuck me again. It was quite a while before he was withdrawing his cock almost completely before burying it back into my hole. I could feel beads of sweat hitting my neck and back as he was giving me a fucking I would never forget. The stamina of this man was truly remarkable. The poppers were keeping me in a state of constant arousal and relaxation at the same time. After what was probably about an hour of him fucking my hole he pulled out and laid on his back. He instructed me that it was now my time to do some work. He had me get on top and it took no effort for his cock to slide back into my hole. Oh my god being on top was definitely a different feeling. Giving I had never rode a cock before my rhythm was a bit awkward at first. But I'm a quick learner so it wasn't long before I found my rhythm and began riding his cock properly. I bounced slowly up and down and it felt great. David was playing with my nipples as I rode him and I had to concentrate really hard on his cock because it felt great having my nipples played with. I knew at this point this man could fuck my anytime he desired. After riding his cock for a while David mentioned he was getting really close to orgasm. He had me get off his back and put me on my back. He raised my legs up and slid his cock back inside. This time he really started fucking my hole with purpose. Damn he looked so hot being in total control of me. My own cock was hard again and I started jerking off as he pounded my ass. After a few minutes I lost it and shot my cum everywhere. I immediately scooped it up and started eating it and that was all it took for David. He said he was cumming and boy did he. He flooded my hole with so much cum that it was leaking out as he was cumming. Once his orgasm had subsided he completely collapsed on top of me. My legs wrapped around his waist as I held onto him while his heartbeat got back to normal. At this point I still wasn't aware what he had actually given to me. All I know is that even though this was my first sexual experience I knew it would be hard to top it. I glanced over to the window and noticed daylight was slowly approaching. I drifted off to sleep holding David in my arms. When I woke up I received some news that I definitely wasn't expecting.
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  20. As I stepped out of the gym and headed to my car, I realized this young guy was following me. I thought maybe his car must be near mine. I had made it clear at the time of his ludacris invitation to have his roommates breed me that I wanted no part of more risky sex with him or anyone else. I was frightened enough already by his two loads seeping into my gut walls. Why hadn’t I gone to the bathroom immediately and pushed, indeed flushed them out? When I got to my door he stepped up to the passenger side. ā€œWhat the fuck do you think you are doing?ā€ more than a hint of anger in my voice. ā€œShowing you the way to my place to watch my roommates raw fuck your juicy ass.ā€ He cockily replied. ā€œI told you NO!ā€ ā€œOh, I didn’t think you meant that. Could you at least drive me home? The bus takes so long.ā€ He asked with confidence. ā€œOKā€ I relented to letting him in my car. It was about a half hour drive. He immediately turned the conversation to sex and got me to admit that I had enjoyed our shower romp. As well, ā€˜yes it was fucking hot to have his loads in my gut, and mine in his.’ ā€œHow long since you were last bred?ā€ his casual question. I considered not answering but relented. ā€œOver five years.ā€ "Have you missed it?" ā€œI’d be lying if I said no. But it is so dangerous now.ā€ ā€œTell me about before. Before you turned all safe sex. Were you promiscuous?ā€ He was genuinely interested. I opened up about my past. It felt good to reminisce. I confessed I'd been the only out cock sucking high school fag. ā€œSucked down hundreds of loads from classmates, entire sports teams, visiting and home, as well as truckers at the stop a short bike ride from my hometown. That’s where I first got fucked. One night three truckers took me back into the woods, leaned me against a tree and one by one, entered me, pounded me silly and bred me deep. Turned me instantly into a gang bang cum dump slut. I sucked and was fucked by dozens and dozens of men through my college years. Even made it to Fire Island, and the times I had in The Pines! Yeah, I was promiscuous in those days. It’s a miracle I didn’t end up with AIDS. I knew I couldn’t stop the promiscuity so took up the ā€˜safe sex bible’. That is until today and your attempt to rip it out of my hands and head. You’re so fucking handsome and persuasive. You may have got me to slip, but I have no intention of letting it go any further.ā€ ā€œBut you’re still funkin turned on with my load in your ass?ā€ He persisted. ā€œYeah, and it has me nostalgic for the pre-AIDS days. Achingly nostalgic, but that’s as far as you get.ā€ Bearing my soul. For the rest of the ride, he talked about his conservative up-bringing. Knowing from an early age yet holding off until college. Loosing his oral and anal virginity to a senior in a dorm shower during orientation week. Terrified and going to the on-campus nurse having let the senior cum in his no longer virgin ass. Surprised to find a handsome male nurse who was very understanding and had delivered his second breeding before he left the health office. Next night at a frosh party followed a handsome blonde from the swim team into the bathroom. Didn’t leave the washroom until he had the blonde’s swimmers pumped into his gut along with seven more loads of cum from a string of other guys. Never asked about his test results on his many returns to visit the male nurse over the last three years. To that day had never warn or had a condom inside him. No idea about his status, nor did he care to find out! I was determined to have nothing to do with him after dropping him at his place.
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  21. Definitely Robert Conrad in Wild Wild West.
