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Had a night in Raleigh Tuesday night. Not ideal - night of the historic southern snowstorm! Despite this, got 3 loads in my ass and two down my throat. Don't know what it is about those southern boys, but they know how to hit the spots. Highlight was the last fuck - amazing cock (medium length, cock, cut, on the thick side), and one of the few loads I could feel hitting the walls of my hole. Super nice guy; would 100% fuck again. When I let the loads out after, it looked like a lot more than 3... btw, this seems like small potatoes to many of you I'm sure, but it's beating my previous record!

I love to suck cock. But getting bred is what my body craves. I can be at the video store cruising and suck 10 cocks but I am not leaving until I have been bred at least once. I am also a fan of ass to mouth. It enhances the experience for the man. My hole is sloppy so it tends to move things along when I suck him as well. Almost never have I had a man that would rather cum in my mouth rather than my cunt. It’s nature. A man wants to procreate and I want to carry his children. Lol

I live my life one load at a time. I am a greedy bottom who wants cum in my hole as often as possible. I usually don’t care who it comes from, but lately have found myself super attracted to my supervisor. I’m 26, working in a small medical office. I’ve got a nice build and a round, big ass that i love to show off. We recently switched scrubs brands and i’ve noticed my supervisor’s cock print more. The switch was a great idea. Being a small office, the staff is pretty close and goes out to drinks/events together quite often. One night while out my supervisor, let’s call him Jack, while drunk, mentions to a few of us that he loves his wife but he hasn’t gotten laid or even touched in years. My ears perked up a bit, but i let him vent. Over the next couple of weeks I had found ways to get him alone and spend more time with me than usual. Jack is 55, grey/white hair and beard with a stocky solid build. I “needed help” moving a box and managed to be alone in a supply closet with him while we were lifting the box. This closet really was a tight fit for the both of us and I “accidentally” rubbed my ass on his bulge a bit while trying to scoot past him. I apologized and he told me not to worry about it. I thanked him for his help and went about my day. Later that same night, I couldn’t stop thinking about his print and how good he would feel inside of me. I was feral for this man. I wanted to service him in anyway that he needed. Jack is seemingly straight. I couldn’t be so as bold as to just invite him over. I found an excuse for him to come over. I needed a shelf built he was over in about 15 minutes and we were building a shelf. I made sure to wear my shortest shorts and my tightest tank top. Once the building was done i offered him a beer and we started chatting. I brought up what he had said about not getting any and asked him how he handles that stress. He says he spends many nights taking extra long in the bathroom before bed to relieve himself. I very boldly tell him that i think he’s very handsome and i get it. He blushed a bit and said thank you. I then thank him for helping me so much lately and ask him if there’s anything i could do for him to return the favor at this point my cum hungry brain has taken over and i’m staring at his bulge again. He brushed this off a little and i thought i had striked out. later on in the conversation he’s venting about his situation and mentions that he just wants to blown again because it’s been years. I nod and reiterate that it feels nice, staring at his bulge some more. My hormones take over and I finally ask “Jack, do you want me to blow you?” He acts a bit shocked at first kind of staring at me puzzled. He then unzips his jeans without saying a word and i’m on my knees. I took his flaccid cock into my mouth and feel it grow inside me. While i’m sucking his cock he starts playing with my jockstrap. I take that as a sign to take my shorts off. I let it be known how much i love his cock. And how good it feels down my throat, “Do you wanna fuck me Jack?” I ask. “do you have a condom?” he replies. I tell him i don’t. but briefly explain prep to him. Being a mostly straight man, he’s hesitant but he says he’s fine with that. I straddle him, slowly itching his fat cock into my tight hole. I watch his head go back and his eyes roll as i’m bouncing up and down his cock. I’m only a few bounces in when he tells me his about to cum. He tells me to keep riding him because he’s gonna cum inside of me. I happily oblige. He lets out a huge moan and i feel his cock pulse in twitch inside of me. He came buckets inside my tight hole. I stay put for a second. looking at his face. He’s got a huge smile on and just says he needed that. i slowly pull off of his cock and make sure to clean him off with my mouth. He zips his pants up and leaves. I text him letting him know that whenever he needs a release to let me know. He has been using as his pocket pussy ever since.

I know nothing about prison sex other than the porn I’ve seen! 🤣 But I have a firsthand story about a guy his first day out of prison. I was doing one of my long weekends in a local cheap sleazy motel. Hooked up with a guy who said he wanted to party. Invited him to the motel. He walked in, rough looking, thick and bulky, with lots of amateur tats. But prepped our party and blasted off. He was incredible intense. Extremely nasty. And just fierce in every way. There was an animalistic frenzy about him. During our break after the first round, he admitted he had been released from prison that day. He actually showed me some of the papers so it was legit. He’s been gone for seven years and this was his first release for partying and sex without the fear of being caught by the guards. We then continued into a second round just as intense as the first. I tried to contact him a couple of days later, but obviously he had been using a Birner phone. I often wonder what happened to him. And I jerk off a lot thinking about him.

When I top, the sensation of popping through the second hole is mind -blowing, reminds me how hung I am and what a fuck beast I become when I’m drilling that hard and deep. The second hole just feels so good as it’s gripping my cock head and milking me. I’ve only experienced the breach as a bottom on a few occasions. Once a superbly hung German with a 12” cock rutted my as and broke through my barrier. It was as intense. Another time was by a handsome Brazilian breeder who was 10”. My physiology probably requires a guy being over 9” to reach my inner hole. The position seems to also be important, getting into the right angle, for maximum cock penetration.

