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--- Setting up the scene --- Mike was eighteen years old. Tall, Fit, not that athletic boy, Mike has a bit of complex with his body compared to his mates. He just accepted he was gay, however he was still a virgin. Living a remote farm in the countryside, it was not easy to get to know gay person to identify to nor to meet one. He has just finished highschool in he city nearby, however, in new that at then of the holidays, he would be at 7 hours drive from his parents in at the university. Yet, there were still two months before that to occupy. So he registered on a regular gay dating app. He met Chris online. Chris was 23 years old, just graduated from Uni and was looking for a job, but for now was also enjoying time off at his parents in the city while looking for a job. They agreed to meet in the city to have a drink. Mike was thrilled and excited to meet Chris. He drove to the city and went to the bar. There was Chris, and even before speaking to him Mike was under his charm. They chat and kind of get along. Al of this being pretty new for Mike, he did not take any initiative. Chris joked about it and just starting kissing him. Mike was lost in all new sensations to him. Chris figured out that all of this was new to his date, and decided to take things slow. They stayed in the bar making out. When the bar was closing, they parted on Chris initiative. Mike drove back home in such a bliss and the impression of falling in love with that one guy he met. This sole evening decided Mike to come out to his parent. Which he did the day after. It went better than expected, and when agreeing to meet Chris again, his dad even made a remark to "go out covered"... They met again, and despite Mike enthusiasm, things seems a bit different. "Sorry Mike, you are a nice guy, but I am not sure I can last our relationship..." Chris said. This felt like a dagger stroke to Mike... "You are going away to study, I found a job several hours drive from here in another region. I am not that much into long distance stories man." "I am happy you found a job Chris, that is great", trying to be cheerful about this... "But we could still try no ? I mean I could drive to visit you or take the train..." "That is sweet of you, but there is something else... My ex contacted me saying me he had an STD and that I should get tested my self. That drove me a bit mad, because he kind of acknowledge that he cheated on my that bastard... but this made me not want to engage into any thing for now." Mike was silent, eyes reddening. "Oh Mike, I am sorry, I mean that is only the second time we meet." "I know. I am sorry. I got carried away and I cannot expect things of you..." mike replied... "Can we at least stay in touch ?" "Well we can try yes, we will see how this goes on" Chris said without wanting to turn him down any further... Chris took his job in the other region, while Mike went studying. Mike was not that entreprising at uni and he did not meet other gay guys. There he was hit on by one student, and they dated and he lost his virginity to him. However after several weeks, Mike ended it as he cannot escape the memory of the kisses with Chris. A year later, the same situation appeared with another student. Though it lasted longer, Mike also ended the relationship. In the meantime, Mike chatted online with Chris, but not much were exchanged. 2 years after they first met, Mike sent a long message to Chris which could be read as a love letter. Mike admitted that could not stop about Chris, how good he felt with him, while he was aware it was a bit awkward as they hardly knew each other. Chris was quite surprised by this long message, and though he ignored some of the previous messages of Mike, he thought than he may enjoy some quality time with him, but give something he could remember him as well. Chris answered him that Mike should come over for a weekend. Mike was thrilled and as they agreed on a date, Mike organized to travel there. What Mike did not know though was that Chris was HIV positive since the test he was suggested to make. Unfortunately his health insurance does not pay of the entire meds, so he do not take them all the year, and in particular not at this time of the year. --- The first night --- As the Friday arrives, Mike jumped into the train to get to Chris. He arrived at the station and as he lay a foot on the platform notice Chris waiting for him. He smiled at him and walked to him. Chris did not really change : Tall, Athletic and still very attractive. As he reached him, Chris just make out with Mike, who was surprised by doing this in public. "Welcome Mike, that is so good to see you again!" "Hi Chris. Thank you for the warm welcome!" Mike replied smiling. "Okay, let's go to my place, I leave nearby" Chris took Mike luggage and they walked to Chris flat. THey climbed the stairs, entered the flat, Chris pinned Mike to the wall and make out with him. Mike replied and give it back caressing Chris back and head. Chris stopped and said winking : "We have all weekend for that. Are you thirsty ? I will prepare dinner" "Water is fine thanks. Ow by the way, I brought something from where I come - a specialty. You will se it is very sweet and tasty". Chris handed over a glass of water to Mike, who drank it bottoms up. "Oh nice of you for this gift. Well I have one for you as well" Chris replied with a lust smile. He took Mike by the han let him to his bedroom. He pushed him so he lays on the bed, while he unbuttoned Mike's jean, revealing his trunks. Chris push all that down and just swallow Mike's cock which was already fullmast. "oh fuck... " was all Mike could say, as he was never sucked that way... Chris worked the cock wonderfully, and with his hands removed completely Mike's pant and trunks. He then place himself between Mike's leg and pull him on the edge on the bed so Chris could kneel on the floor. "Fuck Chris this is so good..." "Yeah sou like that ?" "Yeah, I will not last long I think!" Hearing this Chris just go on harder on mike's cock as he wanted to collect his jizz. "Chris, attention I am cumming…" but Chris hold position and collected Mike's cum in his mouth. As Mike unloaded his last drop, Chris continue sucking him and slowly raised Mike leg until he has his mouth in front of his pucker. He release some of the Mike's cum on it and worked inside with a finger. And he did this with all the cum allowing to lube well Mike's hole for the next step. "How do you like this now Mike ? Do you like to have your own cum in you ?" Chris asked as with one hand he unbuttoned his pant to release his cock and with the other crawl on to the bed to kiss Mike. "Yes, I did... I mean I am still hard" "I can se this" Chris replied as he has raised Mike's legs on his shoulder and put his cockhead on Mike's hole. Chris ease his cock up and down and Mike's crack making it more greasy with his precum. "Fuck Chris that feels so good..." "Yeah you like my dick rubbing your hole like this ? Do you want it to rub your prostate now ?" "I would love that... you have condoms ?" Chris always keep a condom box with only one left, usually undersized. Keeping the position, Chris reach out to the bedside table and grab the condom, remove the wrap and unroll it on his cock. "Sure... Fuck that is the last one... well I have to buy new ones tomorrow right" he said winking at Mike. "Okay Mike, are you okay to accept my cock now ?" Chris said with a lustful smile ? "Yeah please shove it deep!" Chris did as told and thrust his long dick in Mike tender hole inch avec inch. All the time Chris was maintaining eye contact with Mike, until he was balls deep. "Wow Mike you took it like a champ. You did have some lovers back at uni ?" "Some, but there were not as big as you are" "Well maybe you excitation opens the way" with that Chris withdraw almost completely leaving only the head rapidly, and doing so the condom wrapped a bit. Chris rammed slowly in Mike back and repeated the situation several times until the condom was only left on the cockhead. "Are you okay babe ? Can I go faster and rougher now ?" Chris asked, as his planned was going well "hmm hmm" Mike replied, moaning. Chris accelerated the pace and pistoning and within a few thrusts felt the condom was not on anymore but somewhere in Mike's hole. Chris strokes were rubbing Mike's prostate. "Fuck Chris I am about to cum again" "Abandon yourself Mick, I am about to!" Mike cummed hard, ropes flying from his raised ass directly to his face and t-shirt. Chris felt Mike's ass tightening on his cock. This through over the edge as well and he erupted deep in Mike's guts. "God that was good. I hope you enjoy my gift to you Mike" Chris said "Well thank you Chris. I would love more such gifts with you. though it has to wait tomorrow now" Mike replied. Chris well understood the message but it was time for his next move. He withdrew revealing his bare cock, still rock hard, and shouted in faint surprise "Fuck Mike, the condom is gone... I think I just shot my load deep in you... sorry mate" Mike was anxious... "Fuck man, what should I do ?" "I can try to catch it my fingers if you want" "Yeah please do" Mike begged. Chris kneeled between Mike's legs and started fingering him browsing for the condom. "Man I can feel my seed, but not the rubber" Chris said benefiting of the situation to massage his seed in Mike's guts. "I am sorry... Mike. I propose you try to push it on the bathroom I will prepare dinner then". he added trying to relax Mike. Mike agreed and went to the bathroom. Chris packed his cock back in his pant and went dress the table and prepare the dinner. Mike came in with his pant back but shirtless. "I managed to push it out, along with a lot of cum of yours. I hope everything will be good" Chris looked up at Mike and whistle, "I have seen the bottom but not the top. Nice body Mike. I am sorry again for this. Well I usually cum a lot, so it is likely you still have some on you. But do not worry I get regularly tested!" Mike smiled genuinely, reassured my Chris. "Well that things that could happened right... Thank you for you having me over and for the dinner". They cheerfully ate dinner and drank beers. As they finished and clear the table, Chris, horny as ever, said "So Mike, shall we get back on the bed ?" "Why not" "Hide you enthusiasm babe!" Chris joked "Well I would love to feel you inside me, but as there is no rubber left..." "I am sure we can manage something Mike, come with me!" Chris stripped mike naked and ordered him to lay on his stomach and spread his legs. Chris got naked, only keeping his wifebeater hiding some details, and lay on top of Mike, pressing his raging cock on his bare cheeks. "Mike just feel the heat of our bodies, relax. I make you feel good." Chris lowered his body and started rimming Mike. The later just started moaning with Chris tongue assault's. Chris goes on and on going deeper with his tongue, tasting his cum left mixed with Mike's fluids. As Mick is moaning loading begging for more, Chris went up turning Mike's head and kissing him, while with another hand led his bare cock to Mike's hole. Chris rocked his hips back and forth to have his cock sliding against Mike's hole. "Fuck Chris, that feels good..." "It does to me too babe!" Chris replied applying more pressure on his hips. Mike body reacted to look for more, adjusting his angle so that Chris' cock would not slide anymore against it. At some point, with a bit pressure Chris entered Mike "Ow god, you ass feels good!" "Fuck you are bare... you are bare..." "Yes, I am, but I accidentally was before as well Mike" Chris whispered to reassure him "Ho please don't stop" Chris was not to be told twice as he went deeper firmly balls deep. "Do you like it this way ?" "Yes, that feels good" Chris began to thrust in and out harder, building his orgasm, ensuring that Mike was so pleased in was in oblivion of the situation. "Mike, I am close to cum" "Hm hm" was the only response Chris got "I am about to shoot a second load deep in you mate" still rocking his hips, feeling his balls tightening. "Hm hm god I am cucking to" Mike yelled, as he contracted his ass on Chris' cock and soaking the bed sheets. Chris buried himself and shot his seed deep in Mike's ass. Once post-climax senses came back, Mike remembered he has just taken another load deep. Yet he enjoyed the feeling. Chris took hold of Mike waist and roll on his side, they were spooning, Chris still rock hard in Mike's cunt. Chris started to move in and out again. "Fuck... this was good Chris" Mike said, who cannot doubt of anything. "Yeah it was... You make me so Horny Mike! I need to breed you once more boy!" "Fuck you are insatiable" Mike said turning his head and smiling at me. "You ass is just sucking out of cock every milk my balls can produce mate! It seems you will leave full of it!" I said, while feeling climax nearing quickly this time. "Can I cum in you again Mike ?" "Yeah please do" Mike said... Chris gave a few more strokes before grunting "Oh fuck, take my seed deep man!". After a few minutes, the both drifted into sleep.

I was apprehensive about this trip to the small town where I used to play with the other kids instead of party with the adults. I had just turned 19 a couple of months ago and even though I was now legally an adult, I was a bit chubby and not very confident in my body at this point in my life. It felt awkward going to a new year’s party that my parents usually attended. I was normally left at my parents friend’s house to play with the other kids around the small town or just relax and hang out, do whatever I wanted within reason of course. They were mostly my dad’s friend’s but mom still spent time with them as well, and Harold and Vivian were very nice hosts, and very kind to me when I came to visit with them. Vivian was very motherly, and like a grandmother to me. Harold was very butch, stern but very kind. The burly bear kind of guy who didn’t take shit from anyone: he was stocky, and very hairy as salt and pepper hair busted from the top of his shirt near his neck, and he had a big beard and mustache as well, also grey but it gave him a very dignified look. I remember looking at the chest hair flowing out of the top of his shirt before and thinking it was kind of hot when I started to get older. I can almost hear my dad now: “ come on boy, it will be fun! For a change you can drink and enjoy the music at the shed party with all of us!” I told him I didn’t want to, truthfully I wasn’t big on drinking but I DID want to get away from home and hopefully find someone to have some fun with. Mostly a virgin, I only had a dildo I bought online up my ass before, besides one guy I had the pleasure of getting fucked by with a condom on but his cock wasn’t that big. My dildo was bigger, and I was really in the mood to try and meet someone with a cock maybe my size, perhaps a little bigger to see how it would feel having the REAL thing fuck me when it wasn’t 4 inches long. My own dildo was about 7 inches, just an inch bigger then my own cock and not too thick so I was able to slowly, over time get used to taking it comfortably. I didn’t expect to find someone at the shed party we would be going to… instead I had installed grindr on my phone, and took a few minutes to setup a profile in hopes I could meet a guy, hit it off with him and go over to his place. I am an adult now after all, I can take care of myself! We were just pulling up to Harold’s house when we saw Vivian was out on the front porch having her smoke. As soon as we stepped out she greeted us enthusiastically: “oh you are here already? I just got supper on now and Harold is up to the guys shed just up the road getting things in order for tonight! They are hanging Christmas lights all around the inside and outside of the shed, putting in speakers from the club…” As she talked to my parents, I dismissed myself to go in and shower, I planned to prep good so I could be all clean in case I managed to get a chance at having some fun later! I opened up grindr when I had finished my shower and was surprised to see quite a few profiles in the area, not a lot in the small community I was in, but it seemed like at least 5 or 6 men were online now and 3 of them were somewhat close! I checked a few of them out but one profile stood out to me: he had no picture posted but his profile read “looking for a guy interested in taking my cock since it is too big for the missus. Discreet and in need of someone to drain my balls, they are heavy and I cum big loads” Right away, I messaged him intrigued, his profile was unlike the others here and I wasn’t into the twinks around here, I wanted an older experienced man and I had hoped I found him. When I heard my phone go off almost immediately after I set it down I thought I hit the jackpot, he messaged me and said: “Hey. I checked out your profile… I like em a bit thick. You don’t seem like you are from around here huh? That works out good for me since I am married to a woman and have a daughter as well but we have not had sex in years. I need someone to discreetly take my cock and make me feel good… do you have any pictures to share?” My heart jumped but I was so excited I didn’t even think about who it might be or the consequences of sending a picture of myself to a man I had just started speaking with. I immediately took a selfie of me with my back to the mirror and my ass in plain view as well while I was slightly bent over so he had a nice view but it wasn’t revealing my asshole. As soon as I sent it he replied almost instantly “wow!” but nothing else. Despite me asking if he liked it, he didn’t say anything for a few minutes, so I got dressed and went out to meet everyone and chat with the family and friends before the big get together. I had chalked it up to this man wasn’t serious or interested in me, so I put it out of my head and thought to myself ill check the app later but just try and enjoy the night… My parents had told me before leaving that they were invited to another shed party to entertain for a while, my father played guitar and a lot of folks here enjoyed his music so he and my mother opted to go over on the other side of the community, before telling me to have a good time and not to drink too much. Harold and Vivian were more then happy to “keep and eye on me” over the course of the night and said that if I was tired or wanted to call it a night, to just go down into the house later and I thanked them profusely for this as I had planned to have some fun hopefully later, and as long as my parents were not around I could smoke as well as have some drinks without any judgments! I enjoyed smoking weed when I could get my hands on some, and I knew someone would have weed on them at the shed party, every year even when I was younger I could smell it off the older men coming in and out of the shed when they went for “smoke breaks”. After arriving, talking to a few guys and getting into the swing of things I stared to feel out of place a bit. Most guys and girls were enjoying the music and dancing and drinking but it wasn’t really my scene I enjoyed. The party was in full swing, people were still showing up and you could hear some snowmobiles coming up by the shed as well. Some people here didn’t care about drinking and driving… I didn’t really like that they did it but you can’t tell them anything or they get mad with you, so I kept my mouth shut and decided I would head out for a smoke break and check grindr without prying eyes. Maybe someone had gotten back to me and I could try having some fun. I went outside and a couple guys I knew were having a joint and passing it around the skidoo they were chatting around so I maneuvered myself over to them and eventually got a few puffs off the joint, as well as them asking me a few prying questions but letting me smoke with them. Once they left and went back inside I was left alone, and I pulled my phone out only to find a couple messages by the guy who had previously messaged me. The first one said: “might be busy later, let me know what you want to do? Then the second one jarred me, he said: “are you zack?” That was my name. I know I sent him a picture of me with my face and ass in the shot while I was naked in the bathroom but who could possibly know me here on grindr?! I looked at his profile again. His profile read 7 feet away. He was at the same shed party I was. For a minute I was frozen in the cold winter night outside, not from the temperature but from the message I had received and what my brain was trying to process. Who could possibly be here that knew me on grindr? I didn’t know any of these people were gay or bisexual, they all acted straight as an arrow and most seemed even a bit homophobic to be honest. I was more then scared now after getting high and felt like going back inside wasn’t an option… then I thought about what he had said before: the man was discreet and had a wife and a kid. He most likely didn’t want to be outed, so I should be safe going back in for another drink. Who knows, it might calm my nerves and maybe ill send him a message back and see where it goes? For now I just wanted to clear my head so I went back in and spoke to a few guys and spoke to Harold as well, he asked me about how I was enjoying the party so far and I said something nice while trying not to let on how nervous I felt. While idly chatting I couldn’t help but feel eyes on me. Someone was watching me but I didn’t know who or where, I just felt it and after another drink I felt like I needed some fresh air. That man from grindr was still in my head and I wanted some answers so I went outside, only to find 2 guys having a drink on their newer looking snowmobiles, they shouted out to me but I ignored them and wandered away from them and checked my phone. Grindr guy was gone! His profile disappeared, as if he had blocked me. I felt even more uneasy and noticed 4 more guys exit the shed, and then light a joint and start passing it around. One of those men in his forties who i had seen before over the years was just STARRING at me. If looks could ignite a fire, he was starting a blaze. I stopped looking at them and decided not to go and join them and ask for a hit, something about that group made me nervous so I stuck by myself. As I put my phone away, the two men on their snowmobiles passed me by, saying happy new year and other nice things on their way past me back into the shed, so I was now left alone outside with the group of men. The guy staring at me earlier called out to me: “eh, you want any of this bud?” I was shy but responded: “Umm, no thank you.” Him: come on over, I seen you looking. Have some of this, that will loosen ya up and help you relax. You seem like ya need it bud! My brain was firing off warning signs and red flags but I felt like if I said no now they would think I am weird or something Me: if it’s ok with you guys? Yeah ill have a hit. Him: come here, you having a drink too? Me: no, I had a few earlier but I haven’t opened another one yet. Him: BRETT! GO GET THE YOUNG MAN A FUCKIN BEER! I made it over to the group, as as the guy named brett resurfaced and handed me a budweiser, I was trying to figure out why this guy was familiar. He seemed like a guy my dad may have been friends with, and I seen a handful of times over the years but never had any real interaction with him until now. The man who spoke to me passed me the joint for a couple hits and then spoke up again: Him: name is frank. Think I may have seen ya before, you are jamie’s kid right? All grown up now if you are here drinking with us hey big guy? A couple if the others chuckled at that remark but I confidently responded: Me: yeah, that’s my dad. My name is zack. Nice to meet you guys, thanks for the puff. I don’t get to enjoy it much. Frank: nice! Yeah it’s good stuff, john grows it himself. Brett: be careful, it might knock your socks off if you ain’t careful hahaha! John: ah let him finish it. I got more where that came from. Enjoy it zack, see ya around later? I got a nice broad here who wants to dance with me heheh… With that, john and brett walked inside, leaving me frank and another guy outside while I finished the joint. I was really starting to mellow out and forget about the grindr guy, the weed was helping me relax and feel good and I was starting to like the party more if some guys had some good weed they wanted to share with me. While I was finishing my beer with the last few hits, unknown guy spoke up: “Hey I’m going to head inside for a while. Its fuckin cold out here haha you guys coming in a minute?” Frank: yeah man in a little bit. Might just have a cigarette and go use the washroom down the hill at the house before I pop back in. “Alright cool. Catch you later” With that he disappeared inside as well and almost immediately I felt the vibe shift as frank looked at me intently. I could swear I seen him before… was he one of my dad’s friends? I was starting to feel very buzzed and most my thoughts were not sober ones anymore, I found myself wondering what grindr guy meant when he said “wow” and if he blocked me BECAUSE he knew me after asking me my name and I did not respond to him immediately… I also wondered what his cock looked like, he had asked me for a picture of myself but never reciprocated. I felt slighted that some man whose identity I was unsure of had seemed to know who I was, they even had a very revealing picture of me while I had nothing of them and had no idea who they were. Frank broke my thoughts and the short silence: Frank: so what kind of snowmobile do ya got? Or did you walk here or get a ride? Me: I uh, don’t have anything special or fancy like some of the guys that pulled up here… I walked up. Frank: you walked up eh? Are you staying very far from here? Me: I’m staying at Harold and Vivian’s, they are pretty nice to me. I realized he was asking me a lot of questions and was wondering what he was getting at, so before he had time to probe me further I asked him the first thing that I could think of while I was high and a bit tipsy that could direct the conversation away from me. Me: So what kind of snowmobile do you have? Nice. Real smooth, I thought to myself. You couldn’t think of an original question to ask him? Frank: A 700 mxz, want to see it? I parked it just around the back, there’s not enough room out front for all the skidoo’s that are here tonight… Me: I’m surprised so many people will drink and drive on snowmobile… Frank: Yeah they do what they like here. Cops don’t seem to bother with it, too many people do it so they don’t fuckin care. Come on. With that, he started walking around the corner of the shed and I found myself following him, around the side where there was tracks for the sleds parked back here, and then to the back of the shed, there was a small clearing for a bunch more snowmobiles that were parked in a row here, but the rest of the area was enclosed by trees. Nobody would see us here unless they came around the back themselves… Frank: there she is. Purrs like a kitten too. Want to go for a ride on it? Me: ummm… not right now. Maybe later? I felt like leaving the party and going somewhere with him wasn’t a great idea right now. I didn’t feel like I knew him well enough at this point although I was sure I had seen him around scarcely when I was younger, and I was starting to sense some tension in the air. The skidoo itself was nice though, it seemed in very well kept condition and I always liked the style of those mxz’s they looked cool I thought. Frank: *grumble* ah suit yourself. I think I need to take a piss. Before I could respond to what he had said, he had his fly down from his snowsuit and dug his cock out of his jeans to show off what looked like a BIG uncut cock that must have been 5 inches soft, followed by 2 nicely shaved balls that looked plump and very full. I was buzzed and more then horny for cock at this point, but was shocked and unable to form words right away from what was happening, he started to piss and I started to think about how it would look fully hard, but both frank and myself noticed I was staring as he was mid-stream and he spoke up: Frank: Can’t take your eyes off it eh? Most of the bitches here are like that too. Hardly any of em can take it though. I even gave up on the wife when she complained and I wasn’t even halfway in yet! Hahahaha! You like what ya see boy? Being called “boy” seemed to do something to me the way he said it, almost as if it was endearing. I felt myself blush hard but I didn’t respond right away, so he continued while pissing like a racehorse: Frank: You seem like you like my cock, and from what I can tell from that picture you sent me earlier I like what you have going on yourself. Didn’t think you were gay but you got a cute ass, makes all the men crazy and the women jealous I bet hahaha! So HE was grindr guy! He was the guy who disappeared after I sent a picture to him and he asked for my name! seemed to be getting off on my squirming and could see I was conflicted but horny. Me: u-uhm, don’t you have a wife and a daughter? I stammered out a sentence while he was finishing and I noticed his cock twitch and throb a bit, growing a little even on the cold outside air. Frank: Ya, the missus never puts out anymore. And I can’t get you pregnant so I don’t have to worry about another kid! Although trying to knock you up sounds like a lot of fun heheh. You like my dick? He was asking me if I liked his cock while I was at a shed party with a bunch of straight people who didn’t know I was gay. I could hear the music thumping and people laughing and having fun just inside, but out here nobody seemed to know what was going on just out back of the shed. He started playing with it and jiggling it towards me, as if trying to entice me. Me: I…. Really like your dick frank. It looks really nice… My voice trailed off when I realized I had betrayed myself and told him I liked what I was seeing! Then again he seemed to be into me too, so what was the harm in that? Frank: Ya want to suck it? Me: What?! Here??? Frank: Hell yeah, right here. Why not? Me: What if someone comes looking for us? Or what if someone comes out to their snowmobile… Frank: Nah, nobody is leaving the party this early, it’s only around midnight… besides the washroom is what most people use to take a leak haha! They don’t come behind here. If anyone leaves the shed we will hear them opening the doors out in front. Frank stepped over to his skidoo and sat on the seat of his MXZ, cock still hanging out and now growing harder by the second, he must really be horny! Frank: Now I know you want this, so why don’t you get over here and make use of your mouth and get me fully hard? It’s going to need a warm place to slide into after being out in the chilly air like this heheh… ------- I didn't want to make a post that was too long, but let me know if you guys want to hear more!