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  22. Part 3 I regained my composure and took to wandering my way through till I made it to the dark room. I heard many sounds of groaning and dirty talk as well as the slapping of flesh on flesh and enjoyed every moment of it. I could tell who the slaves were by the glow sticks that were hanging on their collars and there many piercings. I could tell they were fit slaves when they bounced from the dicks in their holes and the glow sticks bounced on their bodies. I went to the one nearest to me and started to feel it's body while it's hole was being plowed by a big muscle bear. I reached up and twisted it's pierced nipples causing it to groan in pain and pleasure. I ran my hand down it's body further and smiled as I reached below it's pelvis and felt nothing there knowing he was cut as well as Cum Garage. The bear fucking him enjoyed the reaction the slave was getting and tightening it's hole around his cock and with a final slam and growl I knew he just filled it's ass with his toxic cum. He pulled out and I went behind the slave and started to finger it's hole making sure to scratch it's insides causing it to be in more pain and was able to get all five fingers in this slaves cunt. I was enjoying causing this slave pain and the other men in the room seemed to enjoy it because they started to chear me on. One walked up behind me and started to rub on me and I felt something metal being put into my hand. I knew that it was a metal condom after moving my hand around it and feeling the tip of it as well and I knew this was about to be even more fun. I took my fingers out and put on the condom and leaned in to whisper into the slaves ear "you're really going to enjoy this". I wasted no time and slammed into the slave burying my cock into it all at once causing it to scream out in so much pain. This brought so much applause and moans from the men cumming into the slaves or the bottoms they were plowing. I loved the feel of the warm blood pouring from this slaves ass onto my cock and I knew I was coming close too cumming In it I leaned close to it and asked it if it was enjoying my destruction of its hole. The slave said yes master thank you for making my hole ready for you cum master I know now that I will convert to one of my masters poz slaves. I asked it how long has it been a slave and it told me that it was just purchased today and it was a virgin until tonight. Hearing it say that made me blow my load right then and there with one final slam into it. I stood there for a moment later making sure I was drained fully before pulling out and seeing this slaves now wrecked hole. It was going to need some repair work with how much damage was done but everyone knew it was worth it and the slave was still moaning for more. After I was done I pulled off the metal condom and turned to leave and clean up and was met with a bottom on his knees wanting to clean off my bloody cock. I slipped it into his eager mouth and he licked and sucked every bit around my cock until there was no trace of blood on it. The music stopped for a moment and the announcement that it was time for the lottery drawing was starting and all who entered it needs to be there if they want to win. The anointment said that the slaves were welcome to be brought too so the fucking didn't have to stop and the four slaves were unlocked and led to the main area on their hands and knees. We all made it to the main room and saw cum garage tied to a st Andrews cross on full display. When everyone was settled in the main room the fucking continued but everyone was as quite as they could to hear the drawing. Jack walked up on stage naked like the rest of us and started the drawing. "Good evening gentlemen and welcome to tonight's lottery drawing, I hope you all have enjoyed yourselves on our poz night and I see you all are enjoying the slaves as well." "Tonight we have a special treat for you, tonight we have a top of the line slave that will have the pleasure of going home with one of you sexy men for a total of three days." That got a hoot from all the men. "Before we start the drawing though I just want to bring up the man who is responsible for bringing this fine ass slave to us." Please welcome up Eli." The room erupted into thunderous applause as I walked up onto the stage. Eli here owns one of the most prestigious slave farms here in Florida and I couldn't be any happier that I had the opportunity to purchase such as fine slave. Jack handed me the mic, hey everyone I'm happy to be here to see Cum Garage's transformation since being here and I'm proud that it has been bringing everyone joy now enough talk and let's see who this slave will be with for the next three days. I walked up to cum garage and hit him in the balls with the mic and seeing him moan in pain and walked off the stage handing it back to Jack. All right guys get out your lottery tickets and we will begin. A tablet was rolled over with a bowl of ping pong balls and Jack asked me if I would do the honors of the being the ball handler. Everyone laugh and applauded again and I said I'd be honored. I reached into the bowl and pulled out the first one as Jack reminded that they had to have all 6 numbers to win Cum Garage. Alright gents the first number is 23, I reached in again and pulled out 7, then 2, the 14, 19 was next and Jack had a drumroll for the last number and it was lucky 69. Everyone was quiet after the last number was called for everyone was looking at their cards and then you could hear a loud cheer coming from the back of the room. All right guys it looks like we have our winner come on up and claim your prize. You could see a tall man walking up to the stage while everyone applauded him and smacked his ass on the way up. He was amazing to look at and had to be extremely viral with how muscles and wasted he looked at the same time. He had bulging muscles all over and his veins popped out on each part of him. He was bald and pierced as well and every inch of him was covered in tattoos with the largest one being a deep red biohazard with the word AIDS at the top. He climbed to the top of the stage and swung his impressive 12 inch cock as a helicopter showing off his large piercing at the tip.Jack handed him the mic after asking him to introduce himself and tell us all about him. His name was Derek and he went into telling how he had been positive since he was 13 from his neighbor and since then he made sure to always gain more strains bringing him to full AIDS status at age 20. He was 40 now and he said his viral load was in the millions now and he has given his gift to over 900 guys now. Everyone was in awe from hearing his story and applauded again when Jack was handed the mic and asked Derek to give us a show with Cum Garage. Derek wasted no time in unhooking Cum Garage and grabbing his head and slamming his cock down his throat. Derek held it there until it started to turn red from lack of air and about threw it down on the stage and plunged deep into it's ass while it was panting for air. It's panting turned to screaming as it was being fucked so roughly it blacked out. Derek kept plowing in it's ass making it wake up with more screaming and more applause from the audience. Derek kept up the abuse on its hole for another 5 mins before slamming in all the way and shooting his AIDS cum in it. A final round of applause and cheering as Cum Garage was carried off the stage by Derek and led into his room. Jack got back onto the stage and announced that next month there would be another drawing so come back and see if you're the next lucky winner. The crowed dispersed and they went back to their fucking and I went up to Jack and shook his hand and thanked him again for having me tonight. Jack smiled at me and said I was always welcomed here and that he would be looking for more stock in the future. With that I went to my room got dressed and made my way back home for the night. Please comment what you think your comments will help with any new chapters that may cum in the future thanks for reading.
