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I was in ft Lauderale last week. I decided to get an Airbnb on my last full day in the gayborhood (Wilton Manors) & take loads. I took 16 loads. 1. A talkative, friendly Montreal daddy visiting too. 2. Muscle daddy top I was flirting with at the gym a few days before. 3. A hottie on his lunch break looking to pump n dump. 4. A twunky thick dick neighbor twink across the street 5. A hunky muscle Cuban daddy 6 & 7. Silver daddy dom top pumped two loads in me (8) grey haired guy fucked me. He looked like a college fwb so I particularly enjoyed this one 9. Southern muscle bear 10. Random guy named David 11. Latino twink 12. Ginger neighbor. Muscular football built 13. Thick dicked vers btm took his time digging me out 14. Cutie from Indiana 15 & 16. Went to a couple’s place nearby. Skinny dipped in their heated pool, got fucked a little there,& then we went inside where they then proceeded to take turns on me. What a productive day 🙂

Sometimes, things just align perfectly for a quick fuck-and-go Grindr hookup. This one didn’t happen in the big city, but a small Yorkshire town (just bigger than a village tbh) at the edge of the wilds. My partner had spent the day walking the moorlands with a gay men’s walking group – I didn’t really want to join this particular walk, but I said I’d turn up and meet them all for a drink afterwards. I turn up at 3pm as advised, but it turns up they’re all still up on the moors, a bit delayed. Not much doing here, but I find I’ve got an hour (or perhaps more) of time to kill. I jump onto Grindr on the outside chance there might be someone, but honestly if there’s three gay guys within a couple of miles I’ll be amazed. I get chatting to a regular fuck bud back in Leeds who sees me online and wonders if I’m free to go cruising with him. We keep promising to go to the motorway truck stop together on a Saturday night, but it hasn’t happened yet. Hope to tell that story in the future, once I’ve got my fair share of raw trucker cock. Anyway, I digress… Halfway through this conversation, a message comes through: “Looking for fun now?” Face pic. Body pic. Cock pic. Cock pic. All of which I’m into. I check his profile, says vers, another body pics no mention of bareback in his text or hashtags but I’m gonna ask. Also 400m away. At this point, a text from my husband. We’re coming off the moors. Be there in about 30mins. Ok, I gotta figure this out fast. My reply: “Yeah I am, but short on time. Up for a quick raw fuck and go?” He shoots back quickly yes and sends location. I can be there in like 10minutes. I’m going for it. Quick text back to my husband that I might be delayed meeting them all because Grindr. He sends back a rolling-eyes-emoji and says don’t be long. Ha ha I love my life! Ten minutes later, I’m there, and he’s actually waiting by the roadside, because his flat is a bit hard to find from the road. Down some steps, around the garden, past a wall, through patio doors, curtains closed, and straight away I strip. He throws his shoes off, chucks his socks on the bed, pulls his trackies down, and he’s got his cock out. Hot guy, late 20s early 30s I’d say. Southeast Asian heritage, like Malaysian or Indonesian origin maybe, but Yorkshire accent. Long hair in a man bun. Lean-ish to slim. And determined to get off. Soon as I’ve stripped, he pushes me to my knees and I’ve got a mouthful of cock. I normally like to work myself up to a deep throat, but he’s clearly taken my “short on time” seriously. Hands on back of head straight into throat fuck. I like his style. He fucks my skull for a couple of minutes and then: “Get on the bed, face down ass up.” No messing around. He’s not exactly dominating, but of course I do as I’m told. Face down ass up. And my face just happens to fall into his socks. While he’s lubing me up, I bury my face into them, savouring the smell of his feet. It gets me hard. He slides right in me, and again: no messing around. He goes straight from 0 to 60 in 10 seconds, a proper piston fuck. He just wants to get off. Luckily his cock is not massive or this would hurt, not that I would care: instead it feels good. He’s using my body to masturbate with, and that’s the whole fucking point, isn’t it? I dive into the manscent of his socks while making muffled encouraging noises, as he rises to a crescendo, then suddenly stops, pulls out, slips a couple of fingers into me for a minute, before slamming his cock back in and fucking hard. Guess he just wanted to enjoy that hole a bit longer. Well, sure enough, we hit the crescendo again, and I think he’s gonna cum, when he abruptly pulls out and shoves a couple of fingers in again. This time, he finds my prostate and my p-spot dead on, and pinches. I howl. A burst of both pleasure and pain simultaneously. He plays like this for a minute more – I can’t resist but to lift my head from his sweaty socks and moan cos it feels wild. And then: in slams the cock again, and I wonder if this is how we’re gonna go – fuck and fingering, fuck and fingering etc – but this time the crescendo is unmistakeable, and I feel a hot gush inside me. Maybe that fingering made me more sensitive inside to feel it, I don’t know, but it is brilliant. He grips my hips as he unloads into me. We both howl as he shudders behind me, almost as if his legs are about to buckle. My cumdump fag circuits come online and I reach round to grab his ass, and pull him into me, so that he doesn’t pull out right away. “Stay inside me” and he does. My face ‘accidentally’ finds his socks again, and I bury myself in them as he pulls out. And then we’re done. He pulls up his trackies, walks into his on-suite bathroom without a word to wash his cock as I get dressed. He returns once I’m dressed, smiles – and I say thanks, because that’s the right thing for the bottom to do – pulls back the curtains, and guides me with hardly a word back to the road, waves, turns and is gone. The whole thing has been 15 minutes max. Probably take you longer to read this than the time we took to fuck and load my ass up! I hit Grindr, message him thanks again, and start to walk to meet my husband’s walking group. Which is when the jizzjoy really hits. It’s been rising since he pulled out, but I am walking along this edge-of-village/town road with all the houses in the warm spring sunshine, and I just pull off my shirt. Walk the street shirtless like the proud cumdump faggot that I am, grinning from ear to ear, running my hands up and down my activated body, erect nipples, even winking at a couple of passers by who must be thinking – who the fuck is this dirty city boy? Honey, that’s just how the jizzjoy hits me. It’s in this somewhat cumdrunk state that I arrive to meet the group at a coffee shop. Throw my shirt back on in a half-worn disarrayed state, and meet everyone, in a kind of blur. Don’t remember any names. Husband looks at me sidelong, and rolls his eyes, as if to say “What are you like?” I just smile, as if to say “Like this. You know that.” I sit there, my ass thrumming with a stranger’s load, satisfied. That was a perfect hookup, and in quite an unexpected place.

Part 7 The ride back to the hotel was a blur. I sat on one side while the two of them sat together and talked quietly to each other. The driver pulled up to the hotel and we got out. "Lead us to your room, slut." "Yes Sir." We walked into the hotel and got in the elevator. On the ride up, I felt a hand grab my ass. The elevator stopped at my floor and we walked to my room. I used the key and we walked in. Immediately, I felt hands grab my shoulders and swing me around. From there, I felt pressure as they pushed me to my knees. My breeder put the "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door and secured the latch. Joe pulled down his pants and his cock immediately sprung into my face. I reached out and grabbed his cock and brought it into my eager mouth. His cock tasted like ass and cum. "Like the taste of that stupid negative fuckboy? He probably won't be negative after his first visit to the bathhouse." Both of the tops laughed. "James. Can I breed this slut first?" I realized that this was the first time that I heard his name. "Sure thing Joe. We've got all night." "Strip and get on the bed on your back, slut." I pulled off his cock and pulled my clothes off. I grabbed the lube, poppers, and party supplies out of my pocket and headed over to the bed. I put the lube and party supplies on the side table, took the poppers and climbed on the bed and got on my back. I inhaled the poppers in each nostril and held it. "Not going to give you another booty bump at this time, slut. We will party a bit later." He climbed on the bed and got between my legs. I looked down and saw that he was slowly jerking his cock. I spread my legs and raised them. He moved closer and held his cock at the entrance of my fuckhole. "No lube for you, slut. You already have a load in there so between that and spit, you should be good." He spit on his cock and jerked it some more. He held it at my entrance and started to slowly push. I inhaled deeply in my right nostril and held it. He started pushing his cock in. The spit helped but it was still a dry entrance. I exhaled and immediately inhaled in my left nostril. He continued to push until he was fully inside me. I exhaled and started to enjoy the feeling as he started to slowly fuck me. I opened my eyes in time to see James above me. He was facing Joe as he squatted of my mouth. "Eat my ass, slut." I stuck out my tongue and he lowered his ass onto my mouth. I could taste ass and cum. He must have a load inside him. I eagerly licked his hole trying to get the load out. He moaned in response. This made me even hornier to please him. I pushed my tongue in his hole and was rewarded by the taste of cum. Above me, I could hear kissing. After a few moments, he climbed off my face. As I looked up at him, I saw a biohazard tattoo on his left shoulder. It looked the same as the one that I saw on Joe when he was breeding the boy at the bathhouse. "Thanks slut. Took an anonymous load at the bathhouse." James started sucking on Joe's right nipple. As he sucked, I could feel Joe's cock swell inside me. He started to pick up the pace. I saw James bite Joe's nipple and then Joe pushed hard in me. Joe's head rocked back and I felt his cock swell even more as he started cumming in me. "Take my toxic load!" James grabbed his head and they started kissing again. Joe held his cock deep in me and then started to slowly drive his load deep in me. After several strokes, he pulled out and fell over to his side. James slid next to him and they continued to kiss. I turned and watched them. After a few minutes, Joe slid off the bed and went into the bathroom. James turned and faced me. I slid down and started to suck his cock. I heard the toilet flush and the sink run and then shut off. "Yummy. I'm going to head home and grab some supplies and I will be back." "Make sure you take his key so you can get back in." "Got it. Have fun. Be back shortly." I heard the door open and then close but I continued to suck. "Roll on your stomach." I was disappointed to stop sucking but did as I was told. I felt him climb between my legs and then spread my cheeks. I felt him starting to rim me. "mmmmm. My husband left a hot load in there. I love getting his load out of a well-used fuckhole." I moaned as his expert tongue started diving deep in my hole. I lost track of how long he rimmed me but was disappointed when he stopped. "Roll on your back again." I rolled over and he straddled my face. I saw his cock moving towards my mouth. I opened up my mouth and accepted his hard, dripping cock into my eager mouth. He continued to push his cock into my mouth and throat. I started to panic but he continued to push until his cock was firmly in my mouth and throat. He held it there for a moment and then pulled back slightly before pushing back in. He continued to slowly fuck my throat. Each time he pushed in, I started to feel like I was going to gag. After several thrusts, I couldn't hold back any longer and gagged. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and let me recover and then put his balls in my mouth. I licked and sucked each ball and was rewarded by moans. I heard the door open and close. "Looks like you are enjoying this slut." "Oh yeah. For sure. Did you get everything?" "Yep. Now the real fun can begin." James climbed off me. I started to look to see what was happening just in time to see a blindfold get placed over my eyes. I felt my legs get pushed back and felt something get pushed into my fuckhole. I started to feel liquid get pushed in. "There. That liquid booty bump should get you started." Almost immediately, I started to float into the clouds. I relaxed into the feeling. I felt my hips being raised and a pillow being put under my butt. My left wrist was pulled over my head and I heard the click of a handcuff being secured. I felt the same process happen to my right wrist. I tried to move my arms and found that I couldn't move them. "That's right slut. You are secured and ours to use." "Thank you, Sir. Please use me for your pleasure." "Oh we will. This will be a night that you won't ever forget." I felt a hand slip under my jock and roughly grab my limp cock. "Good. Limp and useless. Just like it should be." I felt my legs being pushed back and someone get between my legs. I felt a cock at the entrance of my fuckhole. It paused and then pushed in. It didn't hurt. It was exactly what I needed - a raw cock inside me. He pulled out slightly and pushed in again. "Did you say you were neg, slut?" "Yes Sir. I tested last week and was still neg but I have taken a lot of poz loads this weekend." "OK. Good. If you weren't poz before tonight, you will be before the night is over." "Thank you, Sir." I felt his cock swell and he started to fuck me. I felt a mouth on my right nipple. It started with licking and then it was followed by sucking. I moaned and the sucking became biting. I alternated between focusing on the pain in my nipple and the pleasure of being fucked. The biting changed back to sucking. The mixture of sensations was starting to confuse me. The sucking stopped. I didn't know what was going to happen next. Then, I felt it. A mouth was touching mine. I immediately opened my mouth and we started kissing. I felt hands on either side of my face as the kissing continued. I felt the cock swelling inside my fuckhole. "That's so hot James. I love seeing you make out while you fuck him with your deathstick. Make him yours." James picked up the pace while his tongue darted around my mouth. Then he stopped. He pulled his lips from mine and grabbed my hair. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I felt his cum hitting deep inside me. The blindfold was removed from my eyes. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see Joe and James kissing just inches from my face. I felt Joe's cock swelling in me again. I arched my back and pulled my face up to join in their kissing. They turned toward me and alternated between kissing me and each other. I was getting lost in the clouds and the kissing. James pulled his softening cock from me and they switched positions. Joe was between my legs and he immediately stuck his hard cock in my cum-filled fuckhole. James moved around the bed and was working on something near my head. He shifted and his cock was near my face. I immediately stuck out my tongue and started licking his cock. He moaned but continued to work on something. I was disappointed as he moved away and I couldn't service his cock any longer. I felt something around my arm. I strained to look and saw a band going around my arm. He tightened it very tightly. Next, he picked up a needle and filled it with clear liquid. He pushed some of the liquid out. I was surprised when he didn't put it in my arm. Instead he put it in his own arm and pulled the plunger back. I saw red mix with the clear liquid. He removed the needle from his arm. I saw the liquids continue to mix until it was completely reddish. He moved back to my arm. He found a vein in my arm and stuck the needle in. "Time to complete your chase." He pushed the plunger and I saw all of the liquid go into my arm. Warmth overcame me. It felt like every ounce of my being was exploding. The need to cough overcame me. "Here comes another toxic load, slut." Through the clouds, I felt Joe push hard in me. "Welcome to the brotherhood."

This story was inspired by the guest who wrote “Devil's Doorstep” Frazer was a straight lanky 26 year old who worked for the Scottish probation service. It was his last assignment before the weekend, he had to visit the accommodation of a recently released sex offender to ensure it was appropriate. He rang the bell and was answered by a muscular middle-aged man wearing only a dressing gown. He apologised, claiming he had just been showering. Frazer went up the stairs to his flat. Although, the one bed flat was mostly in order: clean and tidy. When he entered the bedroom to check it out, he was shocked by what he saw.: attached to the bed head and base were chains with manacles. “I'm sorry but you can't possess these items, given your previous proclivities. You could easily use them to re-offend” “Oh, come on”, he replied, it's just a bit of fun, surely probation can't deny me that.” “I'm sorry but this is clearly against your conditions of release, you could be returned to prison for this.” Frazer went over to examine the manacles. The offender followed him and before Frazer knew what was happening, he has clamped one of the manacles to Frazer's wrist and then pushed him on the bed, forcing his other wrist into the other one. “Do you mean like this?” he answered menacingly. “Let me go now, you are in serious trouble!” “No I'm afraid it's you who are in serious trouble!” as he dragged Frazer's trousers and pants down and then manacled his ankles to the base of the bed. ”Stop now! I warn you, you will be sent straight back with little chance of parole!” The other guy just grabbed Frazer's cock and started to wank it to erection, The action of doing so, caused Frazer's cock to stiffen and to a very small degree to weaken Frazer's resolve. He questioned his sexuality, but then realised it was a natural reaction to his circumstances. When it was fully erect, he started to suck on Frazer's dick, ensuring it was fully erect. “I'll show you how much you are clearly enjoying this!”, he retorted, He sucked furiously on Frazer's dick and soon made it very lubricated and completely rock hard. “Hmm. time to ride your dick”, he exclaimed. At that he removed his dressing gown and was completely naked. He sported a biohazard tattoo, that only warned Frazer further of what danger he was in. He moved over to Frazer and placed his hole over Frazer's enormous manhood. It was easy with the copious saliva that he had applied to this cock to push down and let this cock enter him deeply. He then moved up and down on Frazer's pole, gripping his cock with occasional squeezing of his sphincter, whenever Frazer' cock head entered him. This really encouraged Frazer to move nearer to orgasm. He sped up, still tantalising Frazer's cock. and it became just too much for him as Frazer spasmed and sent his sperm shooting out of his anal virgin's cock, straight up his arse, “See, your gay like me!” he mocked. “Now I'm going to return the favour!” Sure Frazer was questioning the experience and the fact this fucking had lead to his massive explosion inside this man, but he became terrified at the idea, he was going to be fucked with a toxic cock. Frazer started to struggle against his bondage. All that lead to was the man adjusted the chains to his feet, pulling Frazer's legs upwards and outwards. He then clamped this new position in firmly. Frazer's arse was now fully exposed to the cumming onslaught. Frazer watched as the man repeatedly spat on his hands and then lubricated his dick with the saliva. To Frazer's surprise, watching the man then wanking himself to full erection made his own cock start growing to attention too. “Hah, see you're looking forward to it!” he claimed. That made Frazer plead with him to desist. But the only response was to see him climb onto the bed and then place his fully erect and wet cock against Frazer's hole. The man pushed firmly against Frazer's hole and his penis head popped inside, then with a further push his whole manhood was forced inside Frazer's arse. He began slowly pushing in and out of Frazer's hole, whilst Frazer begged him to stop and yet at the same time, Frazer's cock was getting very stiff and rubbing against the man's belly, even oozing precum onto his stomach. This turned the man on further and he started to increase the speed of his humping. This, in turn, got the man more turned on. He found himself surprisingly feeling he was going to ejaculate very quickly: not like him at all, but this situation really turned him on. Soon Frazer could feel the man's dick start to swell and throb. “No, please pull out!” was his ignored plea. The very next second the man shot a huge load of toxic sperm deep inside him. “Noooo...,” was Frazer's cry, “now pull out of me and let me go!” “But this is your last assignment of the week,” the man replied. “I've got you for the whole weekend.” Enough time to seed you many times over. I prefer to take my time and give you a rough long fucking to help you with your conversion. “You think this experience will turn me gay?” “No, I think that I'll turn you positive!” and with that he pushed his still fairly erect cock back into Frazer and started ploughing his arse again. This time slowly and somewhat painfully, with only his own cum as lube. Frazer felt every thrust of the man's cock and received many loads over the weekend. There was no way he was going to come out of this negative. Frazer was completely deflated realising his predicament as another spurt from the man's cock shot inside him. Sadly this may be my last story for BZ with the July deadline fast approaching. Please like it and comment on the story if you enjoyed it.

