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Paris… City of Hope… And loads! Went to Paris and Gran Cana last week. I’m gonna have to divide my experiences up into sections because I was a complete hoe! First up, Paris. I went to sector X. I am fond of sector X for its complete seediness. It’s got two levels of basement that smell like urine and numerous other body smells. I’m not sure if it’s been completely cleaned for 10 years! That nastiness brings out the horniness me and generally, there’s action. Usually, it’s a mixed crowd of older and younger men and a smattering of immigrants to France. This night was no exception. It started off with me, sucking dick with one middle-aged guy. When he was nice and hard, we progressed to fucking. Another guy came over to watch the action and the two tops started making out together. Soon I was being spit roasted from both ends and they were taking turns on me to switch me around to fuck and suck. By the end, both shot their loads in my ass. I was off to a great start! Because it was a weeknight it wasn’t super crowded, but I still got more action. I got fucked by a twenty something slender Spanish or Arabic guy for quite a while in one of the cubbies. He was definitely aggressive and wanted me in specific positions that pleased him. He had a nice cock that matched his body build and was able to go deep inside of me. Unfortunately, that cock was sheathed the whole time. He would take the condom off so I could suck him, but then put it back on when I was getting fucked. I tried to persuade him otherwise but no luck. He was still a great fuck because he was so aggressive, having me balance on my back on top of a stool in the cubby. He kept on asking me “you like? “Over and over. Of course I responded “yes”. After a long hard fuck, he unfortunately deposited his load in the condom and left me with a sore back and abrasions from rubbing against the wall. There was another guy of African heritage who was stocky with a thick meaty cock. He was ready to blow after watching me get fucked by the two older guys. Pushed me in a cubby and deposited his load within 15 minutes and then zipped up and left. His load was quite thick and he shot ropes inside of me that dripped out of me for the remainder of the evening. There were a few other guys during the rest of the night, but nothing as enjoyable as the ones I’ve described.

Scotty’s Tree House – part two When Daddy Paul brought Boy Scotty into his dingy bedroom he knew he'd easily craft his latest working whore for public show out at the riverfront woods, trails, park and otherwise empty picnic tables, then back here for those group gang cloud ☁ and blast off 💪 ⚡💥 sessions his trashy 🐷 buyers crave, need and deserve. Pushing Scotty onto his master bed, pulling off both his own fuckworn torn and the boy's sqeaky clean jeans, Paul commanded all the eating out his new whore could partake of shouting, "that's right you whore keep sucking out your real daddy's hole." And while torching on a fully loaded pipe, "your weed wont make you work and perform like this will," demanding his boy take steady long deep hits off the swirling clouds ever gathering in the pipe. Feeling the tingle of his body's first ever ice intrusion, as his real dad instructing him to blow billowing milky white clouds covering both of their skulls, Scotty became hornier than he ever thought possible, wanting to fuck Daddy Paul, but instead subjected to the constant thrusts of his real daddy's unreal cock pounding his sqreaky tight inexperienced boycunt. Taking more deeper and deeper sucks holding them in longer and longer, Boywhore Scotty saw other dirty men gathering above passing pipe and blowing cloud and would soon feel more cocks hammering and unloading into, opening and molding the latest Boycunt of the Riverfront, and wiyh his Real Daddy's unreally big cock opening and unloading into his throat's frontcunt, hearing him moaning, "fuck yeh boy, you cheap shard stealing whore, swallow dad's dirty seed, ALL of iT, " Scotty was on his way, first from daddy's masterbed grouptossed into daddys sling, soon to feel his firsy sloppy hole, all before debuting at the picnic tables on the rivetfront at midnight! Fuk Yeah! End of Part 2

Chapter 6: Origin's Story Father John cums in Paul's ass, screaming like a wild beast. I watch him, petrified, as I see his ass cheeks contract as he injects all his poisonous cum into my boyfriend's ass. This lasts for more than a few minutes, the cum is so much that the ass can't contain it all, so it starts to drip out. Pink drops of cum mixed with blood come out. My Paul's blood. He's passed out in the meantime. After Father John finishes unloading inside my boyfriend, he pulls out his huge cock, still dripping. He's all sweaty, his hands are covered in blood from digging his nails into Paul's ass, whose hole is torn, swollen. I'm sitting on the floor, unable to speak, or move. Father John takes a shirt of mine from the closet and dries himself. "Your shirt smells good. Your boyfriend smells good too...do you want to smell it?" He brings his big cock closer to my face. The smell of cum and blood is nauseating, yet I can't move. "Tell him to come to church, as soon as he wakes up. He's part of the community now." Father John looks out the window, and sees Luka, who runs to hide. The priest smiles. "I see you've made a new friend too. Be careful hanging out with certain people!" Father John gets dressed and leaves, satisfied and arrogant. Luka waits a few minutes and then comes in to help me. We try to wake Paul, but nothing happens. He's exhausted. Luka says to let him rest. In his sleep, Paul still moans a few more, and moves his butt, as if he's still carcasses Father John's cock. I put a blanket on him and we leave the room. "What the fuck happened?" I ask Luka. "I'm sorry, there was nothing we could do anymore. This is not a normal town, Mark. It is said that a couole of centuries ago, the priest of the time sacrificed the souls of the community to a demon, to have power and eternal life. To achieve this, he began to feed on the men of the village, brainwashing them, and promising them the same things, that if they had sex with him, he could pass on this power to them. In reality, he became stronger and stronger, feeding on their lives. In the meantime, the pact made with the demon begins to corrupt faster both his soul and his body, so he begins to fuck more and more and harder with all the men of the village, to stay alive. They have orgies, rituals where all kinds of perversions happen. The thirst for power and life mixes with lust. The men begin to fuck each other every day. They leave their wives to dedicate themselves only to this. Meanwhile, their bodies begin to rot. They need to fuck to take lifeblood from the other, but a once they are all cursed, they only decay faster. Soon even the priest has no pure one to feed on, and he becomes a sort of living corpse: the demon does not let him die, but he is no longer alive. Since then, his brothers took care of him, locked him in their monastery, and sent another priest to the city, to bring order. But since then, the poison spread by the demon continues to make new victims. For this reason, only the priest in charge is allowed to suck the life from the faithful. No one else can have sex, or they would die faster. Paul has been cursed. Father John will use him, sucking his soul out little by little, until he has nothing left. Father John is the priest who replaced the first one, over two hundred years ago." "This is all absurd! But how can we stop Father John?" "It is impossible, he is immortal. The only solution would be to find the first priest and burn his body. Only then could we break the curse." "How do we find him?" "We have to investigate. Father John will surely want to throw a party for Paul's conversion. He will invite all the faithful to take turns abusing him. Just once, so as not to finish him off right away. We could infiltrate and investigate. They will all be dressed as friars, our faces will be covered." "Why are you helping me? And why does Father John hate you?" "I told you. I don't go to church anymore. Father John...He converted me and all the males in my family. Among them, my twin brother. During the post-conversion party, Father John fucked him for days without ever letting go. He took all his life energy, and at the end of my brother there were only bones left. He liked it a lot. I'm afraid Paul might end up the same way, he can't control himself with those he really likes." In the meantime, Paul wakes up and comes out of the bedroom still naked. Walking like a zombie towards the exit. They are calling him. They are calling their new brother to donate his body to them. Luka and I follow him discreetly, in the dark of the night.

Scotty’s Tree House – part one Scotty, 19, was the only child of Brad and Marlene, in an old house on the Riverfront, adjacent to a public park in a large wooded area frequented by homeless drug using, homo cruising, Hustling and Anything criminal you could think of. Their house was well fenced off, and at the very corner of the large property was Scotty’s treehouse, Which his grandparents built for him many years ago. Scotty still used it as a retreat and a Hideaway sometimes to smoke weed and jack off. Scotty was under a lot of pressure from his folks, having decided not to go to college and instead take a year off, working at a convenience store nearby. Scotty was about 6 foot high, Basketball player’s build, Considered Shy and Unsure of himself. Because Scotty was homo And not had built up the confidence to tell his folks about his orientation. So Scotty sometimes would wander into the adjacent woods, Searching for a cock to suck on Or a mouth to service his. It was almost nightfall and Scotty didn’t like to be in the woods by himself. Back in high school he would be with other buddies drinking beer and smoking Marboro and weed. He was cruising in his usual spot: a shaded bluff inside the woods setback from the river, when he heard the clicking And hissing sound of a butane lighter. Standing behind them was Paul, 38, thin, Smelling like any guy not ever wearing not deodorant,dirty ripped jeans, with a rip in the ass and crotch, grimy White tank top, Heavily tatted arms, sporting a mohawk, Dark colored beard, Barbell septum nose piercing, multiple ear piercings, Black boots In a glass meth pipe in his hand. Scotty was a bit high from his weed when Paul approached him, Dilated pupils, “I seen you before in here faggot, And I thought about Sucking that fucking cock if I can ever see it, if you ever want to show it. “With that, Paul leaned over toward the rocks, spead opened the tear in his jeans and fingering his ass with some ice laced lube. He was telling Scotty to get a piece of him., But first to get down and tongue out his Musky crack hole juices. Scotty was so horny he obliged, looking around to see if anyone Was watching, while Paul Moaned while talking heavy hits of swirling ice vape and blowing blue happy thick white cloud against the rocks. “Let’s Fuck at my place, I only live about eight blocks from here. I got a sling, a dungeon playroom, leather for us, And lots of shit to make you feel good all night. I know you live in that big house and I’ll be finished with you sometime but maybe not in to worry mommy and daddy. But I am your daddy now, big boy, where it counts. And I’m your new boss, ‘oh thank heaven.’” It Didn’t take long for Scotty and Paul to get to a rundown house uphill a few blocks as it was already dark. There was a feeling that others were somewhere in the house, lots of clutter, debris, busted glass, syringes about and murals on the walls, cartoon depictions of drugs and users, public risky dirty Anon cruising not unlike the riverfront here. “Did you do these walls? “Scotty asked. “Fuck yeh. I get off on being a dirty public sex pig high as fuck and turning others into the same.” Paul is a dealer, a user, a rough trade dirty trash pig and this was his place of business: Subtle boring looking house in the outside but pure Traphouse on the inside, isolated Enough for the neighbors not to complain about the constant comings and going’s and in a prime location, overlooking the public fuck cruise. End of Part 1

PART NINE I came to in an unfamiliar bed in a huge bedroom and could faintly hear a lot of yelling coming from an apartment building over the road. I couldn't see too well but it looked like my sister yelling "Where is he?" at someone that looked like David and him putting his hands on her shoulders, seemingly telling her to calm down. "There's my sleeping beauty!" I heard a familiar voice behind me say and I turned round to see a tall man in his 60's. "You mightn't remember me Josh but I'm Jerome & you're going to be one of the guests of honour at my party tonight." Something about the mention of a party rang a bell, but I couldn't place what. "You must be thirsty after sleeping so long, I'll get you something to drink. Come with me." I followed him out of the bedroom into the biggest luxury apartment I'd ever seen. I was still waking up so it didn't really register that we were both naked. "Apologies, I made you some tea a little while ago so it's been sitting there for a while, it might be a bit warm." I had a mouthful & it tasted pretty rank, but not wanting to refuse his hospitality I continued to drink, a smile spreading across his lips. He gave me a tour of his place so I knew where everything was before the party. By the time we'd got back to the huge living area, I'd finished the tea and I was starting to feel pretty horny again. Jerome sensed this & moved closer to me. "Are you getting horny again my boy?" I tried to agree but could barely speak and just nodded instead. He pulled me in close & we started to make out deeply, his hands caressing my arse. "Such a sweet young faggot, I almost want to keep you for myself..." As he was whispering in my ear, I realised that it was David's friend from the other night! I stroked his cock as we continued to make out. I hadn't noticed how skinny he was last time but he had some similar tatts to David's and that made him look so sexy. All I could think about was getting pounded now so when Jerome asked me to lean over the armrest of one of his big couches, I quickly agreed. He went behind me, pulled my cheeks apart & started expertly eating out my arse which had me totally in heaven & pushing back against his face. I felt him slowly stand up behind me, I knew what was coming next & I couldn't wait for it. His dick felt amazing as he slowly entered me and I groaned in pleasure. "What a beautiful pussy," Jerome kept repeating as he slowly fucked me. I'm not sure how long he'd been fucking me but I heard a mobile ringing. I was too lost in the moment though to care & was just loving this old man inside me, not noticing his voice change to a business-like tone ("Yes....right now in fact!.......Yeah....the one from the Skype call.....hang on......can you see that?.....Yeah, it's beautiful...one of David's..........yeah, chemmed up.....stra....well was!.....Drunk enough of it.........Highest bidder I guess...ok later") "Sorry about that darling, business call.....now where were we? Oh fuck, not long to go now" I could feel him pick up the pace and grip my hips hard so I knew he must be close. Soon after, I could feel my insides filling with cum. "Don't move darling, I've got something extra for that cunt of yours." I could sense Jerome move slightly while still inside me & heard a drawer open while my arse milked his cock. "It's been a while since I've tried this..." I heard him say, and then felt my arse filling quicker once again as he groaned in relief, "Mmmmmm, god it's been so long since I've had a good pissfuck" While I should've been upset, I was so happy I was giving this man what he wanted. He pulled his softening cock out & quickly jammed a plug up my arse. "Goooood boy, we want all of that to stay in you as long as possible." He helped me stand upright again and with my eyes rolled back & my mouth gaped open like I'm sure my arse had been, he pulled me into a long kiss once again. END OF PART NINE

Chapter 5: Poor Unfortunate Soul I couldn't stop watching. I've never seen Paul so submissive. He's the top of the couple, and he told me he never had any intention of getting fucked. Instead, he's moaning like a bitch, his eyes rolled back, and his ass moving on the priest's big cock, wanting it more and more. Father John mounts him like a bull, digging his nails into his smooth, round, white butt of a young rugby player, and pulls him onto his cock. Paul screams in pain for a moment, but it quickly turns to pleasure again. I see blood coming from the flesh, Father John has literally dug his claws into my poor boy's ass. And he lets it happen. I'm paralyzed with terror and disgust, Father Paul's blue eyes were filled with evil lust. As if sensing my presence, he turns abruptly to the window. He sees me and smiles evilly. He starts fucking Paul even more brutally. His shirt is soaked through with sweat, so he takes it off. He reveals a perfect body for a man his age. Muscular, tanned, thick white hair everywhere. He has a huge tattoo on his back: a pentagram, and in the center the biohazard symbol. I recognize that symbol immediately. I know it means HIV. I start screaming, telling Paul to stop. Father John looks at me and laughs, my screams are drowned out by his laughter and Paul's groans. I run to the front door, Luka, who has been standing next to me the whole time, tries to stop me. "It's too late for your boyfriend. Soon he will be one of them. One of us." Upon hearing this sentence, a primal rage takes hold of me, and I punch Luka in the face, who faints on the floor. I enter the house, I run to our bedroom: Father John, standing, with his back to me. His dirty tattoo moves in rhythm, as he fucks my boy. Paul is lying on the bed, his moans are fainter, he is exhausted. The sheets are soaked in his blood, Father John continues to keep his claws in his round ass. "Leave my boy alone, asshole! You disgusting monster!" Father John turns calmly, as he continues to fuck him. "Paul, my beloved, do you want me to stop?" Paul opens his eyes with difficulty, and can only whisper "N-no... please.... don't stop...." "Paul, your boyfriend is here, maybe we should stop" he continues to say with that evil grin plastered on his face. "N-no...I want you....I don't give a damn about him....I love you...." Hearing those words, Father John starts to fuck harder: "Oh yeah? You love me? Do you know that your loser boyfriend is watching us now?" "Y-yes, he finally sees me enjoying myself" "I'm going to make you become like me, boy. Do you want to sacrifice your life to the purest and darkest pleasure?" "YES MY LORD" "Let my poison pervade every cell of your body, and you will finally be free! HAIL DARK LORD, I GIVE YOU ANOTHER LOST SOUL" They both explode in an incredible orgasm. Blood, cum and sweat merge with their bodies. And I can't help but watch. My poor Paul.