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  23. This is a complete work of fiction I do not know the names of the bathhouse but I do know it is there It had been weeks since L742 had come to the facility and I have pozzed up and helped modify many slaves since then but I was curious to see how L742 had been doing since it was hauled away to its new owners. I looked at the shipping records and saw the bathhouse that bought him was here in Orlando Florida. It was only an hour away from my farm so I decided to drop in and see it. When I got to the bathhouse I went up to the counter and asked the attendant if it was possible to speak with the owner if they were in. The attendant looked me up and down and licked his lips. "Well you're in luck sir mr Walters happened to be here tonight for his routine inspection so if you would wait right here I will get him. He took another look at me before leaving the counter and in moments he walked back through the entrance door with a very handsome man. We shook hands and I introduced myself and told him I came into town curious as to the slave he had purchased. He looked at me in shock realizing I was the one who had trained their slave and who pozzed it which shortly turned into a wide grin. Kyle, this man here is to never be charged when he comes to mark him in our system so anyone who is on shift will know when they run his ID that he has a forever free membership and room here with us. Kyle smiled and complied with a look of lust when he looked at me and I knew he wanted me. Once that was settled Mr Walters walked me through and started to show me around. I could see that he paid no expense with the lounges, the pool, hot tub and the many rooms throughout the bathhouse. Mr Walters tell me what has become of L742? Please call me Jack, no need to be so formal not when it is I that is standing before slave royalty. Well Jack just call me Ethan. I will leave it to the slaves and others to treat me as much. Jack laughed and started to take me to the back of the bathhouse where I could see an employee only sign. When Jack opened it I could see it standing chained to its cage. It heard the door open and immediately went to its knees and lowered its head as a slave should when its betters and owners arrived. L742 had some more modifications done to it. Jack added gauge piercings to its ears and many more to its sack making it look like a pincushion. A collar was added around its neck with the name Cum Garage on the tag hanging from it. I was even pleased to see as I walked behind it that its new name was also tattooed as a tramp stamp with arrows pointing to its cum chute. I whistled and said wow Cum Garage you've come a long way in the three weeks haven't you? It shivered which made me smile seeing it hasn't forgotten me and remembers the sound of my voice. Jack snapped his fingers and Cum Garage stood in his cage with his hands clasped behind its head. Two more snaps and it bent over and spread its ass showing me an amazing biohazard brand on its hole which made me smile. I looked at Jack and he nodded to me, handing me the keys to its cage. I opened its cage and I unlocked the chains and it walked out and imeadly got to its knees and started to unbutton my pants and pull my cock out and started to suck it. I was in shock after knowing how this slave was before being sent here and I looked at Jack and he explained that Cum Garage was a bit to handle at first but after a time with their workers extra training he became a well managed slave giving no issues to being used as a pleasure slave. I reached and shook his hand congratulating him on a job well done. We chatted for a bit longer and in that time Cum Garage took it up on its self and impaled it's ass on my cock and took it to the hilt. I moaned when I felt my balls hit its ass and Jack smiled happy to see his slave taking care of me. I came in it's ass and no sooner after Cum Garage slid off my cock it bent down to clean me off and Jack grabbed a spiked butt plug and shoved it right up its ass. Once finished it stepped back into its cage and I walked out with Jack saying how impressed I was and asked if Cum Garage was his only slave here. Jack said there were four others and they were all being used in the dark room at the moment and I was more than welcome to add my strain to them as this was Poz night and he would be honored to have me as the guest of honor. I asked why Cum Garage wasn't being used and Jack said that he used it as a lottery drawing for it to be brought home by the winner for 3 days so he wanted to keep him aside until the drawing at midnight. I loved that idea and decided that I would stay here for the night to see how the night ended and Jack showed me to my room. Once at the door Jack told me he would love it if I also added my strain to his as well and I asked the same with a smile he said yes and we both walked in and got fully naked. Jack was a sexy man ripped with muscle. He was covered in tattoos as well with each on accenting to his muscles and making him even hotter than he was before. His cock was fully hard and his precum was dripping from his massive 8 inch cock with a large PA dangling at his head We started making our fiercely and exploring each other's bodies and before long I took his cock into my mouth to the root in one gulp as he picked me up and swung me upside down so we could 69. It was so hot and we got the attention of many guys who stood at the door watching us and stroking their cocks. After 10 minutes of sucking we both decided it was time to fuck. Jack laid me on the bed and lifted my legs up and started to eat my ass like it was his last meal coating my insides making them sloppy wet causing my eyes to roll in my head. Jack pulled up from my ass and aimed his poz tool at my hole and in one thrust he was in balls deep making me moan in nothing but pure pleasure and making me see stars. He took long strokes pulling all the way out and shoving it back in with enough force to shove the bed Everytime. We looked in each other's eyes and started to make out again as he pile drives in my ass. Jack broke the kiss to tell me he was about to mix in his strain and started to find me harder and harder. On his last huge plunge in my ass he stayed there as I squeezed my ass hard to add to the pleasure of his orgasm. I could feel each pulse of cum coming from him and as soon as he pulled out with a pop I grabbed him and flipped him over and started to give him the same treatment he gave me. We were both panting and sweaty after I came in him and pulled out after adding my strain to his and we laid there for a few minutes. Jack got up first after seeing that the drawing was going to be happening in 3 more hours. He kissed me once more and told me to go enjoy myself and he would see me later. Part 3 or no part 3?
    2 points
  24. Laboratory at Berghain I attended Naked Night on a Thursday. Doors were open between 21:00 and 23:00 but I arrived around 22:00 and as other reviews had suggested, the queue was around the block however, I made it inside by around 22:40. During those 40 minutes I spent queuing, the nerves almost got the best of me a few times. Would I make it in? Was I dressed appropriately? Did I smell too clean? There is a sign that states no drugs, no perfume. The intrigue about what could be inside kept me in the queue, and I eventually made it in without issue. I had read many reviews and Reddit articles but nothing quite prepares you for being there and feeling the energy. I've never seen so many naked men in one place of all shapes and sizes (although mostly White) and there were people fucking, everywhere! I estimate well over 300 guys were in attendance. Most of the play areas were public but there were dark corners and walkways that people were also playing in. I was looking for a particular area that after doing a few laps, I found, almost shining as a beacon guiding me toward the more extreme end of my fetishes, piss. Wearing only knee-high socks and trainers, I brushed past a few guys standing at the top of some stairs leading down to a wet room. I could feel eyes on me as I descended into an area the size of a small garage. The walls and floor were covered in the same off-white tile and a few areas to perch had been built into the walls. As soon as I sat down my cheeks were soaking but I barely noticed the cold wet tile pressing against me as I looked up in bewilderment. A metal grate acted as the roof of this room. Standing in a room naked, looking up through a metal grate eagerly awaiting what was to come was a very liberating and submissive feeling. I felt like I was standing right where I belonged. The anticipation grew as I stood there waiting wondering if I had attended the wrong night but after 10 minutes or so a guy walked in and began to piss. His hot liquid covered me, splashing off my face and trickling down my body. It was as if after he finished, he went out and told other guys there was someone down there because groups of guys began to flood the room above me and within 20 minutes I was soaking. I stayed down there for close to an hour before heading for the showers and then into the darkness to enjoy the rest of my night in Lab. It was an unforgettable experience and a club that I hope to visit again in the future, especially one of their Yellow Facts nights.