I found this guy on Grindr. His profile said he was a hypnotist. I had a hypnosis kink since I was young. His profile also said he was poz, but I decided not to worry about that if I was just getting a hypnosis demonstration. As soon as I met the guy in the hotel room, he pushed me onto the bed and climbed on top of me. He was so hot. "I'm going to hypnotize you now." he said. I nodded my head in agreement. His eyes immediately began to change colors in rainbow spirals. I opened my eyes wide in surprise, thinking he was gonna use a cliché pocket watch, but this guy was supernatural. Widening my eyes just made me fall under his spell harder and faster. "You are mine now boy", he said. "I'm yours Daddy." I replied. He grinned evilly. Before I knew it, we were both naked, and he was lubing up his cock. He slid his lubed fingers in my butt. I moaned. "You are a slut. You Love to take loads deep in your butt" he said. "I am a slut, I Love to take loads deep inside my butt." I repeated. He grinned evilly and slid his dick slowly up my butt. I moaned. "Now here comes the really impressive part. I am going to turn you into a bugchasing slut. You're going to get my HIV in your butt, and you will remain my poz cumdump" he said. Part of my brain panicked. I didn't want to catch anything! I squirmed underneath him, but he just looked deeper into my eyes, the colors intensifying. It felt so good to have his bare cock fucking me. With a *ping* my brain unlocked a hidden part of me that I was afraid to admit before: I am a bug chaser. Suddenly, I was begging for his poz load. "Please Daddy, cum in my butt. I really want to feel Daddy's poz load deep inside of me. Please give me HIV Daddy. I WANT THE BUG IN MY BUTT!!!" I yelled. Daddy grinned wider than he ever did before, he knew he was gonna get to poz that ass up. He fucked me roughly and wildly, grinning from ear to ear with his tongue out like a demon. " You're going to get my viral load whether you like it or not. I can't hold on much longer..." Daddy teased. "Please infect me sir! I need your HIV. Please give me your seed deep inside my butt!!!" I yelled as I spread my legs as wide as they would go missionary style. Daddy gave a few more thrusts, then he said "Here it comes bitch, TAKE MY AIDS LOAD FAGGOT!!!" and with that, he began to shoot ropes and ropes of toxic cum deep inside of my neg butt. "I'M CONVERTING YOU!!!" Daddy yelled. "FUCK YEAH DADDY, CONVERT MY NEG BUTT!!!" I yelled back. I squeezed all of Daddy's dirty cum deep inside my butt, but Daddy came so much, that there was still poz cum overflowing my butt. Daddy put a butt plug in my ass to keep his cum inside of me. "You're my poz cumpdump forever now you stupid faggot" Daddy said, holding me tight. "Yes Daddy." I replied obediently. THE END

We are getting closer to his place and I can feel whatever was in the cigarette hitting me I feel my inhibition lift again and my lust takes over - I need more of his cock and I bend down to have a taste - it tastes like old cum and piss and his uncut cock is covered in precum. I get onto my knees I lap it up greedily. he leans over and starts to play with the plug in my guts. Finally He pulls over. I moan as he adjusts and sinks even deeper down my throat. Then he pushes my head against the wheel and piston fucks my face hard into the steering wheel. ” Ohhhhhh yeah,” he growls, “you’re a real slut aren’t you? You don’t care that we are out in public just pulled over in-front of all these folks homes. Or that it’s 730 in the morning and people are out and about and could easily see you? Looks like you can’t remember anything but how to get fucked? Need someone to fill your pussy ?? “ And with a laugh he rips the plug out of my sloppy ass and thrusts his hips forward pinning me into the steering wheel. it startled me and I scream into his cock. I wave my naked body wildly and my head even honks the horn. I think you’re getting warmed up. Then he opens his consol and pulls out some crystals picks out a few and loads a glass pipe - then he takes another and starts fingering it into my dripping cunt. - I look around outside crazy with excitement people are out walking there is morning traffic already and … sit up and start to ride his hand in the car- I bounce and rock the car I’m fucking myself so hard. I watch as he lights his pipe. He blows three enormous clouds and at this point I’m fully in his lap riding his fantastic cock. On his fourth exhale he grabs me by the back of the head and blows his incredible cloud into my lungs. “Fuuuuccck me daddy, I’m howling, my only concern is how much cum he can pump into me. I start milking his cock with my hole determined for some cum. The windows are completely foggy and we keep fucking in the hotboxed car. Getting higher and higher . He thrusts once more and gets as deep as possible “jesus fucking Christ how long have I been fucking you out here you dirty slut” .- he practically spits into my face while I’m sure he pumps a full loads into me. holding my hips on his cock - “wrap this coat around yourself I want to go inside and fill you with more. He leans over the passenger seat and says get out. I pull my jacket of the wet floor and put it over my shoulders- I put the rest of my clothes into my bag and pus the plug back into my craven cunt. He grabs a long leather trench from the back seat and pulls it on as he gets out of the car and leads me up to the front door. “This is my buddies home , he will get us nice and primed all day and then we will make it to the bathhouse before it gets busy and set up a feeding station for your hungry cat there.” He knocks on the front door as we enter. - buddy will be upstairs in his room - come mix a drink with me and we can go meet him. The kitchen is unkept but not uncomfortably so. He takes a vile from his coat pocket and tweaks his way through dosing our shots of G in two glasses. “There is some juice in the fridge” he motions for me to get it but instead . I put my bag and coat on the table and pull out the bottle of Chem piss - here let’s mix this Chem piss in and then we can fuck the rest of it into my guts. His grin agrees, we click our tumblers and chug it back. He grabs me and pulls me against him keeping a couple fingers in hme .

Part 2 I laid back on the bed, out of breath and covered in cum. I had just had one of the best wanks I ever had and, not only that, I had shot probably the biggest load of my whole life. I was feeling reflective as I cleaned myself up, showered and then cleaned and put away the dildo. What was I thinking? It was madness to want to have unprotected sex with Aidan, a guy who was not only HIV positive but not on any meds. I couldn't do that to Ryan - and I decided to put the whole thing out of my mind. I knew that was absolutely the right thing to do, but I also knew it wasn't going to be easy. There was something about Aidan that just made me want to pull my pants down and bend over for him - however risky that may be - and I have to admit that I found it hard to get him out of my mind. I was still wanking every opportunity I got and most of the time (well, all of time, really) I was thinking of Aidan and imagining what it would feel like to be penetrated by his big, thick cock - his big, thick, poz cock! It didn't help that Aidan always seemed to be around - he was still not working and was spending a lot of time in his garden. He was often in the garden when I was going out to work and again when I came back in the evening. He didn't say anything, other than normal neighbourly greetings, but there was something about the way he looked at me - as if he knew that one day I was going to let him fuck me. I knew I would have to be careful - Ryan was going away for a long weekend in a couple of weeks - each year he attended a conference for sexual health professionals and volunteers and he always enjoyed it. I really didn't want him to go this time, as I was not entirely sure I could trust myself, but I knew he was really looking forward to it and I knew it wouldn't be fair to try to stop him. I was horny all the time, and fucked Ryan every chance I got. He seemed to be extra horny too and we were having a really good time in bed (and various other locations in the house!). But still I couldn't get Aidan out of my mind. One day at work I was so horny I had to have a wank in the toilets. I was sitting at my desk, working on an IT project when I could smell the aftershave that Aidan often wore. I wasn't sure who it was at first and then I realised it was Aaron - one of the HR team who sat at the next bank of desks to us. He was quite a nice guy, quite good looking in an ordinary, straight guy kind of way, and he and his girlfriend had just had their first child. I sat at my desk trying to concentrate on my work - hoping that no one would notice that I now had a monster erection. I got up and discreetly made my way to the toilets. I went into a cubicle, pulled down my pants, closed my eyes and began to wank. It didn't take long for me to shoot my load, and I couldn't help groaning quite loudly. Hoping that no one else was in the toilet, I cleaned myself up and exited the cubicle. Aaron was standing at the urinal. He grinned at me "It sounded like you were having a wank in there!" he said. I could feel myself going brick red but then Aaron grinned again and stepped back from the urinal, exposing his cock which was still in his hand. I could see it was at least semi-hard as he said "Maybe I could join you some time!" I realised that Aaron was serious and I was really surprised that he might be up for it. I found it even harder to concentrate on my work as I watched Aaron working at his desk and I couldn't help wondering just what Aaron might be up for. I didn't see much of Aidan over the next week, and somehow that seemed to make me want him even more. One afternoon I was working at home, on the IT helpdesk, looking out of the window every now and then to see if Aidan was in the garden. One time I looked out the front window and saw a young blond guy who looked about 19 or 20 coming out of Aidan & Peter's house. I knew Peter was at work, and from the way the guy looked at Aidan who had seen him to the door, I instinctively knew that Aidan had just fucked him. A couple of days before Ryan was due to go away on his weekend, he invited Aidan and Peter to dinner. I was looking forward to seeing Aidan, but somehow felt a bit nervous - I had been absolutely sure that Aidan wanted to fuck me, but now somehow I wasn't so sure. The evening went well, Aidan seemed his normal self although a little bit quieter than normal. He explained that he had been not been so well over the past week or so and his viral load was still dangerously high. I got up to get some more wine from the kitchen, hoping that no one would notice the erection that was suddenly pushing out the front of my trousers. I went to the sink to rinse out a couple of glasses and then I heard someone behind me. It was Aidan. He put his finger over his lips and came towards me. Suddenly his arms were around me and, as I pushed back against him, his hands unbuttoned my trousers and he pulled them down below my bum along with my pants. Then I realised Aidan's pants were down too, and I felt his bare cock rubbing up and down my arse crack! This was madness! "I'm going to fuck you so hard!" he breathed in my ear. "That's what you want, isn't it?" "Yes!" I whispered "No condom?" "No condom!" I groaned "And I'm going to cum right up your arse!" The head of his cock was pushing against my arsehole as he said this and then, suddenly, his cock was back in his pants and he had left the kitchen and re-joined the others. I pulled up my pants, my fingers trembling as I buttoned up my trousers. I swallowed a whole glass of wine and then made my way back to the others. As I sat down, Ryan was talking about his weekend away and Peter said to me "It looks like you guys are going to be on your own this weekend!" explaining that he was going away this weekend too. "Oh fuck!" I thought to myself. On the Friday, I left work a bit early so that I could drive Ryan to the station. He kissed me as he got on the train and I made my way back to my car I got a message. It was from Aidan, who said he would come over about 7 and would bring plenty of alcohol. Aidan arrived exactly on time, and grinned at me as he placed the alcohol he had brought on the kitchen table. I went to get some glasses, and once again I felt him behind me. His arms went round me and I pushed back as he started to unbutton my trousers. I didn't stop him and a few seconds later, my trousers and pants were at my ankles and Aidan was down behind me. I felt him pull my arse cheeks apart and then his tongue was in my hole. It felt like an electric shock and it was all I could do to stop myself shooting my load there and then! Aidan licked my hole for a while longer and then told me to turn round. He stood up and unzipped himself and then I was face to face with the cock I had craved for so long! I wasted no time in going down on him - sucking his cock like my life depended on it and enjoying every second of it. Part of me wanted to make him cum so that I could taste his dirty cum but mostly I just wanted to make him as horny as I could so that he would fuck me into the middle of next week and shoot a really big load up my unprotected arse! A short time later, I was on my back on the kitchen table, naked from the waist down as Aidan lined up his cock and pushed it against my arsehole. "Wait!" I said. I had to take my wedding ring off before he penetrated me. Aidan saw what I was doing. "No!" he said "Leave it on!" I did as I was told and seconds later I felt the head of his cock pushing into my arse. There was no turning back now, even if I had wanted to and a short time later, he had pushed his big cock right up my hole - my soon to be pozzed hole.. "Fuck me!" I said "You really want this, don't you?" said Aidan with a grin as he began to thrust his cock up my arse." "Yes!" I groaned "I want it!" Aidan grinned again "I knew you wanted it the first time I saw you!" He was fucking me properly now - thrusting his big poz cock up my arse repeatedly. I don't think I had ever felt my arse so full and I had never been so turned on. "Fuck me!" I moaned "Fuck me and cum in me!" "You know I'm going to poz you, don't you?" said Aidan as he thrust even harder up my arse. "Yes!" I was almost crying now. I knew he was getting close and I moaned "Do it, fucking do it!" And then I said it "Poz me! Poz my fucking cunt, you dirty bastard!" Aidan grinned. I could tell he was really close now and as he thrust hard up my arse a few more times, I actually felt his cum pumping into me. I had never felt this before and it sent me over the edge and I shot a massive load of cum all over myself. We were both out of breath now and I laid back on the table as Aidan pulled his cock out my arse. A few minutes later his cock was semi hard again and he pushed it into my mouth. I had certainly never sucked a cock that had just been up my arse before, but somehow it seemed perfectly natural to take into my mouth and suck on it and a few minutes later Aidan was fully hard again. He took my hand and led me upstairs and into the bedroom. He pushed me gently down on the bed and pulled my legs apart. A few seconds later I was being fucked again - this time in the bed I shared with Ryan. Aidan fucked me hard and fast and before too long he had shot a second load of toxic cum right up me. He left shortly after and, just as I was wondering what the fuck I had done, Ryan phoned me. It was so good to hear his voice and we talked quite naturally - but all the time I was conscious that my arse felt really full and I was having trouble keeping all the cum in my hole. We talked for a while longer and then Ryan said he was tired and was going to bed. "I love you," he said "I love you," I replied, and just at that moment, two loads of high viral cum slid out my arse into my pants. I had crossed the line and over the rest of that 3 day weekend, Aidan fucked me repeatedly. We fucked in every room in the house and in every position - on my back, riding his cock, kneeling up on the bed and bent over with my pants down. I couldn't get enough of his cock and his cum and over the three days he must have shot eight to ten loads up me. It was like I was a different person. I met Ryan at the station on the Monday evening and it felt like I was back to my normal self again - this was the person I wanted to be with. But what was I going to do? I had debated this with myself over and over again. I knew I should tell him what I had done, but I wasn't sure I could bring myself to do that. I decided that I would get tested and if I was positive, I would tell him. In the meantime, I would just have to find an excuse not to have sex with him. That night we got ready for bed and when I came out of the toilet in just my pants, Ryan was sitting on the bed, naked. He grinned and pulled me towards him. Before I could stop him, he had my cock out my pants and was sucking me. I was hard in no time, as always when Ryan sucked my cock, and he grinned at me again. Then he laid back on the bed and pulled his legs back, exposing his arsehole. "I've been looking forward to this all weekend," he said "Fuck me!"

