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Part 2 of 2: The rap at the door downstair pulled me from my dream. It was insistent and persistent. I dragged myself from bed.- looking to the clock- It was only 10am. Way too early to open the bar and I hadn't been expecting anyone. In just my navy blue briefs and more than a little annoyed, I pulled the door open. "What?" "Are you Simon Berg?" I looked at him blankly. This twink of a boy looked oddly familiar. Couldn't have been more than 20. Striking brown eyes and sandy hair. Where did I know him from? "Yes, I'm Simon. Though it Berg-Dennison. No one has called me Berg in years. My Husband, Well late husband, Link- Our names were joined. Anyway..." I quickly rushed off the end of the sentence as the usual emotions started to rise anytime I talked about link. The Boy simply nodded slowly. We stood in awkward silence as I noticed him drink in my body, I felt a little exposed now in just my briefs However, he seemed to appreciate it, so I smirked hopeful as to where this could lead. He shook himself as if chastising himself for looking at me like that before saying the thing that shocked me and took me back 25 years: "My name is Matthew Trask...The 4th." * *25 Years Earlier:* It was another rainy night in our small town and things at the bar were busy as they could be. I sighed in happiness as I threw the trash in the dumpster. You know life is good when even the shitty tasks bring you joy. Leaving Matthew Trask the 3rd and coming back to link had been the best thing for me. Link and I made love every night, not in the dopey mechanical way that was reserved for once a week sex with Matthew. No, this was wild, piggy, ParTy sex. We fucked and ravaged each other rewriting the language of our bodies as we understood it- finding new levels of pleasure and joy. Inviting others in, going out to bath houses and clubs in nearby cities. Truly living life to the fullest. I turned to go back into the bar as the rain fell on me but a man stood in my path, a man who looked at me with a broken smile before running to me and taking me in his strong, steady arms. The arms I was supposed to marry into. Matthew. "Matthew? What are you doing here?" I asked pushing him off me. "I need you back Simon. I want you." "Matthew.... I'm sorry. But I've moved on. I'm happy here. Please, let me go." And with that I began to walk past him back towards the bar which thrummed and hummed with noises of a good time, no one aware of the magnitude of the conversation happening just outside it's walls. Matthew called after me: "Then give me one night, Simon. You owe me that." That stopped me in my tracks, still faced away from him. I could here him move closer as he spoke until he was whispering forcefully at my ear: "Give me one night with you and your whore. Show me what I couldn't be for you. Introduce me to the world of sweaty, wild, piggy sex that stole you away from me and a proper life." I couldn't believe what he was asking of me, couldn't believe the press of my traitorous cock in my pants. I slowly turned to him, calling his bluff: "And then you'll go?" "And then I'll go." I stared into his eyes for a moment. they were cold and blank, unreadable. I nodded once. "Come in, I'll fix you a drink. Bar's still open for another hour. Then the real fun can begin." * *Present Day* I tidied nervously. as the boy sat at my kitchen table. I had thrown on sweats and a tank top. What the hell was he doing here? How much did he know? Why was he here? I finally joined him at the table. "Well, Matthew. What brings you here?" "Did you know about me? That I exist?" He blurted. "I- uh, yes. I knew your father married a woman and had a son that carried on the family name. After that though- I'd lost touch with him. I haven't seen him since... ** A memory flash of plunging Matthew the 3rd's first slam into him and watching the handsome and composed man unravel into a ball of need and want. He'd always been a top but now he was begging Link and me for our cocks which we happily supplied. ** "Since... " I cleared my throat. "Let's just say it's been awhile." Matthew the 4th looked at me as if assessing me. "So you aren't fucking him still?" "Fucking him? No, God no- I haven't seen him in 25 years." The younger man's face fell "What's going on Matthew?" "Don't call me that, that's his name. Call me Matty." "You're father would hate when I called him that." "I know. That's why I like it." He said with a smirk. Interesting, I thought. "I came out to my parent's recently. I knew they'd be find with it, knew dad was bi. I found out hes been fucking a guy on the side for years- he doesn't know I know. I... Didn't know if it might be you. Had to check. When I came out. After, he pulled me aside and gave me your name and this address and said "I want you to go her and tell Simon to teach my son how to be gay the right way." Do you know what that means? I was shocked. Did my ex really send his twinky young son here for me to initiate into the ways of PNP party sex? Did Matthew the 3rd really regret his life choices that much? I considered this for a long moment, looking the boy over. "Do you want this? Do you know what he wants for you?" "Not fully- " He stood up and removed his shirt "But I think it must involve sex, me and you." He next lowered his pants leaving him standing in a black jockstrap. This beautiful, 20 year old twink stood before me asking me for sex. "Simon, I like older guys. I like that whatever we do here will proably make my father mad. Especially because he expects me to come back. I have no intention of going back to that cage. So- please, teach me. Teach me everything. Free me from my cage." I was up an naked within seconds, kissing him just second later and we were on our way to some very piggy sex. He was everything I'd been missing and nothing like his father. He opened up to my cock and took me in his warm hole and then let me administer his very first slam. As he rushed I could feel the boy contract on my cock, giving me all kinds of pleasure. I thought back to the night with his father ** After we'd fucked him and filled him with our loads he was still begging for more. So we put him on the floor and pissed all over him. Link and I grinned at each other as we degraded this once respectable man of note. He was insatiable and wanted more. More cock, more hold. more than we could provide. So he hopped in his car naked and drove away. We shook our heads and watched him drive away. That was the last time I ever saw him. ** Matty was fucking me. He'd been with me 6 months and was helping me run the bar. I would never replace my Link but Matty was a welcome new chapter. When Matthew the third found out Matty planned to stay with, that we were lovers- he was furious. That hadn't been what he wanted for his boy. He swore he'd come down there and get him himself. Matty told him to do it, but warned him. If you come here- "You know what happens here. It'll change all of our relationships forever. Only come if you never want to go back to you white picket fence life, Daddy." "I made it out last time" Matthew the third said defiantly. "Yes, but have you been happy since?" Matty asked, "Really dad, I want to know? Are you happy playing gold and playing house while fucking some guy on the side and thinking about this world of piggy sex to get off? I think this time between the cock of the man who got away and your son's hole. you'd never leave." Matthew the third fell silent for a long moment except for his heavy breathing. "Enjoy your life, I won't be bothering you." And so me and Matty did enjoy our life. Free from cages. Free from Matthew Trask the 3rd

Raw is law

I got my last load about a hour ago. This short chubby 18yo to hit my up on sniffies asking if he could fuck me and if it would be ok if i wore a blindfold. I told he i would but only he fucked me bareback. He quickly agreed and i told him my address and the he can just walk in the front door and id be the in my sling just inside the door way blindfolded, lubed up and ready for him to pound his load into me. And boy did he hahaha. He stepped in the house and before i could hear the door latch he was balls deep and and thrusting hard , fast and with zero rhythm for about a minute and then a super fucking loud sound that i would describe somewhere between a moan and a screech. I stupidly asked his he was ok and just like my best friend in in college he pulled his dick out said he wasn't gay and ran out the door. Bit of an odd experience but he did blow a big load inside me so that's all that matters i guess. Hope you enjoyed reading about my last load i got. Now the hunt for a bottom to fuck begins. Oinks & Boinks Mac PS sorry I for any spelling or grammar issues

As someone who's written other types of fiction, pressure from the audience caused me to end the story prematurely with no real solution because I got overwhelmed. There was an ending but to this day I think of how I could have done it better if people weren't pressuring me to have it done quickly. I'd rather @Jaygusher update when HE'S satisfied with the chapter than push something out that isn't what he wants the story to be.

I met my Nephew at the ABS. I followed him in a room and I seeded him. Sex is Sex at the ABS.

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.

Spoiler alert: the Fucking Skank is me! 🤣 Went cruising to Armley Mills in Leeds once again, riding there on ym bike on a warm spring afternoon. I’d heard from a couple of comments on Squirt.org’s entry for the place that the last couple of afternoons had been busy, so off I went. And oh my god, I think this afternoon I excelled myself. Holy fucking shit I am a fucking skank! Short version – two loads in my ass, two loads in my mouth and something special! Guy #1: The action started almost as soon as I turned up. I got shirtless, and a very hot mixed-race guy wandered by, smoking weed. Mid 20s, good looking, would’ve been sexy lithe if he wasn’t wearing a hoodie. Anyway I followed him to a secluded area where he asked me what I was into – “I just wanna make you cum, man” was my reply – and he whipped out an enormous cock with a pronounced head. Well of course I started sucking it, but at one point I stopped and asked if he wanted to fuck me. He pulled out a condom, but I stopped him. Told him I’m bareback only. It’s fine I’ll keeping sucking you and make you cum that way. Don’t know if it was frustration or something else, but he immediately started to skullfuck me. Properly with one hand on the back of my head and one on the back of my neck so no escape from his thrusts into my throat. I gagged repeatedly but did not try to stop him. This went on for about five minutes. Tears in my eyes at this point when he suddenly pulls out. “Damn, I’m not gonna cum this way.” And so I blurt out, very quickly: “Just fuck me bare man, I’ll make you cum in two minutes, I swear.” Spoken through streams of precum and spit falling from my faggot mouth. He’s been playing with my hole occasionally while he skullfucks, and this seems to tip him over. Wordlessly he spins me round – there is only a quick moment for me to lube up with spit and precum before he shoves into me. True to form, he is not gentle. I am his fucking cock sleeve to cum in, nothing more. Awesome. His girthy 9+ inch cock is too big to be comfortable in my ass. It hurts but I know my place: breathe deep, open up as he’s fucking me. And sure enough, I keep my promise. He unloads a hot load into me, fucks it in there very briefly then pulls out, pulls his trackies up and relights his joint before wandering off. Of course I’m the one who says thank you. Guy #2: I walk away from this encounter straight – flying into a steady jizzjoy – into the gaze of a guy who I think might have seen something of what I just did. Anyway I follow him deeper into the woods, where he gets his cock out and gets me to suck it. He’s not into fucking. He’s black, somewhat chubby and his cock isn’t that big but my mouth is always willing to make a man cum, and so I do here. I should say the jizzjoy hits here, and for various reasons remains throughout the afternoon, as I keep doing things to top up that thrill. Anyway… As I’m working Guy#2’s cock, guy #3 walks up. Guy #2 might have invited him over and he gets his cock out and stands next to Guy #2 to watch. Now I guess I could suck both at the same time, but I am a diligent faggot. Once I’m working on one guy’s cock I want to bring him to completion before sucking another. So I pull down my shorts and offer Guy #3 my freshly fucked ass, tell him its lubed up already, or he can wait til I’ve brought Guy #2 off. He’s not into fucking either so he opts to wait. In time Guy #2 cums down my throat – a fairly normal blow job tbh – and walks off, and I immediately get to work on… Guy #3: Middle-aged white guy, nice 7inch cock, feels good roving across my tongue and hitting the back of my throat. At one point I think he cums, but he tells me he is a very heavy pre-cummer. He’s not kidding. I stop for a bit cos I’ve got cramp in my jaw from sucking, and take to jerking him off for a bit. He precums a massive wad into my hand, so I swap hands and wipe the precum across my body. I love it 😉 Well long story short on this one he doesn’t cum. He takes over wanking himself off and tells me he takes ages to cum. I start to recognise a fellow edger and gooner so I tell him so. This gets him harder and hornier again so I kneel down and take his cock in my mouth again for another big precum wad, but I think he’s up for the long haul. Starting to sweat in the heat, he stops, we chat for a bit, then he opts to take a break out by one of the tables in the park area. Guy #4: I’m barely done there, when guy #4 rocks up. He’s seen the tail end of the action with guy #3 I think, saw my naked ass from afar I think too – not sure, I was busy – anyway, he tells me outright he wants to fuck me, but am I into piss? Yeah I am, I say, but only as a sub. He whips his cock out – it is not hard at all – and there is a bit of a long silence… until I ask: you gonna piss? Yeah. Want me to drink it? Yeah. And so that’s what happens, in the middle of a sunny spring afternoon in Leeds. I get down on my knees. He slides his soft cock into my willing mouth, I close my lips around the shaft and he starts to piss into my mouth. It. Is. Fucking Amazing. I wait for my mouth to fill up completely and start to swallow. And all I can think is: holy fucking shit, boy, you are fucking deranged today! More piss fills my mouth, and down it goes in big swallowing gulps. That warm, salty, sour, sharp, pissy taste fills me up. I get about five full mouthfuls down me before he pulls out, asks if I want him to piss on my body, I say yeah and he does a final small spurt across my chest, shakes his wet pissy cock at me, and puts it back in his trousers. I stand up, bone hard, pull my cock out to jack off hard, so horny from my piss-soaked dirty mouth, tongue hanging out, muttering “fuck yeah thanks man” when he turns tail and walks off. “Might fuck ya later” Something tells me he just wanted to piss down my throat. I’m fucking good with that. By now I fucking stink of sweat, piss, precum and cum I’m sure. And I’ve not even been there an hour. Guy #5: There is a bit of a hiatus, so I take a break by a seat at the top of the park when Guy#5 appears, older, maybe mid-50s. I follow him into the forest, and once again it is no-nonsense. My bike goes against the nearby railings. Cock comes out, goes straight into my mouth as I immediately kneel down. As I suck, he says: show me your ass. I pull down my shorts for him, arch my back and get hopeful. Sounds promising. His cock is about six inches, and as he pulls out of my mouth, he just says “yeah, want that”, so I walk over to my bike by the railings, drop my shorts completely and present my ass. He grabs my hips – I love it when men grip my hips right before the fuck – and puts into me. Like I said earlier, I’m already lubed up. He works himself quickly to a crescendo, and I am praying the prayer of faggot cumdumps everywhere – cum in me cum in me cum in me 😉 Whereupon he abruptly pulls out of me and before I realise what’s going on, he shoots his load into the fucking trees. What the fucking actual fucking fuck?! I stand up. He looks at me, smiles, says thanks, and cleans himself up. “Should’ve cum inside me, man” I say ruefully, watching the cum drip from his fingers. I’d wait for him to fuck off so I can lap it up off the branches or something but I am too disappointed. Oh well, at least I made him cum I guess… Guy #6: All of this is witnessed by Guy #6, who smiles, tells me he only has about ten minutes before he has to go back to work. “Ok” I say “what can I do to make you cum? Wanna fuck me, cos I can’t believe it but that guy just pulled out of me to shoot for fucks sake” Guy #6 laughs, tells me he doesn’t fuck when cruising, so I get down on my faggot knees to blow him. This guy is also a bit chunky, white guy, early 40s maybe, but he smiles down at me as I work his 7 to 8 inch cock. Hiss rhythm isn’t so much skullfuck as glide steadily from lips to back of my throat and back to lips, a guiding hand on the top of my head. I gag several times during this process but do not stop. I look up and give him a wink, he smiles as if to say ‘good boy’. After about three or four minutes of this, he shoots into my mouth and throat, and I blink back more tears in my eyes cos I think my stupid mouth is just about knackered with all this sucking. But another load down my throat is all good. I swallow it to join the previous cum and that guy’s piss. Fuck yeah. Guy #7: I’m about done, and there’s another hiatus, so I think maybe to get going and cycle home, when BRRRRRP comes a Grindr message. I check it out and it’s a guy who lives about a kilometre away from the cruising area. I’ve been fucked by him before, and he never disappoints. Mid 20s, tattooed, sexy as fuck, but he doesn’t think of himself that way. I do. Anytime he taps me up, I don’t care if I’m shattered or if I’ve been used by multiple men – which today, I am now both – I will cycle up to the top of that fucking hill to give him my ass. Sometimes he wants a quick fuck, sometimes he wants to take his time. I am at his service. Today it’s a quickie. I race up that hill: “I’m here”, door opened, bike brought in, up to the bedroom, both get naked and I start to kiss his beautiful lithe tattooed body. I tell him not to kiss me cos I’ve been cruising and it’s been used, but after a few minutes he grabs me while I’m worshipping his body and kisses me. I add sweet minty chewing gum and his spit to the mix of flavours in my dirty skank of a mouth. He pulls out some poppers and takes a hit as I start to work his cock with my mouth, but he’s up for fucking and loading me. He never disappoints. Points to the bed, and I -ever the good sub – present my ass to him in the most inviting way I can. In he goes, straight away going for piston fuck, because he’s totally focussed on using my ass to get off and cum in. At your service. He’s actually a really friendly guy, not dominating at all, yet he also means business. He knows why he has invited me over. The fuck lasts for about ten minutes, and I really enjoy his eight incher pushing deep into me, using Guy #1’s cum as his lube. He cums hard in me once he hits his rhythm, and my fag btm circuits kick in to reach round and grab his ass to pull him into me. I squeeze myself inside to milk his cock, a move which makes his legs buckle, and we both laugh. He pulls out, and we chat for a bit. I once again tell him he is fucking gorgeous, but he just tells me he wishes other guys would see it. Such a shame. Well, the reason I’m invited over is done, so exit flat, bye maybe see you again, door closed, ride home, flying with jizzjoy. The last load in my ass was two and a half hours ago. I’ve still got those two loads in my ass – they’ll be staying overnight for full absorption – and, as I’ve been writing this. I can still taste a skanky mixture of cum, precum, sweat, mint gum, and a total stranger’s piss in my dirty fucking mouth. Fuck me, I have been a total Fucking Skank today. I am deranged and I fucking love it!