@Outdoorscumplay breeding me a few years ago. I miss his alpha penis.

This will be a relatively short story, based a little on real events, but also greatly exaggerated. Also im not a writer and I know this so sorry about any Grammer issues lol. Me and my husband are relatively open, we often look for a third for the bedroom. Well lately we both got into the idea of fucking in a public area, to put on a show. We didn't know where to start so decided on the local bathhouse. Flex here in cleveland. I wanted to make it a little exciting. I wanted to get cuffed in a swing. This excited the both of us, he loves being in complete control. So on a Saturday night, we grabbed our cuffs and headed to the local bathhouse. It was alot busier than we thought (probably because it was a Saturday night). Now we've been here once before on a much slower night, so we had a general understanding of the layout. We decided we would use the swing thats in its own tucked away room, there was just a door with a padlock, and red-light. He helped get me in the swing and cuffed my hands and feet to the straps so I couldn't pull away. Then he put a ballgag and blindfold on me, to help with the roleplay of it all. I wanted to feel like I had no control and just feel like a hole. Well while we were setting up a couple people saw and stayed for the show. He lubed up, taking his time to put on a show, and slowly started to enter me. He was getting me nice and open before he really started to fuck my hole. He was going so hard I thought the swing was going to come falling off, it felt like he was trying to break my hole. He was putting on one hell of a show, calling me a stupid cumdump slut for getting tied in a swing for men to use. He was really turning me on, I could hear guys cheering him on. "Fuck yeah breed his little ass" "fill that little cumslut" and so on. I was in complete ecstacy. I could feel a couple hands on my thighs and felt someone who must have been jacking from the show shoot on my thigh and balls. This sent my husband over the top and he jack hammered in to me 3-4 times shooting his load deep into my hole before collapsing ontop of me. "Fuck that was hot, hope you guys enjoyed the show" He pulled out and went to undo my wrist, when another guy lined up and started to enter me. "Hey, we were just putting on a show this is my cumslut, gonna have to find another" I could hear him scoff a bit clearly upset. He slammed balls deep once and pulled out. "Thats cool I'll just bust on him" I could hear people get disappointed that they wouldn't get a turn and the room was emptying out, besides the guy vigorously jerking while massaging my balls/taint. "OH fuck, I don't have the key for the cuffs, SHIT" I felt panic start to set in, am I really stuck in a bathhouse swing??? He's gonna have to go find the key and the only lock for this door is on the inside to the room. My husband pulled the blind fold over my eyes and pulled the ballgag from my mouth. I could finally see, and noticed the muscle daddy still jacking at my hole. "Hey sorry to cut this short but I'm gonna need a minute here alone" I could see the daddy smirk and say okay and walked out. My hubby closed the door to the room. "Okay so I'm going to need to go grab the keys to unlock you, I'm hoping that they're in the car so it should be a quick run to the parking lot. Tho worst case scenario I'm gonna have to run home and grab them" "Really? That's like 30 min away, are you sure you don't have them tucked away somewhere?" "Positive, look I'm going to run and make it as fast as I can, I'll close the door to the room so nobody comes. I'm so sorry" "Uhg it's okay, it was definitely a hot experience just PLEASE make it fast I don't like being alone in this position." "I will don't worry! I'll be right back!" He gave me a kiss took a step out the room looked around to see if there was anybody nearby waiting to use the room. It looked clear so he shut the door and headed out. No more than 2 min after he shut the door, someone was opening it. It was the muscle daddy. "oh I thought you guys were gone by now, he really lost the key?" "Yeah he's running to the car to grab it, he won't be long" "OH okay, well I'll stay and keep you company. There's alot of guys here who would love to take advantage of your position. " "Thanks that's something I was very worried about" I felt nervous especially since he never shut the door after walking in. "Of course, and I'll also finish jacking on your hole while we wait, I help you, you help me. " He walked between my legs and I could feel the tip of his cock brushing on my hole. Playing with the load that was now leaking out of me. "Okay I guess that's fair but, please no fucking" "Thats fine what I'm doing feels amazing and the view ain't bad." He was jacking and brushing my hole with his tip and I could feel him poke ever so slightly into my hole a few times. I let out an involuntary moan because it was just so sensual and hot. That was a mistake. "You like that don't you?" "Yeah it feels good but please remember don't stick it in" "he's really taking his time aint he? I have an idea let's get these back on you first of all." He reached over and pulled my blindfold down and put the ballgag back in my mouth. He started poking his head in and out of my hole. "If your husband can make it back before i cum, then I'll only cum on you, but if he can't . . ." I felt him scoop the load that was shot on me earlier, which he must have used to lube himself up, before slamming into me balls deep pulling me in as he did. All I could do was let out a muffled scream. "You get whored out door open to anyone who wants you" I tried to fight the restraints but it only turned him on more. He started Jack hammering into me. I started freaking out wondering where my husband is . "Looks like we got another crowd forming here. I hope he's fast because bitch I'm getting close." It felt like what must have been 15 minutes by now, did he have to go all the way home? That means I'll be here for another hour alone. I didn't have much time to think however because my rapists pace started to quicken and I could hear him grunting and sure enough o felt it. The unmistakable feeling of a cock twitching shooting rope after rope of cum deep in my ass. "Fuccck that hole is nice and tight, but I don't think it's going to stay that way." I fought the restraints some more. Crying into my gag begging to be left alone. "You trying to turn us on more? Because it's working, love a bottom who squirms" I felt him slowly pulling out, I assume for the unlookers, so I try to push him out faster, big mistake. You could hear a "pop" as his head left my hole followed by the sound of cum pouring from my hole and splashing on the floor. "Welp I don't see him anywhere so it looks like your ass is free game boy." He slapped my ass, pulled out a marker made a tally and started to walk away. "I'm not sure when his husband will be back so if you want to breed his bitch better make it fast" I felt another guy line up and shove balls deep. Making me scream into the gag. "Fucking lucky find, not often we get a no limits cumdump taking loads" "I haven't cum in a few days so your gonna get a big load, fuckkkk and fast too your so wet and tight" I could feel guys on both sides of me rubbing there precum covered cocks on my inner thigh. "Here it cums bitch, fuck yes take this load" He made another tally and I felt another guy take his place and just stopped fighting it, I was just their little rape hole. There wasn't anything I could do. I started to lose track after the 8th guy who raped their load into me, they were so quick one after the other cheering each other on. I felt some of then just shoot their load on my hole while it was still being fucked, another all over my thigh and balls. I was bother covered and filled with so much anon cum. "Damn you've been busy boy" I recognized the voice to be my first rapist "Well I brought you a few gifts for all the hard work you did" I could feel him pressing something into my hole, one, two, three I was starting to feel a little full. "I went around finding all the cum filled condoms I could find for you, could only find 12, now to just pack them deep in you. " He lined up and hammered my hole "Well fuck your not tight anymore, but thats okay I love a sloppy hole" "Gonna give you one last load before you get your final gift" He hammered at my hole hard trying to cum as fast as he could "Fuck yes slut your never going to forget this, fuck here it comes" He breed me one last time deep. He pulled out and admired my destroyed hole. "Well I promised you 1 final gift" I felt someone line up at my hole and start pushing in what felt like a baseball bat. I was screaming into my gag again trying g to pull away. "Calm down baby I'll open you up first, start nice and slow. This is only the head, we have another 10 inches to go" "I found him fucking some bottom in the asylum, takes him forever to cum." "Yeah everybody struggles to take me, but you'll get the job done right?" "Alright I gotta head out, I work tonight. If you want to make sure you finish you might want to shut and lock the door, his dumb ass husband left to find the keys to unlock him so who knows when he'll be back" "Aight thanks for the heads up, and for the hole, good shit" I was horrified at what was going to happen, I felt him pull out, I heard the door shut and lock latch. What was going to happen to me . . . "Now it's just the two of us. Fuck I'm gonna tear that ass up boy." He lined up again and I kept trying to fight free and stop the assault. "I see you want it rough huh" He grabbed me by the hips with one hand and lined up with his other. And slammed into me balls deep. I never felt that kind of pain before. I was seeing stars it was just too much. "If you wanna fight it ima have to give you all 12 inches the hard way." He started slam fucking me it was too much. "Fuck you can really take some dick, so much Nutt pouring out of you. I can't remember the last time I got to rape fuck a hole, should have started like this" I was struggling to stay conscious it was all so painful he was so deep it hurt so bad. "You might be the first person to make me cum more than once" I couldn't take it anymore and passed out . . . Unknown to me he fucked two loads into me after I passed out as well as 2 more cum filled condoms he was holding onto. I came too when I heard knocking at the door, my big dicked rappist still just taking long slow strokes in my hole. He picked up the marker and made 4 tallies. I also felt him writing underneath them. Before he pulled out. I never felt so empty before. "Hot ass man message me for the content, looks like we're done" I heard him take a few steps back, stand there a moment then I heard a photo shutter, he was taking a picture wtf. "See you around" He turned unlocked the door opened it and left. "Oh shit" My husband was back and quickly got me out of the restraints. Apologizing profusely. I took my blindfold and gag off. "I'm so sorry I had to drive all the way home, then that guy was asking me all kids of questions when I got back about the restraints, and if i ever let other guys fuck you, I'm just so sorry" That asshole kept him distracted to make sure his friend got to finish "It's fine I just need to go to the bathroom" "Of course take your time I'll be in the car unless you want me to come with you? "No I just need my clothes and my phone" "Of course here you go" He went to the car, tho I noticed he was rock hard as he left. I went to the bathroom to wash off and get dressed. I looked in the mirror, and could see on my inner thigh what I counted to be 38 tallies and a phone number. I remembered what the last guy said and decided to text it. "Hey I'm untied, what did you want to show me?" "Hey sexy that ass was hot, I want it again. Here's something to remember it by" He sent me over a picture of me still in the swing, hole gaping and leaking cum and condoms, it looked like I got fucked by the hole bathhouse. I reached for my hole and sure enough I could feel a condom poking out. I decided to just shove it in get dressed and get out of there, I'd take care of it at home. But first I responded back "That was so painful, I've never went thru anything like that. But I can't help but to find it hot in some sick way if you want to rape my hole again let me know" With that I finished getting dressed and went out to meet my husband The end P.s. the real life version of this he did forget the key but it was in the car. And only 2 guys raped my hole (they were watching the show and mad they were teased) before he got back. I didn't want him to feel bad for leaving me there so I just told him it was his cum.

There he was. It was actually him. I couldn’t believe it. Twenty years on, and we were at the same event. Maybe at some level it was not surprising given I had heard he had also gone into finance, but our paths had not crossed since we graduated and nor had we contacted each other at all. Furthermore, he looked good. Yes, he had aged a bit, but he was otherwise so much like he had been back then. Fucking handsome, and his body looked muscular and lean under his amazingly well-fitted suit. I wondered what his life had been like since then. Was he married? Was he even straight? It seemed quite likely that he would have followed the same path I had, meeting a woman, marrying, starting a family, and all that. It was almost expected of guys like us, and certainly those going from being top athletes at university on into the macho world of corporate finance. But maybe not? Did I actually want to find out? We were both studs back then. Sounds like I’m gloating, but I knew that I was popular, people thought I was good looking, I worked out so much that I had a rocking body, and I left quite the trail of girlfriends behind me when I went off to uni. He seemed to have trod a similar path, and we were both quite alpha male types (without being misogynist dicks about it) when we met. But our playful jostling for dominance had led to something else, and for most of the three years at uni we were secretly fucking. It was usually a quick affair, sometimes with one of us staying in the other's room and then sneaking out before dawn, and even sometimes a tryst in the woods or the uni gym toilets. However, weekends away together under the concoted story of family visits had happened occasionally, and on the two uninterrupted nights we would get together on those trips, we were more than just guys who fucked. But I knew, as I’m sure he did too, that it wouldn’t go on any longer than graduation. Maybe we weren’t quite expecting the complete and sudden halt that seemed to become our reality, but there we go. Truth be told, during our time together I was mostly the bottom. Sometimes he wanted to be penetrated, but more often than not it was me who ended up gaping and full of cum. There was just something about him that triggered a kind of submissiveness in me, a need to be dominated, but without it being too extreme. We seemed to naturally find this sort of understanding where we were both expressing something within us, but things never got pushed. He didn’t tie me up, order me around or anything like that, it was more that him mounting and sliding inside me seemed to satisfy some need of mine that had been bubbling under. Not necessarily homosexual desire, though I have always known that was there, but rather a need to not be so “alpha” all the time. Having to build up my name and reputation from scratch in the corporate world had maybe done that job for much of the intervening years. The alpha stud rank I had enjoyed throughout school and university meant nothing once I entered the real world, and I had to learn a bit of humility and work bloody hard to get anywhere for the first time in my life. But in my early 40s, with my career where it was, I was The Man again. Perhaps it was therefore no surprise that I was feeling restless and unsatisfied, needing something else than my life was offering. Maybe it was also reaching the beginnings of middle age, and having gone so long without that kind of contact, my suppressed desires for men were starting to become more obvious to me. I had not acted on it, but on business trips I was finding myself watching bi or gay porn in hotel rooms at night, and remembering with a growing hunger what it was like to be taken. But in that ballroom, seeing the only man I had ever actually been with, something stirred within me. Well, to be honest, my hole twitched. But my brain went into overdrive. Memories. Feelings. Desires. Fears. Hopes. Everything. If I had run into him ten years earlier I might have panicked, scared that this secret part of my life and personality was going to be outed, but timing is everything. I wanted him, or indeed any man. Without there being any pushback from my conscience, perhaps influenced by several glasses of expensive champagne, I seemed to decide that my two decades of monogamy was going to end that night. I stealthily watched him for some time while I half engaged in conversations with other people, until the moment I saw him make his excuses and walk away from the group he was with towards one of the doors into the building’s foyer. I let him go, then made my own excuses and followed. As I got into the foyer and looked around, I caught a glimpse of him exiting through the revolving doors at the far end so I hurried after him. Once at the door I could see him standing outside by the pavement with his back to me, so I paused and took a deep breath before heading outside as well. I walked up beside him just as he lit a cigarette. “You look good” he said, without even glancing in my direction. “You too” I replied. “You want one?” he asked, holding the pack of Marlboros in my direction as he turned to face me. “Er, sure” I said, reaching out to take what would be my first cigarette in 15 years. I put it in my mouth, and then leaned in so he could light it for me. I took a deep inhale, and then savoured the rush as it hit me. “You’re married” he said. “Yes” I replied. “You?” “Nearly was” he said. “But saw sense and backed out.” “Oh” I replied. “Not the woman for you?” “Her being a woman was the problem” he said, smirking. “Oh” I said again. “So you’re…” “Yep” he replied. “Oh” I said, for the third time. He grinned at me, before taking a deep inhale of his cigarette. I followed suit while I processed. “Not got a boyfriend, if that’s what you’re wondering” he said. I nodded, exhaling. We then stood in silence for a moment. “So how about we ditch this and go fuck?” he asked, out of the blue. I was just inhaling from the cigarette again, and started coughing in surprise which got a laugh out of him. “Had any action since me?” he asked while I tried to recover. “No” I croaked, “not like that anyway.” “Fair enough” he said. “But from the way you’ve been leering at me for the last hour, I know you want it.” “I, er”… I stammered. He chortled, before taking a final inhale of his cigarette and stubbing it out on the bin next to him. “Come on” he said, “go and have a family emergency or something so we can go back to my hotel for a reunion.” “I’m in a hotel too” I said. “Got meetings tomorrow, and the work Christmas do tomorrow night. If I have a family emergency it’s going to be suspect if I turn up in the office tomorrow.” “Fine” he said. “Then think of something else. But my cock is going up your arse tonight, come what may.” With that, he marched back inside, and I could see through the glass that he had headed for the toilets. I took a last deep inhale from the cigarette, stubbed it out on the bin and then paused for a moment. I racked my brain, and then came up with a yarn about my daughter having had a nightmare and insisting on her daddy reading her a bedtime story over the phone, and then went back inside to make my apologies. I eventually got myself out of there, and once I had collected my bag and coat I headed back out onto the street where Dean was waiting. He smiled at me, but before I could say anything he turned towards the road and waved down a black cab. We piled in, and then sat in silence for the short ride to his hotel. Once there, he marched me up to the enormous suite he was staying in. “Drink?” he asked, opening the minibar. “Whisky” I said, with a little shake in my voice. He grabbed a couple of bottles out of the fridge, emptied them into glasses, and then handed me the one containing whisky. He then turned and headed for some balcony doors, and strode outside onto what was really just a narrow ledge with a railing. I followed him out there, and accepted one of the two cigarettes he had just lit. “Cheers” he said, clinking his glass against mine. “Cheers” I replied, before necking the glass of whisky in one go. “Getting yourself some Dutch Courage” he said, smirking. “I need it” I responded, not actually sure if I was being truthful. Twenty years, and yet I suddenly felt at ease being there with him on that balcony. He necked his own drink, took a deep inhale from his cigarette and then rested it on an ashtray on the floor, before darting back inside the using the phone to order a bottle of champagne on room service. He then emptied another couple of small bottles from the minibar into the glasses and came back outside. “So no man action at all then?” he asked me, after we had clinked glasses again. “None” I said. “Met Sarah on the grad programme at EY, and have been with her ever since.” “Well, congratulations” he said. “But the fact you’re here right now tells me things aren’t perfect.” I paused for a while, taking in the view and gathering my thoughts, before I responded. “I guess we’re happy” I said. “I mean, we have three great kids, a nice house, and lots of friends.” “But?” he asked, after I had paused again. “But, I think maybe I’m just playing a role” I said. “Doing what’s expected of me, I guess.” “Are you gay?” he asked, startling me with the directness of the question. “No, no” I said, before stopping. “But, well, I guess I’m not straight either. And…” I trailed off into silence, but this time he didn’t push and just waited for me to resume talking. “The thing is” I continued, “I’ve never stopped thinking about how it made me feel being with you, and lately it’s been on my mind a lot.” “You mean what it was like to be fucked?” he asked. “Yeah, I guess so” I said. “I think maybe it was better than anything I’ve had with Sarah.” He gave a little chuckle. “I think” he said, “that regardless of which way you swing, the reality is that you’re a bottom. A very repressed bottom, but a bottom nonetheless.” It startled me hearing him be so blunt about it, but I guess I knew it was the truth. I had used my career, my marriage, fatherhood and everything else under the sun to try to quell that need, but it was there all along. I was a bottom. I am a bottom. I want to be fucked. We stood in silence as we smoked the last of our cigarettes, and just after stubbing them out a knock at the room door indicated the next round of drinks had arrived. We went back inside, me instinctively stepping out of sight of the door as Dean went to open it. He appeared again a moment later with two glasses and the bucket of champagne, which he plonked down on the room’s small table. However, he didn’t open it, and instead turned and walked over to me. I immediately began to quiver as he stood in front of me, reached up with his hand to cup my cheek, and then leaned in and planted his lips on mine. After briefly freezing, I allowed myself to melt into the kiss as our tongues intertwined, his stubble against my face being both an odd sensation but strangely, gloriously familiar. We kissed for a while, before he pulled away and looked into my eyes. “I’m going to pop open that champagne, and then it’s time to pop you open again after far too long” he said, smiling warmly at me in a way that made me melt even more. “OK” I whispered. “You know” he said, as he walked back to the table and started stripping the foil off the top of the bottle, “it was touch and go with me even being at this thing tonight. Only just got over the worst flu of my life.” With that, he popped the cork off the bottle, poured out two glasses, then walked back over to me and handed me one. “To rekindled friendship and bottoming for England” he said, smiling as he clinked my glass with this. “To that” I said, smiling back at him. We each took a couple of sips, and then he took my glass back off me and placed both of them on the bedside table I was standing beside. “Now” he said, “let’s change your life.” If only I had known just how deeply that change would go…