Characters Mark- Incredibly handsome face, 18 years old, 5'8', 140 lbs,, blonde curly hair, bright blue eyes, smooth muscular build, 8' cock, amazing bubble butt, totally straight virgin. Resembles a short version of the Statue Of David in Florence Italy. He is an actor wannabe headed to LA from Kansas by bus. Joe Blackstone-Seedy, sleaze ball, slightly stocky, bald, mid 50's, 5'10', 215 lbs, thick black framed eyeglasses, wrinkled khakis and yellow polyester polo shirt. Always on the lookout for fresh meat to peddle in the XXX industry lurking at the bus depot in LA. Mr. G- Unscrupulous and manipulative, 36, 6'3 and 180 lbs. of solid muscle, short cropped dark hair, piercing green eyes, a heavy 5 o'clock shadow and tats that show on his neck above his shirt collar and arms, very tan, strikingly handsome and charismatic. Runs several operations including illicit talent agency, drug dealing, prostitution, and owns and operates an all male porn production studio. People have a way of disappearing if they cross him, he has strong mob connections. Mr. Jones- Film investor with a penchant for gay porn movies. Early 60's, 6'1, 155lbs, balding, wire- rimmed glasses, very passive and non threatening. The type that blends in and doesn't stand out. Is actually into heavy S/ M scenes, leather, bondage, hoods, breath control, electricity, fisting and other kinks. Believed to have a 12" cock. Prefers sex with men of various ethnic groups. After a chance meeting, two strangers bond over breakfast at McDonald's in the Los Angeles Bus Terminal. Mark was so excited to finally be in Los Angeles he just talked and talked barely touching his food. He whispers to Joe he has a dream and $12,000 in his bag to make it come true. The money is his inheritance from his recently deceased grandmother. He figures there's enough money to last 6 months in LA until he finds steady work as an actor. Joe thought this is going to be way easier than he could have ever imagined and yet found himself almost feeling sorry for the kid. Joe tells Mark that he is a talent scout (a total lie) for one of the biggest movie studios in the world, MGM. Part of the MGM empire includes a small talent agency managed by his "friend" Mr. G (true) and Joe was sure he could get Mark an interview, maybe Mr. G would even sign him as a client. He excuses himself from the table to make a call, comes back 10 minutes later, gives a thumb's up sign, scribbles down an address on a napkin, and they part ways. Three Hours Later Mr. G opened his office door at 2:05 pm and was pleasantly surprised. Joe didn't exaggerate, Mark was a potential gold mine. Mark outlined what he was hoping for, what he was willing to do and what he absolutely would not do. He wanted to be cast only in family friendly films (like Disney movies), would never act in any sex, violence or drug related scenes, personally did not smoke or drink alcohol and most definitely absolutely no nudity at all, partial or full, not even underwear or swimwear. Mr. G listened and nodded. He told Mark he could rent him an apartment in a building he owned for $1000 a month (actually it was a rat infested crack den over run by the homeless and druggies); in addition Mark would owe the talent agency a fee of $500 a month for their services of representation, plus 20% commission on any jobs they secured on his behalf. He would also be required to pay his own expenses like $1000 for headshots, video tapes and other materials necessary. The kid foolishly and readily agrees and signs the dotted line. After all he is now represented by' Mr. Goldwyn of MGM Studios' or so he thought. In reality Mark had signed an exclusive contract turning all his rights over to Mr. G and his studio Bareback Productions for the next 3 years. He owns Mark now and the kid is clueless that he has just made a deal with the devil. Six months later Mark was broke, homesick, disgruntled, frustrated, disillusioned and just wanted out of LA. The bubble had burst, reality set in and he wanted no part of show business.. He tried, failed and was totally humiliated and heartbroken. Even his personal life sucked. The girls thought he was gay and the guys wanted him to be gay. He was very alone in a town that operates by using people for what they can offer. Mark still had his pretty face, beautiful butt and big cock but he wasn't offering any of that .......never ever or so he thought. He just wanted to go back home to Kansas. One rainy afternoon, it all got to him and Mark burst into the Mr. G's office demanding to see him. He wanted out of his contract NOW. The secretary explained that Mr. G was in an important meeting with an investor but Mark didn't care and wanted to see him immediately. In an unusual display of aggression he shoved the secretary to the side and barged right in. Mr. G snapped, "What is the meaning of this? Get the hell out of my office!" The investor was actually there to discuss Mr. G's latest project for his porn studio which was going to be a 3 picture deal, "Breeding Parts 1,2,3 with world wide distribution and the making of a new international porn star that would be under contract with Bareback Productions exclusively for the next 6 years. Mr. G stood to make a killing. There were millions of dollars at stake. Mark said he wasn't leaving until he got released from his contract. Mr. G paused for a moment, putting his anger aside and said 'alright Mark, you want out so badly, this is the deal. You are breaking your lease 6 months early so you owe $6000 for that, you have the monthly $500 fee to the agency so that's another $3000 you owe and so far there's another $1000 in advance expenses the agency has laid out for you. If you want out so bad all you have to do is bring me a check for $10,000 and you can break the contract. If you can't do that then 'shut up and get the fuck out of my office NOW!!' Mark left feeling worse than before. What in the world was he going to do? How was he going to come up with $10,000? He felt as if his life was over. In the meantime, Mr. G and his investor, Mr. Jones, a bookish accountant type, head to the studio to see how the production was coming along on the first day of shooting for 'Breeding Part I'. The big rumor about the film was that they would actually be using negative actors (chasers) showing documentation before and after the sex scenes to prove authenticity. The film would also feature lots of drug usage, real time slams and reactions, something hard to find in big budget porn films.The trilogy was greatly anticipated by the gay porn community. As if his day wasn't bad enough already, Mr. G was about to get more bad news. The production team is in place, the actors are ready, the stage set- lights, camera, action but wait....no star!! The crew search and the lead is found naked and unconscious in his dressing room. Now the medics must be called. To say Mr. G is livid is an understatement. He is not use to things not going his way. Time is money and with production in operation mode he is losing a bundle of cash every minute. Where is he suppose to come up with a new STAR now? At the last minute? And someone HIV negative no less, in LA?!! Mr. Jones asks if he may speak to Mr. G alone for a moment. They step into a small backroom and Mr. Jones inquires about using that desperate young man that was in the office earlier today.? He was gorgeous and with that bubble butt and big bulge in his jeans, sure looked like he could be a porn star. Is he neg? Mr. G seemed annoyed by the suggestion and mumbled that stupid kid isn't even gay! As soon as he said the words it was as if a light bulb went on. Mr. G hugged Mr. Jones and ran out into the hallway yelling "we're in business, I found our new star!" They form a plan, a very dark and devious plan!! Mr. Jones calls Mark and identifies himself as the other person in Mr. G's office this afternoon. He says he has a soft spot for struggling young actors and would like to help Mark. He knows a sure fire way he can make the $10,000 he needs and if interested he needs to come to the following address immediately. Mark's head is spinning, he has so many questions. Mr. Jones tells him not to worry about a thing, it will all be taken care of and explained just get to that address asap. He's sending an Uber for him right now. The crew is filled in on the 'scheme' and each of their assigned roles. They are so excited to participate knowing this is like a movie within a movie!! In the porn film, 'Breeding Part 1', the hero gets seduced and bred and now that's exactly what will happen to their new star. Mark arrives at the studio. Mr. G turns on the charm and along with Mr. Jones attempts to smooth over the events of earlier in the day. He tells Mark ,he has reconsidered, is more than willing to release him from his contract and in return all he wants is one small favor. Mr. G explains that one of his lead actors had to unexpectedly drop out of a film that is scheduled to be shot today, actually right now. Mr. G would like Mark to play the role. It would really save the picture. Mr. Jones then chimes in, "how many movies have you made so far?" When Mark says 'none' Mr. Jones says 'well now this is your big chance to star in a multimillion dollar production and return home a genuine movie star! Wouldn't you like that?" Mark is sensing the excitement in the air and it's infectious!! Literally! Mark asks what is the role exactly, what would he have to do and what about learning his lines, rehearsals, fittings for costumes etc etc. Mr. G says no worries we have a whole team here that is going to help you get ready and you're going to be great, just be yourself. He tells him there will be cue cards on the set with his lines and he can read off those. Mr. G then tells Mark not to worry about costumes, there are very little costume changes in the film, the action all takes place in one evening. So far so good, Mark is responding positively. Next Mr. G calls a nurse over and tells him to administer a blood test for insurance purposes and to be sure to get the necessary documentation. Suddenly Mr. G stops and says 'wait, you can't do this role after all.' Mark goes "WHHAT?" He wants to be a star so badly. Mr. G says well the character smokes and you don't smoke. However, if you'd be willing to fake it perhaps we can find a way to film you not actually smoking cigarettes. Mark sheepishly says, you're sure I don't have to smoke a real cigarette? Mr. G responds, almost gleefully, "absolutely not my boy, you have my word"! Mr. G adds 'why don't we get you some juice to drink while you think it over?' He whispers for the production assistant to crush two blue pills in juice laced with g and make it a double right away!!! They serve Mark the juice. He thinks it tastes a little odd but drinks it all down in one gulp. He grimaces at the aftertaste but he is feeling a little dry mouth with all the excitement and anticipation of being in his first movie. Mark asks how would they fake the smoking, he's never even lit or held a cigarette. Mr. G says no worries, they have an expert on set that will teach him. Using a clear glass pipe and some odorless, colorless white smoke to simulate the cigarette and then with technology they will superimposed the real thing when they edit the film. All this sounds logical to Mark and he agrees to it. A streetwise thug shows up, covered in tats and says "it's real easy just watch and listen. You fill the bowl of the pipe with these crystals, light the lighter and watch them melt until you see smoke and then slowly inhale. Hold it until I tell you to exhale. Do you think you can do that?" Mark says he can so they get ready and Mr. G, also the director and producer of the film, yells "Action!" Mark takes his first puff and of course does it all wrong and coughs and everyone laughs and Mr. G says 'Quiet on the set, let's do Take 2!' So they try it again and he inhales a deep breath, holds it a good long while and slowly releases some huge beautiful puffy white clouds which causes everyone in the room to erupt into applause. 'Excellent 'Mr. G says, 'let's try that again.' Mark is feeling a little funny, very warm and getting light headed. They repeat it another 6 times and Mark is starting to feel real good. He doesn't know why but he's also getting very horny. It's all new sensations for him and he sort of likes it. Plus he's loving all the attention and encouragement he is getting from the cast and crew. He's feeling like a real movie star. They take him in the back to prep him, then onto hair and makeup, the full 'star' treatment. He dresses back in his own clothes, which he doesn't even question due to the effects of the g and the t. The nurse comes back and says they have the results of the blood tests and all is fine. He then says, with a wink to Mr. G, "Did Mark get his 'covid' shot that is required by the insurance company so he can even be working on the set?" Mr G feigns false surprise and says 'How could we have forgotten? Of course he needs a covid shot to be allowed to work on the set ' !! He asks Mark if he has ever had one and he shakes his head no. Mr G then snaps his fingers and says 'quick, get a tourniquet and a syringe over here now! One mega dose coming up!! We want to be sure our boy is healthy, isn't that right Mark? Oh, and can we get him some more juice? He's looking thirsty.' Everyone on the set starts crowding around Mark, his co-stars have raging hard-ons and are rubbing their crotches just waiting to fill that throat and ass. The nurse secures the tourniquet and swabs his arm with an alcohol patch, finds a plump vein, instructs Mark to hold very still and he administers the first slam. Mark coughs uncontrollably for a while and then wham! It all hits him and he's theirs....like a pig to the slaughter. He's flying, his head is spinning and he hasn't a clue what's happening to his mind and body. The others start violently stripping him, shredded pieces of clothing flying everywhere, they can't get them off fast enough, his body is on fire and they carry him naked into a sling where his wrists are bound and then his ankles too. A leather blindfold is place on his eyes and a ball gag is placed in his mouth for now A large shard is stuffed up his butt along with two fingers. The boy is twitching and whimpering for more, he's in ecstasy and ready for his close up and his first breeding....a star is porn! Another slam is administered in the other arm and the boy is in another stratosphere. Mr. G ,of course, pulls out his enormous cock makes the first deposit followed by Mr. Jones who wants to see a return on his investment as well as fresh cum on his 12" pole. Then it becomes open season. Cock after cock, load after load are deposited in the no longer tight virgin hole. Mark's body is ravaged and raped in that sling. His ass cheeks are spread and soon fingers are replaced by dripping huge cocks. The ball gag is taken out and quickly a 9 inch cock is shoved down his throat. He gags and his eyes fill with water, he can barely stop from choking. He can't breathe. The boy is sucking his first dick and finally learns to take it like a real champ. Soon he is sucking and slurping and swallowing the first of many loads that night from many different cocks. He is moaning in pleasure and ectasy. His face and hair are dripping wet with sweat and cum, there's a puddle beneath him that wreaks of bodily fluids and sex. He's a virgin no more. The look on his face says it all, he just can't get enough and craves more drugs, more sex, more cum, more men. As anticpated "The Breeding Part I" is a critical and commercial success. It's groundbreaking in its actual breeding scenes as well as rampant on screen drug usage and real time reactions. Mr. G denies it all and claims it's all simulated with great acting but those in the know, know the truth. Those bio-hazard tattoo tops in the film with their penetration and cum shots were all too real. It's official, "Breeding Part 1" is complete. Mark's worldwide publicity tour starts in about two weeks, as soon as the Bareback Studios latest cumdump sensation recovers from the flu!

I can’t stop dumping my load in a certain younger relative while my ex and his boyfriend who are both hot as FUCK watch. Im addicted.

Holy fuckin' shit, that is nasty as fuck! I love it. Turns out I now have a new fantasy that I need to get fulfilled. A bowl full of semen, half injected into my ass, and the other half, bring the bowl to my wet lips and drink it all the fuck down. Gulp gulp gulp. So, yeah, I voted half and half. Fuck fuck fuck I need to do this now! 🤣

My ass has been fucked and used in all of the cruise bars in Torremolinas. Each day there were about 8 to 10 guys using my hole for their pleasure. Some notables over the past couple of days. Most surprising: Old guy at Cuero underwear party (I mean REALLY old…late 70’s or more). But boy, could he fuck good! Felt great in my hole probing deep. He had a tapered cock; thick at the base but narrowing down and uncut. He was a good 7-8” so he got in deep and dug. I was so ready to be a cock whore that night so when he arrived, I had no problem getting down on my knees and sucking his dick pulling his foreskin back to give pleasure with my tongue. I didn’t expect his level of expertise but I wanted to show that I would take ANY cock. He remained hard the whole time. He alternated between fucking me and a young, sexy, slender but with defined muscles, verse stud with smooth caramel skin who had started watching the action. The stud fucked me later. He spent a considerable amount of time in my hole always returning back to me. The young stud fucked me like a porn star; lots of thrusting and jerking on on my shoulders while slamming into me with big slaps. I think the elderly man ended up fucking every bottom in the place and all of them loved it. Best in class: Definitely Anthony from Southern England. He looked very studious with his glasses, but he had a nice meaty cock with a Prince Albert. I haven’t gotten fucked by a Prince Albert for years, but I did remember really loving it. I had to use a little lube to get it in, but once his cock with the Prince Albert was in, he just worked my hole. That PA went every way and I moaned like a bitch in heat. Drove me crazy feeling the smooth curved metal sliding against the inside of my hole. There were a couple of men watching and jacking. One guy in particular kept on egging us on in Spanish , calling me a Puta and other names in Spanish while making out with me and feeling Anthony’s cock going in and out of my hole. When Anthony got closer he started to groan and grunt loudly. The verbal top got even more excited and started to spread my cheeks. Anthony started pulling out to the edge of my hole and sliding back in hard. He came deep and fast, moaning so loudly that everyone in the dark room knew that I was getting loaded. Verbal then shot his load over my ass with Anthony’s cock still deep inside of me. Once he was done, I cleaned both their cocks like a good whore and thanked Anthony well while Mr. Verbal fingered my hole and felt the cum that was inside. I savored the distinctive taste of my ass mixed with Anthony ‘s cum when I cleaned him. Most awkward: While trolling the dark room, I felt a hand on my ass. So of course I turned around immediately and got on my knees to suck the dick on the same body. It was a nice cock, a good 8 1/2 inches with some girth. It was almost too big to go down my throat, but I tried my best. The top was pretty tall about 4 inches taller than me so roughly 6‘4“. While I was on my knees, sucking him this short round guy with a very stocky build started to stroke the back of my head. His cock was dangling near my mouth. Tall Top pulls his dick out of my mouth and turned my head to start sucking the short guy. His cock matched his body. It was on the shorter side, but pretty thick. Short Top was probably about 5‘6“ tall. Eventually, Tall Top suggested that we move to the cubbies. Once inside they took turns spit roasting me. The challenge was I either had to get really low to get fucked by Short top and then twist upwards at an awkward angle to suck Tall Top or vice versa. Eventually, I asked Short Top to wait until tall top finished, and then I presented my creamy ass to him for his load.

Recently did a 2 day fuckfest where my top bro and I were competing to see who could put the most loads in his bottom. Our bottom used Vaseline. For fucking all day it was the way to go.