Right now I'm sitting first thing in the morning with two loads of total strangers' cum in my ass that's been there for nearly 16 hours now. So yeah, I go for total absorption. The first few hours after being fucked and bred can be a bit of a challenge because gravity wants to allow the cum to escape. But I have excellent pelvic floor control, and stop this from happening. When I get home (or hotel etc) from a fuckdate, cruising or sauna trip, the first thing I do is lie face down for 30mins with a pillow under my upper legs, arching my back slightly, to give the cum a downwards gradient deeper into me. That usually stops any further bids for freedom, and I get somerelaxc time thinking about how, once again, I've been used by men. I love it. I will also sleep face down, and sometimes in my post-fuck relax time I fall asleep anyway. But sometimes I'm wired. Why do I absorb it? I love the feeling of that cum sitting iside my body, his DNA and cum fragments slipping past my walls, into my bloodstream, his swimmers exploring my whole body and getting into my brain to gently fuck me up just a little bit more each time. I swear, my body and brain must contain the DNA and cum fragments of thousands of men by now. I love it, and I believe that each one isn't just sitting with me for the rest of my life, but exerting subtle control, like increasing my recklessness with sex, or gently pushing me towards a place where I am always horny, always up for it, always willing to risk something so that a man or multiple men can use my body to get off and cum. I can feel the two guys' cum in my ass right now already starting to slip into me, and add their voice to that control. I truly believe this, even though, at the same time, I recognise... it's probably fucking insane. I truly believe it.

I need to breed your pink pussy slut .

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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 had to go from pa to nj by myself. It was about 1 am and stopped at a rest stop to rest a little. I was up for almost 18 hours. Looking around I got curious. I opened sniffies and saw a couple of guys there. I hit one up and got asked if I wanted some head. I said yes told him where i was parked and car got in the back seat and waited. I saw a tall white guy walking around and saw my car and walked over. I opend my door and said hi as he got in. I was at a spot dark and far from the building. He wasted no time undid my pants as i pushed them off and got the best blowjob ever in my back seat! He sucked me dry then pulled the rest of my pants off and sucked my balls. Told me to turn around to see my ass then in no time rimmed my ass for sometime. He wanted me to fuck him but I wasn't into him i just told him I was a bottom only. He was a little pissed and got out and walked away. Now I got a surprise! As he left me and there was a guy watching us all that time. As I was pulling my pants up and he appeared open the door and pulled my leggs. I was about to fight him then he said i heard your say your a bottom. Confused I said yea and he started to pull my pants off saying I saw that ass of yours from the windows and I want it. He rolled me over pulled me out so my leggs were touching the ground as he dropped his pants and climbed on me. Heard him spit a few times and felt hisbhead at my hole then shoved his cock in. He was brutal with the choking and pounding I couldn't move much by the way he held me and my neck. He pounded me for some time kept pulling my hips up to get in deep. I definitely was enjoying this! He started to growl as he was about to blow his load then layed on me for a little. He got up and pulled his pants up. I rolled over to put my clothes back on as he said thanks have a good night. I chuckled and said thanks

Part 8 I was in the clouds but calm at the same time. Joe pulled out of me and the two of them began kissing. I tried to watch but was floating in the clouds. I heard a buzzing sound and they broke off their kiss. James looked at his phone. "Looks like he is here." James typed on his phone and went back to kissing Joe. A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. James got up and walked to the door. I heard it open and then close. "Thanks for inviting me. What do we have here?" I heard clothes hitting the floor. "Our soon-to-be newest brotherhood member. He's taken several of our toxic loads and just got a blood slam." "Good. We gotta make sure it takes." I felt the bed shift and felt hands moving over my body. Then, I saw him above me. His face was older and gaunt. He was staring down at me. His gaze was intense. "These two sluts are part of my line. I'm always excited to add another slut." He bent down and started kissing me. His tongue darted into my mouth. The heat from his mouth and tongue were overwhelming. He grabbed the back of my hair and pulled back. Our mouths broke our kiss and he stared intently into my eyes. He moved up. I saw his chest tattoo. He had a giant scorpion that covered his entire chest. The stinger had six droplets next to it. He moved his chest closer. "Kiss the scorpion. Don't miss the stinger. We will be adding another droplet after tonight." I started kissing his chest. The need to please him overcame me. I kissed the entire length of his stinger and then kissed each droplet. Then, I kissed the empty space where a new droplet would be added. He pulled back and moved up again. His cock was inches away from my face. His cock was long and looked angry and his balls hung very low. "Suck my deathstick." He moved his cock closer. I opened my mouth and he pushed the tip of his cock in. I closed my mouth and began to lick and suck the head. I was immediately rewarded with some precum. It was salty and felt like boiling liquid. "Yeah slut. Savor my death juice before my cock goes into your throat." I ran my tongue through the slit trying to get every drop of his precious precum. I was rewarded with moans. He started to push his cock further in my throat. I ran the tongue around the underside of his cock and he continued to push. I fought back the urge to gag and accepted him into my throat. His cock wasn't overly long or thick but it was perfect size for my mouth and throat. He pulled back slightly and then pushed back into my throat. He put his hands on both sides of my head and started to slowly fuck my mouth. "Enough of the pregame. Time for the main act." With that, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved his body between my legs. I looked up and saw James and Joe on both sides of my head. They were looking down at me and smiling. Poppers were put under my left nostril. I inhaled deeply, held a few seconds and exhaled. It was immediately moved to my right nostril. I inhaled and held again. It was moved back to my left nostril. I exhaled and immediately inhaled and held it. At that moment, I felt his cock push firmly into my well-used fuckhole until he was completely in me. His cock felt like a molten steel rod in my ass. I exhaled. He held still for a moment, pulled about halfway out, and then pushed in again. Again, he for a moment and then started to slowly fuck me. He grabbed each of my ankles and held them on his shoulders. He took long slow strokes. I was enjoying the raw cock fucking me. Above me, James and Joe were kissing each other. I looked back at my raw breeder and saw his intense gaze on me. He looked like he knew what he wanted and was intent on taking it. His strokes began to speed up. "I have a seven day toxic load saved up for you, slut. There is no escape for you and nothing you can do from getting my death seed." He continued to speed up. His strokes became shorter and more desperate. "Here comes my death seed." He slammed into me and held still. I could feel each spurt of his cum hitting deep inside me. It feel like boiling liquid inside me. At that moment, I felt it. My limp cock began to cum. "Uhhhhhhhhh. Thank you, Sir." "Ooooh. Look at that. I think he enjoyed getting my toxic load." He reached inside my jock and scooped up some of my useless load. He stuck it in my open mouth and I licked his fingers clean. James immediately bent down and kissed me. More cum was scooped up and rubbed on each of my nipples. James withdrew from kissing me and started sucking one of my nipples as Joe sucked the other. I closed my eyes in ecstasy. I felt my breeder's cock start to pulsate inside me. It had only softened slightly and now it was getting hard again. Instead of fucking me, he pulled out. James and Joe had stopped sucking me. I was disappointed. I looked down to see what happened. James handed something to my breeder but I could tell what it was. Then I felt something going into my ass. It was rough. I felt it scraping inside me. It was uncomfortable. Then it stopped. He held it up. It was a toothbrush. The bristles were pink. "Look at that my poz sons. Perfect color." He dropped the brush and he immediately shoved his hard cock back in me. It hurt. "Poz him, my poz father. Poz him Aaron." With that, my breeder grabbed my ankles, pulled them together and held them firmly. He started fucking hard. Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap. His heavy balls were slapping against me as he drove his deathstick hard into me. "Look at all that red on my cock. It's inevitable." I was starting to come out of the clouds as the assault continued without mercy. I was enjoying this. A smile came across my face. I was where I was meant to be. Becoming a poz cumdump. "Looks at that sons. He is happy to be part of our family." I was overwhelmed with euphoria and gratitude. "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sirs for bringing me into your family." "mmmm. Here comes your final initiation." With that, he slammed into me. Spurt. My limp cock came as the first spurt hit deep inside me. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. My cock kept cumming with each spurt. "Oh yeah. He's cumming and milking my deathseed out of me." He released my ankles and bent in and started to aggressively kiss me. I returned the kiss. He pulled back. "Open your mouth." I opened my mouth. All three leaned over me and spit into my open mouth. "Swallow." I closed my mouth, smiled, and swallowed. "Such a good slut. Now is the time to give him another blood slam and continue the pozzing party."

SPIT ROASTED BY BBC AND BWC Not exactly my last load, but my most memorable of late. Finally getting a chance to tell everyone about it. Been flirting around with a pair of tops on A4A and finally took them up on their invitation to come join them in a little fun. Got there and was met at the door by a mature white gent in a bathrobe who insisted I call him “Daddy”, who led me down stairs to a room with a king size bed. In the middle of the bed was a beautiful, naked black man stroking a long and thick BBC. He said to me, “Bitch, stop staring, get out of your fucking clothes, and starts sucking this big cock.” He certainly did not have to tell me twice. Well, I was sucking his dick, Daddy had to go out of his robe and climbed into bed next to us. His dick was not quite as long, but even thicker. I did not get a good look at it at first, because the other guy kept grabbing my head and pushing it down on his BBC. Between choking and gasping for air, and drooling all over the place, he would yank me up by the hair, and yell at me, “How you like choking on your Master’s big cock, bitch?” But before I could answer, he would shove my head down his cock again. This went on for a while, but finally, he pulled my head up by my hair again, and told me it was time for me to suck off Daddy. I honestly had a difficult time with getting Daddy’s cock down my throat. Damn, that monster with thick. But while I was sucking off that beautiful BWC, Master spread my ass cheeks apart, and gave me a thorough rimming. All the well, Daddy kept feeding me his dick and telling me that I was a “good boy”. After Master got me all nice and wet, he pulled me back to the end of the bed, put his dick head against my hole, and then shoved it in all the way without any other warning. He then grabbed onto my hips and pounded my whole like a jackhammer. All the well, he kept calling me his “bitch” and “white slut”. Screaming at me to keep “sucking Daddy’s cock” when ever I lifted up my head. I’m not sure how long Master fucked me, but I was in total ecstasy. But eventually, all good things come to an end, and grabbed my hips in a death grip, shoved his beautiful BBC all the way up to the hilt, and with a growl, shot a massive load up my ass. After he finally stopped coming, Master pulled his cock out and switched places with Daddy, ordering me to clean them up. Daddy shoved his thick cock in, and even after that sound pounding by Master, his girth was so wide I yelled in pain. Master just shoved my head down on his cock, and told me to shut up. Daddy fucked me pretty hard too, but not quite so long before he shot his load. Master pulled my head up again by the hair, told me to turn around and clean up Daddy’s cock, which I happily did. Afterwards, they both laid down on either side of me, caressing and kissing me, telling me that I was a “good slut”. Eventually, Master told me to get dressed to go home. Daddy put on his robe and walk me to the door. Before I left, he gave me a big kiss and hug, and exchanged phone numbers, telling me that they expected me back in a few days for more fun. After I got home, I saw a text from Daddy to let me know that next time I might have a second BBC that I would have to take care of. Hope it’s soon.