    1 point
  25. Hi, guys. I've posted before about the sauna I frequent in London, and I went there again this past Friday. Everything seemed to come together to produce the most fantastic experience of my life. In short, I got fucked fifteen times in a little under four hours, and 13 different guys shot their loads up my ass! They ranged from a fat guy with a four inch dick, to a thin guy with a huge dick (more about him later), from a group scene in the restrooms on the third floor, to a really slutty scene with me laying in the sling, legs up, taking cocks one after the other until my ass was just dripping spunk. I think the sling scene was best - this fat, middle-aged guy started fucking me and by the time he was ready to cum, there were three or four others watching. When he finished, a nice, athletic looking guy with a big dick took his place and began fucking me really slowly, moving the sling back and forth. He really turned me on. He kept smirking down at me, sort of secretly, and I suppose he might have not cum if I'd asked. But I told him to shoot it, and when he came he just sort of held the head inside me and squirted just inside. When he pulled out I felt round for my hole, and there was there was this huge gob of spunk sliding out. A small, hairy bear-like guy was watching. He put his finger in me and felt for the spunk. He was really excited. I said "come on, do me." He practically launched into the saddle and shoved a short, but fat dick up my oozing ass. He was all red and sweaty and after a while he gasped "where do you want it?" I grabbed his hips and held him in me. "Inside" I said, and he let loose, slamming his cock into my hole he shot. I just want to say about the restroom. I went up there and fell asleep naked, face down on one of the benches. Suddenly, I felt some one climb on top of me. What a shock! One minute I was dozing, the next a guy was crouched between my legs, shoving a very long, thick cock up my ass! Fortunately, I was wet with spunk and lube. Then a few other guys came into the room, presumably to take a piss, and I heard someone say ā€œlet’s take turns fucking him." I surmised word had got round about me. The guy on my back was very thin: I could just see his face silhouetted over my shoulder and reach back to feel the boney legs straddling me - and he was shivering and gasping as the other guys fed him poppers. His cock was smooth and it kind-of tingled as it slid in and out, almost like a burning feeling. I lay there helplessly as someone straddled my head so the top could suck some cock he fucked. I felt my spine tingle as I glanced back and saw the gaunt, excited face of the guy riding me - I suspected, no, I knew he was far gone with AIDS. I looked around, and the other guys were watching and jacking, eager to take me, pale excited faces in the dim light. The guy in my hole started to shake and jerk - should I stop him? Should I? Then I lay my head on my arms, raised my ass a little, and accepted his cum as he shot it into me. I swear I could feel it burn as it flooded me. When he'd finished, he started to giggle and climbed off me. He was really skinny and bright eyed. "Wild!" he said, "really wild. You're fucked man." Then his buddies got me kneeling on the couch, as the next cock slid up my tingling hole. I can't tell you how excited I am.
    1 point
  26. This coming Tuesday I’m meeting up with a guy who I met many years ago when I was new to all this. We were naked, on his bed, we’d been sucking, kissing rimming for about an hour. I remember him asking ā€˜so do you want your arse full of cum’. I just froze, terrified and said ā€˜no’. It all stopped then. Looking back, I regret that decision as I was soon back in the saddle taking loads. Fast forward to today, he contacted me, chatted, shared a few pictures and agreed to meet on Tuesday… and when he asks, ā€˜so do you want your arse full of cum’… I’m not going to say anything, just present my open hole to him. full circle.
    1 point
  27. Fuck yeahšŸ’Ŗ, my cunt has been throbbing, since Chapter 1 but, now I am becoming an even hungrier, dirty slut with the knowledge that somewhere out there, there is a Top who is capable of possessing & using my cunt ā™Øļø in just this manner.
    1 point
  28. ff - so many guys are scared abt being hurt. the goal is pleasure, pure pleasure, stretching our limits and pure enjoyment. if i hear an ā€œowwā€ or i say ā€œowwā€ next thing that comes out of my mouth isā€how do we do this better?ā€ i have (top) double ff to bicep , n as bttm taken 3 at a time. mind blowing got two plays set up this week PLEASURE
    1 point
  29. I've heard this: Two's a partner, three's - the beginning of an orgy. You need mixing and participation for it to be real and fun! Exploration is key!
    1 point
  30. I put a minimum of 5. An orgy for me has to include some spit roasting as well as train fucking, i.e. fucking while getting fucked. I also need to get my pole in at least 3 holes, and at least 3 poles in my hole, so a gang bang won't cut it for me.
    1 point
  31. I had every intention to drop him at his door and speed away as fast as I could. Before he opened the passenger door he leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. I’m a sucker for kissers and kissing. We had fucked so quickly that I hadn’t experienced his skill. I should have pushed him away, but I leaned in and our tongues were entwined. ā€œCome up for a drink. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I promise you.ā€ He offered. ā€œNo fucking way, you are too gorgeous and way too good a kisser. I can’t trust myself!ā€ I spoke emphatically. ā€œNice. My loads in your ass are working their magic.ā€ He crowed ā€œI said NO. which of those two letters’ don’t you understand?ā€ I pleaded. Again, our lips were locked. Our tongues danced and without thinking my hand was on his crotch. I couldn’t have missed how hard he was. ā€œYou know you want it again. Come on up, let’s have a drink and see where things go.ā€ His voice was so confident. ā€œJust a drink. Nothing more.ā€ I timidly conceded. As soon as we entered the apartment, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex. The thwap, thwap, thwap of deep intense fucking. ā€œI’ve gotta get out of here!ā€ I cried as I reached for the just closed door. As quickly he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the kitchen door. Leaning over the kitchen sink was a black man being fucked by a pot-bellied daddy a bit older than me. The black man was all legs and black as ebony. Such a contrast with the pasty white dude railing his ass. This was better than a porn video. I was transfixed. They fucked ferociously for ten more minutes. ā€œOh, yeah daddy!ā€ crooned the black man ā€œGive it to me good! Awe!ā€ ā€œI’m getting close fag, where do you want my load.ā€ Gasped the daddy. ā€œCum in my ass.ā€ No sooner said than done. I expected the daddy to pull a full condom off when he extracted his deflating average size dick. He didn’t, and the black man was hoovering and cleaning his cock instantly. ā€œDid I just see what I think I saw?ā€ I asked my new friend. ā€œThat depends on what you think you saw.ā€ He grinned. ā€œWas that raw bareback sex, and he let himself get bred?ā€ ā€œJust like you did with me earlier Silver daddy. Yup, that’s what I saw!ā€ I wanted to run, but my feet felt encrusted in concrete and I’d already fished out my hard cock to stroke. ā€œI see you’re ready for more.