I would have to be face down ass up with my bucket cunt held wide open and tunneled out with either a hollow plug or speculum and thee hole in my bucket is noisy. I want the the whole bowl of cum in my ass then get fucked my multiple men a2m . Love swallowing cum from my ass

Some days I just need to be blindfolded, on the sling in our play room with my hands and legs tied and get my hole just railed by men that my partner invites to use me. luckily, today is one of those days 😉

This is a continuation of the previous stories - Part 19- New Chapter 1 Ok, so the night was interesting. Every time I started to doze off, Tom started slow fucking me. If I started to get a hardon and it woke me up; he’d fuck me. Finally, I think I fell asleep uninterrupted at around 4;30 am. I woke up around 11 AM and Tom was gone. So, I must have finally got 5 or 6 hours of sleep after being awake most of the night. I’m surprised how late it is as I never sleep this late. Unusual for me, I didn’t wake up with a hardon. Last night was definitely a new experience; unable to have an erection thanks to the cage. I wasn’t uncomfortable anymore and the cage felt, what’s the word; soothing. It felt almost natural, making my cock feel snug and secure. Looking in the mirror, the cock cage is kind of hot and I’m thinking I could get used to this. I need to pee, so I guess I get to see how this thing works. Going to the toilet, my stream kind of sprays out of the cage all over the place, making a mess on the toilet. I stop mid-stream and clean it up. I try rearranging my cock a bit and I’m more successful as I line my piss hole up with the opening in the cage; lesson learned. I quickly rinse in the shower, throw on shorts, a T-shirt and flipflops and head to the kitchen. Coffee was already made so I grab a cup and head up to the garage. Tom and the guys are there working hard. Tom and Rodolpho have half the walls painted a dark grey and Geraldo is busy with lighting. In the wet area the grout is done, Vic has set the toilet and sink and is working on the bidet. There is a shower head on one wall and then in another in the center of the room, where four chain hangs down from an eye hook. They all stop working and Geraldo says, I hear your cock was tamed last night. He walks over and rips my shorts down to look at the cage and says, nice fit, we won’t be worrying about your pathetic dick for a while. Shoving me around, he spreads my ass cheeks and finds my ass lips are puffy and slightly gaped. Geraldo looks at Tom and says, good work – his ass is ripe and open for the taking. Geraldo then yanks my shirt over my head and I’m now standing there naked with just the stainless cock cage covering me. Rodolpho slowly approaches and tells Geraldo to hold me still. Geraldo pulls me into a choke hold, grabs one arm and twists it around my back. He’s pressed into me and I can feel his cock getting hard. Rodolpho grabs my other arm and tells me to hold still if I know what’s good for me. He straps on a thick leather cuff around my wrist. Seeing I’m not resisting, Geraldo releases my neck, twists the other arm back and Rodolpho attaches the other cuff. I hear a chain rattle and as my arms are released, I find my wrists are shackled together. Tom comes up to me and places a collar around my neck, attaches a chain and secures it to my wrist’s chains. If I struggle, the collar gets tight, and I quickly learn to stay still. I start to complain, and Geraldo slaps me across the face and tells me to shut the fuck up. Rodolpho then takes a knotted black cloth and ties it around my head, stuffing the knot of the fabric in my mouth, gagging me. I look at Tom, with pleading eyes. He just smirks and then guides me to the wet area. He tells me to kneel. Tom then attaches another chain to my collar, it has another clasp at the end he attaches it to one of the 4 chains hanging from the ceiling. You’ll be staying here for a while, so get comfortable. I can’t move too much and it appears I’m limited to kneeling. Tom leans in and whispers, don’t worry buddy, you are doing fine and I think you’ll enjoy this; so just chill. I lean back and relax the best I can as the guys go back to work. I’m getting restless and squirming and trying to get their attention. Vic approaches and removes the gag and says what’s the problem slut. I tell him my knees hurt and I’m stiff. Plus, I could use something to drink. He laughs, and I begin to say something in protest, and he slaps me telling me to be quite and do as you are told. You only speak when a question is asked, and you start it with Sir. He pulls out his dick and says, you said you were thirsty, so open your mouth you pig. Afraid of another slap, I do so, and he starts pissing in my mouth, and all over my face. Drink up buddy, we’ve got plenty of this for you. With that, Geraldo, and Rodolpho come over, pull out their dicks and then absolutely drench me in their piss. Fuck, I’m not sure what is happening so I’m lap up what I can and swallow. Tom laughs and reminds me, he told him I’d like this, as his stream joins the other. My hair face and torso are all dripping from the pee as it runs down my face. As they finish my degradation, I’m yanked back to my feet and then the chain is pulled tight around my neck as they tighten it to the ceiling mount, forcing me to stand slightly on my toes. Vic places the gag back in my mouth and then Geraldo puts a mask over my head. Vic says, they have work to do to finish up so you just stand there, you little piece of trash. I start to freak and get wound up. I’m extremely conscious of every noise and I hear the guys joking a bit as I’m finding it harder and harder to stand. My arms feel numb, and my toes are cramping and while I try to stay quiet, I can’t help but moan a bit. After maybe a half hour, much to my relief, someone approaches me and loosens the chain slightly, allowing me to stand normally without choaking. After what feels like an eternity, maybe two hours or more—things finally quiet down. I hear some mumbled talking but can’t quite make out what’s being said. I sense someone approaching and as he gets near Geraldo says to me that it’s time to pay for their services. He releases me from the ceiling chain and using the collar chain as a leash, me across the room. Pushing me to my knees, he tells me to hold still. Releasing my arms from behind me Geraldo tells me not to move. He removes the hood, the room is dark with some red lighting that allows me to just make out Vic, Rodolpho and Tom standing in front of. what looks like the bondage board we got the other day. It is set up with two of the sections angled into a triangle, creating a wedge. I’m told to lean forward over the wedge area and Tom fastens one of my cuffed hands to a steel loop at the top of the padded board while Rodolpho does the same with the other. They then quicky fasten another restraint to each of my biceps and then lock it onto the board. I’m pinned down tightly to the front of the board. Moving behind me, I’m told to spread my legs wide. While I try to crane my neck, not being able to move my upper body, I can’t really see what’s going on. I feel straps going around my ankles as my legs are pulled farther apart. I can’t lessen the spread as something rigid is preventing me from doing so. I feel my thighs being restrained as well, and them tightened against the arch of the board. I’ relieved to be off my feet but something tells me this isn’t going to be a whole lot easier on me. Tom then says, fuck that is hot, I’ve got to get a picture of this. After he takes a couple shots, Tom comes around and puts his phone in front of me, sharing 3 photos. I’m strapped down with my ass splayed wide, my ankles are held in place by a steel bar all chained to the board. My ass is raised in the air and I’m presenting my open gaped hole. It is hot for sure but at the same time I’m feeling vulnerable and apprehensive about what these guys have planned. Tom releases the gag, though Vic reminds me I’m not speak. Tom presents a straw in a cup filled with a lemon flavored juice. I like the flavor, and start sucking it down given how thirsty I am. Tom tells me it’s a THC beverage and should kick in in 15-20 minutes. He then sets the remainder down within reach of my mouth and says they are going next door to get more comfortable. I see them exit through the door to the casita but it appears to be late in the day as I see dim daylight through the door. Shit, it must have gotten later than I thought. They are gone for a while and I’ve finished the drink. I’m starting to feel pretty buzzed. I feel as if I’m floating and a wave of euphoria hits me as the liquid high takes over. My skin is feeling so sensual and I’m savoring the tight restrains keeping me pinned down, ass up. I know I’m just a hole to be used. Losing track of time, I hear the door open, its see its now dark outside. I can make out in the red light the guys have returned and are naked though Tom has on a leather harness and a steel cock ring. Geraldo’s voice booms out, it’s time for us to wreck your hole. Suddenly I feel something cold and wet hit my ass and then feel a brutal plunge as Geraldo’s fingers breach my hole. He says, boy, we are converting you tonight and are going to make your pussy bleed before we knock you up with our poz cum. He starts flexing his fingers and I can feel his nails scratching and cutting my ass. Rodolpho then produces a bottle brush, shows it to me, and says this is to make sure our toxic loads enter your blood stream. Don’t worry, we won’t totally destroy you tonight. He hands the brush to Geraldo who pulls his fingers out and then savagely shoves the brush in my ass. I feel it scraping my hole and start to scream from the unexpected assault. Vic slaps me again telling me to be quiet, and shoves the gag back in my mouth. Vic asks if the cunt is ready and Geraldo says he’s got it ripe and bloody for him. Vic rams his cock into my hole. I feel my ass being split open as his pummeling commences. Like a rapid dog in heat, he’s jack hammering my ass. All I can do is lay there, taking his assault as I hear him telling me how he loves fucking my bloody ass. After maybe 5 minutes, he screams out as his toxic laden cock explodes in my ass. As Vic pulls out, Geraldo moves to take his place. Tom bends down and tells me how proud he is of me and that he’s filming the whole thing and can’t wait to show me how gaped my hole is, with the blood infused cum leaking from my hole around Geraldo’s pole. Geraldo’s cock stabs into me as he begins is own shoving in and pulling out. He starts fucking me with all he’s got and he’s slamming into my ass balls deep. I’m moaning and gasping through my nostrils, trying to meld into his savage fuck. Feeling like nothing more than a fuck sleeve om shoves a bottle of poppers under my nose. As I suck in the laced air, the poppers slam into me and I see the telltale white orb as the brew takes me into another space. Geraldo’s cock is my purpose for existing and I quiver as he screams that he’s going to flood me with his diseased cum. He wants me to have his Cuban babies and says, I’ll never be satisfied with another cock again. I feel his cock pumping as he delivers his load. As he slowly pulls out, I feel cum sliding down my ass. Tom removes the gag and sitting on the floor straddles my face and tells me to take his cock. Not daring to say anything to him, Tom lays back and he begins to slowly skull fuck me. Meanwhile, I feel Rodolpho’s fingers scoop up some of the leaking cum and shoving it back in my hole. He then lines up and slams his cock deep into me in one motion. Stuffed at both ends, I am so fucking turned on knowing I’m just a hole serving these men. While I struggling to breathe with Tom’s cock in my throat, I am so energized by what these men have done to me. After a few minutes, Tom withdraws my mouth and moves out of my sight. Without warning, I feel my ass being stretched and know that Tom’s cock is now joining Rodolpho as my cunt is ripped further open. Someone shoves the poppers under my nostrils telling me to take a hit. As the rush swells inside me, I feel my ass relax and expand taking Tom’s cock that is now fully residing beside Rodolpho’s own hard prick. Tom starts a rapid fuck turning Rodolpho on so much that Rodolpho announces his cock is is shooting his tainted seed deep in my gut. They both pull out, leaving my ass feeling deserted. Rodolpho steps out of the way as Tom remounts my ass and begins his familiar assault on my hole. After 10 minutes of his pounding, he tenses up and says he’s ready to flood my hole. He starts spewing spray after spray of his cum deep in my ass. Pressure builds as he produces another of his massive loads. Tom collapses on top of me and mumbles for someone to grab the fisting looking plug to cap my gash and stop any the poz seeds from leaking out. Tom pulls out and then he rams the largest butt plug they could find into my open gash. It hurts like hell as it tears my ass open even further. Vic bends down and puts the gag back in my mouth and the hood goes back over my head. He says, we’re not done knocking you up yet by any means boy. We’re going to go out back and have a beer or two before we finish the job. I hear the door open and am left alone. I’m completely wiped out. Time creeps slowly and I have no idea if and when they are coming back. Holding panic at bay, I feel myself getting sleepy after a while. I must have dozed off as I react with a startle as I feel my ass stinging from being slapped. The guys are back and Geraldo is delivering a series of walloping slaps to my ass. He is admiring his hand prints on my now cherry red ass. Looks like the guys are all back and ready to go. Vic starts the chain again and each of them take turns breeding my ass. They can tell they have broken me and by the time they are done, I’ve easily taken 10 more huge loads and I’m kneeling in a pool of cum that has poured from my ass. They release me from the restraints and take me back to the wet area. I’m sprawled on the floor, a used hole for these men. One by one they start pissing on me, letting me know, that they are done with me for the night. The cousins head back into the casita, leaving Tom behind with me. I’m so wiped out I can’t stand up. Tom removes the restraints and collar then lifts me into a fireman’s carry and takes me back to the house. He places me on the bench in my bedroom shower and turns the water on as I’m leaning against the wall. Using the spray head, he hoses me down and uses a cloth to wash me off. Feeling completely used and relaxed, a fart escapes my and I dump several loads of cum from my ass. The cum is tinted red and we watch it as it goes down the drain. Drying me off, Tom helps me to the bed. I collapse into his arms and thank him, letting him know this was one of the best nights of my life. I ask him to stay with me tonight as I spoon into his chest. Tom asks if I’m ok and I tell him what an amazing experience it was and I can’t wait to be dominated by him again. His cock enters my ass and as we just lay there. I’m completely content. I fall asleep in his arms, my ass filled with his cock, exhausted but ready to see where Tom leads me next.