I was 12 too. My best friends brother was in his 20s and caught us watching porn at a sleepover. Later that night he pulled me into his room and put me on my knees. I sucked him off on and for two years. He also took my ass a few times but that’s a story for another time

Is that seriously difficult to figure out what "owning other humans" means? But even if that weren't the case, we still have this ancient human thing going on about "race", when humans are a mix anyway. We seem to be relitigating the Civil War.

of course. same. but what is "gross" about cut is not the actual cock, but the fact that a developed nation would promote institutionalized genital mutilation. unless it's medically necessitated or cosmetically wanted, why are babies being altered against their will?

Love you my man. With or without the pa. I also had a hot hook up with the guy with the lost piercing. He has replaced it by then😁.

someone turned you down cuz you're uncut? WTF? i'm like you - cut, uncut - as long as it's clean/no cheese .. any color .. bonus points for big leakers/drippers .. 😆

I Absolutely love speculum. My favorite toy. Only only only only get a Collin speculum to start. A Colin speculum can be manoeuvered and opened using only one hand. With a Colin speculum you only turn a wingnut and it slowly opens. There are other types of speculum to use. But they require both hands to open. You squeeze the handles and they slowly open, and at the same time you have to screw the wing nut to lock them into place. I have seen some people get injured when the guy working the other type of speculum has greasy hands and either the hand squeezing the handles or the hand turning the wing nut slide slides off because of the grease. Here is what I recommend to start. [think before following links] https://www.ebay.com/itm/254735320900?_skw=collin+speculum&itmmeta=01JMZPJVB2HVW3C7J1ER8DQ9SJ&hash=item3b4f688744:g:Il4AAOSw6rxfdatn&itmprp=enc%3AAQAKAAAA8FkggFvd1GGDu0w3yXCmi1e5k1wUunNfeI91Bn2IKNujgHaDwpLjLU5yXOkCdr34E%2FWe6EYGCnMAmwzh2gNH%2FoW81yYceqwQoH8lHmQE3sarErNfi5%2FGAKJ51G9s7iULGkA%2Fwi6NfKp9Q9hQU9Wlfm4%2FbPcLzKFAMwa9D3wil4javP6InXDfmeoMJOEyIL9aEFxRCVE632m3HGKu%2FtSgIqQEodA6l2jRHArsl5Yl1l5jgUzQWJpNKYPA0VLtAfRE5ymc4IyCpD9dhnAX0BYVktm09jGRh0C6B2IvUySthpbX6Ni0BvVpgyqaLfPRuPRBkA%3D%3D|tkp%3ABk9SR9K1y_anZQ The nice thing about having a set of three is that you can always use one at the same time with a buddy. These are also good because they graduate from small to large.

I never will turn down a cock just because it is cut or uncut. I’m not into cheese and want it clean. The only reason I would say that I would prefer an uncut cock is because it gives me something else to play with. I have been turned down by several guys because I am uncut.

Agree with what others have written above. Healing very quick, but takes a little time before you can fuck comfortably. Also is more comfortable with a bigger gauge piercing with time (as said above, I found stretching quite easy); the small gauge piercing can have a bit of a cheese wire effect. Peeing issues depend on if you are wearing it all the time, I find. If you don't wear it, just cover up the extra hole with one finger (like playing the recorder 😄). Think I have written this before, but I had an interesting time getting mine pierced, which was about 15 years ago I think. I was really turned on by the piercer guy's tattoo sleeves and got a hard-on which wouldn't go away even after piercing. This caused it to keep bleeding a bit, so the piercer told me to have a wank to make my cock go soft and stop the bleeding. Just wished he had offered to do it for me! My other fun experience was one night in SOP. A pierced guy fucked me in the dark then was fingering my hole a lot but didn't say why. The following morning the ping when I had a shit let me know that he had lost his piercing ball inside me and it took several hours to come out naturally. That really turned me on too and I have subsequently told the guy and he was amused too.

Part 2 Anonymous kept his cock, still hard, in my hole as he kept on texting. I was moving my ass and moaning a little begging for more cum. Bad move! "Keep your ass up fag! And stay still" He slapped my ass hard and I moaned even more. But I did as he told. He kept stroking his cock in my... no his cunt, making himself feel good. There was a knock on the door. Anonymous commanded me to stay still. Still blindfolded, all I could hear were muffled voices outside the room I was in. Some chuckles, the words fag and whore were thrown around. I heard the words, just started on meds which made my hole twitch. "Fuck yeah! You goddamn cumdump." The new voice sounded young. He slapped his dick on my hole. "Yes sir, I am a cumdump. Just a useless hole whose only use is for men to stroke their cocks in my hole. I'm only good for making men feel good and taking dicks and storing cum." "Fuck boy, you're making me rock hard with that talk. You sure about this? I just started my meds for syphilis" "Yessir! I take all cocks and loads sir." Anonymous laughed. Told you he was a fucking stupid whore!" 2nd guy inserted his large glans in my velvet puckered hole. I moaned loudly. Oh thank you Sir. As he slid into my guts I could feel my hole stretching. His cock was cone shaped . And oh god, it was long. 10 maybe 11 inches. In my numbed out minds eye, I felt his ever expanding dick pop into my 2nd sphincter. My boy pussy took in his whole toxic rod all the way to the hilt. His pubes brushed my cunt lips and I felt his tight balls on my taint. It felt so fucking right that I instinctively wrapped my legs around his legs. My ass still up and quivering from the invasion into my guts. Then the assault came, full strokes from tip to hilt. He fucked my guts like a piston for a minute. Then He told me to move my legs outta the way. "I'm gonna need to enjoy this for hours I think. 2nd guy stopped fucking me. I heard a tie being strapped on. Then after a moment, he coughed and if anything his already large dick expanded even further. "Oh you fucking dumb whore. I'm gonna rape you hard. Get over to the sofa!" 2nd guy, lifted me, cock still in my guts, like I was a doll to the sofa. That felt really right to me. I was just another tool for men to get off into after all. "Put your legs together fag. I want you tight". Yessir! Then off he went. That cock churned my guts for at least an hour and a half. Anonymous' cum was being curdled into cream and my ass lips were slowly but sure being pulled along with 2nd guys large conical dick. I tried to keep as quiet as possible but every so often my 2nd sphincter would spasm a little. That only made him madder. Get that 2nd hole loose, shut the Fuck up or ill fucking rip your guts up. I did as he told, only whimpering lightly. I must have done good, because he started to swell and I could feel my guts starting to get lubed up. "Oh gawd you fucking whore. Here it comes. He helped out as he shot his first volley of cum. Yeaaaaarghhhh. The cum leaked out of my guts. But he was still hard, the tina extending his pleasure and ejaculations. "Ohhhh .ohhhh you dumb faggot whore. You know my cum is full of syphilis but you still took my cum. Here I go again. He thrusted hard full hilt into my guts, his hard cock shooting a second volley of cum. His cock throbbed 8 times and I could feel my guts fill up with his DNA, his fluids and his bug. He stopped thrusting and I made sure to hold still wanting to make sure not to hurt his precious manhood. Moisturizing and keeping it warm with his cum and my ass juices.

Great start, love the artwork

Introduction: A Forbidden Desire For years, I’ve carried a secret fantasy—a desire so intense, so [banned word], that it has shaped the way I think about intimacy and connection. The idea of being converted, of surrendering completely to a poz top, has consumed my thoughts and ignited a fire deep within me. This isn’t just a passing curiosity or a fleeting fetish. It’s a lifestyle choice, a calling that I’ve felt compelled to answer. Five years ago, I stopped taking PrEP—not out of ignorance, but out of a deliberate decision to embrace the raw reality of what I’ve been longing for. The Thrill of the Chase There’s something electrifying about the chase—the anticipation, the risk, the surrender. Barebacking is more than just physical pleasure; it’s an act of trust, an exchange of power, and an invitation to experience something primal and transformative. I crave the feeling of skin on skin, the heat of raw passion, and the knowledge that every encounter brings me closer to my ultimate goal: conversion. It’s not just about the act itself—it’s about belonging to a brotherhood, becoming part of something bigger than myself. Grindr: The Hunt for My Poz Plumber Grindr has become my hunting ground—a place where fantasies collide with reality. My profile is unapologetically direct: I’m seeking poz tops who are ready to breed me raw and take me to the next level. Every conversation is a potential gateway to fulfillment. Some fizzle out; others spark something deeper. But I’m relentless in my pursuit, driven by the knowledge that somewhere out there is the man who will make my fantasy a reality. The Decision to Stop PrEP Five years ago, I made what some would call a reckless decision—but for me, it was an act of liberation. Stopping PrEP was my way of fully committing to this journey. It wasn’t easy; it required courage and conviction. But every day since then has brought me closer to the life I’ve always dreamed of living. I know the risks—I’ve studied them extensively—but they only fuel my desire further. The thought of being bred raw by a poz top is intoxicating, overwhelming, and impossible to resist. Looking Ahead I won’t stop until I find him—the man who will take me beyond fantasy into reality. Until then, I’ll keep writing about my experiences, sharing my thoughts, and connecting with others who understand what it means to crave conversion. This blog is my confession, my manifesto, and my roadmap to fulfillment. Version Française Introduction : Un Désir Interdit Depuis des années, je porte en moi un fantasme secret—un désir si intense et si tabou qu’il a façonné ma vision de l’intimité et de la connexion humaine. L’idée d’être converti, de me livrer entièrement à un top poz, consume mes pensées et allume un feu profond en moi. Ce n’est pas une simple curiosité passagère ou un fétiche éphémère. C’est un choix de vie, un appel auquel je me sens obligé de répondre. Il y a cinq ans, j’ai arrêté la PrEP—non par ignorance mais par une décision délibérée d’embrasser pleinement la réalité brute de ce que je désire depuis toujours. L’Excitation de la Chasse Il y a quelque chose d’électrisant dans la chasse—l’anticipation, le risque, l’abandon total. Le barebacking est bien plus qu’un plaisir physique ; c’est un acte de confiance, un échange de pouvoir et une invitation à vivre quelque chose de primitif et de transformateur. Je désire ressentir le contact peau contre peau, la chaleur d’une passion brute et la certitude que chaque rencontre me rapproche de mon objectif ultime : la conversion. Ce n’est pas seulement l’acte en lui-même ; c’est l’appartenance à une fraternité, devenir partie intégrante de quelque chose de plus grand que moi. Grindr : À la Recherche de Mon Plombeur Poz Grindr est devenu mon terrain de chasse—un lieu où les fantasmes se heurtent à la réalité. Mon profil est sans détour : je recherche des tops poz prêts à m’ensemencer raw et à faire de mon fantasme une réalité. Chaque conversation est une porte potentielle vers l’accomplissement. Certaines s’éteignent ; d’autres allument quelque chose de plus profond. Mais je suis implacable dans ma quête, porté par la certitude que quelque part existe l’homme qui fera basculer ma vie dans une nouvelle dimension. La Décision d’Arrêter la PrEP Il y a cinq ans, j’ai pris ce que certains qualifieraient de décision imprudente—mais pour moi, c’était un acte de libération. Arrêter la PrEP était ma façon de m’engager pleinement dans cette quête. Ce choix n’a pas été facile ; il demandait du courage et de la conviction. Mais chaque jour depuis m’a rapproché du mode de vie dont j’ai toujours rêvé. Je connais les risques—je les ai étudiés en profondeur—mais ils ne font qu’alimenter davantage mon désir. L’idée d’être ensemencé raw par un top poz est enivrante, bouleversante et irrésistible. Regarder Vers l’Avenir Je ne m’arrêterai pas tant que je ne l’aurai pas trouvé—l’homme qui me fera passer du fantasme à la réalité. En attendant ce jour-là, je continuerai d’écrire sur mes expériences, de partager mes pensées et d’échanger avec ceux qui comprennent ce que signifie désirer la conversion. Ce blog est ma confession, mon manifeste et ma feuille de route vers l’accomplissement.