As the sun was shining through the shutters, Chris woke up with a raging boner, feeling Mike still asleep, bare ass against him. He check the clock... 10:00 AM. Well it is the weekend no need to rush. Chris run his fingers on Mike's crack, feeling it a bit moisture... Likely due to his cum. Chris brought his dick against Mike's hole and rub it while caressing Mike's body. Mike was reacting but not yet wakening. Chris started to push in, while maintaining Mike's body pressed against his, and kissing his back. Mike's tender hole gave in to pressure and Chris pushed slowly but firmly deep until he is balls deep. Mike woke feeling the intrusion.. "What are you doing ?" "Hey sunshine, you were teasing my dick with your sweet cunt" starting to withdraw slowly "Was I ? must have been a dream" "Maybe, but you were moaning. Do you want me to stop ?" Chris asked pushing all it back in, making Mike moaning. "Owh... Do you have a condom on ?" enquired turning his head to Chris, feeling his morningwoor leaking with excitement. "Euh no still not. Remembered we used last one yesterday ? and we have already fucked bare twice and half then ?" "Oh fuck, I have never played raw before this weekend..." "Well then it is highly likely there is no risk Mike!" Chris replied kissing Mike and ramping up the pace to fuck him Mike give the kisses back while enjoying being fucked by his lover. Maintaining the kiss, Chris roll Mike on his belly, broke the kiss "Now babe, I will give you the fuck of your life" and without waiting any longer he went wile and fucking merciless Mike's ass. Mike was surprised by how brutal he was fuck painfully... fully awake, he was wimping about the situation and wehn is about Chris to stop he felf pleasure waves irradiating compensating the pain. Chris intensified his pace as he was nearing climax, and each thrust was also bringing Mike closer. In one last thrust, Chris went deeper than ever, passing Mike's second ring, and just seed him "Fuck Mike, I am getting you pregnant!" At the same time, Mike eyes widened as he felt his second ring opened and hearing Chris words made him cum on the bedsheets again. "Fuck Chris, that was rough... it hurt but god I neer came that much." Chris was still panting "Yeah, glad you like that" "unfortunate I do not have a womb, I would carry your child" still wasted and facing the mattre, Chris on top of him "Oh but Mike, you are carrying by babies. They are swirling in you" Chris said while withdrawing noticing some streaks of blood mixed with cum on his shaft. Chris got up and helped Mike as they went showevering. Mike did not notice the red streaks, Chris did not mention it. They had a brunch and Chris proposed to go walking into the city parks, doing some site seeing. Mike accepted, what mattered was spending quality time with Chris anyway. They wandered into town, visited some city monuments and later in the day, they entered a park and rest on a bench. Chris was getting horny, remembering he already had taken and given loads behind some of this trees. As they were enjoying the sun on their face, Chris brough his arm from Mike's knee behind his back and lowered it slowly. He carefully inserted his hand in Mike's underwear and reaching his crack, inserted his middle finger deep. Mike was astonished and faced Chris and before he could object, Chris pressed his lips on his, still working his finger in. Chris broke the kiss "Man I am so horny, I could just push down your pant and bree you right here..." Mike was overwhelmed by the situation... His ex were never that sexually active... He decided to give in and himslef got his hand on Chris scrotch. "Hum getting bold Mike!" Chris teased him while he withdrawing his fingers, covered in Mike's fluid and his own cum, "Taste your hole Mike" Chris ordered. Controlled by his lust Mike did as told. "Mike, would you let me take you here ? I really need to release or at this pace, I wll stain my pant and that will be noticible in the street" Chris faintly asked. "Well okay, but maybe not here in plain sight then" Mike agreed wanting to explore more. "Follow me then, there is a spot behind these bushes". Chris led him to a remote place in the park. No one was seen, but Chris well knew it does me no one was watching. Chris bent Mike over and made him lay his hand on a tree trunk, push down his pants, release his dong and pushed almost full in Mike"s hole. "Fuck Chris, please go slow I am a bit sore" Mike complained "As you want Babe, but the slower the longer it will take for me to cum." Chris replied, without clearly stating that people could then join in "Is it not better when it last longer ? "Mike asked naively Chris just approved by ramming Mike's ass with long strokes, rubbing Mike prostate. They both enjoyed the moment but in different ways. Mike was concentrating on the senssation of being full, closed eyes. Chris was fucking the ass while paying attention to their surroundings. He accelerated the pace, and just warn Mike that he was cumming "God, Mike, here come my babies!!" and he filled in deep. Then Mike heard a branch cracking. He opened his eyes and saw a man, in his fourties who seemed a it wasted, coming nearby "Fuck Chris, there is someone". Chris still in reassured Mike. "Ah indeed, well that happens, do not worry". The man happens "that is hot dude. You just came in him right ?" Chris noded. "Would you mind if I have a go at him ? I have not had a pussy for a week now..." Chris withdraw and waved him to take his place. He went to kiss Mike to distract him and hold him. The stranger unzip his fly, releasing a nice big and long cock and just ram it in Mike's ass. Mike was struggling... he was offered by Chris, he tried to complain about the situation but Chris was maintaining the kiss, until he stopped it and ordered Mike "Just let go, enjoy the ride Babe!". Mike was again feeling the pain being replaced by the pleasure... After 5 minutes of being internally massaged, he just came over the tree trunk, squizzing the stranger cock "Fuck man, I am gonna fill your cunt!" and released deep inside Mike's hole. "Thanks man" was all he said before packing back and left Chris and Mike. "Fuck Chris, what was that?" "Well, you just took an anonymous load deep, I would say" "Fuck... this is risky... he should have used a rubber" "Well he should have you are right... but he made you cum hand-free... So you pretty enjoyed it, did you not ?" Mike was puzzled by Chris answer. It was true... He actually enjoyed that feeling... since Chris came in him he loved it... "So what do you want to do now ?" Chris asked "It is getting late. shall we have dinner in a restaurant and get back at your place... I think I like the idea of taking your cum in me" Mike said, Chris givin a lustful smile.

I ran across this film again today. Here is a the link if you haven't seen it. https://barebackbastards.com/22177/chaser/

Searching for Answers After their experience with the Crone and the Deep Forest trials, Dimitrios and Conrad went back home. Both felt changed, altered, but neither knew how or why. Over the course of the next year to eighteen months, they grew more apart, unable to live in the same home but somehow still linked by their shared history and long friendship. Finally, they decided to take a sabbatical from their professional lives and travel the world. Neither of them needed to work for money, as both men had ample—Dimitri’s was actually more like vast—trust funds and decades of lucrative investments. Conrad had been thinking of starting his own small, boutique HIV practice anyway and Dimitri had a younger brother who was eager to prove his worth in the family business. And so it was decided, a year or two of sabbatical and they would return and Conrad would start his own practice and Dimitrios would return as company president or senior board advisor, and both would only do the professional work that interested them. At first their trip was nothing but frustrating to their larger goal of understanding what was happening to them. Prague was its usual festival of gay visitors and its crop of young men fed Dimitri’s growing obsession with small blonde twinks and muscle twunks. Conrad was less happy, as his sexual conquests increasingly tended towards slender, wiry, lean, muscly, men with darker skin and hair. To add to the aura of frustration for both men, the Crone was no where to be found and no one had ever heard of anybody called—or nicknamed—the Great Stag. And so, given the general direction of their experiences, they figured they should go to the epicenter of Euro kink: Berlin. After just a few weeks, both men were more content, as the city was filled with eager, young German and Scandi blondes for the Greek Muscle God and, well, the WASP Jock Doc was getting an ample serving of Latino, Spanish, and gorgeous Turkish butt. And then their luck really started to change. One night as they were about to leave Prinzknecht, a hot short muscly red-headed barback with a fantastic ass approached them. “Ur Dimiti an’ Coanrad, reit? he asked with an adorable Scottish accent. Both men got hard: here was a boy they could agree on. But he handed them an envelop, the smell of patouli wafting off of it. “A’ old granmither gave me ‘tis fur ye’se.” The note was from the Crone, telling them to go to the fist party the next Sunday at Böse Buben private clubhouse. And yes, since you’re all wondering, red-headed Rory was a fantastic fuck, eager for as much Greek and American cock and fist as he could get the rest of the two years they lived in Berlin. ### Timmy’s Rosebud Conrad finally stopped fucking the boy, driving his big cock in and filling the boy as deep as he could with potent chempiss. After Dimitri gave the boy a huge piss load, Conrad slipped several giant rocks in the boys hole. He grabbed one of his signature inflable plugs, positioning it so that it as it inflated it would block and stretch the boys outer opening forcing the piss in deeper and eventually entering Timmy’s second hole. “Daddy’s gonna pump this up, because you want that daddy chempiss deep inside you making you feel good,right?” Conrad demanded. Timmy, smiled dreamily, already feeling the healing powers of the potent chems to his sore hole, “Yes daddy, I love the chempiss, want it deep inside my boyhole.” Conrad smiled, “Tell me when it hurts. Do daddy proud through, show me what a little man you are, and let me stretch a bit before you ask me to stop.” Timmy agreed and Conrad began to pump. Of course, by design, Conrad didn’t hear Timmy ask him to stop until the twink had asked the third time, his breath catching as the football-shaped plug began stretching both pf his holes at once while pushing the huge piss load deep inside. Conrad looked down, “I’m confused boy, not thirty minutes ago you were begging me to stretch your hole and hurt you. Was that a lie?” Timmy was confused—he could barely remember five minutes ago let alone thirty—but then he vaguely remembered those moments. “No sir, that’s what I said.” “Good,” Conrad said, “You’re going to get three more pumps.” He smiled at Dimitri who was loading up the pipe. They both knew if the boy kept quiet Conrad would only give him two. This time. Timmy struggled and gasped, but didn’t say a word and he thanked Conrad profusely for giving him only two more. Dimitri settled in beside the kids head, and started feeding him the pipe. Once the kid was flying, Conrad had him get up and kneel on the bed, ass up and chest flat. He cried out but again kept his mouth shut as the change in his body’s geometry forced the big load of piss and the big plug a bit deeper in his hole. The two top men lay on the bed to relax, the pump to the boy’s plug within easy grasp of either man. For the next sixty minutes, they stretched the boy, waiting until the drugs kicked in and Timmy began to want it. This happened on cycles of about around seven minutes, depending on how many pumps of air the boy took. Conrad invariably gave three or four, Dimitri two. From time to time, right after a big stretch, one of the two men would go down and praise him for being a good boy then feed him deep lungfuls of the pipe. Once the boy was really flying, he re-entered his subspace, his mind focused only on his hole. And now he begged them to stretch and use him. And so Conrad did, pumping the plug up until it was stretching the boys outer ring almost as big as his supernatural knot, pumping until the sound of Timmy begging to be used became grunts and little cries of pain. Conrad did this until Timmy was rigid, his whole body shaking. Conrad held the boy like this for five minutes, and saw that Dimitri’s giant cock was hard as steel and he could have sworn he saw a faint red glow on his tattoo. His own cock was like iron, and he knew what his beast wanted—to slam the boy and keep stretching until he was weeping. But the boy was Dimitri’s, and so Dimitri was ultimately in charge: Dimitri would be the boys first slam. Instead Conrad did the next best thing, in his view of things anyway. He deflated the toy until it was the size of a fat zucchini. He squirted a bunch of laced up lube in—the boy was dehydrated and had reused his top men’s urine moisture for his own body’s needs—and he gently fucked the boys second hole. He positioned the inflatable football plug so the widest part was inside the boys second ring, shoving the security base right up to the outside of the first hole. He then dumped a 1/2 gram of Tina in the boy, right and left of the toy. And Conrad began to pump. Timmy kept himself under control for far longer than Conrad had expected. As the toy began the long slow stretch—Conrad was waiting a few minutes between stretches—Timmy pulled his own asschecks apart, making cries of ecstacy, rocking his ass back and forth like he did when he was into a fuck. But the stretch was inexorable, and Timmy began to struggle, but still he merely grunted, forcing his chest down against the bed. Dimitri came and whispered in the boys ear, and then obediently the boy ground out, “Please doc, hurt me, daddy, stretch me hard. Destroy my pussy.” Dimitri gave the boy four big hits of poppers and nodded at Conrad. Conrad started pumping steadily, leaving just a few seconds between pumps. Timmy struggled and began to moan, so Dimitri gave him another four hits of poppers. Once those kicked in, Conrad started pumping as hard and fast as as he could, taking the boy from moans to keens to screams. Once the boy was screaming at the big stretch he stopped and waited. Dimitri forced the boy towards calm—his face was alternating between bliss and agony—and fed him four more hits. Conrad started tiny little stretches while Dimitri gave the boy hit after hit on the pipe. Conrad stopped, and admired his handiwork. The boy was rigid, sweat dripping off his body and his surprisingly large eighteen-year-old boycock streamed precum and piss. His eyes were screwed up tight, and he was just moaning and groaning, lost between pain and his desire to have his hole used. The big toy was stretching the boy’s outer hole about an inch and half less than Conrad’s own big supernatural knot, which meant the inner hole was stretched about two inches more. From time to time his entire body would shake as his involuntary muscles tried to make the toy unwelcome. One this happened Dimitri would reach around, making sure sure the toy didn’t move. Finally, after several more rounds of poppers the boy relaxed, his chest went low and he regained his perfect arch. Dimitri loaded up the pipe and made the boy do cloud after cloud. Then,he gave him six huge hits of poppers. “Beg me to use you, Timmy, beg me to use your hole,” Conrad demanded as he started big hard quick pumps. “Please daddy use me, hurt me, use me Daddy,” Timmy chanted. When the toy was truly huge in the boys hole—his outer ring stretched tight and wide, about a full two inches of additional circumference, and his inner ring an agonizing two more as well—both considerably larger than Conrad’s cock—Conrad stopped. Dimitri fed the boy poppers and more tina, until the boy could handle the pain. It was a just barely handled state, though, Timmy occasionally jumped and gave small keening sounds, crying “Fuuuuuck, big stretch, fuuuck.” Conrad set the little timer they kept in the room to eight minutes. When the eight minutes were up Conrad ordered, “Show your Daddy Dimitri how much you want his fist, beg him to cloud you up so I can stretch you more.” The kid struggled inside his mind, but soon the drugs took over and he begged Dimitri for more drugs. Dimitri gave him four huge clouds, making him hold them in as long as he could. Then he gave the boy four big hits of poppers as Conrad began to pump, counting. When he got to three pumps the boy started screaming, so Conrad went to six and just stayed still. The boy was flawless in his suffering, still holding his ass high but his upper body undulated and writhed on the bed. He could almost see with his wolf sight the war in the boys head, as Timmy struggled to accept what he clearly craved. Conrad gave the boy two more pumps, the screaming started again, and then stopped and the boy dropped his chest, and offered his ass, despite the rigid body his limbs stayed and Timmy gave deep moans. Dimitri laughed and came over to Conrad and grabbed the ball, “You just made me a fisting pig, my love, thank you.” Conrad gave the boy more hits of the pipe and dozens of hits of poppers. In the end, Timmy was able to take another eight pumps before the screaming started again. Dimitri pushed him, and the boy got himself under control enough that he took three more. His little hole was stretched so, so wide, and Dimitri held him at the giant stretch until the screaming stopped. But now instead of submission the boy was shaking as he tried to push it out, crying out, “Oh fuck, daddy.” Dimitri gave him two more until he screamed, counting aloud back from sixty and then paused to admire the hot suffering twink, his hole unnaturally wide and tight around the plug and his abdomen distended. As he deflated the toy, the boy stayed in place as if frozen, and then seconds later assumed the position of submission. Conrad threaded the toy out and squirted in the most heavily laced lube of their arsenal. Dimitri greased up his huge right hands and forearms to his elbow with thicker lube and dumped a gram of Tina in his palm and made a big square fist. Conrad was over stroking the boys facing him, cooing “Such a good boy, so proud of you,” as he fed him a load of piss. The boy looked up at Conrad as if worshipping a god—which, to be honest, he was—and Dimitri paused until the boy had drank the load. Conrad moved the boy closer to the edge, his ass facing the back, and in a position where Dimitri could kneel beside the bed, his biggest fist at the boys ass, and his hands able to hold the boy by his torso or throat. Dimitri knelt and smiled. The boy was truly perfect for him. He leaned in and kissed him on the head, calling him such a good boy. The boy melted, his face nuzzled in the man’s huge bicep. “Did you like it when we stretched your little boypussy with that inflatable?” Dimitri demanded. The boy blushed slightly, but he said solemnly, “I loved it Daddy, it hurt sometimes but I loved it. Hurt me again Daddy, hurt me until I like it, please.” Dimitri smiled, and said, “Sure thing, pig boy, Daddy loves to do that too. Timmy started moaning, as he felt the big square fist being shoved up his hole, Dimitri holding his torso in place. Dimitri pushed into the molten depths of his new prize boy until he was knocking at the door of Timmy’s second ring. It was too fast and too deep for anyone’s first fisting, but Dimitri needed the boy to give him even more submission, even more of himself, than the boy had given Conrad. Dimitri froze, enjoying the boys visible struggle and the feeling of the boys fiery colon’s struggle to take his big arm. Once the struggle ceased, Timmy made a loud, deep, groan. Then he started making little noises of pleasure. Dimitri stuck his thumb out, into the boys second ring, and started making sensual circular motions. After a few minutes of this the boy was working up into a frenzy, and Dimitri started pushing the big pile of Tina in his palm into the deeper hole. Within seconds, Timmy was starting to try to fuck himself on Dimitri’s huge fist. Dimitri stopped him, grabbing him by the throat, and slid his hand out. “What do you need, slut?” Dimitri demanded. “Oh daddy, stretch me,” Timmy cried. “Gladly, slut,” Dimitri replied, sliding back in until again, he was at the boys second hole. Over the next thirty minutes, Dimitri’s fist entered and exited Timmy’s hole smoothly, until the hole began to loosen. Timmy was in a frenzy, enjoying the ride, cooing and moaning like the bitch in heat he’d become. Soon, Dimitri was punching the boy, keeping the experience smooth for the recently deflowered virgin. Dimitri punched the boy until his pussy was wet and sloppy, lube flying out with every punch. Timmy was a natural-born punch pig, begging his daddy to go harder, deeper, and crying out, “More sir, more sir.” Dimitri kept this up for a while, until his hardest punches could go in smoothly and the boy was lost in pleasure. Dimitri nodded at Conrad, who had been lying back and stroking his rock hard cock, and Conrad came over. He lubed up his hands and arms, going past his elbow. He dumped one half gram of Tina in his palm and closed it, making a big fist. Like his cock, Conrad’s fists were big and rectangular, a good half inch wider than his husbands, and his forearms were wide and flat, with very wide wrists. He was about to show Timmy what a punishing fisting felt like. Dimitri drove in and then used his fingers to flutter in the boys second ring. Timmy was in ecstasy, “Oh yea, Daddy, I need deep stretch, please, daddy.” Dimitri smiled and pulled out. “Reach back and show me your hole, and beg me to fist you deep, little pig,” Conrad commanded, sitting down behind the boy. As the boy immediately did as instructed, Dimitri grabbed a bottle of poppers, and got down by the boy, feeding him several big hits. As the poppers kicked in, Conrad drove his fist in until it was at the boys second ring. The boy was rigid and silent for a moment as his body absorbed the wide arm. He moaned and said, “Oh fuck, doc, oh fuck, so big.” Conrad gave the boy a minute, then he said “Beg me to destroy your cunt.” Conrad immediately started flicking Tina from his palm into the boys second ring. Timmy gave a little cry at the sudden burn, then he lowered his chest flat and said, “Oh god yes, please daddy, destroy my pussy, cunt me daddy.” Conrad obliged, popped his huge fist into the boy, until the muscle of the little ring closed around his his wide wrist. Timmy’s mouth opened in a silent howl. Conrad gave the boy a minute and nodded at DImitri. Dimitri gave the boy six big hits, and as the boy exhaled the sixth hit, Conrad pulled his fist out of the boy completely. Within seconds the little pig was begging for Conrad to destroy him again. And so Conrad did, driving smoothly into the boy past his second ring time after time until the boy was taking punches like the little whore he was. It didn’t take long for Dimitri to want to join in the fun, so he greased up his arm and they took turns. Soon they were changing angles, making sure the boy took their fists in all directions, stretching the hole wide and deep. The boy was doing extremely well, begging and pleading for me. Finally, Dimitri whispered, “Punish that boys pussy.” And held up his fist and made a twisting motion. Conrad nodded and Dimitri grabbed a gram vial and when Conrad pulled out, Dimitri dropped the pussypowder in. Conrad started punching it in until he felt it take affect, the boys hole undulating around him. He drove his fist into Timmy’s second ring and began to twist and turn while pulling in and out. Timmy started yelling and flopping about and Dimitri held him down, as Conrad started to use the same motion while going deeper. Suddenly, the boy stopped flopping, and Conrad pulled straight out and then started doing the same thing to his second ring, Timmy immediately started crying out, “Oh fuck daddy, punish me, punish me, cunt meeee.” Conrad kept this up for a good twenty minutes, before going back to straight punching. The torturous twisting had made the boys hole wide open and Conrad was able to go several inches deeper, until he was about two to three inches inches above his elbow. Then Dimitri took over, going in deep and dropping another quarter deep in Timmy ‘s guts. Dimitri’s arms were longer, but easier to take as they were relatively narrow behind his wrists and tapered out. Timmy thrilled at the way the big forearms stretched his hole as they went in. For a solid three hours they fisted the boy, and while Dimitri got him to take his elbow, the boy couldn’t take Conrad’s wider, square arms nearly as deep. They finally decided to take a break, and lay on the bed, Timmy between them. Each of the big men pounded the boy again, making him beg for their toxic loads. They then spent an hour or two cuddling, slowly fucking him when they let Timmy stuff their cocks into his hole. They constantly praised him, his body, and what a good boy he was. Stroking and kissing him, and sometimes fingering him gently. Timmy was still incredibly horny and the two men’s prescience made him what them to use him again. But they refused, being gentle and kind. It was now well into Saturday afternoon and so Conrad gave the boy half of a sleeping pill—giving him some piss to help wash it down. After Timmy drank both their loads of piss, they put him in a bed in one of the spare bedrooms with a big buttplug lodged in his ass. Timmy fell asleep almost immediately—he never taken a pill before—and Conrad and Dimitri went to rest in the master bedroom.