[This story keeps getting flagged on my Patreon as against their overly strict policies, so now it's yours for free] My attraction to Gunnar started the second I realized he was gay. I was 16, and my parents insisted I get a summer job. My favorite aunt hooked me up with a job in the shipping and receiving department at her plumbing supply store. Gunnar was 26 at the time. Standing 6’2”, easily 220 lbs, pure muscle, all man. His firm handshake, his booming voice, his scruffy trimmed beard, the entire package was like a wet dream for me. When I realized we’d be working closely together all day, every day, I no longer cared that my summer vacation was going to be working in a dark, cold stock room. At this point in my self-discovery process, I hadn’t developed a gaydar, though his always perfectly groomed hair and well-put-together outfits should’ve been a ping on my gaydar since most guys that look like he does ooze toxic masculinity. I thought he was supposed to dress nice because he was in charge of our department and often took meetings with “higher-ups.” Turns out, he could've been dressed in a t-shirt and jeans like I do every day. I found out he’s gay when he was pulling up an email to show me about the 4th of July schedule, and he fat-fingered the screen, and it flipped over to his already open Grindr account. He swiped it away quickly with a “Oh, sorry” and then went on to show me the email. Which I couldn’t focus on at all because of my weeks of jerking off thinking about what he might look like naked or how amazing it would be to lose my virginity to him; it all turned out to be a possibility all of a sudden. It took every fiber of my being to will my dick to stay down through that conversation as I stood there, staring through his phone as if I were reading the email, but I was really inhaling his scent and going through my head to see what I missed that would have outed him sooner. Did I miss him flirting with me? I’m not proud of myself, but that night, I downloaded Grindr to check out his profile. It was tricky; I turned off my location settings and had a blank profile because I was kinda scared of Grindr. I wasn’t out yet and didn’t want Grindr to be how I got outed. I waited for him to go into a meeting before I opened my account and was disappointed. He wasn’t online. It took a few weeks of sneaking peaks at my phone at work before he finally popped up on my grid. When I saw what was obviously his torso as the nearest square, I had a panic and quickly locked my phone. I realize he couldn’t see me seeing him, but it felt like when you sneak a peek at the guy next to you in the urinal. You can only glance; you can’t stare. I did rush off to the bathroom, though, and started studying his profile. 6’2”, 225lbs, top, hung, “looking for friends and more,” and the pics had my dick bricked up in a lightning-fast reaction. The torso pic was terrific, he is so fit it’s almost offensive. I’m in good shape, I’m on the baseball team when in school, so it keeps me in good shape; plus, I get to see the rest of the jocks in my school in their athletic cups, and…Jesus, I’m a pervert. His second pic was him in a speedo on a beach somewhere; the bulge in his swim brief was not helping my erection go down. His third pic was him and two guys wearing some kind of hiking clothes, all of their muscles also bulging out of their shirts. That made me feel, on top of the obvious reasons, like he wouldn’t be into me even if I told him I was also into guys. The following school year, I came out to my friends and then my family. I still didn’t come out to Gunnar, though. I don’t know why. When spring rolled around, I finally messaged him on Grindr one night when he was still on my grid and I was at home in my bedroom. We got to chatting. I am not proud of this either, but when he asked me for a pic, I sent him a pic of someone else who looked older than me but not so handsome that it would seem fake. Thankfully, he believed me. I told him I was in town for work and staying with family, so I couldn’t guarantee a meetup. At first, he was pretty stand-off; his responses were pretty short. Sometime around midnight, though, he seemed to be on the prowl. Gunnar: are you able to sneak away from your family? Me: I don’t think so. I’m kinda stuck here. Gunnar: damn, that’s a shame. Me: Why? Gunnar: I’m fucking horny. My dick was so hard in my boxers it snaked itself out of the fly and demanded my attention. I tip-toed to the bedroom door and locked it quietly. Then, I slowly stroked myself while continuing the conversation with him. Me: Yeah, me too. Gunnar: you top or bottom? I hadn’t really thought about it. I hadn’t even jerked off with another guy; how could I know? Do I need to know before I have sex with a guy? I quickly looked at his profile again, seeing that he had prominently displayed himself as a “Top” and responded. Me: Bottom, I guess. Gunnar: Verse is cool, but I only top. Me: Cool. Gunnar: how long has it been? Me: What do you mean? Gunnar: Since you last got fucked. My heart was thumping out of my chest. I don’t know what the correct answer is. I have no idea how often guys have sex. I jerk off every night, multiple times in a day, if I have the house to myself. Me: Last night I sent it, hoping that was the correct answer. Gunnar: Oh, how was it? Fuck, I don’t know, was it shitty? Was it great? What’s the answer that keeps this conversation going? Me: It was ok. Gunnar: lol, not all tops care if their bottom is satisfied. Me: Do you care? Gunnar: Depends on the bottom and what they are looking for. Me: How so? Gunnar: If he just wants to be a hole for me to throw it in, I’ll just nut and leave. If he wants to get fucked and wants to cum, I’ll fuck the cum out of him lol That was it. I was shooting my load onto my stomach, and it was already my second load tonight, but it was still a big one, thanks to Gunnar. I cleaned it up as quickly as possible to get back to the conversation. Me: I think I’m the second guy hahaha Gunnar: did the guy from last night fuck the cum out of you? Me: No Gunnar: Come over to my place and I’ll make sure you cum 😉 My sore dick was getting hard again. Me: I wish, but I can’t. Gunnar: still sore from last night? Me: sore? Gunnar: lol, oh, was he small? I didn’t understand why I would be sore. What does size have to do with soreness? Me: Yes. I fired off my response, again hoping it was the right answer. Gunnar: Can you handle big dicks? My heart was pounding out of my chest as I typed out my response. Me: How big? Gunnar: 8.5” cut, hbu? Another drop of precum oozed from the head of my cock as I slowly jerked myself off again. Me: I’m almost 7” Gunnar: Trade pics? I jumped out of bed and took a pic of my dick; I was about to send it when I realized I shouldn’t, just in case he sees me at the urinal or something since I have a distinct birthmark just below the tip that’s shaped like a bean. Plus, my body is a bit more like a twink than the pic I already sent him, so it wouldn’t match. I quickly found a pic on Google that looked like it could be attached to that body and sent it to him. An anguishing minute passed before he double-tapped the image for a fire emoji, and then, the most significant thing that could happen in my life happened; he sent me a dick pic—eight and a half inches of muscular-looking dick in my screen. In the pic, he was so hard, he was oozing precum, his dick had visible veins that were bulging, and he looked to be in that state of horniness where it would be painful to push down on your dick. I was in awe. Precum was oozing from my dick looking at it. My brain was melting with this information; I mean…Gunnar’s dick was in a pic in my hand…how could I possibly handle this CIA-level intel? I double-tapped the image and waited for his response. It didn’t take long. Gunnar: Can I see your ass? Fuck. I went on Google again, found a pic that looked about right for the body I sent him earlier, and fired it off to him. Gunnar: Hot! Gunnar: I love a smooth ass! Gunnar: You like getting your ass eaten? Another question I didn’t know the answer to. The closest I’ve had to getting my ass eaten was when I dropped my finger down below my balls during a masturbation session. It was pretty good, but…what is that compared to getting my ass eaten? Me: Yeah Gunnar: Can I eat your ass? My heart was about to explode in my chest. Me: yeah Gunnar: After I eat your ass, can I push the tip of my dick in? This mental image was almost enough to send me over the edge for a third time tonight as I continued to stroke my dick. Me: If you want to Gunnar: Oh I want to. Might want to push in a little deeper too 😉 Me: That might be ok Gunnar: Might be? How deep would be pushing the limit? I didn’t understand but made a guess. Me: A few inches? Gunnar: Mmmm, a few inches would be nice. How deep can I get before you make me wrap up? Or do you like to play bare? I kind of understood this one. I have been secretly watching gay porn online since I was 12. I know what bare means. I also took a health class and understand the need for safe sex. This was just fantasy, and with Gunnar, so I played along. Me: How deep do you want to go? Gunnar: Well…if I get to choose, I’m going 8.5 inches deep lol Me: And then? Gunnar: And then I’ll pull out to the tip and thrust balls deep again and again until you tell me I have to pull out and put on a condom lol Me: What happens if I don’t? Gunnar: You know 😈 I thought about it for a second. Me: You’ll pull out and jerk off on my dick, like in porn? Gunnar: lol, if you want, but if I’m fuckin you bare…I’m probably going to bust inside you. I blew my load all over my stomach for a third time tonight. Most of it pooling in my pubes and dribbling down my fist, but my nuts were drained and sore for the night. I quickly cleaned up, tossing my cum rag into the wash bin and pulling up my boxers. Me: That’s hot. I must have taken too long to respond in my cleanup process because he didn’t show as online and didn’t respond. I eventually passed out. I spent the next few weeks fantasizing about him and the pics he sent me. It was tough at work, knowing what was under his clothes and knowing intimate details about this stallion who would toss around boxes as heavy as me with little to no effort. Ugh... When school started back up in the fall, I had to stop working my job per my parents' rules, so I wasn’t able to keep in touch with Gunnar. When summer rolled around again, I begged my aunt to take me back on for summer help, and she did; unfortunately, Gunnar had transferred to a management position in a different department, so I only saw him in passing and never saw him online anymore. I did see him at the company barbecue with his boyfriend. Which made sense, a stud like Gunnar wouldn’t be on the apps for long. Of course, his boyfriend was gym-fit just like he is, with at least a hundred pounds more muscle than I have. I never felt more like a twink than when Gunnar introduced me to his guy. Since I turned 18 at the beginning of summer, I started looking at the apps more seriously. I had some guys offer to take my virginity even though they assumed I was underage; I even met up with some for “fun.” Which, at first, was just jerking off in the woods close enough that our dicks sometimes bumped into each other. Then I moved on to jerking them off and letting them jerk me off. I did stop for a while when I let a guy jerk me off from behind; he said it was a better angle for him to stroke me, and he stood behind me, reaching around to stroke me, which did feel really good at first. When he started sliding his bare cock up and down my ass crack, I got so nervous that he was going to try and push it in that I quickly pulled up my shorts and ran off. When I got home, I jerked off furiously, blowing my load all over my abs, but then scolded myself for putting myself in a position like that, where a stranger could’ve forced himself into me. I did find a friend my own age who was into jerking off together, but then when I tried to take it a step further and jerk each other off, he let me stroke him, but as soon as he blew his load, he had a bit of a freakout, pulling up his pants and underwear without even cleaning up and ran away. We never talked about it again, but he also never let himself be alone with me after that, which made me feel kinda shitty. Near the end of summer, I had all but given up on losing my virginity before college started. When the annual company barbecue rolled around, I snuck a beer, poured it into a cup, and got myself pretty tipsy off that beer. I never drink or smoke or anything like that. I was having a lot of fun, and when I saw Gunnar across the park, I went to say hi. I barely got a handshake or a smile out of him before someone important came up and stole him away from me. I went and planted myself at a picnic table and sipped my second beer for the night. I was feeling pretty horny, which wasn’t new for me, but what was new was the confidence I got from the beer I had in my system. The beer was like magic in a way that it turned down that voice in the back of my head that told me all the ways it was dangerous to meet up with guys on Grindr and the even louder voice that kept telling me I should wait until I "found someone special" to lose my virginity to. I changed my photo to an actual photo of my headless torso, which I’ll admit was pretty good compared to a lot of the guys on here. I have defined abs and a muscular ass that pops out of my 31" waist. Not much body hair, though, which makes me feel like it might be a little too feminine for some guys. I only had hair in a trimmed bush around my cock, barely any on my balls, and mostly hairless on my ass too. I post one pic of me in my boxers and one in my athletic cup to emphasize I am a jock and not a femboy. Then, I changed the header to “4Now” and put “mostly virgin looking to change that” in my description. Scrolling through, I tapped every guy on my grid who looked to be under 30 and hot enough that I didn’t think it would matter that I didn’t have an emotional connection with them to lose my virginity to them. I chugged the rest of my now third beer and walked back to the table where I was sneaking them from. There were a few people around, but no one was policing the beer. Of course, my aunt walked up just as I was about to grab more. I decided it was too risky. “Jonathan?” A booming voice called out from behind me, making me jump as though I was caught with a beer in hand. I turned to see Gunnar, “Oh shit, man, you scared me,” I chuckled, reaching out to shake his hand. “Sorry, I got pulled away earlier and didn’t get to say hi. How are you? Your aunt told me you just graduated?” He smiled at me as he looked down at me. I didn’t realize how taller he was than me. He must be at least a foot taller, and his muscles are even bigger than the pictures I’ve been jerking off to for the last two years. “Oh yeah, finally moving on to bigger and better things,” I joked, looking around at the group of people I had been working with all summer. He chuckled, “Yeah, what are you going to school for?” “I’m thinking business management, maybe economics, not really sure, but I’m going to GW, and they have a lot of great options,” I crossed my arms, trying to subtly flex my biceps as I did. He reached into the bin, cracked open a beer, and sipped, “Well, that sounds like fun. When do you ship out?” “In three weeks,” I shrugged, staring at his beer like a thirsty puppy. He looked around, his eyebrows knitted together, and a devilish grin came across his face. He lowered his voice and asked, “How many have you had?” My eyes went wide, “Huh?” He grinned even wider, “Uh-uh, don’t play dumb; I’ve seen that look before,” he chuckled. “Are you drunk?” “No, I’ve only had two,” I omitted the third I just finished off. He chuckled again, shrugging his shoulders, “Well, it’s free…and not my problem,” he shook his head. “I’d stick to the light beer, though, wouldn't want to lose those abs your freshmen year, you’ll never get them back,” He winked. “Is that how you’ve kept yours?” I heard the words slip out of my mouth before I remembered there was no way I could know how he looked shirtless. But how would he know what I look like shirtless? His eyes fixed on me, he cocked his head to the side and then slowly brought it back to level, and I saw his face go from thinking to trying to pivot out of this conversation, and it softened, “I’ve seen it happen to too many guys, the freshmen fifteen goes right to the gut,” an eyebrow went up as he looked me up and down slowly. Then he sipped his drink, and I swear he licked his lips in slow motion. “John,” I heard my aunt call my name across the park and waved me over. I turned back to Gunnar, “I’m being summoned.” He chuckled, “I’ll leave a beer, accidentally, on that table in the corner for you,” he whispered before giving me a bro hug that nearly melted my brain. He pulled me into his muscular chest, and his manly scent filled my nostrils. I didn’t want to let go, but if I didn’t, I’d have sprung a boner, so I let go and pulled away. “Thanks,” I said as I started jogging toward my aunt. Once I had finished chatting with her and the head of my department, who took over when Gunnar transferred, I tried to find him, but he was gone. He did leave a beer for me, so I chugged it down. I pulled Grindr back out and had a few messages, a few of them just dick pics, but some asking for details of what I wanted to do tonight and where. I also noticed my pinned conversation with Gunnar had a green light for the first time in a while. I looked around the park to make sure he wasn’t around me and then clicked on his profile. He was 300 feet away. He had an updated photo showing off his pecs. I had to message him. Me: Hey, long time no talk to. Gunnar: Sorry, I deleted my messages a while back. Refresh my memory. I don't recognize your pics. Oh fuck, I forgot I changed my profile to *me* since I last chatted with him. I felt a rush. Mostly to my dick, but my heart was pounding pretty fast as I typed back. Me: Oh, no worries, it’s been a while. Gunnar: You’re 18? And a virgin? The bubble popped up to let me know he was the most recent person to check out my profile. Me: Lol, yeah. I cringed, a part of me hoping he would block me for being such a loser. Gunnar: Well, we definitely didn’t meet up, I would’ve remembered not taking your virginity, especially wearing that jock strap. My dick twitched in my underwear. Me: It’s the cup I wear when playing baseball, but, yeah, we never met up. I felt relieved my virginity didn’t scare him off. However, I was growing increasingly nervous that he would pop up behind me as some sort of “gotcha” because I’d been [banned word] on him for the last two years. Gunnar: I see that, makes it hard to tell how big you are underneath 🍆 Holy shit, was he asking me to send him a dick pic? Ok, play it cool. Gunnar: though the bulge in these boxers is a good indicator you’re above average. That made my dick hard instantly. I looked around again, making sure he wasn’t around and seeing me message him back. Me: Well, you’ll have to pull my boxers down to find out 😉 Gunnar: Are you asking me to take your virginity? Oh fuck, is he offering? What if he finds out it's me and…rejects me? Me: Are you offering? I thought I was going to faint from the anticipation of his response. My heart rate must have been at dangerous levels, even with the beer calming the rest of my nerves. Gunnar: It would be an honor and a privilege. 🫡 I nearly blew my load in my pants reading that. Me: When and where? Gunnar sent his address and added: when are you free? I’m stuck at a work thing for another hour, but I’ll be home by 7. My hands were shaking as I typed out: 7:30 it is. Then I closed out the app as if being offline somehow made it so he couldn’t change his mind. I reached down into my pants, pulled my 7” cut dick up into the waistband, chugged my beer, and looked for the best way to sneak out without anyone realizing I had left early. I made it home and took a good shit and hot shower, soaping myself up the best I could. The beer was making me feel weird but in a good way. I slipped on some clean boxers, a tight black t-shirt, and some skinny jeans, slipped on my vans, and did some pushups and situps to make sure I was looking my best. I even put on some cologne I was gifted for Christmas that I never use. I tossed some microfiber paste into my hair, giving it that touseled purposely look, my natural blonde highlights getting more prominent as the paste darkens the sandy brown hair underneath. I opened the app, he hadn’t said anything new and wasn’t online. I looked at the address; it was a thirty-minute walk, but I could make it in ten easy if I took my bike. I jumped on my bike and peddled across town, taking every shortcut I could, and decided to park my bike at a rack not far from Gunnar’s apartment building. I didn’t want him to see me ride up on my bike like I was some sort of child. I walked up to his house, nervous as fuck and terrified he was going to open the door, see it's me, and get pissed. I had to try, though. I knocked. Heard the massive man walking to the door, opening it in just a towel and damp hair. He grinned, looking me up and down, shook his head, saying, “Ok,” and held the door for me to walk in. I didn’t hesitate. My tight t-shirt was sticking to my torso from my ride over, and my red plaid boxers were riding up out of the top of my jeans; I suddenly felt very uncomfortable in my clothes as my dick started getting hard from the smell of his apartment. It was like a concentrated version of his scent, and I was in heaven. I didn’t know if I should sit or what, but when I heard the chain lock slide in the bar, I turned to see his naked, jacked torso as he slowly walked toward me. “I had a feeling that was you,” he smiled, putting his hands on my hips. “You did?” I squeaked out, looking up at him. He huffed and grinned. “Yeah, you’ve been checking me out since I met you. It was not subtle,” his smirk widened. “It wasn’t?” my smile grew to show teeth. He pulled me into him, my crotch pushing against his as his hands groped my ass, and he leaned in to kiss me. It wasn’t my first kiss with another guy, but holy fuck; it unlocked something in me that could never be put back in the box. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, standing on my tippy toes as I practically hung from his neck like a monkey. He wrapped his toned arms around me, feeling up and down my back as his tongue explored my mouth, and his hands felt every ridge of my body, focusing on my ass. He broke our kiss and grabbed my hand, leading me towards his bedroom. I kicked off my shoes as we went. His bedroom had dim but warm lighting, and his manly scent only got stronger. He closed the bedroom door behind us and spun around, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it up and off my body in the smoothest motion. His mouth was back on mine, his tongue wrestling with mine as his hands worked the buttons on my jeans and pushed them down. He got them halfway down my thighs, almost pulling my boxers down with them, but the tent in the front kept them from going down. He pushed me down onto the bed on my back. I propped myself up on my elbows to watch as he worked my jeans and socks off. I could see his muscled leg sneak out the slit in his towel, which, to my frustration, was still tightly wrapped around his waist as he dropped to his knees between my legs. He hooked his fingers in my boxers, “Is this ok?” I nodded quickly. The room was spinning, and my heart was pounding in my throat. I tried to focus on something other than what was happening so I didn't jizz as soon as my cock sprang free as he pulled gently down, and I lifted my ass to help, my cock sprang free from the elastic waistband with a thud of precum and hard dick hitting my abs as my boxers pooled at my ankles. His hands massaged my legs, up my thighs, and then my crotch, barely letting his thumbs caress my balls, teasing and massaging me, helping me relax as I watched unblinking, waiting for him to take this to the next level. He grinned, kissing my thigh from the knee to my crotch; his five o’clock shadow tickled my ball sack. The heat of his head sends waves of pleasure through my body. Then to frustrate me some more, he skipped my cock and went to the other leg, again kissing my thigh from knee to crotch. I felt precum forcing its way out the head of my painfully hard dick as I made it bounce for him, hoping to draw his attention to it. As he sucked on my inner thigh and his scruff rubbed my soft, mostly untouched skin, I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan of pleasure. He pulled back, rubbing my thighs again, giving a deep tissue massage; it felt so good; I had never had anyone massage me like this, and it damn near made me explode. He smiled at me, “What do you want next?” “Umm…” I squeaked, cleared my throat, and lowered my voice an octave, “Whatever you want to do?” He chuckled, leaning in; he licked the drops of precum on the tip of my cock, barely letting his tongue touch my skin but getting a taste of my brand, licking his lips with it and swallowing it down with a satisfied hum. “You taste good,” he whispered. “Yeah?” I said with a bit too much surprise. “Yeah, you don’t know?” He asked, spreading my legs, stretching out those upper thigh muscles as he did. I shook my head. He grabbed my cock, giving it a few good strokes, and squeezed out a drop of my precum, used his finger to wipe it up and leaned up to me to smear it on my lips, and pushed his finger into my mouth, sliming my tongue with my own juice. I instinctively closed my mouth around his finger as though it were his cock and sucked my essence off his finger. “That’s it,” he groaned, “How’s it taste?” He asked in a gravelly voice. “Good,” I breathed out as his finger left my mouth. “You taste sweet, Jonathan; I want more,” he said and dropped his mouth down to the head of my cock, holding me in his hand like a microphone as he licked the head like a melting snow cone. “Mmmfffuck,” I moaned, rocking my hips up and squirming under him. He licked and sucked the tip, then licked up and down the sides, getting me nice and wet before he deep-throated me with ease. I was in heaven. If I died in this moment, it would be worth it. He slowly sucked my dick; his mouth worked out every ounce of precum my balls would give him, swallowing me until his chin was tickling my balls, then sucked the tip again, repeating the motion until I felt my balls starting to tighten already. “Oh my God, I’m gonna cum,” I thrashed under him, but he held me down and took me deeper into his throat, forcing me to unload in his mouth. “Oh fuck,” I groaned and moaned as my balls spasmed, and my cum shot out into his throat, wad after wad until I couldn’t handle his mouth on me anymore. He recognized the signs and pulled off, quickly climbing on top of me to kiss me and share the cum that coated his mouth, or at least what he hadn’t already swallowed. It was something I never thought I would be ok with, but since it was Gunnar and I was still coming down from my orgasm, I licked the inside of his mouth and swallowed and swapped spit with him until I realized he no longer had a towel on, and my legs were wrapped around his very naked, well-defined waist, heels resting on his toned ass and his massive cock was sliding alongside my softening dick. He moaned into my mouth, and I returned the moan. He broke the kiss and started kissing my neck, almost biting me, then back up to my mouth, with a groan as his hand reached up and he fists my hair gently but firmly, pulling my head back to break our kiss again and he kissed down my chin to my Adam’s apple, then back up to my lips where he teased a kiss, leaving me without the pleasure and then stuck his tongue out for me and I instinctively sucked on it. I was in heaven; this was a fantasy come true. No, it was better. He wrapped his arms around my back and up to my shoulders, pulling me into the grinding and gyrating of his hips while massaging my shoulders and neck as he kissed in a triangle between my mouth, my neck, and my ear until he eventually broke the pattern and started kissing down my chest. He licked down my abs until he got down to my dick which was already hard again. I was expecting him to take me back into his mouth, but he skipped my dick, grabbed my legs below the knee, and pushed them up towards my head, and the most amazing thing happened. His mouth settled on my ass. He spit on my hole and then used his tongue to smear it into my tight pucker. I moaned and wriggled; the pleasure was something otherworldly. “Oh shit, Gunnar, don’t stop,” I moaned, my feet on his shoulders and rocking my hips up and down on his tongue. I had heard of getting your ass eaten, I heard it felt good, but the reality of it was mind-blowing. I started jerking myself off, riding his tongue and letting him force it into my sphincter; the overwhelming amount of satisfaction that came from it was so much I already felt myself getting close to cumming again. I didn’t want to blow my load too soon; I didn’t want any of this to end, so I pulled my hand from my cock and spread my legs wide, holding my knees so he could get his tongue deeper. “Mmmm, fuck,” I whispered. He moaned into my hole, just adding another sensation to this fantastic experience. After what seemed like twenty minutes, he stopped munching on my hole and let me rest, crawling back up and kissing his way back to my mouth. I wrapped my arms and legs around him; I was in a state of bliss that I never saw in porn or on the faces of my friends when they described their first-time experiences. This was lightyears better than I had fantasized it would be. Gunnar again wrapped his arms around me as our tongues explored each other's mouths while he rubbed his massive cock up and down my body. He let it slip down between my ass cheeks, the head dripping precum all over my crack and my hole. The tip kept gently rubbing my pucker, whispering to it to open up, but Gunnar didn’t push in; he just kept teasing me, and I was going insane. I wanted it so bad. I needed to get my cherry popped by Gunnar. I had fantasized about this so many times I would literally die if he didn’t fuck me tonight. He started sucking on my neck while his dick rubbed a little more intensely on my hole, and I let out a moan followed by a mumbled, “Fuck, that feels good; I want you to fuck me.” I thought it might have been too buried in my moan, but he kissed and nibbled my ear and said, “Are you sure?” His hips added a little more pressure to push his cock head between the lips of my asshole. I moaned, “Yeah, I’ve wanted this for so long,” I rocked my hips to slide my ass on his dick. “You want my dick in you?” He stuck his tongue in my ear. “Oh God, yes, ungh,” I groaned. He sat up, reaching over to the nightstand, and pulled out some lube. Wasting no time, he squirted some onto his big dick and smothered it. I took a few deep breaths to calm my nerves and let him squirt some lube onto my hole, gently fingering it into me. I had fingered myself a few times, but his fingers were considerably larger than mine, and it stung a little but quickly became a sensation I loved. He kept alternating which fingers and how many he pushed inside me, but it was so gentle I almost forgot that he was about to fuck me. Until he pulled his fingers out entirely and started rubbing his lube-slicked dick on my hole. He put my legs on his shoulders, leaned over me, and kissed me again, nudging his crown into my ass until the lube eased him into my hole. It was so slow, pushing so gently, that I almost couldn’t tell he was pushing into my hole until there was a stronger nudge, and the head breached my outer ring. “Oh…holy…ungh,” I grunted; there was an ungodly pain that shot through my anus and into my guts as my sphincter tightened around his flared cock head. I tried to push my legs back to push him back, “Wait, shit, that hurts,” I groaned, his weight and sheer size on my legs made my effort fruitless. “You’re ok, just breathe and push out,” he said, not letting up. “Ungh, fuck man, wait…it’s too big, I don’t think I can handle it,” I wreathed in pain, trying to push a man twice my size and weight off of me. He dipped his head down and started gnawing on my neck, then my chest, his large arms hugging my legs and reaching up to my shoulders, gripping me so he could slowly impale me with his cock. His hips rocked, and another inch pushed into me. “Oh fuck,” I hissed, feeling the wind get knocked out of me, my legs pinned by his broad chest, forcing me to push out as I attempted to push him off with no success, accidentally easing the pain shooting into me as he pushed slowly in. I thought this was supposed to feel good, but it hurt like hell. I grunted and groaned as he continued to sink yet another inch into me. At least half of his cock had to be in me, and it was the most searing, intense pain I had ever felt in my life. His mouth came up and kissed me deep, sensual, and loving; there was an intensity that felt so right, something I had wanted for so long, and distracting me from the anal invasion. He broke the kiss and whispered, “Jonathan, you’re so tight, your ass is sucking my cock in, you feel that?” His cock twitched inside me. I grunted, strainging to speak through clenched teeth, “Fuck, man, you’re too big; you gotta pull out." “If I pull out now it will hurt worse, you need to relax, just breathe and relax,” he whispered and rocked his hips into me, shoving another inch into me. “Ahh…shhh…fuck,” I hissed and struggled. I wrapped my arms around his broad, muscular back, the feeling of his warm, soft skin was comforting. I felt his abs contracting on the back of my legs every time he tried to thrust deeper into me. The feeling of his cock flexing inside my ass was way better than him pushing deeper into me, but also somewhat sobering and I realized I forgot rule number one about sex. “Ummm, shouldn’t you be wearing a condom?” I asked. He kissed me again, “No, babe," his tongue lapped at my upper lip, "you don’t want that on your first time,” he thrust into me again. “You want to feel it, trust me,” he said. I did trust him, though having unsafe sex with him scared me a bit. “You don’t have…anything right?” He kissed me again, “No babe, just relax and enjoy my dick in you." He kissed down to my ear and flexed his cock inside me again, "You want to feel what it’s like to have a man fuck you, don’t you?” His lips on my ear was titillating. “Mmm, yeah,” I tried to relax my hole with no experience doing so. He wrapped his arms tighter around me and started thrusting deeper into me. The pain was a little less, and his cock was starting to feel good inside me. Knowing he was in me without a condom was turning me on. Knowing he wanted to feel me, wanted to fuck me, was such a turn-on. I heard myself moan in pleasure on his next thrust. He kept sensually making love to me, pushing ever so slightly deeper with each thrust, and I was going insane with mix of pleasure and pain. My hands ran through his hair and pulled him into my neck as he kissed me and nibbled on the tender skin of my neck. He let my legs fall to the side, making it easier for me to breathe as he let his chest fall onto mine as we made out and he slowly fucked me. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, I could feel his hips pull out before I felt his dick thrust deeper into me, and I moaned each time he hit a new depth. “Fuck this feels so good,” I moaned. “You’re so tight, I love it,” he thrust deeper. I held on and did my best to relax as he started building up a rhythm. Each push went a little deeper, opening my hole in ways I didn’t know I would enjoy. It took at least ten minutes of humping into me for him to give me one hard thrust, and I finally felt his pubes tickling my ass. His hips started smacking against my cheeks as he really started to fuck me. “Fuck, that feels so good,” I groaned between strokes. He grabbed me tight and rolled us both so he was on his back, and I could ride his dick. I did my best to lift a few inches on his big dick and impaled myself back down. He reached out and started stroking my soft dick back to life; the added pleasure was insane. I started moaning, deep, guttural moans as I found the right angle and rhythm on his cock. The feeling of his head swelling inside me, hitting my prostate, his precum lubing my canal with every rock of my hips, I was in heaven. I could feel him from the edge of my hole all the way into my guts. It was better than I imagined. I can’t believe something that started out so painful turned into something so fucking good. I took over, stroking my dick, rocking back and forth on his cock, stirring up an orgasm deep inside me. I was no longer riding his cock to please him but to focus on my own orgasm. He started thrusting up into me as I slid down his shaft, holding my hips, matching my rocking on his cock. “Oh yeah, Jesus, that feels good,” I rode and stroked myself. His cock was hitting that spot inside me that was quickly bringing my second orgasm to the edge. “I’m so close,” I said. His grip on my hips got tighter as his hips slammed into my ass. I rocked to let his cock hit my insides just right as I stroked my cock furiously. I was getting fucked by Gunnar, riding his massive cock and he was about to fuck the cum out of me, my mind was blown. “I”m gonna cum,” I warned. “Do it,” he growled, trying to keep in tune with my now erratic rhythm as my ass clenched down on his massive tool and my body started spasming around his cock and his relentless thrusting. “Oh fuck,” I gasped as my balls tightened, and I felt my legs tremble as my orgasm started deep inside my guts, traveling through my balls and shot out of my cock in huge spurts of boiling hot cum. I shot a rope of cum onto his massive chest. My mind melted and I continued to rock on his cock as I shot my next wad of cum, then the next pooling in his belly button. “Fuck..ungh,” I groaned as the most amazing orgasm of my life rocked through my body, my legs shaking, my ass twitching on his cock as I jerked out the last few ropes of cum onto his stomach. He let me ride out my orgasm and then rolled me onto my back, where he pinned my legs to my shoulders and started hammering my hole. The pleasure was quickly turning into a burning sensation as his cock thrust harder into me. His cock seemed to be swelling inside me, feeling like it doubled in girth. I was struggling to take him now that I had cum and my horniness was quickly wearing off. I could hear my moans turn to groans as he continued to piston into my ass. He kissed me and held me tighter, grunted and breathed heavily into my neck, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he warned in a husky voice. I didn’t know what to do; I did know I wanted it. “Yes, cum for me,” I said, wrapping my ankles around the back of his neck tighter, trying to power through the intensity of his thrusting. “Fuck, mmm, ungh,” he moaned, his body stiffening as he thrust hard into my ass, his cock twitching as his cock spasmed and unloaded into my guts. “Mmm, fuck,” he twitched for a few seconds, then breathed and kissed me. His cock throbbed inside my hole, the warmth of his load giving my raw hole a soothing relief that I desperately needed. “Shit, that felt good,” he relaxed on top of me. My cum smeared between us and all over the back of my legs. I wrapped my arms tighter around him, holding him as the last drops of his load pulsed into me. “That was…amazing,” I whispered, my hands rubbing the back of his head, running through his sweaty hair. Feeling his cock softening inside me was a sensation I never thought I’d feel, but I wanted to keep him inside me now that the thrusting had stopped and I just felt full. He rested for a few minutes and then rolled off of me, his cock sliding out of me too quickly and leaving me feeling empty. We just cuddled until we both drifted off to sleep. I woke up around 3 am, the dried cum on my stomach cracking like paint in an itchy way. The heat from Gunnar’s body next to mine was intense. I quietly got up, found my boxers, slipped them on, and snuck out. While that was the most amazing night of my life, I was terrified of him waking up in the morning and reacting poorly to finding me in his bed, so I got my bike and rode home. I got into my bed and fell asleep around 4 am. The following day I checked my messages and had one from Gunnar: You snuck out? I hope you’re ok. Last night was amazing, and I want to fuck you again before you leave for college. I read and reread it a few times. I even jerked off to the pictures of his dick, knowing he was balls deep in my hole and his cum was 9” deep inside my ass. It took me the better part of the day to respond to him. “I’d like that too.” The entire thing was amazing but confusing. We ended up having sex a dozen times before I finally left for college. The last time was so intense I nearly cried from the pleasure. patreon.com/BurnAfterReading769