ā€ My gym buddy. ā€œLoad in my ass and bigger load in my balls. Ready to plant in this new Silver daddy!ā€ crooned the black man directly towards me. I now saw him standing full frontal for the first time. Muscular swimmers build, not an once of fat anywhere. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, stereotypical BBC. The moment I saw that shlong was the moment I knew I needed to ride it. ā€œDo you have a condom to fit that beautiful cock?ā€ I asked him. ā€œI do, but my friend already bred a load into you.ā€ Black man ā€œTwo!ā€ crowed my breeder. ā€œYeah,and how often has he bred you?ā€ my question to the black man. ā€œDozen or so times.ā€ He smiled ā€œThat’s why you need a condom to get into my ass, and don’t be confused, I do want to ride you, I need you inside me.ā€ I couldn’t believe my boldness. Or my actions, I was pealing my clothes. I couldn’t get naked quickly enough. It was my turn to lean over the sink as the black man sheathed his flesh sword. I hated the feel of the condom as it found my hole. But with lube and fingering I soon opened and let it in. With time for me to take a deep breath he steadily started to push in deeper and deeper. Little by little I felt fuller and fuller. Eventually I felt his free-swinging balls on my taint. The fucking strokes were steady. I reached between my legs to make sure the condom was doing it’s job. Soon after he pulled out of me. ā€œDamn condomā€, he complained. ā€œIt needs some adjusting …. Awe …. That’s better.ā€ As he pushed back into me. It felt much better. As I reached to check the condom again, I thought, ā€˜he must have got a kink out.’ The base of his cock was nicely sheathed I established and reassured myself. His pounding fuck continued as I was turned from over the sink to suck the two other cocks in the room. I was kept busy from one to the other as my ass was being pummeled by the gorgeous black swimmer. I was beginning to wear out when the black man proclaimed; ā€œI’m close. Where do you want my load?ā€ Sure he was wearing a condom I answered quickly. ā€œCum in me!ā€ His pulsing cock and ejaculatory groan assured me that’s just what was happening. Several pulses later, and some deep restorative breathing later I turned as he pulled his softening dick out of me. I look to watch him pull off the full condom. But that didn’t happen, or at least not like I had expected. The condom was rolled up around the base of his thick black cock. No wonder it had switched to feeling so good when he had re-entered. I slid fingers into my ass to assure myself ā€˜I’d just been bred’ by the black jock. To be 100% sure I sucked those fingers into my mouth. Fresh sperm and ass juice. It had been so very many years since I had tasted that. It was like a magic ambrosia and my dripping hole needed another raw cock. It got two. The young guy from the gym, and the other daddy. I felt like such a nasty slut swinging my ass between them as they took turns raw dogging me. Surprisingly the other daddy was the first to cum in me, quickly followed by my gym friend. Only then did my brain come back to clear thinking. ā€˜Holy fuck I’ve just let three guys … three strangers! … pump 5 loads into my ass. Holy fuck! I even knew one of them is pretty sure he’s infected, just doesn’t care. And I still allowed it, initiated it! HOLY, HOLY FUCK!’ I retrieved my clothes and was out of that apartment in a flash. I pulled my jeans on commando just as the elevator arrived. A big hairy bear of a man was already on board. He must have been on his way to the laundry. He was only wearing black gym shorts and a wife beater t. We each took one look at each other. His right hand reached for his crotch. Mine found I hadn't done up my jeans.
    1 point
  32. I posted this on another BZ thread …. If you look up stats in Guinness Book of World records, you will see my name as the worlds best ass eater; I’ve won 18 consecutive gold medals. Seriously, I probably am the best tongue you ever will get up your hole. Whether I use my tongue, fingers, dick, toys, or my favorite, a speculum, I like to get your ass open and relaxed. I not only want to latch onto your ass hole, I want to dig my tongue up your ass. I want to feel the skin texture change from the wrinkles of your ass hole to that smooth porcelain finish inside. I want to hit nerve endings with the tip of my tongue that not only make your eyes roll back in your head, but make your eyes spin!
    1 point
  33. I have been to weekend long sex parties before. A couple guys in NC used to host them when I lived there. I would routinely fall asleep at like4 in the morning still being fucked and wake up with a guy fondling or sucking on my morning wood. How long i was used after I fell asleep can't say and don't care--a party like that was a place where I knew I would be safe being sexually used whether I was conscious or not. I naked around other sex centered males. I was happy.
    1 point
  34. I voted regulars because I have anxiety issues when I meet people for the first time. When I finally get comfortable , I tend to express myself more freely. When it comes to strangers, get me drunk and my unreserved forcefulness pokes it little head from behind my zipper. lol
    1 point
  35. I've wanted, for YEARS, to get roofied at a bar, and wake up hours later, named, on a pool table, or the floor, or hell, anywhere, my faggot cunt gaping, bloodied, and leaking cum and piss, and covered in cum and piss, and various nasty things written on me, and later, find a video of what happened to me, with all the Top's face and identifying marks blurred out, voices disguised, but my face and body clearly shown, my voice clearly heard, as I make sounds ranging from screaming to crying, to moaning, to outright BEGGING for strange Men to use and abuse me like a cheap faggot whore! First thing I'd do, after finding that video, if it is on a site where you can leave comments, is to respond with something along the lines of, "Do this to me again, whenever you want!" and my email address...
    1 point
  36. I mean only those vctims are sharing the experience who are already meant for ploughing. But tops have hole too at the end of their digestive track; and perpetrators can not distinguish that this hole is mere GIT ending or is meant for dual purpose. Why they could not take advantage of an unconscious top?
    1 point
  37. random is way šŸ”„šŸ”„er because of the unknown. you really have no idea what you're gonna get, just that it will be something new. additional perks are that it makes you feel more of a whore, and the risks are greater. blindfolded anon is the best imho 😈
    1 point