Part 9 "Fuck Dad, what happened ? s he really a doctor " I asked doubtfully smiling while exiting the clinic... tasting dad load and feeling my sore humid ass. "Yes he is really my doc. He has been following me for years now" he replied. As for what happened... well let us discuss this at home". We got in the car and arrived 10 minutes later at home. We settled in the kitchen to grab a coffee, silently. "Dad... I actually enjoyed what happened" I started, seeing Dad's startled face "I mean, I cannot deny the waves of pleasure every time dicks rub my prostate. I did not knew we could cum that way and that was so intense..." Dad remained silent, looking at me, sipping his coffee. "It is likely I take the PEP, but I cannot foresee a situation where I would not look for this sort of bliss again." "Is that so ?" he finally said, with a grin "Well yes" I blushed "Well PEP is for post exposure Son. If you want to go on taking dicks, you have similar drugs you could take for pre-exposure... because Son, not all guys will tell you if they are poz not, detectable or not... So you are down to three patch : using condoms, using PrEP or just going wild" "Well, I expect you were more on that latter side yourself, no ?" "Son, PrEP did not exist when I was pozzed. But I enjoyed so much raw sex and condoms were turning me down so it was a gamble at some point. Now whatever you decide to do, I will be here to support you the way you want me to" "I bet you do" I laughed, patting his leg, expecting him to think he would fuck me as a supporting way... "What ?" he laughed himself "Supporting me, huh ? I was imaginating what that could be that's all!" I replied with a smile. "I see... well, this can be the kind of support I can give if it is the one you want" he simply said chuckling. "But I was more referring to be there to listen, provide recommendations..." "I know Dad! I was jus joking... somehow" "Somehow ?" I stay silent, gazing at him "How somehow Son ?" I raised to my feet before kneeling in from of him, looking at him in the eyes, while opening his fly, get out his dong and start sucking him to make him hard. "Is that so Son ? Fuck, for a straight boy, you became quite quickly a cock-whore!" he said while petting my head while I please him and his stiffening cock. "You already has one load that hole this morning. I would like to deposit this one in the other ones" He said "plus you are already lubed up with Mark dirty seed!" I just nodded in approval while starting deepthroating him as his cock was going fullmast. "To your feet son" he helped me to get to et up, while moving my shorts down exposing my bare ass in his jock. He made bend over the kitchn counter. I felt his hand wander around my hole "So creamy... You are becoming a cumdump Son, be careful what you wish for" he added, before aiming his pierced dick at my hole and penetrating me. Despite the doc load as lube, Dad size was still hurting me. "you heard what Mark said, my piercing is ruining you inside and you feel it, don't you... with both our cum, if you do go on PEP, you will be pozzed son." "I know Dad.... I know... Everything in its own time!" I said, just starting to feel the wave of pleasures slowly replacing the pain "For now, just fuck me... make me cum like you did yesterday!" "Oh slutty boy" was he replied before becoming more talkative "You like your Dad cock heu ? "Yes I do!" I said as he was driving me crazy with each thrust sending waves "Are you sure you want another poz load in you Son ? "Yeah, I am! Fuck Dad, I feel your cock when patting my stomach, that feels amazing" "Yeah you like that ?" his dirty talk just fucking turned me on... lust took complete control over me "I am gonna seed you Son!" His dick massaging my prostate and his talk pushed over the edge and I shot my load in the jock, already soaked "Fuck Dad I am cumming" "Yeah ? Good, I about to. Are you sure you want it ?" "Yes" "Yes what ?" "Yes, pleas fill me with your seed!" "Son you are becoming such a slut." he said as he goes on nearing his climax "Beg for it! Beg for my poz cum!" "Please Dad, breed me with you poz cum!" "As you desire!" In a final thrust I could feel Dad's cock throbbing deep inside. After a few seconds, he withdrew and made me kneel in front of him "Clean that boy". I did as told, tasting a bit of iron again with our mix fluid... "Good Son... but you better get the PEP! Or you will definitely get poz !" he said. AS I let go of his softening cock, I rose to my feet again. "You are right Dad... But how would you go on ?" "What do you mean ?" "Well as I said before, I cannot foresee a future without prostatic orgasm... nor cock like yours" "That is sweet of you... but if that is what you now want I would then recommend to go on PrEP. Then I could fuck you..." I pause unsure how to say what is coming to him... "Dad, before visiting the doc, I read a lot about that... and that fucking turned me on... And I read that you call the man that converted you your father... Well since I read that I cannot stopping about you beconing a second time my father." Dad was looking at me in disbelief. Though he was the one who introduced me to raw rough gay sex, he could not believe what I said... "You are becoming quite a chaser Son. Are you sure you are aware off hte consequences ? I mean, being poz comes with a price. You will be sick as shit when you sero-convert, you would have regular checkups to monitor ou rviral load, you would have to on meds to not alter your life-span..." "Yeah I read all of that. and because I am your son, you already saif you would support me the way I want." "Are you really really sure, Jay ? because this cannot be undone!" "I am not sure, but I cannot get away from you. It seems your tattoos act like a magnet to me now..." Without adding a word , Dad mades me face the counter and bent me over... and he rammed his cock which was full erect again "Alright Son, then so be it" I gasped by the sudden and surprised turn of event, but still growing excited. He starts fucking me with long slow strokes this times and he said "Here are some rules then : You will share my bed si I can fuck you every time I want to. You will stay with me as long as you want, but you cannot leave before you convert. You cannot be fucked by other men before then. Once you convert, we get you on meds. Agreed ?" "Yes Dad!" "I was not expecting this when you called Saturday morning, Son, but god, I love your ass!" "And I lot your cock" once that said, he made his assault more rough "Is that all ? Beg for it!" "Please fuck me" I replied, as I also was full mast, my dick swirling in my cum and precum in the jock. "I will seed you son! I will impregnate your deep guts with my toxic load! "Yeah, you will ?" "Yes! Fuck your ass is sucking out my cock... I will already shoot." "Please, Dad, give to me!" "Yeah ? He it comes Son. Take it deep" and in a last brutal movement I could feel him planting his seed deep inside my guts. "Now Son, your conversion journey continues then!" he said panting, as I was in ecstasy of the feeling... Expecting what could be a full week with him, after just this single weekend!

Anyone who has studied economics, whether micro or macro, will tell you that a one day protest is useless. The people protesting will spend their money the day before or the day after. Look at a profit and loss statement, even for a week; there’s not going to be a bit of difference.

I have been jabbed so many times for Covid that the white card they gave out once the vaccine was available is completely full. I was boosted in October and the pharmacist laughed telling me I no longer need the card. I keep it, just in case, next to my passport. But here is my point. I have traveled nationally and internationally since the vaccine because available. I have been on planes and cruise ships with thousands of people. I have NEVER ONCE gotten Covid. I have come in contact with thousands of people and not once have I become ill. Why? I continue to follow guidelines, I am not going down some rabbit hole. I want to live my life and not have it halted by a virus.

Tina is great for unlocking that, isn’t it?

Part 8 Dad drove us home, well to his house. In silent. Once arrived, I went to my assigned room and shut the door leaving him awkwardly struggling with what he thought I was feeling. I sit on my bed, feeling the plug being pushed up my mattress, awakening me some desire again... lost in the thought of this fucked up weekend ending with me lusting for man's meat and juice... All of that mostly because of my twisted Dad... Should I resent him for what he have done ? For planting the seed in my mind that this would free me ? For actually plating his seed deep in my guts ? I should resent him for that... I mean he even let two strangers breed me as lunch for desert... but I cannot... Was it thankfulness I was feeling ? Speaking of the devil, I heard knocks on the door... "May I come in ?" "Yes" "I asked this time, and I am dressed. So do you want to discuss what happened at the restaurant ? it seems that whatever happened with your boss in the toilets triggered some turmoil..." "That is the least to say, Dad... My boss is not poz and all I saw yesterday was roleplay. So yes she cheated on me with him but yet all was a fantasy" "oh... Oh I see... Well I am sorry son... this would have brought us closer... I was able to disclose you I was myself positive" I looked at him puzzled... Does he even realize it is only this ?!? "and we have become more intimate. You discover part of your body that could give you pleasure like you never expected. You discover facets of you craving for different desires, primal ones. There is no point regretting what you saw yesterday, what you have experienced since then. First because it is too late, but more importantly because you need to be true to yourself : you fucking enjoyed yourself. Did you not ?" I lay there reflecting, feeling lectured... but also reassured maybe. "Saying no would be lying." I admitted. "Though, I struggle to understand how the full straight jock I was 48 hours ago could fancy such twisted things you made me do... I mean, I just have the impression when I replay the whole situation that you are the one who tricked me, that you made me your fleshlight" I see dad think about my statements, accusation even, and it does not seem to anger him. "You would not be my son, I admit I would plead guilty right away! I converted a few neg guys that way. Thinking about it could make me hard right now... But you are my son. And things did not developed that way... you have to admit it". He replied assertively, maintaining eye contact, and his reference to he pozzing neg guys made me look at his scrotch, furtively, or so I thought. "Listen Son, I am sorry. What happened does me you could turn positive... you can always take PEP, which would highly reduce the risk... I will take an appointment tomorrow with my doctor so you can check this out with him". I looked at him, and I seemed relieved that he is taking of me. I went to hug him and just sighed in his chest. Being held in his arms this way felt secure and in some way his scents triggers some arousal in me which I tried to hide. Either he did not notice it or faint to. After a while I unfold my arms and just say "Thank you. I think I need to meet the doctor" "Alright. I will arrange this fist thing in the morning". The rest of the day went on quietly, as we settled in the garden near the pool. He was reading, while I was browsing content on phone... Well actually looked for information about the risks, to be sure to ask every single question to the doc the next day... The next morning, I woke up hearing dad on the phone, and to my understanding he was according to meet the doctor. As he hang up, he knocked on the door and I yawned as just said "Yes". "Hi Son, I hope you slept well. Everything alright ?" "Yes, thanks. It seems I had a restful night. I has been a long time, though I felt some pain in my ass... but well I would discuss this with the doctor" "Yes about that, appointment is in one hour. So you have 45min to get ready and I will drive you there. I took some days off to be sure everything is going okay." "Thanks Dad, let me properly wake up and prepare and I will be there". I hung out a bit more in bed, before showering and getting. As I notice I forgot to was my laundry, I decide to wear yesterday clothes... not that I have much choices... Dad drove me the local clinic, we sat in the waiting room, while I hear my name called. I raised to my feet and went to the exam room. A very handsome man in his fifties was sitting on a chair, looking at his computer. As he saw me, he greeted me "Hi, I am Doctor Gabel. First time we meet, Jay Marsch, is it ?" "Hi, Yes Doctor." "Okay, I see you are the son of Andrews Marsch, who called for you saying this was an emergency. So explain what is happening to me." "Indeed... well I am not sure how to say this... " hesitating wht to say and not to say "Jay, no need to be ashamed or fear anything... I see plently of men and women here with things that would seems awkward to anyone... So feel free to speak. no judgement" he said seing my reluctancy to develop. "Okay... well I had unprotected sex with a man who is HIV positive, and I would like to see how I could get PEP". "I see" he simply replied raising an eybrow "Were you top or bottom ?Are you usually barebacking ?" "heu, bottom I guess, and yes I used to with my girlfried, who appeared to be cheating on me" "Owh okay. You are bisexual then ?" "Well, I have never done a thing with a man before this weekend." "Okay. Since this have been you first time, I might need to have a look at you. WOuld you mind getting undress and lay on your back on the eximanation table ? "Sure". I started to get undress until being in the jock Dad lent me "You can keep that on, Jay" he said with a smile. I climbed on the table an laid on my back, as I saw the doctor apprroaching - noticing a bulge in his pants. "Alright Jay, please raise your hips and your legs so I can see your anus. I might need probe at least one finger inside before inserting a speculum to check. Any pains there since you get fucked ?" I did what I was told. He lubed his fingers and inserted it. My felt my sore ass reacting and clenching on it. The doc goes on, inserting a second finger. My body was reacting to the intrusion, and I started to get a boner. "Okay Jay, no neeed to be ashamed of your reaction. It is totally normal. I will now insert the speculum, that will feel quite cold but that would allow me to see inside if there is any bleeding." "Okay doctor, but I think there was bleeding... I mean the man's penis was pinkish once he withdrew from me" "Okay, let me confim this" with that he starting to insert the metallic tool, which felt cold. Once inside he opened it, and feeling opened, he inserted a finger which I felt was caressing my guts. "Okay Jay what I see here is a bit messy. Besides traces of cum, there are indeed nice scratching marks and they seem to go far" I started to worry about that description "well he was pretty hung, like 11 inches and a piercing sharply drooved." "Interesting. I know some guys that could match that description" wait was doc gay ? "And were you able that the stud was positive before in came in you ?" "Yes I was" I admitted. "So if I sum up, you are a straight man who was fucked raw by a very hung man, who has a piercing designed to scratch your insides, a man who is HIV positive and you let cum him in you. Am I correct ?" he asked. Laid on the table I could only see the astonishment and smile on his face between my legs, and all the time having a finger rubbing my inside "Well said like this, if seems completly crazy... but yes" "Ok Jay, so let me ask you more questions. It seems that having things down you ass is exciting you. And so is telling me what happened. You jock is being soaked by you dick as we speak. You let a positive man gift you. Did you enjoy the moment ? Do you think you would do it again ?" "I did enjoy that yes, but wait you said gift ? How is that a gift ? "Ow this is the word poz man use when they share their semen to neg guys usually. And we consider this has a gift because it set free of the fear of catching it. And for some men, it is also an attraction. Were you attracted to that cock ?" What the fuck was happening... where this consultation was going. And did he just said 'we' when talking about poz men ? and yet i hear myself replying "Yes" to the doctor. "I come back in one minute Jay" the doctor said leaving the room and me exposed on the table. "Okay Jay, I am back and I asked your father to join me". What the fuck was this doctor. "Andrews" the doc calls my dad by his fist name as well ?? "Have a look at his guts." Dad did bent an check through the speculum my guts. "You fucked him good, Andrews" the doc said, before adding "Jay, you can take PEP, that would work, but before this, I would like you to consider this." with that he opened his flyer and revealed a 9-inch cock. He withdraw the speculum and put his dick at my entrance looking me in the eyes. "I can feel your ass pushing on me Jay. Do you want me to go further ?" I was again losing control over my cock which has been drooling precum since the first finger intrusion... i just sighed and nodded. With that the doc just slided in, inches after inches until I feel his balls against my ass. "You feel these balls ? They have a huge load for you Jay. Now be a good son and suck your old man cock while I breed you". Dad was already stroking his cock, leaking with precum as he came near and directed my head to his mushroom. The doc started to go back and forth. "Yeah suck that dick Jay. You know your father is the one who converted me. In a way is a kind of father to me." he said. "Fuck your ass is good. I will not last long Andrews" "Well breed his cunt Mark, I will fed him his breakfast" Dad said, in my disbelief. The doc just rushed in and out and just shout "Oh fuck, take my seed boy!" as I feel him filling me. A few seconds later was cumming down my throat, petting me. As they both got their dick back in their pant, I recovered slowly from the fuck "Well Jay this was an interesting encounter. You can get dressed as well. Here is your prescription. Up to you to decide to take it or not. But please take an appointment to have a checkup in one month" he said, winking at my dad, and handing me the drug list.