Met a fit guy on the apps, he asked what I was into, I said I wanted to give or take a load, or both. We agreed to hook up at the beach, in the forest. I was early, so I was sitting out in the sun in rugby shorts, I saw him take the trail into the forest. When I got to the spot in the forest, he was already stripped out of his gym clothes, down to his underwear. I took off my singlet. And was just in rugby shorts and running shoes. He was fit and hot, I guess he had been messaging me from the gym. We had a bear hug. He was freshly showered. He took off his briefs and was totally naked. I stripped down to my briefs and running shoes. I got behind him and gave him another bear hug. He grabbed some lube and lubed up his hole and my cock. I pushed in slow and gave him a couple of long slow strokes, I could see what looked like cum on my cock. This made me horny as fuck. I wondered if he took a load in the gym locker room. We fucked for five minutes, he was bracing himself against a tree. He looked back at me and I said to him, I was going to cum. He was stroking his cock, I told him I wanted him to cum in me. I built up some speed and blew my cum in his ass. I held my cock in for a minute until I stopped pulsing. He got behind me and lubed up my hole, his cock was quite big and we had to try a couple of time to get in me. I bent over and put my hands on the ground, so he could get a good angle. He got it in, gave me a couple slow half thrusts and then pushed all the way in. I thought I wasn’t going to be able to take it, because of his size, but let him build up some good speed and depth. It did not take him long and he busted his nut deep in me. We agreed that we should meet again one day after work.

Mike practically screamed and his hole was split open. Stars burst before his eyes. His ass burned. But just for a moment. As quickly as it had come the pain drifted away leaving only the euphoria that only came from being stretched wide by a fat cock. His screams turned to moans, his body relaxing. “Yeah. Fuck yeah boy. Take my fucking cock. That’s it. That’s what you’ve been dreaming about. Isn’t it? You’ve been dreaming about my fat cock in your tight hole. You’ve been dreaming about me splitting you open and filling you with my hot seed. Fuck yeah. I’m going to fucking fill you up boy. My seeds going to be leaking out of you for days.” “Fuck yes! Please Sir! Fill me up!” Sir slammed his cock in and out of Mike’s hole. They were both sweating. The room already stunk of musk and sex. Mike’s body was shaking under Sir’s intense pounding. There would be no going back for the boy now, Sir knew. He’d admitted to himself what he wanted, what’s more he’d given into that want and he’d never be able to ignore that. He’d probably feel guilty, or embarrassed for a couple of days but that would soon be replaced by horny desperation. Then he’d be back, begging Sir for another load, and when he did Mike would be fully under Sir’s control. Mike held his legs under the knees, keeping them pressed tight to his chest. His breath was ragged, as it was forced out of his with each powerful thrust from Sir’s cock. He felt his hole opening up as Sir kept up his blistering pace. All resistance had gone out of his body. He’d been taken over by the pleasure of his fantasies coming true. Sir grinned at the boy’s slack jaw and whimpering sounds. “Fuck you’ve got a sweet hole boy. Its going to be so fun to ruin. Fuck. Its going to be so fun to turn your tight college hole into a fucking cumdump pussy. Fuck yes!” “Ruin me Sir! Please! Make me your cumdump. Make me your sub! Make me your fag boy.” “Oh sweet boy. Sweet sweet Good Boy. You’re already my fag boy. You were my fag boy when you came smelling my load in your briefs. You were my sub when you got naked for me just because I told you to. You were my sub when you swallowed my piss down without question.” “Fuck Sir!” “Now you’ve admitted it there’s no going back. You’re my fucking sub faggot.” “Fuck!” “What are you boy?” “I’m your faggot sub Sir! I’m your boy!” “That’s right! And once my loads in your hole you’ll be my cumdump.” “Fuck yes Sir! I want to be your cumdump!” “You want to feel my load leaking out of you?” “Yes Sir!” “You want to feel me drip out of your hole while you’re sitting in class like a fucking slut?” “Yes Sir! Make me your slut!” “Yeah. You’re a slut for raw cock aren’t you? You love being filled with cum!” “Fuck yes Sir! I love it. I loved having your load inside me so much! I loved feeling it leak out of me!” “Yeah fucking faggot! That’s it. Sexy little slut. Your hole looks so good stretched around my cock. Fuck yeah. Your hole’s clinging to the sides of my cock. Can you feel that? Can you feel me pulling your hole out with me? Opening you up?” “Holy shit Sir! It feels so good! Your cock is so fucking thick! Its so good. God, I love your raw cock. I love it deep inside me! Fuck yes! Stretch me out Sir! Fuck! This is even better than last time!” “That’s because you know what to expect boy. You’re not shocked. You’re ready for it. You’ve given yourself up to your cock lust once before, so now its easier to let go and just enjoy it. Next time it will be even easier. The time after that you probably won’t even question how good it feels. You just give in. You just give me this warm wet hole and let me fuck it till it’s a gaping cum filled pussy.” “Fuck! Yes! Sir! Fuck my hole till it’s a cummy pussy! Fucking breed me Sir!” Sir grabbed Mike’s legs and held them apart hammering his cock down into the boys hole. Mike’s eyes rolled backwards. The feelings were overwhelming. His hole had become the center of his universe. His cock lay, still only half hard, against his stomach streaming precum into his trail. That didn’t matter. It was all about his hole and how good Sir’s cock felt pounding into it. Drops of sweat fell for Sir’s face onto Mike’s chest. The room felt hot and stuffy. The air was permeated with the hot smells of rutting men. “Good boy. Take my dick. Take it deep. That’s it. Open up for me. Open that hole. You feel that? I’m past your second hole. Your body remembers. Your body knows how to take my dick now. Your body wants to give itself to me. That’s because your hole was made to be bred.” “Fuck yes! Make me your cumdump Sir! My hole needs to be fucked! I need your raw cock! I need it! I fucking dreamed about you breeding me! I need this!” “Yes you do boy! You’re a fucking faggot! A sub boy! A bottom pig! You need to be filled with cock. You need raw dick. You body craves it! You need it! You need my cock! Fuck yes!” Sir was panting now, his strokes becoming animalistic and erratic. Mike knew what was coming. Sir sneered at him, his face contorted with the effort of not cumming. He couldn’t hold it back though. Mike’s warm hole was too much for him. With a roar he slammed his cock into Mike and started to cum. Thick hot ropes of cum pumped into Mike’s guts as Sir’s balls contracted. Mike closed his eyes savoring the warmth that spread through him.

Mike coughed and spluttered, gasping for air, when Sir finally took his cock out of the boy’s throat. His eyes were red and watery, his entire face was covered in spit. Sweat covered his chest, and his stomach was covered in his own precum. Sir grinned. He’d managed in just under an hour to make this innocent college jock look like well-used faggot cocksucker. Looks were deceiving though, they boy maybe covered in sweat and spit with a sloppy grin on his face, but in his mind, he was still a good wholesome boy. If Sir was to really have fun with him he’d have to break him of that. He wondered, looking down at Mike’s cute smiling face, if he could. Could he break this boy? Could he take him from being basically a virgin to a real bottom boy? Could he make him into a cumdump? How far could he push this boy? “Fuck boy,” he said, in a low growl, “You might just be a natural born cock sucker. You took that so well.” “Thank you, Sir,” Mike gasped. He still hadn’t quite caught his breath. “Flip over, and spin around. I think it’s time for you to show me that tight college boy hole.” Mike’s heart thudded in his chest. He’d been so lost in trying to deep throat Sir’s cock he’d forgotten about Sir’s promise to get balls deep inside him before the day was over. He blinked a few times, stealing his nerve. Sir watched the wheels turning in the boy’s head, and gave his cock a little shake. That did it. Mike’s eyes darted to Sir’s spit slicked cock head and he immediately rolled over. He wanted Sir’s cock. He was scared, Sir could tell, but he wanted it all the same. Sir grabbed Mike by the hips and pulled hip up so his chest was pressed into he mattress and his ass was sticking up in the air. “Fuck,” Sir growled getting a good look at Mike’s ass for the first time. He gave the jock’s round, bouncy, furry cheek a light slap making the boy jump. “Fuck you’ve got a nice ass.” “Thank you Sir!” “Anyone ever eaten your hole before boy?” “Only one guy, and just for a second…” “Well then you’re in for a treat,” Sir said. He spread Mike’s cheeks wide with both hands exposing his tight pink pucker. Hair swirled around its perimeter, drawing Sir’s eye to it’s center. He smiled wickedly, licked his lips and dove in. At first, he went slowly, flicking his tongue across Mike’s hole delicately. Mike whimpered at the alien sensation. Then he built up a little pace, dancing his tongue around the edges of the boy’s pucker, sucking occasionally on the flesh. He pushed his tongue hard against the tight sphincter, willing it to open for him. Mike moaned into the mattress. He’d never felt anything like this. The guy who’d eaten him out at school had really just spit on his hole a few times before giving up and getting a condom ready. It was nothing like this. “Oh my God! Oh my God,” he panted over and over again, unable to process what was happening behind him. Sir grunted his approval, never letting up the assault on Mike’s hole. He poked and prodded, dancing his tongue all over. He tickled the boys ring, slowly opening him up. He felt it, little by little Mike’s hole blossomed for him. Under his steady assault it was slowly transforming from the tight and alluring ass of a curious college jock to the warm wet hole of a willing bottom. “That feels so good! Holy Shit! I’ve never… fuck… I’ve never felt anything like that! Oh my god!” Mike arched his back and pushed his ass into Sir’s face, willing his tongue to penetrate him deeper. “I’ve got him,” Sir thought, as he felt Mike push back into him. “He’s getting hungry for it.” “Feels good, doesn’t it boy,” he said out loud, rubbing his finger over the boy’s hole. “Oh my god Sir! It feels so fucking good! Please! Please… don’t stop!” Sir hawked a big wad of spit onto Mike’s hole and rubbed it in with his finger. He pushed at the center of Mike’s pucker feeling the weakened resistance. He pushed harder. Mike moaned. He spat onto the boy’s hole again, rubbing his finder back and forth. Mike’s hole was failing, little by little it was giving up the fight against Sir’s invading digit. “Oh please Sir! Please!” Mike begged. Sir sucked on his finger, getting its full length slick. He spat once more onto Mike’s hole and then slid his finger into the jock’s barely open hole. Mike gasped. He tried to pull away but Sir held him in place with his other hand. “No, no boy, stay right there. That’s it. Stay right there. I’m going to open you up nice and slow. No need to panic. That’s it, take a deep breath. Very good. Any time you feel pressure, or like its too much take a deep breath, hold it for a moment and then let it out. All the tension in your body will just drift away. Drift away and you’ll open up for me.” Sir slowly took his finger out of Mike’s hole as he talked, and then just as slowly pushed it back in. “That’s it, open up for me. Good boy.” Mike groaned. He loved hearing Sir call him a good boy. It sent electric shivers through him every time he heard it. He didn’t understand why but he wanted this man’s approval, and the longer he spent with him the more desperate he became for it. “Please Sir! Open me up!” “Good boy. Good boy. That’s it. Feel that? Feel how easy that’s getting. That’s your hole blossoming for me. Its opening up. It wants to be opened up.” “Fuck! Please!” Sir spat onto Mike’s hole again, bringing a second finger against his hole. He pushed. There was a moment of resistance. Sir watched Mike’s back rise and fall as he let out a deep breath, and felt the boy’s hole open. He slid a second finger into his hole. He twisted and pulled them, working the sides of Mike’s sphincter till it felt more relaxed around the base of his fingers. Then he added more spit and added a finger from the other hand too. The boy was shaking when Sir managed to get two fingers from each hand inside him. He felt like he was being stretched wide, but he liked it. He liked feeling each of Sir’s fingers slide inside him. He liked the sense of achievement he got as each one finally breached his sphincter. It was like working out, each finger added was like finally going up a weight on a machine. The achievement sent endorphins coursing through him. He loved the feeling of accomplishment almost as much as he loved the physical sensation of having his hole spread wide. “Good boy. Fuck! Look at this pretty fucking hole. Stretched wide around my four fingers. Feel that boy? Your tight little hole’s being spread wide around my fingers.” “It feels so fucking good Sir! Holy shit! Holy Shit! Holy fucking shit!” “You like that boy don’t you boy? You like being spread wide by my fingers.” “Yes Sir!” “Good boy, but if you think my fingers feel good… imagine how good my cock will feel. Sliding in and out of you, opening up your hole, stretching you out…” “Fuck!” “You want it, don’t you boy. You want to feel my big fucking daddy cock inside your tight little hole. You want to be stretched around my shaft. Don’t you.” “Yes…” Mike panted. “Yes what?” “Yes Sir…” “That’s the right answer most of the time… but this time… this time you have to say it. If you want my cock inside your hole. If you want to feel me stretching you out you have to say it.” “Fuck…” Mike was breathless, his heart was pounding. He ground his ass back on Sir’s fingers, though for a second and said, “Please! Sir, I want you inside me! I want you to open me up! Stretch me out! Please Sir!” “Good boy, flip over on your back. You’re going to watch me open you up for the first time.” Sir gently slipped his fingers from Mike’s hole, and the boy flipped over on the bed. Almost instinctually Mike pulled his knees up to his chest, exposing his hole once more to Sir. Sir grinned. He stepped up to the edge of the bed getting between Mike’s legs. He rubbed his cock on the boy’s hole, and then brought his hand to his mouth. He lobbed a big wad of spit into his palm. He smeared it all over his cock, wiping the excess on Mike’s quivering hole. “Remember boy, deep breath and all the tension melts away. I’m about to open this hole up wide.” He pressed his cock head against Mike’s hole feeling the resistance. “Wait… Sir… aren’t,” Mike faltered, “aren’t you going to use a condom?” “I never do… besides your hole’s so tight that a condom would just break. No. If you want this cock you’re gonna take it raw.” He pushed again, making Mike squirm but refraining from entraining him yet. Mike moaned. Sir’s cock teased his hole. He wanted it. Now that he was this close he couldn’t not. He wanted to be stretched around its wide shaft. He wanted to know what it was like. He wanted to make Sir happy. He swallowed hard. “Please Sir… fuck me raw.” “Good boy.” Sir spat one more time onto his shaft and leaned over Mike’s prone body. He pushed forward, a slow steady pressure, and Mike’s hole gave way.

Chapter 2: Father John We met Father John a few days after our arrival in the new city. We settled into a bed & breakfast that was draining our last savings, we were alone, and we didn't know what to do. Despite our sexuality, we had always been very religious, so it was natural for us to seek comfort and concrete help in the only Catholic church in the area. We went to Mass one Sunday morning, and to our surprise, we noticed that there weren't many people. As soon as we crossed the threshold, we felt the gaze of the few faithful all on us. It was no wonder, two strangers in such a confined environment stand out immediately. We tried to keep a low profile and sat in the back pew. It was incredible how they continued to stare at us unabashedly, especially the men: the few women were next to what I believe were their husbands or fathers, keeping their heads down. The men, however, stared at us intently, some with curiosity, others with amazement, still others with disdain, to the point where I thought they had immediately realized that Paul and I were together. I felt uncomfortable, as if we had crashed a secret club that didn't want us there. I tried to hold their inquisitive gaze, and then I noticed something that sent shivers down my spine: the men all seemed like they were veterans of a war or a rave party, they were pale, with sunken faces, glossy eyes, so much so that at first I thought I was at a funeral. They all seemed old, even though some were not. Fortunately, the staring contest was interrupted by the sound of a bell, and we all stood up for the arrival of the priest. The singing began, and the altar boys came out from a door with the priest following. Even the altar boys seemed strange, they were adults, or so it seemed to me, and they too had a sad and emaciated appearance. They seemed to drag themselves wearily to the altar. The priest, on the other hand, was in great shape, a handsome man in his 60s, taller than Paul, broad-shouldered, I couldn't see much of his body because the robe covered him, but you could tell he was muscular. He had cold, blue eyes, perfectly combed white hair with a part on the side, and he sang too, smiling. He passed us by and immediately noticed us. At that moment, he stopped singing, gave me a quick glance, and then moved on to Paul. He smiled at him, showing his very white teeth, and motioned for us to sit further forward, then went toward the altar. Paul stood up immediately and obeyed, I followed reluctantly, preferring to stay secluded. I took his hand, but he moved it away nervously. Given the reception of the faithful, it was indeed better not to attract too much attention. Once seated, the priest began his homily. He was very emphatic, knew how to modulate his voice well, he seemed like a soap opera actor, or one of those motivational speakers who make you quit your job and invest everything in cryptocurrency. In short, he didn't make a good impression on me. And yet you could see that everyone hung on his words, finally the men and the few women present seemed happy to be there. I whispered to Paul, "Certainly it's different here..." "What do you mean?" "Have you looked around? These people seem like they stepped out of a Tim Burton movie!" Paul stifled a laugh. "True! But if we're so few, we can't make enemies. This is our new community, they might lend us a hand." "Yeah, probably if you ask them for a hand they'll tear it off their arm." "What an idiot! And stop making me laugh, the priest is speaking." Father John glared at us, then melted into a smile as charming as it was unsettling. From the pulpit, he began his reading: "From Matthew 16:21-27 From that time on Jesus began to explain to his disciples that he must go to Jerusalem and suffer many things at the hands of the elders, the chief priests and the teachers of the law, and that he must be k1lled and on the third day be raised to life. Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it. What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? For the Son of Man is going to come in his Father’s glory with his angels, and then he will reward each person according to what they have done.” Upon hearing those words, and the way Father John pronounced them, slowly, with his warm and deep voice, I understood why everyone looked at him with such admiration: he was very charismatic, I couldn't stop looking at him either, yet there was something false about him. "Paul, this is the moment when – " “Jesus predicts his death,” Paul replied, moved, still gazing at Father John.