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Nope, don't agree. I'm a top who likes to suck dick but cumming in some guys ass is what I really crave. I think most bottoms agree with this.

Open all hours.

You're entirely correct, as I see the issue. We - gay folks in general, and practitioners of raw sex in particular - are an easy target for those who believe they can somehow exert control over everyone else. It's not merely this website that would excite hatred in the pinheads, it's the fact that we share the planet with them, breath the same air, walk the same streets, shop at the same stores - in other words, simply exist. Most of them realize that they can't simply murder every gay guy or girl, that would be far too enormous a task. And what would they wind up with? Nothing more than millions of bodies, with new GLBT+-to-be babies being born every single day. The real issue at hand isn't this facet of freedom or that facet; It's freedom itself. This is what seeking to control everyone else is about; freedom for some, and worse for everyone else unlike them. Coexistence is the only way there will be room for everyone to share the planet. The hatreds used to be more limited; to religions other than one's own, for instance. However, the more millions of us there are to share diminishing resources, the more the hatreds gnaw at the minds of the selfish. The issue of who's fucking who is only the mask; the real problem is people's propensity to hate each other.

I wanted to make a comment because its really out of order what's going on with this censorship. It's all about social credit scores and digital IDs in the UK. Nothing to do with protecting kids. Should be free to do what we want. This site isn't illegal or anything.

I’d eat and breed that sweet ass daily if I could. What a sexy photo!

I love sucking dick more than anything.

Vegas - met up with a vanilla selfish top that could fuck for hours. Put two in me quickly on the first night. Met up again the next day and got four more as we spent the night fucking till dawn.

what are you asking? that time i got drunk at a college party and suck a dick for a hot minute: open minded those afternoons of lose hours in the outdoor cruising area giving head to multiple random strangers til i went home w multiple loads in my belly: total faggot! that first time i let a cute guy slip his condom clad cock up my ass: bi-curios that ongoing dom fuck buddy who'd get me spun on Tn G and invite buddies over to take turns breeding my cunt while he took pics: cumdump whore!

i agree with everything that is in this thread, I do question how Offcom will enforce/police this. This is a great community site not a porn site, but then what definition are they using clearly not the same one as the 1964 act which covers books, magazines etc. a small vocal minority are causing huge problems just a sin the past when they got so called 'dirty magazines' moved to the top shelf and then into plastic wrapper so minors could not see them in their local newsagents, every action has a reaction and we are now paying a high price. Pozauthor is right we need to shout louder and clearer, and parents need to take responsibilty not shove it on to others