  38. The text read as such: ā€was gonna whore myself out today, but I think I’ll whore you out instead. I have a blindfold, poppers, and lube. Motel 6 right off the interstate. Have a few dudes already lined up.ā€ My legs started to shake, whether out of fear or excitement, I didn’t know. Two anonymous loads in me already, and I’m about to get more. This was shaping up to be quite the day and I quickly responded that I was on my way. I made sure that I had all of my belongings and headed out of the bathroom. The fresh air hit me luck a ton of bricks and I took a deep, refreshing breath. It felt good to be out of the grungy bathroom. I hopped in the car and started driving to the motel. About halfway there I realized that I smelled just like the bathroom and nearly gagged. I sent a quick text to the poz daddy asking if I could shower. He responded with the room number, and ended with ā€œwe’ll hose you off slut.ā€ I started to get hard in my jockstrap at the ā€œwe’ll.ā€ I turned into the Motel 6 parking lot and, in my eagerness, took the turns a bit too fast, my tires screeching as I came to a halt near the motel room. I tried to fix up my hair the best I could, adjusted my dick, and practically sprinted to the door. Before I even knocked, my poz daddy opened the door and was standing in front of me completely naked, clearly not afraid of anybody seeing him. I was mesmerized by his grey chest hair, the eagle spread across his chest, his slight gut, his girthy 9ā€ dick at full attention, but most of all by the faded biohazard tattoo above his bouncing dick. I suddenly snapped back to attention when he laughed, deep and clearly pleased. He cleared his throat, ā€œHeard you coming. You smell like you got fucked in an outhouse boy.ā€ He pulled me in and somehow disrobed me in what felt like an instant. ā€œPut this on,ā€ he motioned at a blindfold near the bed and said ā€œI’ll put you in the tub to hose you down.ā€ I came to my senses and finally took in my surroundings. The room was dimly lit, but clearly shabby and run down with wallpaper peeling off of the walls, cigarette burns on a carpet that was older than I was, and a cathode ray tube television that looked like it weighed 20 pounds despite the small screen. The room smelled like sex and poppers already. It was clear that he had been fucked a few times before I arrived. I moved over to the blindfold and grabbed it. Before putting it on, I heard some movement near the bathroom and looked up. An older gaunt man, older than my poz daddy walked out, his thin frame belied by a gut, his skin seemingly barely clinging to his bones. I instinctively put my hands over my dick to hide what little modesty I had left. He looked at the man who invited me here and rasped ā€œNice one Joe, well worth the wait. Glad you didn’t let me blow my load in you. Oh and he’s shyā€ he added in. ā€œHe won’t be shy for much longer,ā€ said Joe, whose name I never thought to ask. I glanced at the thin guy’s cock—it was maybe 6ā€, cut, flaccid, and average girth. I took a deep breath, put on the blindfold, and felt Joe’s hands on my shoulders leading me to the bathroom; my arms outstretched to try and sense if I was going to run into something. ā€œYou’re not going to take that blindfold off until I tell you to boy. Now step up and in and get on your knees. No, face the other way.ā€ I was in the tub and felt a not-ungentle smack on my head and I shifted towards Joe’s voice, the cold acrylic on my knees. I began to shiver from the cold before I heard a rasp ā€œDon’t worry boy, this’ll warm you up.ā€ I expected to hear the shower running, but instead felt a hot stream spraying on my chest quickly joined by another. For the briefest of moments, I was confused, but then the smell of piss filled my nostrils. Judging from the acrid smell, one, or both of them were dehydrated. I fought the urge to gag and stayed on my knees as one stream went down to coat my jockstrap and the other inched up towards my face. ā€œNot on my blindfold,ā€ grunted Joe, followed by a wheezing laugh from the gaunt man as he sprayed my chin and lips. Finally, the streams subsided, and I felt strong arms practically pick me up out of the tub and set me on my feet on the cold tile. Drenched in urine, I was directed back to the bed and pushed down onto it, my head landing on a pillow and my wet chest against the bed sheet. ā€œYou get to drop your load first, said Joe distractedly and added ā€œthe next guy is on his way.ā€ ā€œFuck yeah,ā€ responded the older man as I felt the bed shift with his weight and spindly fingers spreading my legs. ā€œAre you going to be a good cumdump for me slut?ā€ The whole situation felt surreal but, in my mind, I knew I was going to be a great fucking cumdump.
    1 point
  39. Too many flakes and weirdos when you're trying to find random. Too many no-shows. If I clean out my ass you'd better fuckin be here, and on time. And you never know if what you're going to get is quality breeding. I keep a small circle of regulars that always deliver quality breeding. A couple of them are good for three or four loads in an afternoon if we've got time to hang out for a few hours and not just pull a quickie. You get to build chemistry. My regulars know what I like. When you get a few regulars who know each other and are friendly you can plan on two or three guys coming over to spend the afternoon pumping cum up your chute. Plus it's more chill with regulars. I love being on my back with a good buddy slow edging in my guts, spit for lube, hole raw and torn because this is his third time in me that afternoon, sniffing the stiff, musky jock he wore mowing the lawn the other day and brought with him because he knows that's my freak. You don't get that with a random on Sniffies or Grindr.
    1 point
  40. Married Daddy of 3 flooded my guts
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  41. Nelson shifted his weight onto Raymond. The pressure caused him to panic more. ā€œCalm the fuck down. I am going to move my hands and you aren’t going to say anything. And you aren’t going to move a single muscle. Understand?ā€ In need of air and to find a way to expel the smoke in his lungs, Raymond nodded. Nelson moved his hands and shifted his weight off and the duo was briefly covered in a white cloud. Despite being treated like an object, Raymond felt his horniness levels shooting through the roof. Yes, he was a bit panicked and gasping for air, but he also found himself grinding his hips both into the floor beneath him and, in vain, into the man atop him. So many new sensations were bombarding him all at once. He looked up at Nelson who was once again heating the bong. ā€œRemember, I’m in charge.ā€ A nod. A smirk in return. Nelson leaned down once again to shotgun the thick smoke into Raymond’s waiting mouth. Raymond voluntarily lifted his head to meet Nelson’s mouth, but his eyes shifted to the right and left of Nelson, hoping to get a view of the new guest. ā€œEyes on me, faggot.ā€ Raymond met Nelson’s lips, but instead of moving back, Nelson caressed the back of Raymond’s head and began to kiss him passionately. The white smoke plumed out of the sides of their mouths as Nelson’s tongue ravaged his mouth. Raymond began to buck his hips and grind his ass into the carpeted floor in response. He wasn’t thinking, he was just letting his body react. Nelson moved his hand back to Raymond’s throat. ā€œOpen up.ā€ Without even thinking, Raymond opened his mouth and accepted Nelson’s spit. It was forceful and caused him to flinch. Raymond squeezed the throat once more then licked his face. ā€œSwallow, faggot.ā€ Staring directly into his eyes, Raymond swallowed then licked his lips. Nelson shifted his weight off and was quickly off and turned to greet his guest. Raymond attempted to get up but stopped when Nelson turned and moved back toward him. Raymond went limp and remained on the floor. ā€œDamn, you got this bitch trained.ā€ Raymond moved his eyes and caught sight of the guest. He was shorter than Nelson, maybe around 5’9ā€ and looked to weigh about 160lbs. The guest had dark, short curly hair, a clipped and neat beard that was fashionably short and appeared to be of middle eastern descent, but Raymond wasn’t quite sure. ā€œYou know it,ā€ Nelson replied and gave his friend a quick fist bump. ā€œHe’s a work in progress, but we’ve got all night to break him in.