Grindr Gone Wrong —----------------------- So about 6 months ago I took the fateful step of installing Grindr on my phone. My fiance was away for the weekend visiting her parents and I was home alone, a little drunk, a little high and very horny. I’d consider myself 90% straight but whenever I’m under the influence I can definitely stray from the typical, narrow path. I fucked a couple of femboys in college and I’ve always found trans girls with fat cocks fascinating. I’d occasionally jack off to gay porn if I just wanted to see some big dicks slamming into hungry holes, so I wasn’t exactly straight set. Plus, I’ve often found it’s way easier to chat with horny dudes about nasty sex, especially when you just need to fire a quick nut off. I’ve been engaged for 2 years so it’s not like I was actually going to do anything. I was just curious and horny and I definitely wasn’t thinking it through at the time. Hopefully I’d get a few compliments, have a bit of sleazy chat with some horny older dude, shoot a nice big load all over myself and pass out. Easy peasy. It was a Friday night, around 11pm. A good time to harvest some potential wank material I thought. I fired up Grindr and began to throw together a basic profile: I’m 26, 5’11, 7 inch dick and a swimmer-body, otter-type. I scrolled through my phone for my hottest ass pic, set it as my profile photo and hit upload. I set my profile status as “Looking for a hung older top” and jumped in the shower. As I soaped up my lean muscular body I could hear my phone chiming away with the sound of horny dudes that probably wanted to fuck me. I closed my eyes and couldn’t help but picture big juicy cocks twitching in front of me as I cleaned out my tight young hole. Maybe I could invite one of them over for some mutual wanking and we could shoot a big load together. Pure fantasy, I thought, but I might not get the chance again and it would be pretty harmless fun. I stepped out of the shower and toweled myself off. I began scrolling through the messages and there was one that stood out immediately. “56 TOP DADDY RAW ONLY!” followed by an attached image. I was struck by the image of a sexy older guy laying back on a bed, proudly displaying a dangerously hard cock. He looked 50ish like he described. Shaven head, a few tribal tattoos and fairly muscular for his age. He was clearly quite fit and his dick was definitely bigger than mine. It was at least 8 inches long, thick and very vascular. He was sporting a hefty silver cock-ring around the base of his tool and it made his bulging sack look heavy with cum. As I stared and I could feel myself begin to drool. My hole was throbbing and before I knew what I was doing I had sent him a response: “Free now Daddy? 😈” He replied almost immediately: “Yes boy. You play bare?” “Sure. I’m clean so if you are too then no problem 😉” “I only fuck raw.” was all he responded. I was so hypnotized by his virile looking prick that I didn’t stop and think about the potential warning signs. Half of my brain was thinking about how his cum might taste, while the other half had already typed out and sent him my address. “I’ve just popped a blue. I’ll be at yours in 15 minutes.” he said, then vanished offline. I immediately started to sweat behind the ears. Shit, what have I just done? I was expecting more of a chat first. He only asked me one question. What have I just agreed to? Well, nothing yet. I didn’t technically agree to anything. No need to panic. But on the other hand, a big dicked daddy was en route and was likely expecting to fuck me. I’m sure we could just wank together over some porn, and he wouldn’t be too bothered, right? I didn’t really have time to think about it. I gave the place a quick tidy and threw on some clean clothes. Before I knew it, the buzzer for the front door went. I checked my door camera and it was definitely the same guy as in the picture. An image of his rock-hard member flashed into my mind and a wave of heat flushed around my hole. Fuck. My heart was pounding in my chest. I took a few deep breaths and buzzed him in. He stepped inside and the door loudly latched itself behind him. “Hi Daddy” I said, accompanied with a cheeky smile. “You got here fast!” I was nervous but trying to hide it by being coy. “Hey sexy boy” he smirked. “Yea, I just came from the gym and this was practically on my drive home.” He looked me up and down and bit his lip. I could tell he liked what he was seeing and he wasn’t even trying to hide it. “You’re a lot cuter than I was expecting, son.” I stood in the doorway to my bedroom and motioned for him to come closer. He was still wearing his gym gear and I could smell his post workout musk as he approached. He was more muscular than I was expecting, even more so than in the picture he sent, and I definitely noticed a few new tattoos on his arms. I glanced down and he had a very large, visible bulge in his shorts. He definitely caught me staring at his growing package because when I looked back up he was staring right at me and grinning. “So do you have much experience with guys then son?” he laughed and playfully tugged at my waistband like he already knew the answer. I didn’t lie. I told him I’d sucked an older guys cock before when I was really drunk and that I enjoyed it, but that was about it. “So you’re an anal virgin then?” he said inquisitively. “Well no... sometimes, when I jerk off I put my fiance's dildo in my ass… so I wouldn’t exactly say a virgin…” He smirked and stifled a laugh. I could see his eyes light up wickedly. I knew exactly what he was thinking. He was starting to look at me like a predator looks at prey. My fight or flight instinct was kicking in and telling me to abort, but my lust for his cock was completely countering it. “So… are you sure you want to try this real meat?” he said, glancing down and massaging his thickening package through his shorts. Somehow it didn’t sound like a question. His dick looked so alluring now that we were up close and personal. I could clearly see the hefty outline, even his cock-ring was visible. We were close enough that his musk was drifting straight up my nose and shocking my brain into submissiveness. Even his pheromones made me feel like prey. I stood there momentarily stunned as he leaned in close and gave my firm, young ass a hard squeeze. It quickly turned to groping and as he manhandled my cheeks I could feel my uninitiated hole flush with waves of heat. I couldn’t stop staring at his powerful looking cock and I swear I could see it twitch. Fuck it looked good. I needed to know what he tasted like. It was too much. I stuffed my hands into his waistband and wrapped my fingers around his heavy, swollen prick. I couldn’t believe how hard it was. He moaned in approval and we locked eyes as I gently massaged his thick daddy meat. I don’t know how else to explain it; but it felt like in that moment, an unspoken contract was being written and signed. It felt like I was making a deal with the devil. I wanted what he had, and he wanted what I had. We both absolutely NEEDED it. Time seemed to unfreeze. We both lunged at each other, kissing frantically. He was much more aggressive than I was used to but I loved it. My head was in the clouds as we tore at each other's clothes and began tongue fucking each other in a frenzy of saliva and lust. We practically levitated to the bed and when we pulled ourselves apart my eyes could properly drink in the reality of the situation. “Holy shit Daddy that thing is fucking huge!” I gasped, as I looked down at his fully primed, twitching cock. He had a smug look on his face as he leaned back on the bed. He tugged on his heavy sack and I watched in awe, as a few thick globs of precum oozed from the tip of his cock. His veiny branch jutted out proudly as it trickled down his meaty length. I was completely hypnotized. “It’s time to taste it boy.” I couldn't tell if the words came from him or from inside my own mind. I couldn’t believe what was happening. My brain was locked-up but my senses were absolutely on fire. Without thinking, I climbed onto the bed next to him and began lowering my eager mouth towards his twitching prick. I felt like I was being mind-controlled. I gently licked up the pearls of precum that had spilled out of him. It was like I instinctively knew not to waste his precious seed. He moaned as I ran my hot tongue underneath his glans and slowly licked him from tip to balls and back again. I stared up at him and smiled seductively as I used my fingers to massage his thick shaft while I gently kissed his balls. He grunted in delight as a few more pearls of precum oozed from the tip and I greedily used my tongue to smear it all over his beautiful cock. His precum tasted incredible and the fact that he was already dripping like a faucet turned me on immensely. My lips were slick with it and every now and then he would lean down and grab me for a sloppy cum-laced kiss. It was completely intoxicating. “Mmm that’s it son…now you’re starting to taste like me.” he quipped as he licked his own precum off my face and looked pleased with himself. We kissed passionately for a while before he guided my eager lips back to his cock. I dutifully continued to work on his impressive meat as he steadily forced his way into my throat. I desperately wanted to see how much of him I could handle. I gagged and drooled on his viagra-fueled girth for a good few minutes, my jaw was starting to ache but I was mostly blind to my own discomfort. All I wanted to do was service his cock. “That’s it slut…get plenty of boy-spit on Daddys meat…get it ready… ” he growled. He showed no signs of slowing down and he was grunting and moaning with pleasure as he continued to rape my mouth. My lack of technique clearly wasn’t bothering him as he forcefully inserted himself deeper into my throat, making me gag each time he did so. All I could do was cover him in spit, try to relax and take it. My eyes were watering as he grabbed my head and bucked into my bulging throat with animalistic purpose. Through the tears, I caught a glimpse of a number of fresh tattoos along the inside of his wrists, they looked kind of like black circles with spikes coming out of them. I didn't have time to examine further because suddenly he pulled me down onto his leaking weapon and completely choked off my air supply. His cock was probably half-way down my throat and his fat mushroom head was already blocking off my entire windpipe. There was no way I could take him all the way to the base, at least not at this angle. My hypothetical worry about deepthroating him turned into a very different, very real fear when I suddenly felt a warm, wet pressure at my back passage. Since I was on my hands and knees and gagging on his dick, I had completely forgotten that my twinkish young ass was up in the air and fully exposed. I glanced back to see him, lust burning in his eyes, as he spat on his fingers and started feverishly slathering it all over my boyhole. The new sensation made me snap out of my dick-slurping haze. My eyes shot wide as I watched him reach down into his gym bag and pull out a large white jar and a small brown bottle. I wasn’t totally naive; coconut oil and poppers if I had to guess. He opened the jar and scooped some out and began smearing it all over my exposed, quivering hole. Holy shit that felt good. I arched my back instinctively and greedily choked myself on his big dick while he slowly worked the lube into my ass. “That’s right, keep sucking faggot… mmm get that cock ready for this tight little fuckhole. Jesus son, we’ve got a lot of work to do.. This ass can barely handle two fingers, even with lube!” “Please Daddy… I need you to stretch me.” I moaned. I was zoning out on his dick as he worked my hole open like a pro. I could feel myself open up for him as he alternated between gently probing and then lightly slapping my hungry ass with his fingers. I slapped his beautiful cock against my face in retort and I was consumed by the thought of how good it would feel to be stretched open by it. “Mmm it’s been a while since I’ve claimed an untouched boyhole. I hope you know what you’re getting into, son…” “Oh you want to claim me Daddy?” I questioned innocently. He yanked me away from his cock and stared me dead in the eyes. “I need to hear you say it son. Tell me that you want me to claim your ass.” I looked down at his ferocious cock, dripping in my saliva and precum and throbbing with anger. “I want you inside me Daddy.” I whimpered. “I NEED you to claim me with your seed.” I couldn’t believe what I was saying, but it was the truth. He grinned wickedly. “Get on your back boy.” he ordered as he pointed to the center of the bed. I lay on my back and watched as he stood at the foot of the bed and applied some oil to his engorged, powerful dick. His thick veiny shaft glistened in the light and his balls looked heavy, taught and ready. “Last chance son,” he said with a serious tone. “Are you sure you want this?” He slapped his dick against the palm of his hand and it made a loud thud. It looked like he was cocking a shotgun. “Because once I start fucking I don’t stop until I cum. And I never, ever, EVER pull out. Understand?” My mind was blank and my hole twitched greedily. My defenses were completely gone. I couldn’t be more ready and I’m sure he sensed it. “Please. I want you to breed my ass Daddy!” There was no more hesitation. He climbed onto the bed, lifted my legs back and shuffled closer towards my ass. He smacked his hefty pipe on my hole like a truncheon and I felt a combination of fear and excitement like I’ve never experienced before. The heat of his engorged prick slapping against my raw hole felt so good. He probed at my entrance a few times and it dawned on me how much bigger he was than my fiance's dildo. I WAS practically a virgin. I instinctively grabbed behind my knees and pulled my legs further back. He now had full unfettered access to my oiled up boyhole. I still couldn't believe this was happening. It felt like some sort of dream. I held my breath and watched as he licked his lips and began pushing and probing at my hole with his dripping fuckmeat. As he tried to break me I noticed a scorpion tattoo on his hip and my mind began to race. Doesn’t that mean something? I was contemplating my choices leading up to this moment when he pressed into me with his full body weight. The tip of his fat bellend pushed into my hole and he held it there. He leaned down and grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it to my nose, while at the same time he began applying pressure with his drooling rod into my ass. “Breath in deep for me faggot” he commanded as I inhaled the amyl nitrate into my lungs. My ass was starting to yield. It felt like I was right on the edge of being torn apart. My mind was floating when he suddenly grabbed my ankles and shoved them down either side of my head with force. My arse shot up into the air and I watched helplessly as he slowly and forcefully sank his raging meat into my whimpering hole. “That’s it… ugh take it my little whore. Mmm Daddy is gonna fucking knock this dumb virgin hole up tonight!” I watched in shock as he fed every divine inch into my body and bottomed out roughly with a grunt. Holy fuck. This was it. The moment of no return. If only I realized how true that was at the time. He leaned down and we kissed passionately as my hungry hole spasmed around this new, fleshy intruder. I swear I could feel his heartbeat through his cock, now buried within me. “Are you ready son? Daddy isn’t gonna be gentle.” I picked up the bottle of poppers, nodded and took a hit. “Give it to me.” I demanded. He withdrew his shaft halfway and slammed it back forward, hard. I lay there helpless as this big dicked daddy loomed above me and plowed his raw length into me with no mercy. I could feel his thick, swollen bellend punch into my guts and it felt so fucking good. At the same time my ring was being stretched and altered by the thick trunk of his unyielding cock. It felt like he was carving his initials onto my insides. “Rape that young hole Daddy. Holy FUCK!” I shouted out without even realizing. “Oh fuck yes boy! Push back on Daddys cock! Push that hole out like you're trying to take a shit! NOW!!” I didn’t really understand it but I was in no position to argue. I held my ankles and pushed with my hole as much as I could. He tore into me with vicious strokes and completely hilted himself to the root with every demented stroke. He slammed and roared and I finally felt his heavy balls twitch against my shattered hole. “OOOHHFUCKKK….Oh yea fucking take it boy. Take every fuckin’ drop of Daddy’s nasty poz spunk! I want it deep…” He pulled out half way and dropped back into me with such force that it sent a shockwave from my prostate straight to the pleasure center of my brain. He smiled and ground his hips into me as I winced with dull pain. I could feel him throbbing and pumping deep in my guts. My hole had totally given up all resistance at this point and was feebly twitching around his girth, milking it gently. I was too focussed on the mammoth invader twitching inside me to immediately register the words I had just heard. What did he just say? I froze in fear for a second as my mind processed those words. “Are.. are you.. Poz?” Time stopped. His eyes glimmered like the devil. “Ofcourse son… I thought you knew?” I tried to push him off but I had zero leverage in this position. I was completely powerless as he held me down and pinned me to the bed with his huge poz cock. “Wait… wait…stop..please! Take it out!” I begged. My fear and panic seemed to make him stronger. Every time I tried to pull away or push him off he just surged back into me harder. I tried to clamp my hole down on his dick to force him out but I was way too lubed up and he was way too deep inside me for it to matter. All I was achieving was adding extra friction and milking him with my ass, making my now-rape even more intense. I noticed my own cock was rock hard and drooling cum as he violated me repeatedly. My cock was bouncing and leaking in time with every deadly stroke from his ruinous shaft. I couldn’t believe what was happening. He spanked my ass hard and my hole was on fire as he drilled his potent sperm into me. It felt so wrong, but it also felt so good knowing to be claimed by another mans seed” “Please Daddy! I’ve got a fiance!” He started laughing and I swear it just made him fuck me even harder. “It’s too late now boy..” he grunted as he churned his heavy nuts against my abused hole. “You might as well just enjoy it!” “Wh..what do you mean it’s too late?” “My toxic seed is already inside you son. I dumped a load into you the first time I went balls deep. I’m amazed you didn't feel it.” Oh I definitely felt it. The problem was that I couldn’t tell it apart from everything else that was going on at the time, not to mention my head was spinning with poppers. “Don’t believe me boy? Well let’s take a look..” He released his grip slightly, tilted me back and slowly withdrew his glistening shaft from my guts. His swollen helmet emerged from my now gaping hole, shortly followed by some pale pink fuck-slime. “Ohh well would you look at that.. Looks like Daddy tore you up a bit. All the better for taking my poz babies though…” he smirked. My freshly ruined boyhole was defeated, twitching and oozing cum. I could only lay there and watch as he gathered up his deadly seed and eagerly pushed it back into my hole, then suddenly, he fully impaled me on his entire rock-hard prick. “OOFFUCKKKkkkuuughh…!” I wheezed as he knocked the wind out of me and buried himself back into my guts. “We can't have you wasting Daddys precious poz seed, now can we boy?” he smirked. “Oh Fuck Daddy… please impregnate me! Please fuck me with your poz seed! Don’t stop!” I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth. We kissed as he shoved me into the bed and thrust into me deep and hard. He gave me another hit of poppers and I wrapped my arms around him and surrendered totally. I could feel every inch of him stretch me open and my no-longer-virgin boyhole was completely molded to him now. God it felt so good to be Daddys slut. He pounded my cum filled hole and pummeled my prostate into submission. Millions of toxic kisses being fucked into my guts. I could feel him corrupt me with every stroke as he fucked his poz sperm into the walls of my rectum. With his seed burrowing into me and his tongue raping my mouth, I really couldn’t hold back any longer. “That’s it son… I can tell you’re getting close! Get ready to shoot your last ever neg load for Daddy!” He pressed some more poppers to my nose and slammed into me even harder. I was in absolute heaven. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and I started firing thick ropes of cum all over my own chest. He was pounding the neg cum out of me from the inside like it was his mission and I’ve never shot so hard in my life. “Ohhh fuck I’m gonna cum again son! Get ready…this is the one! I’m about to flood and implant you with Daddys toxic DNA!” My ass was going into spasms around his cock as I was still cumming hard, it finally proved too much for him. He groaned into my mouth and began slamming into me balls deep. He plowed me hard and rough and I could see our combined fuckjuice spluttering from my asshole and coating his cock. This time he really made me feel it. He buried it deep and just held it there as deep as it would go. His girth throbbed and pumped inside me as his heavy nuts pulsed against my hole. I felt them twitch with every spurt. I held onto him and did my best to count. 6 or 7 huge ropes nuked into my wanting guts. “Fuck Daddy... You really loaded me that time! You really do wanna knock me up huh.” I sighed and went limp. He collapsed into me, cock still buried as I wrapped my legs around him. I could feel the after-jolts twitching through his cock. I tried to relax my hole and allow every drop of him into me. I could feel the warmth of his hot toxic spunk spread inside of me. He gently pumped his hips into me and it made me squirm with delight. It felt amazing to be finally claimed. All I could do was lay there and think about all his deadly little tadpoles that were currently burrowing into me and making me his. I really was Daddys boy now. Hopefully for life.

And while there are some around who don't have facts on their side, more often than not others do. It is healthy to discuss, learn from each other. Consider alternative points of view.

I hope so .... I sure can't.

You make really good points, but here is where I part with your premise. When I say 'emotional', I mean argumentation that is not based on purely factual reasoning. These are the "2 + 2 = 4's" of the world, things that we've proven with evidence. Like we know that base water is composed of 2 hydrogen molecules and 1 Oxygen molecule. Fairly standard information that we've come to know as factual. On your corporate culture points, I know it well since I've lived a life in IT project management. I could breakdown the cost-benefits and ROI or NPVs of a project only to get pushback from other executives who had personal agendas ('your project might be the best thing for the organization, but it will mean that my group will be marginalized and put at risk for losing my budget or their jobs, so I'll block you for various reasons, none of which have any basis in fact'.). I've seen it far too many times to mention to the point that I might get angered about something, but rarely get emotional or take it personally. I agree that emotions can run amok over rational, logical, and factual decision-making. The element you might be referring to could be the "gut instinct", which actually has a lot to do with our anatomy and our gut affecting our health. "Trust your gut" does have some relevance. It may be a sign of high EQ or emotional intelligence to have an ability (innate or learned) to compartmentalize the emotional elements of an action or situation against intellect or fact. None of us want to hear law enforcement making a decision to prosecute us based on 'just a feeling that he/she committed a crime' versus the actual evidence that leads to the conclusion. I'll let our friends from Britain opine on the famous stoicism or lack of emotional feeling or want to express any emotions. Just try to get them into therapy. 🤣🤣

Not true. The profile location is completely optional, and is entered by the member with no verification. If you see a member with no address in their profile, it's not that they blocked it, it's that they never entered one. The site blocking works based on the (putative) location of the IP address reported by the client browser. That is why using a VPN will let you get into the site without triggering the blocking. Your browser sees the IP address given by the VPN, and reports that to BZ instead of the IP address assigned by your ISP.

i can only remember doing this once because i was very triggered. generally i stick by the rule "don't yuck someone's yum" but some guys seem to use "we like what we like" as a cover-up for bad behavior. so... you wanna write fiction about bad behavior, or share rRL experiences from your past, go right ahead. but don't encourage people to do awful, technically illegal things in RL and then get all hurt if someone downvotes it.

But it doesn't need to be. Where it goes sideways is when people let emotions dictate rather than facts. People can generally debate facts but you cannot argue emotions or feelings. If you tell me, "I hate you, you suck", that doesn't help me as feedback because it isn't supportable in an argument based on facts.

I don’t understand men like this. Sperm should not be wasted. It should always be released inside a faggot. Either hole is fine.

👍👍👍

The faggot needs to use all his skills to get the nut out of me and he absolutely must swallow. Not do it is disrespectful. I prefer no hands.

To Paul, I know that you will never receive this letter, because I never intend to send it. In a way, I am writing for myself—to tell myself that this is me letting you go. You came into my life out of nowhere. I always think to myself—that the stars have aligned, or that the universe nudged us together in a direction. Because who could have thought that an injury to your arm would cause you to move all the way from Sydney to Melbourne and land a job here at Michelin? It’s funny how the universe works sometimes, eh? But I’m glad that things worked out this way, because I got to meet you—and the impact you made on my life, whether you know it or not. This is me letting you go—not because I hate you, but because you are straight. And I told myself, from the very beginning, that whatever happens, I would not fall for you. Because a gay man falling for a straight guy never ends well. But somewhere along the way, it happened. Very slowly— then all at once. And now, you’re not around anymore. And I’m left picking up the pieces, here and there. Your presence—you’re not here, but your presence lingers. Sometimes I can’t breathe, and I go for a walk. And everyone’s wondering where I am, but I don’t care. I just need some air. This is me letting you go. Of all the times I carried you—tried to save you from yourself— but I’ve realized now that you don’t really need saving, do you? Because you’re content with the life that you’ve built. A life of comfort, of survival, of keeping the world at arm’s length. Because it feels safer to remain invisible— because to be seen is to be vulnerable. And that’s not who you are. And I’ve learned to accept that. As hard as it may be for me— because I want you to know that you matter in this world. You made an impact on the lives of people around you, even if you don’t know it. You made me feel safe. Like I could be courageous, do anything with my life—because having you around made me feel like you had my back. And now that you’re not here, it makes me feel like I have to take this journey on my own. And that feels lonely. But I know that you’re still there, somewhere in the back of my mind, telling me to be brave, telling me to keep going. And finally, this is me letting you go—because I don’t want to hold onto the past anymore. Because our lives are here now, in the present. I’ll always have your number. And we can always catch up when the time is right. I don’t get to see you every day at work anymore—but you will always be a part of my life. You let me into your life when you wouldn’t let most people in. So I must have done something right. And I value that. I treasure that. So this is me letting you go— and letting you know that it is goodbye for now, but not forever.