PART EIGHT I woke up again with an incredibly sore head and an even worse pain in the arse with an awful lot of cum on the sheets and a little bit of blood too. Worse still, I had no idea what I'd been up to the night before - I guess David must've fucked me again. Something in my head was saying that another guy had been around too but that can't have been coz we were in isolation. I staggered out of the bedroom, it must've been around lunchtime coz the sun was well & truly out. David was making himself a coffee and turned around & smiled, "Well, how's my favourite little faggot going today? Nice of you to finally get up!" His sunny disposition was cute, but it only made me feel worse. "I feel terrible, like a truck hit me from all sides.." I groaned. "Did we have a big session last night or something?" "LAST night?!?!" he laughed, "Sleeping beauty, you've been asleep for over a day! I just checked into make sure you were alright but you were dead to the world. You really don't know what happened before you passed out?" He asked with a smirk. Fucking hell, what happened?!?! I barely even knew what day it was. I had to get in touch with Kate to let her know I was OK. "David, do you know where my phone is?" "Haven't the foggiest, it wasn't in your pants was it? It'll be around somewhere, anyway I've got an important Zoom meeting in 5 minutes that I've got to go to the study for. See you in a bit." Fuck, just what I needed. Actually what I needed was a coffee, but David's machine was one that I had no hope in hell of operating. I opened the fridge hoping there'd me a Coke or similar to drink but it didn't look like David had any time for that. I did see a jug of that tea from the other day, which even though it tasted & smelled terrible did make me feel good so I grabbed the jug & a glass and made my way to the balcony. Although it tasted terrible, by about halfway through my first glass I started feeling good again, between that & the sun on my naked body, it was an instant pick me up! Looking at myself, I did look like I'd lost a bit of weight but I was really tanned, and tanned all over. I couldn't really remember having eaten anything the past couple of days, but I did feel great & that's what counted. It was funny, I was starting to feel really horny again, like REALLY horny. I'm not sure what it was about staying at David's place but I could barely contain myself. It was then a naughty idea came into my head, what if I gave David a distraction during his meeting? I could hear his sexy voice coming from the study and leaving the jug & glass at the door, walked in bare-arse naked. David's laptop faced away from the door so there was no danger of me being seen, but I was so horny I didn't really care. David's eyes bugged out of his head when he saw me come in so I knew he must've been excited. Invisible to the camera and the others in the meeting, I slid under his desk and slowly unbuckled his pants, pulling them & his briefs down. I'd just taken his cock in my mouth when I heard him say, "Look everyone, I've just got to use the bathroom...back in 5." "5 minutes?!?! I'd thought we'd take longer...." "What the fuck are you doing? These are very important people...it's a work day!!" "But I thought..." "You're too fucking dumb to think! Here, if you're so horny take this tablet & go to the bedroom & watch Pornhub or something..." I was a bit surprised to hear him take that tone, and walked out of the room disappointed & still so horny. I crashed on the bed and thought it was probably best to watch some Pornhub & jack off, hopefully it'd make me feel better. As I put my glass & jug down, I could see a bottle of poppers on the bedside table and tried to find some good videos with poppers in them. The search bar automatically filled out "poppers trainer" and I found a bunch of hot vids, clicking on one with gangbangs. I was so high & horny after watching half a dozen or so, I needed to find something to put in my arse. My fingers weren't doing the trick. Rummaging through the side table, I found the mother lode. It was a massive dildo with some lube as well! As I was getting my arse & the dildo ready, a little Skype icon popped up for a video call. Some guy called Jerome was wanting to talk to David. "Hello?" I answered, trying to seem as composed as possible. "Who's that I'm speaking to, that's not David. I know his chest anywhere!" I lifted the tablet to my face, "No no...he's in a meeting I think..." "Ah..you're his new friend!" I guess word must've gotten out about me. "I also know that look....were you in the middle of something?" "Yeah...kinda" if I had any inhibitions now I'd have blushed. "Well don't let me keep you, please continue. Show me what you were getting up to!" There was something about his voice that was so reassuring & familiar, plus I was so horny I wanted to give him a real show! Laying on the edge of the bed, I spread my legs wide, aiming my hole directly at the tablet. ("Mmmmm...what a divine pussy") and I slowly started to ease the massive dildo in. ("I bet you won't be able to take all of it...") I wanted to show this guy what a good slut I was & before long I was totally filled. ("What a pleasant surprise....I've asked some friends to join the call....I hope you don't mind") "The more the merrier!" I moaned and started fucking myself hard with the dildo. I could hear the "dings" as other people joined the call, they all sounded roughly the same age as the first guy but I loved hearing them moan as I fucked myself. I started showing them different angles too as I worked it in & out of me. ("He'll be just perfect...." "Best we'll have had for a long time...") Guys kept joining & then dropping out after they came, I didn't really care, I was in my own heaven anyway moaning "Yes" to anything they said! I lost track of how long we'd been doing it for but it just ended up just Jerome & me. I was close & when he whispered, "What a beautiful whore you'll make" that was enough for me & I shot all over myself. I think that made him cum too coz he let out a huge groan & hung up shortly after. I passed out pretty much straight away, my cum over my chest & the dildo deep in my arse. END OF PART EIGHT

PART THREE Rubbing his dick, I loved the feel of the piercing in my hand & couldn't wait to know what it felt inside me. As though he could read my mind, David said "Suck these two fingers for me boy" and pushed them into my mouth. I got them nice & wet and I lifted my top leg up as he pushed them into my arse. I mustn't have been ready as it really hurt inside me and as he got me to suck them again, there was some blood on his fingers that must've been left over from last night. Second time was definitely the charm and I groaned as his fingers went deep in me, it felt so good. Not as good as his cock but still amazing. I could feel the pre-cum developing on the head of his dick when my phone started beeping. I quickly moved off the lounge we were sharing to check the message and heard David mumble under his breath "Talk about a fucking buzzkill" as he stormed off inside. I quickly saw that it was a message from Kate saying she couldn't really talk today coz she was too hungover but she'd call tomorrow. It didn't worry me too much, I wanted to catch up to David and make it right. I drank the rest of the mixture down and went inside to find him. I could hear him in the bathroom pissing so followed the sound. "I'm really sorry David, I wasn't sure how important the message would be....I'm sorry, I know you're horny and I'm so fucking horny for you too." "You're really horny for me are you?" he asked, looking over his shoulder. "Then prove it, you never sucked my cock last night. I want you to do it now." He turned towards me, his cock now about 3/4 erect, the cockhead & piercing still glistening with some of his piss. Without a second's hesitation, I took his dick in my mouth and started sucking him. The taste of the piss didn't worry me too much as I tried to negotiate his piercing, I was so horny now I wanted as much of his cock in my mouth as possible before I got him inside my arse. I'd not noticed the tattoo above his cock last night, afterwards I must ask him about it. I got more on all fours and he was able to get two fingers back inside me again. "God you're such a good little slut for your Daddy aren't you?" he said. I smiled up at him and went back to sucking him off. "You wanna show me how much of a slut you are?" I nodded. "Let's go back out to the balcony then." He grabbed the jug which seemed to have about a glassful left, "Open wide" I did as he asked and he poured some of it down my throat but must've been getting too excited as he was pouring it over my head & hair as well. I was laughing as he did it coz it felt soo good. "You wanna show everyone how much you need your Daddy's cock? Lean over the railing for me" I was a little worried, not that people would be able to see from that vantage point, but that I was feeling pretty unsteady on my feet, anything for David though! I grabbed the railing and leant over while David took 4 big sniffs from the bottle. "Young arse in the sunshine, is there anything better?" he said as he passed me the bottle and I took my hits. "There sure is...being fucked in the sun by a hot cock!" I giggled as he pulled my cheeks apart and drove his tongue into my arsehole. It was then I realised how great it must feel for Kate to have her pussy eaten coz I was in absolute heaven having mine! I could feel my hole opening up for him & I knew it wouldn't be long before his beautiful dick inside me. I could feel the metal against my hole as he stood up behind me, one hand on my hip and he slowly started to guide his dick into my empty, horny hole. The piercing felt different inside me, I could feel it scraping the inside of my pussy wall as he slowly went deeper and it felt so good. "If it didn't happen last night, it definitely will now!" he said. I knew what he meant, if I didn't know I was 100% his bottom after last night, I'd know for sure now. He started really pounding me from behind, it felt so good to be in the sun with his heavy balls slapping against my arse. There were probably people that could see what we were doing and I stank to high hell but I didn't care, I wanted to prove to David what a great slut I was. "Here you go slut, you're gonna get another one of my loads deep in your arse. You ready?" It was funny that he'd never wanted to cum anywhere else that we'd fucked (that I could remember) but up my arse. It didn't worry me though, it meant he was a part of me and I loved that so much. He held my hips hard as he came inside me and I could feel the piercing scraping against my pussy walls as he pulled out. He asked me to turn round & clean his dick and I knelt down in front of him smiling as I licked his cock clean, no shit thankfully but I couldn't remember having anything to eat for a while though so I guess that was why! I noticed a little bit of blood again but that was just due to us fucking so hard and me still being inexperienced. I'm sure there'll be less of it once I'm fully converted like he says I'm going to be! END OF PART THREE

I am just your average guy. 50 y/o and 5’7” tall. Average build with naturally smooth body. Total bottom in the sack. I live in Melbourne Australia. For so long I believed in the monogamous type of relationship and the white picket fence, but over the past few years, having not even been able to get a boyfriend, that all changed. I would take anything I could get. My desires slowly morphed over the years. First, maybe a boyfriend and an open relationship. Then, a boyfriend who liked sharing his bottom I love hairy guys and guys with facial hair amongst other attributes. Then I started desiring more. I started fantasizing about bi and married guys. Especially guys I knew had fathered kids., The thought of knowing that if it was possible, he could get me pregnant. Knowing his seed could knock me up. In time that transitioned into poz guys since they had something they could share and knock me up in their own special way. I had been chatting to a guy that really hit all my buttons in London. He was so hot to me with hairy chest, sweet eyes and short beard, and had that charm of being quite romantic in his words, yet kinky and wild in his thoughts and likes. He was a top/vers guy which I liked. That turned me on so much. I work as a project manager in the health industry and to my surprise an opportunity came up within my department to go to London for a job for 6 months. Apart from the opportunity professionally, it was a possibility to meet the man I had been chatting too online. But also have the safeguard of if it didn’t work out or his was a sham, I was there for other reasons. I told the guy about this in our chats (let’s call him Dave) and Dave seemed keen. Dave was saying I could stay with him, but I didn’t want to take the risk it didn’t work out and I was stuck in a difficult situation or worse, out on the street. Besides, work was paying for my accommodation. But Dave was happy to help me find a place within walking distance of his place. That was perfect. Soon enough I was on the flight and Dave was going to meet me at the airport and take me to my place. Again, I was prepared to get off the flight to find it was all a rouse. Regardless, I was rock hard leaking cum the entire flight lol. It’s middle of the day on Friday and after clearing customs and getting my bags, I came out and to my surprise there was Dave waiting for me. He was sexier than his pics had shown, and I was quite surprised. A smile came across his face as he walked up to me and right there in front of everyone, he kisses me like a long-lost lover. What a welcome! He took one of my bags for me and grabbed my other hand as he led me out of the terminal to his car. After putting the bags in the back of the car he grabbed me and pushed me against the car and kissed me for a few minutes without stopping and I could feel his crotch harden along with mine. As he breaks the kiss, he just looks me in the eyes and says, “welcome babe”. It takes about half an hour to drive to my apartment. The whole drive we rest our hands on out rock-hard crotches, kissing at every red light. When we get to my apartment, he helps with the bags and after getting the keys organized, we are in my new apartment for the next 6 months. Dave starts kissing me again and then asks, “which bag has the essentials? Get cleaned out because I don’t know how long I will last. I haven’t cum in almost a week waiting for you”. I quickly get my travel douche out and race to the bathroom to make sure I am pristine for my new man. I come out of the bathroom into the kitchen and before I can even suggest anything, David is all over me kissing me again. Soon enough he stops and says, “fuck, I can’t hold out any longer.” And he turns me around, pulls the back of my pants down to reveal my jock strap. Unzips his pants and I feel his 7” cock pop out and hit my arse cheek. Without a second of waiting he spits on his hand, lubes his cock and slides right in raw and balls deep. Just the way I like it. “It won’t take long – sorry” is all he says before I hear him start to grunt and groan and I feel the tell-tale sensation of my arse being filled with what must be one of the biggest loads I have ever taken. Dave starts to kiss the back of my neck but stays hard and inside me. Slowly starting to fuck again, he says, “told you I’d been holding out for you. Already got another on the way.” And he proceeds to then passionately fuck me for another ten minutes before dropping another huge load in me. He then pops out and I feel a couple of globs of his seed drip down my inner thighs as he does. Without the time to even pull my pants up he turns me around and just starts kissing me again for an easy 5 minutes straight. I hadn’t even made it to the bedroom (let alone seen it) but I didn’t care. This was the welcome any bottom dreams of. We finally take a breath and David says, “I just had to be the first seed in you. The first of many I have planned for my man”. I start unpacking and Dave stays the rest of the day helping me. Stopping every now and then to text someone and kiss and cuddle in between. To say there was a connection would be an understatement. If I was to be honest, it was love at first load for me. We finally order pizza for dinner and Dave leans in and kisses me after and slides his hands down the back of my pants and starts to finger my hole. “You still wet and primed babe? Cause I got a special delivery coming over for my man to make sure he gets everything he wanted from this trip”. As he fingers me, I feel some cum leak out and I guess that answered his question. “Good, now get those pants off, go into the bedroom and get on the bed on all fours in just your jock strap. I have a few close friends coming over I promised could give you a few extra welcome deposits. Don’t worry, I’ll be with you the whole-time babe. They will be here any minute”. I love he calls me babe. “Do you trust your man?” and I respond “absolutely”. “The go in and put a blind fold on. These are good mates of mine and they like anonymous. I will look after you.” I am so turned on I do exactly as Dave says and within minutes of getting into the bedroom and in position, I hear the buzzer and Dave telling someone to come up. A few minutes later I hear Dave talking to 2-3 other men. I can’t tell how many to be precise, but it is definitely two others. They all come into the room, and I hear them undressing and then I feel Dave’s face slide under mine, and he says, “this is for us both babe” and he is kissing me upside down now. I am assuming from what I feel that I am on all fours with my arse over one side of the bed and Dave is on his back with his face under mine and his legs over the other edge of the bed. Dave then says to the guys “give it your best shot boys”. And no sooner is he saying that than I am feeling a thick mushroom head at my hole. In one push his cock is balls deep in me. It must be a good 8” and he just stays there to let me adjust for a few seconds before pulling all the way out again. I feel some of Dave's seed escape as he does and he laughs out loud and says, “mate your still in there”. Dave chuckles under my face and kisses me and says, “yeah babe. That’s all me for now, but not for long”. I feel Dave's head moving slightly and realize that the other guy is doing the same to Dave. The guys are both fucking each of us for around ten minutes. The whole time Dave is kissing me and telling me how much this is meant to be. I hear the guy in me say, “you close? I’m close man” and the other guy says, “yeah man, let’s do it” and I feel my guy speed up and then the tell-tale sound of them both grunting and groaning as we both get flooded by their seed. The guy that just flooded my hole then says, “stay there boys. Give us 5 mins and we will switch. Need to share and make sure each of you get both our kids in you”. I feel Daves hands on the sides of my face as he passionately kisses me and keeps saying, “this is for both of us. I want you to have everything you desire”. It is not long before the guys have swapped positions, and our holes are again being fucked. The second time is a little longer, but sure enough in no time the tell-tale grunts and groans as they are both flooding us with their seed. After the second load, one guy says, “good, text us Dave as we discussed”. Within minutes I hear the door to the apartment close and Dave gets out from under me, and I take the blindfold off. Dave then gets in next to me and asks, “how was that for a welcome to London?”. I am literally in heaven at this point. I am in bed with a sexy man, full of his seed and a few others. I respond, “perfection. It’s Friday night. I hope you are staying”. “Of course, babe, all weekend if you let me”. We kiss and lay there making out for about an hour. Dave gets up and gets us both a drink and I follow him into the kitchen. “It was so hot you are doing this for both of us” I say. Dave kisses me again and then hugs me holding me close saying, “I did this for you and me, and you should know by this how much I want you”. “Tell all” I say as I gaze into his beautiful eyes. “Well, I have known them both for quite some time. About 12 months ago they both tested poz from a dirty anonymous gang bang weekend away. With everything you and I chatted about online, I knew I wanted to share something special with you. So, I asked them if they had started meds yet and both had no and had high viral loads. I told them you were coming and asked if they would consider sharing their poz babies with us both, so we could get poz together. But also know we had the same poz babies in us. That’s why I needed them to both seed us each.” I was shocked. But in a good way. “You did this for us?”. “Yep, you and me babe. I wanted us to take this journey together. I hope you are ok with this. Based on your messages and chats, this is what you wanted. I thought I could give you this and a boyfriend.” I lean in and kiss him like I have never kissed someone before. I look him in the eyes and respond, “if it takes babe, maybe even husband”. To be continued.