ā€ Raymond wasn’t sure what that meant, but as quickly as the thought entered his mind, it vanished as the guest stood over him, his black boots on either side of his head. The guest looked directly down on Raymond, his head directly above his. His expression was hard to read. He didn’t look either friendly or unwelcoming...tough might have been the best word to describe him. As he was staring down at Raymond he smiled, the guest smiled a wide grin that was disarming. ā€œOpen up, sweetie,ā€ was all he said, and Raymond knew what was coming. A slow dribble of spit made its way down a few inches from his mouth before detaching and landing mostly in Raymond’s mouth. He then bent down, used his thick fingers to scoop what had missed Raymond’s mouth and put them in the mouth for Raymond to clean. Raymond greedily sucked on the two fingers while staring into the guest’s eyes. He heard the flick of the torch and the bubbling of the bong. The guest removed his fingers from Raymond’s mouth and met Nelson for a shotgun. ā€œHead back and get things set up, we will be there in a bit," he said as they parted lips. The guest grabbed his backpack and made his way to the back of the apartment. Nelson sat back down on the couch and commanded Raymond to assume his previous position on his knees before him. ā€œThat’s my buddy Thomas. Remember how you agreed that I was in charge? Well, he is now too. You treat him how I would want to be treated, or else you’ll have to deal with both of us. Understand?ā€ A nod. ā€œGood job, kiddo. You are catching on. But before you officially get to meet Thomas, you need to be properly introduced to this. Nelson presented a long, thin glass pipe with a bulbous end. ā€œYou’re no dummy, I’m sure you know what this is.ā€ ā€œCrystal meth?ā€ ā€œAnd Bingo was his name-o.ā€ ā€œI’m guessing today was your first time with it,ā€ he asked while flicking the torch and melting the contents. A nod. ā€œCool," he said with an almost evil grin, no longer looking at Raymond, "Pay attention to what I am doing. I will show you twice and then let you try.ā€ Nelson went through the motions, explained what to do and what not to do and twice filled the surrounding air with the thick white smoke. Raymond, on his knees, looked on intently. A slight sheen of sweat covered his mostly naked body. Nelson handed the pipe to the newbie. ā€œHit that 4 times. I want to see how much your lungs can hold, you got that, kiddo?ā€ A nod. Raymond took the pipe, hands shaking just a bit. He liked that Nelson had called him boy and kiddo. He wanted to impress him. He flicked the torch, gently rolled the pipe back and forth and began inhaling as soon as the wisps began to form. He inhaled for as long as he could and held it in for a few seconds before exhaling. Through the white clouds Nelson smiled that dick-head smile, sat up just a bit and peeled off his wife-beater and placed the black cap back on his head. Raymond leaned back on his haunches and marveled at the man before him. The corn-fed white boy’s body did not disappoint. Though his flat stomach did not show a cut six-pack, it was a solid slab of flat muscle that was perfect. Atop his flat, muscled stomach, was a mighty set of juicy pecs that flexed and bounced as Raymond took them in. Covering his chest was a tattoo that resembled a scene from a Grecian urn: Six soldiers, three on each side, weapons drawn and advancing on the other. Nelson put his hands behind his head and teased Raymond by flexing his solid biceps. Raymond wanted nothing more than to bury his face in this man’s armpits. ā€œHe’s perfect,ā€ Raymond thought. As if reading his mind, Raymond said, ā€œThree more, faggot.ā€ Raymond was brought back to the present and once again went through the routine and filled the air with another large plume of smoke. ā€œNot bad, kiddo, but I think you can do better.ā€ With that, Nelson began rubbing the crotch of his jock strap in an obvious attempt to entice Raymond. He needed no more instruction, and this time pushed his lungs to the limit and filled the space between he and Nelson with a thick wall of smoke. Nelson smile and pulled his growing dick from his straining jock strap. Raymond was transfixed. The cock matched the body. The thickness of Nelson’s cock was mesmerizing. Nelson gobbed a wad of spit on his growing cock and began to stroke. Slowly the mast rose to its full height. It had to be at least 9 inches that flared toward that last ¼ of the way toward the tip. Nelson spread his legs a bit further, jacked his cock and raised one finger, ā€œOne more, kiddo,ā€ and winked. Nelson flicked the torch one more time and was determined to make this the biggest cloud yet. The molten, hot liquid was significantly less by this time, so he had to make this one count. Me made eye contact with Nelson and kept it has he began inhaling. Nelson, slowly jacking his now fully erect dick egged the boy on, ā€œKeep sucking on that pipe, faggot. Keep sucking for me. Make me proud.ā€ Raymond’s lungs were on fire but he was on a mission. Finally, he was beyond capacity and held it. ā€œCome closer, Blow that shit all over this dick.ā€ Nelson grabbed the base of his meat and slapped it against the open palm of his left hand. Raymond needed no further instruction. On his knees, he crawled forward, opened his mouth and placed Nelson’s massive dickhead into his mouth and began to exhale. ā€œYou can do better than that,ā€ Nelson grabbed a fistful of the kid’s head and forced him down. His teeth grazed the side of his dick, causing him to wince just slightly. He yanked Raymond’s hair up while still keeping his dick in his mouth. ā€œLook at me, mother fucker!ā€ Raymond looked panicked. He knew what he did, but this was by far the biggest cock he had ever seen in real life and pleaded with his eyes. ā€œWatch the fucking teeth!ā€ he said with a small slap to the temple, ā€œI am going to let you off. I need you to work as much spit as you can all over my cock. Understand?ā€ Raymond was released and immediately began hocking up as much spit as he could all over Nelson’s shaft. It was difficult as he was beginning to get cotton mouth, but he worked up enough that Nelson was pleased. Nelson gently lifted Raymond chin with the tips of two of his fingers, ā€œNow, you need to work this dick slowly, at first. But I need to know that you like it. Hard work and a good job, pays off. Got it?ā€ A nod. Once again Raymond opened his mouth and felt Nelson’s dick head fill it pretty quickly. Slowly he worked his mouth up and down, getting the thick slab a bit further down with each try. His hands moved to Nelson’s thighs to steady himself. But unlike last time, no slap came. Raymond looked up and met Nelson’s eyes. ā€œKeep looking at me, kiddo. I want to see your mouth stretched to its limit.ā€ He punctuated the sentence with a thrust upward. Raymond tried to react by moving off, but Raymond held his head tightly in place. ā€œI know this isn’t your first rodeo, slut. Open that goddamned throat.ā€ He growled. His eyes remained locked on Nelson’s, but he calmed himself and began to slowly open his throat, swallowing as much as he could to let his throat massage the thick cock invading him. Nelson moaned in approval, leaned his head back on the couch and let Raymond go to work.