It's been a few years since I last wrote a wild story and my husband thinks I should publish some of them. These stories are taken from mostly real life experiences with a touch of creative license. I love hot wild kinky sex but I love it with heart and connection. I am in my mid 60's. I am 6;1 190 pounds and in pretty good shape. Salt and pepper hair and short beard. Lightly hairy chest and almost 8 inches cut. I often pass for early 50's and that's good because that's the age of my husband of 10 years. We actually have been together for 10 years and married for 5. I keep a tight grip on the partying and we keep it to about 4 times a year. Been down the road of excessive use and not going there again. It's also a treat to do it and it's much more intense. my husband is 5'10 175 and solid dark brown Asian American with a hot bubble butt and 7.5 cut cock, he is in hid mid 50's and HOT. We are both versatile and when not partying sorta flip fuck each other. I am more top but who keeps score! It had been almost a year since we had a wild weekend and we were overdue. On the occasion of our 5th wedding anniversary my husband surprised me with a weekend getaway to a seaside resort near the ocean. It was not very busy being off season but he had plans. He said he had secured some really good meth and had brought all the supplies necessary for a while weekend. He told me to bring all my toys and leather. We drove a couple of hours north of the Bay Area and arrived at a beautiful town nestled in hills and trees right on the water. It was cold and but crisp and clear. Husband knew the owners of the B&B and had wanted to visit for some time. We walked into the lobby which was a simple check in area and out comes Ricky, a tall lean BEAUTIFUL young man in his mid 20's. He was dark skinned native and latino mix. Striking facial features with a beautiful jawline, gorgeous big brown eyes and a prominent nose that all were framed my shoulder length thick dark brown hair. I am not one to chase after young men but this guy took my breath away. I noticed he nice bubble ass and he looked respectable in the front of his pants. I shook my head a couple of times and said to myself knock it off he's a kid. He was soft spoken and neither feminine or masculine but had this beautiful androgynous energy. FUCKING HOT. We went to our room which was a lovely open suite with a large king size bed with a nice head board. I immediately thought of being restrained there and my husband looked at me and said I think of everything. There was a gas fireplace and a large screen TV over the fireplace and a big sectional couch that faced the bed with a built in ottoman attached. We sat down and started to kiss and make out and I thank him for setting things up. He pulled out a big baggy of bright white shards of crystal and pulled out a pipe and said let's try this shit out. We planned to go downstairs and grab a light bite at the restaurant bar in the B&B. I took a big hit and immediately shot gunned it with my husband and damn was it good. Before I could say anything we were naked and making out. We hit the bong 3 or 4 times and it felt so good. We sucked each other for a while and he said off to the showers with you young man and get cleaned up and out. I got plans for that hot ass of yours later. So off I went to the shower with a couple of my favorite dildos to assist in the clean out process. I love to fuck myself to know I have achieved total cleanliness. We dressed and decided to head downstairs for a quick bite. We both had a glass of Prosecco to celebrate and there was Ricky serving us as bother host and server. I could see him now in full view and I couldn't take my eyes off of him. Tall lean and defined. Bubble butt and he looked full in his crotch. He was a little flirty without being overbearing. The place was empty for another couple sitting along the wall. A handsome bi-racial couple in their mid to late 30's. The black guy was about 6'2 and 200 pounds with a light beard and very handsome. His partner was the same height and leaner with red hair and a short beard. Nice lean and muscular body. I teased my husband as he had a fetish for red heads. I said wow that's our two favorite types together. Coincidence ??? I wasn't very hungry so we had some chicken wings and I think I ate two. We finished and paid up and went back upstairs. Ricky said please let him know if we needed anything and I just smiled and said good night. We got back to our room and immediately got naked and my husband said he is going to draw up a couple of rigs for us, why don't you relax and get the leather and toys out. I put on my harness and got the kinky stuff out that he knew I wanted. My collar and leash, wrist and ankle restraints and we used some rope to attach to the head board to make restraints. He knew I wanted to be tie-up and legs pulled back and work my hole real good. It had been a while. We put on some hot interracial group sex porn that was really hot. We did a few hits off the bong and make out. It was time for the first round and I laid back and attached the hooks to my ankles and brought my legs back exposing my hole which was propped up on a pillow. My husband handed me a tie and he took one for himself and said he wanted to watch me slam myself. So I tied off and took the rig and found a great vein in my arm, inserted the needle and got a great full register. I looked at my husband and said, "it's show time and pressed down on the plunger watching all the red and clear liquid flow into my arm. I removed the tie and pulled out the needle and FUCK I felt the meth move into my chest and I let out a huge cough. It had been so long and it was so fucking intense. The rush went through my body to my cock and then circled around my asshole with a huge wave of pleasure and heat. My husband lubed up my hole and started to finger me as I was flying. I was pulling on my nipples and cock and I want my ass plowed. He lubed up my favorite dildo, a 10 inch black panhandler with a handle at the end and started to slide it into my hot hole. I was on fire. It was sliding in with a little effort as my hole was tight. Once in he took my hand and placed it on the handle and said go for it hunny. I started to work that thick dildo into my hole with a slow and steady hand. fuck it felt good. Husband took a hit off the bong and shotgunned me and that made my head spin even more. He kissed me deeply and said you enjoy yourself here I have to use the bathroom real quickly. He took a double hook and hooked my wrists together so I could only reach my asshole and cock. I was alone on the bed spread out legs tied back and huge dildo in my hole watching some hot white hunk in a sling getting pounded by a hot hung black guy. I heard the door to the unit open up and I couldn't see as it was behind me but I heard Ricky say I have the extra towels you wanted. He couldn't see me from the door but caught a glimpse of the porn on the TV and walked into the main room and looked right at me and smiled and said nothing. He set the towels down on the dresser and come over to the bed and squatted down and in the sexiest voice I had ever heard he said now this is a hot surprise. He started rubbing my chest and tweaked my nipples. He said you are flying aren't you? and all could do was nod in agreement. I was a bit shocked. He saw the bong on the nightstand and took and picked it up. " May I" he asked. I nodded and he took a huge hit and came closer and shot gunned me. He started to make out with me and I moaned loudly. He was so hot. He broke away and said, I guess your approve and I barely eeked out oh hell yes. He took off his shirt revealing a beautiful dark, smooth and muscled chest with cut abs. Ricky reached down and unhooked my wrist restraints so I could reach up and touch his beautiful body. I shivered at the smooth satiny feel of his skin and my cock stirred even in its limp crystal dick state. Ricky reached down and started to kiss me deeply and he would come up for air and look at me and smile and said your husband was so right about how hot and nasty you look all tied up. I want to fuck you so badly right now. He stood up and unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pushed them down revealing a thick dark brown uncut cock semi hard that was at least 8 inches soft. I felt a rush of horniness run through me as his body and cock were so beautiful. He was now totally naked and he come onto the bed straddling my chest kneeling on either side of my chest offering me this beautiful cock at my lips. Open your mouth he commanded in a soft but commanding manner. He reached his large hand with long beautiful fingers under my head to support and guide my head onto his cock as he pushed it into my mouth. He let out a moan and said oh yes, suck my cock daddy. I was so fucking horny for his cock I opened my mouth and throat and took him almost half way down and he immediately responded by swelling in both girth and length. He would swell to well over 9 inches by the time he was fully erect. I t was then that my husband came out of the bathroom and joined us. He walked in and came over to Ricky and they locked lips and started to make out. Once they broke their embrace my husband said, was I right ? and Ricky said oh hell yes, He's fucking hot. I am about to fuck his hot ass. My husband said, let me get ready I want to be flying when you do it. He grabbed a rig and tied off and laid down next to me and I watched him find a vein, register and plunge the hot juice into his veins. He coughed and grabbed his cock and looked at Ricky and said Fuck him hard while I watch. Husband grabbed a big dildo and shoved it up his right cunt and watched as Ricky pulled out of my mouth and took the bong and took 3 really deep hits which he shot gunned with me. He got between my legs and pulled out the dildo which left me feeling so empty but not for long. He was shaking and very horned up. He lined up his cock and let the head push into my wet hole. He looked me straight iin the eyes with a much more stern look than I had scene before and said tell me what you want. I begged him for fuck me deep and hard and with that he push his fat long cock slowly into my hole all the way to the balls. Husband reach over with his mouth and started to kiss me and that turned Ricky on so much he started to pump his enormous cock in and out of my cunt moaning loudly. An animal energy took over and this sweet boyish looking man became more aggressive and verbal telling me he had my ass under his command and he was going to use me hard. My husband chimed in and said fuck me hard, he loves it and so do I. I was lost in ecstasy over the deep hard fucking by this young hot stud. He fucked me for over 10 minutes before I heard his breathing deepen and he said we was going to come. He increased his tempo and thrusting to hard deep pounding and I begged him to breed me. He let out a big moan and I could feel him dumping his hot cum into my fuck hole. He collapsed on top of me sweating and panting. My husband was still fucking his hole with intensity over the intense fucking of my hole. Ricky pulled out and I motioned for him to come forward and let me suck him clean. I love doing that as it makes me feel so piggy and I love the taste of a freshly erupted cock and my own ass juices. My husband said to Ricky once you have recovered I am next. I was that big beautiful cock in my hole too. Ricky asked if we had viagra and I said yes and better. We also have Trimix and his eyes got big and yes oh hell yes, I love that stuff. He knew how to administer the shot into his dick to resurrect it to even thicker and harder. He removed my ankle restraints so I could rest my back and I moved back on the bed and let me husband take my place on the bed so I was watch the ass fucking. I took out another thicker dildo and slid it into my freshly fucked hole and fucked it with Ricky's huge load in there. My husband was flying and begging Ricky to use him hard. Their energy got very hot and intense Ricky became much more dominant with him and even gave him a couple of firm smacks on his ass. It turned him into a very submissive little pig. Ricky pulled him up onto all fours with his ass facing me and grabbed his hair and shoved his cock into his mouth. and commanded him to suck his cock. He reached back and slapped his ass a few more times and my husband was moaning intensely. Ricky reached out and grabbed my leash and pulled me foward and said eat his ass and get it ready for me to fuck it. I did as I was told and I love eating my husband's ass. Ricky spun him around and took hold of his hips and without much prep shoved his cock deep into my husband's ass. He let out a loud yelled and Ricky shoved his head onto my cock and said suck it bitch. I was startled at the change in his demeanor but it was hot and my cock loved the attention. Ricky commenced a fucking that was hot , nasty and intense. He looked over at me with the same stern intensity and said I was to see that big dildo fucking that used cunt of yours. I replied Yes sir and he said, good boy and I fucking melted. The age difference and the power exchange was so extreme. As the fucking was well on its way I heard a noise coming from the room adjacent to us and I had not noticed that we were in a room that had a door that was shareable. Before I could register what was happening the shared door opened and standing there totally naked were the couple from downstairs. the black and white couple. HOT and sexy and hung. Both were sporting hot leather harnesses and the black guy was over 9 inches hard, the red head was 8 inches and thick like a beer can. My husband took a break from sucking and looked me straight in the eyes and said Happy Anniversary my love! My head began to spin from the surge of adrenaline. I went to move off the bed just As Ricky announced he was about to blast another load into my husband's ass, all I could think of was having those cocks in my mouth first and then ass. I knew the red head would be my husband's favorite and I'd have to share. The two guys from the adjacent room were Eric the read head and Brad the black stud. As I moved the dildo came out and I went to get up and slid completely off the bed and onto the floor with a thud. There was a collective inhalation that was audile. After a second of being stunned, total embarrassment set in at my ungraceful move. I started to laugh and it moved to near hysterical laughter and the mood in the room from raw sex to concern and then everyone broke into laughter once they realized I was ok. My husband rushed over to make sure I was ok and I had 4 hot and sexy men lifting me back onto the bed as I laughed my head off. The mood shifted to a light hearted mood and Brad and Eric began to rub and massage my body. It turned very sensual as fingers and mouths started contacting my body everywhere. Ricky broke the moment with a funny observation when he held up my dildo and said, " I think you are missing something"! Brad grabbed it and said oh I got this and applied some lube and gently and firmly inserted it into my asshole and I moaned and said Yes, fuck me. He pushed my legs apart and laid on top of me and had his knee between my legs and used his knee to keep the dildo into my hole. He looked and me and said hello handsome and planted his lips on mine and began an intense and passionate kiss with lots of tongue. Meanwhile, he knee was pushing the dildo into my hole and applying just enough pressure to force the dildo all the way in. My husband was near my head and leaned over and took Erics fat cock into his mouth and started sucking him almost right over my head. I could feel Brad's thick long cock rubbing against my belly and while the dildo fucking was hot I wanted real cock. I pushed up on Brad and broke the kiss and said I want you to fuck my ass. He smiled and said oh definitely but you must suck it first and he pulled on my leash and winked and me and said remember who is in charge here and I shivered and responded of YES SIR. He pulled me up and stood kneeling in front of me and guided his cock into my mouth. He was not forcing it into me which I appreciated as it was quite thick. Ricky was watching and stroking his cock in recovery mode and held up my ankle restraints and said, " these are a waste just laying here and Brad shifted his energy into dominate mode and pushed me back towards the middle of the bed and he and Ricky attached the restraints and Brad sat back and took in the view. Ricky offered his experience that my ass was HOT TO FUCK. My husband untangled from Eric and said wait we must enhance his experience and walk over to the nightstand and open the drawer and opened our bag of Tina and pulled out a nice medium size shard and came over and without any warning shoved it into my hole and held it there as the burn began. I let out a gasp and started to gyrate on his finger. He said yes, that' my slutty husband fuck that finger, to which I replied, I need cock in my cunt now. Brad come around and smacked my ass and said, beg me to fuck you whore. And I began to moan and babble as the shard was big enough to make me fly. He smacked my ass again and said tell me whore and he saw my dick respond with the smacking of my ass. He was now kneeling above me with his dick so close to my hole and I blurted out please fucking plow my hole. He spit on his cock and lined up the head and started to shove it in my hole and I was pushing my ass onto his cock and he would pull back teasing my hole. Eric came over and got behind my husband in a total body hug and my husband reached back and they started to make out. Ricky laid down next to me and played with my nipples. I looked over and Eric was pushing his fat cock into my husband's ass and fucking him. That position didn't last long as Eric pushed him onto his belly with his face next to mine and got on top of him to fuck him. I could watch Brads enormous cock begin to pound my hole and look over at my husband taking this huge white cock framed in red pubic hair driving into his hole. We started to make out which drove everyone wild. It didn't take long before Brad and Eric were breathing hard and signally they were ready to shoot their loads. I looked Brad in the eyes and said please breed me and he rammed his cock to the hilt and let out a loud yell and I could feel his cum bursting in my fucked hole. I looked over at my husband and Eric and Eric raised up his back and he yelled out here is cums baby. Everyone collapsed into a heap of sweat and cum. Ricky looked at me and said, my turn as Brad pulled out of my fresh fucked hole. He didn't give me any time to adjust but he knew I was still flying from the booty bump. He shoved his cock all the way in and held it and motioned for Brad to pass him the bong and lighter. He lit the bong and took a long hit and I think he intended to shot gun me when Brad intercepted and took the hit. they traded two deep hits back and forth and let it move into a hot kissing session. Brad was kneeling along side of me and flipped over me facing Ricky and lowered his cock into my mouth, still oozing cum from his eruption. I nursed on his cock and watched the hot make out session as Ricky increased his fucking tempo. Brad pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved his beautiful round smooth ass over my face and spread his cheeks and commanded that I eat his ass. FUCK YES, it's one of my favorite things to do and his ass was smooth and sweaty and sweet. I dove my tongue deep and strong into his man hole and I could have stayed there for a long time. He grabbed my ankles and resumed the deep kissing with Ricky as he plowed my ass deep and hard. Brad would let go of one of my ankles to apply a firm smack on my ass and that just spurred Ricky on even more. Brad would command Ricky to fuck this whore's ass hard, smack smack smack. That was all it took and Ricky exploded yet another load in me. He had been smoking enough that his cum acted as a small booty bump my hole became even more hungry. Ricky pulled his cock out and grabbed a butt plug and shoved it in to keep his load in me. To his extreme delight he discovered all my butt plugs are also remote vibrators. He got this grin on his face likke a kid in a toy store. Brad unhooked my ankle restraints and removed them as well. Ricky pulled me up by my collar and leash and said come on daddy come over to the couch and lay with me and let's watch you hubby get tag teamed. The thought and sound of it made my dick string to life. As I was getting up Brad stopped me before I left the bed and motioned to my collar and leash and said, "May I ?" in a action of removing it. I think it's time for your husband to get more dick, at least more of mine! Ricky set up the couch with towels and laid back and had me lay in between his legs and wrapped his warm smooth body around me. He had brought a few dildos for a bit later but was intrigued by the remote control for the butt plug in my hole. He started playing around with the settings and wham I felt the first jolt of vibration in my hole. There are few things as intense for me as my man cunt being vibrated. It's one of my favorite solo play toys. It just sends me into an intense play of pleasure and Ricky say it and it turned him on big time. He became verbal in a hot and sensuous way pressing his cock against my back and moving his hands all over my chest and playing with my semi limp cock. He would change the speed on the butt plug and I would arch my back and let my head drop onto his shoulders and close my eyes and just wallow in the intense pleasure in my man cunt. He kissed me a few times and said let's watch the show in front of us it's very hot. My husband decided he needed an extra boost and took out a rig he had already prepared. He was on his back with his legs spread and pulled back with ankle restraints. Brad had put on the collar and leash, not something I had seen him wear very often. Eric was on his knees next to him assisting with the slam. Hubby tied off and found a vein and I watched him go from horny to flying with the trademark cough and the intense desire to be fucked and used. Eric took hold of the leash and pulled up his head and placed a pillow behind it and then offered him his semi hard cock in his mouth to muffle his incoherent babbling. Meanwhile, Brad took his position between his legs pointing his rock hard big cock straight for my husband's asshole. So fucking hot. He pressed the head in and I heard a lot of moaning and husband pulled off Eric's hot and exclaimed, "please fuck me, please breed my fuck hole! I need it hard and deep!" with that Brad sunk the entire length of his cock into his already fucked hole. The verbal exchanged between Brad and husband was just hot and nasty. Every now and then Eric would shove his cock into husband's mouth and say shut up and suck me. I was stoking my cock watching my own real live porn show. Ricky said time to change out and he reached around and pulled out the butt plug and told me to insert any of the big dildos he brought over. I went back to my 10" man handler. Ricky would hold me and have me rock on the dildo and fuck myself while watching, offering sexy and nasty verbal commentary. The boys decided to change things up and unhooked the restraints and got my husband on all fours and began a spit roast of back and forth changing which one was fucking and getting sucked. I watched as Ricky held me from behind and rocking my body on my dildo, pushing my body weight onto the dildo and feeling it going all the way to the base. I could see Brads big black cock pounding away on my husband's hole in and out and stretching him out. Eric would swap places and his cock while not as long was thicker. My husband was delirious as the tag teaming of his ass was relentless with a touch of sensuality. Eric would grab his face and draw him into a kiss and that was so fucking hot. I know my husband was in heaven looking that hot red head in the eyes and face. As all this was cumming ( yeah I went there) to a head I hear the door to our room open and in walks a fucking adonis. This brown GORGOUS 6'4 200 pound hunk was wearing a black leather jacket, black jeans and a dark green sweat shirt. He was a lot of legs that were thick at the thighs with a bubble butt that reminded me of my favorite saying, " as long as I have a face, you have a place to sit!". It was Ricky's husband Carlos! he was mixed black and latino. I almost had a heart attack from the surprise and shock of how handsome he was. He walked in with this half smirk of a grin and came over to Ricky and planted a big deer kiss on him right above my head. He broke his kiss and looked down at me as said, " Hello, I am Carlos!" I couldn't speak right away and responded, Frank here! He took off his jacket and his sweat shirt was a lightweight hoodie that outlined his buff and hunky thick body. He motioned to the bong and said, "May I?". Of course make yourself at home. He lip the bong and melted the Tina and began a slow long hit and expelled a Tina cloud that momentary blocked my view. As this was happening I could hear Brad start to yell that he was getting close and about to breed my husband's hole. I peaked around to watch and Brad let out a deep howl as he pounded in his load. Eric was right behind him literally as he pulled out Eric went in for the win. Moments later he let out a deep guttural sound and planted his seed into my husband's well fucked bussy! Carlos grinned with delight and said looks like I got here just in time. He took off his shirt revealing and stunning smooth chest with a nice abs and big arms. Clearly he spent a lot of time in the gym. A bit intimidating to say that least. He came over to the couch and sat next to me and looked at the dildo in my hole and smiled and said that if fucking hot and nasty. He took the end of the dildo and started to work the dildo into my hole. Ricky pulled my hands and arms back and pinned them to my side. I dropped my head back and started to buck my hips to me his thrusts. Carlos asked Ricky if he had fucked me and he said oh hell yes and it's a fine hole to fuck. Carlos expressed eagerness to join the party and partying. He got up kicked off his shoes pulled off his white socks and dropped his jeans revealing a massive thigh brown uncut cock. Over 9 inches soft and 6 inches round SOFT. He shook it a little and it was starting to grow. He looked at me and said it's over 10 inches fully erect, I hope you can take it. Ricky said, don't worry he will and pulled my legs apart exposing my hole with a big dildo shoved to the hilt. Carlos looked over at the night stand and noticed a couple of rigs already prepared and asked Ricky if he minded if he slammed as it had been a really long time. Ricky said, not a problem at all, we should get his hunky daddy all fucked up so you can split his nasty cunt in two. The dirty talk was making my cock stir and Carlos said, that won't last long as he played with my Tina dick. The activity on the bed had subsided and my husband, Eric and Brad were all leaning against the headboard cuddled together like they were about to watch a movie. I snickered at them and said ya'll are just missing the popcorn. To which my husband responded with removing the collar and leash and handing it to Carlos and said, " this belongs to him oh and don't forget these, to which he took off the ankle restraints. Carlos picked them up with a sinister laugh and said oh this is so sweet. It's been a while since I used a pussy boy all tied up. And this was is a hot daddy pussy boys and his dick got hard and it was almost scary in it's girth and length. Carlos came over and attached my collar and pulled me in for a hot deep kiss which was so fucking hot he had beautiful thick lips and his tongue was full and luscious. He stopped kissing me and offered me his cock which was almost too thick to suck. I mostly got the head in and maybe two or three inches, I have taken big cock before but I was getting worried that this was too big. But I was going to pass up the chance to take it all. Carlos and Ricky used some leftover rope I had in my bag to secure my ankles back and around my back. Ricky came back and acted as my brace as I leaned against him. They scooped me down so my ass was more exposed. Ricky helped tie off my arm and I watched as Carlos tied off his arm, which looked so hot as his had big arms with rope veins which are a HUGE turn on for me. He said wait before you insert I want to have my cock head in your hole. He lubed up really well and started to push in his fat cock and it was thick and with some effort it popped into my hole and it felt like I was being stretched. He used plenty of lube and that made it slip a little I tried rocking on it a bit and it felt fucking amazing. He looked down and me and said, " OK handsome it's show time!" We both found fat veins and inserted and the needles and drew back a good flash. On the count of three we slam he said. One, Two, Three and we both pushed the contents of the syringe into our arms. I pulled out took off the tie and felt this intensity stronger than before. I coughed and Carlos said, Oh my FUCKING GOD as he coughed and grabbed his nipples and looked and me and I said, OH FUCK ME PLEASE SIR. And without a word his face became serious and he pushed his cock all the way in slowly but firmly and It felt fucking insane. Ricky leaned in and said, you are about to have your man pussy abused and I was lost in flight for a few minutes. All I could say was fuck fuck fuck. It went past my prostate and hit places I didn't even know I had. Ricky hit the bong and sucked down a big hit and came up to my mouth and forced it into my lungs and then held his hand over my mouth and pinched my nose so I couldn't release it right away. When he released it Carlos let loose and started to fuck the shit out of me. I was lost in the feeling of getting pounded like a virgin. His cock went past the second ring of my cunt and I never felt this intensity before. He fucked me like that for a good 10 minutes and had to catch his breath. everyone from the bed got up and walked over and started caressing Carlos and my husband said, "let's move him to the bed"! Carlos pulled out and grabbed a dildo and shoved it into my hole and with that all 5 guys came around me and lifted me off the couch and onto the bed. My ankle restraints were reattached and they all laid around me on all sides and Carlos came into the middle of the bed, lifted my legs and said. " ready for the fuck of your lift and I said, PLEASE pound and breed my pussy. He pulled out the dildo and this time he just shoved his cock all the way in and I felt it spams with good pain and pleasure. He then commenced for plow me with the intensity of a wild bull. I lost all sense of time as I was so immersed in the sensation of his cock battering my hole. The next thing I remember was Carlos babbling about cumming and me pleading with him for his load. He exploded inside of me with such force I could feel every pulse of his cum and his load was so big it was leaking out of my hole. He collapsed on top of me and we both were drenched with cum and sweat. I had cum without touching myself, something I hadn't done in years! My legs were released from the restraints and there we all laid together a group of sexy naked and spent men. We all feel asleep intertwined with each other for a few hours. We woke up to the sound of rain and wind. Ricky had gotten up and went downstairs and brought up coffee, juice and fresh fruit and some muffins. We all sat around and tried to hydrate bask in the adventures of the night. Everyone showered and it was time for some rest. Eric and Brad had over stayed their hours and said it was a pleasure doing pleasure with us. They were a couple who were also escorts and they said this adventure was one for the record books. We kissed and hugged and we thanked them for being so hot and gracious. Ricky and Carlos waited and then took their leave with the same level of affection and fun the others had expressed. When everyone was gone we got into bed and curled up with each other and fell asleep know we had given each other a hot fantasy that we would remember forever. There is another part but I am exhausted and let me know if you want more@. xoxoxox