He heard his phone vibrate on the small table next to him. He glanced over as it lit up showing a text from Nelson. Shawn rolled his eyes and ignored it and focused on the sloppy blowjob he was receiving from his DL neighbor. The phone vibrated again. This time the neighbor lifted his head enough and glanced at Shawn’s phone. Annoyed, Shawn grabbed his phone and pushed the dude back down on his cock, the dude gagged and spit as the log invaded his throat. “You free in about 45? I’ve got a newbie. Thomas is here too.” Shawn stood up without warning and his neighbor fell back but caught himself quickly. “What the fuck…” “Shut the fuck up. You need to get out of here.” The neighbor began to say something, but Shawn cut him off. “Be careful or you’ll leave empty handed,” he said while he pulled open a small box then held up a small bag of tina and gently shook it as he teased his neighbor raising his eyebrows in jest. “One of these days that isn’t going to work on me,” the neighbor said as he put the baggie into his front pocket. “But that day isn’t today. I’ll give you what you really want this weekend. And save some of that, you’re going to need it. Until then, fuck off.” Shawn winked at his neighbor who smiled and shook his head and walked out the door Shawn held open for him. Once he was gone Shawn jumped in the shower. 15 minutes later he stood before his fogged-up bathroom mirror and gave it a wipe. He looked at himself and began flexing his pecs and rubbing his own biceps. At 30 years old Shawn was proud of the shape he kept compared to some men his age. Shawn stood at just below 6’ and weighed a beefy 200lbs. His bright red hair, which he kept short, stood out against his pale skin. Shawn admired himself as his hands roamed his still wet body. Even if he didn’t have bright red hair and porcelain skin Shawn would stand out in a crowd. His smile is what drew people in. Shawn was always smiling and always trying to add excitement and fun into any situation he was in. He was a magnet for good times and his carefree attitude only heightened his appeal as a man to be around. While some considered his smile or his personality his best feature, he knew the real truth. He knew what really motivated him. He reached down and grabbed the heavy hog between his legs. Soft, his dick was a sight to behold. Pale and plump and hanging at just under 6 inches, Shawn gave it a gentle squeeze and pull and watched it slowly engorge. Shawn loved to have fun and be the life of the party, but he knew that the only reason the sluts in his life were so attentive was because of his dick. He didn’t care. He was happy to fuck and use the fags around him just the way they used him. His cock, now reaching its full potential, gave a slight curve upward and looked like a pale summer sausage straining against its own casing. At 11 inches long and almost as girthy as a bottle of wine, Shawn loved his dick more than anything else in his life other than his mom and younger brother. He had always been treated differently once it was found out how magnificent his dick was, and he eventually learned to lean into it and used it to his advantage whenever he could. He had an okay job and a degree from an okay university which allowed him to be comfortable in life. Not filthy rich but not struggling either. He owned his home outright as well as his car. He took vacations regularly and had friends across the US. But it was his cock that gave him the ability to live a life of pleasure and debauchery that he had come to love. But it wasn’t always this way. Growing up the boys in his class would mock him for cock he was born with. For years he would try to hide it and was embarrassed by its size and the fact that he and his brother were being raised by a single mother in a tiny trailer home only added to cruelty he received. It wasn’t until his 18th birthday, just days before he went off to college that he began to see his cock in a different light. He always knew he was gay. But being poor and insecure, Shawn never acted on his desires because he had become so used to being mocked, he didn’t want to open that door for anyone else. Being poor also meant his internet access usually only happened at school or the library and he didn’t want to risk any unwanted attention by looking up any type of gay porn on shared computers. And what free time he had he had to look out for his younger brother while their mom worked two jobs. But that changed when he got his cell phone. Shawn felt like a kid in a candy store with the amount of porn at his fingertips. Shawn couldn’t take his hands off his cock anytime he was alone with his phone. Soon the need to have a person touching his cock took over and he decided to take the risk try to meet someone to release with. He was poor and insecure, but not an idiot. He knew what Grindr was as he heard two of his gay classmates talk about it from time to time. Now it was his turn. He downloaded the app, filled out the necessary information but then hesitated on when it came to post a picture. But decided on a just a quick snapshot of his torso would do and in second his profile was live. “Newbie looking for…” was all he put while also not mentioning his cock or position. That didn’t matter as the vultures came out in full force looking for fresh meat. Shawn had never really worked out, but he maintained his thin body because he walked everywhere and would often give what little food he had to his little brother after he had a bite or two. It wasn’t until strangers started asking to see pics of his ass and cock that he began to feel differently about himself. He was hesitant to share at first but while he was expecting laughter or mean-spirited comments about his cock, he was shocked when all that came back his way was vulgar positivity that complimented his dick like he had never heard before. But even then it was too much to take in. He chatted with four profiles and became overwhelmed with the things being sent his way. He had never had a single sexual experience with another man and here he was receiving message telling him he needed to “pound my pussy until I’m a sloppy mess,” or, “fuck me like a whore with that pink missile.” Thinking back on it now Shawn laughed and smiled. His first semester in college was a true awakening and he hadn’t looked back since. He knew what he had, and he knew the power it held but because he had such a winning personality he was able to never really be perceived the way some men where who only had a big dick and nothing else. Shawn gave his cock another squeeze before stepping out the bathroom. His guests would be here shortly, and his cock flexed and produced a small amount of precum thinking about the newbie Nelson was bringing over. Nelson never disappointed as he always arrived with a prime piece of ass in tow. Shawn had a pep to his step as he made his way downstairs into his favorite room in the house. His basement was large and opened up right as you turned off the staircase. It was a typical basement den: big screen tv, comfy couches, a kitchenette and bar. Behind the couch was a door that led to a full bath and walking past the couch and tv was the only other door down there and that led to his play area. This wasn’t anything special compared to sex dens that were decked out with every contraption known to man, but Shawn was proud of his set up. He had remodeled the space himself. The large room had enough space to hold a queen-sized bed, a sling, a fuck bench and a modest desktop computer set up with a cam and speakers that were connected to another big screen tv. Opposite the sling was a small chest of drawers that contained the things necessary to help whatever bottom of the day get wound up and ready for a fuck that was almost never pleasurable without the aid of chemical enhancements. Shawn grinned and thought about the hundreds of sluts who said they could take him but eventually tried to tap out and go home. He opened up the second drawer and removed a lockbox big enough to hold a few books. But instead of books the lockbox held the key to making a bottom beg for his monster meat even as it was tearing them open. He grinned again, removing a bigger bag of tina than what he gave his neighbor. His long-time dealer had just freshly hooked him up that morning along with the g that was in the freezer next to the dresser. He grabbed a few fresh rigs, a rubber tourniquet, his digital scale and a smaller sealed canister of fine tina dust. He couldn’t help but hum a happy tune as he shifted from one foot to the other doing a little dance as he anticipated his guests. Shawn had a great personality but that rarely extended into the bedroom after he spent time with a daddy named Devon and his 24-year-old boyfriend Wayne. Being 18 and new to topping he was cautious with the men he fucked. If they asked to stop because he was too big he would, without question. But that changed when he was asked to be a part of his first threesome with Devon and Wayne. Devon saw Shawn’s cock and couldn’t stop thinking about how much it needed to tear Wayne apart. Shawn lubed up his dick as Wayne spread his cheeks open, Devon standing next to Shawn, arm around him whispering how big of slut his boyfriend is. He barely had the head in before Wayne whined about the size and asked for more lube. Devon, annoyed, grabbed Wayne’s head and shoved it into the mattress and told him to shut the fuck up. He then asked Shawn to step back. Shawn thought it was over, like it had been so many times before. But the Devon went into their closet and came back with a small blue case. He pulled out a small bag of white/clear-ish rocks and held one up between his fingers for Shawn to see. “He just needs a bit of encouragement,” the boyfriend smiled as he put the rock into the waiting ass before him. The bottom winced. “Lots of encouragement, actually.” He laughed and spoke to his boyfriend, “Shh. It’s a big one because you’re going to need it.” Wayne calmed down and laid there as the rock began to dislove. He then leaned over and whispered to Shawn, “He’s about to be royally fucked but that’s his problem when he sobers up and deals with the damage. I gave him about double the size of the largest booty bump he has ever received. In a bit you can fuck this slut without him fucking whining.” Shawn put it all together and quickly realized what had just gone up inside the bottom. Although he had never done drugs he was aware of them and the dangers they posed. He was hesitant, “This is my first time being around that…stuff,” Shawn said a bit meekly. He was almost ready to leave. He was on scholarship and his mind began to think about what would happen if anyone found out he was around crystal meth. Devon waved him off. Shawn got to thinking: He loved sex and he began to realize the potential in front of him as he saw Devon and Wayne interact. He had been at university for just over 4 months and yet had the opportunity to truly fuck like he had seen his favorite porn stars do. His dick got him attention, but the bottoms could never take it fully. The wheels were turning in his head as he looked at the ass below him. He heard a click to his right and saw the boyfriend with a small torch heating a glass pipe. He was transfixed as he saw the boyfriend heat the pipe and slowly inhale. He stepped to Shawn and placed his lips over his and gave him his first hit of tina. Shawn wasn’t expecting it but once he realized what was going on he gave in and let it happen 3 more times. It happened so quickly and it didn’t feel wrong. Shawn felt powerful. His dick felt bigger, more engorged than ever before. He wanted nothing more than to fuck, to ravage, to release. Devon saw the animal awaken and smiled at Shawn just has he had smiled at the many college boys he had corrupted in his life. But corrupting a top with potential like Shawn was a very special occasion. “Here, let me show you how to hit it yourself.” Devon gave Shawn a helpful tutorial before gently grabbing the Ginger’s cock and pulling him toward the waiting ass before him. The boyfriend slathered on copious amounts of lube as Shawn exhaled a large cloud that surprised Devon. “Atta boy. Now, claim your prize.” By now Wayne was beginning to feel the effects of the giant rock Devon pushed into him. Shawn began to ease into hole the before him. He met resistance after the head entered as his cock flared out a bit at that point. “Hold on, let me get down there so he can suck my dick and focus on me.” Devon laid down and shimmied forward to his boyfriend with his feet gently resting on Wayne’s thighs. The slut greedily took his boyfriend’s cock in his mouth while Devon placed his hands on the slut’s shoulders. An evil grin overtook Devon’s face. “Ready?” he asked. Shawn nodded but didn’t realize what Devon actually meant. Shawn’s head remained lodged in Wayne, and he heard him moan. He looked down and saw that the slut had his boyfriend’s dick out of his mouth and was moaning at the head stretching him. The boyfriend winked at Shawn with that grin still beaming up at him. “Hold on tight,” was all he said before he braced his feet against Wayne’s thighs and pushed him back by his shoulders with such a force that Shawn was fully inside Wayne in less than 3 seconds. Everyone was taken by surprise. The drugs inside the slut seemed to evaporate has he screamed in pain and clawed at Shawn and tried to move forward but his boyfriend’s feet were expertly placed on his thighs to stop any forward movement. Anticipating Wayne would try to sit up on his knees, Devon moved one leg and hooked it over Wayne’s neck and pushed him into the mattress with the strength of his lower body. Shawn was horrified at what this man was doing to his boyfriend, but he couldn’t ignore the tightness around his cock that was quivering and fluttering at the invasion. Wayne’s hole was spasming and him trying to get off the cock was enough friction to cause him to shoot within 45 seconds of fully impaling the slut. It was the first time he had ever bottomed out and it was magnificent. Shawn saw stars, shuddered and gave a roar that even surprised himself before shooting the biggest load of his life He basked in the feeling before coming back down to reality. He wasn’t inside the slut for more than 2 minutes as he began to pull out. “Fucking hot,” the boyfriend said as he looked down at Shawn’s still hard cock. “You’re still hard as fuck after all that?” Shawn was feeling all sorts of things at that moment. But the boyfriend eased Shawn’s mind. He handed him the pipe and torch. “Stay right here. Two hits. I’ll be right back.” The boyfriend stepped into the bathroom and was back as Shawn was beginning his second hit. He stood behind Shawn, one hand rubbing his smooth body and the other gently wiping his cock clean with a warm cloth. Shawn closed his eyes as the boyfriend whispered. “Don’t worry about that slut,” he said. “See, look.” Shawn glanced down and observed the warm, white washcloth. “Yeah, he’s hurt but he’s not bleeding out,” Devon said. The washcloth had small flecks of pink mixed with the massive load he had released. “Wayne is a worthless whore and your cock is a masterpiece,” he said as he sat next to his whimpering boyfriend. “And sluts like this will coming crawling back to you even after you ruin them. Trust me.” He began to rub his boyfriend’s back and was being extremely loving and comforting. “You’ve got a lot to learn, and I’d be happy to help you. But first you have to come to terms with the possibility of blood covering your cock after you fuck. You’re fucking huge dude, you have to know blood might be an issue sometimes.” Shawn considered the scene before him, the drugs making him think from a different perspective. But he couldn’t shake the guilt of causing the dude below him immense pain, but he felt like Devon had a point. He looked down and realized he was still hard. The guilt began to fade as he began to think about how good his cock felt when lodged inside that dude’s hole. Devon saw the gears turning inside Shawn’s head. “How about this: take a seat over there and watch me treat this faggot how he deserves to be treated.” Devon hopped back up and made his way to the closet once more but this time returning with a larger toiletry bag. He placed it on the bedside table and removed an orange-tipped syringe, a rubber tourniquet and aalcohol swab. Shawn’s eyes grew wide. “Fucking relax dude. Fuck,” Devon shook his head and sounded beyond annoyed before man-handling his boyfriend. He placed Wayne on all fours despite his protest and then he eased two fingers inside his boyfriend who tried to get away. “Forget what I said. Get over here and put your cock in his mouth,” he said to Shawn, but the Ginger hesitated. “Do it! Now!” Devon raised his voice. Shawn may have had an enormous dick, but Devon was almost twice his age and Shawn obeyed on instinct. Devon smiled to himself and knew he had him and switched into teacher mode. “Yeah, I may have went a bit overboard just now but let’s move past that, shall me? I saw how quick you bred this worthless slut,” Devon gave Wayne’s ass 3 hard slaps. “That dick went somewhere new today, huh?” Shawn nodded in silence as strange feelings of admiration begin to form toward Devon. “That’s what I thought. This faggot had to pay the price for you experiencing something new. Better him than you. Remember that.” Shawn slapped Wayne’s ass once more before yanking the slut’s right arm from beneath him and twisting it behind his back. Wayne fell forward, ass in the air as Devon held his arm in place. He leaned closer to Wayne, “You know what happens if I miss. Get it together or get the fuck out.” He spit on Waynes back and the slut let out a sad sigh and remained motionless. “For starters,” he continued, “With that cock you have command of any room you’re in and sluts like this will gladly do anything for it. Isn’t that right, faggot?” Devon twisted Wayne’s arm. “Yes, Sir.” He barely whimpered. Shawn was processing everything before him. All he wanted to do all day was get off and now he’s being mentored on how to properly fuck. Shawn knew he should have left and never looked back but teenage hormones overpowered even the mightiest of logic as his dick twitched hearing the slut say, “Yes, Sir.” Devon was doing cartwheels in his head because he couldn’t believe how lucky he was as he watched Shawn’s defenses go down. “See,” Devon sneered, “This piece of shit here is letting me do whatever I want because he only really craves one thing,” Devon released Wayne’s arm but quickly snapped, “Don’t fucking move that arm!” Wayne remained motionless as he kept his arm behind his own back. “And I am not talking about the drugs,” Devon said as he tightened the tourniquet around Wayne’s arm. “6 pumps then hold,” he said. Shawn watched the scene unfold. This was an entirely new situation for him. He’d never been in a threesome, let alone with another top who had absolute control of his boyfriend. His dick twitched again. “Tell me you don’t want to be in my position, Shawn. Tell me you aren’t turned on by how easy it is to put worthless sluts in their place, like this piece of trash here. Tell me that finally getting that lovely cock of yours deep into this hole here wasn’t the best feeling you’ve had so far.” Shawn couldn’t disagree. His cock was wired to his brain, and he wanted what Devon had. But he had to make sure. He raised his hand as if to ask a question. Devon looked up and burst out laughing. Wayne, caught off guard by the change in atmosphere, tried looking up. “I told you not to fucking move,” Devon was off the bed and shoved Shawn out of the way and got right in front of his boyfriend’s face and leaned in until his mouth was pushed up next to his left ear and as he whispered. Shawn didn’t hear what Devon said but he saw Wayne’s reaction. Wayne blinked fast to try and stop the tears that were coming. But it was useless. Devon whispered one more thing, stood and gently slapped Wayne across his right cheek as a few tears silently fell. From what Shawn gathered through their initial conversations was that Wayne was 24 years old and had a job working at one of the big banks in town. He had his life together, but here he was crying due to whatever Devon just said and he just endured it. He had the power to leave, to get up off that bed and walk out the door but he stayed. Shawn began stroking his dick. Wayne looked up at Shawn, sad and pathetic, pleading with his eyes and the tears slowly began to stop. Shawn took a chance. “Don’t look at me. I’m not here to help you.” Shawn wasn’t as menacing as he had hoped. While Wayne looked down, dejected. Devon gave a small laugh. Shawn felt foolish. “No, I am not laughing at you,” Devon was back in position, needlessly wrenching Wayne’s arm to find a prominent vein. He found what he was looking for before uncapping the syringe with his teeth. He examined the tip of the syringe before continuing, “It’s not easy discovering the dark parts of ourselves that bring us pleasure.” He found a vein and expertly inserted the needle and quickly pulled back just slight to produce a flash of crimson. Shawn began jacking his cock with more intent, hunger in his eyes. “I laughed because you’re going to turn over a new leaf and it makes me happy,” he said while slowly pushing the plunger, releasing the contents into Wayne’s aching arm. He removed the needle, pulled the tourniquet, released Wayne’s arm briefly but quickly grabbed it again, but swung it forward and then upward as he placed the alcohol swab at the injection site. Shawn couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Devon held Wayne’s arm above his head while Wayne began to cough and gasp for air. “He’ll be fine. Just wait a few seconds.” Devon, satisfied there would be no bleeding, released Wayne’s arm and he fell onto his chest, ass up. Wayne was on a different planet. He was moaning and begging to be used and fucked. Moments ago he was in tears and now, here he was something completely different. “See,” Devon said. “Sluts will do anything for cock.” Devon spit on his very respectable 8.5” cock and shoved it in Wayne in one go. Shawn was expecting protest and pleas, but Wayne gave a needy sigh and moaned in pleasure as Devon began pummeling his hole. “I’ll warm him up, but you’re the main event. Make him suck your cock.” Shawn stepped up and grabbed Wayne by the hair and put his mouth on this cock. Devon smiled, pleased with what he was about to create. Three hours later Shawn arrived back at his dorm having dropped 8 loads deep in Wayne’s wrecked hole. He wasn’t even aware he could cum that much but as he plopped down on his dorm room’s twin sized bed, he gave his cock a tug already thinking about Devon’s invitation to come back over the weekend. That seemed like a lifetime ago. Those four years of college were highlighted by the lessons taught to him by Devon. Separated by hours, Shawn doesn’t get to see Devon as much as he’d like but they talk regularly. Devon opened up Shawn’s eyes to his true potential which allowed him to unapologetically be himself in every aspect of his life. A smile came across his face. He got everything in order in just a few minutes before bounding up the stairs to his cellphone. He had a text from Nelson, but he ignored it. He found Devon’s name and sent off a quick text. “Fresh meat being delivered. I’ll let you know when to hop on cam.” Devon replied quickly, “A show? Or one-on-one?” “The more the merrier.” “I’ll be waiting, stud.” Shawn then found Nelson’s text: On our way. ETA 15 minutes Shawn glanced at the clock. He couldn’t help but feel giddy thinking about the prize Nelson was about to drop at his feet.