White Wolf on the Hunt On paper or clothed, Dr. Conrad Morris and Dimitrios Argyros were vastly different men. Dimitrios hailed from a long line of Greek shipping magnates, and was educated at private schools in Switzerland, France, and England. Morris was one hundred percent WASP elite, a Choate boy, with an Ivy League medical degree and a society page mother and financier father. Whereas Dimitri was dark, even a bit swarthy, Morris was dark blonde, pink skin and with a square handsome Anglo face. Naked, though, the men appeared somewhat more similar. Morris was far less hairy, but both men had huge chests and tight abs. Conrad was built more square, like the football player he’d been, his six pack square block instead of the intense bodybuilder-level definition that made Dimitri’s waist so enchanting. In place of Dimitri’s tattoo Conrad had a gorgeously-rendered white wolf, its eyes pentagrams, its fangs opening around the toxic waste symbol right above his hard naval, and a long tongue snaking down the length of his big fat cock. His cock was slab like and rectangular, a solid ten inches in length and eight around. White as marble, it got hard as steel and stayed that way for hours. Even the most experienced men actually found his cock harder to take than Dimitri’s because it did not taper—when hard it started with perfectly shaped blunt head that was nearly immediately 8 inches around from head to shaft. His current boy—a tall, wiry 22-year-old Latino Morris had converted three years ago—still cried out every time the good doctor used the big head to batter open the boys second ring. Morris drove down the park from the large townhouse he lived in and tapped the codes for both the building and Dimitri’s private parking area. He and the other four heads of the Brotherhood chapter all had spaces, marked with stylized icons of their spiritual-animal companions. Taking the private lift up and reaching the apartment he immediately heard deep moaning and little gasps of surprise coming from one of the bathrooms. Poking his head in, he saw that Dimitri had the boy handcuffed facing towards the shower wall, on his tiptoes, while the big man milked little Timmy’s prostrate while fingerfucking the boyhole. Dimitri looked up and Conrad grinned and squeezed his hardening slab. Dimitri smiled and fingerfucked harder, eliciting little screams from the boy and Conrad left to get naked and high. Conrad went into the sex bedroom—he knew the drill—and saw that one of Dimitri’s dozens of staff had already put on fresh sheets. He stripped off his tight cashmere jogging pants and tshirt and looked at himself in the mirror. His big cock was semihard and still damp from the depths of little Julio’s glorious throat. Julio had begged for his seed, but Conrad wanted to load up the new conquest. And once the prospect of his animal side knotting and destroying the boy’s pussy was revealed had made any fuck for Julio a no go. But the gorgeous Latino had been such a good boy lately, Conrad had given Julio his Amex Platinum with instructions to spend no more than a thousand and let him choose an ample selection of party favors from daddy’s fingerprint-locked drugs safe. Folding up his clothes neatly he placed them into the drawer marked “white wolf.” He set his phone down and it chimed as if on que, and Conrad grinned as a video popped up of Julio and a blonde twink owned by another Brotherhood member doing a giant line of crystal off of the huge black cock of the bouncer at the local leather nightclub. Julio wouldn’t be getting the cock of the daddy-master he was addicted to tonight, but he was definitely getting some good dick. “Take video, little whoreboy,” Conrad texted. Conrad loaded up Dimitri’s pipe and began to slowly and languidly get high. He stroked his famously gorgeous hard cock, the big veins on his arms flexing as he stroked. Conrad was exceptionally turned on, and he felt the wolf stir, the tongue that ran from above his navel along his giant marble slab grew warm as his cock rose. Fuck, he thought, maybe the kid had a magic pussy after all. After a few minutes, he wondered what was keeping Dimitri and the hot little piece of ass. Getting up and walking towards the bathroom, he heard a sharp crack and Timmy cried out. He arrived just as Dimitri was delivering, according Timmy’s cry, belt strap number five on Timmy’s perfect white ass. “What do you say?” Dimitri said. “I am sorry, sir, please, sir,” Tommy gasped, “Please sir, it would be an honor to drink your piss.” Keeping Timmy facing away from Conrad, Dimitri cuffed the boys thin but muscular arms behind his back. Timmy knelt—Conrad could see the boys pink hole was puffy from his recent Virgin fuck—and swallowed great gulps of piss, his expression showing the taste was a struggle. Waiting until Dimitri was done, Conrad walked over, knelt, and whispered softly, “I hear you’re a dirty boy who just took several dirty toxic Greek loads.” Timmy looked back, his eyes wide with surprise to find someone else there. Then his entire face and torso turned red with embarrassment as he slowly recognized the hot older doctor from his recent visit. Dimitri took Timmy’s head off his cock, and whispered something in his ear. Still on his knees, he faced Conrad and knelt and started kissing Conrad’s huge feet, working his way up the man’s tree stalk legs. He then silently put his mouth around Conrad’s huge semi-hard cock head and looked up at the big man with his dark eyes wide. Conrad smiled, and fed the boy small mouthfuls of piss, going over so slowly, to prolong his humiliation. When his bladder was half empty, Conrad reached down and brought the boy up and standing. He uncuffed him and ordered him to turn. “Show Daddy Doc your pussy, Timmy,” Conrad growled, lifting one of the boys quite defined legs up onto the bathroom vanity. He speared the boy with the head of his cock, holding tightly onto Timmy’s tight ass as he did so. Timmy shouted, “Ow, daddy, oh fuck,” at the big stretch. Conrad delivered the rest of his piss—enough the fill the boy up—and then reaching into the sink he grabbed the buttplug Dimitri had taken out of the boy earlier and drove it up the spasming quim. Conrad picked Timmy up, and growled in his ear, “My cock is super thick and it’s gonna stretch you so good.” Timmy could feel the big slab pulsing under his ass, and he shivered. “I am going to get you high, and you’re going to beg me, like you begged your daddy Dimitri, for my toxic loads,” Conrad spoked quietly. “Is that clear, boy?” Timmy nodded, “Yes, sir, please sir, give me your toxic loads.” Reaching the bedroom, he gently laid the boy down on his back. Conrad took the boys perfect head in his head and looked into the boys dark eyes, dilated from the drugs, and he said in his deep voice, “My cock hurts like a motherfucker, especially to a relative virgin like you, so you get to be high tonight. But every Wednesday my office closes early so you’re going to be there, every week, and you’re going to get fucked with no chems. Every week, kid.” Conrad got the twink well beyond pleasantly high. Conrad needed to seed, and he needed his wolf to appear, and the higher the kid was the more likely he would be an acceptable offering to the supernatural. He stuffed several big shards of crystal up the little pink hole, driving the burning rocks around the boys little buttplug, as Timmy first screamed but soon begged to be used and stretched. He placed Timmy between himself and Dimitri, and both men kept up a constant stream of praise for the boy, his beauty, his physical perfection, his good boy obedience, alternating to how they were going to seed him, leave him open and dripping, fill him with piss and toxic cum. The entire time they plied the boy with the pipe. Timmy got his own clouds plus both of their shotguns every time until Timmy was gone into a world of dark desires. And then Conrad began the boy’s fuck. Timmy, like every man before him, found his first experience of the marble cock—which felt like someone trying to shove a pulsing, warm, pink and white four-by-four up his ass—difficult. Conrad was patient and relatively gentle, put the cock needed what the cock needed, and the wolf needed destruction. Timmy keened, groaned, and pleaded for Conrad to go slow. And Conrad patiently opened the boy until it was truly time for Timmy to learn to surrender to the needs of his top. Conrad began to push harder, to demand that his cock sink in. “Push out, boy, it will make it easier,” Conrad commanded. Conrad grinned wildly as the boy did and a inch of dick slid into the boys second hole. Timmy started a low, keening moan, and his little pink hole began creaming around the huge, big dildo-sized intruder, the boy’s ass juices mixing with lube and piss to make a foam. “Fuck, you are a little pussy aren’t you?” Conrad demanded, “First you bleed like a girl when my husband takes your cherry, and now your asspussy is coming around my big man cock?” #### Making Wolf and Dragon Little known fact: Dimitrios Argyros, MBA, and Conrad Morris, MD, have been very-happily-married since the early 1990s. Over the course of their 35-year marriage neither man has ever given up his status as a platinum gay top—meaning neither has given his ass to another man nor fucked a woman—but they have together fucked hundreds—if not thousands—of men. There was an early period when they lived together, but the animal spirits that shadow them aren’t particularly social beings and so Conrad took the huge mansion on the park while Dimitri lives in the Penthouse. They lived together as an A-list, double-top, drugs-and-leather-on-weekends-suits-during-the-week power couple for about a decade. Going out and notching up conquests at every circuit party, Provincetown weekend, LA Pride, and Russian River, Fire Island or Douglas house party they attended. They were just as striking then as they are now, their muscular bodies, handsome faces, expensive clothes, and serious dom top energy meant men and boys lined up, eager to be another notch on the storied couple’s belt. Their conquests in those days were varied—muscle bottom pigs, wiry skinny skinheads of ever color with big uncut Euro cocks, Tall and short Latinos, small- and big-dicked Asians, Black twinks, all manner of bears, manly chubs, and bearded otters, blondes (Dimitri), curly-dark-haired Jewish boys with pale skin and rosy cheeks (Conrad) and red heads (always both, with great enthusiasm)—but then they met the Crone. And the Great Stag. And their life was altered in ways neither could imagine. Visiting the Crone started as a joke. Conrad bought Dimitrios a visit to a fortune-teller on a visit to Prague. It seemed appropriate. The city was beautiful and the architecture exotic and mysterious in the night. The Crone lived up to her movie representation—down to the veil, the hoop earrings, and the clinking bracelets. But the lark soon turned dark, as the heavily-accented English cadence of the tiny withered woman transported them out of Prague, out of the human world, and into a dark wood. There, isolated from one another by the vast, old-growth European forests of Eastern Europe each of the men faced great tests. Each confronted their own lack of seriousness, their lives lived without purpose, their reflexive capitalist need for self-denial, and their inadequate pursuits of pleasure. And each regained conscious into the real world, naked, lying next to one another in their big king bed in their suite at the Four Seasons Prague. Their formerly unmarked bodies now bore the tattoos of their new spiritual guides: Conrad’s White Wolf and Dimitri’s Dragon. ### A Trademark Fuck Timmy was now truly and fully experiencing a Dr. Conrad Morris Fuck. Timmy had been fucked for the first time several hours earlier—by the massive cock of a man he regarded as a sex god, Dimitri—but he was pretty sure Conrad Morris was a damn good fuck too. The man had been patient he knew, and the first forty minutes had indeed “hurt like a motherfucker.” The thing between the man’s legs was agonizingly thick, and shaped to destroy. But then everything fell into place—his longtime sexual fantasies about Roman Gladiators, his affinity for Treasure Island porn, the drugs and magic seed the dom stud had given him—and suddenly giving the big muscle man, who was the spitting image of his high-school quarterback crush, his boypussy seemed like the most natural and important thing in the world. He knew at some level it was still painful, but now he relished the pain. He knew his pussy was meant for destruction, and that his place in the universe was to allow men like Conrad and Dimitri to destroy it. However, whenever, they chose. Conrad could see the change in the boy: the submission, the surrender. He could also, to his immense pleasure, feel it as he cock sank in balls deep into the boy’s hole. “Oh fuck, boy, that’s right,” Conrad panted, speeding up, “Take daddy’s big cock deep, let me own that boyhole.” Conrad now fucked more brutally, enjoying the way his big slab was visible through the boys tight, fat-free torso. Suddenly, Timmy began crying out, moaning, his entire body shaking as he experienced his first anal orgasm. Seeing the change, Dimitri got up from where he’d been reclining on the big leather sofa along one wall enjoying the show. He grabbed a 3/4 gram vial of crushed Tina, his pipe, and then his small bowl of crystal rocks and walked over. He handed his husband the vial and got the smoke flowing. He and Conrad took turns puffing and shotgunning—little Timmy thought the two of them making out was one of the hottest things he’d ever seen—and then Dimitri started feeding clouds to the already-high Timmy. After Timmy had puffed a bit, the need in his hole growing, Timmy began to beg, “Oh fuck, doc, oh fuck daddy, harder, need deeper.” As he began to really rail the boy, he felt the beast stir. “Teach this gorgeous little slut the Litany of the Offering ,” Conrad said, “Somebody wants to join us and fuck up this hole.” Dimitri grinned and leaned in and whispered quietly in Timmy’s ear. Timmy opened his eyes—the darkest brown of his eyes now void black—and looked directly into Conrad’s face. His expression one of intense need, he began begging, “I am your hole, fill me with your seed, I am your hole, fill me your toxic seed.” Conrad grinned, and began a series of full pull out and slam in fucks, Timmy squealing the words of the litany with each punishing thrust. Still slam-fucking the boy, Conrad opened the vial of crushed pussy powder. He recited the sacred words, proper to his beast, over the boys begging. “The white wolf is a creature of snow, and ice, his eyes shine crystal blue. The white wolf is a creature of snow and ice…”. Conrad pulled out, and in a movement he’d practiced hundreds of times over the decades, he dropped the entire vial of crystal deep in Timmy’s boyhole. Without missing a beat the huge cock, already starting its supranatural swell, plunged into Timmy, driving the big pile ahead of the blunt head. Timmy started screaming as his hole burned with fire and the cock’s new length pushed in at least a half-inch deeper than Conrad had gone before. The room went immediately black as night, the lights and candles extinguished. The eyes of Conrad’s wolf tattoo glowed bright blue, the pentagrams worked into them pulsing uncomfortably warm. Conrad felt the swelling increase, as his cock slowly lengthened and the base started bulging. Timmy was going to be fortunate tonight—if his cock swelled slowly, it would make what was to come easier to bear. Conrad continued to fuck the boy, each thrust in to the boys molten depths going deeper, and each time by the time he pulled out his cock was thicker and the big swelling ball that grew at the base of his cock was larger. Conrad plunged in again, and started just fucking the base of his cock in and out, each pull stretching the boys outer ring like a growing set of anal beads, each stretch bigger than the last. Conrad couldn’t believe how good it felt—not as sweet as a hole during the sex ritual, but just off of that by a fraction. Timmy was begging for the fuck, begging for the load, begging Conrad to stop, crying out, moaning, and yelling, “Fuck me daddy, harder, punish my pussy, it’s what I neeeeed.” This last cry came as the beast fully revealed itself, the cock growing twice as fast with each punishing fuck of the gaping boycunt and the long tongue wrapped around the giant burned hot. Conrad looked down—and brought his cock out—his cock was probably thirteen inches now, and he estimated eleven around, the ball at the base swollen to fourteen inches in circumference. His cock remained gorgeous, shaped in its nearly angular beauty, pink and white and alive. Hard it never really looked real—he agreed with those who said looked a bit like a big dildo—but swollen to this size, and with the bulging base, it looked like something from a fist fuckers dildo fantasies. And this dildo was covered in a thick layer of slightly pink pussy cream. And this living dildo needed to fuck. And so fuck he did, pillaging Timmy’s hole for a solid thirty more minutes. Timmy was gaping and sometimes struggling, but Dimitri was looking out for Timmy, dropping shards into his gash for Conrad to drive in and whispering in his ear while feeding him the pipe. The boy stopped struggling, and just started moaning and grunting quietly—when he suddenly opened his eyes and looked Conrad square in the face. “I am your hole, feed me that seed, please daddy, feed me the seed.” At that moment the big cock swelled, and Conrad could actually see the bulge in Timmy’s abdomen get bigger, and Cobrad erupted, his cock spewing first several gigantic pent-up-spurts of his own semen, and the big cock sputtered for a split second and then the thick, heavy cream of supernatural semen erupted. Conrad kept brutally fucking, making sure that the heavy cream coated his still spurting tool. He plunged out and plunged in again, stopping with his cock positioned so the ball at the base was in Timmy’s hole at the widest point. Over the next few minutes, with each squirt of come, his cock continued to swell and the ball grew by another inch and a half in diameter. Timmy was both screaming and experience a rolling series of assgasms. Dimitri, from long experience, was holding the boy’s legs back and keeping his body in place. For Timmy, the big swelling cock was like getting punched in the gut with every thrust. But his desire to be dominated, to take the load, and the growing euphoria of his second dose of supernatural sperm was feeding his need for destruction. However, when Conrad paused and Timmy felt the final stretch by the ball at the base of the giant cock, he went completely silent; His mouth open in a silent howl. Dimitri grinned and bit the boys ear. Conrad was not generally any where near as mean or sadistic as Dimitri could be, but he loved to punish hole in very particular ways. Conrad’s friends were convinced that Conrad owned one of every single enema tool or inflatable ever made, and most of them were huge and could be used with great brutality. Conrad’s dominant maleness was currently locked into battle with the will-to-self-preservation of a very high, very small in stature, and very hungry natural pussy boy. Timmy’s eyes were pleading, his ass involuntarily trying to push the giant intruder out. But no one-hundred-pound eighteen-year-old twink could match physical strength with a giant muscle fucker, especially when the boy was not fighting the man, but himself. With great clarity, like a lightswitch click, both men saw Timmy submit yet again. This time even more completely and fully. His eyes closed, lashes wet with tears, his head lolled back as he moaned out, “Fuck me daddy, please, hurt me.” Conrad kept the stretch for about thirty more seconds as Dimitri whispered, “Now that’s a good boy.” Then Conrad popped the supernaturally giant cock into the boy and positioned himself on his toes over his prey with his bulging arms holding the boy captive, his cock able to penetrate the boy to its fullest depth. Conrad plundered and pillaged the boy, fucking hard and fast, popping his huge tool out and driving it in to its new pussy-crushing depth. Each time he was entered, Timmy spasmed and groaned, but he no longer shouted. Instead, he moaned and keened as he rode the pleasure/pain journey Conrad was guiding him on, silently weeping in relief to have finally accepted his true role in the world. Conrad fucked him until Timmy started showing his rosebud. Conrad pulled out, reached into the big bowl of crystal rocks and selected a large one. He placed the big rock in the huge piss hole of his expanded cock and drove it in deep. Timmy cried out and Conrad commanded, “Bear down, use your hole to suckle on daddy’s giant tree then push out hard.” Conrad sighed as Timmy groaned, his entire hole suddenly reminded of the size of the supernatural cock. When Conrad felt the amazing suckle of Timmy milking his cock shift to the opening of the hard push out, and he drove his cock in just a smidge tighter and let loose a giant stream of mixed pent-up chempiss, leftover toxic man cum, and supernatural sperm. Timmy cried out at the burn, but then he started begging, “Oh fuck daddy that burns so good, use me as your urinal daddy, please daddy stretch me.” In all, after Conrad’s wolfy orgasm, Timmy was fucked for another ninety minutes by his daddy doctor’s oversized cock. In all, Conrad had been inside the boy for nearly two and a half hours of constant, dominating bliss. Dimitri was getting justifiably restless for his turn, and he started preparing for the next stage. He made sure the there was an adequate supply of both crushed Tina and rocks at the ready and rifled around in drawers gathering cuffs and jocks and other paraphernalia. While Conrad continued fucking, Dimitri loaded up the pipe and he and Conrad smoked. “Getting impatient, old man,” Conrad teased. Dimitri grinned and said, “Losing your self-control old man, can’t stop? I told you it was one sweet hole.” Right as Dimitri said that Timmy went into another anal orgasm and Conrad’s eyes rolled into the back of his head, “Top twenty fucks of my life, maybe top ten,” he breathed out, his smile ecstatic, “Okay, top five, what a hole.” Dimitri grinned and then leaned into towards Timmy’s head, reaching across, he locked a wide leather collar trimmed in red around the spun out boys neck. He turned Timmy’s head towards his own and the boy opened his eyes and looked into the man’s handsome face, his eyes black but adoring. “Timmy you weren’t top five for me baby,” Dimitri said, “No, you’ve got the best boypussy I’ve ever had. And I am going to ravish that pussy every day for the rest of my life.”