rimming with loads of hot sleazy verbal about ff and some WS as foreplay and then fucking. once the load is in, they can paw it out, if you're not fully satisfied?

It's the same pressure that impatient guys apply when having sex so they can move on to the next fuck. I find a better experience is to let things happen at their natural rate.

I never push it out - but if it oozes out it makes me feel even more slutty! 😈💦

The world will be a sadder place without you in BZ! 😔

Good man, a good btm always keeps a tops sperm in his hole.

I always absorb. if I get several loads I push in in a Butt Plug so none runs out.

100% agree!!! It is the fuckin best!! Cannot agree more with everything you said bro....random loads going balls deep in my ass is heaven!

Just keeping limber

I think we all understand your situation but putting pression on him is not a solution, he’s free to do whatever he wants. Being stalking all his activities on the forum and calling him out for not writing as Fast as you want could simply make him lose his interest in writing this story and I think that this is not what you want. So let him make it on his own terms. (and I’m telling all this things being myself impatient for the suite of this masterpiece but if I have to wait I’ll be waiting).

I’m letting a young Japanese friend stay at my place for two months till he returns to Japan when his 1 year visa expires. I met him through Grindr 10 months ago within a day of him arriving in the country. Within 24 hours he’d bred me three times so I’ve been pleased to have him as a fuck buddy over the year. He was 24 years old when I met him, shy and with limited English and I felt a kind of fatherly concern for him and helped him to find a place to live and a job and helped him to enjoy himself in a strange land. It has been great to see him grow in confidence, improve his English and find friends and a succession of boyfriends. It is sad to see his time coming to an end. In these final weeks we’re sharing a bed again which is nice. He has what he calls a boyfriend but I’d characterise more as a friend with benefits, so he slips off to him occasionally, can’t really call him a fuckbuddy as I understand they don’t fuck). He struggles to take my BWC so I only get to top him occasionally (I wish he’d let me teach him to take a thick cock more willingly, it would be a handy skill to return to Japan with) and I mainly suck and rim him then let him fuck me. He’s bred me a couple times in last few days.

Finally found a hosting top in Leiden who was free when I am AND ok with breeding raw. His pictures did not do him justice and definitely sexiest beefiest guy who ever priveledged me with his DNA. He was Moroccan and had a beefy 8 inch cock and he knew where to hit my a-spot. I never get hard while getting fucked and for the first time I squirted cum out of my still flaccid cock, absolutely mind-blowing feeling. He pounded my hole in all sorts of positions, guiding me through out his apartment to bend over here there and everywhere. Finally he got me on my back and had my legs up on his shoulders and he announced he was going to flood me. Felt so good to have my hole used for its purpose. Still absorbing his DNA now.

I know many have said it, but this story is so hot! I'd love to be in Will's position, especially at that seedy club.

"fucking nice tight cunt" my mate Anton grinned as he plowed his fat cock in and out of the boys bum "where did you find him?", I smirked as the boy gagged a little on my dick "he's the fucking pizza delivery boy", Anton laughed grabbing the boys hips and gave him a few nice hard pumps, the boy slobbered and sucked I got a nice lump of tina handing it to Anton who pulled his dick out the boys arse and roughly pushed the bump deep into the ginger boys pussy "boy you is so going to get so fucked tonight" Anton growled. I pulled my cock out of the boys mouth and slapped him round the face with it, " on the bed boy" he scrambled off of his knees and onto the bed, "on your knees and spread your legs white boy" I rubbed my fat cock up and down his arse crack, his tweaked boi pussy lips were puckering as if to give my cock head a kiss as I lined my dick up and pushed "oh daddy" he groaned as my large mushroom head popped through his swollen arse lips and his cunt literally sucked my dick deep into him "oh yeah good boy" I whispered as I gently started to fuck him stretching and tugging his boihole out as my dick pushed in and out of his arse, Anton was by now on the bed grabbing the boy by his ginger hair and shoving his cock into the boys mouth. I enjoyed slow long dicking his arse as I listened to him groaning and slobbering on Anton's dick, gradually I started to fuck a bit harder, thrusting my cock deep into him as I held onto his bubble hard hard, "fuck man what a boy!" I turned my head to see another mate Johnson casually standing in the doorway, I ground my cock deep into the boys arse and winked at Johnson "pipes on the side", Johnson grinned "fuck yeah" as he started to strip, Anton was thrusting his dick in and out of the boys mouth as Johnson blew some clouds and stepped up beside me watching my cock fuck in and out of the ginger boys pussy, "Jesus man that's hot" as he pulled on his own big cock watching as my cock spasmed and jerked casually dumping the second load of the night deep into the boys arse. i stayed in the boy, fucking him enjoying the feeling of my load sloshing round my cock in his hole as Anton groaned and spunked in the boys mouth "that's it boy fucking swallow that load", i pulled my cock out of the boys hole and smirked at the dribble of my spunk that followed it, Johnson caught the cum that had dribbled out and rubbed it round the boys hole "fuck look at the boys hole leak daddy cum" i grinned "two loads of poz babymakers in his pussy", Johnson slipped two fingers into the boy making the boy groan "you want more dick and poz cum boy?" as he twisted his fingers in the boys hole making him squirm and cry out "yes Daddy fuck me oh please fuck me" Johnson laughed "happy to oblige you fucking whore" flipping the boy over onto his back and spreading his legs, the boys eyes were glazed over and full of lust as he watched the big black bulking form climb between his pale white spread legs, Johnson stroked his cock as Anton grabbed one of the boys legs and I the other lifting them and placing them over Johnsons wide shoulders, the boys eyes widened when he saw Johnson's massive black meat aiming for his boi pussy, Johnson spat on the boys face and slid into the sluts hole with one shove, the boy screamed 'oh fuck god!!" as Johnsons big dick filled him up "you'll never forget this night boy" he grunted as he started to dick the boy good and hard.