Actually, there are - or at least there is one. Amazingly, in Rockland County (part of the NYC metro for those who don't know), and it still has Buddy Booths with retractable glass you can get your cock through or your mouth or hole up against for that dick that's coming through from your neighbor : ROUTE 59 VIDEO AND ADULT BOUTIQUE, 156 NY-59 East, Spring Valley, NY 10977 845-426-1344 The place is 23 miles from the George Washington Bridge for those coming from Manhattan; from the Bronx and Westchester it is 8 miles from where the Tappan Zee/ Mario Cuomo Bridge drops you in Rockland County in the middle of the Nyacks. The Nyacks are a grouping of very LGBTQ+ friendly villages only 15 miles from the GWB right on the Hudson where lots and lots of Gay folk like me live - we've had several openly gay mayors over the years (one who was elected 4 times and ran unopposed twice!). It can be very busy at times, and like Rockland County - known for its' extremely diverse population for an area of exurb/suburb - the men who come her are a very diverse group in age, ethnicity and nationalities. There are large numbers of men of all sorts: we white guys tend to be Irish, Italian or Jewish (even including some Orthodox gentlemen), men of color are African American along with Haitian, Jamaican and other Afro-Caribbean types; latinex types come from mostly Dominican Republic and Puerto Rico but also include Mexican, Salvadorian, Ecuadorian, Colombian and Guatemalan, and Asia is represented by men from the Philippines, China, South Korea, Cambodia, Taiwan, Japan along with a good number from India, Pakistan and Sri Lanka. A very nice multicultural mixture. A certain amount of the men are married usually-hetero husbands, others are new arrivals to the US with no real access to meeting women, and a good number of course are simply gay men of any color or nationality. There are occasional checks to see if people are feeding the coin-slots, but so long as you are doing so you are pretty much left alone and not hassled by the staff...

I agree at this, having VPN to try resolving the issue in short term. But the problem is huge, it's not pornography or breeding zone itself. The importance is to speak louder, to protest about privacy implications and about the real risk of isolating sex related materials. It won't protect minors, it creates the, oh damn how to call it? If the mountain doesn't come to you, you go to the mountain... If before the risk was of minors eventually finding porn, now those dispotic/dystopic folks wants to make life more difficult to porn producers and communities. With the illusion of having built a wall to protect kids. But kids aren't protected, because, first of all they're not educated. Sex AND DIGITAL education. And they aren't because adults themselves aren't. Then? Given that minors have their presumed "safe space" of kid-oriented contents? It's well done! The offender just walks in, pretending to be a parent, and like "smartschoolboy9" did, they can even become the one trying to educate other parents, creating trust. And then... Then they're screwed. All of us must participate into pro-privacy movements, I talk about Electronic Frontier Foundation because it's the one I know and often join, but even movements related to free software. ... Always staying with the guard up, because I fear that american current administration could think of declaring those organizations as terrorists. As a long experience geek, I am optimistic and think that just death has no solution, when we talk about computers. But how long will we last? The most dirty-handed geeks are all about 45-50 years old. The enthusiastic 15-20-30 years old folks are more passive than us, less curious, they accept what tech offers in immediate surface. But they seem afraid to go in deep.

Actually yes. Since posting in October, I've had four guys come over and seed my hole, three guys that I couldn't host (literally moved into new apartment, sick with Flu, and leaving within 30 minutes to airport to fly to London). I have had six calls/texts from guys out of state wanting phone sex or sexting. NO! Also some guys that call are timid to ask if I'm Jake and are nervous to ask to book a breeding (this is the only website I have this number on, so if I get a call or text; I know exactly why they are contacting me). So I'm straight up forward and ask them if they want to use me as a cumdump and shoot their cum into my ass. That usually gets things on track. I love taking cum anonymously, so everytime my phone chimes...I get excited.

In theory that’s true, you’re just using a different hole to pleasure the top and receiving His cum. In practice, true fucking is the intimate joining of our sexual organs in mutual delight. My sexual organ is my asshole and his is His cock. The sensation of those two joining., touching, skin on skin, fluid exchanging makes this definition of fucking more on point

But they’re into all sorts if humiliation and those long fucks have me laying naked staring at them while they inhale that smoke i know that dick is going back in me as soon as he exhales😉

Hope we get to read more adventures soon. Love this story!

Part 2. (All of this is based on past experiences). Part one I got fucked by a few strangers in a beach bathroom I’m Jay and one of the strangers, Roger invited me back to his place where he expected some friends to come by… I scooped up my stuff and we walked a few blocks to his place. It was a little cottage on more of an ally that’s street. We showered scrubbing each others backs. I dropped and sucked his dick, he fingered my hole. Then we went to the living room and he put some nasty group porn on. He pulled out a bong asking if I partied. Yeah! Normal gettting high stuff. Smoking, zoning out a bit. When he leaned over to shotgun me is when we reconnected and reignited. I grabbed his cock while we shotgunned back and forth. We chilled for maybe an hour me sucking his semi hard cock, him tweaking my nipples, fingering my hole. Lots of making out. There was a knock at the door He hollered “come in CJ”. A cute Latino guy 5’10” shirtless and lean walked in followed by a ginger about the same build “Hey Roger” I brought Brian along - he’s been couch surfing at my place for a couple of weeks Roger introduced me as he passed the pipe to the new guys CJ passed but Brian took a few big draws and I moved in to shotgun with this new hot guy. We all started making out and I was happy to find that CJ had a thick 7”uncut cock and liked me nibbling on his foreskin. Brian had a nice dick too-pink and cut The back of the house was on a downslope we pulled our shorts on and Roger lead us outside and down some stairs and then back in a door into the enclosed area under the house Kind of like a basement Small laundry room but when we stepped thru the next door we were in a low playroom complete w sling. I’d never been in a sling before but liked watching videos of guys getting fucked in them Roger sat on a sofa and turned on a tv with porn. Now the porn had guys blowing clouds as they suckled and fucked. And some fisting too. I didn’t really see much of this as I was between Roger’s legs sucking his tasty cock again. CJ sat next to Roger and Brian was next to me slurping CJs hard brown cock Those two traded places and CJ was blowing Brian before he lifted his legs up and went to town eating his ass- happy moaning from Brian. Roger slapped my face - not hard just sort of enough to pull me away from my intense focus on sucking his uncut cock. He gestured for us to swap places- when I sat on the couch he put my heels on his shoulders and then slid down and dove into my ass- licking around it and then driving his tongue deep inside me. I was a happy moaning pig. Brian and I started making out and moaning together. CJ and Roger had added in a couple of fingers working our holes while tounging them. After a bit we took a break and passed the pipe around again CJ again passed. I asked him if it wasn’t difficult to pass while everyone else was getting high. He said “I’m about to catch up” walked to his bag which he’d brought down with him and pulled out 4 rigs as he asked me “Ever slammed?” I kinda freaked out, said no and asked “what about you guys” Roger said “yeah I do it once in a while” and Brian said “you’re looking at a faggot meth junky- I do it every day” I laughed and said “no way You don’t look like a junky” He replied “high functioning - I go to work every day, I just get spun up to get thru it”. CJ said “I held off partying to have a steady hand to admin you Jay. I figured you’re new to this and want a steady hand if I’m going to admin your first slam.” I looked at Roger and he said “no pressure but I think you’d like it. It’ll make you horny and intensify everything— might make that hot hole even hotter.” I said “ok” tentatively. Roger grabbed my had and lead me to the sling. I hopped in and he had me slide down so my ass was hanging over the edge He patted my belly and said “fun time coming”. He returned to Brian on the couch and I saw Brian take 2 of the rigs and I saw him swab Roger’s arm as CJ did the same to me after tying me off w a elastic strap like Brian did to Roger CJ said “you’ll start panting you may need to cough it’s an intense initial rush but it passes in a couple of minutes and you’ll have a nice steady high.” CJ could tell I wasn’t sure He said “Roger maybe talk to Jay” Roger came over w the rubber band hanging on his arm and leaned down so we were pretty much face to face I couldn’t help myself and put my hand around his semi hard cock He reached a hand down to my hole and gently stuck a finger in. I said “I dunno”. He said “it’s whatever you want. I will say if you’ve thought about trying a slam CJ is very good and while we will all get wild and have some flyin fun this is a pretty mellow place and group . Nothing totally out of control or dangerous will happen.” I said “ok but can I watch you get it first?” “Sure” — he stood up next to me and Brian came over and probed Roger’s arm crook with a finger He then did a quick small jab into a vein he liked. My cock was growing. Brian gently eased the plunger back and a red cloud bloomed inside the syringe Brian said “ready?” Roger winked at me and said “oh yeah” Brian slowly and steadily pushed the plunger in and snapped the band off. Roger had taken the swab from Brian and he held it to the injection spot and raised his hand straight up He didn’t cough but he started breathing fast and deep And he smiled in a dreamy goofy way and said “fuuuuck. Jay I want you to do this” Roger and Brian went back to the couch Roger had one hand on his nipple and the other fingering his hole Brian was getting ready to self admin “How can I say no to that?” I said to CJ . He did the same maneuvers. I watched my own blood register CJ said “ready?” I nodded and he pushed the plunger As he snapped the band off and raised my arm I coughed and immediately tasted metal. I was breathing fast and deep and dropped my free hand to my cock CJ asked “how you doing” I said “so fucking good- so fucking high” Brian had slammed himself and was making out and feeling up Roger all over CJ finally hit himself, pulled his band off and had his arm in the air- panting and smiling. Everyone had stoner eyes.And then the fun really began.

I rushed back and got ready for the interview. I got uber and went to the studio when I arrive a new assistant came out and got me. This guy was young, had tats all over his body from what I could see. Some running up his neck and even on his face. He had a nose ring and a couple other piercings. He introduced himself as Duce. Duce led me to the showers. He had me undress and get in the shower. He watched me as I got in all the way through me cleaning my hole. He said nothing but clearly, he liked what he saw of me, I could see the budge in his pants growing. He soon unleased his pants and out popped a huge dick with a very large and scary PA. I got out and dried off. He told me to bend over, I hesitated. He said, I just need to check your hole. He spread it with his fingers. He said nice as my hole opened for him. He licked it and tongued fucked it. I lifted my leg to give him better access. He had his tongue pierced and I had not noticed that before. His slide it inside me and licked, it tingled a little. He licked and tongue fucked me for five minutes and the pulled out of my hole. I straighten up, he presented his dick to me, and I grabbed it and jacked his huge dick. He said lick it, I did and then I licked his head and the pa. I opened my mouth and he slide his cock in and PA hit the back of my throat and it hurt. I pulled off his dick and started to get dressed. Okay, guess we are done for now. He fished his dick back into his pants and lead me to Wardrobe and the dressed me in something conservative. The tops who fucked me on video, all of them were in one group. They were being asked about what it was like in real time fucking a hot negative boy off PreP. They each shared what it felt like and how hot it was for them and why. Then the director asked them what it felt like when you got his positive test results. One of the tops said, it makes me rock hard, I wanted to go find another negative pussy to fuck. This went on for thirty minutes. They had wrapped up by the time it was my turn. The director asked me in, he gave me a drink saying, Cody we received a letter from your Agent Bryce. He terminated representing you. That is why could pay you directly. We need you to sign some papers today to do that. I signed them. You now represent yourself and will receive 100% of the engagement fee and 50% of all online video streaming. That is great, Cody said. Today, we want to talk about what it was like finding out you were positive, what you plan on doing and stuff like that. I began to cry, they filmed right through it. I told them I had not delt with it yet and it hit me hard. I just wish I had been on PreP before all of this. I wish I could go back. I really started to sob, they just filmed, I tried to collect myself and finally gained my composure. The interview went on, he asked if I knew where I got it? When we finished, he handed me an envelope with $2,0000 in it. You are a natural on film, I said is this all for today, he said it can be. There is more money to be had. Your tops are here. All of the tops from this studio. Would you like to see them? I hesitated; this is a paid event so your choice. I said yes. He led me into a room where the guys were all sitting on couches. They all said, Hi Cody almost in unison. I smiled and waved. There was one chair on the other side, I knew that was for me. The audience has picked four tops they want to fuck you again. We would like to play a game and see if you can guess who the audience picked. For every top you pick, you get $500.00 no strings or $1,500.00 if you agree to do a scene, we had you clean out in case you agreed. The director asked me if I wanted to play the $500.00 game or the $1,500.00 game? I looked around the room and said, $1,500.00. Okay, that is great. Now the four tops who the audience fucks you and the four you choose also to fuck you. Now if you get them all right, only four guys will breed you today, but you could end up with eight. Once you have finished the scene besides any price money you have one, we will also pay you $5,000.00. Cody perked up and said, when can we started. The director said now, you have gotten a good look at the guys with their clothes on. Remember, this is not who you want to fuck you but who the audience picked. Okay, tell me who your first pick is. I picked the director as my first pick. You won $1,500.00, I picked Sam, sorry Sam was not one of the audience choices. I picked the black guy, the director said you have one $1,500.00 dollar, I looked around the room and I saw a tall beasty guy wearing the name Reese and I picked him. The director said, you did well, that makes three for $4,500. Five guys will fuck you. They led me to the stage, there was no audience just camera men. They told me to undress my tops from right to left. Sam was first, I unbuttoned his shirt, then I felt his hot chest and abs. He helped as I pushed his shirt off him. Then I unbuttoned his pants, pushed them down and then slide my fingers in his underwear. Pushed them down, pulled out his big dick and as I went to suck it, the director said, no, only touching right now. I helped him out of his shoes, then his pants and underwear, I looked up at his beautiful body and stood, my hand went to his dick, I jacked it with one hand and cupped his balls with the other. I wanted to kiss his body so bad, suck his dick and eat his hole. I was so horny. The director said number two, I moved over it was the director. I unbuttoned his shirt. He was in decent shape, no abs but lean enough. I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down. Then his underwear and the most beautiful dick was hanging there. Slipped his shoe off and helped him out of his pants and underwear. Then I lifted his beautiful dick, and it began to grow. I jacked it and felt his balls. I knew know why the audience chose him. One by one I undressed them and touched them all over. They taped it all, my lust for what I found out later were all these poz men. Once this part was finished, they sat the guys around and I went to each, orally service them. I got to suck each, but each guy decided it they wanted me to suck their balls and lick their asses. The beast did not want his balls sucked but he let me eat his hole. The black man loved my tongue in his ass, the first black guy and fuck his hole was so hot! Once they had all that filed, I was time for me to get fucked. The guys came around in an orgy style and basically used me, the director grabbed me first, lubed up my hole and side in while I alternated between the black guy and Sam. They each fucked in what every position they liked, the black guy shot his load and left stage but the other four each gave me two loads each. I was double fucked for two hours. I was a lone on stage. Laying on a padded table. The director told me how impressive that was. He doubled my money and said, that was a $10,000. 00 shoot. I thanked him and told him how hot it was. He said, there is a chance to make another $5,000.00. He brought Duce out on stage. I would pay you to let Duce fist you, $8,500 if he fists you and fucks you. Duce bring him something to drink while he decides. I looked at the director and said, I just don’t think I can do it, I need to learn when to stop. Thank you for the opportunity. If anything, else come up where I can make some money, please let me know. Okay, a little disappointed but I understand. Maybe Duce can use you on another day. I drank my drink; Duce took me back to the showers and left me there. I cleaned up. The director appeared. He asked me if I needed a ride, I told him yes and after I cleaned up off, we left.