I had noticed this, and noted that its existence speaks volumes... As @partying.hard correctly points out, it will be completely unnoticeable (apart from a throwaway news item) to the people it's intended to hurt or threaten. A one-day event won't touch their bottom line significantly (and if it would, our economic system would be so volatile as to be useless). Also, a one-day event will most probably be a throwaway even from the point of view of the proletariat customers. People who participate will simply move their purchases to another day. But furthermore (and this is the part that to me personally is most interesting), the existence of such an event directly implies that it will be a meaningful change in behavior for the people cancelling their purchases... in other words, that most people BUY A SIGNIFICANT QUANTITY OF GOODS EACH AND EVERY DAY! That says a lot about the 21st century American culture and economy.

Well, they've had a sip of the cool-aid, and not much more can be expected of them. On the other hand, President of Ukraine, Mr. Zelenskyy, sat down with His Faded Orangeness, and that other bearded blunder, for a discussion about their valuable dirt and our guarantees of assistance as the little-boy-to-the-north's war drags (literally) on and on and on. We, the citizens of the US, were completely disgraced by the performance of our elected leadership - both President and Vice President, as both of them insulted the President of Ukraine over and over and over again. This time, Macron wasn't there to gently touch Orangie's arm (to get him to shut his hole) and explain quietly what the actual situation was. It was a truly embarrassing demonstration of grade-school-class bullying put on by our President & Veep.

For me it was November, and pretty much the same story, Pharmacist where I go asks regularly about a number of boosters, and I always get them. They've never bothered me at all, so why not take a professional's advice?

Excellent youth training 👌

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@Erik62 would you please cite your sources?

To me, it does seem plausible he might be straight while still fucking a man. It's not that simple: there are sexual identities (gay, straight, bi, pan, etc), sexual behaviours (fucking, sucking, everything else!), and sexual preferences (into men, into women, into cis, into trans, into NB, and many more), and they do not necessarily all line up, even among "straight" identifying men. Here in the UK, there's a common joke among straight men that "any hole's a goal", and I have used that to my advantage on a number of occasions. Also among laddish guys, if you happen to crouch down in front of them (say, to tie your laces or whatever), you'll occasionally get a "while you're down there, mate" as they all laugh. I have gotten lucky once or twice here too, when I've said words to the effect of "ok then|", suggested my skills in that area, and steered the resulting confusion towards an outcome I'm hoping for. I used to have a regular straight guy who'd host, bend me over, and literally put his phone on my back watching straight porn while he was fucking me. He just needed a hole to cum in, and I was happy to be that hole. Another straight guy who'd insist on me wearing a jock to cover up my cock while he was fucking me on my back (once or twice made me wear panties), calling me 'baby girl' the whole time. I acted the part for him, because of course I fucking did. It's really not that simple, and in truth never has been, from place to place, culture to culture, man to man. There are always complexities...

I am aware of bar and door staff that were fired after fraternising with customers during their shift at venues in London. One venue I know has a policy of barring for life staff that are fired for misconduct. I imagine it is a legal thing where a venue with an adult encounter license might be accused of breaking the terms of the license and even running a brothel if they charge an entry fee and then allow staff 'engage' with customers. When you think about it, as an employer it'd be a legal minefield to permit staff to engage with customers in that way - liability, insurance, safeguarding, all sorts of things come to mind.

FORTUNATELY, we are beginning to get rumbles. They're getting more frequent & louder 🤣🤣🤣. This AM, Australia 🇦🇺 got a VERY BIG earthquake strength jolt when a reporter asked Trump about the AUKUS deal. "AH, WHAT'S THAT🤔??? " He's an IDIOT 😱.

I’m 84, and I follow the routine of douching with a bulb douche to clear water when my hookup arrives. We then engage in foreplay for a half hour or 45 minutes. Then it’s time to douche again to clear water. What happens after the first douche is that matter further up in your intestines drops down to replace what was removed in the first cleaning. The second cleanup takes care of that. Fortunately I have a walk in shower to make the process easier. If I don’t use this process my top is going to get shit on his cock. I’m also a fisting top and don’t like to see any shit around my hand, whether a bare or gloved hand. I recently had to teach a young man this technique when I saw shit around his hole during our session. After the second douche, he remained squeaky clean. I’m not into scat, and neither are the tops that fuck me. The other choice would be to fast the day before a hookup, but I believe this process is much easier than that.

Hints from Heloise....faggot pig edition.

But there's an enormous gap between "this school lets students use their preferred pronouns without notifying the parents" and "10-12 year olds getting bottom surgery" (or whatever). And no one I know - not the most liberal of liberals, and I know some pretty far left people - are in favor of gender-confirming surgery on anyone who isn't - at a minimum - close to the age of majority; and none of them support such surgeries without parental consent. Honestly, no one with any sense gives a fuck whether "Taylor" wants to be referred to as "he" or "she" in school. Pronouns are a sideshow - and dishonest people want to use the use of "pronoun identification" (My pronouns are he/him) as evidence that there's a huge movement read to cut little boys' dicks and balls off to turn them into girls, or to do breast removal on girls.

We don't, have a play room in the basement that has shelves of toys, sling, fuck bench, fuck machine, mattresses with water resistant sheets and a large open shower with double heads and hose attachments for easy douching, not to mention all the other toys that get left around the house as we play haha. Our cleaning lady comes in daily and makes sure the room is always clean, specially after we host big events (lots of cum stains and piss all over from ws lol)

Dave's awareness of his situation suddenly became clear; he'd just been fucked by his boss, here he was on a couch, naked and cum filled as his boss' buddy was stood above him, slowly stroking his own engorged member waiting to have sex. Dave began muttering, "I...I think I'd better go." Tommy could see what was happening, he'd once been there and seen this situation before. Young guy gets spun, has fun but instantly regrets it, knows he's straight. In one way Tommy felt sorry for his friend's young apprentice, "Shhhh, I get it", he said softly, "This is all confusing and you're head's fogged up, let's chill a bit and get you fixed up." With that Tommo pushed Dave, now trying to get up from the couch, back down. "Sit down and breathe, I'll help you out", Dave began to do as Tommo suggested while the older man went and got them some drinks. Eyes closed, Dave breathed deeply, slowing his mind, still processing what had happened with Niall. "You asleep?" Dave opened his eyes, jerking his head up to see Tommo holding out a glass of coke. "Coke?" Dave queried, "Would water not be better?", " Nah lad, you need the sugar" Tommo casually responded. Dave took the glass as Tommo sat next to him. "Drink up, trust me, dehydration is a bitch" Dave knew what Tommo said was true, His mouth was dry and the combo of sugar and caffeine in the drink was bound to help, he had half tuned out when he realized Tommo was still talking. "I remember what it's like, first time I did this craic was with one of my older cousins friends after a night out. Was a right head fuck. How are you feeling about it?" Dave was unsure how to respond. Here was this man, who only a few minutes ago be planning to have sex with Dave, now showing concern for his well being. "I'm...I'm not too sure. I mean, I'm straight. Or I thought I was..."Dave paused, he was becoming slightly choked up; between his thoughts, feelings and the drugs he was all over the place. Suddenly, Tommo threw an arm around Dave, pulling him closely, "Hey buddy, don't get upset, this is all natural. Just drink up, you'll be fine mate." "Here", Tommo reached for the pipe, maybe we should each take another couple of puffs, you know, just to mellow us out a bit". "I dunno" Dave replied meekly, "I don't think I want to do all that again." Tommo chuckled, "Nah lad, don't worry about that, it'll just help us chill". With that Dave downed the remainder of his drink, took the pipe from Tommo who then proceeded to hand him the lighter with his free arm as the other remained around Dave's shoulder, alternating between slow, reassuring strokes and gentle grabs. Dave began to clam a bit as he inhaled the white clouds of the pipe, each time feeling a bit more relaxed. He giggled, "Christ" he said to Tommo, "I'm starting to feel warm all over again". Dave was about to hand the pipe to Tommo but the older man refused, "Nah lad, you need it more than me. You've had a big night, let's get you sorted." "Cheers" Dave replied, he took a few more puffs, definitely feeling more relaxed, lighter even. While doing this, Dave hadn't fully realized that Tommo had moved his face slightly closer to his own, quietly egging him on, "Go on, that's it, nice deep breaths." Tommo moved quickly taking the pipe and lighter from Dave, "Here, down this, get more sugar into you" said Tommo, handing Dave another coke that appeared out of nowhere. Dave did as he was told and, once again, Tommo took the glass, his grasp on Dave's shoulder becoming more subtly firm than before. "How you feeling now?" Tommo whispered into Dave's ear. "Better", Dave said, "kinda warm though". "Oh yeah? where abouts? All over or is it rising through you?" Tommo's response seemed suggestive as he reached his free hand on to Dave's stomach, "You feeling hot right now?"

To all, this my first story and English is not my mother tong. I hope you will enjoy it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Part 1: So my name is Jay and until a few days ago I was engaged to Maria, a beautiful women I met at work. We got along quite well, on all topics, from life vision to work, and sex - or so I thought. I have been travelling for work for two weeks abroad. However business workshops meetings ended on the Friday morning, earlier than planned and remaining activities could be done remotely. I took this as an opportunity to surprise Maria back at our apartment with some breakfast and rose in bed, hoping to have an extended sex session - two weeks without fucking her was a log period for me. I changed my flight bookings to land early in the mornings than in the late afternoon to arrange this. I landed on time the Saturday morning at 7:00 AM, and I hurry to get my lugage. I stopped at a to buy some fresh bread and croissant at the french bakery a block away, to the flower shops on the way. By the time I made my way from the airport to the CIty Center and do my little shopping it was almost 9:00AM. As I intended to surprise her in bed, timing should be fine, as we not early birds... As I arrive in front of our door, I open the door quietly, enter quietly and closed the door as silent as possible. Our apartment is not that big, one living room, one kitchen, past the doorway and one bedroom / bathroom. I leave my luggage in the doorway and then it hits me : I hear Maria kind of squeaking and some muffled noises. I tell to myself, naughty girl, she is pleasuring herself. Well, I will lend her a hand I tell myself. I strip naked in the kitchen and get closer to our bedroom doorway. As I sneak my face with a lustful smile on my face past the door entrance, my jaw falls to the ground : she is indeed pleasuring herself but not alone... Another man is ramming her... I froze in the doorway in disbelief and I cannot get my eye of her pussy being split by what was quite a big cock... Each time it goes deeper she just moans in ecstasy keeping her eyes closed, while the man is focused on his cock plunging... I notice a weird scorpion tattoo on his cock. Then the man raised his head and sees me. A grin grows on his face, while keeping his pace, and then it hits me again : fuck this is my boss who sent me on this business trip! I start to boil inside but he then talks to Maria, his eyes locked in mine : - "You like that ? you like my man meat ?" - "hmm. yes...", she replied - "I am sure Jay is not fucking you like that, huh", he dare say while I am yet frozen and kind of mesmerized by what I see... - "no... please go on, breed me!" - "Yeah, you want me to breed you ? you want me to knock you up ?" what the fuck was he saying ?!? - "Yeah cum in me" what the fuck.... not only she cheats on me but she would like to get a child from that moron ? - " Here comes my seeds bitch! pass it to jay later!" he says, as he just grunt and unload in her, still ramming deep in her. She comes also and doing so open her eyes and sees me. But instead of being shocked and ashamed, she smiles at me... Unable to speak a word, I just go back in the kitchen, get dressed, take my luggage and just go out. I need to leave this place... Now I need a place to stay for the weekend... I cannot be in the room with her... I need to think, I need to talk... I call my best friend who lives on the opposite side of the city but he tells me he is in the country side for the weekend with a chick, and tells me we should catch up in the week and just hang up. Fuck... Desperate, I call my Dad to check if he is here and can lend me his guest room for a few days. After a few ringtones, as I was about to hang up, he answers "Hey Jay" he greets, yawning. "Hay Dad, sorry it seems I wake you up, but I need a favor" "Sure lad" "Can I crash in your guest room a few days ? I'll explain after if that is okay". "Well... I had some plans for the weekend but I will reschedule. Come over! Just enter using your spare key when you arrives, I might still be under the shower". With that he hangs up. Well, shelter found to think over what happened.

I met a guy on sniffles several weeks ago . He claimed he was 100% straight. Then he asked to come over When he arrived he gave me a deep tongue kiss while feeling my ass. He proceeded to pull down my pants as he pulled down his. In no time he had his bare dick in my ass fucking me hard He then shot his load deep in me. He then went on to say he was 100% straight He is a little in self denial Any comments

Got my throat brutalized over lunch after posting for a request to get a rough throat fucking. Definitely got what I asked for. Couple of Hispanic men dropped on their lunch break and took their turns at my throat. Love a little meat and cheese for lunch!

I do love me a pretty black dick, but also love them in white as well, mmmmm

I like the head in my mouth, something about draining the head, mmmm I love it

Because the dumbing down of Ahmurrcuh is complete. It began in 1980 with Ronnie Raygun and went full throttle with Faux news. Keep 'em dumb and they'll vote republican.

Agreed, as well they should be. The R's in Congress have exponentially exceeded even my expectations of spinelessness, vacillation, weakness and disingenuousness. They numbly confirmed truly talentless men and women, having absolutely no experience in the area of expertise they're now expected to lead. Healthcare, Defense, all of the portfolios are in the hands of talentless fools who only know how to stick their collective tongues up a foolish failure's hole. And, only now are their constituents smelling the coffee - deriding them publicly and viciously at their "town hall" meetings. And why? What used to be a respected political party, with a clear agenda, has become nothing but a completely self-centered collection of wilted, pussified cowards, caring for not one shred of anything other then their own worthless behinds. I've never been one, but I wouldn't blame a republikan for denying their affiliation. Might as well add outright lying to the rest of their filth. They've sold what passes for their souls already, and it didn't even fetch that much of a price.

Exactly!!! He can call it whatever he wants as long as I get his fat cock and steaming load!

Part 2. As I was gagging and choking on Dan's fat head filling my mouth and he started to move a little faster and deeper and I could feel that his cock was just started to get semi hard, Kevin's had his 3 long fat fingers moving back and forth while twisting and turning them. I tried to push Dan away from me but I couldn't get my hands back or up far enough to put my hands on his thighs because he was to close to back of the couch and his knees were still on the sides of my head and the back of my head was on the back of the couch so I couldn't even move my head. The last thing I remember was I was gagging and choking so much that my eyes were watering and I started to have a little salvia coming out the sides of my mouth and then everything went black. I have no idea how long I was out but I must have been out long enough for them to bring me to another room and lay me across a small twin bed because when I started to open my eyes and trying to focus and I started to hear a voice. When I started to be more alert I slowly looking around and saw mirrors on both sides of the wall and another wall right behind my head towards the wall with mirrors on it and on the left side of me was a end table that had lube bottles and jars small and big brown bottles and 2 or 3 water bongs and on the right side of me was another table but this one was bigger and again there were lube bottles and jars I had to do a double look because on the far end of the table there was this black leather strap on and attached to it was this small(4") but an enormous thick dildo. When I heard the voice again and looked in the directions I heard it from and when I looked I seen Kevin and Dan with their backs towards me so when I tried to say something they barely heard me because my mouth was very dry. But they must have heard me because they turned around and when they did I thought that my eyes and mind was playing a trick on me because pointing straight out in front of them was 2 huge and very thick cocks( I hadn't seen both of their cocks before I had passed out)but I knew that Dan had a big and thick one when he had the fat head of his cock halfway in my mouth and it had just started to get semi hard so I know idea just how huge and thick they both were. When Kevin had to be a good 13-14"and as thick as a liter bottle with a fat mushroom head and Dan had to be just a little bit bigger and just as thick. I lifted my head up and I got dizzy so I just put my head back down and when I did it almost fell off the side of the bed. Then I went to move my leg and when I couldn't I looked down and I could see not only were my legs pushed back and spread wide open but I saw that my left ankle was strapped to the bed post and when I looked at my right it to was strapped to the bed post the only thing I could move was my arms and hands. As Kevin and Dan made their way closer to me the more I could see how huge and thick they both were and as they got closer I seen a couple needles in Kevin's left hand as he came up to the left side of the bed and Dan came up on the right side. I was laying across a small bed so I could feel that the bottom half of my body was somewhat hanging off and lifted up the bed with my strapped ankles to the bed post and I could feel a cool breeze against my exposed hole. I had my head turned towards Kevin and when I went to stand directly in front of me and had his fat mushroom head almost in my face I did see Dan take my right wrist until I felt him putting something around my wrist and pulled my arm up and to the right and tied it to the bed post. Then Kevin put the needles on the bed and took a tourniquet and put it on my upper arm and tightened it. I went to pull my arm and tell him no but he grabbed my arm hard and pulled it towards him and said if I keep pulling my arm away and he misses it's going to hurt real bad so I better stop moving. As he was telling me this Dan had gone to the end table picked up a bottle of lube and walked over to the side of the bed where my ass was lifted up and off the bed and started to put some lube in my exposed hole. I stopped pulling my arm away from Kevin and when he looked down he said oh this is going to fast and easy as he put my hand on his leg and picked up a needle off the bed and held it up and when he did I saw that it was fully of clear liquid and then I started to moan and when I looked down to where Dan was I saw and felt 2 of his long fat fingers flicking my hole. The tips of fingers were flickering side to side and back and forth. I have never had anyone flick my hole and I couldn't stop moaning. Then I felt a small prick in my arm so when I looked at my arm he already had the needle in my arm and I saw some blood start going in the needle then Kevin said enjoy the ride as I saw him start to push the plunger down. I don't know how much he had given me but before he was even finished I started to cough uncontrollably and then I felt something that I never felt before and haven't since. This incredible warm feeling started to go through my body it started at the tips of my ears and just went through my body so fast that I thought I was going to piss on myself and the bed. When Kevin let my arm go I went to squeeze my cock so I wouldn't piss and when I did I had trouble finding it and when I did it was so small and soft. I never had a problem getting a erection when playing and I am a 6" so when I felt my tiny cock. By now I am feeling the rush in full affect, my eyes were rolling in the back of my head I was moaning uncontrollably and I didn't realize that I had grabbed Dan's wrist as he was still flickering my hole with his fingers and I guess when I had grabbed his wrist I had pulled his wrist down and when I did his 2 long fingers went in my hot warm hole so he started moving his 2 fat fingers around my hole as he moved his hand back and forth. I felt like I had no control over the way my body was reacting as I just laid there with my eyes rolling in the back of my head and I felt lightheaded. Then I felt my left arm being lifted up and over my head and something go around my wrist and strapped to the bed post then I was pulled back a little bit and when I was pulled back the back of my neck was hanging off the side of the bed. When my eyes weren't in the back of my head and I opened them all I could see was my head hanging between Kevin's thighs as he walked in closer to the bed and when he was standing right over my face with his 13-14" and very thick cock pointing down towards my face he said right after he is done slamming himself he's going to enjoy feeling his huge thick rock hard cock down my throat and then I heard Dan say and when he's done doing his he's going to enjoy his huge thick rock hard cock in my hole and then he took the fat head of his cock and put just the head in my hole. The head alone made me jerk back just a little bit but Dan had held it in. Then I watched as they both started to administer themselves and when they were done I felt the fat head of his cock push in my mouth and when it was in my mouth I could taste the pre-cum that was coming out. And then I let out a loud moan and when I did I had lifted up my head because I felt the fat head of Dan's cock start to stretch my hole as he was being to move his hips back and forth and moaning. When I had lifted my head up Kevin was going forward so when he was the head of his cock went deeper. Then he grabbed the sides of my head with his 2 hands and while he was moving back and forth he was moving my head up and down and started to fuck my mouth. I remember hearing all 3 of us moaning Kevin and Dan were moaning more because they both had slammed and they were still feeling the rush I was to but it wasn't as intense. Here I was on a bed with my ass hanging off it and I have this guy with a huge thick cock standing between my spread open legs and he's got a little then the fat head of cock in my hole and I can feel my hole stretching around his fat head as he starts to go a little faster and deeper and another guy with a huge thick rock hard cock with his hands on the sides of my and moving up and down as he's moving back and forth and started to go a little faster and deeper. As Kevin's my head up and down and he's moving his hips back and forth I can feel my mouth opening as his huge thick cock goes a little deeper and then I start to gag when he has about 4"in my mouth and my mouth starts to resist the fat head of his cock and when he feels it he doesn't make any effort to stop all he did was pull back a tiny bit and then he pushes his hips back down but a little harder and lifts my head more and when he did I chocked as I felt the head of his cock pushing and kept pushing until there was no resistance. When Kevin felt that there was no resistance he started saying oh your tight mouth feels so good wait until I get it down that pretty tight throat and really fuck it. Wouldn't you like that he said then he moved my head up and down like I was saying yes and then he said I thought you did. I never felt my body the way it was reacting like it was as much as I was telling myself to have them stop my mind and body were saying something different and I think they both knew it and how much I wanted them to fuck me anyway they want to. I brought out of this thought when I tried to yell as I felt my hole stretching some more and felt the fat head of Dan's cock going deeper into the hole I wasn't yelling from the pain it was the pleasure that I was feeling and my body had reacted by feeling my hips slowly started to move up and down and when they did Dan's cock was going deeper and deeper as Dan started to moan a little louder and said your going to make me cum and he wasn't ready. Then he pulled his cock out and I could see that it was getting wetter then he walked over to the end table and picked up the strap on that I had seen earlier and put it on and came back and stood there with the strap on with a small but a enormously thick dildo and put the head up against my hole and said that I needed to stretched out if they were going to fuck me together and put lube all over the dildo and then he put both hands on my ass and with his fingers he started to pull my open as he started to push the huge head of the dildo in my hole. I thought it was going to hurt really bad but it didn't hurt as much as I thought it was going to I don't know if it was because my hole was wet from the lube or it was because the slam. It did hurt me but I could handle it and when he started to push the huge head in my hole while he was pulling it open he said oh yeah look at those pink inside lips open up and surround it. My legs were starting to shake and I couldn't stop moaning and they seemed to more excited when I was moaning. By now Kevin had moved in closer to the bed now his huge thick cock was pointing straight down in my mouth and stopped moving his hips up and down and just kept moving my head up and down but he was moving my head pretty fast and his cock was moving up and down and when he felt the fat head of his cock near the back of my throat he said get ready and pulled my head up really fast and hard so he can get his huge thick cock past the back of my throat and down it. He was having trouble getting passed the back of my throat but he kept pulling my head up until the back of my throat couldn't stop him and his cock went down my throat and when he felt that's when he started to move his hips back and forth and he was moving his hips fast and hard. I started to choke as his huge cock was going back and forth in my mouth and throat. My mouth and jaw were hurting and Kevin seemed to be somewhere else as his eyes were closed and he was moaning really loud and just as he started oh God yes I felt his huge thick cock start to twitch and throb as he pulled up my head even more and he started shooting huge load after loads down my throat. I tried to swallow as much as I could but he was cumming so fast it just came out the sides of my mouth and ran down my neck. As Kevin had the fat head of his cock down my throat I could see that I had only half of Kevin's cock in my mouth and my eyes shot open as I felt my hole stretching more as Dan was still trying to get the dildo in my hole. Once Kevin was done cumming down my throat and pulled out his cock he said don't worry I going to get my whole cock down that throat he has all night to do it. His cock had his cum and my saliva dripping off his cock and then he said to Dan you want him to suck your cock now and Dan said he would rather fuck me. Then he said let's both fuck his tight hole and Dan said I thought you would never ask. Part 3 coming soon might be 4 parts