this is the story of how i became a bottom bitch for the city's best BBC escort PART 1 His name was Tom. We met right after he moved here, he wasn't in the trade at the time. young, actually; he was 19 and I was 23. I was a tall, thin, hung, vers guy at the time. 6'4" 190, with a very thick 8" uncut cock that got a lot of attention. Of course, I suspected his black dick was even bigger. Our first few meetings were just awkward casual stuff, making out here and there, nothing serious. That changed though, one night, when he invited me over to his new apartment. I didn't really know what to expect, but given how hot he was, I was never going to turn him down. Black guys in my town were very rare, and he was 6'1", 200lb, built and packing a 9" uncut thick piece I'd only begun to play with. I knew I wanted him, I just didn't know how badly. At any rate, he told me to head to his place that night, and I obeyed. When I got there, he was chilling on his couch, smoking a joint and watching some bareback porn. I immediately noticed the glass pipe and a small bag of crystal on his table; i'd done the stuff only once before, and I ended up getting raped all night by a guy I'd never seen again - but it was one of the best nights of my life, all the same. I sat down next to him. "You smoke t?" he asked, caressing my thigh. "Done it before, never smoked it though." "You'll like it." he said, as he reached for the pipe and lit it. He took a huge toke, winked at me, and tugged at my shirt. I exhaled as I fell into him, and we kissed gently as he blew the smoke back into my lungs. "See? Have some more." He passed me the pipe, and torched the chamber for me, as I sucked it back, several times more. I sat back, as he did the same. All of a sudden, my body was buzzing; my ass was tingling; my cock shriveled into my balls. As he finished toking, I took off my shirt. "That's better. Make yourself comfortable." He put down the pipe on the table, and sat back down on the couch. All of a sudden, I noticed that his cock was hanging out of the top of his sweatpants, half hard and drooling from the tip. I couldn't stop staring at it. I was transfixed - it was so big, so beautiful, a real man's dick, and I wanted it. Bad. "You like that big black dick, don't you? Why don't you show me how much you like it?" He grabbed my wrist, and drew my hand right onto his dribbling, half-hard member. I grabbed on like my life depended on it and started stroking it. "Show me how much you like that dick, boy." I fell off the couch to my knees, and started sucking on his dick. I couldn't wait to see it erect, it was already huge in my hand, i knew it would be choking my throat in no time. "Yeah, suck that dick, show me how bad you want it." His dick was still semi-hard so I could take it to his balls, but with every stroke it was stiffening, and hitting the back of my throat. "Look at me while you suck my dick." I realized I'd basically tuned out, eyes closed. I looked up. His eyes were locked on mine. It was a completely different person than I'd known before we smoked up. He stroked through my hair, and then grabbed it firmly. "Look at me while you suck my dick," he told me, staring right at me. "I promise," I babbled between strokes, unable to resist. I kept going down on him, eyes locked on his - and his cock just kept getting bigger, and bigger - i couldn't take it anymore. "Good boy. I love watching those sweet white lips on my nigger meat." He pulled me up by my hair and kissed me. "Those lips on my cock head, that's what really gets me off. It's so sensitive - I want you to work that head for me, okay babe?" I nodded, and he pushed me right back down into his crotch. As I engulfed his cockhead with my lips, he kept stroking through my hair and staring right into my eyes. With every moan his cock got harder and harder, until it was an enormous 9" wrist-thick piece of big black meat. "Look how hard you got me, boy. What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" He pulled me up by my hair again, and reached around to finger my hole. I moaned. "What do you want me to do with this nigger meat?" he repeated. "I want you..." I whispered. My grip tightened around his now rock-hard, 9x7 uncut member. "WHAT?" "I want you." I said, a little louder. "You want me to WHAT, boy?" "I want you to fuck me." "You want me to fuck this little white hole do you?" he asked as his finger slipped inside me, and I groaned. "Yeah, it looks like you want some nigger meat in this white boy hole of yours." A second finger pushed its way in. "You want me to fuck this white boy pussy?" His fingers were pushing deeper and deeper, and I was losing control. "Tell me." He pulled out completely. "What do you want?" "I want you tu fuck my white boy pussy." I said, surprising even myself. He rubbed the fingers he'd pulled out of my ass against my lips. "Get on the bed and spread your legs, I want to eat that hole before I fuck it." He slapped my ass and pushed me off the couch in the diretion of the bedroom. Obviously, I didn't need any further encouragement - all I could think about was his throbbling, droooling, massive cock. I basically leapt onto the bed into the doggy position, legs spread wide. "That is a nice ass you have there, boy. Now you hold still." He grabbed my ass cheeks and groped them, then spread them, and started licking my hole. I lost my mind immediately; the combination of the foreplay and the tina send me completely over the edge. The more he ate my hole the more I needed him, as his tongue drove deeper and deeper into me. It was the most overwhelming rimming I'd ever received. It didn't last long, as he could clearly sense how hungry I was. "That is some nice white boy butt you have there, boy," he whispered in my ear, as he slipped his thumb back into my asshole. "Are you going to let me fuck it?" "Yes, please, please fuck my white boy hole!" I nearly shouted, as his thumb rubbed against my prostate, and my shrunken cock dribbled precum. He added another two fingers to his assault of my ass, pushing deeper, making me moan louder and louder. Then, with three fingers up my ass, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me back towards him, sitting me up on the bed. "I will. First, smoke a little more, okay?" He wiggled his fingers inside of me as he stared into my eyes. Then with his spare hand he picked up the pipe from the bedside and passed it to me along with a lighter. "I want to see you take three big tokes, and then I'll fuck this white boy pussy." He thumbed my prostate again and I groaned. I held the pipe as he lit the torch. One. Two. Three. He stared at me through every one, massaging my ass with his fingers. There was no escape. With every breath I was losing control more and more. "Good boy. Hold still, I need some too..." he pulled his hand out of my ass, and the feeling of emptiness was overwhelming. "Oh no please don't-" I squealed. "You want to get fucked, don't you? Now shut up and spread your hole again while I get ready to fuck you." He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up and kissed me, and then threw me back down onto the bed. "On your knees again, I want to see that hole," he demanded, as he lit the freshly-loaded pipe. I got back up into the doggy position, with my legs spread again. Now that my ass was lubed and fingered it was cold as hell, as well as tingling with hunger to be filled. I was intensely embarassed by my cold, wet rosebud being exposed to the world but knew I had no choice whatsoever. I heard him put the pipe down on the table, and then heard a slapping noise, which was him fastening a cockring to his giant 9" cock and big black balls. "Does that white hole want to get fucked?" he asked. I moaned. "You want some nigger meat in that white boy hole don't you?" I moaned again. "Tell me you want it. Tell me you want it in you." "I want you to fuck my boy hole," I whimpered, and his hands slid along my hips. His cock slipped through my asscrack, and then rubbed back and forth against my hole. "Tell me you want this nigger meat in your white boy hole," he said, breathing on my neck, his massive, throbbing cockhead pressing, ever so gently but firmly, against my asshole, threatening to enter, but not quite. "Beg for this nigger meat, or you're not getting fucked tonight." "Please, please, fuck my white boy hole, fuck it with your nigger meat, I need your nigger meat in me please, please, pleasssseeee..." I didn't have to fake my petulant tone as the threat of not getting fucked at all, with my ass already wet with anticipation, my whole body shaking with desire, had sent me into complete overdrive. Amd as I kept shouting please, please, please, he thrusted his whole nine inches balls deep into me in one swift, brutal stroke. I froze in ecstasy, as he nibbled my neck as his balls slapped against mine. "Oh am I ever going to fuck this hole of urs. Why didn't you tell me you had such a sweet little pussy, boy." He pulled his dick out to the tip and thrust it right back to the balls. "You white boys have the nicest pussy, and it loves getting fucked by nigger meat don't it?" He continued thrusting into me, over and over. I couldn't even speak, the pleasure was overwhelming. He drove his cock to the hilt, and grabbed my wrist. "Why are you jerking yourself?" his deep voice whispered into my ear again. I didn't even realise I had been furiously masturbating my limp dick since he'd begun fucking me. "That little boy dick isn't going to get hard tonight. You're a white boy pussy, that dick ain't good for nothing. Do you want to get fucked or not?" "Yes, yes, I want you to fuck me, please...." "Good boy," he grabbed both of my wrists and shoved me down onto my stomach, and started thrusting his cock into my ass over and over. "A pussy boy like you doesn't touch his dick. Not if he wants to get fucked. All you need to worry about is how you're going to take this nigger meat, understand? My cock is the only one you're going to think about." I swear i could feel his dick harden even more and push deeper and deeper into my ass. "Tell me, pussy boy, that you won't touch yourself again." "I'm your pussy boy and I won't touch myself again I just want you to fuck me with your nigger meat please please keep fucking me with your nigger meat that's all I want..." He moaned, and shoved me down and doubled his pace of thrusting. "Good. If you need something to do with those soft white boy hands of yours, play with my nipples or my balls, keep your back arched... or smoke some more tina like the slut you are." he suddenly lifted me up and thrust the pipe into my face. "Breathe in, slut." He pushed his dick in to the balls again, and I could feel it throb it was so hard - was he ever getting off on this. So was I. I sucked in deeply. "See? No need to fight it, you have such a hot ass, it deserves dick in it." He took the pipe from me and inhaled a few times himself; each time I could feel his dick harden and heat up, like a threat, or a promise. He dropped the pipe over the bed and grabbed me tightly again. "I thought your white boy ass was going to turn out to be a bit of a slut, but I had no idea what a pussy little bitch you'd turn out to be," he roared at me, as he drilled my ass from behind over and over. He pulled out suddenly to fip me onto my back, and I instincively pulled my legs into my air and he slid his massive cock right back into my ass and continued fucking me. "Turns out you're a born pussy boy, aren't you. Look at this little pussy dick." On my back, there was no hiding my normally 8" dick shriveled to the size of a peanut. He stroked it idly, as if it were funny to him. "This is the last time I ever touch your dick, bitch. Understand? I don't ever want to see it again. All I want is this sweet white boy hole wrapped around my nigger meat. Deal?" He gripped my tiny, soft dick tighter, and picked up the pace of his fucking. "Deal!!" I moaned. "So you're not going to tuch your little boy dick ever again around me? Because you want this nigger meat in your pussy so bad?" "Yes I promise I'll never touch it again I just want you to fuck my white boy pussy!" as this spurted out of my mouth to my own surprise, he grabbed both of my legs and shoved me flat into the bed to fuck me even deeper. "Oh boy, you really are a bitch aren't you. This white ass is just desperate for big black cock. Why didn't you tell me you were such a slut?" He suddenly pulled out of me, and flipped me back onto my knees, and thrust three fingers deep into my hole. "Hahaha, look at you, you're not even going to budge as long as I'm in that pathetic little pussy of yours." He kept fingering my hole and it was true; I couldn't move, it was too fantastic. "You're completely addicted to nigger meat, and I'm going to show you what that means. You're mine now, boy, and I am not letting you go. This pussy is too sweet." I moaned and moaned as he continued fingering my ass. Little did I know what his other hand was up to. "Hold still." His hand withdrew, and I groaned - "HOLD STILL I SAID!" and I didn't dare budge. "A slut hole like this deserves a treat," he whispered. I could feel his cockhead return to my hole, rubbing against it again, this time with a warm tingling sensation. And with one fluid motion he was buried in my ass again, but this time with it came an enormous burning and then an overwhelming pleasure. He'd covered his massive erection in meth and was pounding it into my asshole - and now he was in complete control. Before I could even adjust to the overwhelming sensations he resumed fucking me silly. "What a slutty white boy you are, letting ur ass get booty bumped by nigger meat, what were you thinking? " he boomed, hammering my ass over and over, grabbing my hips tightly, pushing deeper and deeper into my ass than ever before, the meth setting it all on fire with need. "You can't say no to big black dick like this, can you? This pussy is all mine now." "ohhhhhhhhhh" I whimpered, the only word I could muster through the sensory overload. His cock driving the booty bump back and forth into my ass was only making him stiffer and stiffer, and I could barely understand anything beyond the massive black cock that was filling my insides with pleasure. "I'm going to fuck this sweet white boy pussy of yours all night long." He pulled his cock out to the head, and slapped each of my cheeks, and then thrust it back in to the balls. "But you want me to fuck you all night long, don't you boy?" "....yesssss....." I moaned, struggling not to black out. "Yeah? You want your white boy hole bred by this nigger meat don't you? Your boy pussy likes being filled up doesn't it?" My tiny boy cock was frantically spurting precum as he told me exactly what I already knew. There was nothing I wanted more than this god of a man to keep fucking me. "And you're not going to touch that little white boy dick either, are you?" He laughed, and flicked my soft dick with his finger. He pulled his dick out entirely and slapped me across the face to get a response. I nodded frantically and licked hungrily at his nipples. "Yes, I just want to be your boy pussy, I want you to fuck me all night, I want you to breed my hole, please keep fucking me, please, please, please!!" As I submitted completely he rammed his rock-hard cock back into me, drilling me over and over as I screamed nonsense, as his dick kept stroking me deeper and deeper. "GOOD BOY." He locked eyes with me again, and continued fucking me with long, steady strokes from head to balls of his fat 9" cock. "I am going to breed this hole. Repeatedly. As long as you keep being such a well behaved little bitch, you are going to get this dick in you. And that's what you need isn't it?" He pulled out his dick to spit on my hole, and started circling his cockhead around it. "You're addicted to nigger meat now aren't you." "YES YES I'M ADDICTED I NEED IT IN ME PLEASE PUT IT BACK KEEP FUCKING ME I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME ALL NIGHT LONG AND BREED MY WHITE HOLE OVER AND OVER" I was thrashing around, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. He grabbed me by the throat and drew me to him. His eyes locked onto mine again, dead serious. His cockhead slipped into my hole, just barely. "This is what you are now. A pussy full of nigger meat. What a lucky boy you are. Lots of bitches want this cock, but I picked your pussy to fill up tonight. " I just nodded, as his steel-hard cock slipped back into me. He smiled, and began fucking me relentlessly. "Let's see how many loads I can leave in this hole for you... here comes number one!" He kept fucking me harder and harder. He started groping me frantically, as his cock swelled within me. He lifted me up entirely, and threw me on top of him, and began slamming my ass from below. I started cumming from him fucking me, my tiny boy dick spurting jizz onto his chest. He grinned, slammed his big black cock as deep as it'd go in me, and shot his massive load deep into my guts. I crumpled on top of him, and he kissed me on my neck. "Stay here with me, boy, and I will keep that pussy feeling good." I did. We fucked for another eight hours. He had three more major orgasms, but who knows how many loads he left in my ass. He fucked a few loads out of me as well, without touching my cock of course. We finished well after dawn. When he finally let me go home, he left me with instructions. Keep all his cum in my ass as long as possible, When I came back, I had to wear a jockstrap to hide my cock if I ever wanted to get fucked again. I had to stop shaving my ass crack, as he liked it hairy. And I had to show up spotlessly clean and ready to fuck all night long next time he asked, because once he started in on my ass he couldn't stop. And obviously, I had to smoke tina with him. I agreed to everything instantly. The next time couldn't come soon enough.

Came across the photo below in one of @pupHawaii's VERY HOT photo albums (thanks for these, man -- always like to browse through what you put up) and it reminded me of something I always wondered about. Oddly enough it's not the usual questions, I think: Did Jackson Taylor not agree to it? Did Ethan infect Jackson? Those are fun hot questions to wonder about it, but there was something else in the video that I never really understood, and I was wondering if anyone out there has a theory about it, what it means, why it was put in there. Before the scene with Ethan starts, Jackson is sitting on the bed by himself and it starts with the jarring statement: "I took my first load when I was 4 yrs old". He then goes on to describe some stuff about two neighbor boys and what the three of them did. It just sort of is said and it hangs there and then it fade and the scene with Ethan starts off with him getting his cock sucked by Jackson. I went and found the video and found a version that still has this little preamble to it. [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/20698/manfuck-manifesto-scene-1/ It wasn't easy to find. Most versions that come up in a search are just the 12:30 of the sex scene with Ethan. And even those aren't easy to find now. But this one that's 13:27 long has the beginning part. What is this about? Why is it in there? Ive always wondered. Does anybody know or have some theories?

Yes he knew it was me. Very discrete as he is Married. he has a nice 7 inch cock.

So fucking hot… well done

NO😱, you can't end it here!!! Mathew III has to come back & finally realise where he should be, with his soon & Simon AS A PIG 🐽.

Im ready willing and able to do your bidding sir

For me I wouldn't say drinking piss is as important as regular sex, but I'm always happy when I get to do it. All my many kinks and fetishes really are just items on a menu that guys are completely welcome to select from when using my ass or throat to cum. But none of them are essential compared to the brilliant moment when a stranger cums in my ass. But I do think there are a good few guys out there who feel the same way as you: that ws is as importnant as other forms of sex. Today I went cruising - 'Last Load' story linked below 😉 - and one of the guys rocked up, said he wanted to fuck me, but asked if I was into piss. I said yes as a sub. Long story short I knelt, he pissed into my mouth I drank pretty much the lot, sprayed a little bit across my chest, then walked off, seemingly satisfied. And I suspect that's what he wanted to do, either piss in or on a faggot sub like me, or get pissed on, because for him that was as important as sex. That bit about wanting to fuck me... well, maybe that was just to draw me in. I'm so glad he did, I was ramrod hard and horny for the rest of the cruising afternoon, and my mouth still tastes a little bit of his piss. Anyway, link here: scroll down to Guy #4 😉

I wish piss happened during more hook ups. I always encourage my men to feel free to piss themselves as I fuck them in the sling.

So hot and i have a willing hole for you to practice on but he taught you well but I reckon that you are a naturally gifted ffister.