It was Thursday, Brian text to see if we were still on, I text him back and said, yes but I will confirm later. I signed on to Squirt. The straight guy who was supper rough and hit me several times send me an email. I immediately deleted it. Fuck him. Although he had a huge dick, he is just too rough. There was also a message from the hot straight guy. He texts that he would be free at 3 PM. Tell me both of you fags will be here. I emailed him back that we would both be there. Then I sent an email, have another fag who would be up for servicing a hot straight guy. He sucked but no throat fucking but love to eat ass. Maybe more than this faggot. Think you would find him of service sometime? His email back, that will be your call, I need at least one of you fags to throat fuck. Two was hot. I do love my hole eaten so yea I am up for that. Also, I need to know before you arrive at my room who is coming. Two throat fags or one throat fag and one rimming fag. Okay? I emailed him back that, yes, I would let him know. Then I text Wes he would up for it. Wes text back, excellent. You want me to blow my poz load in his ass without saying a word? Fuck Yes. Hot! I said, I will be in touch. Brian and I were there at 3 PM. I let the straight guy know that two throat fags were downstairs. We went up and again it all played out like before. Brian gave him two loads and I gave him one and he shot in my mouth. When I got home, the straight guy messaged me and said, 6 PM. Confirm and let me know who is coming. You are throat fag one by the way. I text Wes, is 6 PM or 10 PM better for you. He texts 6 PM. I emailed the straight guy that Throat fag 1 with Rimming fag will be there at 6 PM. I confirmed with Wes, he said, let me come by your place and I will give you a ride to the hotel and back. I agreed and text him Bryce’s address. I answered a bunch more ads for rooms to rent, a few emailed back saying without a job they would not rent to me. I text my parents to see if they could co-sign for a lease at an apartment. My mother agreed but wanted to know how I was going to pay for it. I told her Jeff sent me a settlement and I had lots of money and could borrow on a student loan. She told me to keep the money she sent, and she would do what she needed to so I could get an apartment. I went to looks some apartments that morning and early afternoon. I picked one, I filled out my portion, they contacted my mother and she finished hers. They said they would let me know by end of Friday. I told them it would be great if I could move in on Monday or Tuesday. She said she would see what she could do. Went back to the Bryce’s and showered and got ready. Met Brian at the hotel at 2:50 he was again commando, he told me he had not cum in the last 24 hours so that straight guy was going to get a huge load. I smiled his dick was rock hard from what I could see. I emailed the straight guy and he said he was ready to come up. We went up, he fucked our throats, he was even more brutal this time. He seemed to need to work out something. Then get got up on the bed on all four and put his head in a pillow. Brain began again and ate his hole. He tongue fucked him deep and the straight guy loved it. Moaning while I licked and sucked his head. He lubed up his finger and slide it in, the straight guy moaned louder. Then two fingers and I heard a whimper then moans, Brian withdrew, lubed up his cock and the guy's hole and slide in and slow fucking him as some really moaning began. Fuck this guy loved getting fucked. Brian picked up the pace and soon he was shooting inside the guy. I pulled off and took his place and licked and at Brian’s cum from his hole and tongue fucked him and then fucked for seven minutes or so lasting a little longer and shot my load in him. Brian got back in place and fucked harder, the moaning had a different sound, Brian stood up with his dick inside and held the guy's hips and fucked his ass hard and the guy moaned and as a point said of fuck, that feels so fucking good and he shot in mouth as I was sucking on his head and Brian shot a minute later. I pulled off and Brian pulled out and we backed up into the darkness and the guy got up and went into the bathroom and we took off. On the way down Brian said, fuck, did you hear him the second time while I was fucking him. I said yes, he said he fucking loves it. We left and he said, if he wants more, I am ready. I love that ass. The guy emailed me before I could even get back. He said, 6:30 please confirm. I emailed him back and said, Throat fag 1 and Rimming fag will be there at 6:30. The guys said, great! I sent Wes and email and told him the straight guy said 6:30 still up for that. He texts back that that works even better. It seemed like the longest two and half hours. My heart would race each time I thought about it. Wes is one hot guy, I kept wanting to jack off but decided to save my load for the straight guy. Wes arrives at my place at 6:10, he texts he was there. I met him at his car, I filled Wes in on the way over. The guys said was going to fuck my throat until he was ready for rimming. You rim him first and then let me and I will fuck him and breed his ass and then You can lube up and slide inside him while I suck his dick. Okay? Wes said, I like this side of you boy, you have this all planned out. I will follow your lead. Once we were at the hotel, he kept saying, you really need to let me fuck you again and my two buddies. I said, we will talk about that. I emailed the straight guy and he said he was ready. Make the rimming guy knows he is going to suck my cock but no hands. I turned to Wes. He wants to suck his cock, but he will not throat fuck you. You cannot touch him till you are rimming him, Okay. Wes said sure whatever. We got up to his room and we both got on our knees. He throat fucked me and then said Fag two open your mouth. He slid in and made Wes gag, then he went back to me, and throat fucked me. He pulled out and made Wes suck his cock and again Wes Gagged. He did this a third time and Wes did better on that huge cock, The guy pulled out and went over on the bed and said rim my straight ass. I started sucking his cock and Wes rimmed him. The guy moaned like a little whore. Wes is good at rimming and slide fingers inside. He pulled off I got in back and slide my back inside him and fucked him for four minutes this time, I was so worked up and shot inside him. Wes got back in place and fingered his hole. He got two inside him and deep and then pulled out and pressed his big dick on his hole. The guy pushed back, and it popped inside, it must have been the biggest cock he ever had. He moaned and whimpered as Wes moved his big dick deeper inside him. He tried to pull forward but Wes held his hips and spread his legs a little so he could get a better angle. That guy was making noises I had not heard before. He slow fucked him, and straight guy’s hole relaxed enough for him to really enjoy it. The moans were deeper with no pain attached to them from the sounds of it. He used his hole for fifteen minutes, then pressed his ass down, making me pull out from under him and he soon had him flat on the bed, he turned him on his side, lifted his leg giving me great access to his dick. He fucked him hard, and those sharp toned moans started again, I sucked his dick deep, and he shot in my mouth and a minute or so later Wes shot inside him. We stay inside him and then slowly pulled off, I had pulled back into the darkness, so did he. The guy laid there while we got dressed and left. I looked back and saw his hot body face down and the bubble butt up. We gave me a high five. Little dude, that as amazing. He was fucking tight, if he wants more, I want to give him more. He took me back to Bryce’s place and pulled out his dick and said clean off that straight man from my cock. I did and sucked him hard again. I sucked him till he shot in my mouth and then he said, you need to give me that ass soon! I kept checking Squirt, nothing from the Straight guy. Two hours went by, the email read, need a throat fag and rimming fag for 10 PM. I text Wes, he wants us back at 10 PM. You made an impression on him. I text Brian that it looked like it would only a breeding in the morning. I will let you know as soon as I do. I confirmed with the straight guy that we would be there, Throat Fag 1 and Rimming Fag. Email when you are downstairs. Again, Wes picked me up and we headed over. I emailed the straight guy and he said I am ready. We went and it played out much like the first time. Straight guy fucked my throat, while he liked making Wes gag, then he got up on the bed and said rim me fags. Wes got up and started to tongue his hole as he pushed his legs forward making it impossible to slide in from the side. I was able to slide under Wes and Straight guy and suck his dick. Wes was eating away at his hole and then lubed up, his cock and slide a finger, then two. Pulled out, rubbed his big dick on the guy's hole, leaned down and let poppers drop in front of him. The straight guy seemed to know what they were and opened them and hit them twice on each side. Wes slide in, slowly stretching him all the till he bottomed out. The guy hit the poppers, Wes started to slow fuck him, the straight guy said oh god! Fucking A that is big. Wes picked up and fucked him for ten minutes like that and the guy moaned and told Wes how great it felt. We motioned for me to slide out and I did. He pushed the straight guy down after pulled his legs back and again slide him over and held his leg up and fucked the straight guy's hole hard and long. The straight guy kept babbling, Fuck, oh my god, he finally said fuck me. Wes picked up the pace, I sucked the guy's cock and licked it all over. Wes’s breathing got heavy; I slide my head down on the guy's cock. The straight guy held my head and fucked my mouth with Wes Inside him and two minutes later that was all Wes could take, Wes shot inside the straight man and kept fucking him till the straight guy flooded my mouth with his cum. We both backed off, the straight guy collapsed again. This time on the way out, I looked back, and the guys was rubbing his hole spent. I was not sure I would hear from him, Wes told me that was one of the hottest scenes yet when he dopped me off. He pulled his dick out and told me to clean it off and I did. He shot another load and I swallowed it. Then he said, thanks little throat fag 1, always love straight ass. An hour later, I heard from the straight guy. Checking out at noon tomorrow. I am free at 10:30 for throat fag 1 and throat fag 2. That was all he said, I emailed him that we would be there. Brian and I went, it played out like each time before, Brian gave him to loads and I gave him one. Brian left and I grabbed a coffee and watched the straight guy walk across the lobby to grab his uber for the airport.

I curled up on the bed, then I decided I needed to go to the bookstore and work this out. I cleaned out and headed over. I text the older guy with the PA. asking if he and his friend would be there. He texts me back, when are heading over. Now, I text. Let me text a few buds and see if anyone is available. I started walking, a text came back. See you in 15 minutes. I came in just as two hot guys were leaving. They had been in booth seven, could only imagine how that started. I waited five minutes and in walked the PA guy and two buds followed. The blind guy was there and new guy. He looked military, 28, had tats and a crew cut. The military guy looked me up and down. I started to go into the booth and PA guy came in with me. He tapped the booth to the right and Military guy slide through a long thick dick. It was a surprise that he was uncut. I leaned down and sucked his dick for a couple minutes and then PA tapped the other glory hole and the blond guy slide his cock through. Long thick and cut. I licked and sucked his dick. Then he told me, both seven is waiting for you. These two guys are going to fuck you. I opened the booth we were in and walked to seven. The blond guy came out first and then Military. The blond guy came in and kissed me, when military tapped on the door the blond guy unlatched it. We were making out when there was pounding on the door telling us to put money in. The blond guys said, come over to my place and we can have some fun. I agreed and once the attendant had left, we slipped out and four of us walked to the Blond's apartment. When we arrived, the blond told me to undress. The lights were off the three guys also undressed and PA had me suck his dick while the two guys went into the bedroom. PA brought me in, and the blond was on the bed. He lubed up my ass and slide his fingers in me and said, go ride that big dick. You loved his dick last time. I got up on the bed, grabbed his dick and slide it into my hole and lowered myself on him. He pulled me forward and fucked me for a couple minutes, Military guy was fucking my mouth while the blond used my hole. He pulled out and PA fed me his cock and PA went around and pressed his dick against my hole and forced his way inside me and they both fucked me for ten minutes and military shot his load inside me. He pulled out, came around and fed me his cock to clean off. PA was next to push in, he went in easier, and he fucked me and soon came inside me, and he took Militaries place, I sucked his dick. He had taken out his PA to DP me. That is why he went in so easy. I heard the front door, military was gone, then PA left. The blond told me to ride his dick while he texts a couple buds. Five minutes later I heard the door, a guy got on the bed and pushed me forward, pressing his cock against my hole and he finally popped in. He said, fucking tight hole he fucked me, it hurt. I heard the door, and another guy came in and he fed me his cock. Nice thick uncut dick. Soon the blond shot inside me. The new uncut guy took the blonds place on the bottom, and he told me to slide on him. I did and the guy in back shoved his dick in me and pounded my hole till he shot inside me and pulled out and left. The blonde was in the shower, The guy inside me still pushed me to the side and told me to spread my legs and he fucked me till he came inside me. He grabbed me and took me to the living room and said, better get dressed, Mike never likes the bottom to still be here when he gets out of the shower. I rushed to get my clothes on, shut the door and walked home to my empty apartment. I text Bryce to see if I could crash at his place. He said, sure but only for a few days. I went over, the key was where he said it would be and I went in, I was able to watch TV and I poured myself a couple shot to take this dull pain away. I spent the night chilling; I did not answer any texts or calls. I feel asleep with the TV on in the living room. I woke up and checked my voicemail, there was a call from the social worked to call her back. It came in last night and she said my drugs were approved and are ready for pick up. I got around and rushed to the bus station and an hour later I was at the clinic. I picked up the pills and took my first dose. I felt better already. I got back on the bus and headed back. I got call from the clinic and they said, the Doctor Ryan has an opening at the clinic on your side of town tonight at 6 PM. He usually never books that time but for you he has agreed. I told him I would be there, they said they would email the address. I got home and it was already 1 PM, I got text from John asking to see me. He said he had a late lunch but needed to see me. I went over at 3PM, he welcomed me and took me into the back room. We made out and he pushed down my shorts, ate my hole and then lubed up his cock and fucked me for ten minutes till he came. He turned me around and said, can you spend the night with me tonight. I told him yes, He said come over tonight at 10 PM I have a long day today. By the time I got back to Bryce’s place it was 4 PM, I grabbed a bite, used my laptop to do some homework till 5:30 and headed to the clinic. I headed to the clinic, I waited in the lobby and the receptionist left. It left the male nurse and the Doctor. Cody, the nurse said, come back to room four. I followed him to room four, he handed me a gown telling me to get undressed completely and Doctor Ryan would be in. I was sitting there naked, the nurse came back in and said, change of plans. He wants you in room one. Leave your clothes here, you will come back here when you are finished. The nurse placed me on a table with my legs out in stirrups, my gown pulled up. Doctor Ryan told me to restrict your ability to have an orgasm. I understand that when he examined you earlier you had one. He would like to be able to complete the exam without you having another orgasm. He placed my balls clasped in metal sleeves keep my balls from moving. He then caged my dick. Finally, he put gloves on and lubed my hole and slide a metal piece inside me and lubed up my insides. Okay, Cody, the doctor wanted to know a few things. You said you only took one Poz load and the guy lied about it, is that right? I hesitated but said Yes. Since then, have you jacked off at all about poz guys or cum? Again, I hesitated and said No. Cody, it is important that you are honest here. This is a safe space. Okay, the guy did not lie, he told me he was positive, and we agreed he would not cum inside me, but he did. Oh, so you let the positive guy fuck you bare. Yes, I love bare cock. I told him we should wait but he slid inside anyway. I see, so you have difficulty saying no when you are horny. Is that correct? Yes, that is very correct. This one is always hard for bottoms to answer. How many individual loads have you taken, not tops but the actual loads? Doc thinks it is best to give you multiple choice. Less than 10, less than 20, less than 40 or less then 50 and finally more than 50. I hesitated, Cody, there is no judgement. More than 50 I said quickly. Orally and anally. Okay so you really do love cum. What is the biggest dick you have taken? 11.5 and several beer can, thick dicks. Ever been fisted? Yes! Do you like being fisted? Yes, If you could be fisted or fucked with a huge cock and the guy cums inside you which, would you rather. The guy who cums inside me. I am going to leave the light off, it will help you relax for the examination. I heard the door and then felt a hand on my stomach, then he felt my dick and balls. Moved to my hole, a finger slipped in, then another. Soon he had four inside me and then he pulled out. Then he pressed what felt like a baseball club inside me. It did not want to go inside me. He pulled away. The fingers entered again, this time he pressed harder, and his thumb went inside me. Soon he had his fist inside, and I was moaning. Then his big dick pressed up against my hole. I remember that I should push out and I started to push out and soon his dick was inside me. My hole was still tight around his elephant dick. I heard spray and impact was put on a rag and put in my mouth. I opened some and he started to slowly fuck me and soon he was fucking me at a nice rhythm. Then I heard him grunt as he shoved inside me, he stayed there till he dick softened, and it slide out. I could not believe what had just happened. Five minutes later the doctor came in and said, Hi Cody, sorry for making you wait. I see you met Travis the nurse. He asked you lots of questions and I am looking over your answers. I am a bit concerned that you take so much raw cum inside you not being on PreP. Once your results are back, we really need to start that. I am going to put my glove on now and see if the abrasion in your hole has changed any. This may be uncomfortable. You and use these if you need to. He tossed me poppers. He sat down, I could not see him, but I felt his fingers in my loosened-up hole. It had to have cum from whoever fucked me. He slid two, three and then four. He twisted back and forth I all I could do I moan much like ai did when the guy was fucking me. He slides his thumb beside his fingers and worked my hole and his fist went inside me. He worked my hole and soon he was up the forearm. That is good Cody, you are doing great. I had been hitting the poppers to help. He slowly pulled out and said, it is the same. That’s good Cody. Now, it is important to let that hole relax. I am going to turn the lights off. Rest! Again, someone came in, this time they went straight for my hole. A baseball bat sized cock pushed against my hole. It seemed different and slowly slide inside me. This time whoever it had fucked me hard and long for ten minutes and show his load inside me. I heard him say hot hole. Then he pulled out and disappeared out of the room. From the table I could not see the door open and close just the light and darkness. I thought fuck, this is a doctor's office. When the nurse came back in and cleaned up my hole he said. All finished. I have made you another appointment for Wednesday at the same time. He unleased my penis along with my balls and helped me down and walked me back to my clothes and said, I will leave you in here to get dressed. You may leave through the yellow door when you are finished. I left, in a daze, this was entirely fucked up. I rushed back to Bryce’s and jacked off. I did some homework and answered some texts from my mother and family. I had reached out form some money and I had already received $3,000.00 to help me get stabilized. I also started looking for a place to rent. Just a room to rent for now. I send out several emails but nothing yet. I was killing time; a text came in from Wes. When can have that hot neg hole again? Not until I am on PreP. Sorry, just started PEP and need to finish that and then start PreP. He said, okay I get it. How about you come by tomorrow and we can just suck each other. We can do that till you are on PreP right? Make out? Let me eat your hole. Let me think about, hit me up tomorrow. I had two loads deep inside me and I was heading over to John's place. I needed to focus. Around 9:30 I headed over to Wes’s place. He kissed me and even had a present for me. I opened it and it was a cock ring. He asked me to put it on. I did, it was bright blue, Wes said it looked great on me. He helped me take the rest of my clothes off and then led me to the bedroom. I got up on the bed as he undressed, his dick rock hard. He got on top of me and kissed me, then slowly lifted my legs up and pressed his now lubed dick against my hole and it slipped inside. He fucked me for twenty minutes and shot inside, he then turned me to my side and kissed my neck and soon he was hard again, and he slide inside me and fucked for thirty minutes and shoved deep grunting loudly as he shot. When I woke up, he fucked me one more time this time making me cum all over my chest. We showed and again, toast and fruit. Then I was off my way, later that day I took my HIV test that Bryce sent. I thought nothing of it I went to the store and came back. It said, I was positive. That cannot be. I took another one, this time I watched it and this one came back positive also. I took the third test; it was fucking positive. I reached out to Bryce, he asked if I took my test the studio was asking. I snapped a picture and sent it to him. He said, nothing but what is your Zelle, I received a notification that $5,000 was deposited in my account from a corporation. I asked him what that was. He said, it was part of the deal. You held up your end, this was the final payment. He said, I will send you a video explain it all to you. By the way, the movers will be there this coming Monday to get my stuff. You will need to find a place by then. That is all he said, I text him a couple more times and I only got, Bryce cannot talk right now. He will text you when he can. I was numb. What the fuck now. I sat in the living room and wondered who, how? Was it Wes? Someone else? I looked up how long it takes, and it said two weeks or more. It was not Wes then or the two random guys. I shut my phone off and sat in the dark for the next three hours. I cried and took several walks after and even took a dip in the pool which I had not done in a long time. I signed on to Squirt later and I got a message from the straight guy I had fucked. He said he would be back tomorrow. He wanted to use my throat again. I decided that was harmless. I asked what time and he said be here at 7PM. Once I check in, I will send you my room number.