Part 7 What the fuck was I doing... 30 hours back, I was coming hour to cheer my fiancée at home, as a healthy playing-safe straight guy... and now here I was lying on my bed, my sore cum-leaking ass and me looking up to my dad while he makes sure I cleans his softening cock... Hell... "Son, you're such a mess looking from here" dad says as he finally withdraw his soft cock from my mouth... After a pause, during his caresses my cheeks he suggested we get a shower. "Well it seems it is more than necessary." "Follow me, shower in my room will be accommodating for two" and as I frown "ho come on, considering what we have done we can shower together, plus I will help you clean." I let my self guided to my father bedroom and in his shower, which was indeed much bigger than the one in the guest room. We enter it, and dad turned the tap and the hot water start pouring, relaxing our muscles as we are facing each other. Then I felt my Dad pushing on my shoulders... I resist a bit, as I do not understand what he wants. "Get on your knees Jay, there is something else you need to discover" he said, pushing me down. I did as ordered "Open your mouth, now would you ?". Not knowing what to expect, I again execute myself. He pushed his mushroom in my mouth and, while I have the impression that his cock was stiffening, he started releasing "I need to pee Son... I drank to much coffee while you were still asleep this morning, do not spill it!"... Fuck he was emptying his bladder down my throat... As I tried to back my mouth from this he put both his hands behind my neck and pushed his cock deeper down my throat, leaving no other choice than swallowing his pee... "Ho god that feels good" dad says, looking down at me with a smirk. "God you look so good on your knees, your lips wrapped on my cock... that makes me to breed you again, Son" he said, while going on... how much more was comming in ?? and fuck his cock was stiffening... he finally finished, released my head and I gasped for air, and he helped me getting up. "You did good, and looking at your hard cock, you evne enjoyed it" "That is insane... I do not understand how this can turn me on... I mean that is gross..." "Come on Son, what is turning on is being submitted I think" he replied turning me so I face the wall putting my hands on the shower wall, and without any warning, he started inserted his pole in me again "Isn't it Son ? Don't you like being used by me ?" "Fuck, that hurts..." was the only reply I could give, as this second invasion was rough in my sore ass... but while strying to be more at ease, I just impaled myself even more. "Yes it does but you are not even seeking to espace now, you see, I told you, that you would crave for it" he said as he starts to rock his hips in and out, each thrust going deeper. He was not even caring about me now... but to be honest, my complaints were mxed with pleasure moaning... He was just pistonning me and then I ust started feeling his balls slapping agains my ass... God he was already the way in... he goes on with his thrust, as I am nearing climax, again - how is it even possible... "Fuck Dad, I will come" "Yeah just do, I am also close to paint your inside again" The verbal fuck and associated images through over the edge as I came, again witout touching myself, though not much cum is shoot I have the impression the orgasm last long. My orgasm seems to make Dad cum, as with a final brutal thrust, he burried his mamoth further than before, and grunting, release his seed. "God Son, your hole feels so good... let me keep impregnating my seeds in your guts" He finally said as he kept me pinned to the wall, still rocking his hips, gently this time... "Fuck I have the impression my hole is burning... Dad" "Yeah your ass is sore, and my piercing helped on that... but do not worry it will pass away" he added while withdrawing from my guts... as I look down, I could some red streaks running with water down my legs and the shower tray... "Fuck Dad you wounded me, I am bleeding" I panicked "Shh, it is okay, it looks impressive, but it is okay, I will take care of you." and true to his words he started to wash my back. As we get out of the shower, he bent me over and applied some lotion that appeased my burning sensation. As we get out of the bathroom in my fathers room, I just remember I have no more clothes. "Dad, about getting out for lunch, well I would have loved that but remember that you ruined my last clean clothes..." I said jocking. "Oh yeah I forgot. Well either we order something and stay naked, but mind your tight ass, or I lend you some clothes" "Well, I think I want to be sure to give my ass a break, some lunch outside is fine by me" I replied with a smile. My father turns his back on me browsing through is stuff. "Would that do ?" as he hand me over a jockstrap, a tight short and t-shirt "I guess... thanks" We both get dressed ad get out of the house. We got into dad's car. "Alright, let us go to one my fav place to have lunch on a Sunday!" We arrived to a fancy place with a nice terrasse. We got a table, and it seems dad was a known customer, as several waiters were calling him by first name. As we sat to our table, I notice at an opposite side of the terrasse familar faces... "Sorry Dad, I need to go the toilet" I said, as I get up, went to the table and geeted "Hi Maria, hi Mike! I hope you enjoy your lunch..." with that I paused a bit, seeing them with their decomposed face and left to the toilet. Soon after Mike comes in. "Hi Jay, euh listen, so sorry to say this, but this just happend between Maria and I" "Ho it just happened ? and the fact you were going to pozed up as well 'just happened' ?" I replied abruptly, whiile starting peeing. "Because, when you fucked her and look me in the eyes yesterday saying this , that does not seem to be 'just happenin'..." "Well this was just role play actually" he said as he came at the urinal next to mine. "Wait what ? role play ? But that scorpio on your dick ?" "Oh you saw that ? this was some tempory ink tats, see by yourself, I do have any more" and he turned to me showing me his dick with indeed no ink on it... Fuck everything that happened in 24 hours si so fucked up... I am lost. "Listen Jay, I am sorry that I palyed with you when your surprised us yersterday, but Maria is the one who hooked me up at first, complaining that you were traveling too much. I proposed her to have a drink to discuss it and one thing lead to another." he just started his monologue peeing in the urinal, while I replay in me head everything that happened and how I gave up to my Dad because of that fucker next to me... I finished peeing, looked down on my cock and Mike's. I do not know what possessed me, but I dropped to my knee, and forced him to face me and just swallowed his cock. He was astonished by what happened, and yet abandonning himself to the blowjob I was giving him. Yet he took hold of my head with hos hands and facefucked me relentlessly. "Fuck Jay, I did not know that side of you... you are the same slut as your girlfriend or ex one" he said, and within a few seconds, he released down my throat his load. He withdraw, pack it in his pant and before leaving "well thanks I suppose. See you later or when you are back from holidays at work then!" he said winking at me. I rose to my feet and went back to our table. "Well you took your time... I was about to get you there" he said with smile... and nodding to the opposite side of the terrasse "and sorry about that but it appears that your ex is there as well". "I know, I greeted them... and I just emptied my boss balls as an apetizer" I said calmly. Dad looked at me surprised and start laughing "Okay, whoa, did I turned you into a cock-craving slut ? Well shall we order lunch ?" He ordered, ate our lunch while two waiters were eyeing both Dad and I, until when time for desert came, one asked "So Andrews, would you fancy and your boy fancy some desert ?" Dad looked amused at the waiter and looked at me, then back at him "Well Jim, I think we would fancy some desert yes. I am sure my boy here , as you called him, would take some cream on cherry" "Oh interesting, well, Paul and I will show you the way so you can choose your treat, please follow me ..." "Jay, my bos's name is Jay" "alright, Jay come with me". Strange to have two waiters for deserts, but okay, I raised to my feets and followed him. Strangely we went into a "Private" section, where the other waiter, Paul I suppose, was. "Hey Paul, Andrews tells us that Jay here would fancy some cream." "Interesting" Paul said, as they both started to unbuckling their belts and showing me their cocks and with that they made me kneel and make me suck them. "You have already started to what I see" I heard, when Dad entered the room, as he himself drop his short and started stroking his cock. "Well yes, that boy of your seems eager" "It apepars to me as well, that is some epiphany for him as well I think. He admitted earlier he suck one of your other customer cock in the toilets earlier!" They were talking about me like I was not in the room, while I was sucking their cocks. Then Jim, who had a cock about the same length than me, but much bigger, drop my short and felt my ass. "oh Andrews, you seeded him already" "Of course I did... but do not mind me, just breed his cunt as well". Jim did not wait a second and went behind me raise my ass, and shove it in one forced thrust... My scream was muffled my Paul cock in my mouth, while dad was looking at me and saying "God, you look good boy taken on both side. You will love being used, you'll see". Jim fucked me good but nt long before he just screamed at me while I feel his cock spurting a huge amount of cum in me. "God that is a good ass, Paul your turn to flood him". They switched places, as Paul dicks biggers than Jim but as not as big as Dad, rammed balls-deep in me while Jim made me cleaning off this cock. "Oh yeah, you're righ Jim, he has a good arse!" Paul said. All of this under Dad satisfied and patronizing lookand "Boy, don't panick, but Paul here suffers from hyperspermia, so he will literraly flood your guts". I could not say anything, but anyway, I do not really realize what he was saying as yet here I was having two cock of strangers both ways in me... Dad commented "and also they are both negative... I do want to take the risk you convert" and after a long pause "from someone else than me". This seems to push Paul over the edge as he intensified his rhythm and with one final thrust burried himself and I could feel him cumming while he was panting. I add the impression that I was being dilated from insde by his cum that I could feel spurting from his cock... That lasted for about one minute... Paul still locked in me and then saying "Owh that felt good... a good way to end the service and relax". As he withdrew, a huge amount of cum leaked out of my hole. Dad comes near and put a butt plug in me. "Now keep that seed in you! and please suck me off" he said as he pushed his cock in my mouth. This time I blew him alone, deepthroating him as I could, lookng up at him and seeing him in bliss, and as excited to be bred my strangers earlier, blew another load down my throat. He packed his dick back in his short, ordered me to pull up my clothes. He paid the restaurant and thanked the waiters and we left. Sitting in the car, I could feel the buttplug in me sending some waves of pleasure. "Well Son, you seem to crave for man's dick now... you do not even consider men statuses..." he said while driving "Let me just say that you completely fucked me up Dad... and considering what happened, for now, all that matters is pleasure" I answered, leaving him wondering what happened in the restaurant so I am in such a mood. -- to be continued.

The time had come, Nate thought to himself. He had lived next to Angelo for nearly a year, now. It hadn't taken Nate long to notice Angelo's tiny frame and beautiful brown eyes. Nate was a patient man, though. He knew Angelo found him attractive. The long stares were hard not to notice when they passed by each other in the hallway connecting their apartments. One wrinkle: Angelo had a boyfriend. A rather attractive one at that, Nate noted. Nate was no stranger to persuading a lust interest of his to give in to his wants. The long and thick nine inch cock Nate was packing usually sealed the deal and the unsuspecting fate of those who caught his eye. When living with HIV, one has to be somewhat devious in order to keep the barebacking going. Nate had no regrets about that. We all have needs, he reminded himself. It was obvious that Angelo's boyfriend would be gone for some time, Nate reasoned, as he watched him pack his suitcases into the car in the parking lot from his window only a couple of hours before he decided to put his plan into action. Nate knocked on the door, and within moments, the beautiful Angelo answered, with his big brown eyes staring at Nate, once again confirming his interest. "Hi, I'm your neighbor," Nate introduced even though he knew Angelo knew that, "and I have an unusual favor to ask of you. My washing machine is broken, and have to wash my work clothes for tomorrow. Would you mind if I washed them here at your place? I know that's a lot to ask of a stranger, but I appreciate any help." Angelo's eyes lit up, and he tried not to seem to eager, but the thought of this beautiful man lingering in his apartment seemed too enticing to ignore. "Uh...yeah, sure. I'm not doing anything. Come on in." Some small chit-chat followed to break the ice. Angelo found Nate rather charming. Nate made his way to the hallway to load the washer with his work clothes. He then casually took off his shirt, shorts and underwear, revealing his monster cock dangling from his tall and lean body. Nate added those clothes into the wash as well. Angelo could not help but to stare and his mouth opened slightly. Nate sensed his shock and offered some reassuring words, " oh, I know you're gay and that you have a boyfriend. so, I figured you've already seen a dick or two before." Angelo instinctively licked his lips, and hoped it went unnoticed. "Um...yeah, it's cool. I...uh...just never saw one that big before." "Oh," Nate smiled slightly, "your boyfriend is so tall, I just figured he was probably hung too." Angelo looked at his feet for a moment, feeling a bit ashamed, "Oh...well...he's...um...you know...average and all." Some awkward moments of silence followed. Angelo discretely took another look at the giant man meat dangling only a few feet away, and then almost involuntarily stammered "If I didn't have a boyfriend...wow...I would..." and then Angelo cut himself off. Guilt sank in; and he didn't want to finish the thought. Nate stepped closer to Angelo and offered, "Look I'm sure you love your boyfriend. I can also tell that you want this dick. So, I know how to give it to you so that you don't have to feel guilty." Angelo looked at Nate's face, and felt oddly disarmed; and his eyes again fell onto Nate's prized cock, "Um...what do you mean?" Nate didn't hesitate, "It's not cheating if I rape you." Angelo laughed nervously .. "oh .. ha ha .. that's kinda funny." The more nervous Angelo got, the more Nate could hear his Latino accent kick in and add to the cuteness in front of him. Nate leaned in closer and said in a soft voice, "I'm not kidding. I'm going to rape you and there's nothing you can do about it. I suggest you not try to fight it, because, well, I'm clearly a lot bigger than you and I'll get what I want." Angelo bit his lip, his mind racing. He was a little scared, but more excited than he imagined he might be by such a demand. Nate didn't want to give Angelo time to think about the situation and so grabbed Angelo's hands and placed it on his cock. "Stroke my cock," Nate ordered, "don't think .. just stroke." Angelo was shocked that his hand was already grabbing the biggest cock he had ever felt, and he seemed incapable of resisting the impulse to squeeze and stroke it. "That's right...do everything I tell you, and little harm will come to you," Nate said, "now put it in your mouth." Angelo hesitated. Nate raised his voice a tad, and spoke more sternly, "put it in your mouth now." Angelo felt a wave of relief, telling himself I'm being forced to do this. He opened as wide as he could to welcome the thickness into his wet and wanting mouth. Angelo felt his cock standing erect beneath his sweatpants at the first taste of Nate's manhood. Nate guided Angelo down his cock. At about half-way down, Angelo gagged and pulled back. "Coño!" he blurted instinctively in Spanish, and then clarified "Damn, you're big!" "Yeah," Nate said pulling Angelo's head back towards his now fully erect rock-hard manhood, "suck more." Angelo ferociously sucked down as far as he could and forced himself to gag on the dick. The pressure of the thick head against the back of the throat triggered a twitch in his own fully-hard uncut cock. He quickened his pace and gagged with every attempt, still not getting much more than half-way down. Nate stopped Angelo, picked him up and carried the tiny boy to Angelo's bedroom and plopped him on the bed. Nate smiled slightly as he looked over the smooth slight frame he admired from his window many times before. Angelo paused for a moment, "we can't do this here. Not in the bed." Nate interrupted him, "I'll rape you anywhere I please. Now take off all your clothes." Angelo couldn't help but to comply. The thought of Nate's massive cock entering him had won him over. At this point, he was only acting like a concerned boyfriend. In reality, he was now drooling at the thought of this cock inside him. Within a few moments, Angelo found himself pinned down by the waist, his legs high in the air. Nate assaulted Angelo's tiny hole with his tongue, probing and licking while Angelo tried not to buck his hips with pleasure and anticipation. Deciding Angelo was sufficiently wet, Nate quickly moved his cock into position for the essential part of the rape session. "Wait .. please put on condom," Angelo requested. Nate's response was as simple as it was direct. "No," Nate said as he pushed his thickness into Angelo. Angelo gasped. "We can't. No... " Nate continued to push in up to about a third of his cock. Angelo bit his lip and moaned in both pain and pleasure as the huge tool made its way into his eager but tiny ass. "I never fuck bare. Not even with my boyfriend," Angelo blurted out with difficulty, trying not to squeal. "We're not fucking. I'm raping you. Take it you little bitch," Nate said raising his voice slightly. Angelo started to feel guilty about this exchange, but then he wanted it so badly. He pulled on Nate's legs to encourage him to go in more, even though he could barely stand the initial pain of the entry, knowing it would get better any moment. Nate did not disappoint. At nearly to the hilt, Angelo was panting and nearly gasping for air - the pleasure was overwhelming, and Angelo was now under Nate's complete control. "More!" Angelo managed to say. "Por favor. Mas! Mas!" "Oh yeah, " Nate answered, "I knew you'd like to get raped. Take that big cock." "Si! Si!" Angelo replied as he felt Nate pump deeper into him. "Mas! Mas!" Angelo bit his lip and moaned louder than he ever had as Nate continued to assail his ass. The dark cloud of guilt had all but disappeared and pure pleasure was being fucked into Angelo with every thrust. Nate had Angelo right where he wanted him, "So, you don't miss your boyfriend now, do you?" he asked as he continued to thrust. "No! No!" Angelo said barely able to think straight. And then he realized what he said and tried to back peddle. "I love my .. unhh .. unhh .. I love .. my .. fuck .. boyfriend." Nate pried "You love my cock more don't you?" Angelo tried not to admit as much, but his moans betrayed him and his heart was racing as it had had never before. "Si! I love it! Mucho grande pinga! Fuck me! Mas! Rape me more! MORE !!!" Nate pounded his entire length into the tiny body beneath him. Angelo reverted to his native tongue to express the new heights of pleasure he found, "Lo quiero! LO QUIEREO! Si!!! SI!!!" Without warning, Angelo shot a load that struck his face and ear while Nate continued his pounding. Angelo's ass was now numb from over-stimulation, but the pleasure echoed in his brain even after he came. Nate picked up his pace as his charged load built. He almost felt sorry for a moment, however the hint of guilt morphed into an extra degree arousal as he prepared to unload his toxic jizz into the unsuspecting victim who was begging for more. "Here comes more!" Nate announced as he erupted nearly 15 pumps of jizz deep into Angelo's ass. Angelo's head was spinning. He felt his warmth but not much wetness, thinking perhaps because Nate's cock was so big, the cum didn't have anywhere to go. But then he felt it. Cum nearly gushed out of his hole and Angelo gulped with a sense of trepidation as the reality of taking a large load from a mostly unknown man started to sink in. Nate and Angelo each paused to catch their breath. Nate slowly pulled his cock out of Angelo's now tender and sore ass. Angelo felt still more cum leak out his hole as Nate pulled completely out. "That was amazing, " Angelo told Nate, having forgotten that he was a 'rape victim'. Nate leaned forward and passionately kissed Angelo, whereupon the two men pulled each other into a tight embrace. ""Can you stay the night?" Angelo nearly pleaded. "Oh, you're gonna get exactly what you want, and maybe a little more," Nate assured his new conquest.