At least once a day, sometimes twice

He replaced his thumb with two fingers. He penetrated me until I felt his hand. I clutched the sheet as he began to work on my pleasure center, moving his fingers. I could clearly feel his fingernails on the wall of my rectum. Again and again, he withdrew his two fingers, spreading them and my hole. Then he ruthlessly pushed them back in. What followed was a short and very intense finger fuck. I moaned more and more, not sure if I could hear it outside the truck. When he withdrew his fingers, I felt briefly empty and noticed my hole slightly open. But my hole was barely empty for a second. He pressed my head into the mattress, spread my legs with his, and then I felt his cock. He was unerring and didn't hesitate. He penetrated me powerfully with his cock, stretching me even further. I moaned, and he kept going until he was completely inside me. He pulled me up a little by my shoulders, and I felt his cock even more intensely. "You little pig need it! And you little pig, you're getting it now!" he said to me, still darkly. Then he started to fuck me. Without consideration, he penetrated me again and again. At some point, he grabbed my pelvis and tightened even more. A brief circle, and then he thrust into me again. I felt impaled and clearly filled. His thrusts made a slapping sound that didn't let up. Thrust, thrust, thrust. Over and over again. I could feel us working up a sweat. It felt like he fucked me like that for at least 20 minutes. Then he pulled his cock completely out, only to immediately push it all the way back inside me. He did this five or six times. "Boy, do you want my pozz cum?" he asked me. "Tell me! Beg for it!" I was so horny and just moaned, "Yes, you bull, fuck me and give me your dirty cum deep inside me!" My mind was superior to my horniness. I wanted it to never end. Then he pushed me back onto the bed, pressing my pelvis into the mattress with both hands. My breathing became labored, the thrusts even harder and more uncontrolled. Then a scream, and immediately I felt his twitching cock. He, too, flinched briefly, which changed the position of his cock inside me. "Take my dirty cum, you little wanker! Always remember who marked you here today!" I don't know where his cock landed, but I felt his twitching even more intensely. He let himself fall on top of me, his twitching intensified once more, and finally, I came too. Moaning, I lay beneath him and came without even touching my cock. After the last twitch, he stayed on top of me for a moment, only then did he pull his cock out. He slapped my ass and ruthlessly shoved his cock, smeared with cum and my blood, all the way down my throat. I gagged and tears welled up in my eyes, but he showed no mercy. "That was nice, you little wanker, but I have to go today. I'm going to have a smoke now, and then it would be good if you were gone!" he said in a dark voice. "My viruses are already finding their way into your body." I turned my head briefly and saw him pack up his cock. That was all I expected, because he actually left the truck afterward. I lay there for a moment, thinking about what had just happened. Then I gathered my things, got dressed, and left. Completely out of it, I got into my car and continued on toward home. Only later did I feel the juice slowly flowing out of me. I was getting horny again...

This is one hot story, I would love a gifter like this one! To be converted!

This was so hot, would love to join the brotherhood this way, omg!

any chaser needs a gifter like that one!

Short, but damn fucking hot🥵

Part 3 I got back to the hotel. It was 2a. Where did the time go? I was tired but really horny and wired at the same time. I couldn't explain it. I thought about going to sleep but I decided I needed to see if I could find anyone else to breed me. I hopped on the apps and looked for more tops. After searching for a while, I passed out. My alarm went off. It was 10a. I was hungover. I dragged myself out of bed and drank down an entire bottle of water. I douched and showered. I started to feel a little better. I went out and got breakfast at Tim Hortons and headed back to my hotel room. I texted my host from last night. "Good morning, Sir. Thanks for a crazy night." No response. I started thinking about what I would do tonight. If my host from last night responded, would I go back? Would I try to find other PnP tops? Would I go to Steamworks? Did I really want to do another booty bump tonight? Did I really want to smoke again tonight? I never wanted to smoke but I enjoyed it. Did I need it? No but maybe I would just try it again to make sure. My phone beeped. It was a text from last night's host. "Hi slut. Glad you liked it. Interested in buying from me today?" "I probably shouldn't but am thinking about it." "OK. I can't play tonight like we did last night. I could sell you some party favors and show you how to enjoy them now that you are sober." "OK. If I decide to do that, when should I come by?" "Well, let me know if you want that and I will tell you the time." What was I going to do? I shouldn't buy any more. I had the experience and I enjoyed it but I shouldn't repeat it. It wouldn't be a good idea. I should turn him down and just look for bb tops. "I am interested. What time?" "Good. Stop by at 5p" "OK. See you then." What was I doing? I shouldn't do this. I will just tell him later that I am not going to stop by. I went onto Telegram and read through messages. I posted a message on one of the PnP channels about my experience. "Had my first PnP experience last night. I got a booTy bump and then smoked some last night. It was amazing. Turned me into a total tweaked out cumdump last night. Most of the night was hazy but it was so hot. Trying to determine if I am going to repeat." Several people replied. Everyone was encouraging me. A private message popped up. "Where are you located?" "I am visiting Toronto." "Really? I'm in the Toronto area too." "Cool. Do you PnP?" "Yes I do. If you pick up more party favors, maybe we can get together." "What are you into/looking for?" "Total top. Breeding, sweat, piss, spit, rough play" "mmmm. I haven't gotten into sweat, piss or spit yet but I can" "Good. Let me know. My name is Sam" "Thanks Sam. My name is Greg." I checked out the time. It was early afternoon. I went out and got some food to hold me over for the afternoon/evening. I performed another douche in case anything happened this afternoon. My craving for play was growing. My craving to pick up supplies was growing. I should just look for some regular play instead. That will satisfy me. I don't need any different kind of play. I got a message on Grindr. "You looking?" "Yes. I am looking for a bb top. You looking to breed?" "Sure am. Location?" I sent him the name of the hotel. "Cool. I am just down the street. Ready now?" "Yes." "Great. I have a 7 day load for you. See you soon." I hit the poppers. They were nice but they didn't satisfy my craving like they used to. I hit them several more times. My phone buzzed. "I'm just about to walk in. Room number?" I sent him the room number and propped open the door. I got on the bed in doggie and hit the poppers again. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and close. I heard his clothes hit the floor and heard him walk over to the bed. He slapped my ass and climbed onto the bed. I took two rapid hits of poppers in each nostril and held. He slapped my crack with his now-hard cock. I exhaled. He lubed up his cock and held it at the entrance to my hole. I took a deep hit of poppers in my right nostril and he started to push in. "mmmmm nice fuck hole." He continued to push until he was all the way inside me. I hit the poppers again. I was enjoying them but it didn't seem as satisfying as before. I was thinking back to last night as he started to fuck me. I loved the feeling of that booty bump last night. I realized that my mind was wandering when it needed to be focused on satisfying the top that was fucking me. I focused on his thrusts. I squeezed my fuckhole trying to bring him even more pleasure. I hadn't even focused on his cock. It was definitely above average in length and thickness. It was the size that I love. "On yeah slut, tighten that hole. It's going to make me cum deep in you." I kept squeezing. "Breed me, Sir. Give me your big load." "You got it, slut." He started to fuck hard and fast and then grabbed my hips and pushed hard. I pushed back at him to keep my balance. "uhhhhhhhhhhh" I felt him squirt five times deep in my hole. Each spurt was hitting my prostate. After several minutes, he slowly withdrew. I laid down on my stomach. He slapped my ass. "Thanks slut. I needed that." "Thank you, Sir." He walked back to the door, got dressed and left. I enjoyed the fuck but something was missing. I needed more. Did I need to parTy? I checked the time. I needed to get ready to head over to last night's host. I sent him a text. "Am I still good to stop by for supplies?" "Yep. Bring cash." I called an Uber. I got dressed, grabbed my cash, poppers and lube and headed downstairs. I hopped into the Uber and headed off to meet my host. I don't need to do this. I can change my mind. Maybe I can just do one smoke. Surely, he would let me do one puff and leave. Maybe I can try more. The Uber stopped at his apartment. I got out and walked to the building and hit his buzzer. He buzzed me in and I went to his apartment and knocked. He let me in. This time, his apartment was fully lit. I looked around. It was pretty nice. Nothing too fancy but everything was clean and bright. "Welcome. Follow me." I followed him back to the room from the other night. The room was brightly lit now. The mattress was still on the floor. There was no drug paraphernalia on the floor this time. The sling was still setup. He led me over to the table that was next to the sling. There were a few glass pipes and baggies on the table. "I have some supplies for you. I have some baggies with different amounts and sizes of shards. Since you are new, I recommend the baggies that have several smaller shards. This will let you pace yourself better." "I don't know what I am doing." "It's fine. I will show you. How many baggies do you think you might want?" "I guess it depends on the cost." He told me the price for each baggie. It seemed like a fair price but I didn't know. "Think I can buy two of the baggies?" "Sure thing and I will throw in a glass pipe and lighter." I handed him the money. "OK. I know you aren't local. Do not try to smuggle this across the border. If you do and you get caught, do not lead them back to me. Got it?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Now let me show you how to smoke this." He opened one of the baggies and pulled out a small shard. He grabbed one of the pipes and lighter and handed it to me. He showed me the process. I inhaled deeply, held it as long as I could and then exhaled. I was already starting to feel my purpose. "Looks like you enjoyed that. I am glad. Feel like you know what to do?" "mmmmm Yeah. I do." "OK. Good. You have my number whenever you need more but remember what I told you about trying to smuggle it across the border." I was fuzzy but I remembered. "Yeah. I remember." "OK good. Have fun." "Thanks." I called an Uber and headed downstairs to meet it. Once it arrived, I got in and headed back to the hotel. I was wired but relaxed. I was horny. The need to be a cumdump continued to grow more urgent. I got into my room and got naked. I placed the supplies on the nightstand. I got on Telegram and sent a message to Sam. "I picked up some supplies." He responded. "Cool. Want some raunch tonight?" "Yes Sir. I do." "OK. Can you travel?" "Where?" He sent me his address in Mississauga. "I should be able to get an Uber there." "Good. How about 8p tonight?" "Yes Sir." "Good. Bring your supplies and be ready for fun." I had less than an hour before I had to get an Uber. I freshened up and got my supplies together. Soon after, I jumped into an Uber and headed out. My mind was racing. Should I be doing this? This could be a setup. Maybe he is law enforcement. Maybe I should just turn-around and head back. Maybe this will be a crazy-fun night. What if I need this kind of night all of the time? Then what? Maybe it can just be something that I do when I come to Toronto. Why am I so horny? Is this how it will always be? What's wrong with feeling this way? Just enjoy yourself. Finally, the Uber pulled up in front of a house and I got out. It was a small house. It was run-down. The paint was peeling on the house. The shingles were very weathered. There was assorted junk outside. The shades were all closed. I walked up to the door and knocked. The door opened and I was greeted by a very rough looking guy with very short hair. He was about my height and looked very thin. He was wearing a robe that wasn't fully closed. He was naked underneath. "Come on in." I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. Inside, the house appeared ok but it smelled of smoke, pot, piss, and cum. "Follow me to the playroom." I walked behind him as he led me through the living room and down the hall. We came to a door and he opened it and went in. It was a stairway that led downstairs. I was getting nervous. We were heading down to a basement. My mind was screaming for me to leave but I followed him down. We got to the bottom of the stairs and I could see that the basement had been converted to a playroom. There was a fuck bench to the side and a sling hanging from the rafters. There was a table setup which had various items on it. There was drug paraphernalia. There was a gas mask. There were various restraints along with various butt plugs and dildos. In one of the corners, it looked like a shower stall was installed. There were no walls, just a showerhead with attached douching attachment and a drain. There was a toilet next to the shower. "Strip and put your supplies on the table." I stripped down to my jock. I pulled my poppers, pipe, lighter, and baggies out of my pocket and placed them on the table. He walked over to me. He was naked now and I was able to get a better look at him. He was barely more than skin and bones. He had no hair on his body and a very short haircut. He had various tattoos on his body. He had biohazard tattoo on his chest and a scorpion tattoo on his hip. His cock wasn't hard but was at least 6 inches. His balls were large and were hanging very low. He walked over to me and rubbed his boney hands over my chest and back. His hands moved down my back and squeezed my ass. He walked over to the table and looked through what I brought. "Not bad for a beginner. Should be beyond beginner level by the time you leave. Suck my cock while I prepare." I immediately got down on my knees and reached out to his cock. I grabbed it and stuck my tongue out and licked the tip. I moved closer and started to take it into my mouth. He twitched as I started to lick around the head. I continued to lick the head and started to lightly suck the tip. His cock started to swell and grow in my mouth. I tried to take it as deep in my mouth and throat as I could. His cock grew harder the longer that I sucked. I heard him take a deep inhale, hold, and exhale. "Decent shit." He pulled his cock out of my mouth and handed me the pipe and lighter. I lit the pipe and inhaled deeply. I held it as long as I could and then exhaled. The need to be a cumdump started to grow again. "Again." I repeated with the pipe. My head started to spin. "Again." I didn't think I could do another but I did another hit. "Again." I was really feeling it but I did another hit as he wanted. He put his hand out and I handed him the pipe and lighter. I was still kneeling and was lost in the high from the hits when I felt it. Something was being put around my neck. I couldn't figure out what it was at first and then I felt it get pulled. It was a collar. He was pulling me by a leash that was attached. I crawled as best as I could behind him as he continued to pull me. Then, we stopped. We were in the shower stall area. He was standing in front of me. His cock inches away from my mouth. "Open your mouth and close your eyes." I opened my mouth and was ready to suck him again. Then I felt it. A hot liquid was hitting my face and going into my mouth. "Drink my chempiss." I instinctively started to swallow as fast as I could as more of his hot piss went into my mouth. I am not sure if I enjoyed the taste of his piss or not. All I knew is that I didn't care. He stopped peeing and stepped forward and stuck his cock in my mouth. I immediately started sucking again and he moaned. He put his hands on both sides of my head and started to fuck my mouth. His cock grew larger and he started to force it into my throat. I was relaxed and his cock went into my throat. He started to fuck my face harder and I could feel his cock banging against my throat. Then, he abruptly pulled his cock out of my mouth. He pulled the leash and I followed behind him. He stopped at the fuck bench and released the leash. "Get on." I climbed up on the fuck bench and rested my arms on the rests. He walked away and I heard him gathering items from somewhere. He returned and grabbed my right ankle. He attached a cuff to my leg and pulled it slightly. I heard the sound of metal being fastened. He moved over to my left ankle. I tried to move my right leg but found that it didn't move far. He had attached the cuff to the bench. He finished with my left leg. It was now secured to the bench as well. He walked around in front of me with his cock right in front of my face. I opened my mouth. He stepped forward and stuck the head of his cock in my mouth. I started sucking. He grabbed my right arm and secured a cuff around my wrist and then secured it to the bench. He repeated with my left arm. I was now completely secured to the bench. He pushed forward with his cock and grabbed my head again. "Much better." He started fucking my face again. This time, he was rougher. He was pushing his cock harder into my throat. After one of the thrusts, he held still. I was starting to panic. I felt my breath running out. I started to move my arms. He laughed, held still for another moment and then withdrew. I gagged. Tears were running down my face. "mmmmmmm" He immediately grabbed my head and pushed his cock in again. He started fucking my face again. Over and over, his cock abused my throat. Again, he pushed in and held still. I tried to relax but the panic started to increase again. I started to move again but he held still. The panic got worse. Again, he laughed but didn't move this time. I started to get desperate. He pulled out and I gagged again. Tears were continuing to flow down my face. He stepped away. My head was starting to clear. What had I gotten myself into? I started to wonder if I should tell him that I needed to stop. He could keep my supplies in exchange. Then, I felt him pushing something sharp into my ass. He pulled his finger and moved around behind me. He returned in front of me. He held the glass pipe to my lips. I opened my mouth and wrapped it around. He lit it and I inhaled. "Keep inhaling. You can take more." I kept inhaling until my lungs felt full. "More." I tried to inhale more. I thought my lungs were going to burst. He pulled the pipe away and I held as long as I could and then exhaled. Immediately, the pipe was put back in my lips. He lit it again and I inhaled deeply again. I inhaled until I couldn't inhale any longer. He pulled back and I held it as long as I could before I exhaled. He stepped away. My head was spinning again and the hunger in my fuckhole started. I was lost in my sensations until I felt him behind me again. I felt his cock at my fuckhole. I heard him spit. "I only use spit or cum for lube." He pushed in hard. It hurt. He immediately started fucking hard. It continued to hurt. He grabbed the leash and pulled back on my neck. The pain continued but it as being overwhelmed by the hunger in my fuckhole. As he continued the assault on my fuckhole, the pain was replaced by pleasure. Thrust after thrust was hitting my prostate. I lost track of time. I don't know if he fucked me for a couple of minutes or for hours. Suddenly, he pulled hard on the leash and slammed deep in me. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Each one hit my prostate. After a few moments, he pulled out and moved around to my face. I instinctively opened my mouth. He jammed his cock into my mouth. I could taste the mixture of my ass, his cum, and blood. I licked off all of the juices until he pulled out of my mouth. "Hope you are comfortable slut. If not, oh well. The night is just beginning."