The dangers of having a gaping hole🤪

I like vaseline as lube. It lasts a long time and it ruins condoms. I want that load in my butt.

Hasn't that always been the case? Extending back centuries, to the "Court Jesters" with their veiled insults to the Crowned Head of the day?

legs prised open in stirrups would be hot as fuck to watch.

When I get stressed out, I get really horny. Between work and current events, I’ve been amped. Saturday night went to the sex club with the intend to fuck and get fucked. Got a room, freshened up and headed to the steam room. Not feeling the least bit inhibited, I carried a hand towel and nothing else. I could make out shadows and silhouettes through the steam. I could also here the sounds of fucking and sucking, which was a good sign. I found the source of noise; a guy was getting whored out. As I passed by the group, my ass got fingered and nice-looking guy started following me. We met up near the entrance, feeling his dick, it was super hard and greasy, the heat was taking its toll, so we went back to my room. Once in my room he wasted no time eating me out followed by me arching my back and bearing down on his cock, he was thick, and my hole got a good stretch. He picked up the pace resulting in my first load of the night. I went to the slurp ramp next; deep throated and managed to swallow a couple of loads. I finished up in the dark room which was crowded. Got fucked by a sizeable dick, long strokes and aggressive pounding but he didn’t cum. Finally ended with dumping my load in this cute cub on the fuck bench. His hole was pretty used up and it felt great.

It was at 13 when my dad fucked me the first time. He said I don't fuck ass I only fuck pussy and that's what I'm going to turn your ass into, daddys pussy.

This is another short story, though based on real events with some fluffing haha. Again sorry for any grammar mistakes! It was just another Saturday night, however for once I had some alone time. Thats how I decided I needed to get out of the house and, really, what better way than to visit my local bathhouse? The thought of cruising the dimly lit hallways for some guy to fuck is usually all it takes. Tonight, I knew I needed to get fucked. It should be easy enough. I'm a decent looking guy, and my gym routine has been doing great things for my ass. I was sure that I could find a hot guy to give me a good, rough fuck. My excitement and nervousness was nearly boiling over, though. As I drove out to the bathhouse, found parking, and walked myself inside, I couldn't help sizing up every guy I saw. I eagerly rented a room and went to change. Sitting in that room, all my clothes stored away and nothing but a towel on now, It really set in of what I was doing. I haven't really mentioned yet, but the truth is that I am incredibly shy. I've actually been so lucky every time I've come here before tonight. All the guys I've hooked up with have been very forward. I needed a plan. On my way in, I spotted a guy in another room. There he was, in nothing but a jockstrap, face-down and ass-up. Could I do that? I didn't think so. It's too direct, too open. It would be just as bad as asking. I can't explain why, but it just would be. I took a deep breath and laid back on the bed in that tiny room, thinking about my options. Despite the "bed" being little more than a thick rectangle of plastic with some sheets around it, it was actually quite comfortable. As late as it was, it occurred to me that I could probably fall asleep on it, if I weren't careful. In that a moment, a plan began to form... What if I turned off the lights? What if I... opened the door? And what if I threw off my towel, dropped on that bed face-down, and just... went to sleep? Something about that was suddenly very thrilling. Anyone could come in and do... well, anything. There would be nothing for me to say, nothing for me to do. I tried out the position for a moment, lying face-down and pretending to be asleep. The mirror beside me gave me a pretty good view of myself and I had just one thought: I would totally fuck that ass. And if I would, then surely, somewhere among the guys cruising the hallways, someone else would, too. I could do it. I would do it. Before I could talk myself out of it, I moved. I grabbed a bottle of lube from my bag and a condom that I prefilled with a load from the night before. I turned the lights lights off, nothing but the ambient light spilling over the top of the "room" walls left to see by. The room came ready with a handful of condoms, which I positioned alongside the lube, in plain view from the hallways. I wasn't ready to get breed so I set my prefilled condom next to the lube to hopefully indicate that I was getting fucked but not raw. Next I wet a rag with my bottle of poppers and set it by my pillow, I love to use poppers when I bottom but don't want to ruin the fantasy. Finally, I peeked outside the door. No one was there, yet. Perfect. Before my nerves could take over, I was back on the bed, face-down, lights off, and looking for all the world like I was having a lovely nap. My heart was racing, but I tried to force calmness into myself. I really had no idea what I was expecting, though. Even as I was forcing my breathing to become more even, and even as I shut my eyes tight, I wondered if anyone would even take the bait. With my eyes closed and the house music blaring at an almost uncomfortable volume, I did not hear the first guy come in. The sudden presence of his hand on my exposed thigh almost jerked me "awake", but I kept to my sleepy role. The hand drifted across my ass, tenderly, and then it was gone. I heard a shift in the air as the interloper left back to the hallways. My disappointment did not last long, as another hand took its place just a few moments later. And then again, they leave, to be replaced again some time later. I don't know what I was expecting, but this parade of casual, light molestation was actually pretty nice. On and on it went. A few eager fingers felt at my hole. Some of those guys popped open the lube bottle with an audible, plastic *click*, and lubed my hole as they felt around. Yet, no one went too far, and the obvious admiration I felt from the hands managed to calm my nerves. I was no longer forcing myself to breath calmly. I didn't almost jump at every first touch any more. I don't remember how long this went on, but I was very hopeful someone would take a chance on my sleeping ass soon. I got something a little different, though. For the first time, I heard something new: the door, closing ever so softly. I resisted the urge to peek over my shoulder and into the mirror to see the guy who had just shut the door. I would not break the fantasy. This could be it. Down at my feet, where I had stashed the lube and condoms, I felt movement. This was it, wasn't it? I felt hands lifting my leg. I almost instinctively tried to move with the hand, imagining that he was trying to position my legs to fuck me. Then the feeling of a kiss on my ass. As the kiss turned into a tongue delicately passing down to my taint, I started to get hard. The feeling of a tongue soon turned into the feeling of a mouth, making out with my hole. It just felt so good. Maybe it was my commitment to the role of "asleep", but there was no spasms of pleasure that could interrupt this guy's makeout session with my taint and hole. The sound of hurried, orgasmic breaths slowly filled the room after a while. All at once, I was aware of the subtle movement at the base of the bed, where my guy was. The shaking from that area rose in tempo, alongside a growing intensity to his mouth's activities with my taint. Then, all at once, both gave way to a series of beastial grunts and I felt a wetness splash across my legs all the way up to my ass. His breathing calmed and he let out a small "woof" of contentment. Carefully, he started to get up. The cum he gave me was pressed between my legs and and ass. What he shot on my ass was now running towards my crack, the majority thay he shot on my thigh was now wetting the sheets slightly. There were no words spoken. Over the house music, I could just barely make out the sound of the door opening as he leaves. I can't help but chuckle quietly at what just transpired. The air against my still wet ass is a lingering reminder of that, intimate connection. I give a contented sigh to my now-empty room, and all of this, despite the music and the excited state of me, somehow brings me to real sleep. I don't know how exactly long I am out. I wake some short time later, my ass still just barely damp enough to notice. I don't move in that moment, except to peek over my shoulder at the door. I can just barely make out that it's closed now. As I begin to wonder if the guy closed it as he left, I hear something. The sound of a small, plastic *click*. I know the sound well. Someone has my bottle of lube, and they've just opened it at the foot of my bed. I didn't notice them come in while I was asleep. Despite my excitement, I keep calm and feel ready for whatever this new guy has in mind. I close my eyes, and I wait. What comes next is the feeling of a hand, invading between my thighs, reaching under me, and grabbing for my soft dick. Another hand shoves at my hips to reposition them and allow my dick to lie flat against the bed, now showing between my legs. Slowly, my erection grows in his large hand. Perhaps I wouldn't get fucked this time either, but I have the feeling I'll enjoy this. I hear a hiss and a squirt and then there is a sudden wetness as the guy delivers a healthy supply of lube to my dick in his hand. He wastes no time as he starts to jerk me off in this odd position. There is a sudden expertness to his strokes, and it all becomes too much, very fast. I try to keep my breathing calm enough to pass as still asleep, but it's getting hard. Maybe it was the parade of guys that came before. Maybe it's just how exposed and used I feel. Whatever the reason, I've never had a handjob quite like this before. I felt him running his fingers over my ass up and down my crack before he aimed for my hole, fingering in the load that was there. With a quickness, I explode in this guy's hand with what must be a massive load of cum. I have no idea how much ended up on the bed, or in his hand, or wherever else that cumshot could have gone. His hand leaves my dick, and I am surprised when the walls of this tiny room shake slightly with the quick opening and closing of a door. I assume I am alone, and that the closed door means I have a moment of honest respite now. That moment is broken when I hear the wet sound of maybe lube and cum in someone's hands directly behind me. As well as faint whispers that I just couldnt make out. Did he let someone else in? I guess now that the guy is going to jerk off with my cum and leave me a load of his own. Being a bit of a cumslut, I smile inwardly, exalting at the prospect of his cum on my body. The wet sounds stop suddenly and I can hear him shift slightly behind me. I wonder where he's going to cum, and then I feel that question answered when his weight settles on the bed. I can feel his body looming over me, all around me, and the back of his hand settle on my ass. I am waiting now for the splash of a cumshot on my butt. What happens instead is the feeling of his fist shifting downwards, his dick in that grip suddenly lining up with my hole. His weight shifts forward and then, falling down on me in one motion, he penetrates my barely-stretched hole all at once. My cum and the left over lube being all the lube I got. I can't help it. I let out a yelp. I don't know if it's audible over the house music, but it doesn't seem to matter if it was. My ass is burning from the sudden penetration, but the guy doesn't miss a beat. He pulls out, slowly, and shoves his dick right back in just as before. And again. In this small room, covered in spit and cum, and being fucked by what I'm certain is a dick lubricated mostly in my cum from an orgasm just barely passed, I cannot feel pleasure from this fucking. I only feel fear at what he might do next. This brutal fucking is not an accident. This helpless, painful state was his plan all along and I don't know what I can do to stop it. Each sudden shove and slow retrieval sends pain shooting through my body, and I can tell now that this man is much larger than me- both his dick and his stature. I want to wake up from this nightmare, but something in me tells me it's better to just stay asleep. I adjust my face so that I can inhale from my popper rag. Somehow, I suppress the screams of pain bubbling up inside me. Somehow, I lie there, as limp as if I were actually asleep. Somehow, I bear this calculated, sadistic fucking. I don't know how long this lasts, but it feels like forever. I am thoroughly awake now, but I still keep my eyes shut tightly and my body limp. Eventually, the pain of the thrusts loses its burning intensity, giving way to a subtler ache. Then pleasure, as the poppers do their job. Similarly, those cruel, deep thrusts slowly give way to quicker, more manageable fucking. As I feel his dick pulse inside me, I know for a fact that he hasn't used one of the condoms at all. I don't worry about that now and I just count myself lucky that my cum worked well enough as lubricant. He collapses on me, his full weight on my "sleeping" body as his dick deposits the last of that well-earned load. His breathing is fast, but slows as the orgasm passes. As he regains his composure, he lets out a little laugh and whispers in my ear, "Night night, bitch." I don't say anything back. I don't move at all. He slowly gets up from on top of me and gives my ass an insultingly playful slap. I hear the man say theirs some special lube by the condoms, then the door open and I listen carefully as it closes. My hole burns from the brutal fucking. I feel the coolness of the air on my lubed ass. But it didn't last long before I heard the other guy. Ah that kind of lube, I brought some too. I wasn't responding still trying to keep up the fantasy. I could hear him pick something up, and tell me he's gonna lube me up good. Then I feel it, a wetness pouring directly onto my hole and his finger waiting to push it all in. Only thing is, I didn't hear the lube bottle. What was he using to lube me? A lube packet? It didn't take long for my question to be answered. There's one, my sleeping beauty, now two more. He poured more "lube" on my hole repeating the process to more times. "And for good measure" I heard him say before I could hear the shuffling of rubber and felt what I would later find out to be condoms, being fingered into my hole. I could feel the bed shift again, then what felt like a baseball bat at my hole. Now I've had big ones before but he was BIG with a huge mushroom head. I couldn't help but stir a little as he was working his way into me. I felt him push my face into the pillows, unknowingly making me take deep inhales of poppers. "Just stay asleep a little longer were almost there". His attitude mixed with the poppers really got me going and loosened my hole. I swear I could hear the pop of his head breaching my hole. Then he sank in me fully bottoming out. "Good boy". Then he picked up the pace fucking me with long hard strokes. Almost pulling completely out then back to the base. It was alot to take and I almost felt like "waking up" just to make the rough fucking end. But before I could make up my mind he trusted 4 more deep thrusts easily breaching my second ring. I could feel his dick pulsing inside of me. "Fuck your gonna wake up pregnant baby". He slowly pulled out and I could feel a wetness running down my leg. "Gonna have to tell the guys we have a passed out cumslut to gift." I could hear the door open and I was left alone again. As I breath a shuddering sigh, I wondered if I should have just asked someone to fuck me instead. I sat up to check if I still had condoms and sure enough they were untouched, but what was weird is, the prefilled condom I put there was now gone . . . The end? Let me know what you think maybe I'll make a part two!

fuck yeh…. older men with a big fat cock are the most attractive. They fucking know how to stretch a young pussy open (after a big slam ofc)， can i fit 2 big cocks in this hole? would you push a big shard in that cunt before your cock? Do tops love to fuck sloppy creamy hole? and see it dripping out cum?

Vaseline and spit is the best lube. But once I drop a few loads the ass hit so 🔥. Especially when the bottom loosen up. I’m twitching just thinking about it.

Part 3: What happens in the night when you are given permission to unlock your true self for the first time? Well, I was about to find out. I moved about the open warehouse, skirting around the naked bodies of writhing men either dancing or fucking. I felt a bit like the tourist at the zoo, out of place and unsure if I belonged as if separated by a sheet of glass. "You look lost, boy." I scanned the area for where the voice that called to me over the music had come from but no one was looking my way. Must have been calling to someone else. I began to walk some more when a hand arrested my wrist and I looked down. There sitting on a white chaise lounge was a burly muscle daddy with a harness, cap and chaps. He had a cigar in his mouth but what was more, he held a crop in one hand and a leash attached to another boy in the other. Well, maybe boy is too strong of a descriptor. Puppy, may be more accurate. I'd never seen anything like it but this boy was in full pup gear with mask and even a tail! He was sucking on the daddy's cock, shaking his ass so his tail wagged, obviously a very happy pup. "Are you lost, kid? First time here." "Yes...Yes, Sir." "MMmmm.. come, sit on my lap for a minute." I was hesitant but did as i was told, Daddy pulled the pup off his cock. then as i sat on his lap, he grabbed for my pouch and pulled aside the jockstrap and ordered the pup to get me hard. "Oh- he doesn't have to-" but before I could object the pups mouth was on my member, a warmth embracing my cock and I sighed with pleasure and relaxed into the muscle daddy's lap. He took my hand and brought it to his turgid length, still slick with pup's saliva and commanded me: "Stroke while we chat." I did, impressed with his beer can thick cock "The guys here are gonna love a fresh little thing like you. You can call me Daddy D, everyone does. I'd help break you in myself, show you the ropes. But I got my hands full with this little pup-slave of mine. Still house him." He raised his voice to pup. "Isn't that right?" pup moaned something that sounded like agreement around my now-hard cock. "Daddy D, everyone seems paired off I-" "No one minds a little addition to their pairings usually. However if your want a fresh pick of your very own. go to the three doors." By this time i was writhing as daddy started to play with my hole. his fingers were slick with lube that I hadn't seen him apply. "The three doors?" I asked, and Daddy D pointed to the back of the warehouse where, sure enough, along the walls were three doors. "Each has a different aesthetic to it but it's a good cruising spot, out here's more for fucking once you find what you want or showing off." "Alright. I'll give it a go." "Pup, off his cock." And at his command pup release my now straining cock. "Good boy!" I said to him and he wagged his tail before taking Daddy D's dick back in his mouth, pushing my hand out of the way. "Before you go, i have a little present for you to help you enjoy the three doors" Daddy D said as he fingered my hole. "Oh? What's that I asked?" He just smiled and continued to finger me. I moaned into the sensation and closed my eyes, he'd tell me or give me his present in a minute, i figured. Then i felt a burning sensation in my ass and my eyes popped open. "There it is" Daddy D said. "There what is?" I asked confused. "Your present a little treat in your tush, now get out of here and have fun kiddo. Come tell me about the night later!" I stood up from Daddy D's lap and began to move away, the burning sensation still there but also beginning to turn into an insatiable need to get fucked. Had he put a drug in my hole? At this point all I knew is between my present and the Juice Griff had given me I was beginning to feel REALLY good as I made my way to the three doors. I was debating which door to go in first when without seeing me, griff and tom walked by me and into door 2. "Okay, that one's out- Tom can't see me" so i moved to the left to door number one, paneled wooden door that was quite heavy as I pulled it open. As It opened steam poured out as I stepped in to a completely dark room... End part 3. Part 3 is shorter but serves as a major connector. Part 4 and 5 will be major installments and have a LOT of breakthrough's for Tag