One of the very worst things I did was back in 2014. Was seeing this fuck buddy who I knew was cheating on his bf. Didn't care, neither did he. He used to fuck me on the bed he shared with his bf. We'd meet about once every couple of weeks. Third or fourth time, he showed me a picture of his bf. Fatal mistake: I didn't let on but I knew him socially. Next time I saw the bf out drinking, I put the moves on him. Long story short, he ended fucking me in the very same apartment - but not in the bedroom - that I had been visiting for weeks. I had both of their numbers on my phone and started meeting both of them - guy #1 at the apartment and the bf (guy #2) would come to fuck me outdoors near me - semi-regularly. This went on for two months. Fairly abruptly, they both broke off contact and I got the sense both had blocked me. I decided not to go to that particular bar for a while. Three or four months after that, I started to go back there and I heard that they had broken up. About a year after they broke off contact, some random guy came up to me in the same bar, told me he was guy#2/the bf's best friend, and then punched me off my chair 🤣 Best punch i ever fucking took. Right in the face. Deserved it and more. Guess they had figured it out after all! I really really shouldn't have done it but... y'know *shrugs* 🤣

Does anyone know what will become of all the marriages that occurred once gay marriage was legalized? Will they be annulled? I thought that the decision to legalize gay marriage came from a decision that also legalized inter-racial marriages? Is that's right, what does that do to the status of say Clarence Thomas and his wife? Would all those marriages be ruled invalid? I am just curious how they are going to get around that previous decision.......

Uncut. As long as the foreskin works properly, there's more to play with.

Just a quick update. Some of the advice really worked out. Dry spell with boyfriend is officially over!

Well I wasn't expecting this story to be so popular so I guess I can give part 2 a shot! Hope you like it as much as the first part. Again sorry for any grammar mistakes 😅. Part 2 As I was getting dressed I felt that there was still cum on me in various spots clinging to my clothes. I can't stand the feeling so I quickly take them back off and decide to take a quick rinse. I set my clothes, gear, and phone in the corner and headed into the shower area. Unfortunately they weren't exactly private. "OH your still here nice!" I jumped thinking I was alone. "I'm just rinsing off and heading out" "Aww that's a shame my buddy just got here and when I told him about you he was pumped to get a turn" "Wait so you fucked me?" "Yeah, you were pretty popular had to wait my turn but damn was it worth it" "Glad you enjoyed yourself, but that wasn't something I had the choice of doing." I explained the situation to him, he seemed shocked and apologized for his part in it. All the while his cock came to life rock hard leaking a bit of precum from the story I told him. "I had no idea, I thought being bound and used was just a kink of yours" "Well it is, but in a controlled environment, I like to have some say" "I wanna make it up to you, I have a pair of cuffs that that you can have. They have a safety latch so you don't have to worry about a key. Whoever is with you can just push that latch and boom your free!" I thought about it a bit, and decided to take him up on his offer and take the cuffs as I left. "Okay let me just throw on my clothes my husband's waiting for me in the car so I'll just grab it and go." "You can put them on in my room, don't want to draw another crowd. Besides I wanna make sure my friend didn't run off with them already" Well hearing that made me nervous and to afraid to attract another crowd I listened, grabbed my clothes and phone and followed him thru a maze of rooms. "Here we are" He unlocked the door to let us in and I was surprised at how big the room was. I thought there was only small ones. More surprisingly tho the room had about 8-10 people fucking a bottom, he was surprisingly quite for the fucking he was receiving. "This our replacement bottom for the party?" A big burly bear type was steering at me strocking his big pierced cock. "No he just came for a little gift, he's tho one I was telling you about that was bound in the swing" "Fucking hot man, sure you don't want to have another go?" I told him I was fine that I needed to get back to the hubby, just wanted to take the cuffs and go. I couldn't stop looking at the fucking happening before me "Ahh well the cuffs are in one of those bags, here have a drink relax a little while he grabs it" He got up and handed me a bottle of gateraid. I contemplated it and figured I was extremely parched. So I walked over grabbed the bottle and chugged it down. I was alot more thirsty than I thought. He was grinning at me as I sat on the bed, I felt a bit light headed. "I need to get dressed my husband's waiting for me" "You sure I could really use a hole to shove this in" He was rubbing my thigh while stroking his cock. His hand started exploring my body working it's way to my hole. He started rubbing the entrance to my hole telling me how wet it is. I tried to push his hand away but he was to strong ans my energy was leaving me, what's going on? "Here let's lay you down and get you more comfortable, I'll just lay your things over here" He grabbed my clothes ans phone setting them next to the bed. Guys were starting to gather around me. "Found the cuffs, and the spreader bar!" The original guy came back over. "OH you change your mind?" I tried to tell him no but could only let out a mumble. "He took the whole bottle of G, so looks like we found our replacement bottom after all" I felt the bed shift as the husky man got between my legs. "Night night baby, well take good care of you" I heard the door open and a few more people walk in before I passed out. They grabbed the other drugged up bottom, and i later found out that they just layed him ass up in the dark rooms. They wasted no time getting me flipped over so I was face down ass up. They cuffed my hands behind my back, bound my legs in a spreader bar and propped my ass up with pillows. When they propped my ass up it let some cum and the end of a condom pop out. "OH hell yeah this ass is loaded and ready, go spread the word. Let everyone know we have ourselves a community cumdump" The burly guy lined his dick to my hole but before he could push in my phone started ringing. He looked over and saw it was my husband. He grabbed my phone ignored the call, then called him back with facetime. "Hey baby whats taking so long. Wait wtf is this" "Your boys a bit busy right now, he's taking a little nap, but me and the guys are gonna keep him company." "Hey you fuck leave him alone" He just ignored my husband's demands aimed the camera at my hole. He started scooping up the cum leaking from my ass with his PA before catching it on the condom sticking out. Then started pushing into my hole slowly. "Fuck this boy has a nice hole." "Please stop!" He ignored him again and just started Jack hammering my hole. You could see the loads trying to escape as he fucked me hard and deep. "Fuck here's another load for you boy!" He breed me deep slamming hard a few time to push it in as far as he could. My husband was quietly sobbing as he watched. "Tell you what, if you can cum before the next gut breeds him, well stop. If not. . ." He was grabbing a tripod and propping the phone so all you could see was a first person view of my ass getting fucked. The hubby could see the next guy lining up to fuck me. "So if you cum before my buddy here we'll stop, if not we give any ans everyone access to this hole. I want to see you jack it and shoot that load." He turned on the screen record function after saying that. "Okay please let him go after this." "Well you better hurry he's already picking up speed" My hubby angles his phone and pulled out his dick, jacking furiously, watching my hole get used and getting more and more turned on "Fuck take this load bitch!" "Damn looks like you couldn't cum in time, but you gave it a good shot so I'll give you another chance" "Thank you, I'm so close" The next guy was already entering my hole he was big. The camera didn't show it but he also had a biohazard tatt about his dick "Alright final chance" They were racing, my top fucking my ass like he was trying to break it. My hubby vigorously stroking trying to cum before my top breed me "Fuck here it cums, fuck ahhhhhhh. Take that dirty cum bitch" With that my husband shot his load all over himself. Shooting one of his biggest loads. "Damn that was a nice load boy but . . ." My top pulled out and you could see a stream of cum pouring from my hole "You were a little to late" The next guy was already fucking me. "But you gave me one hell of a show, tell you what, come back inside. If you can find us another bottom he's all yours. Ill keep the call going to help you on your hunt bjt the conversation ends here. I have a hole to breed" With that my husband had no choice he started to wipe the cum off of himself and found himself getting turned on again seeing the husky guy line up with my hole before plunging balls deep. Possible part 3 coming depending on how you guys like this

I believe all ( Sweden, Norway, Denmark, Finland & Iceland) have similar, shall we say "Socialist" dynamics in there government systems. Taxes are high but the benefits are huge. Sweden (personal family knowledge) has an excellent system of social integration. A cousin who suffered significant health issues which required care facility placement. This was found, in local area, within months, the food was restaurant quality, OT & physio all top notch & larger accommodation was quickly found when hubby decided to move in with wife. She unfortunately passed a few weeks ago but, her last days were spent being well looked after. These facilities are certainly not available in Australia, except at huge cost that only the wealthy can afford. Placement times in government facilties are horrendous as is provision of treatment, food & recreation. Trained staff levels are a constant issue. Private schools are not common as State sponsored education is world class & University placements do not incur massive debt as happens in Australia. Metro transport services are also of a far superior quality to those in Australia. In both Copenhagen (dislocated shoulder) & Stockholm (5 fractured ribs & twisted knee) I required emergency care. Both hospitals had provided X-rays, MRI's & tests that would NEVER be considered in Australia's hospitals & I was in & discharged within 6-8hrs. Here I would be lucky, if even seen after 12hrs & most probably not seen for 24+hrs. Big problem now is the abuse of the system by illegal immigrants who feel it is their right to access, without having contributed in any way. Right wing government won last election, first time since 1940. Social benefits are unattainable without proportional taxation & in Australia & now obviously the US, this is something that is not acceptable.

left the pub, drunk, fucked a man in the local cruising zone, as i dumped my load in him, i felt my cock bathed in another's load. i locked my cock in for a good minute, keeping him in place. when i pulled my cock out, the other load was all over my cock, my foreskin and running my down my nut sack. suely that load got in me via my cock. so does that count as me getting a load too? i got home and my cock stank of cum, so I think the other load definitley was in me. I hope it was.

Been a long time cuming, but here's part 2. As the big guys orgasm subsided he lay his full weight on me. He began kissing me and I felt his cock slip for my hole and being replaced by a couple of fingers. My hole had been stretched to its limit by his thick cock my sphincter had given up trying to close up again. His fingers probed my hole roughly for a few moments, then he removed them and brought them to my mouth. I greedily took them in and tasted his seed and my arse juice. They tasted of pure man sex. I lapped at his fingers until I had cleaned them thoroughly. He then rolled onto his side. "Clean my cock" was all he said. I eagerly moved down and took him in my mouth. I took the cock that I hoped had pozzed me into my mouth and cleaned every mm of it. It was flaccid now, but still large. The taste was even better than his fingers. His sperm, my arse and testosterone. I cradled his large balls that had made the seed now inside me. After a few minutes he stood. "I hope it takes, your the first guy I've tried to impregnate after coming off my meds" He said. I watched as he walked away towards the door to the apartment. I remember thinking 'That is one hunk of man and he chose me receive his seed. I looked around the bedroom and saw a another couple fucking. One guy on his knees and the other banging him from behind, but I noticed they were both wearing red wristbands, so both poz. I watched them fucking while I took a few minutes rest and slid my finger into my hole which remained dilated. Deep in my hole there was a huge pool of fluid. I withdrew my fingers and saw that they were covered in thick lumpy sperm tinged with pink. I eagerly sucked at fingers and noticed the top who was fucking look over and smile. I was just about to get off the bed when the tall skinny guy I'd seen earlier come into the room. He looked even thinner than when I'd originally seen him. He looked at two guys fucking and they obviously knew him as they nodded to him and he in turn pointed at them with two fingers and and closed his thumb, like a kid does when using his hand as a gun. He saw me moved toward the bed. "Saw you being fucked by that big dude, guess your already pregnant by now. Want an HVL load in you? "Fuck, yes please" I said. He got on the bed and and I felt his body for the first time. I could feel that his ribs were covered with a thin layer of flesh. I ran hands down his torso to his pelvis and his hips. He no meat on his bones what so ever. His eyes were slightly yellow and clouded, as if they had a mist over them and appeared sunken into his skull. His face was very gaunt and his cheek bones prominent and sharp. All this made his large cock and balls appear even larger than they were. His was very thick and at least 9 or 10" fully erect. Together with his large balls they looked out of proportion with the rest of his body. "I need to plant my seed in you. You want it? I reached down and took his cock in my hand and pulled him towards me. His girth so large my hand wouldn't fit fully around it. "Yes please, I would be honoured to be bred by you" I said. "Well just in case the big guys seed didn't fertilise you, I'll make sure your pregnant " I was really turned on by this guy. His body and his words. I greedily took his huge cock in my mouth.and began sucking him. "I fucked another guy, but didn't cum so I have a big load of poz cum to get rid of" He said. I could tast the other guys arse on his cock. It made me feel even dirtier and hornier, which I didn't think was possible. I wanted this wasted, sick guy to fuck me senseless. He produced a bottle of poppers and removed the cap. He took a couple of snorts then handed them to me. I did the same and kept the bottle. He flipped me onto my front and mounted me. The poppers made me desperate to have him inside me. He entered me in one swift movement. Straight in and up to the hilt. I felt completely submissive as began to fuck me in earnest, pounding away at my already abused hole. After a few minutes he turned me over and fucked me from the front, my legs on his shoulders. He thrust hard. Harder than I thought someone with his physical condition would be capable of. My hands were around his wasted body. I could feel his ribs and his pelvis as he bucked. His cock deeper in me than anyone had been before. Sweat leaked from every pore in him and dripped onto me. He pounded me for a full 15 to 20 minutes before I saw in his face that he was about to shoot his toxic load into my receptive body. One more thrust deep inside me and I felt him cum. I swear his sperm was hot. I could feel it burning deep within my guts as it coated the insides of my body. He thrust again and even more of his seed was forced into me. I could feel my body trying to absorb it all but there was so much it was already saturated. His last thrust emptied him and his body shook in a kind of spasm before he collapsed, completely spent of energy and seed. I had never been fucked like this before or filled with burning hot man juice or in such a large quantity. I felt him almost collapse on me from his exertion and as his, non existent, stomach made only the slightest contact with my cock, which had been fully erect throughout the fucking, I shot a huge load between our bodies. He kissed me and our tongues entwined. My own cum felt great between our bodies moved together in the slow sexual gratification at the end of our coupling.