Dimitrios Argyros 🍆💪😜. I certainly do not fit his demographic but, would never say NO if his Doppelganger offered to take me on Timmys' UPCUMMING 💦💦💦💦💦 adventures. Oh,😱😩, the PAIN 😂😂😂😂😂!! As always your talents for writing about, Pig Sex Adventures, is so obvious from the first sentence, "Dimitrios Argyros stood against the wall of the crowded bar". BANG💣, he's on the hunt..... FUCK, YOU'RE GOOD 😍😍😍.

i wish! i'm sure it differs depending on your age, location, habits etc back in the day WS was rare but that's because it was considered unsafe. but in a way i miss the "it's fun to try if it's offered but it's not a requirement" aspect i used to have. a couple of years ago a fb taught me how to drink from the tap and i got hooked. sometimes i hate when sex triggers my addictive side because now im on the other side of the hump: because i crave it it seems like almost no one is into WS and nothing is worse that asking for kinks that are refused. sure, i've been lucky to have met several guys who are into it, but it's still rare and other than that first guy, it's never their request. i always have to ask for it. it makes me feel like a piss junkie. in my experience its way more likely to happen at the start- guys often show up having to piss from the trip. especially if it's a cruising spot, guys often zip up and run off after they cum. a lot of them still seem to get a wave of shame after their secret desires are sated i think. it's often nice at the start too because if they're into it they get excited to learn youre a pig open to kinks and things are more relaxed after. also, if it's chem piss that's a nice bonus if your into that.

I’m not focused on the colour of a man’s skin, the size of his cock, how he dresses, or what type of car he drives. I am firstly interested in the connection we have. It’s all about the connection. When he goes to slip his cock into me, part of the experience is about who he is as a man. He could be purple and have a purple cock, as long as that man is genuine and wants to fuck me or get fucked because of our chemistry. That passion is what makes the fuck amazing!

Getting spun and then a flip-fuck free-for-all with a passel ** of nasty men >>>>>>>>>>>> A group of pigs can be called a herd, a drove, a team, a sounder, a parcel, or a passel. The term used depends on the type of pigs in the group and their age. Sounder: A group of adult pigs, usually made up of a few sows and their young Team: A group of adult pigs, or a group of young animals ** Passel: A group of adult pigs Litter: A group of baby pigs born to a sow at one time Singular: A group of boars Herd: A general term for a group of pigs Drove: A group of piglets Drift: A group of piglets

Getting Away, Part 10 Matt wakes up feeling a man holding him and feeling the warmth of his body. He feels the lanky, thin frame against him and a large bulge pressed against his ass. It’s clearly Paul, which means Matt is back in their cabin. Matt also smells the funk coming from two guys who spent their nights fucking in the grass with a dozen men. Matt gags. He untangles himself from Paul. Goes to turn on the coffee, if for no other reason to improve the smell in the cabin. As he comes into the kitchen/living space area, he sees Jay on the couch. Matt turns on the coffee maker and takes out three mugs. He goes to shower. Matt sees himself in the mirror and he has a grass stain on his face and is covered in sweat, cum, dirt, and something else is stuck to his foot. Gross! He turns on the water and gets in the shower. He scrubs and scrapes all the things off his skin with a flimsy washcloth and copious amounts of soap. Matt feels sticky and full inside as well. He cleans himself inside and out. Matt has had some wild nights before, but he has never spent so much time cleaning himself out before. He shivers thinking about it. Smelling like Irish Spring soap, Matt reenters the bedroom, puts on some shorts and looks at Paul who looks content sleeping. He sits on the bed, pulls the sheet off Paul and looks at his naked body. Paul’s body really is very attractive. Matt thinks back to that morning a few months ago when he saw Paul getting undressed after a night out and felt drawn to the other man. It was the first time, Paul and Matt fucked without Travis’s permission. Matt feels Paul’s body with his fingertips. He is still drawn to Paul. Breaking his spell, Matt slaps Paul on the ass to wake him up and jumps off the bed. Paul turns to grab at Matt and says, “Come back to bed.” Matt says, “Fuck off dude. You smell disgusting. Go shower.” Paul turns over and Matt sees his lovely semi-hard cock. Paul says, “You love my cock.” Matt says, “It’s the nicest thing about you” and he pulls Paul out of bed. Paul grabs Matt around his waist and says, “I have a lot of good qualities. My choice of friends isn’t great though.” The boys laugh and Matt pushes Paul toward the bathroom. Matt says, “Jay is on the couch.” Paul nods and says, “Some drama happened yesterday with his group. He didn’t want to go back to their campsite.” Paul showers. Matt makes breakfast. As the bacon is cooking Matt hears Jay say, “That is the best smell to wake up to.” Matt says, “Morning pretty boy. Want some coffee.” Paul comes out of the shower and the guys have breakfast. Matt gently asks, “Paul says there was some drama yesterday?” Jay sighs and then relays the story of High Dude’s aggressive fucking. Matt and Paul exchange a look, unseen by Jay who is looking down at the table. Matt puts his hand on Jay’s left shoulder and Paul does the same on Jay’s right. Paul says, “Go get your stuff from the campsite and come back here. You’ll stay here tonight ok?” Jay looks up at the guys and says, “You don’t need to do that. I’ll be ok.” Paul’s only response is, “Go shower. I’ll go with you to the campsite.” As Jay goes to shower, Matt says to Paul, “Let’s change the sheets. The bedroom smells like a sex club was held in a barn.” Paul and Matt both laugh. They strip the bed and are remaking it when Matt tosses a pillow at Paul. Matt says, “You know Paul. You’re best quality isn’t your cock. It’s your big fucking heart.” Paul crawls over the bed, pulls Matt onto it and kisses him. Paul’s mouth is around Matt’s cock as he pushes Matt’s shorts off. Matt is moaning. They swap positions and Matt gives Paul head as Paul lies back on the bed. Matt grabs lube from the nightstand, opens it, lubes Paul’s ample cock, straddles it and sits down. What seems like a quick morning fuck changes as Paul flips Matt onto his back. Matt lifts his one leg onto Paul’s shoulder while Paul holds the other leg wide. Paul begins to slow fuck Matt. Matt is moaning and really enjoying Paul’s fuck. Paul pushes Matt’s leg to his shoulder and leans into Matt and kisses him. As he does so, his cock slips almost all the way out, but the guys seamlessly maneuver to keep their fuck going. Paul and Matt make eye contact as the slow, sensual fuck continues and Paul says, “Matt. I love you.” Matt says, “I love you too Paul.” Paul kisses Matt again. Matt feels like this fuck isn’t a usual fuck. There is something deeper happening. Something that hasn’t happened since his college boyfriend broke his heart. Matt feels a warmth inside him as the sex is happening that has very little to do with Paul’s cock in his ass. Matt looks away from Paul, embarrassed that he is mistaking this sex for more. He feels Paul’s hand on his face turning him back toward Paul and hears Paul say, “Matty. I am falling in love with you.” Matt blinks and kisses Paul. Paul sees tears sliding down Matt’s cheeks. He feels Matt’s hands on his ass, pulling him inside in a needy, almost desperate fashion. Paul feels so close to Matt in this moment. Then Matt starts working his ass muscles on Paul’s cock. The unexpected sexual technique combined with his admission of love quickly drives Paul over the edge and he starts to cum in Matt’s ass. Paul tightens his hold on Matt as he cums inside him. He feels Matt’s hard cock trapped and untouched between them. Matt watches as Paul pulls out and Paul's mouth hungrily closes around his cock. The warmth from Paul’s mouth, after the friction from the fuck, and the declaration of love; it almost feels too much for Matt. Matt doesn’t know he is crying and moaning at the same time. His heart feels like it is going to burst through his chest. Matt shoots what feels like the biggest load of his life into Paul’s mouth. Paul’s mouth fills to overflowing and he swallows as much as he can. The rest of Matt’s cum coats his lips and drips out his mouth. Matt pulls him up and they guys make out. Jay says, “Fuck that was the hottest sex I’ve ever seen. Like wow!” Paul and Matt look up and see Jay in the bedroom doorway with a big goofy smile on his face. Jay says, “I’m going to shower again and jerk off. That was so crazy sexy that it was almost cool.” Paul and Matt laugh at Jay’s reference to the TLC album. Matt says, “Well if you weren’t creeping around.” Paul says lightly to Matt, “It’s the 22nd of loneliness and we’ve been through so many things” Matt finishes the verse, “I love my man with all honesty, but I know he’s cheatin on me.” They laugh and hold each other both knowing that their feelings are now in the open. When Jay is out of the bathroom, he and Paul dress and head out to Jay’s campsite. Matt dresses to go for a run.

I wish there were more tops like you.

I douche when I am expecting to get fucked by planning ahead or day of…sometimes douching doesn’t help at all. I still get my mess. There’s times where I haven’t douche and I came out squeaky clean and no smell. Some other days are a complete disaster too. I have notice with proper light diet and drinking only water. Helps tremendously.

Part 6 The past few hours where a haze. The porn playing in the background, Papi and Mark fucking me, and the meth left me wondering how I got here. It was after 9am when I got the chance to look at the clock again. After Mark filled me with his second load, he stuck the pipe in my mouth so I would take a few more hits before Papi fucked me again. He flipped me over onto my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. There Papi was standing, he held my ankles wide and fucked me hard. He alternated between deep strokes, short rabbit thrusts, hip grinds and whatever else he wanted. There was nothing I could do other than laying there taking it and moaning in pleasure. The meth had taken over and all I could repeat was more cock and more cum. After taking a break, Mark got up from the pillows and kneeled next to my head. He fed me his half hard, cum covered cock to clean. "Here's a present boy, not as much as what Joe gave you but probably a bit stronger. Swallow it boy," he commanded. I felt a slow trickle of piss come out of his cock and start to fill my mouth. It was way more bitter than Papi's and had a distinctive taste to it. I was halfway full before swallowing the first mouthful and then only about a third the second. He moved to squat over my head so that I could keep sucking his dick. We kept that up all while Papi was fucking my ass. A white froth was foaming around his cock as some of the cum was leaking out of my gapping hole. He started rocking my body even harder, losing his grip on my legs and Mark's cock to fall out of my mouth. Mark fully kneeled down on my face, balls resting in my mouth as he hooked my arms behind his legs. I started sucking his balls, alternating between each one as they were too big to fit in at once. Mark was holding my legs back so Papi could have easy access to my ass. His hands now pressed onto the back of my thighs as he pummeled my ass. Mark slowly slid his body forward so I went from sucking his balls to licking his taint. His musky hole stopped over my mouth and my tongue took its first lick. I was hooked immediately on his smell and the taste of him. It helped that the chempiss in my belly had started to kick in as I started making out with his hole. By the time Papi came in my ass over a half hour later, I had my tongue fully up Marks ass. I was hooked on his taste, I silently wished I could do this forever. When Papi pulled out, Mark tilted my hips up my so he eat my hole. He tongued and chewed on my ass lips, digging his tongue into me. I was so sensitive from Papi brutal fucking that Mark's rim job caused me to dig deeper into his ass. Mark took Papi's place at the edge of the bed after a couple minutes of rimming me. Instead of making a popping sound as he slid his head in and out, my hole slurped instead. "I fucking love sloppy holes," Mark exclaimed as he railed my ass. He continued fucking me , eventually pushing me back towards the middle of the bed so he could fully bend me in half. He latched onto my neck, leaving new hickeys over the faded ones from Papi last weekend. It wasn't long after that he came in my ass for a third time. I was spun around to clean his cock and balls from their cum that spilled out. Mark hopped off the bed and started getting dressed. As I laid there looking at the clock read 9:00 am, I heard him telling Papi to let him know when the next time I would be coming over. He wanted to double fuck me and give me a bigger load of chem piss. While they talked, I had reached down to feel my sticky cock. I wondered when I came as I never felt it with their cocks constantly fucking me. I soon forgot about it as I reached down to feel my hole. "Oh my god," I exclaimed. I felt around my swollen lips as I wondered how bad it looked. As I slid my fingers around my hole, I felt a small trickle of cum running out. I used two fingers to push it back inside and when I did not feel them, I went to three and eventually four. I couldn't believe that half my hand just slide right in my ass with no problem at all. "You look so hot boy. Keep fingering that hole. Don't you love how loose it is and that you kept all that cum inside of you." Papi had moved over to straddle my face, kneeling similarly to Mark so that his cock rest on my mouth. I started sucking on his cock, sliding my tongue inside his foreskin to caress his head. He chubbed up a little bit did not get fully hard. While I was sucking his cock, he leaned down like we were going to 69 but instead stuck all 4 fingers in my ass. He started working my hole again twisting and turning. I thought he was going to shove his whole hand in but he kept his thumb rubbing my puffed up hole. This went on for another 15 minutes before he reluctantly pulled out of my mouth and hopped off the bed. He was rummaging around the room and placing stuff on the bed. After a couple minutes he hopped up on the bed. "You are still way to high to be leaving and driving home" he said. "I can tell you want to get fucked again but I need some time to recover. So here is your new fuck buddy!" I looked down between my legs to see a machine with a big black dildo attached to it. Seeing my puzzled expression, Papi continued. "This is a fuck machine and it's going to take over for me. This didlo is just as big as Mark and longer too." He pushed my legs up and told me to hook my arms behind my knees. He lined the machine up to my hole and pushed the head and first few inches into my hole. I grunted as my body tried to accept this new, harder cock inside. He picked up the remote and turned it on slow. I could feel the dildo slide a couple more inches in before pulling back out. I started moaning as this new pleasure took over. Once he was happy with the set up, Papi resumed his position on my face as the machine kept up it's slow deliberate pace of fucking my ass. This time he fed me his balls to lick and suck. Over time, he increased the speed slightly and reached down to pull the machine closer to my ass. This forced the dildo so over half of the 10 inches was now sliding in my ass. Bored with sucking his balls, I popped them out and asked if I could eat his hole. "Have at it boy." He slid forward just enough so his asshole lined up with my mouth and proceeded to drop his weight on me. I immediately started making out and tonging his hole, remembering how much I loved doing it to Mark. I was in heaven, I think I liked this as much as fucking. Papi kept things interesting, changing up how fast the machine was going to sliding the dildo in and out. At one point he pulled it completely out and adjusted so the head was just touching my hole. He turned it on medium and watched as the dildo popped in and out of my hole. I moaned even louder into his ass when he turned it completely up and had the dildo furiously punching in and out of my hole. He only kept this up for a few minutes before turning it back down and pulling the machine back inside of me and worked to get the full 10 inches in. By this time he was hard again and he lifted up his hips. I let out a whimper before realizing I was getting to suck his cock again. He started fucking my face, his balls hitting my nose this time as he worked to get the dildo through my second hole. It didn't take long before the head broke through and started working my second hole. My gasp around his cock let him grind down into my face for a few seconds before letting my breath again. Papi had the full length of the dildo fucking my ass. My second hole offered no resistance to the relentless pounding the machine provided. I did miss Mark's cock but this was doing a fine job taking his place. I lost track of time again sucking his cock and getting fucked that I came to when I felt him start to fuck me face harder. His cock swelled up and he pulled out so just the head was in my mouth. Seconds later I was rewarded with a mouthful of cum and I swallowed it eagerly. He fell back onto the pillows, panting as he tried to catch his breathe. "Damn boy, you really can suck dick." I turned my head to smile at him while the dildo kept pounding my ass. I turned back towards the TV to watch some porn as he hopped off the bed. He walked out of the room yelling back that he was thirsty and would bring me back a drink. It wasn't till then that I realized how thirsty I was but with the machine still fucking me, there was not much I could do. I snuck a look at the clock to see it just hit 11am. I turned back to resume watching porn and figured I could at least enjoy this and jack off. For the first time, I started playing with my dick and was jacking off. It took a bit before the meth released my cock and I was able to get hard. I jacked the best that I could in my fucked up state and slowly felt an orgasm build in my balls. When Papi came back into the room, I just cum with a few dribbles running out. I laid there panting as he reached over and turned the machine off. It felt right having the dildo seated fully inside of me and I whinced as he slowly pulled it out. "Here drink this," as he handed my half full bottle of water. As I sat up to drink, I looked at the clock in shock as I read 12:00 pm. "Yeah I peeked in earlier and was going to turn it off. But then I saw you jacking off so I just decided to let you enjoy yourself and watched from the doorway." I reached down to feel my ass and was shocked at how open it felt. "Is this ever going to close up," I asked. He tossed me my clothes, "it will take a day or two but then you should be back to normal. Let's get going, I shit to do." I didn't question him but whinced as I tried putting my clothes back on. My body was sore from being fucked so much and forced into those positions while being fucked. I finally got my shoes on and was walking to the door. He smacked my ass before roughly kissing me. "Let's shoot for next weekend boy and maybe we can try some new things." The door shut and locked behind me as I stared at it. How did I let this happen again? This was just supposed to be a quick blowjob, maybe a fuck but not all that. As I turned to walk down to my car, I felt that throb in my ass like the last time. "Fuck I don't think I can wait till next weekend."