Wow love that you all love my little story! So here's part 3 My husband made his way back Inside, catching looks, he must not have seen he missed some of his load in his hair. He quickly stripped out of his clothes, soon in nothing but a towel. He grabbed his phone to check and sure enough a new top was fucking me. Saying how much he loves a drugged out hole. Which made the husband pitch a full tent. He quickly made his way to the darkroom looking for a bottom that would willingly take my position. He could hear the sound of sex and followed it finding his way to what seemed to be a bear slamming into a hole. "Fuck yeah, take this nut you slut" The bottom didn't make a sound. My hubby started feeling him up and still no response "This holes passed out, but damn has it been busy" He checked his phone but could still see me taking a new load. "How longs he been here?" "Idk man, but he took at least 3 guys before me. You want a go?" He thought about it, but was conflicted about finding a bottom. "Fuck I want to, but I need to find a bottom for this group." "Ahhh good luck, not many around tonight may as well use this . . . Ahhh . . . One . . . Fuck here it cums" He started slamming into his hole breeding him deep. My husband was over the edge watching. "Maybe if I shoot this load I can focus" "All yours man" He lined up sliding in with ease, almost like he was being sucked in. "Ahh Fuck this is nice" He set the phone down so he could focus on the ass he was raping. The bear saw the call and me taking dick, he grabbed the phone changed the camera around to show a close up of my husband breeding this passed out bottom "Fuck it's so damn good here I cum! Take it bitch!" He breed the hole DEEP. You could see the cum streaming from the hole as he pulled out. The bear made sure to get the best view. "That was hot man, I need to find and breed this hole too" "No thats why I'm looking for a bottom. That's my husband they're using" " oh shit sorry man, but it looks like your enjoying yourself, maybe you should let us enjoy him." He was conflicted with the truth. "Yeah I know but I can't leave him like that" "Tell you what, you look for that bottom, I'll look for the group and if I find em I'll come find you." "Thanks I could use the help" He had no idea the bear was only interested in breeding my hole. He went off checking the usual party rooms, telling any top he saw about me. Hoping to find my hole. It wasn't long before he was approached and asked if he was down to "help a bottom with their fantasy" turns out they've been finding guys and telling them I had a fantasy of being passed out and used by as many guys as possible. My husband was cluelessly looking in the completely wrong spot by now. He thought he would check the rooms downstairs. Not knowing there was a dark maze of rooms on the next floor, where I was bound ass up taking any load that came in. The line was now forming into the hall. He wasn't sure how much time passed but he found another bottom in the sauna getting fucked by 2 guys so he patiently waited his turn getting aroused at the show. The two guys seemed to like being watched and fucked him harder really make the boy scream. My husband got closer while pitching another tent. "Fuck yeah here it cums bitch take this nut" The guy using his mouth was focing every inch into his throat as he came. Choking him in the process. "Such a fucking slut, I'll give you a fat load for that" The second guy hammered 4-6 hard thrusts into his ass, breeding him as deep as he could. My hubby wasted no time replacing them, lining up and thrusting deep. "Yeah fuck that bitch, give him what he wants" "Knock that bitch up" He didn't know what they meant but he loved the attention and just fucked hard putting his phone down infront of the bottom "I bet you wanna be in his position don't you bitch" "Fuck yes, so hot! I need it" He was ecstatic finally finding a bottom to trade me out with. "Yeah, if I give you this load will you take his spot?" "Yes sir! Give it to me" He started really hammering into the bottom breeding him, wondering why this turns him on so much. "Fucking nice ass, give me a second" He called out into the phone saying he found a bottom like they asked. "Good, room 302 in the dark maze. You might have to wait your turn. " "I'm on my way" He went back into the sauna, told the bottom that they needed to find room 302 "OH the party room, they always find bottoms to slut out in there. I've done it a couple times follow me" "So how did you find out about these parties?" "OH I must have had to much to drink once because I met up with this hot daddy guy, but passed out. Came too a few hours later being fucked by a train of dudes, bound and gagged. Been hooked ever since" He was wondering if he was in the same spot as me. Forced to be a bathhouse cumdump. "OH looks a little busy" There was a few guys still standing around the door, most having had already breed me "Hey here's your bottom, a deals a deal." The bottom eagerly jumped on the bed next to me. "True a deals a deal, but how about you show me one last fuck. Your hubby here's been popular tonight don't you want to feel that hole? He's out cold and won't have any idea you breed him too" "I just need to get him out of here. . ." The husky guy was massaging my hole playing with the cum "Fuck it he already took so many whats one more" He lined up and slow fucked my hole taking his time to enjoy how wet I was, churning the loads that was in me "Fuck his ass is amazing, I didn't know he could be this wet. I'm not gonna last long." He started hammering my ass, flinging cum everywhere. "Here it cums baby . . . Fuck yes . . . Take it baby" He shot a massive load into me "Fuck yeah dude that's how you fuck a cumwhore, I'm sure we'll be seeing you two around again" He grabbed my phone off of the tripod handing it to my hubby. "Now take your whore and get out" He struggled to pick me up, since I was still out of it. So a couple burly types came over to offer to help move me, they took me out to the darkrooms. "Think you could help me get him back to the car?" "No, this is where we take the cumdumps I'm sure he'll be up soon" They threw me onto a fuck bench ass up "And here's your tip" He lined up with my ass and thrust balls deep. "Hey were done that was his last load in the room" The other guy grabbed my hubby and covered his mouth making him shut up and watch the onslaught. "Cumwhores are nothing but a cocksleve for men. I thought you learned that already now shut up unless you want to take his spot." He just sat there quietly, afraid to get the same treatment. He could feel the guy who was restraining him was rock hard waiting for his last turn. "Fuck yeah take it! Here it cums!" He breed me rough and deep slamming into me at least 4 times before pulling out. My hubby could see a clear rope of cum from my hole to the tip of my rappist "My turn" The second guy let go of my husband, and jammed himself as deep as he could go "Fuck yes, gonna give you one last gift boy" He didn't last long and also shot his load deep. "Fuck he has such a nice hole, I wonder if it'll ever close again" "Here, you'll need these" The first guy threw my hubby my clothes, key to the spreader bar, and some smelling salts "When your done with you whore put those under his nose and he'll be up in no time" "Thanks for sharing the slut" With that they dissapeared back into the darkness My husband sat there and wondered. He never felt so alive, so horny. He had no idea this side of himself existed. He contemplated. Should he use the salts unlock me and get me out of there? Or should he leave me tied there with no choice but to take any load that came by, while he goes back to the party . . . He could always say he was looking for me? . . . The choices, he thought . . . The end? Thanks for reading! Sorry if this one took a bit of a turn, wasn't sure how to continue it 😅😅😅

Use a funnel to fill my ass. Then I lick the bowl. I would need a few tops to churn it up and add to it.

"Up my ass." i''m one of those guys (not unique lol) who will empty the contents of a found condom into my hole. It's definitely not the preferred method of delivery, but i hate to see a Mans seed wasted, i feel it belongs in someone. my sole (soul?) focus is not on a Mans cum though, probably equally, if not more, on His orgasm that results in ejaculation. The greatest bond for me is when a Man desires/needs to release, and He wants to release in me. Consequently, His piss can be a similar breeding bond, depending on whether He feels similarly. That said? Definitely in my ass, as deep as i can get it... around the curve/through the 'second hole' where He can be retained and absorbed.

The Hitch-Hiker (Part 1 – Daniel) It was in late fall. I was driving down the interstate without a route in my mind, without any directions. I was looking for the right guy. He shouldn’t be too tall as I liked my toys around 170 cm. Not taller. He should be skinny as I want to be able to move his body around when we are in action. He should be young, preferably a twink with no body hair at all. While 18 years would be great, certainly no one older than 21. It was around 6:00 PM and it was getting dark already and so I chose to close the books for today and head home, when I saw a blonde angel sitting on his huge backpack at the side of the road and holding a handwritten sign with the single word '‘Portland’. I slowed my car down and slid the window down on the passenger’s seat. “Hey there,” the guy said politely, adding “Going north…. ?” He looked very tired. “Well, I can give you a ride for a while, though I won’t drive to Portland,” I explained. “That’s rocking. Any distance will help," he replied, not moving from the passenger’s side, presumably awaiting my instructions. I got out of my car and, opening the trunk of my car, said "Here, put your backpack in here, and then hop into the car." He turned to his backpack. I could feel my cock growing while he was bending down and trying to lift it from the ground. His tight blue jeans showed slipped down a bit and showed part of his ass. I wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there, but instead I helped him lift the stuff into my trunk. After we both got into the car and fastened our seatbelts I started the engine and we drove off. “What’s your name?” I asked. “Daniel. And yours?" “My friends call me 'Scorpion',” I replied with a grin. He chuckled, saying "I like that," as he added "“Nice to meet you, Scorpion and thanks for giving me a ride.” He gave me a broad smile, flashing his perfect set of teeth. “How long had you been waiting on the side of the road?" “Man, forever, it seems. I had trouble with my girlfriend. We had a huge fight and then she kicked me out of the car, the stupid bitch,” he complained. “Yeah, I know what you mean. I am slightly older than you, but women can be bitches in all decades.” “Well, thanks to you, at least I'm one step closer to getting home," he commented. “Living still at home with your parents?” I asked. Daniel nodded. We kept on talking for a while. Daniel mentioned me he had just celebrated his 18th birthday with the slut of his girlfriend and now he was heading home from this bad vacation. “Would you hand me the water bottle from the back seat?” I asked him suddenly. “Sure” he replied and unfastened his seat belt trying to fetch my bottle from the seat behind. That way I could almost smell his ass cunt, and, as the seat of his jeans slid down, the upper reaches of his butt cheeks were clearly visible. Having retrieved the bottle,he turned around and gave me the water. “You’re thirsty?” I asked. He nodded but told me, that his bottle was in the backpack and that one was in the trunk. I suggested he look around, that there should be another bottle some where in the back seat. I knew there was one left, since I had spiked it with GHB. Again Daniel made his way to show me the moon. My cock was already bulging out dangerously. He opened the water bottle and didn’t seem to register that he didn’t hear the obvious ‘click’ from a sealed bottle. He swallowed a few sips and we continued talking casually. I started to drink from my water bottle again and animated Daniel to drink some more water too. After a while I realized, that Daniel was getting sleepy I slowed down the car speed. It appeared he had drunk about half of the bottle of spiked water. I wanted him to be conscious, but helpless. I hoped he didn’t drink too much. The open bottle in his hand dropped to his crotch and spilled on his jeans. I pulled over into an apparently little used parking lot and stopped the car. There were no other cars in sight. I grabbed the bottle out of the boy's crotch and asked him if he was okay. He wasn’t barely even able to open his eyes, but he saw the mess he produced. “Oh no…. I am sorry mate….. I am just so tired. I don’t know what…..” he mumbled. “No big deal” I replied and added, that it was only water. Still I told him I needed to dry the mess, since the water was already reaching his seat. He nodded solemnly, but didn’t reply and so I took a hand towel I had deliberately placed on the driving console, and wiped Daniel’s crotch, giving his dick a good groping. He moaned and tried to focus on me, but was not able to show great resistance. “Spread your legs, so I can reach the seat” I instructed him. He did, but I didn’t care about the seat. I was, however, very interested in the guy's crotch. It was time. I threw the towel aside and massaged Daniel’s dick unashamedly through his jeans and started opening his buttons. He moaned softly, but didn’t open his eyes anymore. “Got you,” I murmured as I turned back and re-started the engine. I wanted to reach the nearest possible abandoned place, and, as I knew the area very well, I already had a good spot in mind. I glanced at my drowsing new toy and thought ‘The Scorpion is about to sting again'.

When I was younger I used vaseline a few times and one time I mistakenly shoved 3 fingers coated with vicks vapours rub into my hole. It was a shock but I liked it so I scooped out some more and shoved 4 fingers knuckle deep and regretted it

So this chain is gettng a bit long. I feel its a good break point and will continue it under the title "Cumdump Daddy Getting Pozzed – Getting it Right this Time" Hope you enjoy as I further develop the differing story lines - Cuban Conversion, Doctor make sure I'm pozzed, Craig and me getting back together, and of course Jason, coming to visit. Hit me up with any topics you want to see incorporated.

Part 6 The ride to Steamworks was a blur. I saw buildings but didn't really notice them either. I was so horny. I needed anonymous raw tops to breed me. I needed another booTy bump. I needed to lose myself. I needed to give my fuckholes to anyone that wanted it. Before I knew it, the Uber stopped. I tipped the driver and headed in. There was a line to get in. I was worried that I might not get a room. When it was my turn, I was relieved that there were still rooms available. I got my key and towel and headed in. I wandered the halls looking for my room and was happy to see that it was busy. There were men of all different types walking around. Finally, I found my room and went in. I immediately stripped down to my jock and hit the poppers. I decided to hold off on the party favors for now and put them on the side table. I grabbed my poppers, lube, and key and headed out to explore. As I walked the halls, I could hear fucking and moaning coming from everywhere. I peeked into open rooms and found a lot of bottoms in breeding position. Outside one room, there was a crowd gathered. I stopped and looked. There was a bottom getting fucked by a top. The bottom was ass up head down and the top had a firm grip on his hips and was fucking him steadily. The bottom looked very young while the top was middle-aged. On the top's left shoulder was a biohazard symbol. As they continued to fuck, I looked and saw a condom wrapper on the floor. The top started to fuck harder then he pushed in hard. "I'm coming!" He held firm for a minute and pulled out. He was wearing the condom but it looked like it broke. He pulled it off. "Sorry slut. Looks like the condom broke. Looks like I came in you." The bottom spun around with a panicked look on his face. "Oh my god! How could the condom break? I only play safe! I am negative. Are you clean?" The top started to back away. "Don't worry, slut. I'm clean. Enjoy your first time at the bathhouse." The top backed out of the room. I presume he didn't want the bottom to see the biohazard symbol. As he got to the door, he quickly turned and walked away. As he got next to me, I spoke to the top. "Lucky bottom. Hope he welcomes your gift." The top gave me an evil smile. "I'm sure. I'll be around and ready to give more later if you want it too." "For sure, Sir. I would gladly welcome it." With that, he walked away. Another top had entered the bottom's room. I could see the condom on his cock. The bottom had calmed down and was back in position. I could see the top stroking his condom-covered cock. Just as he began to push into the boy's ass, I could see the top pull on the condom and I could see his cockhead break through. He slid into the boy's unsuspecting ass in one stroke. I smiled and walked away knowing the boy was going to have an amazing first night at the bathhouse. I continued through the halls and ended up in the shower area. There as a guy standing in the shower area without the water running. He was stroking his cock. I walked over to him and he turned to face me. I immediately knelt in front of him. He stepped forward and placed his cock in my face. I opened my mouth and took his hard cock in my mouth and started to suck. He put his hands on both sides of my head and started to fuck my face. After several thrusts, he pulled back a little but kept his cock head in my mouth. "Swallow my piss." I kept my mouth locked around his cock and felt him starting to pee. I swallowed as fast as I could as he continued to fill my mouth with his hot piss. Once he was done peeing, he backed away. "Thanks slut." He walked away. I got up and continued to explore. I walked the halls and checked out the various rooms. I entered the dark room and saw a bottom getting bred on the fuckbench. I watched a while and then continued to wander. Down one of the halls, I saw a rough looking guy standing against the wall. He saw me coming his way and I could see his eyes checking me out. I returned the gaze. He was about six feet tall, stocky with a nice combination of chubbiness and muscle on his tanned body. His hair was cropped short and he had tattoos on his arms and chest. He was wearing a towel around his waist. As I approached, I could see a bulge starting to grow which caused my heart to beat faster. I slowed down and stopped next to him. "Hello Sir" I croaked. "Hello boy. What are you looking for tonight?" "I am a sub bottom that is here to be used by any top that wants to use me." "Limits?" "No blood, scat, or condoms." "Works for me. Got a room?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Lead on." My heart was pounding as I tried to remember where my room was located. I found my way back to my room and anxiously opened the door. I stepped into the room and he followed behind me and closed the door. I immediately turned and knelt before him. He dropped the towel and his hard cock sprang up in front of my face. It was about 7 inches and moderately thick. I opened my mouth and moved closer and took his hard cock into my mouth. His cock felt like a molten rod as it moved over my tongue. I continued to go deeper on his cock until I began to feel like I needed to gag. I kept his cock in place and held back from gagging. He sensed my apprehension and put his hands on both sides of my head. He slowly pulled my head deeper on his cock. I relaxed and accepted his cock deeper until my mouth made it all the way down to his cock ring. He held my head still as his cock continued to grow and swell. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Get on the bed. Head down. Ass up." "Yes Sir." I turned around and climbed on the bed into position. I felt him come up behind me and felt his cock at my hole. He rubbed it through the crack and he pulled back a little. I heard the lube bottle get opened and heard his cock getting lubricated. I opened the poppers and took a deep inhale in each nostril and held it. "What do we have here? Party favors? Do you party, slut?" "Yes Sir. I sometimes do booTy bumps." I heard some rustling behind me and then felt his finger push into my fuckhole. "Good. Let's see how you do with the shard I just put in there." I started to feel that craving again. I needed to get bred. I felt his cock sliding through my crack and then it was at my entrance. I hit the poppers in each nostril again as he pushed his cock into me. I exhaled and moaned. His cock was the perfect length and girth. "Oh my god. Thank you, Sir." "You're welcome, slut. I love the feeling of your fuckhole. It seems like it really needs my cock." "It does, Sir." He started to slowly fuck me. It felt like electricity was shooting through my body as he hit my prostate with each stroke. "I don't see a biohazard tattoo on you anywhere, slut. Are you poz?" "Not the last time I was tested even though I have taken a lot of poz loads this week in my fertile fuckhole." "Not on prep?" "No Sir. Never been on prep." I felt his cock swell. He started to pick up the pace. "So you are a fertile sub party slut. I like that. We are going to have fun." He grabbed my hips firmly and started to pick up the pace. I moaned in total ecstasy as he continued to fuck me. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled my head back. He released my hair and grabbed my shoulders and fucked harder. Then, he let go of my shoulders and wrapped his hands around my throat. I smiled. "Yes Sir. Fuck me. Breed me. Knock me up." He tightened his hands around my throat and started to fuck even harder. I grabbed my poppers and held them under my nostril. I inhaled in my left nostril and he tightened his grip and cut off my oxygen. He started fucking harder. He started to slow down and relaxed his grip. I exhaled and immediately inhaled the poppers again. Again, he tightened his grip and cut off my oxygen again. Over and over, we repeated this process. I was getting higher each time I inhaled. Finally, he squeezed very tightly and slammed hard into me. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Then, he released his grip around my throat and I gasped for air. I took several breaths trying to catch my breath. "Thank you, Sir." "Thank you, slut. You are such a good fuckhole. I am definitely not done with you. Do you have a place where we can continue to play?" "Yes Sir. I am staying at a hotel." He pulled his softening cock out of me. "OK. Good. Get dressed. We are going to your place. Call and Uber and meet me outside." He opened the door and walked out. I ordered an Uber and struggled to get dressed. Once I was done, I headed down to the front desk and checked out. I walked outside to wait for the Uber. Within a few minutes, two men walked out and joined me. One was the man that just bred me and the other was the guy with the biohazard tattoo on his shoulder that was breeding the boy earlier. "Hey Joe. This is the bottom that I just bred. We're heading to his hotel to continue the party. Interested?" "I remember him. He was the guy that liked me stealthing that boy earlier. Hell yeah. I am interested." Moments later, the Uber arrived. We all climbed in and headed to my hotel.