I want to say a bit of both, sometimes I love getting a random load, from a total stranger. Sometimes from some of my married regulars who use me

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

I would love to hear your feedback on this new part, including Thomas's new friend. Here is Part 3: Thomas lays exhausted on the grimy mattress in the dimly lit orgy room, panting heavily but still yearning for more as his body quivers with pleasure from the intense group sex session he just experienced. The stench of sweat and sex fills the air around him while his gaze drifts between Ethan and other onlookers gathered around them—all eager to witness or partake in their twisted escapades. Ethan observes Thomas intently, his eyes rake over Thomas's body from head to toe; taking in every bead of sweat on his skin and each tremble caused by the aftereffects of orgasm. Ethan smirks devilishly as he contemplates how best to torture this insatiable cumdump further—how far they can push their mutual devotion towards depravity together. Without another word, Ethan begins his work. He stands over Thomas, grasping a steel shackle in each hand as he approaches from behind. Then, he speaks softly into Thomas's ear, sending a chill down the younger man's spine with his sinister whisper, "You've impressed me today, my little cumdump. It's clear you have a natural talent for submission. But I think it's time we took things to the next level," he says before swiftly snapping the steel shackles onto Thomas's wrists and ankles, binding him in place with ease. Thomas moans softly as Ethan's hands explore his body further; running along his chest and abdomen, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake while ensuring each movement causes the maximum amount of discomfort and arousal for his submissive companion. The cool metal shackles cut into Thomas's sensitive skin as they restrain him even more tightly—an unbearably erotic sensation that only serves to heighten both their desires for one another. Ethan smiles wickedly at the sight before him, knowing exactly what's needed to push this young man over the edge of sanity into a realm where only carnal pleasure and pain exist—a place where they can lose themselves completely in their shared twisted fantasies. He grabs another syringe filled with an evil cocktail: part nasty Tina-laced chems, part of his own infected HIV blood—all mixed together specifically for this moment to heighten Thomas's vulnerability and ensure absolute obedience. Ethan watches as Thomas's eyes widen in fear mixed with excitement at the sight of the needle. He smirks at the boy's pleas as he slowly approaches him. He places a comforting hand on Thomas's shoulder and whispers softly, "Let's see how far you are willing to go for me, my little cumdump." Thomas tries to pull away, whimpering in fear at the sight of Ethan's needle-covered hands. "Please," he begs weakly, his voice trembling with terror and anticipation. "I don't want this! I can't take Poz blood, that is too much!" But Ethan doesn't listen, "You know you do, Thomas," he murmurs darkly as he grabs hold of Thomas's arm firmly. The needle pierces his skin, releasing a steady stream of poison directly into his veins while another dose is injected into Thomas's already-inflamed ass. Thomas tries to resist the onslaught but fails miserably; overwhelmed by the intensity and rapid pace of it all. The drugs course through him like wildfire, igniting every nerve ending in his body with a burst of ecstasy. He gasps loudly as he feels a rush of pleasure coursing through him, his entire body tingling with anticipation for what's to come next. He whimpers softly under Ethan's command, "Please, Master... make me feel good... I'll do anything you want!" Ethan grins maliciously and replies, “Cute how you changed your mind. I intend to, my little cumdump. I just want to see how much pleasure you can take before you beg for more." With that, he takes a step back, allowing Thomas to feel the full effects of the drugs without any external stimulation. He admires the marks the syringe left on Thomas's pale skin—a symbol of submission and degradation that no one could mistake for anything else. Thomas squirms on the bed; moaning and writhing as if caught between heaven and hell itself. His cock twitches uncontrollably inside his confining clothes, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath him. He can't help but crave more contact—any form of touch would be enough to send him over the edge into an intense state of euphoria. As Thomas continues to squirm and whimper, Ethan turns his attention back to their bondage session with a newfound fervor; determined to push his slave further than ever before as he leans in close enough for their breaths to mingle hotly against each other's lips—an intimate dance that hints at a deep level of connection, despite all evidence pointing towards its perversion and despair. With that, Ethan does something unexpected, he kisses Thomas on the mouth passionately. Their tongues are dueling for dominance while they explore every inch of each other's mouth with wild abandon—a raw display of lustful power that leaves both men gasping for breath when it ends. But before either can recover fully from this intense exchange, Ethan pulls out his already-hardening cock and shoves it back into Thomas's eagerly awaiting mouth once more. As Thomas keeps feeling the effects of the Tina coursing through his system, he finds himself unable—or perhaps unwilling—to resist as his master uses him like a piece of furniture: fucking his face with brutal force that leaves Thomas barely able breathe through his nose when it's not plugged shut by some part or another. Throughout this grueling assault on every one of Thomas's senses, he feels something strange happening within him—an awakening desire for more punishment; for Ethan to take complete control over his body and mind so completely that there are no lines left uncrossed between them anymore. It's as if some dark part within himself has been unlocked by their twisted relationship, and it hungers endlessly for whatever depravity Ethan can dish out next—a realization both horrifying yet exhilarating in its intensity. The room, filled with onlookers who had gathered to witness their perverse spectacle, blurs as Ethan's own animalistic instincts take over. His cock feels harder than ever before; never has he possessed a boy this completely. In the midst of their intense sexual encounter and drug-induced state, neither Ethan nor Thomas appear to notice a man stepping forward, someone who soon would turn out to be an old acquaintance of Thomas's. This hunky man—with chiseled abs and a rock hard, veiny cock that stands out prominently from the crowd—is none other than Johnny. He has known Thomas years ago when they were sex buddies but lost touch after a while; now he can't believe what has become of his once innocent friend as he watches in horror—and lust—from the sidelines. Johnny approaches Thomas, who looks at him with pleading eyes begging for release from this torture, but also acknowledging that he deserves every ounce of punishment being doled out by Ethan because it's exactly what he wants. To be owned by someone so completely devoid of morals and human decency. Releasing Thomas was far from Johnny's intention; he still felt resentful for the way their relationship ended abruptly due to his own insecurities about getting caught indulging in such [banned word] activities. As he watched Ethan using Thomas like a piece of meat without any regard for his wellbeing or comfort, it only fueled Johnny's desire to join in on the fun and claim some ownership over this broken boy himself. He jerks his cock vigorously, planning on joining Ethan in the abuse as soon as possible. His shaft throbs with excitement while he places a shard of Tina onto its tip before pulling out the plug still lodged deep inside; eager to feel the rush of plunging his hardness deep inside Thomas's unguarded ass again—a reminder of all they once shared together that could have been if only one had acted upon their true desires instead of hiding them away in shame. "Isn't this wonderful, my little cumdump? You can see how many people want a piece of you," Ethan chuckles evilly as he continues to pound into Thomas's willing mouth, pushing Johnny deeper into the boy with every stroke. As the orgy room becomes even more chaotic than before, with other attendees joining in on the fun, men from all walks of life take advantage of Thomas's vulnerability and willingness to submit. The air is filled with moans and grunts, punctuated by gasps for breath as cocks slide in and out of various holes while hands grope and fondle any bit of flesh that can be reached. Ethan grabs ahold of Johnny's hips and directs him to fuck Thomas harder—pushing them both towards the brink faster than ever before possible. Their eyes meet through their shared pleasure; two souls connected by their mutual love for destruction and debauchery. And as they reach their peak together—Johnny filling Thomas with his seed while Ethan empties himself deep into his mouth—they know that nothing else could ever compare to this moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy borne out of depravity. The three men collapse in exhaustion onto the grimy mattress together; their chests heaving from exertion while they catch their breath and await whatever new depraved acts the orgy room may have in store for them next. As they lie there, Thomas starts coming to his senses, only then realizing who Johnny really was. With that, he speaks "Johnny" weakly, his voice barely audible above the din of the ongoing orgy. The hunky man looks down to him with a mix of confusion and curiosity in his eyes before replying softly. “So it is really you!” Johnny asks hesitantly, struggling to reconcile the boy he once knew with this broken shell of a person lying before him. Thomas nods weakly in response but doesn't say anything more as Ethan's cock begins twitching again, resting against his cheek; ready for round two at any moment if either man was so inclined. Johnny takes a step closer, studying their intertwined forms with a mix of excitement and curiosity. "I can hardly recognize you like this, Thomas... you used to hold back so much." His voice is thick with emotion as he grapples with the reality of Thomas's current state; reduced to nothing more than a slave for Ethan's pleasure. "Is it... Is it really what you wanted?" Thomas finally manages to whisper, his eyes darting between Johnny and Ethan. A nervous tremor runs through his body at the thought that his old friend may judge him or disapprove of his actions. Johnny hesitates for a moment before nodding gently. "I wish I had been the one to put you through this kind of transformation, Thomas," he admits with a sigh. "But this guy... he's good at what he does, he did what I could’t: break you.” Thomas glances up at Johnny in surprise, relief washing over his features at the understanding in his friend's voice. But as their eyes meet again, a sudden chill runs down Thomas's spine: The consequences of having an old friend witness their actions are about to become all too real for both him and Ethan.

Part Two We were a few minutes into Fortnite and I could see him start to relax. “So baseball huh?” He nodded as he fired, “Shortstop.” “Nice, that's a tough position to play.” He shrugged as he killed a player, “I'm not bad.” “So you have to be super popular right?” He shrugged again, “I gotta a lot of friends.” “Girlfriends?” He looked over and smiled at me, “A few.” I wasn't surprised but I made a big deal about it, “Dude, you a player?” “I like keeping my options open,” he said taking another hit, “How much pussy you get?” I lifted my shirt to show my abs and grinned, “Dude I'm starting attacker, I'm beating them off with a stick.” He gazed at my torso and then looked away, “Nice abs.” “Lemme see yours.” He looked at me with a loopy smile and pulled his shirt off. God damn I was right, this kid was perfect. He had nice pecs and a fucking eight pack with deep, defined cuts. His nipples were dark, quarter sized and begging to be bitten. “Jesus dude,” I exclaimed truthfully, “Can I touch?” He nodded and I ran my fingers up his abs and then to his pecs. He closed his eyes for a moment and I knew the joint was kicking in. I tweaked his nipple and his eyes flew open as he gasped. “Don't man! They're super fucking sensitive.” “Oh really?” I said with an evil smile. He nodded and I could see the unfocused gaze in his eyes, “Yeah....my girl knows I'll do anything once they start getting tweaked.” He was feeling no pain. “Anything?” I said reaching out and giving them a twist. He let out a moan and tried to swat my hands away, “Come on man...” His eyes were barely open and his hand just fell to his side. “You said anything...” I said pinching them again. He whimpered and I saw him stick his chest out, just begging for more. “Come on man...” he whined. I leaned in and licked one and he gasped, “What the...” I nibbled on it and he moaned and his protests fell flat. I moved over to the other nipple and he just kept making noises that might have been words but I wasn't sure. I went back to tweaking them with my hands as I moved up and nibbled on his neck. He threw his head back and stopped fighting it. I moved up to his ear and he squealed a little. “What are you...” he slurred as pressed my mouth to his. At first nothing, he just laid there but as I moved a hand over his crotch he responded with a moan, which allowed me slip my tongue in. His cock started to harden in his shorts and as it did he began to kiss back. I don't even think he knew what was going on any more, he was just enjoying it. I couldn't believe what I was feeling, his cock got bigger and bigger under my touch until it seemed massive. I broke the kiss and opened his shorts, he was just lying there, drool at the corner of his mouth. “Lift your hips up Sammy,” I said pulling them down. Like a good little boy he raised his ass as I slipped his shorts and boxer briefs down. A fucking man's cock slipped free and slapped his abs with a solid thud. I looked on with amazement, this high school kid had a cock bigger than mine! It was easily nine inches and too thick to wrap my hand around, I know because it was the first thing I did. “Ohhh....” he moaned, eyes still closed, as I stroked the length of him. Jesus Christ he was hot. His pubes were trimmed neat and I could see his balls were smooth as a baby's bottom. He had a deep tan line that told me he had spent most of the summer in nothing but swimming shorts. “Jesus you're fucking huge,” I said out loud. He smiled and nodded, “It's a family thing...” he muttered. “Your brothers are hung too?” With slurred speech he said “Parker family tradition...” and then trailed off. I leaned down and licked the huge purple head and he groaned and thrust into my mouth. “Yeah....suck my cock...” He had no idea who he was talking to...he just wanted to feel good. I could make him feel good. His cock filled my mouth as I tried to go down as far as possible. His hands weakly gripped the sides of my head as he tried to face fuck me. He was a leaker, a steady flow of precum filled my mouth as I worshiped this kid's horse cock. He got into it, bucking his hips like a bronco as my tongue tried to swirl around his shaft. I let it slip out of my mouth and the wet slap of his cock against his shredded abs was as erotic as fuck. I licked the underside for a while and then moved down to his balls. They were bigger than fucking eggs so I took one in my mouth and swirled it around. He moaned ever louder as I relished the smooth skin. I moved to the other and he was just crying out in pleasure and I slathered him with my spit. He was in heaven and didn't give a fuck who I was. Grabbing the sides of his muscular thighs I pulled them apart and leaned him back some, exposing that perfect baseball ass. I don't know if you've ever fucked a baseball player but let me inform you, they have the best asses. Hard, tight melons of pure muscle with just enough meat to jiggle. I loved baseball players and knew I was going to take my time with this ass. I licked under his balls and his moans stopped. As I moved down and assaulted his perineum he let out a low growl that told me I was the first one to do this to him. He tried to grab my head but I was leaning him back farther and farther in the bean bag, exposing his ass to the air. Spreading his cheeks I could see hit tight little pink hole looking back at me, dying to be broken. As I started licking around the outside he let out a lustful, “What are you doooooing to me?” As I got closer to his hole I could see his pucker tighten up, a reflex that most straight men had. I pushed my tongue into the center and felt the resistance stop me. “No...no don't...” he panted, his words slurring badly. Reaching up I tweaked his nipples and he let out an excited chirp and his hole opened in reflex. And my tongue dove in. There was aborted squeak from him as I pushed my way into his virgin ass. His hole was fighting the feelings he was experiencing, it would clench shut and then open fully, allowing me deeper entrance, which caused him to resist again. We fought like this for about a minute before he let out a sigh and his hole relaxed completely. My whole tongue violated his ass and he let out a moan of complete pleasure. He wasn't the first start jock I had tongue fucked, now that he stopped fighting me I need him to want it, crave it. I don't want to brag but I had a pretty talented tongue. The girls and guys I had eaten out had complimented my on the length and strength of my tongue and from the sounds little Sammy was making he was enjoying it too. He had moved from fighting to allowing to actually pushing back into the invader as I pushed his legs apart wider to get just a quarter inch more access. He was babbling mess, this fucking pretty straight jock was begging me to tongue fuck him blindly and we had just started. I stopped and lowered his legs and he gave me a panicked look for a moment until he felt my finger push into him. His mouth opened in shock and I leaned in and kissed him hard. Again I don't think he even knew what was happening, that I was a guy or anything. All he knew was pleasure so he went with it. The walls of his ass fluttered around my finger as he kissed me back. I could hear the sloshing from my spit and slid a second finger into him. He moaned into my mouth as I pushed deeper into him, looking for the key to our next adventure. My fingertip moved over his prostate and his ass clenched as his tongue went nuts in my mouth. I stopped kissing him as I started to just pound his joy button with my hands. “W-what....no....ohmygod...what are you....oh harder...” I smiled as he went from concerned to shocked to rapture in a moment of seconds. I slid my fingers out and said, “Push out...” I shoved three into him and he stopped breathing as his ass tried to cope with the girth. He looked like he was going to complain when I rubbed two fingers over his spot and he just relaxed and practically purred. “Yeah...oh....yeah there....” he panted as I drilled him hard. His huge cock was spitting precum all over his abs as it twitched every time I hit him. He was too out of it to stroke himself off, he was just delirious with all the new sensation he was feeling. Once I felt no resistance at all from three fingers I knew it was time. I slipped my shorts off with one hand as I kept finger fucking him. My cock was bobbing in front of me, begging for some fun. I slowly removed my fingers and he hissed and then let out a plaintive moan. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed some lotion and slathered up my cock. “You like that?” I asked, moving over him. He gave me a stupid smile and he nodded. I raised his ass again and pressed my cock to his hole. “This is going to feel even better,” I said as I lowered his ass. He slowly pressed down onto my cock, the head cresting at his tight, little opening. “Wait...wait...” he said panicked. His eyes were wide open and he was clawing at my chest, “Wait...no....what are you...” I gripped his cock and started to stroke him which caused him to moan and lose concentration for a moment. The head of my cock popped into him and he gasped as I just stayed still. “No...no...you're....don't...you're in me...” he whined. I kept stroking him as I tweaked his left nipple. His eyes closed and he just groaned as he slid another inch down my cock. “Uhhh....” he whimpered as he kept sliding further down on my cock. I felt his ass cheeks hit my pubes and I knew I was balls deep in this kid. “W-wait...” he pleaded as I pulled slowly back. Instead of answering I just trust forward. He grunted and then let out a sultry moan as his cock twitched. I pulled back again and waited before thrusting into him. Again he grunted and then sighed, and I knew I was hitting him where I needed to. I began to piston into him and he began to moan, his head thrashing back and forth. I made sure to push up with my end thrust, making sure the head of my dick hit him squarely where it counted. His cock was rock hard as I began to fuck him hard, his hands that had been on my chest trying to stop me moved to my shoulders as he hung on. I spread his long legs and just went for it as he began to just whimper with each push. “W-w-hhhattt....” he asked as his cock bobbed back and forth. “You like that Sammy? You like that cock?” He shook his head as I slammed him again and again, he was saying no but his cock was begging for more. I grabbed his ankles and spread him wishbone style as I began to lay into him hard. His perfect little body was covered with a sheen of sweat as his eyes rolled back into his head and just accepted his fucking like a good boy. I really gave it to him for a few minutes, no words, no variety, just a plain old fashioned fucking. This was the next part about harvesting a straight jock's cherry, repetition. After about five minutes I stopped and pulled out of him. He gasped as my head plopped out of his former virgin hole and he looked at me confused. I moved over to the other beanbag and then pulled him over, his ass over my cock. “Come on Sammy, you know you want it.” He looked conflicted as his pucker touched the tip of my cock. “Come on...you can do it...” He closed his eyes and slowly lowered himself onto my cock. The look of radiance on his face as he felt me enter him almost made me cum right there. He bit his lower lip as I he bottomed out on me. He sa ton my cock and opened his eyes to look at me. “Good boy...” I said putting my hands on his hips. I raised him up some and he moaned as I let him go, falling on my cock. I did this about a dozen times before I could feel him helping me. Slowly I lessened my grip and watched as this little baseball jock began to fuck himself on my cock. “You like that Sammy?” I asked as he bounced up and down. He nodded as he slammed down hard onto me, each time that donkey dick spurting a little more precum. “Tell me you want it Sammy, tell me what you want....” He was silent as kept fucking himself so I stopped him and his eyes flew open and locked with mine. “Tell me what you want.” You could see the conflict on his face so I pushed into him. His eyes closed and he moaned and I stopped. “What do you want?” “Fuuuck mee....” he pleaded, the last dregs of his resistance vanishing. I pushed up into him and pulled him closer as I began to bunny fuck him hard. His arms went around me as he geld on for dear life. My cock was smashing his guts everywhere and from the whimpers coming from him it was everything he hadn't know he wanted. I could feel him pushing down onto me as I pushed up, our hips slapping loudly as we both got into it. He was out of it, he didn't care of he was straight or gay or whatever. He was too fucked up to know anything but pleasure and he wanted more of it. And I was ready to give it to him. After a few I tossed him off my cock and told him to get on all fours. He assumed the position and looked back at me like an eager puppy. I grabbed the back of his sweat matted hair and rode him for all it was worth. He was begging me after a minute or so, I mean what could I do but give the boy what he wanted. I watched the muscles in his back roll as he reached under himself and started stroking his big cock. “You like that cock Sammy? You like that cock in you?” “Yea..yeah....fuck me....fuck me harder....” he said between strokes. Grabbing his neck I pulled him up and began to nibble on his ear as I fucked him. He whined as he fisted his cock for all it was worth. I applied pressure and cut off his air as he got closer. If he knew he was without air he didn't show it, all he did was stroke faster and push back onto me like his life depended on it. I heard an aborted choke from him as his ass tightened around my dick. Letting go of his throat his cock exploded with cum. Ropes and ropes of teen cum painted my floor as he convulsed around my hard cock, feeling his first fuck in all it's entirety. After about four shots he whimpered as his cock kept flowing, his ass tight as a vice. My cock began to pulse and I knew I was about to breed his jock boy good. I pushed all the way into him and whispered into his ear, “Take my load boy, fucking feel me shoot into your pussy.” As I began to cum he moaned, it was a combination of shame and lust as a part of his mind realized what he was doing while the other part of him loved every second of it. He passed out on my cock, his body spent from his first violation. About an hour later his brothers came looking for him and found him asleep on my bed as I played Fortnite. “I think he drank too much,” I said smiling, “He just passed out.” John rolled his eyes, “Typical Sammy, talks a good game but is a little bitch in the end.” He reached down and picked his little brother up, “Thanks for looking out for him man.” I gave him a wink, “My pleasure man, he's a cool kid.” They both nodded and left, leaving me with a satisfied smile. And a desire for more....much, much more.