Fetching is my favourite thing too. I love finding a cum dump, licking any cum from around their hole, then digging my tongue inside and encouraging them to push their hole out so as to get at the mixture of loads. I'll then push hard cock inside fuck them for a while then pull my cock out quickly. My cocks usually followed by a big load of cum which I'll immediately drop to my knees again to get at with my tongue. I'll do this over and over again until I cant take anymore, then I'll sink inside them as deep as I can and bust a huge nut

Well, splendid boy - if you'll allow me ..... No. Trump is hardly a Dom (as I know the descriptor). He's completely unfamiliar with any kind of life-structure, and infused with incurable weakness - which he has come to believe he can overcome by heaping more abuse on others than anyone else. A "Dominant" man, as we BZ'er's use that term, has character, has attained self-knowledge. He's confident in his intellectual abilities, and he's compassionate enough to help others that are less so. A real Dom does not take pleasure in degrading others, he does not steal from others, he is a genuine man. The current president possesses none of those characteristics. In fact, he's the opposite. That sad creature is still trying to fool the world into believing that he's not a wuss - not an intellectual dwarf - not a total pussy. And millions have swallowed his line of bullshit, and actually don't see through the thin, opaque veil he's wrapped himself in. If he thought he could, he'd be at the center of of all the action lately - firing everyone he can think of personally. He wouldn't need the muskrat to rake all this muck, if he had the wherewithal to do it himself. He's nothing but a quivering mass of self-doubt, and as far from being a true Dom as it gets.

Swallowing loads out of a sluts hole😈

Part 5 I was floating in the clouds, but I knew that Papi was fucking me. So whose cock is this? "Nice bottom you got here Joe," the stranger said. "Damn, his eyes are huge. How fucked up is he?" "Hey Mark, this bottom slut is Kevin. We have been smoking for a few hours now and he drank a healthy load of chempiss." "Fuck! You found yourself a pig in the making. Hey boy, open up and suck my cock." Mark was tapping his cock against my lips before I opened up. He had a huge mushroom head that barely fit in my mouth. As he slid in, his shaft stretched open my mouth like I was trying to shove a beer can in. I barely kept my teeth off his cock as he hit my throat and stopped. He had to be over 8 inches as I could still see a good amount of dick not in my mouth. He slid back out and rubbed his cock all over my lips and face, spreading his precum around. I eagerly stuck out my tongue trying to taste his precum. It was salty and a similar bitter taste as Papi's piss. "Fuck I might have to give him a load of chempiss as well when I get done fucking his holes." "Use him, he's just a hole," Papi said. They got in a rhythm fucking my ass and mouth. Mark steadily worked on my deep throating, sliding his cock in as far as he could before I gagged. I understood that if I didn't want to choke, I needed to breathe through my nose and hold it as he slide in. I felt my throat fully accept his cock as his hairy balls bounced off my chin. Burning my nose in his pubes, all I could smell was his sweat and musk. It was intoxicating and drove me to suck harder. This went on until I could hear Papi grunting behind me, "fucking take that cum boy." His hips slammed into mine on his final thrusts before he buried his cock in my ass, depositing his seed inside of me. I could feel the warmth of his cum pooling inside of me as his cock pulse out the last drops. It didn't feel as big as the last time, but it was cum in my ass and I loved it. "Lube up that hole for my fat cock," Mark said. "I'm dying to get in there and stretch him out." Pulling his cock out of my throat, a thick strand of spit still connected us. Papi grunted, still catching his breath as he pulled his half hard cock from my hole. He slapped his cock on my ass a few times, making the emptiness I felt inside even more noticeable. Climbing off of me, he grabbed my feet and gave me a spin so my ass was facing Mark. "All yours buddy." Mark grabbed my hips, pulling my ass up to his cock. He thrusted up my crack a couple times to rub the excess spit onto my hole. I felt him line up his head to my hole and pop inside. I gasped at the intrusion while he slide inside with one fluid motion. I could feel my hole stretch the farther is got inside of me. His fat mushroom pushed most of Papi's cum deep. My ass was tolerating his girth thanks to the excessive finger fucking Papi gave me earlier. At this point, I was taking deep gulps trying to catch my breath from his initial entry. My prostate was tingling as his beer can pressed on it with more force than Papi. I felt him pull out, teasing my hole with his head before slamming back in. He did this for a couple minutes, pulling out completely and going balls deep. I started moaning and gasping for air as I adjusted to his cock fucking me. "While you got your mouth open boy, why don't you clean off my cock while I get us a fresh bowl." Papi's cock was half hard but so much easier to suck than Marks. As I started sucking his cock, I could taste what cum stayed on his shaft. My tongue swirled around his head trying to collect all the precum under his foreskin. My lust to have his cum took over and I started sucking his cock with vigor to get it hard again. Papi scooted forward so my nose was nestled in his pubes and his cock started filling my throat. After some twists and jerks, he settled down having grabbed his supplies and started loading the pipe. Not long after I heard the click of the torch again. Unconsciouslly I started pulling my head back as I looked up at Papi desperation in my eyes. I knew I shouldn't but I wanted that hit more than anything. Papi chuckled as he blew his hit into my face before bringing the pipe down to my lips. Mark ground his hips into me before I locked my lips onto the pipe. I tried to focus on the white clouds swirling around as he ground his hips into me. I took a deep breath in feeling my lungs expand easier as the meth rushed through me. "Hold that in and then you are going to take another hit," Papi said. The torch clicked behind me as I heard Mark take a hit. My lungs straining to hold in all the smoke but I held until Papi gave me the okay. As I exhaled, there was a warmth hitting the back of my head as Mark pulled his cock out with a pop. "Damn I gapped that hole Joe." Mark took another hit before passing the pipe and torch back to Papi. I felt him back off my ass and was confused as I thought he was going to keep fucking me. Suddenly he latched onto my ass, chewing on my hole before exhaling his hit. It felt even better than when Papi did it but I had no time to moan as the smoking pipe was thrust into my lips. He kept it up for another minute before pulling away to watch the smoke trickle out of my ass. My ass lips were swollen and purple. They throbbed as he teased his mushroom head in and out before thrusting in. After a third hit, I latched onto Papi's dick sliding straight to his pubes. Gagging slightly, I held onto the smoke as long as I could. I heard the torch click again, unsure which man had the pipe as I exhaled through my nose. The rush drove me higher and I deepthroated that cock as much as I could. Mark was ruthlessly fucking my ass as they passed the pipe back and forth. I felt small stabs of pain each time he angled his cock differently but by the third stroke I was moaning in pleasure. I lost track of time how long they where fucking me. Papi took over as I felt his hand on my head, sliding me up and down his cock. His balls tightened up, slapping my chin harder as he grunted. My head was pulled into his groin like he was trying to thrust threw my face. I tried not to gag as I felt his cock pulsing in my throat. "Fuck that feels amazing boy. Fucking breed that ass Mark, fill him up!" Mark was breathing heavily as his hips were slamming into me. His cock expanded, hardening into a steel rod. I felt my insides get pulverized with each thrust. With a final grunt, his cum shot deep into my hole and mixed with Papi's. I started feeling bloated from the volume of cum. Mark collapsed onto my back as his shots lessened in force. Papi worked his cock out of my mouth, back and forth so I could suck all his cum out. He laid back onto the pillows with a content sigh as he watched Mark keep humping my ass. I was happy feeling his hairy chest rub into my back and his hot breath on my neck. I twisted my head to look around the room for any more surprises when I caught sight of the clock. 'Oh shit,' I thought. 'Its almost 4am, where did all that time go.' A small part of my brain hoped that this was it, but the meth took over washing away any thoughts other than cock and cum. I subconsciously flexed my hole around Mark's cock and rotated my hips in small circles. His cock lost that steel edge but my movements brought him back to full hardness. "I got at least two more loads for you boy," Mark whispered in my ear as he started long dicking my hole again.

I woke up the next morning to the brightness of the sun blinding me in the room. Apparently, I was spent after all Adrian had put me through the day before. Adrian was still sleeping behind me, with his big toned body tight against my back, and his bulking arms wrapped around me. I could feel his package pressing against my ass, which was aching from the plug he had put in me the night before. I checked my phone and saw it was almost 945. Adrian must have woke up to me moving around, because I felt his big hands rubbing my ass cheeks and pressing at the plug in my ass. "Morning fuck boi". He moved his hands around to fondle my chest and pinch my nipples, and cock was instantly hard. I realized that Adrian had cum countless times the day before, breeding my ass everytime with his dirty loads, but I hadn't cum yet. "Look at that hard white dicklet getting hard for Daddy. Roll over and get this cock in your mouth boi, I know thats what you need, whether you know it or not". He was right. His big black cock was all I could think about. I rolled over, crawled between his legs, and took his morning wood into my mouth. "This is how my little slut should wake Daddy every day. You hear that boy?" "Mmphh" was all I was able to get out, as I tried to say yes with his cock stretching my throat. I sucked, slobbered, and gagged on Adrian's cock for what felt like 15 minutes, my own cock dripping below me and begging for attention. Adrian leaned up and tugged the plug out of my ass, leaving my aching hole feeling dull and empty. "Get up here and ride this big cock. I'm gonna give this pussy its first breeding of the day". Wasting no time, I slid up and impaled myself on Adrian's cock. It was amazing how easily I was able to sink down on his cock balls deep. My ass was really starting to open up. The loads from the night before that were still marinating in my ass also helped with things. Before long I was riding Adrian's cock, working up a sweat trying to milk a load out. I no longer had any apprehension about being fucked, and getting Adrian to blow his load was the only thing on my mind. Adrian was squeezing my nipples, pinching them between his fingers. This only made me hornier, and my own little dick was leaking precum all over Adrian's chest as I bounced up and down. "Fuck this pussy feels so goddam good. This pussy was made to take this big fucking cock. Work that fucking load out white boi. You keep this up you're gonna get a big dose of my poz nut. I can feel those fucking loads dripping down my balls out of that loose cunt. Fuck you're such a fucking slut." This turned me on even more, being called a "fag" by Adrian. This should have pissed me off but I just accepted it. I guess it's what I was now. My new title. Before long Adrian was bucking beneath me, blowing another hot load of poz cum up my ass. After he blew his load, I just sat there on Adrian's deflating cock in my ass. "Look at that little white clit. That's what I call that little white dick of yours, its not even a cock. Rock hard waiting for attention. Jack that little cock off for me as you sit on Daddy's big cock." I didn't want to wait for Adrian to change his mind, and I started going to town cranking my cock. It didn't take long before I was blowing my load all over Adrian's chest. Adrian's softening meaty cock in my ass made me so fucking horny I couldn't control myself. I didn't think I could ever cum without a cock in my ass again. I started to panic, not knowing if I was gonna get beat for blowing my load all over Adrian's chest. "Get your mouth to work and clean up this spunk and get my cock cleaned up. We got shit to do today". I hesitated for a second, not knowing if I could eat my own cum. I must have hesitated too long, because Adrian cracked me across the face, and told me to "not fucking keep him waiting". I took a deep breath, climbed off Adrian's now soft cock, and started licking my cum off his chest. This was my first time ever tasting cum, and it suprisingly wasn't horrible. I licked all my salty cum off Adrian's chest before moving down to his cock and balls. There was white froth in his pubic hair, clearly the loads he had blown in my ass were churned into froth as he fucked my ass again this morning. I could feel the other loads still leaking out of my ass crack and down my balls. Before long, Adrian's cock and balls were shining with my spit and clean as a whistle. Adrian pulled me off his cock by my hair and stood up. "Stay the fuck here boy" was all he said as he walked out of the room. He returned a minute later, holding a small plastic thing that looked like a little tube. I didn't know what the fuck it was. "Lay back on that fucking bed". I obeyed, and Adrian crawled on the bed between my legs. My cock was soft, having just blown a load. Adrian worked a plastic ring around my balls, and I started to go hard at the stimulation. Adrian grabbed my balls and squeezed them like he was holding a baseball. I yelled out "goddamn it ow fuck", as my hardening cock went immediately soft. "Sorry about baby boy but Daddy had to get that little dicklet down". Adrian spit onto my cock, and used the spit as lube to shove my cock into the tube. He secured the tube to the ring around my balls with a little padlock. "Now that fucking dick is where it belongs. I'm gonna keep this little cock locked up until I'm ready to let you out, and who knows when that will be. This will keep my little white slut horny, just the way I fucking want you. With that little fag dicklet locked up the only thing you need to focus on is that little fuck hole. I picked the medium sized one, it still won't let you get hard but won't be horribly uncomfortable. Piss me off and you will get changed out for the small one". Adrian walked off into the bathroom and I heard the shower turn on. I panicked. What the fuck. My cock was encased in a little tube that there was no way I could get out of. This guy literally has me by the balls. I felt around the plastic tube, and saw there was a little spot on the end for me to piss through. I kind of started to like the weight on my balls, and my body betrayed me and my cock tried to get hard. Adrian was right, as my cock tried to get hard the cage contained it and it hurt like hell. The plastic tube pulled on my balls, and I went soft instantly. Fuck. I heard the shower turn off and Adrian walked out, toweling himself off. I quickly fogot about the cage as I admired Adrians toned body and the big slab of meat dangling between his legs. "Get in the fucking shower and clean up. We got errands to run before I drop you off". I jumped up, thankful that I would be free soon, and got into the shower. "I will lay out what to wear on the fucking bed". I came out of the shower, and saw what Adrian had laid on the bed for me to wear. Apparently he had gone into my suit case, because laying there was another pair of my shorts that went to my midthigh, they may have been shorter than the ones I had on before. Next to the shorts was a tank top that I wore to the gym. There was also black Nike jockstrap that was crusty and had white cum stains in the pouch on the bed, as well a pair of my tube socks. I got dressed, taking a second to admire myself in the mirror. The cage on my cock made a noticeable bulge in my shorts, but you couldn't tell exactly what it was. The tank showed off my toned chest and arms. I turned off the lights and went downstairs. "You like that crusty jock boy? One of my other fuck sluts left it behind. Pull down those booty shorts and show Daddy that jock." I obeyed, and showed him my caged cock in the crusty jock. It grossed me out to be wearing somebody else's dirty jock, but I realized there was worse things. "Fuck yeah. Turn around and show me those cheeks. Oh fuck yeah that ass was made to be shown off by a jock. Get those fucking shorts up and get in the car". We got into his Jeep and drove off. Adrian rubbed my thigh again, like he did the day before. Apparently the kinder, gentler Adrian was back. We made a stop for coffee and kept driving. I knew better than to ask where we were going. We pulled into a sketchier part of town and stopped at a dumpy looking tattoo parlor. "Get your ass inside". I climbed out of the car and followed Adrian inside. Behind the counter was a black guy who obviously ran the place. He was the complete opposite of Adrian, being only about 5'8", bald, and overweight. He had a gut that hung over his pants and was probably pushing 300lbs. Adrian told me to "sit the fuck down" as he went over to speak with the tattoo artist. They spoke in low tones and I couldn't hear what they were saying. "Bruce is gonna set you up boy. He knows what I want. I'll be in the fucking car waiting. Don't fucking embarass me. He's a good friend!". I panicked, now knowing what instructions Bruce had. My knees were shaking as I stood up and walked behind him to the tattoo chair. "Sit down boy. Don't be fucking nervous college boy you're gonna love what Adrian's picked out. Strip down to your jock boy and climb into the chair. " I nervously sat in the chair, as Bruce moved around the small room getting things ready. He finally came over with a little metal tray. "First up is the piercings. Your Daddy requested both ears pierced and both nipples to start." My heart raced and my eyes started to tear up. I had never thought about getting piercings, and was afraid whatever Adrian had picked out was gonna look gay. My fears were calmed when I realized I could just take them out after Adrian dropped me off today. Bruce got to work and prepped his needle, and before long I had diamond studs in both ears, and small barbells in both nipples. They stung like hell, and the weight on my nipples felt really fucking weird. I noticed Bruce had horrible breath and smelled like BO as he worked on me. He was so out of shape he was breathing heavily. He pulled up a mirror to show me his work, and suprisingly I didn't hate the ear piercings, in fact I kind of liked them. And the nipple piercings were hopefully small enough where they wouldn't be noticeable under a shirt. "Last up is the tattoo. Sounds like its going on the forearm, give me your right arm". My heart raced. I always wanted a tattoo, but never knew what to get. I was scared because I still didn't know what tattoo Adrian had told Bruce to put on me. Bruce got to work and put the stencil sticker on my arm, and got to tattooing. He didn't talk as he started to tattoo me, painfully twisting my arm around in different positions, clearly not even trying to be gentle. I quickly noticed the tattoo was a jack of spades playing card, with some roman numerals beneath it. It actually looked cool, not anything I would have picked, but it still looked cool. I had no clue what the meaing of the tattoo was. After what seemed like an hour, Adrian came back into the tattoo shop as Bruce was finishing up. "Just putting the finishing touches on your boy here Adrian". Adrian came over to inspect the tattoo and piercings. He tugged at the nipple piercings and I let out a slight yelp. "Looks fucking good dude. Love bringing my new fuck sluts for you to slut up". "Boy you know what that tattoo means?", Adrian asked. I shook my head no. "It's a jack of spades. It's gonna show every black man you meet that you like black cock. You're marked as a black fuck slut now. And the roman numerals are the date I turned your white ass into a black cock slut". My cock started to try and go hard in it's cage, but was quickly stopped. I fucking loved the idea of this tattoo, if it meant I could get more black cock. "Imma be back in the car. Bruce take your normal payment and send him out". Adrian walked out and Bruce started to bandage up the tattoo and and put things away. He still had not said a word to me since he started the tattoo. Before long he was done, and he came over and stood next to the chair and dropped his shorts. His big belly hung down low, almost covering his smaller 5.5 inch cock. "Turn the fuck over so I can get my tip. Adrian always lets me take a run at his new white bois after he drops them off." I stared at him, in shock. I was repulsed by this ugly dude, I couldn't fuck him. "Ahh..ah..dude I have cash can I just tip you with that? I'm not interested in fucking dude." When I thought about getting more black cock, this was not what I had in mind. "Wrong fucking answer faggot. Wait until I tell Adrian about this". Bruce grabbed me by my arm and flipped me over in the chair, before I even had a chance to defend myself. I felt him inch behind me, and his belly hit my back as his cock entered me forcefully. This dude stunk like BO and was gross, but his forest of pubes was currently scratching my ass. I didn't enjoy Bruce's fucking, it was forceful and rough in my dry ass. I just clenched my jaw and closed my eyes and got through it. I knew I had to get through it to keep Adrian happy. After the sweaty Bruce rode my ass for 10 minutes he finally blew his load in my ass. He whispered in my ear "don't worry I'm not poz boy. Adrian wants that honor". With that, he climbed off me and walked out of the room. "Get the fuck out of here".