Hasn't he stated that "I take no responsibility at all"? It doesn't seem to matter how badly the economy and market crashes, or how many people die as a result of his policies or the incompetence of his loyalists carrying it out, His Orange Hindness Queen Donnie the Dimwitted only gets credit, never any blame.

The door slid open and instant overwhelm filled my senses. The music pulsed and the party raged inside, I turned back to Griff. “Where are we, Griff?” I asked. “Welcome to the vortex, Tag. You’re gonna love it. He led me into the room and as soon as we were through the door it slid shut behind us, causing me to jump at the clang it made as it fully shut. I took in the scene before me. It was a wide open warehouse space that seemed to be a pop-up club of some kind. Everyone was writing around dancing or- wait. Were they dancing? Are they naked? I could swear I saw them- “Come with me.” Griff pulled me to a room off to a side before my eyes could fully adjust to the scene before me. We were now in what appeared to be a locker room. Griff brought me to a locker in the corner, 347. He undid the lock. I recognized Tom’s clothing inside. “What’s happening? Where’s Tom?” I asked, growing concerned. “He’s out there having fun, bud. Just like we will be in a minute. There’s a dress code here.Underwear or less only.” Griff said to me. I blinked at him unbelieving. “Is this a joke? Are you pranking me?” “No joke, Tag.” Griff said, stripping off his shirt and tossing it in the locker. He looked good. He- I shook the thought from my head. Then he held my gaze as he unzipped and took off his jeans, putting them in the locker next. He was not in a hot pink jockstrap. My eyes were transfixed by his package. “See, no joke- Underwear only.” “But- I’m not wearing anything to make me look sexy like you. Er- I mean, I’m just in plain boxer briefs.” “I got you covered, Tag. I knew you might not be aware of what went on here so I brought you these.” Griff said, holding out a black jockstrap. I felt my dick jump in my pants, what a traitor it was. I was still so confused about all of this. I thought this would just be like a college frat party or something; a keg, some girls, maybe some pot. Now I had no idea what to expect from here. Griff took my face in his hands and brought my head to his so our foreheads were touching. “Look, I know this may be out of your comfort zone but I promise you that you are going to love tonight. It’s going to open doors for you. IT’s going to change everything for all of us. Tom and I we’ve been having all kinds of new fun and I want you to be a part of it, but Tom thinks you too innocent and doesn’t want to corrupt you. Let’s show him you can handle it- That this was in you all along.” “What was in me?” I asked. Then Griff was kissing me, I was shocked for a moment, then had a moment where I considered pushging him off of me to tell him I was no fag but his kiss felt… right. So I surprised myself by giving in. By kissing him back. We kissed for a few minutes right there at the locker before we broke apart, sheepishly grinning at one another. “You’re gay?” “Fuck, who needs labels kid? If it feels good, it's for me. Are you gay?” I blushed and stammered. He was hitting close to truths I hadn’t confided in anyone yet, hadn’t even acted on yet. ”Don’t worry, Tag. Tonight is going to feel good. I got you. Whatever you are, gay bi, whatever. I love you man, always have. Do you trust me?” “Of course I do.” “Good boy.” Griff said before reaching for then pulling off my shirt, I raised my arms and let him. Then allowed him to unbutton and unzip my pants. I let them fall. He then reached out and felt my bulge in my boxer briefs. “Damn, Tag. You’re big.” I swallowed down before reaching out, with his free hand he brought my hand to his pink jock encased package. “You are too.” “Put these on, then drink this.” He instructed, pulling a bottle with some juice from the locker. “We gotta get out there. It’s gonna be a good night.” I did as I was told, the juice tasted like shit. “What is this?” I asked as I downed the mini bottle of it, he must have spiked it with booze. “It juice with a little something extra, you said you trust me, remember?” And I did. I smiled at the way he watched me put the black jockstrap on. I’d always held a secret attraction to griff and now here we were, it was like a fantasy come true. When I was done, he threw my stuff in the locker and shut it before drawing me to him for another kiss. “Let's go man, tonight begins right now” he turned me around, slapped my ass and pushed me towards the door. Out in the club I felt self-conscious in just my jockstrap and shoes but Griff took my hand and felt reassured. Taking in the scene fully now I noted there seemed to be no women here, only men. They were all dressed in underwear or fully naked. Some did move in syncopation with the music, dancing. However, some also gyrated against each other sexually, making out aggressively or rubbing hard cocks. My eyes bulged looking over and seeing a guy on his knees servicing an older gentleman in leather who gave me a nod when he caught my stare. In another corner in a sling a blindfolded and harnessed guy was taking a cock up his ass while also sucking off a second man. I looked at Griff, then smiled. “This place is insane.” “Right?! We’re like kids in a candy store. Let’s dance.” And Griff pulled me into the mad crush of bodies. There were probably about 35 people in total. As we danced, we made out. Our tongues clashed and my hands found purchase on Griff’s toned body. He ran his hand along my side before bringing them to rest on my ass and pulling me as close to him as he could get me. He whispered in my ear “Tonight, you’re mine. And whoever else you want. But I need to have you, okay?” I could feel a warmth spreading in me and just kissed him more. This was more than I could have wished for and it was happening! Like some fucked up, kinky version of Cinderella where a black jockstrap subbed in for a glass slipper. The warmth I was feeling made me hornier than I had ever felt and I wondered what had been in the juice Griff had given me, but I also didn’t care. I slipped my hand down the front of Griff’s pink jockstrap. He broke from our kiss and looked at me. “Well, well, well. Someone’s eager!” And wasn’t I just that. I wanted him. His cock pulsed against my hand and I rubbed my palm along it before wrapping my hand around its length. “I need it, Griff.” I yelled in his ear over the thrum of music. “I know baby boy, all in good time.” Then a hand landed on his shoulder and spun him away from me, pulling my hand out of his pouch. I whimpered but let him go. When I realized who had spun him around, alarm bells rang out in my hazy mind. Tom. Shit. “Griff, there you are. I was wondering where you’d gone off to. I got distracted by a sexy hole. What have you been up to?” My big brother, Tom, asked Griff. Griff, ever the diplomat, seized control of the situation and feigning dance spun Tom around so now Tom’s back was to me. They gyrated against each other a few feet away and continued a conversation I couldn’t really hear. I knew I was fucked if Tom saw me, and not in the way I wanted to be. He’d probably kick me out, make me wait in the car or something. Why couldn’t he see me the way I saw him? Over Tom’s shoulder Griff signaled to me to go away “I’ll find you.” he mouthed. “Have some fun”. So I did. Feeling warm and horny I ventured off into the club on my own. END OF PART 2 What trouble will Tag up to on his own? Find out in Part 3- coming soon!

Part 15 I awaken in the middle of the night and I’m a bit startled, feeling a wet warmth around my cock. Enjoying the pleasurable feeling on my penis, I remember Tom was planning on joining me when he got home. Glancing down, sure enough Tom is eagerly sucking my cock, which has already grown hard of its own volition. Glancing at the clock, it reads 3:30 AM. Perfect, I note, we can play for an hour or two and I will still get to work on time. Noticing I’m awake, Tom pulls off my cock and deeply kisses me. I can taste ass, cum, and the saltiness of his sweat on his upper lip. Clearly someone has been having a good time. I pull him into me, inhaling his essence as he breathes. I’m sucking in his exhalation and he mine, both of us depending on the other to fill our lungs. My cock is so fucking hard. Tom whispers into my ear that he’s taken three loads tonight and tells me he wants my seed in him. So far Tom has been the alpha dominate top with me. Even the night he used my cock as a masturbatory aide, he was still very much in complete control. So tonight, or this morning I guess, I readily respond to his invitation, sensing a shift as he’s wanting me to dominate him. I tell him I want to eat his ass and to get in position.. Tom lies face down, his knees bent, ass in the air with his legs spread wide for me. Looking at my target, I find his hole is slightly gaped. I lean in licking his recently fucked hole. As my tongue probes, I’m rewarded with a dollop of cum mixed ass juice. I continue probing tasting the ripe load. As I continue eating his fuck entrance, licking and boring my tongue inside his ass opens and is slowly dripping cum from his hole. Kneeling up and using the cum for lube, I add a load of spit, then straddle him and slowly enter his hole with my cock. He’s open enough, that I slide right in with any easy slide as I bottom out and my balls hit his ass. His fuck tunnel is wet and smooth, with just enough grip to remind me how much I do love fucking a guy. He demands that I recharge him and my pace quickens. I start pounding his hole, relishing the sensation. He’s groaning with each thrust. I’m rutting in heat as I pummel his hole. I quicken the pace, sweat now dripping from my face as I continue fucking him with abandon. My cock easily slides in and out of his ass. After a good ten minutes of continuously plowing his hole, I feel my balls contract and tell him it’s time for my toxic load to baste his canal. I ride the wave, slamming into him as my load quickly erupts into this stud’s ass. My cock pumps at least 7 times as my cum mixes with the cum already lining his back passage. As my cock slightly deflates, I pull out and collapse on my back. Abruptly, Tom’s attitude flips and the alpha male is back. He looks at me at and sternly commands I clean up the mess I just made. He squats over my face positioning his ass right at my mouth. I start to lick his hole, when he says, open your mouth fucker. As I do so, his ass puckers and a jet of cum squirts in my mouth. He pushes down and his asshole blooms open and more cum is released. I willingly swallow what I can, but a decent amount ends up on my face and chin. He instructs me to lick his ass clean. As I finish my tongue worship of his hole, Tom scoops up some cum from my faces and uses it to slicken my hole. Standing at the end of the bed, Tom pulls me by the legs and spreads my legs. He hawks up a load of spit and drools it onto my hole. Then, without mercy Tom rams his cock in me to the hilt. I scream at his quick entry and the force of his cock as it rips my ass wide open. He holds still for just a second as I take in a deep breath and willing my hole to relax. Tom, not really caring if I’m ready starts a strong steady fuck. I spread my legs further to make his job easier in claiming his prize. He’s soon increasing his rhythm, beginning to pummel my ass. I’m once again amazed at the stud’s depth of assault and energy. He’s pounding hits my prostate and forces through my second hole into the sigmoid colon. Tom is soon long dicking me as I moan in ecstasy as his assault continues. I’ve been turned into an orifice, a receptacle for his toxic load. I’m once again hard as a rock. Looking me in the eye, Tom’s pace slows a bit. He asks if I’m truly ready for the journey he wants to take me on. I tell him, I’m so fucking ready to anything he wants to do with me. With that, he leans into me, grabs my mouth and spits in my face. He accumulates a massive load of spittle and lets the slopper drool into my open mouth. He shoves several fingers in my mouth and rams them deep into my throat. Using his hand to fuck my throat, he causes me to struggle for breath. At the same time, pace of his fuck of my hole quickens. He pulls his hand out of my mouth, and I sputter, catching my breath. Tom’s hand slides down to my throat. You sure, he asks again. I breathe out a yes, dominate me, destroy my hole and make me yours. His grip tightens on my neck as the fuck intensity gets even stronger. I feel my face getting flush as I struggle for air. I squirm as his pounding is absolute. Tom slams into me with every ounce of strength he has. He is so deep inside me I feel completely full. He groans, clearly delivering a load up my ass. Just as I worry, I’m in trouble and getting dizzy, Tom releases the hold on my throat. Gasping for air I slowly recover. Tom, still hard, continues fucking me with a slow deliberate stroke. Clearly I’ve been leaking profusely with the huge amount of precum that coats my dick. His intensity increases and with just a few strokes, my cock erupts with an intensity of orgasm, I’ve rarely had on its own, hands free. I spasm as wave after wave of pure pleasure racks me to the core. My orgasm goes in a crescendo up and down my body, and I thrash with each successive wave. Riding the current, it takes a few minutes for me to regain my awareness of anything external to my own pleasure. My stomach is covered in ejaculate while Tom’s still inside me. He screams as he cums again from my ass clenching around his cock that my orgasm provided him. Tom slides his cock from my hole and falls back. Tom says, what the fuck, man; I’ve never seen anyone cum so hard and it overtake their entire body like that. I tell him only one other person has done that for me. He pulls me into a deep kiss. Lying atop me, I wrap my legs around his torso and arms around his neck as we deeply kiss and devour each other’s mouths. As we recover from our sex high, we fall back relaxing. Just then my alarm rings, meaning it’s time to face a new day. I rise to take a shower and as I’m walking across the room feel cum dripping down my leg. Getting in the shower, Tom joins me. We lather each other, cleaning each other off, reluctant to break the spell. Tom dries me off and tells me to get dressed, watching closely with a deep longing in his eyes. With a grin, he reminds me to be home before 7 as that’s when the guys will be here to look at the job. He comes and kisses me as I watch his naked form exit back outside towards the casita.

Chapter 3: The message was clear: "Ready for round two, slut?" His fingers danced over the screen, typing out a swift response. "Always," he replied, a smug grin tugging at his lips. The memory of their last encounter still fresh in his mind, a thrill shot through him at the thought of pushing even further. The weeks of anticipation had only stoked the flames of his desire. Every time he saw a public restroom, every time he felt his asshole clench involuntarily at the thought of being filled and used, he knew he had to have more. The Snapchats had been a tease, a series of fleeting images that only served to fuel his craving for the painful pleasure that awaited him. He knew that this time would be different, that the anonymity of the public bathroom was a mere precursor to the depravity that awaited him in the privacy of his home. A week off work, the house to himself and fiancé working in the office. The day arrived with a sense of urgency, the minutes ticking by with painful slowness as he counted down to their rendezvous. His stomach fluttered with excitement and nerves as aussieanon pulled into the driveway, parking up. —— I opened the door revealing an apartment filled of photos of the fucktoy’s fiancé with their family. Inside, my new found fuck toy was waiting; blindfolded… took him long enough to get this place free. Blindfolded, like I asked him. Perfect. I announced by present through the door, “you ready”. I could smell the leather and musk the stupid slut had been sniffing beforehand. I walked in, he was taking a hit hit that filled fucktoy’s nostrils as I pushed him onto the bed, I pulled out my phone; the sound of a camera shutter clicking in the background. He didn’t know what was coming next, the sharp slap of my hand across his face without ceremony, the promise of his limits being stretched to their breaking point. The anticipation was a sweet torment, a symphony of lust and fear playing out in his mind. The bed dipped as Aussieanon's straddled fucktoy’s waist, the heat from his body a perfect balance with the head rush from the poppers. He felt the man's coarse fingers prodding at his slicked-up asshole, testing his readiness. "You're going to take it all, aren't you, slut?" the top growled, his voice thick with desire. Fucktoy nodded, his throat dry, unable to form words. The jock was removed with a pop, as he braced himself for the inevitable. The thought of the man's cock pushing inside was overwhelming, the pain quickly giving way to a deep, intense pleasure that made his toes curl. But that wasn’t going to happen just yet. Aussieanon flipped him round, lie on your back with your head at the edge of the bed, I’m going to use your throat and get you open. His cock slapped out, fucktoy couldn’t see a thing other than the shadow and cock suddenly slapped across his face. “Open”.

Definitely drink the whole bowl

I think Daddy would want to see it drunk down, not missing a single drop.