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

I stood there, in front of G, doing my best impression of a stare down, unaware of the events I'd set in motion. He sat there for a moment, his eyes locked on mine, and for a tense few seconds we waited to see who would blink first. He did. He busted out laughing, and I followed suit. "You should have seen the look on your face!" he said, laughing that deep laugh that seemed to match the body and the man. "You were fucking adorable trying to be all serious!" He kept on laughing. I couldn't help laughing a bit myself, and I fired back, "well, I didn't think you actually would." "Oh really? I figured you were just teasing me, standing there, with that noticeable boner pushing through your shorts." Wait, what? I looked down, and sure enough, the front of my shorts betrayed the fact that my mind had moved to the sexual train of thought. I looked back at him, our eyes locking again, and suddenly neither of us was laughing; a sexual tension had fallen over us as a hush seemed to follow. With his eyes still locked on mine, G slowly stood, and took a step forward, moving almost face to face with me. The silence in the moment, the closeness, the scent of a man who had been exerting himself physically... it was almost unbearable. My heart had begun to race and I felt myself getting weak in the knees. G slowly knelt, and reaching in front of him, up under the light shirt I had on, and his fingers pried their way inside the waistband of the tennis shorts I had thrown on. I was commando, not having bothered with any underwear since I don't like how they begin chaffing when you get all wet and sweaty on a run. With a firm and hard tug, he yanked my shorts down to my ankles, and my cock sprung up in his face. His head timed it's forward movement perfectly, and he swallowed my growing dick to the root in one swift gulp. All six-and-a-half, soon to be seven-and-a-half uncut inches. His warm mouth sealed itself around the base, and I felt the lightning bolts explode to every corner of my body as my hormones super-charged my libido. I moaned, and felt my legs start to give. But G must have sensed it too, and his thick arms swiftly wrapped themselves around my thighs, proving everything from my waste up with stability. Nevertheless, I felt my hands land on either side of the top of his head as I instinctively leaned forward a bit and steadied myself. He began to slowly move his mouth back and forth along the length of my shaft, slowly massaging it with his tongue as he went. When he'd pull back to the head of my cock, I'd feel his tongue flicking around the foreskin that slid back and forth over my tip. It was fortunate for me that he had strong arms and my legs in a bear hug, because I was quickly turning to putty as the sensation of erotic warmth that engulfed my cock threatened to overwhelm me. He worked my cock for a time, how long I didn't know... or care. The lust had taken me over, and I found my hips beginning to match his mouth's motion. We continued our rythym for a bit, and the eternity I had gone without sexual contact with another man began to take it's toll as I felt my balls slowly begin to draw up. And G must have sensed it, because he slowed his motion and gradually came to a stop, sliding his mouth back off my rock-hard member. I was all but panting and he rose back to standing as slowly and deliberately as he had dropped in front of me, and he leaned forward and laid the most passionate, deep-tongued kiss on me that I had ever experienced. After a few seconds of that, he pulled his head back, and whispered, bend forward and put your hands on the tree. I did as he asked. My hands reached out for the fallen trunk, and I shuffled forward a bit to keep myself from having to reach too far. My shorts were around my ankles, making it impossible to take a normal step forward. G stepped around behind me and I heard him kneel behind me, and felt his warm breath on my ass. I felt his hands, warm and moist from the sweat and light humidity of the hike and the evening, grab both of my ass cheeks and pry them apart. His face moved into the opening it created, and I nearly jumped from the initial tickling effect of his short, trimmed goatee contacting the sensitive skin around my hole. But that was nothing compared to the next sensation I felt. His tongue made contact right on the puckering of my hole, and the lightning bolts again exploded into every recess of my extremities. I felt the tip of his tongue dance around my rear entrance, and I couldn't keep it in any longer; I softly moaned as my head fell down between and below my forward-stretched arms. I saw my cock, still rock hard, pointing straight out, rigid and with a generous strand of precum escaping the slit that was just visible in the small, visible spot of my tip that my foreskin exposed in its slightly-pulled back state. He began to slobber on my hole, there was no other way to describe it. So much saliva was being deposited in my ass crack, and he gradually zeroed back in on my hole, and--briefly pausing as the tip of his tongue lined up with my puckered backdoor--thrust forward into my chute. I was in bliss. He kept thrusting his tongue into my hole, almost as if his tongue were a dick. He had a good rhythm going, and I could feel my inner passage become slick with his spit. I heard jingling behind me, and figured he was unbuckling the belt that held up his shorts to free his own cock so he could jerk off. I looked through the narrow gap between my legs and saw him release the belt buckle, and with one hand unbutton his shorts. He fished passed the zipper, pushing it down, and pulled out his cock--clearly I wasn't the only one who had decided to leave the house sans undergarment. The cock he produced fit him to a T, swelling to a very thick eight uncut inches. He had, as I did, and ample foreskin that covered most of his head even hard. It quickly swelled to it's full size and began drooling as much as mine was. Through all this, his tongue never lost contact with my ass, and I closed my eyes and allowed my head to simply hang, giving myself over the the sensations that overpowered me. He continued his steady drive into my hole for a few more minutes and I could feel him getting deeper and deeper as every muscle in my body relaxed. I was in sexual bliss, and for a moment didn't even notice him remove his tongue and come to his feet. It was his big, beefy hand touching the small of my back that gave me the first indication something had changed. And before my brain could catch up, his drooling, uncut head was pressing into my ass. He slid in with ease, lodging a good 6" in my ass with no resistance. I had always been a bit tight when Shawn had been in the mood--which wasn't often--so I was amazed at how effortlessly he entered me. With a gentle additional thrust, I felt his hefty balls come to rest against mine: I was impaled on his pole. And I was in heaven. My mind was in a sexual fog as he slowly pulled back and slid forward again, pausing before repeating the motion. Over and over, he slowly picked up his pace, and as my eyes opened, I saw my rock hard cock bouncing up and down gently in rhythm with G's thrusts. He kept it up for a few minutes before I began to feel a slight dull ache as his cock seemed to expand even more in my ass. His thrusts began to feel more urgent, and his balls began to draw up, slapping more forcefully against my own. I felt drips of sweat and heard his breathing become audible and erratic, and with a final thrust, he fell forward onto me, and I felt his cock begin to twitch, and a moment later a heat began spreading through my bowels. The twitching lasted a good bit, and he remained rock hard, deep inside me. He reached around to my cock and slowly began sliding his hand up and down my shaft. After a few minutes, he began fucking me again, having never gone soft. We managed a coordinated dance, my cock in his hand, his cock in my ass. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and as I began to feel my balls pulling up themselves, his matched their movement and I felt that thickening and stiffening of his cock inside me again. I began to rise up and suddenly froze as one of his thrusts brushed my prostate and I felt a rush. Over and over his cock pummeled by my prostate and it became too much, and as my cock began to jerk, G pulled back on my shaft, bringing my foreskin completely off the head while continuing to pound me from behind. My load rocketed out of my piss slit, the first blast practically clearing the downed tree on which I leaned. As my load gradually became less forceful, it began to spatter the log wildly, my cock still bouncing from the thrusting. And as I was finally spent, he again lodged himself deep inside me and I felt the warmth again. As the twitching of his cock subsided, I noticed a dull ache in my ass, it having tightened up as my ejaculation caused every muscle in my mid-section to contract over and over. I felt every inch of him inside me now, and after a moment, he began to soften and started to slip out. His withdraw was smooth, he effortlessly slipped out feeling almost silky and wet. He had slobbered all over my ass and I knew the passage likely still had good lubrication. His cock flopped down as the last of his foreskin exited my hole. The head had fully retracted already, leaving a bit of foreskin to complete his departure. We both were still, catching our breath. "It's been a long time since I came twice," he broke the silence with. "Whew, that is a spectacular ass you have man!" "I haven't cum like that in forever, holy fuck!" I responded as I struggled to push myself upright. It was almost comical how I had gotten into a position that I now couldn't get out of.

Tommo grabbed Dave's hair and pulled him away from his face. He could only grin as he looked at the young lad's face. He was lost in horniness. Niall spoke up, "Time for another round of this I'd say" he said handing the lighter and pipe to Dave. "Take another few hits there man". Like a good apprentice Dave followed the instruction taking three big hits. The tingling ran all through his body and he was feeling so horny. He passed the pipe to Tommo and, without thinking starting reaching down into his boxers to wank himself off. Tommo didn't bother taking a hit, he was more interested in what the young lad in front of him was at, "Ha, good idea there, what you reckon Niall?" Niall smiled at Tommo and both men stood and removed their underwear revealing two semi swollen cocks that were only getting bigger. The young apprentice couldn't believe what was going on. At the back of his mind this seemed wierd to say the least but the alcohol and drugs had lowered his inhibitions to the point that he simply didn't care. He was horny, his buddies were horny. Niall's cock was lovely, natural even, uncut nice girth, about 7.5inches (same as me, he thought), nice bush of pubes. Tommo's was longer he noticed. 8 or 9 inches he guessed, slimmer than his own and Niall's but cut and completely devoid of hair. Dave was rejoined by both men on the couch as they started wanking and chatting as if this was the most natural thing in the world. Tommo sat on Dave's right, placing his left arm behind the younger lad's head while slowly stroking his meat with his right. "Everything alright there lad?" He asked, noticing a slightly crest fallen Dave still with his hand inside his own boxers. "Fuck sake, can't seem to get properly hard", the apprentice blurted out. "Ah", Niall began, "that can happen with T lad, gives ya the mood but not the horn. Don't stress bud, give it time, relax, we can help sort ya" he finished his reassurance with one of his trademark winks that got Dave flustered. "I've an idea" Niall said, grabbing Dave by the hand and leading him out of the sitting room. The 19 year old followed his mentor into a guest bathroom. "Sometimes a good shower helps, ya know just clean yourself down and out" Niall explained to his apprentice who was only half comprehending what he was hearing. "Lose the boxers and step in there" said Niall, in strange, half commanding tone Dave recognised from work. He did as instructed, followed by Niall who switched on the shower and toyed with the temperature. Still in the fog of T, Dave was puzzled, the nozzle was an odd one he'd not seen before, "that some fancy yoke?" he asked. Niall just laughed to himself, "No lad, it's not for your head, it's for your ass". Dave seemed to sober up quickly hearing this, "what?!". "Don't worry kid, it won't hurt. It'll help clear ya out a bit. I did it earlier myself, so did Tom when he freshened up earlier". Niall explained to Dave about how the nozzle would spray water into him, how to hold it and sit over the toilet to realease. Dave was dubious, he felt like he should go, but Niall was so calm and matter of fact, besides, as Niall had explained, the clearout apparently helped with getting hard. For the next while Niall helped guide Dave through the process, eventually proving successful with a stream of clear water flowing from the younger lad. "Well, how do ya feel?" Niall asked the teen, "Good yeah, think it worked, feels like I'm sobered up a bit." said Dave, rubbing his hole, not quite believing what he had just done. "Ha, yeah kid, it's a life saver" Niall responded as he changed the shower head, "c'mon, we both need a rinse after that" motioning Dave to join him in the shower. The shower seemed to relax both men, they chatted as they washed, the occasional friendly grab or slap of an ass cheek. Just like the showers after training or a match Dave thought to himself. As they dried off Dave felt refreshed, it was as if he'd just woken from a great sleep. When they returned to the sitting room the two found Tommo had switched the TV to porn. On screen, two muscle bears were spit-roasting a cute blonde who's tits were bouncing around. Dave was mesmerised. "Fuck sake, I thought you two were gone out for the night" joked Tommo, "right" he continued, "I'm gonna have a quick refresh myself" passing the other two for a shower. It wasn't long before Tommo came back to find Naill and Dave chatting as porn still played in the background. "Fuck lads, things are dying here, better change it" he declared as he refilled the pipe and lit it up. For the next few minutes the lads took turns taking hits, shotgunning and having a laugh. "How long since we had the cans?" Niall asked, "a few hours" responded Tom with a knowing smile. With that Niall went to the fridge, took out a bottle of coke, a jar of clear liquid and a syringe. Dave watched as Niall put an amount of the clear liquid into a glass for each and filled them with coke. "Here, down this, it's fantastic with the T" Niall explained as Dave took the glass and along with the other two men downed it in one. "Fuck that's rotten" the young man said. Tommo quickly took a hit from the pipe and pulled Dave in for a shot gun before once again slipping in his tongue. Dave was feeling very relaxed and loving the feeling of Tommo's stubble against him. He was loving how good this felt as Tom slowly led him onto the floor with Dave lying on top. As they kissed slowly, both enjoying each other, Dave felt Niall's hands massage his calves. He was loving it as hands slowly but surely made their way to his ass cheeks. He was so horny, he could feel Tommo's boner growing underneath him, when suddenly he was shocked back to reality. His cheeks were spread and a tounge was licking his hole.

I agree completely with thus commentary. Condoms hurt and turn me off. I get no pleasure just a rubbed feeling. When I get fucked raw the feeling of skin on skin and the stimulation in my prostate makes for great sex.

Oliver roused from bed the next morning with a waiting text. It was doug, and he wanted to see him for another checkup. throwing the sheet off his body he grimaced as he noticed his nipples were puffy, more pronounced. his usual morning wood was flaccid as he reached down to give his dick a few pumps. thinking of his girlfriend produced no measurable effect as he sighed heavily. "maybe later today buddy" he thought to himself, trying to shrug off Treys description of the powerful hormone inside him. reaching down to his balls he gasped. They were getting smaller, just like Trey had said they would. Oliver leaped to his feet and headed to the bathroom. shucking his underwear off he turned to face the mirror and gripped his firm ass cheeks, spreading them as he had so many times for Doug. his once little asshole had changed too. the pink ring was thicker, almost puffy. you could obviously tell someone had been fucking Ollie regularly. he flexed his hole a few times curiously. The more he thought about it, the more it did seem to look inviting. Olivers expression faded from fear to shock and confusion. Doug wasnt just intent on changing him, giving him a pussy as he affirmed so many times, he was actually doing it. Olivers body was slowly changing to suit the older mans every need. at first he couldnt seem to cum without the fucking, and now his whole body seemed to crave it. Oliver had grown to enjoy the potent narcotics and powerful orgasms Doug forced from him. By the time the boy managed to arrive at the clinic it was nearly 1:00. Trey called him back almost instantly and before he left, gave Oliver a hug and a kiss. "youre doing perfect sweetie. I know how you feel. My first time with all this was so different. i didnt know what to think, but it really is for the best. Youre going to love your pussy so much Ollie you wont know what you ever did without it." Trey smiled and left the boy in the room. "there he is!" chimed Doug as he entered the room, his warm smile always seemed to put oliver at ease somehow despite repeatedly being violated by the mans cock. "Ollie youre doing amazing. how do you feel?" doug turned to the counter to prepare the injections for the boy. "fine i guess, i have a real bad headache though" Doug smiled as he confirmed the boy was slowly becoming dependent on his fun little injections. oliver stripped off his shirt and as he began undoing his pants he paused. He was stripping. Doug was right again, his body knew exactly what it wanted and Oliver just seemed to be along for the ride. "oh im sorry baby you just need your medicine is all. Did trey tell you? you need to take it every day so you feel good. I make sure all my boys get all their shots. do the shots make you feel nice ollie?" doug set the two needles on the tray next to the boy as he began fondling his prick, confirming the boy stayed soft as intended. "well, um, yeah the first one feels really really nice. like im floating or something. it makes everything feel swell" ollie obediently held his arm out as doug chided him, "no no baby, vitamins first, then its time for your special medicine." Ollie remembered Doug administering the estrogen into his ass cheek and began to protest as the doctor swabbed him again. "i dont want to be a girl!" he blurted in fear. Would doug even listen this time? his heart sank in his chest as doug pushed the needle into him and administered itts contents with a chuckle. "baby no thats not what we're doing at all. Im giving you a pretty poz boy pussy ollie, just changing a bit of this and a bit of that, and turning that hole between your legs into the only thing you need to care about. see?" Doug pumped the teens flaccid cock a few times, giving the head a nice slurp, but to no effect. "see baby? soft now. you dont have to be worried about having to fuck anymore. You take big strong man cocks and thats so much easier. A real man knows how to fuck you just right ollie, i promise." doug tied the tubing around the boys raised arm as Ollie pumped his fist. "okay" he mumbled. If doug said it was normal he had to be right, i mean, he was the doctor after all. "little stick" doug smiled at the boy as he emptied the syringe. "here we go ollie, just a little more than last time, go nice and high for me sweetie." doug pulled off the tubing and ollie gasped as his eyes rolled back into his head and he clutched the exam table. Doug stripped his clothes off and placed the teens fingers around his thick cock. "look at the nice big cock ollie." "the teens droopy eyes met dougs tool and he smiled. "helloooooo" he cooed as he began pumping dougs stiff cock. "today youre going to learn how to service the nice big cock ollie. Real men always know how to fuck your boypussy right, but its good manners to help them inside you." Ollie giggled as doug opened the boys other hand and squirted a glob of lube into his palm, then on dougs leaking cockhead. "that a boy ollie, smear it around my cock. and take this hand..." doug pushed the completely wasted boys lube filled palm toward his own ass, "and work that slippery goo into yourself." Ollie looked confused for a moment. "like this" doug pushed a digit into ollies hole, eliciting a moan. "fingers in your pussy ollie, be a good boy." Oliver nodded as he worked the mans tool in one hand, and fed his fingers into his asshole moaning like a bitch in heat. It was the first time the boy had dared to explore his private little hole on his own. He certainly never would have dreamed of doing it before he met doug, and yet now he seemed captivated. his fingers danced inside, pleasuring the teen as he remembered doug did so many times before. Doug watched the intoxicated boy loosen himself for a few minutes, slowly becoming more and more greedy. after 3 fingers he pulled his hand away. "I know it feels good baby but its not fair when a man needs to fuck you." Olliver looked down sympathetically, "oh god im sorry uh...um...here!" he lifted his legs in a flash, "here! now you can fuck" ollie smiled. as doug laid back next to him. "now ollie its rude to tell a big strong man to fuck you. He knows your pussy needs his cock so you need to show some respect, otherwise he might decide to fuck another boypussy" Ollie seemed to panic for a minute. His asshole was thirsty for the mans poz prick, but somehow he had made too many mistakes. Doug was right, he couldnt just go around telling a real man like doug to fuck him. "its okay ollie, thats why we're practicing. When you get your pretty pink pussy youll know just what to do. climb up onto my lap" Ollie obediently straddled the man and waited with bated breath. "that a boy, now take the big fat cock and push it against your hole for me. Careful now, its full of cum so you have to treat it right" Ollie gingerly reached between his legs and as if lifting the most precious thing in the world, slid dougs drooling cockhead to rest against his hole. "now ease it inside you. dont worry sweetie when you do this with more big men, youll have a perfect pussy. big man cocks love pussies that are just right." doug smiled at the boy and rested his hands on his hips. Olivers took a deep breath and bracing for the worst, was pleasantly surprised to find his body once again welcomed dougs poison tool like a close friend. "holy shit i did it" oliver thought to himself with a grin. "I did it!" he beamed, feeling the thick hairs on dougs balls tickling his butt. "There you go ollie I knew you could do it. now say thank you." Oliver felt Doug flex inside him and blurted a grateful appreciation. He had no idea until now just how precious these big cocks were. So many men probably went around without a single pussy to fuck, certainly not average guys without Dougs skilled training. "they must be miserable" oliver thought to himself as he began to ride Dougs girth. looking down he saw his lower abdomen gently bulge with each stroke. "my tummy" he remarked, stroking his abs. "its okay baby thats just your body making room for lots and lots of nice big cock. Ride it how you like baby." Like a teen with his first drivers license, oliver apprehensively impaled himself on the mans prick, concentrating on its angle, its girth, and reaching down from time to time to stroke his hole in sheer disbelief. Doug watched the teen slowly progress from gentle strokes to hungrily pounding his cunt like a whore, grunting and groaning, fondling his soft cock. "baby no, cum with your hole not this little thing" doug chuckled. Oliver smiled and nodded as he remembered dougs big cock was all he needed to cum. He was right, taking mancock really was the easiest thing in the world. oliver threw his head back as his cock dribbled a small stream of his own cum down his own balls. "i...didnt shoot" he remarked curiously. "no ollie, all boys can cum when they fuck, but only a real man shoots his cum. yours just dribbles a little. Keep riding sweetie we're almost there" Oliver redoubled his pace thinking of how dougs powerful cock shot thick ropes of seed. "so cool" he thought. in the fog of narcotics it just seemed to make sense. not having a big man cock meant not shooting like a big man does. doug growled and gripped Olivers hips tightly as he drove him down on his throbbing cock. "I did it!! i made you cum in me!" oliver proudly remarked as he gasped. "youre shooting!" doug stroked the boys thighs. "thats right ollie, im filling you up nice and full. doesnt that feel good?" "oliver nodded slowly as Doug toyed and teased the boys sensitive nipples, making him squirm on his dick. Lifting the teen Doug laid him down on his back and smiled. "you did such a good job I just have to give you more cum baby. a few more nice big squirts in your guts" Doug ran his fingertips across olivers belly, eliciting a giggle and a nod as he resumed driving into the boy. Just a few days ago this boy was probably no different than any other, but with dougs steady hand, he had slowly become a personal cumdumpster.

It is a taste worth acquiring!