Part 2 After I heard the car door open and close, I blacked out. I woke up in a massive bed. The room had no furniture in it except for the bed and a side table next to it. The wall was a full mirror as was the ceiling. I sat up and looked around. At that moment the door opened. It was Tom, he walked into the room smiling, still wearing his black slacks and white shirt. “Hey sleepy head, you blacked out. How are you feeling?” “Where am I?” “I brought you back to my place, I didn’t know where you lived so had no choice really. Look it’s only about 1 in the morning, you weren’t out for long. Why don’t you have a shower and I’ll drive you home?” I had so many thoughts racing through my head, mostly I was relieved that nothing bad had happened. I really needed to piss and I’d been in bed with my clothes on so I felt a bit sticky and sweaty. I agreed and Tom showed me an ensuite bathroom. When I was having my shower I noticed an enema attachment on one of the hoses. I thought I owed Tom a good night seeing as he helped me. So I cleaned myself out, just in case. Once out the shower, I went back into the bedroom to find Tom sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed. I was just in my towel and blushed as I looked around for my clothes. “Come over here, let me dry you off boy.” Tom said smiling at me, calling me boy made me cock twitch. Tom started to rub my towel over my body, he carefully opened it up to reveal my now growing cock. I blushed. He took the towel and carefully made sure I was completely dry, focusing especially on my ass and cock. “Hmm, you’re a bit bushy down there boy” “Sorry, it’s been a while” “Don’t worry about it, let me tidy you up.” Tom said with a wink. I’d never had another guy shave any part of me before, I wasn’t particularly hairy but I’d left myself for too long. Tom took me to the ensuite and lathered up some soap over my cock and balls, teasingly jerking my cock a few times. He then took an open razor and clean shaved my entire crotch, I hadn’t been that smooth since before puberty. He turned me around and did the same to my ass. Once he was satisfied I was smooth he put me in the shower again and told me to rinse off. “Did you clean your ass for me boy?” I nodded and explained that I felt I had to make it up to him for looking after me. He just smiled and turned back to the bedroom. I rinsed off, grabbed a towel and followed him. Once in the bedroom he again sat on the bed and dried me off. I just stood there hard as a rock. I leant down towards him to kiss him but he pulled away and took the back of my head and forced it into his crotch. “Been wanting to do that all night kiddo.” I started nuzzling his crotch and then slowly undid the zipper and pulled out the biggest cock I’ve ever seen. It was semi hard and already about 8 inches and as thick as a beer can. I gulped. “Don’t worry boy I don’t expect you to take all of it but a little tease wont hurt.” Tom lifted me onto the bed we 69’d, he had his clothes on the entire time. I managed to get just past the head of his cock in my mouth and was beginning to enjoy myself when I realised he was sliding his finger into my ass, he had used just spit and it scratched a little as he pushed in. “Fuck boy, you’ve got a tight cunt!” Tom said slapping my ass cheek. He flipped me on to my back and spread my legs wide, eating out my ass. I was moaning like I had never done before. My ex never rimmed me and I hadn’t been fucked in a long time, heck I couldn’t remember the last time I had kissed a guy! It was almost euphoric. Tom grabbed some lube and started fingering my ass, he slowly worked up to 3 of his thick fingers in my hole. He grabbed the lube and started coating his cock. “Have you got a condom?” I asked “I don't have unsafe sex, I’m negative and scared of getting anything. Not that I think you do…” “Shh boy.” Tom said with a wicked smile, he reached to the unit next to the bed and grabbed a Condom. He made a show of tearing it open carefully and sliding it down his now 12in hard cock. The condom barely made it half way down the shaft it was so thick. “Please go slow, it’s been a long time” I whimpered as Toms cock teased at my hole. “I won’t put it all in, just the tip, enough to make you feel good boy.” I sighed as he slid a couple of thick inches into me, he slowly rocked the top of his beautiful cock in and out of my hole, after a while he asked if we could change positions because he wanted to cum. I rolled onto my front and again felt him slide a couple of inches into me. He kept up a steady pace and then I felt his restraint as he came. He didn’t pound deep into me but just pulsed where he was. “Shit, the condom broke” Panic rushed through me like an icy chill. “Are you sure, shit, are you clean. Fuck” I got up and immediately ran to the bathroom, I started to try push out his cum but it must have been deeper than I thought because nothing came out, when I wiped my ass there was some blood on the toilet tissue. “Look kiddo it happens, don’t let it ruin the fun” Tom said while pulling me in for a tight hug. I felt his strong arms hold me in place and his cock grow again slightly. Although he never said if he was clean or not, but I didn’t dwell on it. When I glanced at his now sweaty shirt I could see colours of a tattoo under his shirt, but I couldn’t make them out. Tom gave me my clothes and he took me back to my apartment, as I was getting out the car he took my hand. “John, I’m sorry if tonight seemed a bit much.. I’ll come and pick you up tomorrow and take you for some drinks to make up for tonight. I won’t take no for an answer boy” “I normally have stuff on over the weekend and I enjoyed myself but I should probably go and get myself checked tomorrow and… “ I babbled on “Kiddo, I’m picking you up tomorrow, end of discussion.” With that he let go of my hand, pushed me back and slammed the car door. He drove off, leaving me at the side of the road, not quite sure what had happened, and what was to come.

Tanner lapped up the cum and his ass juices from Jake's lap as I texted Bruno. "Fuck" came his almost instant reply after I'd sent him the pics. "You weren't lying, bring him, everything is ready...you got 30 mins" I smiled, pit down my phone, crouched behind Tanner and dug my tongue up his cum soaked, slightly open hole. I needed to taste it, enjoy the salty, musky sweetness of his corrupted pussy before Bruno wrecked it. "We good to go" Jake sighed, getting Tanner to suck his fingers. Two, three vanished down the boy's throat easy. "Good fucking dude" he sighed, fucking his throat with his digits. "He's so fucking ready" Tanner's hole pulsed, agreeing. God he tasted good...and the heat from his hole....Fuck. If Bruno wasn't waiting I'd take him again...I slipped three fingers up his cunt easy as he groaned. "Yup" I admired, "you're good to go" I said, smiling. "You wanna cum baby boy?" Jake removed his fingers from Tanner's throat, pulled his chin up. "Answer him ok bro, you wanna blow your wad" He bit his lip...so fucking cute with spit and cum still smeared in his blonde stubble. "Or..." I whispered, tickling his prostate, "you wanna get fucked into manhood?" I pushed hard against his little button, grinned as he bucked in pleasure. "No" he yelled, "no....I don't wanna cum! Uh....I...oh Fuck....please, fuck me more...get me pregnant with your sperm....oh Fuck....I don't wanna cum till...Fuck....I'm ready" I massaged his heavy, full balls. "Right answer" I smiled, pulling my fingers out his well lived cunt, spinning him around and shoving my cum drenched fingers down his throat. He groaned in ecstasy. Jake was pulling on his jock and some loose shorts as I abused Tanner's throat. Having him maintain eye contact as he sucked my fingers clean. "You wanna get bred some more? Wanna be a cum dump for some friends...? He nodded. "Get up" I ordered. Time for a drive. He looked around for his clothes but, Jake stopped him. "Naked bra', you don't need clothes....look at you, you are fucking perfect...show it off" he soothed, kissing him deeply. I pulled on my shorts, grabbed my keys, slapped Tanner's hot little bum and ushered them out the door. Watching Tanner embrace his inner slut was a fucking turn on, watching him saunter to my car stark bollock naked, cum dripping down his thigh made me instantly hard. The boys got in the back of my jeep, I adjusted my mirror so I could watch my two perfect tweakers make out as if it was the end of the fucking world....I could watch that forever. I sighed, pulled out of the drive and hit the gas. Bruno was not someone you kept waiting. 20 minutes later and we had arrived at the gates to Bruno's mansion. Bruno's boss, Jaeger, kept a number of these 'houses' about the country. Private, secluded...perfect for their collective 'tastes' They buzzed us in and, as the gates swung open I couldn't help but glance back at Tanner...after tonight, I thought, he'd be a seriously cock hungry little cum dump....I couldn't wait to fuck him whenever Bruno was done with him. We pulled up to the front of the house. The massive doors opened and a naked, rippling hunk of muscular sex walked out. He flashed me a grin, caught sight of the boys in the back, opened the door and pulled Tanner out. Tanner stood there, as Jake and I sauntered out. The muscular god seemed super happy with Tanner...and Tanner looked like he'd fallen love with the stud. "Bend over" the guy growled in a thick Spanish accent. Tanner obliged, bending over so that he was resting half in, half out the car. "Yes" the guy said "Go in" he said to us, not taking his eyes off the seed seeping out of Tanner's hole. I nodded to Jake, as I caught sight of the thick tool growing between the Spanish studs legs. Jake saw it too...10 inches at least and thick with rippling veins. As we let ourselves in to the mansion, Tanned let out a muffled cry. The Spanish boy had him mounted, impaled on his ever growing cock, hands firmly covering the boy's mouth. "Valet parking" I heard a voice boom from inside the house. Bruno was the biggest guy I think I'd ever seen, even after all the years I'd known him he still intimidated me. A huge German with a penchant for ruining twinks foolish enough to fall for his perfect, daddy persona. He stood in the hall, rippling with iron. Jake met him in a deep kiss, eagerly reciprocated. "Hello good fucking boy" Bruno cooed, slapping Jake's ass. "And you" he nodded at me, smiling. Outside we could still hear Tanner's deep, full cries. "Whos the valet?" I chuckled, snatching a glass of champagne from one of Bruno's houseboys who had suddenly appeared. All twinks, all gorgeous, all his and all strictly off limits. "Jaeger" Bruno answered. Jake and I caught each others eyes. "Yup" Bruno laughed as he led us into the party room. "Your boy is very lucky, the boss was in town and trust me...he was very excited to meet Tanner" "Fuck yes" I thought. I'd never met Bruno's boss but I heard the rumours....all of them twisted, all of them hot. As Bruno opened the doors to a room packed full of half naked men, chatting, drinking...waiting...I smiled. "This was going to be fun"