I don’t agree. I consider myself primarily a top and choose add over mouth the majority of the time. I have known subs who only enjoyed one or the other. If, and when, I take cock, I prefer it in the ass. I might suck his cock to prep him so I can sit on it and ride it to a creamery finish. Definitely don’t enjoy cum in my mouth, but trying to work on that.

Quick Sniffies hookup yesterday. The guys profile was very close to me and showed a really nice uncut cock as his picture. His stats said he was 21 and had labeled himself straight-curious. My boyfriend was working from the office so I was definitely hunting for some cum before he got back. I sent a few photos of my ass and he responded right away with messages that told me had broken English but that we were on the same page. "I fuck ass?" was all I really needed from him to send my address; "5 minute" he responded. He shows up at my door and he's a Latino guy, shoulder length hair with some tattoos. It's freezing in Toronto this week so he's bundled up. I try and make some small talk as we head to the bedroom but it's obvious he doesn't understand and the only thing he says is "yes cold." But whatever, he's soon naked and I'm sucking his dick, it's such a rush to put a soft cock in your mouth and feel it slowly grow and expand in your mouth. This boy is moaning and I'm taking him down my throat. Before he arrived I had prelubed, I find some foreign guys can be sticklers for condoms, but if your hole is already wet, they'll often just slide in. At this point he was lying on his back so I quickly slid up from between his legs, straddled him, and slipped his raw dick inside me. He didn't protest, just closed his eyes and sighed. I started milking his cock with my hairy hole and my dick was slapping against his stomach as I bounced up and down. I was doing some dirty talk but he remained totally silent until eventually he tapped my thigh and said "I cum" and I felt his whole body tense up, knowing he was dumping his seed inside me. I slid off him and he got dressed in silence again, giving me a small smile before he left. If breeding a total stranger is what counts as straight curious today, then hell yeah, I'm all about it.

I came across the asian splooge video again.....A must watch

I always thought of sucking dick as foreplay with fucking as the ultimate goal. I believe that even gay men have a basic instinct to breed and inseminate. For us it's an anus rather than a vagina. Planting my seed or taking a man's semen is also a more intimate action and, in most cases, requires the bottom to be a bit more submissive....It's also riskier, which adds to the excitement. Just as a female does not risk pregnancy from swallowing cum, while getting fucked often ends up in pregnancy, a man swallowing cum is much less at risk of being knocked up when compared to taking nut in his butt

Dude! That is insanely hot. Now you've given this dirty old man a boner and I'm gonna need to JO.

Perfect, Love a nice hairy hole

Hell yes forced fucking at its best. Tied unable to stop top, teasing hole Asking me how his poz cock feels n starts slidin it inside me. Telling me how good I feel, don't fight it you need my poz cock. Trying to get him off till he's balls deep then broken accept my fate n beg have m to give me his dirty load

Always wanted a safe discreet glory hole just as you walk in and close the door behind you! After remembering I have a spare solid wooden door I can replace for the partially glazed entrance door I have - my brain mouth and hole went into overdrive. All I have to do is cut a perfect large enough hole - cock height in the door - sand or cushion it and away we go. So there you can come in the front door - close it behind you - turn on the light or not and push your horny hard cock through the hole for the well-deserved service of it's life! Now to advertise discretely on cruise sites and dating sites - any advice as to where apart from our number one site here. Or if you want to try it out for size DM me for discrete details.

Most folks have a laptop, for which they also subscribe to one of the 'security' companies that offer protection from viruses, hackers, etc. Most also offer a VPN service. I can't imagine anyone (other than a computer-geek) not subscribing to one of these services, and given the potential threats, also a VPN. The one I use offers the ability to change where you "live" from - oh - say Fort Lauderdale, to any other major city in the world ... for instance, Copenhagen (where I currently "am" at this very moment). It can still take several attempts to arrive at BZ, but finally it works. Once the current administration messes up some of the larger targets they're aiming at, they'll get around to us, presumably. So, I'll enjoy BZ - as I have for the past number of years - and hope the dullards get dumped in 4 years. If that doesn't pan out, then I've enjoyed what we all shared here, and be grateful for what was.

I hope this red wave is only one time moment. I hope Americans ( doubt it) can see the real truth to come out. I’m tired of the billionaires agendas.

Totally correct @topblkmale - growing up here allowed me to indulge in an amazing variety of men from teenagerhood on - when I toured in Musicals in 42 states here, I was shocked to discover how unusual New York actually was, and how many Cities were very vanilla and very much NOT diverse like NY... London, Berlin, and Amsterdam - yeah, but even many foreign cities were very monocultural...

Roundup of other stories I was asked for this in a DM so sharing it here: Adventures of Wes and the Bear Getting Serviced in Alabama. [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/84642-getting-serviced-in-alabama/ Wesley, the Big Black Bear, and the Bear’s Family [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/84843-wesley-the-big-black-bear-and-the-bear’s-family/ Daddy Mark and Daddy Bill Mark Fucks Me Deep [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/79343-mark-fucks-me-deep/ Daddy Bill and Matty Boy [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/79419-daddy-bill-and-matty-boy/ Master Tom Trains Matty [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/79521-master-tom-trains-matty/ Inland Ocean Landscaping Making the Twink Their Boy [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/84956-making-the-twink-their-boy/ The Turkish Men Punish Jeff [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/84992-the-turkish-men-punish-jeff/ Other The Prince and the Ginger [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/79703-the-prince-and-the-ginger/

Hope some of you like this one, my first post on BZ

Two bottoms can keep each other much happier than two tops can

Here is mine, smooth.

Nelson shifted his weight onto Raymond. The pressure caused him to panic more. “Calm 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?” 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. “Remember, I’m in charge.” 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. “Eyes on me, faggot.” 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. “Open up.” 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. “Swallow, faggot.” 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. “Damn, you got this bitch trained.” Raymond moved his eyes and caught sight of the guest. He was shorter than Nelson, maybe around 5’9” 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. “You know it,” Nelson replied and gave his friend a quick fist bump. “He’s a work in progress, but we’ve got all night to break him in.” 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. “Open up, sweetie,” 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. “Head 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. “That’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?” A nod. “Good 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. “You’re no dummy, I’m sure you know what this is.” “Crystal meth?” “And Bingo was his name-o.” “I’m guessing today was your first time with it,” he asked while flicking the torch and melting the contents. A nod. “Cool," 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.” 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. “Hit that 4 times. I want to see how much your lungs can hold, you got that, kiddo?” 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. “He’s perfect,” Raymond thought. As if reading his mind, Raymond said, “Three more, faggot.” Raymond was brought back to the present and once again went through the routine and filled the air with another large plume of smoke. “Not bad, kiddo, but I think you can do better.” 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, “One more, kiddo,” 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, “Keep sucking on that pipe, faggot. Keep sucking for me. Make me proud.” Raymond’s lungs were on fire but he was on a mission. Finally, he was beyond capacity and held it. “Come closer, Blow that shit all over this dick.” 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. “You can do better than that,” 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. “Look at me, mother fucker!” 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. “Watch the fucking teeth!” he said with a small slap to the temple, “I am going to let you off. I need you to work as much spit as you can all over my cock. Understand?” 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, “Now, 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?” 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. “Keep looking at me, kiddo. I want to see your mouth stretched to its limit.” He punctuated the sentence with a thrust upward. Raymond tried to react by moving off, but Raymond held his head tightly in place. “I know this isn’t your first rodeo, slut. Open that goddamned throat.” 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.

I went over to the couch and managed to pick Katie up and take her to her bedroom. She flopped down on the bed and sighed. I got changed into something more comfortable, just a tank top and shorts, when I closed the drawer the container of poppers rolled out from under another pair of shorts. My cock twitched, betraying me, I put the tiny bottle in my pocket. As I exited the room I set up her umbrella against her door so if she opens it, I'll hear it and have enough warning. I enter the living space to find Cory and Stephen on the couch kissing and playing with each other. Stephen called me over. "Hmm, you need a better outfit, Cory," he said patting him on the ass "go give him something to wear." Cory smiled and got up and pulled me to the bedroom. "Have you ever worn a jock strap?" he said opening a drawer. "No is that those ass-less things?" "Yes, Damn you straight boys are boring nowadays. Here." he handed me a tiny piece of fabric. "lets see it". I slowly dropped my shorts and stepped into the jock, pulling it up all the way. It felt super strange, very exposed. "Really? Nasty pig?" I said finally reading the words on the strap. "I saw you that night, you're a nasty pig, just in training. Put this tank top on." I put the tight tank top on, grabbed my shorts and walked out to Stephen with Cory behind me. "Atta girl, I just let Danny into the building, you should let him in." As he finished that sentence the door opened and there stood Danny smiling. "Oh what a great surprise!" he said walking up to me, inspecting and circling me. His hand rested on the waistband and traveled along the rim to my back, he dropped his hand and gave my ass a squeeze. "On your knees bitch, I haven't cum yet today I'm over due." I got on my knees in front of him, I could see a bulge in his shorts. "He is not a big guy, there's no way his cock is this big" I thought to myself. "Come on sweetie, bring out your treat" I reached up and tucked my fingers under the waistband of his shorts and pulled down, He cock sprang free from his underwear underneath and gently slapped my cheek. My mouth opened a bit in surprise. And then I realized I must have looked like one of those countless porns with "cock reactions" from the girls. "Go slow first, kiss all over my cock." I did as I was told, kissing the base, the underside, the sides and of course the head. His hand started to gently caress my head, running through my hair. "Lets go to the couch." Danny said stepping over to the couch and sitting next to Stephen. Stephen patted the couch next to him and I got on my knees facing him and Danny, reaching over Stephen to take Danny's massive cock into my mouth. Stephens hand rubbed my lower back, my ass and my legs. Danny's cock tasted freshly washed and was really putting a strain on my mouth and jaw, I'm barely in it. Danny's hands helped guide my head up and down his shaft. I did my best to take him as deep as I could, but I couldn't help but gag. He was gentle about it, when I would gag he would let up and slow down. He seemed to get close and he stopped me, "He needs some loving too." I felt a mouth press against my exposed asshole and a hand fished my cock out of the jock strap. then Stephens hand grabbed my hand, I was jacking Stephen off with my free hand, as I started to go down on Danny again trying my best to make him cum. Cory was jerking my cock while eating my ass, I had never felt a sensation like it before, his tongue working in and out, all around my puckered hole. Danny got worked quickly, moaned and grabbed my head again forcing my head down as he came into my mouth. Stream after stream coating my mouth, they were right, it was sweet. Stephen extended his legs and sighed, his foot kicking my shorts and I heard the bottle of poppers leave the pocket and roll across the floor, and everything stopped, I gulped. "You dirty slut, when were you planning on taking those?" Stephen said. "Right now" Danny said. "Go get it on your hands and knees" he said playfully slapping my face. I stepped down to the floor and crawled across the room to grab the poppers. I turned around and all three guys had their cocks in their hands gently stroking and watching me. "Go ahead". I shook the bottle, took a hit and was starting to feel really good. "Go to the bathroom and get in the tub you nasty pig" Danny said. Stephen and Cory both acted excited, "ooooo" and they got up and went to their bedroom as I got up and went to the bathroom, Danny following me with a hand on my ass. As we entered the bathroom Danny practically slammed the door, he pinned me against it and said "Have you ever kissed a guy?" I shook my head no. "You kiss me like I'm your girlfriend and I might let you leave this bathroom dry." I leaned down to meet his lips and quickly his tongue entered my mouth, we kissed for quite a while and other than the bit of scruff I'm not used to, it was pretty hot. My cock was pressing against the jock strap. Danny stopped the kiss, reached for my hand where the poppers were and lifted it up. "take 2 hits, 1 in each nostril. Then tell me you what you think I brought you in here for" I took the two hits as told and I could feel my inhibitions leave me. "You were going to piss on me?" I asked. "Do you want me to piss on you?" "I want you to do what you want," came out of my mouth. "what the fuck" I thought. "In the tub piggy" he said giving my ass a big slap. I opened the curtain and climbed in the tub getting on my knees. "You don't have to drink it all but you do need to try 1 mouthful." he said. I stared up at him and saw him relax as he let out a sigh. a stream of off clear piss trickled to my knees, up to my thighs, getting more powerful as he went up my body to my face, I opened my mouth and let it fill up. I tried to swallow but it was tough, as I struggled to figure it out. He let the stream wet my hair and continue to coat my body. *Clunk* I came to my senses. The umbrella I set up in Katies room had fell over. She's awake. There was a knock at the door. Danny called out, "1 second sweatheart". He motioned to open my mouth again, his stream filling my mouth. I swallowed it, he handed me the poppers and said "2 more hits". "Fuck" I thought, "what is he going to do!" he flushed the toilet clocked the curtain and opened the door. "Hey sweetie here you go." and I heard Katie enter the bathroom, sit and use the toilet. I was terrified, sitting in the tub less that 3 feet away, in a jock strap, covered in piss. I lifted the bottle to my nose and took a slow and deep hit of the poppers. Katie sniffled, finished, got up and left the bathroom, I heard her go back to her room and shut the door. I relaxed in the tub. I can't believe I didn't get caught. The door opened again and I practically jumped. "Oh. My. God." I heard Stephen say, "I can't believe you didn't get caught." "I know me too" I said about to get up. "Ah ah ah, stay there, we have to go you nasty little piggy" Both Cory and Stephen were standing there, semi soft cocks in hand pointed at me. The streams started to flow in the same way Danny's started, on my knees, all the way up to my face. "Did you drink Danny down?" Cory asked. I nodded. "Then open up" Stephen said. My mouth quickly filled with their piss and spilled all over me. they were done faster than Danny. "Danny wanted to fuck your ass but wanted to know if you ever tested POZ." "I tested negative last week." "Oh fuck" Cory said. "Isn't that a good thing?" I asked. "Yes," Stephen said, "Unless Thomas finds out, then he won't rest until he converts you" "Let's hope he never finds out then" I said standing up. "We're happy you're neg...for now. We have a lot of friends that want a piece of your ass." Cory said. "Yeah it will be a lot easier to share you" Stephen said. "That's funny guys, we'll see." "Rinse off and join us tonight. We get a piece first"