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  42. My mother was out at bingo night, so I was able to clean up before she got home. I was watching TV when she came in, and heard her talking with someone. To my surprise, she came in with grandad who gave me a knowing look and a wink. I blushed as she said "Grandad gave me a lift tonight, for a change. How are you?" "OK. "I mumbled. "Good," She said. " Well, I'm going to have a bath and leave you two boys to watch TV." The hairs stood up on my neck. Something about the way she said it, and the look she gave my grandfather - did she know? She gave a little smile and disappeared upstairs and soon we heard water running. Grandad wasted no time. He sat beside me on the sofa, grabbed my head and kissed me, probing my mouth with his tongue. I gasped, but it felt so good. I heard him open his belt and unzip his old trousers and then my hand was around his throbbing cock. "Stop!" I whispered. "What if she comes down?" "What if she does?" He whispered in my ear. "You think she doesn't know what a little pig you are? She told me about your job in the sauna, and how she's always finding stained underpants hidden in the laundry basket." I paled with embarrassment, the thought of her looking at the dried spunk on my pants. But it was exciting as well, and I didn't stop him pull my trousers and pants down and fingering my hole. Oh God, I thought, is he going to fuck me right here? I was soon given my answer. He turned me and got me to kneel on the sofa with my head on my arms on the backrest. I saw him dig a dirty tube of lube from his pocket, which he smeared on my puffy hole. "Nice," He said. "Has it been fucked today?" I nodded, and told him about the men in the toilet. "Dirty little sod!" He laughed. The sofa sagged with his weight as he knelt behind me. This was scarey! What if we were found out? But then his fat cock slid up me until his hairy belly was against my arse and I forgot everything as I sagged under his weight and felt his cock sliding in and out. He fucked me slowly for a few minutes, and then I heard the door to the living room click open. I looked up in panic and saw my mother standing there in her dressing gown holding a cup of coffee. I tried to get up, but grandad was leaning on me fucking and grunting happily and I couldn't move. Suddenly, she smiled, came over and ruffled my hair. "Don't mind me," She said. " I'll put the TV on." To my embarrassment, she put on the TV and sat on the armchair, her eyes flickering between the screen and grandad's hairy backside pounding in and out. I just lay there, pink with shame as he gave a loud grunt and cried "I'm cumming!" I felt his cock twitch and spurt in me as he came. He lay on me for a while, then slid out and sank back onto the sofa. I blushed again as I felt some of his sperm leak out of me on to the cushion. "Better get a cloth and clean that up, Harry." She said. He went out into the kitchen and returned with a towel, his cock now swinging limp and wet between his thighs. He wiped the stain then gave me the cloth to sit on. "Do you want some tea,Harry?" She said. "That would be nice. How was the bingo?" "Not bad," she said going off into the kitchen. ""Just glad to get out of the house. By the way, Timmy, make sure your arse is cleaned out in future. I don't want to have to wash your pants every day."
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  43. He had covered his cock with a towel when I walked in, but now he slowly removed it and began rubbing his cock which got stiff and wet. I didn't look at him, but just knelt with my head on my arms, ashamed and yet weirdly excited. "Wh...what's his arse feel like..."I heard him say. "Lovely," growled Arthur. "Hang on, I'm going to cum, then you can slide in" He worked at me for a few minutes, then he sagged onto my back, grunted happily and I felt his cock throb as it spurted. A hand touched my face and turned it. "Timmy." Said grandad matter of factly. "Oh, Timmy.!" I smiled at him and he smiled back. Meanwhile, Arthur slid out of me and sank back into the cushions. "There you go, Jim." He said. "All wet for you, mate." I just stayed in position. Time stood still, then my Grandfather whispered" I've always fancied your arse, but I didn't want to get you pregnant. I guess we don't have to worry about that, do we?" He got off the sofa, and I felt his hands on my hips. Then his fat, stubby erection slid into my hole and up into my rectum. "Oh yeah!" I heard him gasp as he began to thrust into me. "So, are you staying long, Jim" Asked Arthur. "Might go down the pub later." "s..sss..sure. "Said grandad. "Sounds a good idea." I just knelt there as he fucked me. It felt so good, so intimate. Then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear "I'm going to cum now, Timmy. Do you want me to?" I could only nod, I was so excited at what was going to happen. "Ahhh!" He gave a loud grunt and I felt his cock throbbing and knew his spunk was shooting in me. When he finished, he pulled out and slapped my arse. "This is my grandson, Arthur!" He said. "And you're right, his arse felt great!"
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  44. OMG, I'm so glad I'm not the only one!
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  45. Click here to see Taken Like A Champ's original blog post... This lesson comes courtesy of Blk9ontop from Xtube. Pay attention in case you ever find me on my back in front of you: Note the smile on bottom boy's face. Here endeth the lesson. More...
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  46. Part Two The boy didn't move at first - he just stared at himself in the mirror as I pulled my dick out of his boi cunt. I loved the way his hole made and audible 'pop' when my big ol black daddy dick slipped out of his swollen little ring of an arse. I snapped my fingers, pointing at the floor by the bed with the order "Get on the floor, bitch." The dozzy boy was still seemingly entranced by his own reflection, so I gave him a super hard flick slap to his arse, (ask me, if you don't know what this is), which brought him round and another snap of my fingers had him on the floor by the bed. I sighed and idly played with my nipples as I leant back on the bed, I was very pleased with myself and the view I had. Here I was, a 60 year old big black brute, lazing on the bed with a little muscled teen ginger fucker sucking and slurping on my old man meat, cleaning my spunk and his ass juices off like a good boy should. That view was hot enough, but what made it super hot was the fact that in the mirrored doors of my wardrobe I could see the swollen pussy lips of his boy hole gently leaking my spunk as he sucked. I packed the pipe and took a nice draw on it, blowing the clouds down over my belly and onto his sweat dampened head. His eyes were bugging as he sucked looking up at me, so I asked "Baby boy want to blow some clouds?" He didn't drop my cock from his mouth, but his green eyes sparkled and he made a little nod as he continued to suck my limp dick. I rubbed my big hand through his damp hair as my dick started to come back to life, asking "You going to be a good boy for daddy, son?" His mouth moved up and down half of my cock as he nodded his eyes wide and hungry as I packed the glass pipe. It was an amusing sight the little lad on his knees blowing sweet big clouds whilst staring hungrily at my big black daddy meat. He went in to suck again, but I flicked his forehead saying "No, son, you gotta ask Daddy nice." His eyes gleamed and his forehead furrowed as he plead "Please, Daddy can I suck you?" I smirked and flicked his forehead again. "Wrong hole, son." The look in his eyes told me his brain was processing my words, and sure enough he asked "Will you fuck me again, Daddy?" I smirked as I picked up my phone and took a pic of him, "Maybe later, son, but for now you just keep doing what your doing." He carried on sucking as I sent the pic of him to my mates, after all a good boy needs to be shared eh? Us older blokes need a bit of chicken after all. Happily my mates were receptive to my invitation, and the ginger boi did not even notice another man in the room until he felt the man's tongue on his swollen ring. He dropped my dick out of his mouth and groaned. I smirked at him, advising "Just go with it, boy." A good man would have kept a slag like this to himself, but I am not a good or selfish man. As my mate slipped his cock up the boy's shitter, I grabbed the boy's hair, pulling his mouth back onto my dick, grunting as I did so, "Welcome to whoredom, little boy."
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