Great start mate, priest stories are a turn on & priest pozzing even better- can't wait for the next chapter-your doing Great!!

My ex Scott and I have kept in touch over the decade or so since we broke up mainly online or by text so it was a surprised to run into him and his current boyfriend—he has been through quite a few since we broke up—one evening. We ended up talking and then eating together. They asked me back to their place and I was on the fence about it but decided what the hell and agreed. The drinks at dinner turned into many more at their place and soon Scott was kissing his guy K.C. He turned K.C.’s face towards me and said I want to see you guys kiss, so we did. Scott sat back and watched as his current boyfriend and his ex made out all the time telling us how hot it was. K.C. and I really started going at it and were rubbing and grinding on each other. Soon my cock was in K.C.s mouth and Scott was kissing me and whispering how they recently found out K.C. was poz and he wanted me to be the first guy he fucked that first knowingly poz load into. My cock got harder at the thought and soon we were all naked and on their bed. Scott and K.C. had me between them and they were licking and sucking all over me. Scott got between my legs and lifted them up and began to lick and eat my hole while K.C. continued to suck my cock. Soon I felt Scott’s poz cock pushing into me again for the first time in years. Even though it had been a long time since we had fucked this felt good and I bucked my hips up some and buried my cock in his boyfriends throat as he fucked me. Scott never could last long and was quickly blasting my hole full of his poz load. The thing with Scott is that he can stay hard after he shoots and he continued to fuck me and push his load deeper into me. I was laying there enjoying the sensations when K.C. got up and switched places with Scott. He licked some of the cum from my hole and kissed me with it as he lined his newly poz cock up with my hole and pushed in. He did short, quick thrusts at first since his cock was thicker than Scott’s but soon I had him all the way balls deep in me. Scott was sitting off to the side as he watched his boyfriend work his cock in and out of me. The kissing was intense and we were so focused on each other it was like Scott wasn’t even there except for his occasional comment on how hot this was. K.C.’s was doing the whole slow grind as we were kissing but with encouragement from Scott he started to really fuck me harder. His thick cock stretching me open as his thrusts got quicker and then suddenly I had a second load of poz cum coating my insides. When K.C. pulled out of my hole Scott fingered me and got some of his load out and coated my cock with it and then had K.C. sit down on my cock. He was rotating his hips and fucking himself on me as I ran my hands over him and kissed Scott. This went on for awhile and then Scott got behind him and rubbed his cock against mine as it fucked in and out of K.C. who pulled off of me and Scott started fucking him. We did this back and forth for a bit then when my cock was in K.C. Scott stuck a finger in his hole, then two and then was working his cock in with mine. Suddenly both our cocks were in K.C.’s ass together. We all stopped and the way K.C’s ass was spasming as it got used to accommodating both our cock was amazing. It took a bit to figure out the rhythm of two cocks in one ass mostly it worked out that I stayed still and Scott did all the fucking. Feeling his cock rubbing against mine in his boyfriends hole only got better when I felt Scott shoot his second load. He continued to fuck for a minute but pulled out and I got K.C. on his back and power fucked my load into him too. I asked if K.C. had ever been double fucked before and he said they had tried but it had never worked before but that up until then it had been his biggest fantasy. I was glad I was able to help and no less glad to take a poz load from each guy.

1. Cum dripped out of my swollen, gaping hole as I pulled my briefs up and stood to crack my back. It’s funny, I thought as I felt the backside of my briefs become damp with sperm, three weeks ago I never would have thought to let a man cum inside me, and now, I couldn’t get enough. That was before I had met Simon; however, before Simon had told me how hot I was, how much he liked me; before he had eaten out my hole till he could slide three fingers inside of me without resistance; and before he had charmed me to let him slip, just the tip of his fat cock into my hole raw. I slid my hand down the backside of my briefs and felt my wet hole. The sounds of the others came through the closed door clearly; there were still plenty of me out there. I can go just a few more rounds, I thought, and kicked off my slightly damp underwear. My name is Justin, I’m twenty five and just finished my last year of grad school. At five foot ten I’m not the tallest of men, but I’m what my ex-girlfriend called “Nerd hot.” The short of guy you see with unkempt hair, dark rimmed slightly unfashionable glasses, and a tweed jacket with elbow patches and you think he’s sort of cute but nothing special until they take their clothes off and you realize that tweed jacket and button down shirt were hiding a tight six pack, broad chest and a sizable amount of chest hair. I had one girl actually laugh in surprise when I took my pants of the first time and she saw my seven-inch soft cock. For the past twenty-five years I have identified as 97% straight, every once in a while I’ve come across a guy that does it for my but that’s pretty rare and rarer still would be the circumstances under which anything would happen. I am, however, a liberal man of the modern era and so when I was in London visiting my Stepbrother and he invited me to go to the gay bar with his friends, I was more then happy to attend. Ryan, who had always been the more athletic masculine of the two of us, had come out to his mother and my father when he was fifteen; I was sixteen at the time. Most of my friends thought that I should be weirded out by this (“What if he’s checking you out after you get out of the shower?”) but I never was. Ryan was not one of the 3% of guys that I’m attracted too although I did find out after catching him in bed with one of his boyfriends over a summer break in college that he had a massive cock. After college Ryan had started working for a publishing company and soon after was transferred to their offices in London. At twenty-four he already had a massive flat near to the city center and a damn nice office in their high-rise office. When I graduated for grad school I decided to fly to England for the summer before looking for work and visit Ryan for a while. Two nights after I got there Ryan invited me to join him and his friends at a gay bar downtown. Having just finished a long semester of school I was down for drinking where ever. So we got dressed, Ryan in a pair of tight jeans and a black wife beater that showed off his broad football player chest and his massive arms, he honestly looked like Rugby Ken; and I in a slim fit button down shirt and loose fitting jeans. It was at the bar that I met Simon. He came in late, a little bit after all of the others, and took the only available seat in the little booth (next to me) that six of us now occupied in the corner of this bar. The six-foot three, black haired, blue eyed, pail skinned god smiled as he slid in next to me. “Ayope, ‘o’s this then,” he ask in a gruff south London accent. “My step brother Justin, he’s straight so put your cock back in your pants,” answered Ryan, a slight twinge of a British accent had started to color the edges of his words in the years sense he’d moved here. “Eh, he’s aright. Ain’t yeh Justin?” Simon asked me. I laughed a little and nodded trying to remain calm, I had never been so attracted to a guy in my entire life. He wore no shirt, claiming it had had gotten soaked in the rain just a little bit ago. His small pink nipples stood erect out of a thick coat of dark hair all across is massive pecks. Tight blue jeans hugged his muscular legs, and the outline of his cock running down his left pant leg was obvious. He was stunningly masculine in his appearance and domineer. The rest of the party continued to talk and Simon quickly jumped into the conversation. I didn’t know what I wanted from him but I wanted something. I wanted him somehow. As he chatted with his friends his hand slid from the table and slowly made it’s way to rest on my leg just above the knee.

After that first time with Danny and Mark we talked, mostly thru texts, over the next few days saying how much we liked it and wanted a repeat. It was a week or so later when Danny and I were assigned the same area at work that we got to talk face to face about it. He told me how much he had wanted a three-way, but when several of the guys had been quite rude, particularly when they found out Mark was poz. "I have absolutely no problem with his being poz," I replied. "Yeah, I figured as much when you started rubbing Mark’s biohazard tattoo," Danny noted, adding "I figured we would have some real fun." Later in the shift he went to an empty room to call Mark and as I walked by he waved at me to come in the room. As soon as I was in the door he closed it and handed me the phone and said talk to Mark for a minute and then he slid to his knees and untied my scrub pants and freed my cock which he promptly started sucking. I moaned and Mark asked me how it felt and said he had told his boyfriend he wanted to hear him sucking me off. As Mark was talking dirty in my ear Danny was alternately licking my balls and sucking my cock with fast, deep strokes. His attentions felt amazing: one minute I had been walking down the hallway, and the next my cock was buried in my coworker's throat as I spoke on the telephone with his boyfriend. Talk about perverse. As Danny kept sucking me Mark told me how much he enjoyed fucking me and that I was the first guy in several years he had fucked other than his boyfriend and that he wanted to do it again. I moaned softly as he told me how turned on it got him that I wanted his poz cock and load. He asked if I wanted him to infect me, to breed my neg hole with his poz load until he made me poz too and I just moaned as Danny really started sucking like he was on a mission. Soon I was forcing Danny all the way down on my cock and shooting my load down his throat as Mark continued to dirty poz talk with me. My whole body was tingling as Danny stood up and kissed me swapping part of my load back and forth between us. Mark told me to give the phone back to Danny and return the favor. I gave him the phone and pulled out his cock and wasted no time sucking his long cock into my mouth. I grabbed his balls and pulled down just a bit as I took him in my mouth quickly. In no time he was shooting his load into me and we both were out of breath. I stood up and Danny angled the phone so we could both hear Mark who said next time it would be his turn and how he was going to load my neg ass and mouth up with as many poz loads as he could. I was already looking forward to it.

I went over to the house of my co-worker Danny. He had invited me to watch a show that we both enjoy. Almost as soon as I got there Danny, his boyfriend Mark, and I started drinking and laughing. We watched the show then headed out back to their hot tub. The three of us stripped down and got into the water, and not surprisingly our conversation quickly turned to sex and things we had done, wanted to do, would never do etc. Danny and Mark have been together for several years and have always been monogamous but had recently talked about opening things up but so far had not. Danny got up to get us some more drinks and Mark slid closer to me, quietly saying "Danny has a bad jealousy streak and that’s why we haven't had a three way, but we both like you, so are you interested?" Before I could formulate a reply he leaned in and kissed me for a minute then slid back over as Danny came back out with more drinks. A few more drinks and a few more stories and then Mark said he needed to cool off for a minute and sat on the side of the hot tub. His semi hard cock and balls suddenly at eye level which was very hot. But what was hotter was that he was shaved smooth and the bio-hazard tattoo he had above his cock and a bit over to the left. I slid closer and leaned in and rubbed the tattoo asking "How long have you been poz?" "About 21 years," he casually replied. As I rubbed the tattoo he flexed his cock which made it jerk in front of me. He stroked it a few times as I looked back at my co-worker Danny, lust very evident in his expression. Danny then moved over and joined us, stroking Mark's cock to full erection as we kissed. "Are you okay with playing with Mark, given he's poz?" Danny asked. "Absolutely," I replied. With that Danny pushed my head down onto Mark's cock, which, while it hadn't grown much longer, was damn thick. Danny and I took turns sucking Mark and then Danny said he wanted to suck us both so I stood up and he was like a kid in a candy store with 2 cocks to play with. He was going back and forth licking and sucking us as we kissed and told him how good he was doing. We dried off and went inside. Mark got on the bed and I crawled between his legs and sucked his thick, fat, poz cock some more. That bio-hazard tat right there making me crazy for that cock. Danny was behind me rimming my hole and sucking my cock. I was so focused on that poz cock I didn’t realize Danny had stopped until I felt the head of his cock pushing in my hole. He kept up steady pressure and sank all the way in and started fucking deep and hard. Mark got on his knees still feeding me his cock and leaned over me to kiss his boyfriend. Danny’s cock was average thickness but pretty fucking long and was hitting all the good spots inside me. He pulled out saying he didn’t want to cum yet and that he wanted to see Mark fuck me. Mark quickly got behind me and before I knew it he was forcing that thick, fat, poz cock into me. The whole scene was hot but knowing I had a bare poz cock fucking my hole while his boyfriend, my coworker, watched was a huge turn on. Danny crawled underneath me and we got into a 69 while Mark continued to use my ass. Danny could watch, close up, as his boyfriend fucked me and he would say things like “fuck him baby”, and “it’s so hot watching you take that poz cock.” They really got into poz talk while we were fucking and it was turning me on more and more. Mark would pull all the way out of me and slide his cock into Danny’s mouth and then back balls deep into me. Mark kept telling me to “take his poz cock” and that he was “going to breed my neg hole with his poz cum” all while fucking me harder and harder. Soon I was desperate for their loads and sucked Danny harder and soon had his cock shooting in my mouth and then he watched as his boyfriend pounded his poz load into my ass. I could feel his thick cock jerking deep inside as he unloaded that poz load into me. As we untangled they kissed as I licked Mark’s cock clean and I heard Mark ask Danny if he had enjoyed the experience, adding "I found it really hot watching you poz him up.” Fuck yeah, I could not agree more. We have played many times since that first time and we have all fucked each other but no matter what we do Mark always makes sure to shoot his poz load into me. In addition, Mark's bio-hazard tattoo is still a major turn on for me, and Danny and I have also become closer at work. More stories for another time if you want them.