After most of the men in the bar had wandered over and fucked me, there was a pause in proceedings. I was hanging helplessly over the bar stool, sweaty and gasping for breath. "How do you feel?" he asked, lifting my chin and staring at me. "I...I'm...I can feel it dripping out of me." I gasped. "Can't have that, can we?" he remarked as he disappeared behind me. I felt him wipe his cock between my cheeks, gathering up the sperm leaking from my hole then, with a grunt of pleasure he slid his cock easily into my cunt which was now puffy and swollen. "Ah, yes!" he signed, "So much cum in there. I wonder which load will take and knock you up?" After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew, ordering me to squeeze my arsehole shut so I didn't leak to much. He slapped my sweaty buttocks and said "Good little pig. I'm going for a drink. Catch you later." Then he turned and my eyes followed his sunken, wrinkled bottom as he headed for the bar. I levered myself off the stool, took a deep breath and headed for the toilet to take a piss. The toilets were off to one side, basic, no doors on the cubicles and very dirty and smelly. I stepped into a cubicle to piss. In the next one, an old guy was bending over the bowl being fucked by a younger man wearing motorcycle boots and with an obvious biohazard tattoo on his hip. The old guy alternately gasped and cooed "Oooh!...baby...fuck it! Cum in me!" Despite a growing hard-on, I managed to finish pissing. I couldn't ignore the activities in the adjoining cubicle. The younger man began to growl in pleasure as he worked himself to a climax and with a loud cry he spurted noisily before pulling out and strolling off. I headed for the bar and as I did so, I passed in front of the cubicle where the old guy looked back over his shoulder and wiggled his wet, sagging bottom lewdly at me, extending the invitation "Your turn, dearie," his voice high-pitched and lisping, and, perhaps to remove all doubt, he asked "Want to fuck me?" I was sorely tempted but I was so over-excited I knew I would cum straight away and I didn't want to cum yet.... "Maybe later," I mumbled as I moved on. Seconds later a man passed me on the way in and I heard the high-pitched voice give him the exact same pitch: "Your turn dearie...want to fuck me?" Outside, the lights had been turned down low and the music up loud. It was filling up with guys of all ages and body shapes, all naked and all eager to breed. I was aware of my wet and swollen arse hole and my erection swaying in front of me. Multiple glittering eyes checked me out and with a deep sigh I stepped into the crowd....

Matt was dreaming, a pound sensation happening over and over again. He could feel his cock swell and harden in his dream-like state. He fantasized about taking raw cock. He imagined his teammates like Bryan, a soccer stud and football god, holding him down, forcing him to take his cock. He picture Diego, a hot latino buddy of his with a lean body and tan skin, shoving his cock into his mouth, forcing Matt to gag on his uncut latino dick. This dream was making Matt's cock swell. Next his teammates morphed into different versions of themselves. Bryan had pierced nipples and a pierced cock, sporting a big scorpion tattoo on the side of his abdomen, sweet dripping down his abs as he forced Matt to take his cock balls deep. Matt knew he was fantasizing about Bryan being poz, a leather cockring around his 7 inch cock. Likewise, Diego sported a big biohazard tat just above his cock and below his hairless, perfect abs. He looked gaunt and leaner than Matt had remembered. Fuck this was a hot dream, Matt thought. Feeling Bryan forcing his poz cock into his tight hole as Diego shoved his cock down his willing throat. Slowly the fucking became more intense, Matt feeling the momentum ripple through his whole body, like he was quickly swinging back and forth, almost like a hammock. He felt a pinch on his nipple, causing Matt to slightly open his eyes, seeing darkness. Slowly the sound of moaning flooded into his consciousness. It sounded like a group of men all fucking, sucking, gagging on cock. A thick black cock appeared before his eyes, slowly forcing its way into his mouth. Reflexively, Matt opened his mouth, allowing the 9 inch cock to enter his mouth and slide down his throat. His concentration on the black cock was broken by his body being slammed forward, forcing him to bob up and down on the cock. Opening his eyes wider, he was eye level with the torsos of at least five guys. Confused, in a moment of panic, he choked on the cock in his throat and tried to lift his head. "Well, looks like Matt is finally wake," Matt heard Trent's familiar voice say. A few men laughed. Matt, the evening rushing back to him, slowly realized who he was with. "Most everyone showed up why you were passed out on G, fag. These are my poz breeding brothers." Matt, eyes adjusting to the darkness, made out that there was at least 8 or 9 guys in the room with him. A muscular latino with a big cock and an emaciated look continued pounding Matt's hole without interruption. Matt couldn't help but think that this guy must be in the late stages of AIDS. His cheeks were prominent on his wasted face, without an ounce of fat on his body. Seeing that, knowing that his poz load may well be lethal caused Matt's hole to tighten up on his cock, hoping to squeeze out the toxic cum he was quickly becoming addicted to. "You passed out from a little to much G, baby," Trent continued, "so we carried you over to a sling room, getting you positioned for everyone to fuck you. You must have taken at least a dozen toxic loads by now." Matt could feel his hole, the soreness now coming to his attention, as the latino guy came in him and an older daddy taking his place within seconds. He felt the older man pulling on his jockstrap. Matt wonder when they had slipped that back on him. He could still feel the cockring he had on early squeezing his limp T dick. He began moaning louder as the daddy fucking him began to thrust faster and faster, the pain in Matt's hole increasing with the onslaught. He felt someone place a bottle in his hand, knowing it was poppers. He held it up to his nose, inhaling deeply, feeling his hole respond by sucking in the cock that was fucking him. "Hit it again," Trent commanded. Matt inhaled, his hole feeling nice and loose, his face flushed. "Again," Trent said. Matt inhaled strongly again. His head beginning to swim from the lack of air and the effects of the poppers. "Again," and Matt dutifully obeyed, his breaths becoming swallower and faster as he attempted to get some air. "Keep going," Trent commanded again, Matt's head rushing and his hands shaking. Someone took the bottle before he spilt it, with Matt barely noticing. He didn't even feel the extra few fingers that had invaded his hole along side the older daddies cock. God, Matt thought, he had never felt so loose before. The older man pulled his cock out after a few more minutes of fucking him, presumably having blasted his DNA all over over Matt's guts. He walked over to Matt's head, forcing him to suck the cum covered cock clean. Matt tasted it, the cum covered cock, a mixture of all the toxic loads that had been dumped in him. He could feel the warmth of the cock, hot from having been buried in his rectum just seconds ago. He even taste a hint of blood, mixed with another flavor. "Fuck," the older man moaned, "this slut loves ass-to-mouth. How does your boypussy taste?," he asked. Matt moaned a muffled yes the best he could, the cock hitting the back of his throat, Matt trying his best to suppress his gag reflex. He noticed his hole was empty and he desperately wanted a cock to fill it. His wish was fulfilled a second later by a random black guy he hadn't seen before. "Fuck," Matt thought, "his cock is fucking thick." It was hurting Matt as much as it felt good, but he was so desperate to get fucked, he wasn't going to say a word. Out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Trent, a small camcorder in hand, filming Matt's corruption on camera. Dan seemed to be filming something similar on his phone. Trent saw Matt looking. "You ready to be a pornstar boy?" "MMhhmmm" Matt moaned, cock in his mouth. The thought of being exposed online got him so hard, his hole tighten around the cock in his hole. Trent got close in with the camera. The cock in Matt's mouth taken out. Trent leaned in, focusing the camera on Matt's face. "You ready for another toxic load faggot?" "Yes sir," Matt replied in a moaning, whiney voice the jock stud would have never have sounded like only 24 hours ago. "Are you ready to take another HIV+ load in your hole?" "Yes sir, please. I want more poz cum." "How old are you boy?" Trent asked for the camera. "18" "And your still in high school?" "Yes sir. Jefferson high school." "What's your name?" "Matt. Matt... Pierson." Matt couldn't believe he was admitting this on cam but it made him hornier and hornier. The meth was making him lose all his inhibitions. His limp tina cock was calling the shots now, and it was telling Matt to expose himself as the AIDs whore he was. "Say hi to your mom and dad," Trent prompted, a sinister smile on his face. He zoomed in on Matt's face. "Hi mom and dad," Matt said smiling meekly at the camera, slightly ashamed but mostly aroused. "Do you know who is fucking how?" Trent asked him. "No sir, I've never met any of these men before." "And what are they wearing for protection?" "Nothing, it's all bareback." "And you wanted that?" Trent questioned him again. "Yes sir." "And you know what we all have?" "Everyone is poz sir. They have HIV+ and I've been taking their loads all night." "That's right faggot. You've been turned into a hole, a cumdump taking loads from complete strangers, poz strangers." Trent panned the camera over to Matt's hole, to get a perspective of Matt taking raw cock. He watched the cock slide in and out of Matt's hole. The hole remained gaping open, it's edges red and puffy from being fucked for hours. Cum dripped out of his open hole, cum making the bands of his jockstrap wet. A pool of cum and lubed pooling in the low point of the sling.Trent kept Matt's face in frame the entire time. Trent asked Matt, "And who do you want to become poz from your school? Who do you want to fuck you?" Without thinking, Matt responded, "Diego, Bryan, Chris, Louis, my soccer teammates." "And what has turned you into a cumdump whore? What drug?" "I've slammed crystal meth, tina, all night." Dan, ready for the prompt, got the gear ready, going over to Matt and tying off his arm. Holding the point up to the camera. Trent, finding the perfect angle, continued filming. On camera, you saw the point go into Matt's arm, the scarlet color of his blood when the plunger was pulled back. Slowly, Dan pushed the plunger in, Matt's face becaming red. Matt coughed, the rush pervading his body for the third time in a day. "How does it feel?" Trent asked. "I feel like a fucking god! I feel so good. I want to get fucked hard, by more poz cock." His eyes went wide, guys switched positions, another cock feeling his hole. Trent handed the cam to Dan and started preparing for their next activity. Guys continued to come and leave, the crowd a little less then earlier, when Matt was just waking up from his G overdose. Trent pulled a rag out of his bag, spraying Maximum Impact on it. He knew Matt could tolerate a heavy dose. Going over to Matt, he managed to tie it around his head, knowing it would force him to inhale through the cloth. Matt, letting Trent control him, accepted the cloth without question. He could smell the chemical scent of it, quickly feeling its affects. He felt like his surroundings were becoming mute, a sensation of being underwater. He could feel Trent fingering his hole, sticking in all for fingers with no resistance. Trent tuck in his thumb, slowly working it in. Slowly moving it in and out, his knuckles making a bit of forward progress each time. He could hear Matt moaning in pain, knowing that each breath was taking him more and more out of it. Fast enough, he felt Matt's hole give way, his hand becoming sucked in up to the wrist, feeling Matt surrounding his hand with his hole. "God," Trent thought, "my fag is perfect. I'm going to love training him over the next couple of months." Dan continued filming, catching ever second of Matt's descent into depravity, his complete loss of innocence. Trent could't help but smile, thinking about what a hot video this evening would make. Knowing that it would be the tool to form Matt into the poz cumdump he was meant to be. Trent continued working his hand out, feeling the hole push him out. Again, he started pushing in, feeling the hole grasping his hand. Matt, head spinning and feeling lightheaded, felt Trent's hand invading his hole. It felt so intense, feeling him up each time he entered, the pain worth every second of that wonderful feeling. How could it fill so fantastic to have a hand in him? He could feel it pressing on his bladder, his prostate. Trent was going faster, stretching his hole, lube and toxic cum plopping out with each withdrawal of Trent's hand. Suddenly, Matt felt Trent hitting this spot, stimulating a spot in Matt that made his dick go wild. Before he realized it, Matt noticed that he had pissed him, drenching his jock in the few places left that hadn't been drenched by cum or sweat. It was the last thing he distinctly remembered from the rest of the evening, fists still forcing their way in and out of his hole, cocks entering his mouth and hole, random men dumping their poz seed in him. Trent smiled, happy to see his faggot totally blissed out, taking fists and cocks without resistance. In one evening he had transformed a neg stud boy into a filthy faggot full of dirty toxic seed. He knew that when Matt woke up the next day that he'd be conflicted, still not totally convinced of what he had done. Trent knew that the crash from his high would also leave him feeling weak and vulnerable. Trent knew he would have to coach him through it the first time, taking care of him, making sure he didn't run off to his parents or the emergency room, desperately hoping PEP could still save him. After a few more hours, Trent and Dan helped Matt down from his sling, helping him walk back through the building, out a back exit and to the car. Matt was still in just his jock, cum, sweat, and piss covering his body. Dan and Trent had changed already, looking like the clean cut guys they held themselves out to the world to be. They chatted, talking about meeting up the next day. While Matt was sleeping off his crash, he and Dan would edit the footage they had taken tonight, getting it ready to put online. Trent smirked, so happy to have the footage he had taken tonight. He knew it would be the ace in the hole he needed to convince Matt to accept his new lot in life as a cum dump poz whore. Dan helped load Matt in the car, laying him down in the back and then taking off. Trent got in the in the car, picking up his phone. He saw Dan had been sending him messages with pictures of Matt taking cock, slamming, and being used as a poz cumdump. Smiling, he pick up Matt's phone, sending some of his favorites to it. He began flipping through the contacts, eventually coming across a Bryan, Chris, Louis and a Diego. Creating a group text, Trent selected some of his favorite photos to send to the studs Matt had lusted for earlier. Trent had no idea how this would play out for Matt, but he was getting off on the prospect of outing Matt to his teammates. Hitting send, Trent put down the phone, started his car, and headed for home with his new fag passed out in the bag, leaking toxic cum from his hole and freshly outed to his teammates.

.... and yes, i have regulars with a few tolls too one is probably 70s who i meet fairly often at a bookshop over here. he is a great fister and and he fists me all over the place so that everyone can see us. sometimes he asks someone to fuck me while he is fisting me and wanks him off while he inside me... we meet since a few years always at this shop. initially, when he started fisting me it was in a dark room where no one really can see who is there. then he started to fist me in more lit areas and now it is all over the place usually... it was quite degrading and i was also in shame initially when he fisted me in the lit areas but he is such a great fister and really know to turn the right spots, that i didn't care any more. it has also brought me attention from other older trolls who go to the shop frequently... and who fucked me raw...